Heavenly Demon Grand Camp, after a big battle, everything was devastated, Azure-Armored Army arrived, joined the remaining demon army, and immediately strengthened the defensive formation.
In the military camp, Xuanzhen looked increasingly gloomy as he listened to the reports of the two Demonic Generals.
"Xuanmie Prince's body is gone?"
Xuanzhen said in a deep voice, "Are you sure that Prince Xuanmie's body was not taken away by Western Sacred Domain's people in the chaos?"
"Your Majesty, the people of Western Sacred Domain did want to fight for the prince's body, but they were blocked by Thirteenth Prince."
A Demonic General responded respectfully, "Then the natural disaster suddenly came, and Western Sacred Domain's people withdrew their troops. Prince Thirteenth Prince and Xuanmie were in the center of the natural disaster. We couldn't see clearly what happened inside. When the natural disaster was over, Thirteenth Prince fell into a coma, and the body of Prince Xuanmie also disappeared."
Xuanzhen frowned. The demon prince's physical body was not inferior to any magical weapon. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be destroyed so easily in the catastrophe.
In the tent not far away, Su Yi's figure was lying quietly on the bed. On the side, Tenth Imperial Daughter Xuan Yue patiently checked the injuries in the former's body, his eyes slightly narrowed.
It turns out that the legendary story about Thirteenth Imperial Brother's complete loss of cultivation is true.
She, Thirteenth Imperial Brother, is really extraordinary for being able to survive the catastrophe without any cultivation.
After probing for a long time, Xuan Yue's right palm Condensing Essence, vast Demonic Qi surged into the former's body.
Outside the camp, Xuanzhen, after listening to the report of the two Demonic General, moved his eyes to the camp behind him, with a cold look in his eyes.
Thirteenth Brother and Xuan Qing have joined the same camp and must not stay. However, there are many eyes and ears in the military camp, so it is not easy to attack them, so they can only find other ways.
"Your Highness."
At this time, in the Azure-Armored Army, a familiar figure came over and saluted respectfully.
"What's the matter? Xuanluo."
Xuanzhen looked at the person in front of him and said calmly.
"Your Highness, please send Thirteenth Prince back to the imperial city for medical treatment."
Xuanluo is right.
"Oh?"
When Xuanzhen heard this, his eyes showed a strange color and he said, "Are you sure?"
Xuanluo nodded and said, "With his current injuries, he has almost no ability to resist. Killing him will be easy."
"That's good"
Xuanzhen responded, "I will find a reason to send Thirteenth Brother back to the imperial city. After that, it will depend on what you can do. Remember, don't miss the opportunity and don't be careless."
"My subordinate understands."
Xuanluo flashed a sneer on his face and said, "A lion fights a rabbit with all his strength. I won't let such a good opportunity go to waste."
"First Imperial Brother."
While the two were talking, Xuan Yue walked out of the rear camp, looked at First Prince in front of him, and said, "Thirteenth Imperial Brother's injury is not serious, and it will be difficult to recover in a short time. Now that Mister Feng has encountered an accident, he can no longer treat Thirteenth Imperial Brother. It may be a better choice to send Thirteenth Imperial Brother back to the imperial city."
Xuanzhen listened, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curved. He really came up with whatever he was thinking about. Since Xuan Yue spoke first, it saved him the trouble of finding excuses.
"Let's just follow what Tenth Sister said."
Xuanzhen gathered his thoughts and said with a smile, "Now that the war is tense and the emperor's brother is too busy, we can only leave the matter of Thirteenth Imperial Brother to the tenth sister."
"Brother Fang Xin, I will make arrangements."
Xuan Yue responded lightly, turned around again and walked into the camp.
Xuan Yue After entering the account, Xuanzhen looked back at the man in front of him and said calmly, "The opportunity has come, go and prepare."
"My subordinates resign."
Xuanluo saluted respectfully, then turned and left.
