On the ancient land of worshiping the moon, Feng Shen stood quietly on the altar and watched the main body and Lime leave.
In the star space, two streamers galloped past and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
A month later, Ziwei Divine Realm, knowingly returned, the kings of the Divine Realm saluted and respected the return of the Ziwei realm master.
On the peak guarded by thousands of floating islands, Ning Chen stepped forward, standing on the top of the peak, watching over the world.
In the rear, the squeak of the wheelchair turning sounded, and the peacock appeared, quietly accompanying him.
Hundred years have passed in a blink of an eye. In the first hundred years after the calamity, the human race was rebuilt after the calamity and passed through the most difficult period.
In the past 100 years, the kings of the human race have been running around constantly, pacifying the wars in all directions, sweeping away the remnants of the demon realm, and busying themselves for the reconstruction of the human race.
In the Divine Realm of Ziwei, on the peak, battle reports are sent back from time to time. Ning Chen quietly stood before the peak, staring at the world, but seldom spoke.
The battle reports sent back are almost all handled by Peacock himself, the saintess of the gods, showing the rare talent in the world.
After the first hundred years, the war disasters in the four directions were basically settled, and the reconstruction of the human race was completed one after another. Before the peak of the gods, the kings of the underworld came to say goodbye one after another.
"Knowing fate, goodbye by fate."
On Ziwei Divine Peak, Xia Ziyi and Luo Fei, who had left their last farewell, looked at the man in front and said.
"Goodbye by fate."
Ning Chen responded and said softly.
After saying goodbye, the two did not stay any longer and turned to leave.
In front of the peak, Ning Chen stared at the silhouettes of the two who were moving away, and a look of emotion flashed in his eyes.
finally left.
All the kings of the underworld left, and each returned to their original path of life. At the peak, they stood silently, and the cold wind was blowing, so biting.
After a long time, Ning Chen sighed softly, turned around, and continued to watch the world.
In the distance, Peacock quietly looked at the white-haired man in front of the peak, and Gu Bo was not surprised with his calm eyes.
Now, he has truly become a qualified crape myrtle realm master.
Time flies, the world, after the robbery, the second century comes, the major star regions are fully recuperating, and the world is beginning to be prosperous.
On the peak of Ziwei Shenfeng, he stood still for two hundred years, and never left. His vicissitudes of eyes stared at the distant world, and his white hair had been dyed all the time.
In two hundred years, most of Zhiming's cultivation base has been dissipated, and the foundation that has been destroyed is difficult to restore.
The resentment of hundreds of millions of creatures is so huge that even the gods can't bear it, let alone the human body.
However, he succeeded in killing the devil, and he knew his fate without regrets.
In the Hongluan Star Territory, before the passage between the two realms, no one from the demon realm will come out.
Soon, the second century passed, and the third century arrived. The world basically returned to the way it was before the war, and the pain of the demonic realm was gradually forgotten by the world.
In this century, the martial arts of the world has developed rapidly, and the young generation of strong men has emerged one after another. After the troubled times, the great world is coming.
"boom!"
In the depths of the extremely distant star field, the terrifying imperial catastrophe appeared, and the thunder brilliance filled half of the star field, shocking the world.
After a lapse of three hundred years, there is finally another emperor in the world to testify, declaring that the human race has officially entered the prosperous world.
A few months later, in front of Ziwei Divine Peak, the golden light was prosperous, and the emperor of the human race appeared. After proving the Tao, he first came to meet the current Lord of Ziwei Divine Realm.
At the peak, Ning Chen turned around, looked at the human emperor who had newly certified the emperor's way, and said, "Congratulations."
The emperor of the human race gave a respectful salute and said, "In the first battle of killing the demon, the demeanor of the realm master is unforgettable to this day. I don't know if I have the honor to learn a trick."
Ning Chen quietly stared at the emperor of the human race in front of him. After a long time, he nodded lightly and replied, "Yes."
The words fell, and in the Ziwei Divine Realm, the sword pressure spread silently, calm and undisputed.
"The sword of no desire, no desire, no self."
The expression of the emperor of the human race was slightly condensed, and the laws of the emperor's way permeated the whole body, gathered frantically, and turned into a barrier to block the front.
The next moment, on the peak, the sword light converged, and an ordinary and unremarkable sword edge appeared, and after an instant, it burst out of the sky.
After the prosperity, the sword of returning to its original state is invincible. In front of the emperor of the human race, the laws of the emperor's way collapsed, and it was difficult to stop the sword of selflessness.
In front of the emperor of the human race, the sword edge stopped and dispersed quietly.
An astonishing scene, as strong as the emperor's way, difficult to block a sword.
The human race emperor's heart surged, and after a long time, he recovered and said respectfully, "The realm master can do it, I admire it below."
"Your realm is still unstable. Go back and consolidate your cultivation. Don't leave unnecessary hidden dangers."
Ning Chen waved his hand, dispelling the sword pressure that pervaded the world, and said calmly.
The emperor of the human race heard the words, bowed again, and retreated.
After a short interlude, the Ziwei Shenfeng regained its silence. Ning Chen turned around and stood in front of the peak, watching the world.
The third century gradually passed, the beginning of the prosperous world, and the great prosperity of the human race.
In the fourth century, the martial arts of the human world flourished in an all-round way.
When the force is prosperous, battles will follow. In the major star fields, wars are frequent, and beacon fires are everywhere.
On Ziwei Divine Peak, Ning Chen looked at the world where the flames were everywhere, and did not interfere, but went with the flow.
Finally, when the fourth century was coming to an end, the human race once again had the emperor testify, shocking all parties.
At the moment when the new emperor was proving his way, in the distant starry sky, black phoenix flames filled the air, swiftly swept forward.
