The turbulent flow in the space roared and galloped, Suyi's figure flashed past, and disappeared again in the blink of an eye.
After seeing what he wanted to see, Ning Chen's direction was no longer regular. After ten days of chasing the King of Disaster, he couldn't find any trace of it at all.
At the junction of the Northern Territory and the Eastern Territory, the void rolled, Suyi walked out, and appeared in the world.
Ning Chen looked at the surrounding environment. For a moment, he didn't know where he was. He moved his feet and rushed towards a city not far away.
At the top of the Nine Heavens, the King of Calamity appeared, but it was not in the same place, thousands of miles away.
"King of calamity, hurry back"
Without the obstruction of spatial turbulence, the edict of the four-pole realm master finally reached the ears of the king of calamity. The edict was very urgent, and it seemed that there was something important to explain.
The calamity king didn't hesitate, turned into a stream of light and quickly went away.
In the Hall of Longevity, the king of calamity returns, above the void, the colorful brilliance gathers, an illusory figure condenses, and opens the mouth, "King of calamity, what is the result?"
"He escaped, and the place where the two borders meet has also been exposed," said the calamity king with a gloomy expression. The four-pole realm master was silent for a moment, and then slowly said, "Since this is the case, this son must not be kept. The spies have reported the whereabouts of the daughter of the general's family. I will send Xuan Tian to help, and Yu Yangtian, Clouds, rain, this time, no matter what
also get rid of this child"
The king of calamity frowned slightly and said, "Is it a big deal?"
Xuantian is the powerhouse of the fifth congenital tribulation. Even Yuyangtian, Xingyun, and Bu Yu are all in the third congenital calamity, and he is swept aside, just to deal with a young man of the third calamity. , is too absurd.
The Four-Pole Realm Lord shook his head and said, "It's okay, the first thing is to make sure nothing goes wrong."
Although the calamity king disagreed in his heart, he still nodded in response.
After the explanation of the matter, the figure of the four-pole realm master quickly dissipated, and as the last trace of colorful brilliance disappeared, the entire hall also returned to a cold silence.
The four-pole realm master left, and a figure in black just came from outside the hall. The king of calamity glanced at it and said in a condensed voice, "How is it, have you found the whereabouts of Meng Xuanji?"
"Hallmaster, there is no news yet," the person knelt on the ground and replied.
"A bunch of trash, keep looking for it," said the king of misfortune coldly.
"Yes" The figure in black got up and quickly walked out of the hall.
The coldness in the eyes of the calamity king kept beating. This Meng Xuanji was obviously suspicious of the Hall of Longevity and the Holy Land of the Four Extremes.
However, his patience is limited. When he runs out of patience, the entire Jiuxiao will be buried with her because of her stupidity.
In the city at the border of the Northern Territory and the Eastern Territory, Ning Chen stayed for half a day, and finally understood where he was thrown out of the turbulent space.
It should be impossible for the king of calamities to catch up. There is no time and direction in the turbulent flow of space. The probability of two people appearing in the same place is so small that it can be ignored.
The boundary between the two realms has been clarified. Ning Chen wanted to continue looking for Meng Xuanji's trace, but after hearing rumors about him and his senior's whereabouts, he couldn't help but stop.
Something was wrong, Ning Chen was very thoughtful, and quickly noticed the abnormality.
In the Four Poles, no one would risk offending the Holy Land by spreading false news to help him and his seniors.
This kind of thing, it is impossible for the senior to do it, he has thought about it, but he has not had time to do it.
Now, someone has done it first, and the only explanation is that this person needs to use this fake news to attract the attention of the Holy Land.
Ning Chen was walking on the bustling streets of the city, and while walking, he quickly thought about what was going on.
Not long after the king of calamity separated from him, it was easy to tell the truth from falsehoods and would not be fooled, and the Holy Land and the Hall of Longevity must be connected, which means that the Holy Land would not believe these rumors.
The people who spread these news naturally don't know about it, and they have a gap with the Holy Land. The goal is actually well confirmed.
From the Fire Dynasty!
Thinking of this, Ning Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, if he guessed correctly, Lihuo Dynasty should have made a big move, and he didn't want to be known by the Holy Land.
He and Li Youwei had a decent friendship, and this woman was quite credible. He was wondering if it was necessary to remind him.
Perhaps, he can take this opportunity to ask the senior craftsman to help him repair the sword in his hand, and take a look at Jiang Xin's cultivation situation.
In the Lihuo Dynasty, in the Lihuo Canyon in the north of the imperial city, the forging of soldiers had already begun for more than ten days. Li Yan, Li Youwei, Li Lao, and a ground craftsman who was dedicated to the royal family all looked at the forging platform with a solemn expression.
Sweat was mixed with firelight, splashing in the hammer after another, the ground craftsman's expression was unprecedentedly focused, every hammer was exactly the same, and it was extremely accurate.
This is the result of day-to-day practice, and there is no shortcut. Whether it is casting ordinary weapons or magic weapons, the craftsman's time is the most critical factor in determining the quality.
The outstanding craftsmen in the Holy Land are almost passed down from generation to generation, but there has been a local craftsman in the Lihuo Dynasty for hundreds of years, which is why the Lihuo Royal Family is so eager to build its own army of luck.
In the Craftsman's Mansion, the heavy snow stopped soon. In the courtyard, the little boy and Jiang Xin were practicing the exercises seriously. Xiaoyu was young, and many places were prone to mistakes. Whenever this time, Jiang Xin would stop and explain patiently. No impatience whatsoever.
