In the God Realm of Crape Myrtle, the floating island is rugged and the most central position guarded by thousands of floating islands, a peak towers straight into the clouds, majestic and majestic.
On this day, at the peak, a man in black stepped forward, his face looked very young, but his eyes were full of the aura of years.
Ye Tianxing, Ye Tianxing, the strongest leader of the Primitive Demon Realm Human Race, today is the first time to meet the Lord of the Heavenly God Realm.
"In Xia Ye Tianxing, I met the master of the god realm."
Ten steps before the peak, the night master stopped, looked at the old man in front, and said politely.
In front of the peak, the old man turned around, his old eyes looked at the master of the first pavilion in the world in front of him, and said calmly, "The pavilion owner does not need to be too polite, I take the liberty to invite the pavilion master to come, and I hope you forgive me."
"The realm master is too polite. I wanted to visit your realm a long time ago. I was fortunate to be invited by the realm master this time, and I was able to see the spirit of the realm." The night master said with a smile on his face.
After chatting for a few words, the two stopped being polite and went straight to the theme, sharing the great cause of the merchant family against the hundred tribes.
The exchange of news, no matter the details, especially the characteristics of several royal families and royal families, has become the main point of discussion between the two human leaders.
After discussing for a long time, the night master glanced around the floating island and asked, "I heard that the Marquis of Ming is also in the god realm, why can't he see him?"
"I know that I have an injury, and I am resting in peace now. If the pavilion master wants to see him, I can ask someone to take the pavilion owner there." The old man said calmly.
"That's it." The night master saluted and said politely.
"polite."
The old man replied calmly and said, "Peacock, come and lead the way for the pavilion master."
"Yes!"
At the rear, the five-colored divine light converged, and the peacock appeared and saluted respectfully.
Not far from the peak, on a small but very quiet floating island, a woman in Tsing Yi with a soft face was busy back and forth, the hair in front of her forehead was wet with sweat, and her face was even more beautiful.
"Young girl."
Peacock bowed politely and said, "This person behind me is the pavilion owner of the number one pavilion in the world.
When Qing Ning heard the words, she looked at the man behind Peacock and said with a smile, "Is that the Night Lord? I heard Ning Chen mention your Excellency, please come in."
"Thank you."
Seeing the quiet and peaceful woman in front of him, a strange color flashed in Ye Lord's eyes, he politely responded, and immediately walked towards the wooden house in front of him.
Inside the wooden house, the black-haired man quietly leaned against the head of the bed, silently contemplating, not knowing what to write.
"Ning Chen, the Night Lord is here to see you."
Lime walked into the room, looked at the man on the bed, and said.
In front of the bed, Ning Chen returned to his senses, moved his eyes, and looked at the familiar figure behind Qing Ning, not too surprised.
He is very clear that the first pavilion in the world will appear sooner or later, and the human race of the primitive devil will eventually return to the sky.
"King Minghou, we meet again."
Night Lord looked at the young man in front and smiled.
Ning Chen nodded and said softly, "I haven't seen you for many years, the night master's demeanor is still the same, please take a seat."
"Thank you."
The night master was not polite either. He walked to the wooden chair beside the table and sat down, and said, "In the previous battle, Zhiming Houli defeated the strongest palace master in the Western Sanctuary, which really won a lot of face for the people."
"I just did what I was supposed to do. Next, I still need to rely on the pavilion master and Ziwei Divine Realm to fight against the Hundred Clans." Ning Chen calmly said.
"For the matter of the human race, the first pavilion in the world is boundless, and the Marquis of Zhiming must take care of their injuries as soon as possible. Previously, the strong men of the human race who appeared with the Marquis of Zhiming also needed your leadership." Ye Lord said sternly.
On the side, Lime came over with tea, served it to the former, and then quietly withdrew.
Night Lord turned his eyes and asked, "Who is this girl?"
"Ling Ning, the eldest sister in the family." Ning Chen replied.
"It turns out that Marquis Zhiming has such an amazing elder sister." The Night Lord praised. It is not easy for a woman to practice martial arts, and there are very few who have cultivated to the realm of kings. The girl who has just cultivated is introverted and seems to be indifferent to the world, but he can clearly feel that the elder of the Marquis of Fate Sister is an uncompromising king
strong.
"Overrated."
Ning Chen replied calmly, and didn't say much on this topic. He changed the subject and said, "This time, the number one pavilion in the world has contributed a lot to stop the aggression of the Hundred Clan. I wonder what the loss is?"
"It's still within the acceptable range." Ye Lord's expression condensed, and he said, "When my pavilion fought against Shendu Mountain, I found that there were many unseen kings in the Shendu army. If it wasn't for the critical moment of the ancient holy days If you come to help, the other three kings of the profound realm in my pavilion will probably suffer a lot.
. "
"Is there such a thing?"
Hearing this, Ning Chen narrowed his eyes. When he provoked a war between the four royal families and the Heavenly Demon Royal Family, he thought that the four royal families had already played all their cards, and that there was still hidden power left before they reached Shendu Mountain.
"So, Marquis Zhiming and Divine Realm should be careful when facing other major royal families, and don't be careless," Ye Lord reminded sternly.
"Thank you pavilion master for reminding me." Ning Chen replied in a condensed voice.
When the two were talking, outside the wooden house, Peacock looked at the busy woman beside him for a long time, and said calmly, "Miss Qing, how long have you known Marquis Zhiming?"
