Wuyutian, the southeastern territory, Jiuxiao's defeat, shocked the world.
Everyone's attention, the territory of Ninghou's lineage has expanded again. Since then, it has occupied 20% of the southeastern territory and has become a prince who truly dominates the side.
For a time, in the southeastern territory, the name of Ninghou spread all over the world, from Tianzun to the people of Dawn, everyone knew that there was a hero in the southeastern territory, a peerless powerhouse with the ability to conquer the world.
Nine Heavens Immortal Mountain, after Ning Chen destroyed Jiuxiao, he planted a ban on the Nine Heavens Immortal Lord and the four guardians, not because of distrust, but as a means.
In this world, there is no one who can be absolutely trusted, and now, he is not the only one under his subordinates, so he can't be emotional.
All the people around Ning Chen didn't say anything, because they also had this kind of restriction in their bodies.
Only Ning Chen knows the method of lifting, betrayal means death.
Aman kept silent all the time, she didn't like it, but she knew that this was an essential process.
Maybe one day, Wuyu will be unified and the world will be at peace, and Ning Chen will rescue Xinyu's soul...
Aman sighed lightly, it was really difficult.
She understood that since Ning Chen came to Wuyutian, he had chosen a path of no return.
People can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes, and they have exhausted the helplessness of cultivators for thousands of years.
On the Nine Heavens Immortal Mountain, Ah Man stood still, looking at the thousands of troops in front of him, his expression became more and more sad.
In just five years, more than half of the army they brought from the God Realm has been exhausted. Perhaps in a few years, few of these people will be able to return alive.
War, what is it for
Peaceful
In Aman's eyes, confusion flashed, from the land of Shenzhou, to the heavens outside the sky, and now to the heaven of Wuyu, the war will never end, what are they fighting for
"What's wrong?"
Aside, Ning Chen turned around, looked at the girl beside him with empty eyes, and said with a smile, "Can't you bear it?"
"A bit."
Aman nodded. Over the years, too many people have sacrificed. Maybe they are willing to follow. However, the departure of so many people made her feel very uncomfortable after all.
"Everyone pursues different things. Some people like power, some people like money, and some people like fame and fortune." Ning Chen stepped forward, looked at the vast land ahead, and said, "Like us cultivators, Seemingly indifferent to fame and fortune, in fact, we are more greedy than anyone else, because our hearts are empty and we can only keep fighting to offset this terrifying effect.
Feel. "
Speaking of which, Ning Chen stretched out his hand, pointed into the distance, and said calmly, "You look at the barren land, there are countless gods, what are they fighting for, fame, fortune, and power, are they really useful?"
Aman was silent, not knowing how to answer.
"useless."
Ning Chen said softly, "The reason why we need to fight is just because of the void. Cultivators who pursue longevity often just have one goal for themselves, so that they won't go crazy during these long years."
"what would you like?"
Aman's expression gradually became complicated, and he said, "After we have conquered the entire Wuyutian and rescued Xinyu's soul, where do we go?"
Ning Chen smiled lightly and said, "I want you all to be safe."
Thousands of years later, he may not be him anymore, things that are too far away have no meaning to him
All he has to do is to finish all the things he has to do in the remaining thousand years.
It wasn't long, he had to hurry up.
"Ninghou!"
At this time, at the rear, Immortal Lord Jiuxiao stepped forward and saluted respectfully.
"Tell me, where is the Three Soul Grass?"
Ning Chen turned his back to Immortal Lord Jiuxiao, his empty eyes continued to look into the distance, and asked.
"As far as I know, there is one plant in the Butian Pavilion."
Immortal Lord Jiuxiao respectfully said, "Mutian Pavilion is the largest force in the entire southeastern territory, and only they can possess such a treasure."
Ning Chen nodded, his expression not too surprised, he had already guessed the result to some extent.
However, their current strength is still unable to compete with this behemoth.
If he wants to compete with the Butian Pavilion, he still needs time. "Jiuxiao, ten days later, when the army is finished resting, you will start the northern expedition with the army of the immortal mountain in Jiuxiao. I will give you absolute rights. What you have to do is to fully recruit the combat power of the Heavenly Venerate, understand?" Ning Chen turned around, look indifferent
.
"Yes!"
Immortal Lord Jiuxiao looked startled and saluted respectfully.
Why is Ninghou so anxious? Now, the entire southeastern territory is full of fear for them. Sending troops at this time will undoubtedly make other forces unite against them.
Ning Chen didn't explain, turned around, looked at the east with godless eyes, his expression became more and more solemn.
He has waited too long, he doesn't know how long Xinyu's soul can last, he can't afford to gamble.
Behind Ning Chen, Ah Man sighed softly in his heart, caring is messed up, no one can make an exception.
Ten days passed in a blink of an eye. On the Nine Heavens Immortal Mountain, tens of thousands of troops left, the Nine Heavens Immortal Lord and the four guardians all left, and the other great sects of the Immortal Mountains were marched north.
Such a radical move immediately aroused the shock of other forces, and they did not dare to hesitate and immediately formed an alliance.
When the war broke out, Immortal Lord Jiuxiao faced the alliance of various forces. In just a few days, both parties were injured and the losses were extremely heavy.
And just one night after a hundred days, under the thunderstorm, a figure with white hair in plain clothes appeared in person and boarded the base camp of the Ten Great Immortal Mountains Alliance.