In front of the tent, Xuanzhen stood quietly, his expression getting colder and colder. It was Xuan Yue who arranged Thirteenth Brother's affairs. Once something unexpected happened to Thirteenth Brother, no one else would be able to suspect him.
Inside the tent, Plain-clothed Figure was sleeping peacefully, with his white hair dyed red and extremely dazzling.
As the sun sets and the moon rises, outside the military camp, three carriages leave one after another. Desolate Beast pulls the carriage. The speed is so fast that it is difficult to see clearly. Not long after, they disappear into the night one after another.
In front of the military camp, two figures stood in the darkness, watching the three carriages leave.
"Ten sisters are indeed cautious. The three carriages left at different times and are not too far apart. If something happens to one of the carriages, the people in the other two carriages will quickly know and leave with Thirteenth Brother. Therefore, you must hit the target with one hit and there is no chance of making a wrong choice." Xuanzhen said coldly.
Xuanluo nodded and said, "Others may have made a wrong choice, but Thirteenth Prince's power was taken from his subordinates. It is absolutely impossible for me to make this mistake."
Xuanzhen nodded lightly and said, "It's best this way. Go ahead and wait until Thirteenth Brother is gone before you take action. Don't leave any clues."
"Yes!"
Xuanluo responded respectfully, without further delay, he stepped forward and quickly chased after him.
Under the night, Primeval Demonic Realm on the land of Western Xinjiang, Desolate Beast pulled the chariot, and three carriages drove past one after another, and the rumbling sound broke the silence of the night.
Just as the three carriages were driving nearly ten thousand miles away, Demonic Qi surged above the void. Not long after, a powerful palm force broke through the air and shattered the carriage at the rear with a loud bang.
In the carriage, a Demonic General swept out with the unconscious Ning Chen, avoiding the fatal palm.
In the void, among the turbulent Demonic Qi, the figure of Xuanluo slowly descended, looked at Demonic General blocking the front, and said calmly, "Put Thirteenth Prince down, and I will spare your life."
"It can't be done."
Demonic General responded with a sinking expression.
"Then go to hell."
Xuanluo snorted coldly, stopped talking nonsense, took a step forward, and the figure rushed out quickly.
Demonic General The rotating halberd and the heavy halberd break through the air to greet those who are coming.
The palms and halberds clashed, and there was a roar, and violent vibrations resounded throughout the wilderness.
Xuanluo The whole body was burned with demonic flames. The power body was urged again, and Demonic General flew in front of his eyes.
Ten steps away, Demonic General stumbled to steady himself, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.
The clear difference in strength is just one move, and the difference is clear.
"Six Heavenly Demonic Extremes, Star Transformation."
The royal family reappeared, Xuanluo raised his hand, big stars appeared one after another, and the unparalleled power of the stars crashed into Demonic General in front of him.
"Uh"
With a muffled groan, blood stained the air, Demonic General stepped back continuously, unable to bear the power of the royal family.
"You're not bad, but you met me!"
Before he finished speaking, Xuanluo rushed in front of Demonic General and punched through his body, bringing out a waterfall of dazzling blood.
"Uh"
There was a muffled groan, and blood spurted out from Demonic General's chest, splattering on his face. The desolate scene was unbearable.
"Princess Ten, I did my best."
Demonic General looked through the dark night towards the distant military camp. After finishing his last words, his hands dropped weakly, and his soul returned to Yellow Springs.
Xuanluo took out his arm and looked at Demonic General who fell into the dust, silent.
Loyal and brave soldiers deserve respect at all times, but it is a pity that he cannot spare his life.
Demonic General died in battle, Xuanluo looked at Plain-clothed Figure who was still unconscious not far away, stepped forward step by step, but did not rush to take action.
In this world, the person he wants to get rid of most is undoubtedly Marquis of Knowing Fate from the world in front of him.
However, this person is definitely not someone who is easy to deal with. In their several encounters, whether it was when he had an absolute advantage in strength or later when their strengths were narrowed, he never took any advantage.
