As the morning dawned westward, the ghost sedan galloped, racing incessantly between life and death.
The fog forest is in front of you, and the morning light behind you is getting closer.
The moment the ghost sedan rushed into the foggy forest, flames ignited on Ning Chen's body, and the pain beyond the limit came, a muffled groan sounded, and the surrounding blood was quickly consumed.
The foggy forest was strange and difficult to navigate, and the ghost sedan drove through a peculiar line, passed through the heavy fog, and quickly rushed into one world.
Inside the underworld, Ning Chen's whole body lit up with silver rays of light, suppressing the sky fire, leaning on the rock wall, panting violently.
In the dim and silent underworld, just like the sound without the slightest in the past, two powerful auras oscillated waves of coercion in the depths of the underworld, terrifying people.
Ning Chen poured out a handful of medicinal pills and stuffed it into his mouth, closing his eyes to ease his breath.
The time that the ghost girl retreated this time was beyond his expectations, showing how difficult it was to break through the innate.
If the ghost girl is here, you can help him suppress the spread of Huang Quan's poison. Now, he can only rely on himself.
He didn't know how effective the other side flower would be, but even if it could detoxify, he wouldn't dare to do it.
His current life depends entirely on Huang Quanhua's support, and once he detoxifies, he will not be able to live.
Half an hour later, Ning Chen brought the other side flower to another stone room. After closing the door of the upper stone room, there was no silence.
Time passed day by day, and the war between Daxia and Beimeng was finally coming to an end. The northern Mongolian army heading south was not far from Daxia's imperial city.
In the palace, Xia Mingri did not know how many Dark Dragon Guards were sent to Wulin. However, no matter how many people came, there was no information.
It is a lesson that has been taught for thousands of years, and the Dark Dragon Guard is no exception.
Daxia was shaky, and more serious than the lack of troops was the fear of the people. More and more people believed that Daxia would be defeated in this war.
The Eternal Night Divine Sect in the west regrouped, and Jun Wu was in good condition. He led the Divine Sect's heavy cavalry to advance eastward with all his strength, and collided violently with the Black Water Army of the Marquis of Triumph.
Everyone knows whether the situation in the world will change or not, it will soon be known.
However, at this moment, the Northern Mongolian army had an accident. On the way, Fan Lingyue suddenly fell off his horse and passed out.
The sudden blow made the Northern Mongolian army panic and at a loss.
Fortunately, at sunset, Fan Lingyue woke up and reappeared in front of the soldiers, stabilizing the army.
However, from this day onwards, when Lingyue travels, most of the time he is in a wheelchair, and the frequency of coughing up blood has also increased.
Fan Lingyue also knew that his time was short, and he repeatedly accelerated the speed of the army's southward movement, doing everything possible to lay down this powerful dynasty in his lifetime.
The dark clouds of war are getting gloomier, and the adjustable soldiers in the summer have desperately rushed to the north to help. However, under the hooves of the Northern Mongolian Iron Cavalry, they soon fell apart.
Fan Lingyue's prestige has reached an unprecedented height. Except for Daxia, everyone in the world wants to see if the Northern Mongolian military division can really create this miracle.
When aggression becomes popular, right and wrong seem to no longer matter.
The thousand years of invincibility in Daxia have brought despair that the world is invincible.
In the academy, the dean did not move, neither did the master move, it seemed that he never cared about this war.
In the Confucian Sect Dragon Garden, Xia Mingri came in person, and with a tough attitude, asked the Four Commanders of the Confucian Sect to send the Confucian Sect strong to serve the dynasty.
The ruthlessness of the emperor was gradually revealed, and the four palms of the Confucian sect made him fearful, and he had to send 3,000 Confucian sect disciples to dispatch to the court.
The only good news for Xia Xia was that the 100,000 reinforcements of the Barbarian Dynasty were not far from the northern battlefield after nearly two months of trekking.
After a major defeat, the Imperial Army in the hands of Duke Wu of Jing and the Marquis of Blood Clothes was left with less than 70,000 troops. Except for the Kamikaze battalion, which was still complete, the rest of the battalions were all in name only.
In Ascension Valley, the atmosphere is getting more and more depressing, and the innate powerhouses who have been sleeping are awakening day by day.
If people from hundreds of years ago were here, they would definitely recognize these old monsters with half a foot in the coffin. These were once strong men in the world, and then disappeared for no reason.
According to the legend, some people are sitting down, and some people are missing, but they are all here.
Human nature, in the face of life and death, appears so ugly. The longer one lives, the more afraid of death. When faced with the temptation of longevity, he chose to betray without hesitation.
The boundary between the realms is not so easy to break. In this world, only the strong in the three disaster realms have this ability, but it must be in the place where the boundary of the realm is the weakest, and it is possible for more than three people to join forces to succeed. There is such a place in the Valley of Ascension. However, there are only a handful of experts in the Three Calamities Realm on the land of Shenzhou, except for the Three Calamities Powerhouse from the Eternal Night Sect who has never appeared and the human world who disappeared after being defeated by Ning Chen. Buddha, the rest is one
Not a single slap can be put together.