At the same time, on Ziwei Divine Peak, Ning Chen opened his mouth and issued the first order in 400 years.
In the realm of the gods, on an inconspicuous floating island, Xiaobai, a young man dressed in white, walked out and respectfully took orders.
The contemporary dragon emperor reappears in the world, chasing the footsteps of the black phoenix.
In the star space, two streams of light, one black and one white, galloped past, the speed was extremely fast, and it was fleeting.
In the depths of an ancient star field, thunder filled the air. After the new emperor experienced the catastrophe, he walked out exhausted and covered in blood. Obviously, the emperor's catastrophe was not easy.
Just as the emperor was about to leave, the black phoenix flames filled the air, and the cold and heavy pressure made people horrified.
After a few breaths, the black phoenix appeared and stopped the emperor.
"It's you!"
The emperor of the human race looked at the black phoenix in front of him, his expression condensed, he had seen this person in the first battle of the demon, and he was extremely powerful.
"Hand over the origin of the emperor's way, I will spare your life." Heifeng said coldly.
"wishful thinking!"
The emperor of the human race snorted coldly, pressing down on his heavily wounded body, and the laws of the emperor's way permeated his body.
"Unbelievable!"
Heifeng said indifferently, stepped out one step, and instantly reached the front of the human king.
The black flames swept across, swallowing the sky and destroying the earth. At a moment of crisis, in the distance, a white streamer galloped, and the dragon roared for nine days, blocking the black flames all over the sky.
Seeing this, Heifeng's expression condensed, Dragon Emperor!
Ahead, in the turbulent aftermath, Young Master Xiaobai walked out, holding the divine spear transformed from the Dragon Emperor Sword, and his majesty was earth-shattering.
"The realm master did not guess wrong. Jiangshan is easy to change and its nature is difficult to change. You are a scourge after all."
Young Master Xiaobai looked at Heifeng in front of him and said coldly.
"Lord Ziwei, oh, sooner or later, this seat will take his life. Today, I will use you first!"
The words fell, the black phoenix moved, and the black flames swept the Jiuzhongtian, swallowing the dragon emperor in front.
Young Master Xiaobai's expression condensed, his dragon might rise, and he moved up to meet him.
The dragon and the phoenix clashed, the aftermath of the war destroyed the sky and the earth, and the entire starry sky shook violently.
The battle of equal shares was indistinguishable, and it gradually evolved into a battle of a thousand days. For a time, no one could do anything to gain the other.
Ziwei God Realm, on the peak, Ning Chen quietly watched the battle in the distant star field, and his calm eyes could not see the slightest turbulence.
"Raise the sword."
With a sound of a sword, the sword intent quickly spread across all sides of the world. Wherever the sword intent came, Wan Jian was unsheathed.
One domain, two domains... The real king of the sword god, knowing his fate, opened his mouth, and hundreds of millions of swords in the world were unsheathed and flew towards the sky at a rapid speed.
In a world-shattering scene, all the powerhouses in the fourth realm from all regions of the world looked at the sky with shocking expressions on their faces.
Is this the sword of the master of the Ziwei realm? It's really scary.
Everyone's attention, in the starry sky, hundreds of millions of swords broke through the sky, endless, infinite and infinite.
At the end of the distant star field, thousands of sword lights broke through, and the majestic sword intent was shocking.
"Ziwei Realm Lord, you!"
Heifeng felt it, and looked back at the hundreds of millions of swordsmen galloping in front of him, with a look of shock and anger on his face.
Hundreds of millions of swords, the power swallowed the sky and destroyed the earth, directly cut through the black flames in the sky, and engulfed the black phoenix figure.
In the terrifying stream of swords, the black phoenix transported all his strength and used the phoenix clan's life-saving technique.
The phantom figure, the sword edge passes through the body, however, the sword flow is endless, beyond the limit of time and space.
"Uh!"
The time for the secret technique has come, the figure of the black phoenix manifested, and the sword flowed through the body, bringing out a waterfall of dazzling blood flowers.
After a few breaths, thousands of sword lights disappeared, and the black phoenix figure fell silently, unconscious.
Young Master Xiaobai stepped forward, detained Heifeng who was severely injured, and left.
Ziwei Divine Realm, Ning Chen withdrew his hand, exhaustion flashed in his eyes.
"The realm!"
In the sky above the god realm, the vortex of time and space rolled, and the son Xiaobai returned with the black phoenix and respectfully saluted.
"Thanks for your hard work."
Ning Chen turned around and said.
"Fortunately, there is a realm master to help, otherwise, it would be very difficult for me to capture him."
Young Master Xiaobai said condensedly, "I don't know how Jing Jing will deal with this person?"
"Seal his cultivation base, and then suppress Ziwei Peak." Ning Chen calmly said.
"Yes!"
The son Xiaobai respectfully took the order, and immediately left with Heifeng.
"Four hundred years."
Before the peak, Ning Chen murmured softly, staring at the world with tired eyes, and suddenly coughed violently.
The dark red blood spilled out of the fingertips, dyed the red plain clothes, and the roots were basically destroyed. Forcing the sword to capture Heifeng, Ning Chen's body could not bear the load and began to appear abnormal.
"Boundary Lord, you can't use force anymore."
From the rear, the creaking sound of the wheelchair came, and the peacock appeared and reminded.
"Just once."
Ning Chen put down his blood-stained hand and said calmly.
Peacock nodded, said no more, turned and left.
The Marquis of Zhiming is undoubtedly the strongest among the crape myrtle realm masters of all dynasties. Before entering the imperial way, he is enough to suppress all the enemies in the world.
Today, 400 years after the Demon Execution, his strength is truly comparable to that of the ancient Immortal Monarch, without the need for the power of all living beings. Unfortunately, he can no longer use the sword.