Slaughter, naked~naked~naked slaughter, a devil with white hair in plain clothes, holding a fierce sword, one person picked up the alliance of the ten immortal mountains.
After a hundred days of battle, the Heavenly Venerates of the Ten Great Immortal Mountains were already extremely exhausted, their energy was severely depleted, and their bodies were somewhat wounded. When they suddenly encountered such a killing god, they hardly had much power to fight back.
That night, thirteen Heavenly Venerates died in battle, including two Heavenly Venerates of the Ming Dao Realm. Blood dripped down the slits of the Immortal Mountain, dyeing every inch of the land red.
In the last darkness before dawn, the heavy rain poured down, Ning Chen stood under the heavy rain, letting the rain and blood soak his plain clothes.
At this moment, the surrounding world suddenly became quiet, and even the sound of rain falling could no longer be heard.
In Ning Chen's hands, blood was dripping down the fairy sword, and it was dripping with rain.
In the dark and quiet night, you can't see your fingers, and you can't see any light.
However, Ning Chen was already used to the darkness.
"After waiting for so long, come out." Ning Chen said with an indifferent expression.
"Ninghou, good method."
In the void, silhouettes appeared one after another, covering the sky and the sun. Headed by, two extremely powerful old men in ancient clothes walked out. It was the two giants of the Butian Pavilion, Qingcang and Baili.
"Mutian Pavilion?"
Ning Chen's consciousness swept across the sky and everyone calmly said.
In the Southeast Territory, there is only one of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion that can dispatch so many powerhouses.
"Knowing the reputation of Butian Pavilion, Your Excellency should take it easy, so as not to suffer from flesh and blood." Qing Cang walked out, looked at the white-haired young man below, and said coldly.
"After living for so long, there is still nothing new in threatening people. You are not annoying, I am annoying."
Ning Chen raised his head, the rain hit his face, so cold that it penetrated the heart.
If you want to fight, let's fight.
Ning Chen shook his right hand, shaking the rain off the immortal sword, raised his sword and pointed at the two of them in the sky, and said calmly, "Come together."
"Arrogant junior, kill!"
Qing Cang's expression sank, and when he stepped on it, his figure swept out like a thunderbolt.
With a bang, the stone broke through the sky, and Qing Cang's figure instantly dropped to the bottom. On his fist, black brilliance lingered, and a punch smashed the rainy night away, shocking the world.
The existence of the peak of the Ming Dao realm can already become a ruler in the realm of the gods, and Qing Cang's shot is merciless.
"Also at the peak of Ming Dao, you are far worse than those guys."
Ning Chen said lightly, and with a loud bang, blocked Qingcang's offensive.
Those guys crushed him for a full period with absolute strength, and I still remember it fresh when I think of it.
The powerhouses confronted each other, and the sky was shaking. In the void, Baili moved at the same time without any hesitation.
The short blade, like an elf dancing in the dark night, cut through the darkness and rubbed Ning Chen's throat.
Ning Chen's figure turned sideways, avoiding the murderous intention, and pointed to block the short blade.
"An inch is short and an inch is dangerous, but an inch long can also be strong."
Ning Chen pointed at the short concussive blade, turned his finger into his palm, and the palm and sword paralleled, forcibly shocking the two back.
Ten steps away, Qingcang and Baili, the two giants of repairing the sky, looked at the person in front of them, their expressions condensed.
With just one move, they could feel the strength of this Ninghou, the rumors were true, the strength of this man was really terrifying.
The two looked at each other, nodded lightly, and immediately disappeared at the same time.
The short blade moves in a devious way, and the punches break through thousands of miles, one fast and one sinking, one odd and one positive, and the tacit cooperation has no flaws.
boom!
The two figures swept over, Ning Chen blocked the punch with his left palm, and blocked the sharp blade with his right hand.
If they missed a hit, the figures of the two alternated again, and in opposite positions, the attack came again.
One to the left and one to the right, a figure swiftly swept in, with short blades and heavy fists intertwined, ruthlessly killing them.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Ning Chen's mouth, his figure blurred and disappeared.
The expressions of the two were shocked, and at the moment of their astonishment, Ning Chen's figure appeared behind Qing Cang, slashed with a sword, and blood spurted like a waterfall.
"Qing Cang!"
Baili was startled, and immediately stepped forward to support Qingcang, and his figure swept out a hundred meters away.
An astonishing sight, Qing Cang's back, blood dripped down, the keel was broken, and he was severely injured.
There was no sign of the situation, no one knew what happened, and the two who had always cooperated tacitly were defeated by just a few tricks.
"The Scroll of Earth!"
A hundred feet away, the immortal sword in Ning Chen's hand entered the ground, and immediately, thousands of swords flowed out from under the ground, slashing at the two of them.
Baili's face changed again, dragging Qing Cang's heavily wounded body into the sword rain, and in the blink of an eye, his body turned red several times.
After a moment of restraint, Su Yi's figure had swept over again, raised her hand to hold Baili's throat, and slammed onto the ground.
With a heavy blow, Qing Cang's body was shaken by several meters, and his back was smashed heavily on the ground after a hundred days.
"Uh!"
In Baili's mouth, blood splashed out, and his internal organs were injured and all displaced.
The pouring rain continued to wash the earth, and the blood dripped down the rain, dyeing the surrounding earth red.
"You guys lost again!" Ning Chen murmured softly, looking at the dark night with his empty eyes.