Bailu Academy was trembling, and the primitive land was aggressively attacked. The continuous offensive made the situation of the academy precarious.
In the sky above the academy, at the peak of the game, the Supreme Being in the world has a resistance to transforming into a demon, a fierce battle, the heaven and the earth are in danger, a hundred miles of empty space, constantly distorted.
Below, the old gatekeeper, the three seniors on the second floor of Jinglun Pavilion, and the scholars on the first floor joined forces to block the nine desolate beasts of the standardization state.
At the time of the crisis, a mournful sword appeared in the distance, and in a flash, the purple-red figure entered the battle, the sword's edge turned, and several sword lights swept out, knocking back the three demon kings.
Cold eyes, cold and unwavering, a sword, dancing blue splendor, like Wu Dynasty when the wind, arrogant, handsome and extraordinary.
"Four Princes"
In the academy, in the academy, many children of the powerful and powerful recognized the person who shot.
Yi Xuanmiao, contemporary ~ Among the more than ten princes in Kaiyang Imperial City, the one with the most outstanding talent in martial arts was awarded the crown prince and had the right to inherit the throne.
The head of the nine kings, the silver leopard, turned into an extremely fast white light, and swept towards the fourth prince of the Kaiyang Dynasty who had disrupted the battle.
"Green Moth Against the Rainbow"
But seeing the green moth sword in Yi Xuanmiao's hand turning around, the tenacious sword edge twisted and turned back, like a blue leopard, entwined with the sharp claws of the silver leopard, the moment when the enemy was trapped, the soft sword edge turned into the most powerful weapon, piercing the silver leopard In the abdomen, a large blood flower was brought out.
A peculiar sword, with a combination of hardness and softness, the Silver Leopard was unexpectedly injured in one stroke.
The situation of the battle changed, and the remaining eight demon kings felt it, and immediately divided two to join forces to fight the fourth prince of Kaiyang.
When the two kings joined forces, Yi Xuanmiao's expression remained the same. The blue sword edge was mournful and the sword screamed.
Above the sky, Yao Qiluo noticed the change in the battle situation below, her brows wrinkled, her figure flashed, her palm condensed the might of the sky, and she fell down from the sky.
Yi Xuanmiao raised his head with a condensed expression on his face, his soft sword turned into a divine blade, and his spinning sword raised the sky, blocking the murderous intent that fell from the sky.
At this moment, a blue shadow appeared, and a black knife slashed out of the sky.
With a bang, the nine days collapsed, and in the raging wind, the butterfly in the flower stood in the void, looking at the demon in the sky, the killing intent in his eyes was not concealed.
Below, Hongyi walked past, holding a sword, thousands of sword intents stirred, and a sword was cut out, breaking Yue Duankong.
The terrifying sword light roared and galloped, and thousands of wild beasts shattered in an instant.
"Yao Qiluo, do you still want to fight?" Hua Zhongdie pulled the tears of the funeral flowers in her hands and said lightly.
"Oh, extraordinary powerhouse, this game can lead you out, it's not worth it, retreat."
Yao Qiluo waved his hand, the kings retreated, and the beast tide retreated to the original land in an orderly manner.
"See you next time, I hope the academy will have such good luck"
The beast tide receded, the corners of Yao Qiluo's mouth curved slightly, the white clothes scattered and disappeared.
In the sky, Yi Qingqiu looked at the departed Demon Venerable, his eyes flashed solemnly, the primitive land has signs of troubled times, trouble.
In front of the academy, Yi Xuanmiao put away his sword, glanced at the young man in red not far away, and nodded.
Ning Chen also nodded and met twice. Although he never said a word, the fourth prince of the Kaiyang Dynasty left a deep impression on him.
He had a feeling that if he did his best, Yi Xuanmiao's strength might not be inferior to that of Emperor Yuan.
Of course, Emperor Yuan hid too deeply, and he couldn't see everything, but, no matter what, the strength of this fourth prince was the highest among the young generation he had ever seen.
"Fourth Prince, thank you for your help." Yi Qingqiu stepped down from the sky, looked at the former, and said solemnly.
"Hands Up"
Yi Xuanmiao replied calmly and continued, "My father has summoned, Xuan Miao can't stay longer, there will be a period later."
"There will be a period later" Yi Qingqiu nodded.
Yi Xuanmiao turned around and left, and after a few steps, disappeared without a trace.
With a wave of Ning Chen's right hand, the King of Hell disappeared, and when his foot moved, he also disappeared.
"Where is he going?" Yi Qingqiu asked.
"Kaiyang Palace," the butterfly in the flower said slowly.
Over the Kaiyang Palace, the red clothes appeared, without any delay, turned his hand and bent his bow, and arrows shot straight towards the Emperor Yuan in the central heaven.
The old eunuch was furious, whisking the dust into three thousand silver threads, blocking the light of arrows, but seeing the light of the arrow, the sword appeared in the arrow, and the sword fell into the sky, and the entire central heavenly court shook.
With a bang, the old eunuch blushed and took a few steps back.
After the sword stance, the sky-shattering arrows shot out one after another, three arrows in a row, chasing stars and moons, terrifying power, shaking the world.
"Xiao Xiaojie, it's you again"
The red spear glowed in the sky, and the thirteenth prince appeared, with a heroic appearance, swung the spear to block the arrow, slammed a few times, took a step back, and blocked an arrow.
With a stab, Yi Hongmian left his arm, arrows swept across, blood spurted out, and dyed his shirt red.
On the other side of the palace, a man in purple and white clothes watched silently, his eyes were deep and calm, and he had no intention of going to help.
