The primitive demon domain, the western battlefield, after a war, was devastated, with bones everywhere.
The majesty of the emperor, shocking the world, just incarnation, is already powerful and despairing.
In the void, the Demon Race God of War stood in the air, and the demon breath gradually subsided.
The god of war cut down the immortals, breaking the taboos of the ages, the emperor was defeated, and the figure dissipated.
Asura turned around and looked at the ten sanctuary palace masters in front of the western sanctuary army, calm and speechless.
Among the sanctuary palace masters, Roja also looked at the Demon Race God of War in the void, his expression condensed.
Asura, finally came out.
The two looked at each other, and after a while, Asura withdrew his gaze, and the figure descended from the sky, walking to the front of the demon camp.
"Asura, welcome back."
Xuan Mo looked at the Demon God of War in front of him and said calmly.
Asura stopped, looked at the half-deadly-killed Heavenly Demon Imperial Army behind Xuan Mo, and said, "It's hard work."
"Should be."
Xuan Mo replied, "Since you have come out, I will return to the city to resume my life."
Asura nodded and said, "There will be a period later."
"There will be a period later."
Xuan Mo responded, looked back at the four deputy commanders behind him, and said, "You stay to help Asura resist the invasion of the Sanctuary, don't be careless."
"Yes!"
Behind Xuan Mo, the four deputy commanders saluted respectfully.
"His Thirteenth Highness, do you want to go with me?"
Xuan Mo's eyes moved, and he looked at the thirteenth prince not far away, and said calmly.
"Um."
Ning Chen responded lightly, fell down, and walked beside the former.
In the morning light, the two set off and walked towards the Demon Imperial City together.
At the rear, Asura looked at the backs of the two of them, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
The Thirteenth Prince, the disciple of Jiuyou, has too many secrets, making it difficult for people to see clearly.
The scale emperor shot this time, just to kill this son, it is really extraordinary.
In the southern continent, under the bottomless purple scale abyss, a terrifying and unusual demonic energy rose, the angry scale king, terrifying coercion swept the entire continent, shaking the stars of nine days.
The emperor was angry, the world changed dramatically, and over the southern continent, meteors pierced through the void, burning fiery flames.
At the same time, in the Primordial Demon Realm, deep in the ancestral land of the Heavenly Demons, two unparalleled demons stood in the air, looking at the shaking Southern Continent, their expressions condensed.
In this battle, the scale clan lost almost all their elite power, and it is not surprising that the scale emperor was so angry.
Old Thirteen, this time, he really gave everyone a "surprise".
"How to deal with this matter?" The Eight Wilderness Demon Sovereign said condensedly.
"I'll go there myself."
The Seven Luminaries Demon Sovereign responded, his figure disappeared, and he left from the ancestral land of the Heavenly Demons.
Three Imperial City, when the sun was about to set, two figures came from afar and returned to the Imperial City.
The two entered the city, but did not go back to the mansion, they headed straight for the Three Emperors Palace.
In front of the majestic and majestic imperial palace, two figures appeared and saluted together.
"I have seen the Demon King."
As the words fell, in front of the imperial palace, demonic energy surged, and the Eight Desolate Demon Sovereign appeared, looked at the two people under the stone steps, and said indifferently, "Be flat."
"Thank you Demon Emperor."
The two stood up straight. On the left, Xuan Mo looked up at the Eight Desolate Demon Sovereign in front of the imperial palace, and said, "Report to the Demon Sovereign, Asura has escaped the predicament, the minister's mission has been completed, and he will return to his life."
"It's hard work, the imperial city still needs you to be in charge here. The emperor can only give you one day to rest. After one day, the great commander will resume his original position and continue to guard the safety of my demon imperial city." The Eight Desolate Demon Emperor said sternly.
"Chen, obey!" Xuan Mo respectfully said.
"Let's take the lead and step back." The Eight Wilderness Demon Sovereign said calmly.
"Sir farewell."
Xuan Mo saluted, then turned around and left.
Xuan Mo left, and under the stone steps, only Ning Chen was left, and the atmosphere became stagnant for a while.
In front of the imperial palace, the Eight Desolate Demon Sovereign stared at the young man below with a complicated expression.
Among the princes of the royal family, it would be a blessing for the royal family to be such an amazing person. However, the young man in front of him was born in the human race after all. Although he has the blood of the demon family, he cannot hide the embarrassment of his identity.
The human race is the most humble race in the primitive demon realm, and even many big clans feed on the human race. Letting people with human bloodline inherit the throne of the Heavenly Demon Imperial Family will undoubtedly cause turmoil in the entire royal family.
If he and Qi Yao chose to suppress the young people in front of them and support other princes, among the royal family, there would be only the third prince Xuan Qing and the ninth prince Xuan Que, who had the hope of inheriting the throne.
Xuanqing has a cold and weak nature. Once he gets the throne, it is almost impossible for the rest of the princes to survive.
As for Xuanque? It is still in the growth stage, and it is still difficult to compete head-on against Xuan Qing.
It is unimaginable that the Heavenly Demon Royal Family, which is born in large numbers, will one day be reduced to the point where no one is available.
None of the two people who were thinking about each other said a word. The atmosphere was unusually quiet, and the needles could be heard.
After a long time, in front of the Three Emperors Hall, the Eight Desolate Demon Emperor recovered his mind, looked at the young man below, and said in a flat tone, "You did a good job."