"Da da da"
At this moment, the sound of horse hooves, a man dressed as a guard stopped the carriage in front of the ground craftsman's mansion, showed the gold medal, and entered the mansion.
The little boy and Jiang Xin were suspicious when they saw the person coming, and they didn't know why.
"Miss Jiang Xin, Your Highness the eldest princess has invited me." The guard sent a letter from Li Youwei and respectfully said.
Jiang Xin was startled when she heard the guard calling her name, but when she heard the words "eldest princess", she was relieved.
There is no doubt that the handwriting on the letter is Li Youwei. After reading the letter, Jiang Xin has no doubts. After saying a few words to the little boy, he left with the guard.
The carriage was already waiting outside the mansion, and he walked up to it. The guards drove the carriage and rushed to the south.
The carriage driving southwards quickly moved away from the imperial city, and even further away from the Lihuo Canyon in the north of the imperial city.
In the carriage, a faint fragrance filled the air, quickly losing consciousness, and soon, completely lost consciousness.
The galloping carriage never stopped, and no one knew where the destination was.
As night fell, in Qingli City, the eldest princess' mansion, a plain white figure walked out, and his spiritual sense scanned the entire mansion, but did not find the person he was looking for.
Ning Chen frowned slightly, moved his feet, and swept toward the west.
When Ning Chen appeared in the Craftsman's Mansion, and found that there was only a little boy left in the mansion, a bad premonition arose in his heart.
"Little Fish"
Ning Chen came to the little boy's room and woke up the little guy.
"Brother Ning"
The little boy was not yet asleep, and when he woke up and saw the familiar figure in front of him, his face was overjoyed and he shouted happily.
"What about your master and Jiang Xin, why are you alone in the mansion?" Ning Chen quickly asked a question.
"Master has been away from the mansion for more than ten days. I don't know where to go. Sister Jiangxin was just invited by the eldest princess's people today. She should be in the princess' mansion now," the little boy said honestly.
"Oops!"
Ning Chen's expression changed, his figure flashed and disappeared.
The Craftsman's Mansion is located in the most remote part of the imperial city, and few people come here on weekdays. Especially after a heavy snowfall last night, the ground was very thick with snow, which made the two wagon wheels outside the mansion look so clear.
Ning Chen followed the wheel marks and walked a long way until he couldn't tell them apart, but he also determined the direction of the carriage's departure.
In the Lihuo Canyon, Li Yan's expression was unusually stern, looking at the soldiers of luck gradually taking shape on the forging platform, his eyes kept flashing with brilliance.
After casting this soldier, and then finding a way to transfer the hundreds of years of luck in the dragon veins into it, the Lihuo Dynasty will be one step closer to getting rid of the control of the Holy Land.
As long as those who achieve great things can not stick to the small details, as long as the soldiers of luck can be successfully cast, it is worth sacrificing anyone.
On the side, Li Youwei didn't know that her most trusted brother had made the most ruthless decision secretly. In order to cast troops smoothly, she had given her heart to the Holy Land of the Four Extremes.
On the forging platform, more than ten kinds of rare divine materials, such as blue jade wood, blazing iron, purple mark divine gold, moon rock, etc., have been perfectly fused together after being tempered by the Mojin giant hammer.
Mixing various colors of magical materials, the final soldier of luck returned to its original white color, crystal clear, and very peculiar.
The expression on the craftsman's face became more and more serious. As a craftsman, he only spent his life forging the most perfect weapon. There was no doubt that this was his last and only chance.
To the south of the imperial city, the plain white figure swiftly passed by. Gradually, Ning Chen felt a familiar aura, and the speed was a little faster.
The Dantian Qi Sea in his heart was forcibly opened up by him with the Scroll of Life. Therefore, he was extremely sensitive to the breath of the little girl. As long as it was not too far away, he would be somewhat sensitive.
In front of Banyue Mountain, Ning Chen caught up with the carriage and felt that his heart was not right. He slashed the carriage with a sword from a hundred meters away and quickly swept up.
The guard's expression changed drastically. He didn't expect to be overtaken. Just as he was about to make a move, a sword was pointed in front of his throat.
"Whose order is it!" Ning Chen's face was incomparably livid, and he said with a biting chill.
At this moment, the guard's eyes quickly dimmed, and he would rather break his body and mind than say a word.
Seeing that the waiter was lost, Ning Chen stopped delaying, and was about to leave with his heart on his back.
However, at this moment, a stream of blood blade fell from the sky, slammed into the ground with a bang.
The oncoming figure, a blood-red shirt and flying red hair, is like a god of swords coming into the world, cold and extraordinary.
"Follow me back to the Holy Land"
"Can't do it"
Ning Chen's right hand was empty, Qing Mo didn't put it in his hand, the sword intent vibrated, shaking the world.
The sword is fighting again. A hundred miles away, the King of Calamity and others who have been waiting for a long time can't wait for the agreed figure. They are puzzled, and five extremely powerful auras fly up and look into the distance.
There was a strong enemy in front, and a siege in the back. Ning Chen didn't know that he was on the edge of the most dangerous. He fought against the flowing blood with a sword. Duan Fengchen also didn't know that the King of Calamity and the others were a hundred miles away, and this killing game against Ning Chen had not yet started, but unexpectedly appeared earlier.