Qingming stopped what he was doing, thought about it, and said, "It's been more than a hundred years, how long, I can't remember exactly, when I first met him, he was less than seventeen years old, at that time, he was much more cheerful than now. "
As he spoke, a flash of nostalgia flashed on Qing Ning's face. The years were ruthless, and before you knew it, so many years had passed.
Peacock listened to the former's words quietly, and felt inexplicably emotional. For more than a hundred years, the woman in front of her has been standing by the Marquis Zhiming with no complaints and no regrets. What kind of emotion is this
Is it love or affection? Why does she think these descriptions are so shallow
No matter what kind of relationship it is, it is impossible to really ask for nothing in return. Love, resentment, unwillingness, all kinds of situations in life, for the woman in front of her, it seems that it becomes less important.
"What's wrong?"
Looking at the strange eyes of the goddess in front of her, Qing Ning smiled slightly and said, "Is there something wrong?"
"No."
Peacock regained his senses and sighed softly, "The matter of Mu Chengxue may be a big blow to the Marquis Zhiming, so Miss Qing will have a chance to persuade her."
Qing Ning nodded and said, "Miss Peacock has a heart. Ning Chen's heart is much stronger than ours. What's more, he doesn't have so much energy to be sad now, doesn't he?"
Peacock frowned, looking at the Marquis of Fate who had a good conversation with the Night Lord in the wooden house, and sighed softly in her heart. Sometimes, she felt that this Marquis of Fate was no different from a monster. When she was ruthless, she was more like a demon than a demon. .
If it were anyone else, the beloved woman could not act so calmly if she forgot herself, as if nothing had happened.
Even the devil.
Just when the night master came to visit the realm of the gods, at the end of the starry sky, on the ancient star of life, the underworld Yan Jun and the contemporary Taishang met unexpectedly. The grievances that lasted for countless years have erupted again today.
Emperor Yan was unsheathed, and the power of the emperor swept across the nine heavens.
In front of the altar, Mu Chengxue's expression also cooled down, his body was forbidden to transform, the divine sword was too high, and the cold light was flourishing.
Two of the strongest swords in the world, surpassing the imperial weapon, their sharp edge shocked the sky.
An unexpected scene, an unavoidable battle, Taishang, Emperor Yan, the two divine soldiers splendid, and the emperor's power shocked the world.
"drink!"
With a long shout of anger, the war started, and in the void, Yan Jun of the underworld moved, with a majestic ghost, and the sword opened the road to hell.
Below, Mu Chengxue was concentrating, stepped, and jumped up to meet him, the divine sword broke through the air, shaking Emperor Yan.
With a bang, the divine weapons clashed, the sword energy in the sky was frantic, and the big star below suddenly vibrated violently, the mountains moved away, and the fire spewed from the ground.
"boom!"
Divine swords are staggered, each move is ruthless, the palms are condensed, and they face each other head-on.
Just a short distance away, fierce battles, both of them are the source of negative Taoism, and every move and every style destroys the world.
The world-shattering battle transcends the time limit, as if the ancient times are coming again, and the two peerless powerhouses of the immortal world confront each other again.
Why do you hate it so much? There is no memory. Only the instinct of the body remains.
Hundred ghosts appeared at the beginning, and a thousand waves were startled, and the white-haired woman in front of her was shaken back.
Ten steps away, Mu Chengxue's footsteps were steady, white hair danced wildly, and the light of ten thousand heavy swords converged, condensed into a pair of huge sword wings, and manifested behind him.
Ji Zhao appeared in the world, the sky overturned, the two figures swept out, and Ji Wei collided with each other.
One black and one white, two diametrically opposed forces collided with each other, the residual power shook, and the surrounding world quickly collapsed. Below, the star of life that had endured the aftermath of the battle between the two began to collapse. elephant.
"Yu Tian Jiu Ge, the souls of the dead are buried."
When the battle was white-hot, Yan Jun's red lips lightly opened, and the surrounding ghosts were soaring to the sky. In an instant, above the nine heavens, a huge undead colossus appeared, with a roar, the world changed color.
The resentment of all beings gathers crazily, and the underworld Yan Jun shows the power beyond the limit of the martial artist, manipulates the power of the dead world, condenses on the divine weapon Yan Emperor, cuts down with a sword, and destroys the starry sky.
"boom!"
The sword that destroyed the earth, the sword energy passed, the heaven and earth shattered, the original star that existed for endless years burst apart, and a huge crack appeared, spreading to the entire life star.
Below, Mu Chengxue was concentrating, and with a soft drink, Jin Yuan rose up all over his body, and the silver-white brilliance rose into the sky, and the reappearance of Taishang Wangqing shocked the world.
The grievances of the heavens and the earth, and the supreme forbidden element, the two extreme forces collided, and a terrifying big explosion sounded, and the entire primitive star exploded in response.
In the star space, two peerless and elegant women stood facing each other, with a powerful force surging, and the coldness in their eyes became more and more blazing.
"The way of heaven is reincarnated, life and death are irreplaceable, today, Taishang desperately wants to pay homage to the thousands of souls in my underworld."
The words fell, and behind Yan Jun of the underworld, tens of thousands of undead appeared, thousands of troops and horses, and their resentment surged to the sky. The strongest king of the underworld, summoned an army of 100,000 people from the underworld, gathered his spirits together, and wanted to kill the Supreme Being.