"Thank you for the praise from the Demon Sovereign, this is what this minister should do." Ning Chen's mouth curved slightly, and he replied calmly.
"Prince Xuanxiao had a good relationship with your master during his lifetime. Please tell your master about this in person." The Eight Wilderness Demon Sovereign continued.
"Yes." Ning Chen replied.
"You have worked hard for so many days, so go back and rest first."
The Eight Desolate Demon Sovereign waved his hand and said nothing about the merits and deeds.
The crown prince of the royal family is an extremely high-ranking official, and there is no reward to be rewarded. If he is rewarded again, he will be the throne of the imperial power.
"My minister retire."
Ning Chen saluted, then turned around and walked away.
Three Emperors City, Jiuyou Palace, Ning Chen came, and the guards in front of the mansion did not stop him, they leaned over and saluted.
"I have seen His Highness the Thirteenth."
"Don't be too polite."
Ning Chen responded and walked towards the mansion.
In the palace, Ning Chen entered and said respectfully, "Disciple pays respects to Master."
As soon as the ceremony fell, in the palace of the king, the demonic energy was surging, and an unparalleled demon who was surrounded by demonic breath walked out of nowhere.
"Every time I come back with an injury, let the teacher say something good about you."
Xuan Jiuyou looked at the disciple in front of him and sighed softly.
"The skills are not as good as others, and injuries are inevitable."
With a smile on Ning Chen's face, he said, "Master, thank you for your help last night."
When Xuan Jiuyou heard the words, she was stunned at first, and then she laughed dumbly, "Are you complaining that Master didn't help you to the end?"
"Disciple doesn't dare." Ning Chen smiled and said, "Master must have his own considerations, but, can Master say hello to the disciple next time when he does this? Last night, the disciple was going to stop to watch the fun, The master suddenly stopped, but fortunately the disciple responded quickly
, run away first, otherwise the master can now offer incense to the disciple. "
"You kid, you're just joking as a teacher."
Xuan Jiuyou rebuked helplessly, didn't care, and continued, "With your strength, you shouldn't be powerless to fight back, why keep hiding your clumsiness and make yourself so embarrassed." The disciple is now in the position of the crown prince, which has already made many people jealous, and can't wait to get rid of it. Fortunately, thanks to the protection of the master, I have been able to go to this day. If the disciple is a little embarrassed, I can make those people
It's worth it to relax a little bit of vigilance. "Ning Chen said sternly.
Xuan Jiuyou heard it, and his expression became solemn. He knew who his disciples were talking about. In this primitive demon domain, there were very few people who truly recognized Ning Chen. , insurmountable.
There has never been a king with a different surname in the Heavenly Demon Royal Family, let alone a prince from a human race.
"Do you really want to take this position?"
Xuan Jiuyou asked with a serious look.
Ning Chen was silent, and after a while, he said, "Master, this disciple doesn't want to deceive you, but what should belong to you, the disciple will definitely fight for it. In the struggle for imperial power, the master doesn't need to intervene, the disciple can handle it by himself."
Xuan Jiuyou stared at the disciple in front of him quietly, for a long time, nodded lightly, and said, "Since this is the case, I will not intervene for the master. This is the era of your young people, but the master hopes that this is your era."
Ning Chen nodded, the sharpness in his eyes was no longer concealed for the first time, and his words were sharp and sharp, "Master, don't worry, give me time, it's not worth it for too long, the name of the disciple will definitely shock the entire Primal Demon Realm."
"Ah!"
Xuan Jiuyou smiled cheerfully, this is his disciple of Xuan Jiuyou, a hundred years, but it has only just begun, it is when the edge is revealed, why do you need to be like these old monsters, so dead.
Just when Ning Chen returned to the Three Emperors City, in the Northern Continent, in the Holy Land of the Witch Race, the Witch Emperor Tianxin danced on the central altar, dressed in full costume and dazzling.
The newly appointed emperor of the Wu clan is beautiful and out of the world. He is dressed in sacrificial attire, which makes his appearance even more beautiful.
In the sky above the central altar, the secrets of the sky evolve, reproduce the past, and deduce the future.
Suddenly, Tianxin froze, staggered under his feet, and vomited out a mouthful of blood.
The emperor vomited red, and over the altar, the secret of heaven immediately dissipated, and nothingness was dissolved.
Tian Xin raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, stabilized his body, and his beautiful eyes were full of shock.
In the past, she deduced the origin of the thirteenth prince and found nothing. Now, she has achieved the emperor's way. Unexpectedly, she still can't see the secret in this child.
The emperor is protected by the laws of the imperial way, and it is difficult to see the fate. However, the thirteenth prince is obviously not a strong man in the imperial way, so why does he block her deduction technique again and again.
Thirteenth Prince, what kind of secret do you have
Tianxin looked at the direction of the Demon Imperial City, his expression condensed, this war, the real promoter is this person, but what is his real purpose, really just want to change the fate of the primitive demon human race
At the same time, the Shendu Mountain, the Western Sanctuary, the Stone Clan Spiritual Mountain, and the three emperors who stood at the top of the world all turned their attention to the Primordial Demon Realm.
The scale emperor's action means that the time for them to take action is coming soon. Now, the Tianmo royal family has suffered heavy losses, and the royal family's luck has become weaker than ever before. The emperor who lost the blessing of luck will no longer be an invincible myth. They have waited too long for this day...