The most fearful thing about this boy is not his force, but his unfathomable scheming.
If he said that this kid put himself in such a dangerous situation without any backup plan, he would be the first to not believe it.
"Marquis of Knowing Fate, the eyeliner around you has been removed. There is no need to pretend anymore. Get up. I have something to talk to you about." Xuanluo looked at the former and said in a deep voice.
In front of him, the sleeping figure still made no movement, as if he was really in a coma and never woke up.
Xuanluo narrowed his eyes, paused for a moment, and then stepped forward step by step.
Ten steps ago, Xuanluo's figure stopped, holding the magic element secretly in his hand, preparing for a thunderous strike.
After a few breaths of stalemate, Xuanluo no longer hesitated, his figure swept out, and his heavy palm came down with thunder.
At this moment, thousands of demons roared in the sky, and demon shadows appeared one after another, working together to block the former's palm.
In the earth-shattering vibration, dust and sand surged like waves, obscuring the view.
Ahead, Plain-clothed Figure disappeared at some point, and Xuanluo's expression changed at the same time, retreating rapidly.
But at this moment, in the dusty waves, a dazzling sword light appeared. It was so beautiful and perfect that it was not like a human sword.
After condensing the sword for a long time, a sword shook the sky. After the dust wave, Plain-clothed Figure passed by, and the sword opened Yellow Springs Road.
"Uh"
The sword entered his body and blood overflowed. Xuanluo made a quick decision and raised his hand to grab the edge of the sword and stop the sword's power.
"One Sword, Formless."
Ning Chen Step forward, spin the sword, push it out with one palm, and then help another step.
The sword edge advanced another inch, and Xuanluo's feet retreated again and again. Blood continued to drip from his chest and the hand holding the sword, staining the Crimson Sword edge.
"Marquis of Knowing Fate, you can't kill me!"
Xuanluo's expression turned cold, his palm energy regrouped, and he struck back forcefully.
Seeing this, Ning Chen drew his sword and swept aside, avoiding the former's palm.
Ten feet away, Ning Chen stood still and did not rush to take action anymore. He looked at the man in front of him with no concealment of murderous intent in his eyes.
Xuanluo's strength is even better than before. Even though he has not reached the late stage of King Realm, he is not far behind.
"How about, can we talk?"
Xuanluo looked at the young man in front of him and said in a deep voice, "I said you can't kill me. Now, I'm not sure I can get rid of you either. Why don't we put aside our grudges for the time being and talk about it."
"What can we talk about between you and me?" Ning Chen said with a cold expression.
"In this Primeval Demonic Realm, I am the only one who knows your identity. It may be okay now, but once the war between the two realms breaks out, Primeval Demonic Realm and the human race will become mortal enemies. Do you think that by then, Three Demonic Emperors will let you go?" Xuanluo said solemnly.
"Just say what you want, I won't stop you."
Ning Chen waved his hand and put away the sword, and said calmly, "However, you also said that it was after the war between the two realms broke out. Now, Primeval Demonic Realm and the human race have not yet reached the point of life and death. Even if you reveal my identity, Three Demonic Emperors will not do anything to me for the sake of Xuan Jiuyou. By then, do you think my master will tolerate your existence anymore?"
When Xuanluo heard this, his expression darkened. He had been hiding this secret all this time, largely because he was afraid of the terrible Nine Nether Demonic Emperor.
Jiuyou is known to the world to protect his shortcomings. For this disciple, Xuan Jiuyou has fought with Three Demonic Emperors in the imperial city more than once. This is something that everyone has seen with their own eyes.
"Put away your threats. A lose-lose outcome will not benefit you. I think you will not be stupid enough to make this choice." Ning Chen said calmly.
"Marquis of Knowing Fate of Great Xia really understands human nature."
Xuanluo said in a deep voice, "Then you and I will talk about cooperation."
(End of chapter)