"Eldest Prince," a guard in armor knelt on the ground and said respectfully.
"How?" Yi Chaohui said.
"As the prince expected, Bailu Academy was attacked by the primitive land, but the fourth prince also went," the guard in Jiayi reported back.
"Four Brothers"
Yi Chaohui frowned slightly. His father summoned him and asked all the princes to return to the palace. The fourth brother went to the academy at this time, which was undoubtedly a blatant disobedience.
Among the princes, he is most afraid of the fourth prince, and the fourth younger brother is the least worried. He doesn't know what the fourth is thinking. He doesn't believe that there are really people in the world who don't love power at all.
"Where's Lao Jiu, are you back?" Yi Chaohui asked again.
"The ninth prince is on his way back to the palace, and he should be back before dawn," the guard said respectfully.
"Well, I see, you go down first," Yi Chaohui said calmly.
"Yes"
The guard saluted, then turned and left.
"Father, if you are in the Supreme Realm, how long will I have to wait for this position?" Yi Chaohui looked forward, his eyes getting darker and darker.
In the central heaven, the arrows shine like rainbows, and the sword intent is surging, piercing the void one after another, and there is no way to avoid it.
The opponent who did not see his figure was so powerful that he was shocked. He saw another arrow shot. I don't know if it was because of lack of strength or intentional. The thirteenth prince suddenly stumbled, and the arrow swept across his right arm and swept straight towards the Yuan Emperor.
However, at this moment, in the central heavenly court, another arrow edged across and slammed straight into the arrow light in front of Emperor Yuan.
The two arrows collided, the aftermath swayed, and the old eunuch reacted, and the whisk in his hand turned into a barrier, blocking the Emperor Yuan.
"The Zhao Family"
Above the void, Ning Chen's eyes narrowed, it seems that the last time he made a move, Yuan Huang became wary and reached some kind of agreement with the Zhao family.
In the Central Heavenly Court, an old man in blue clothes appeared, with an old face like a withered face, and in his hand, a pitch-black ink bow, which was cold and biting, very extraordinary.
Ten years later, Ning Chen didn't dare to be careless when he saw the people of the Zhao family again. When he was in Shenzhou, he had a general understanding of the Zhao family from the predecessors of Jianpu. Later, when he saw Luo Xingchen, it became clearer The horror of this family.
His impression of the Zhao family is very general. Even Luo Xingchen, who betrayed the Zhao family, is not a fuel-efficient lamp to be honest. If it weren't for the troubled world of Hades, he and this freak would have to fight.
Poshang bent the bow, Feng Yuan gathered, affecting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, condensing into a bloody arrow, the next moment, the blood arrow swept out, tore open the void, and swept straight to the central heaven.
In front of Emperor Yuan, the blue-clothed old man was concentrating and bending his bow. At this moment, a purple-red figure came, and after two steps, instantly reached between the two.
The green moth came out of its sheath, the sound of the mournful sword sounded, and the sword broke the arrow, and the rest of the waves were surging.
In the void, Ning Chen retracted his bow, stopped shooting, turned and left.
He rushed to the Kaiyang Palace before the fourth prince, but he did not want to confront him directly. Now that Yi Xuanmiao is back, it is impossible for him to take action against the Emperor Yuan again.
Below, Yi Xuanmiao looked at the blurry figure in the dark, narrowed his eyes, thoughtfully, but did not chase.
"Four Emperor Brothers" the thirteenth prince stepped forward with a smile on his face and called.
"How's the injury?" Yi Xuanmiao glanced at the former and said calmly.
"Thank you brother for your concern, the red crown is fine," the thirteenth prince responded.
"That's good, you stay here, I'm going back"
After speaking, Yi Xuanmiao didn't stop, and walked towards his bedroom.
No one noticed that at this time, in the ups and downs of the purple air, Yuan Huang opened his eyes and looked at the four sons who were leaving. A complexion flashed in his eyes. After a short moment, his emotions were covered, and he closed his eyes again.
This son is the son he values the most, but also the son he fears the most. Before entering the supreme realm of the world, it is the best choice to maintain the current relationship.
In front of the Bailu Academy, after a war, it was devastated. One after another academy gentlemen led the students to clean up the corpses outside the academy. To the east of the academy, in the lake pavilion, two women sat looking at each other, and the atmosphere was a little dignified for a while.
"What's going on?" Hua Zhongdie said. "I don't know very well, the month you left, the Primal Land has been moving frequently. According to my guess, there should be a second Avatar Realm Demon Venerable in the Primordial Land. Otherwise, with Yao Qiluo alone, it is impossible to dare to dare. So blatantly tearing up the original
The agreement between the land and the world," Yi Qingqiu said with a solemn expression.
"If this is the case, it will be troublesome," Hua Zhongdie said condensedly.
"There are more troubles"
Before he finished speaking, the red light gathered, Ning Chen walked out, looked at the two people in the lake pavilion, and said solemnly, "Emperor Yuan will soon step into the Supreme Realm, and he can't stop it."
"I'll kill him"
Hua Zhongdie heard the words, got up and said solemnly, now that there are enough troubles, plus a Yuan Huang who is ill-conceived, the situation in the academy is really dangerous.
"Don't be reckless"
Ning Chen shook his head and stopped, "In the Central Heavenly Court, Emperor Yuan's power will be greatly enhanced. With Senior Sister's strength, he may be able to defeat him, but it is almost impossible to kill him."
"Do you just sit and wait like this?" A cold color flashed in the butterfly's eyes, and he said. Ning Chen was silent, walked to the pavilion in the lake, poured himself a cup of tea, and said slowly, "Give me a moment, let me think about it"