The purpose of Ascension Valley is to occupy the entire land of Shenzhou, and Daxia is the primary goal. As such, it is undoubtedly a fool's dream to ask Dean Tiancang to help.
Ascension Valley's greatest hope is only two people, the Northern Mongolian National Teacher and Yongye Wujun.
The whereabouts of the Northern Mongolian national teacher is erratic, and only Fan Lingyue knows about it in the world. However, no one thought that Fan Lingyue's attitude would be so strong, and the two angels of Ascension Valley would be beaten with fierce and domineering means. of one death and one injury.
After that, the woman in red also went to invite Wu Jun, but also failed in the end.
As a result, as Fan Lingyue said, as long as she is still alive, the Eternal Night Divine Sect will not dare to agree to this matter. Seeing that the boundary breakthrough is imminent, they can't invite a three-disaster powerhouse. In the depths of the Ascension Valley, one after another terrifying aura angered them. They waited for hundreds of years before waiting for this opportunity. As long as a three-disaster powerhouse cooperated outside, they would be have the ability to break this
frontier boundaries.
In the same realm, it is extremely difficult for the second three-disaster powerhouse to appear, and they cannot afford to wait.
"Go and kill the Northern Mongolian military advisor. If two people can't do it, then send three or four people. As long as the realm master comes into the world, the longevity you want will be realized immediately."
"Yes"
On this day, the four innate powerhouses went out of the Valley of Ascension and rushed in the direction of the Northern Mongolia Army.
In the current situation, as long as the Northern Mongolian military division can be killed, the Eternal Night God Sect will have to cooperate with Ascension Valley under the pressure of Daxia. At that time, the realm master will be unstoppable.
In the underworld, Ning Chen was sitting in the stone room, and the medicinal pills were recklessly stuffed into his mouth.
The medicinal power didn't use much for Huang Quanhua, but it could relieve the pain caused by running the infuriating qi. Ning Chen tried his best to continue cultivating despite everything.
Accompanied by the pain and the lingering blood mist, Ning Chen was as strong as Ning Chen and almost lost his mind several times because of the pain. Fortunately, with the help of a lot of medicinal herbs, he managed to survive.
Gradually, the poison of Huangquan also began to erupt from time to time, and at this time, Ning Chen would swallow a flower of the other side to suppress the poison of Huangquan.
The other side flower and the yellow spring flower are mutually reinforcing, and the invincible yellow spring toxicity has gradually begun to melt under the action of the other side flower.
Ning Chen was surprised at the same time, but he was more careful about the use of the other side of the flower. As long as it was not a last resort, try not to take it.
The yellow spring poison in his body can't be detoxified unless he doesn't want to live anymore.
After practicing again, Ning Chen once again tried to hit the innate realm.
When he made that sword in the sea of chaotic fog, he seemed to have touched that barrier, and after thinking about it carefully, he always felt that something was wrong.
Mu Bai's sword can always cross the gap between innate and acquired, and it is invincible. It seems that it has never been restricted by this barrier.
What made him even more puzzled was that the sword that slashed through the sea of mist, when Mu Bai shot, did not use too much power.
In the quiet underworld, the three of them all retreated, and the breath continued to vibrate, and even the weak water in the extreme distance began to sway from side to side.
As time passed, in the underworld, the third aura became stronger and stronger, and the sword intent scattered in all directions, making sharp nicks between heaven and earth.
The spontaneous sword intent resonated with the Zhige Sword, and circles of sword breaths swayed, also affecting the secluded figure in the stone room.
The two most powerful swordsmen in the world, Mu Bai and Prince Yan, one is proving the sword and the other is listening to the sword.
At the same time, on the land of Shenzhou, the four innate powerhouses galloped all the way and quickly rushed to the direction of the Northern Mongolia Army.
In Tiancang Academy, the dean looked at the silhouette flashing in the distant sky, hesitated for a long time, but still did not make a move.
He admitted that he was selfish, and subconsciously he still did not want to see the demise of Daxia.
The military advisor in Beimeng is too powerful.
In a small courtyard of the academy, the master sighed in disappointment.
"You should do it"
The Master's voice came across the space limit, the dean was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "I'm sorry, I've let you down."
The master didn't say anything, a pair of old eyes looked in the direction of Ascension Valley, and the light flashed.
The change of dynasties has been inevitable from ancient times to the present. Who is the master of the land of Shenzhou does not make much difference to the people of the whole world.
However, this premise is that the land of Shenzhou is still in charge of itself, rather than being enslaved by other realms.
The junior of Beimeng, although he was a little more aggressive when he attacked Daxia, he did indeed impress him when it came to dealing with the Valley of Ascension.
It is rare in the world to have such long-term insights at such an age.
In the northern Mongolia camp, in the handsome tent, Fan Lingyue coughed violently one after another, blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth, and there was no trace of blood on his pale face. Under the lights, he looked so weak.
At this moment, an extremely powerful force in the distance approached rapidly, vast and shocking. Fan Lingyue's expression changed slightly, and she walked out of the handsome tent in a wheelchair, looking at the four figures coming from afar, a coldness flashed on her beautiful face.