Primeval Demonic Realm, in the wilderness of Western Xinjiang, the swordsman and the demon faced each other. After several deadly encounters, they temporarily gave up their murderous intent.
At night, the two people stood looking at each other, with murderous intent deep in their eyes. However, when there was no absolute certainty, no one would take action easily.
"Marquis of Knowing Fate, let's talk."
Xuanluo looked at the young man in front of him and said calmly, "How about I can continue to hide your identity for you, and even help you deal with Xuanzhen? With your situation in the Heavenly Demon Royal Clan, getting rid of Xuanzhen should be imperative."
Ning Chen narrowed his eyes and said with an indifferent expression, "Didn't you already take refuge in Xuanzhen? With your strength, Xuanzhen will definitely put him to good use, why do you still want to rebel?"
"Rebel? Ha"
Xuanluo smiled coldly and said, "A Xuanzhen is not qualified to be my Xuanluo's master. Marquis of Knowing Fate, please seriously consider my proposal. Instead of you and I losing in a fight, we might as well choose to join forces to achieve our respective goals."
"What do you want, or what can you get by joining forces with me?" Ning Chen said lightly.
"I want Heavenly Demon Clan's luck." Xuanluo said solemnly.
"Oh?"
Ning Chen heard this, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and said, "Heavenly Demon Clan's luck can only be inherited by the two princes. Do you think you have this chance?"
"It doesn't seem to be happening now, but that doesn't mean it won't happen in the future."
Xuanluo said with a smile, "Now the five royal families have joined forces with Demon Slaying, and Demonic Emperor Kunyi is trapped in Farthest East. Heavenly Demon Clan seems to be in its prime, but in fact it is full of crises. When the time comes, the emperors of the five royal families will definitely take action. Then the opportunity I have been waiting for will come."
Ning Chen frowned, Heavenly Demon Clan's luck can be obtained so easily. If that were the case, the two princes Xuanzhen and Xuan Qing would not fight to the death over this.
Xuanluo must have a conspiracy or basis that he doesn't know about, otherwise he wouldn't be so eager to cooperate with him.
While thinking, two carriages turned back in front, getting faster and faster. Apparently they noticed the fluctuations of the battle behind them and rushed back.
"What are you thinking about, Marquis of Knowing Fate? This should be a harmless thing for you. By cooperating with me, you will not only be free from the worries of exposing your identity, but you will also have one more ally to deal with First Prince. Why not?" Xuanluo felt the approaching aura ahead and asked again.
Ning Chen looked at the demon in front of him quietly. After a moment, a smile appeared on his face and he said, "Perhaps you are right. In the current situation, we should put aside our grudges and join forces to fight against greater dangers."
Xuanluo smiled and said, "Exactly."
"Then I wish us happy cooperation in advance." Ning Chen raised his hand and said with a smile.
"Happy cooperation!"
Xuanluo took a step forward, also raised his hand and gave it a high five.
Bang!
A palm that weighed more than Mount Tai shook the mountains and the earth. The two high-fived, announcing that their hatred was suspended and their cooperation was beginning to take shape.
Looking into each other's eyes and smiling, the murderous intent was still hard to hide. Neither of them said anything more and walked away.
The two people running away from each other disappeared into the night. Ming Ming It is destiny that swordsmen and demons will never go the same way.
Ahead, with rumbling sounds, two carriages came quickly one after the other. On the carriage, two Demonic General saw the young man walking alone in the night, immediately got out of the carriage and saluted respectfully.
"Thirteenth Prince, the end will come later, please forgive me."
"Get up."
Ning Chen said calmly, "The assassins have retreated, let's return to the city."
"Yes!"
The two Demonic General respectfully took their orders.
The next moment, the two carriages set off again, rumbling through the night, and rushed towards Three Imperial Cities.
In the Western Territory, Heavenly Demon Grand Camp, Xuanluo returned. In the handsome tent, Xuanzhen was waiting. When he saw the person coming, he asked calmly, "How is it?"
"Failed."
Xuanluo said with a gloomy expression, "Thirteenth Prince is not unconscious at all, and his strength is even better than before. Perhaps, the death of Prince Xuanmie is related to him. At first, he was able to swallow half of my body, and now he can also attack Prince Xuanmie."
"Probably not."
Xuanzhen stood up, shook his head slightly and said, "Xuan Yue and I have checked and found that there is no real energy fluctuation in Thirteenth Brother's body. If he swallowed the uncle Xuanmie's body, it would be impossible to hide it so perfectly."
Xuanluo fell silent after hearing this and said nothing more.
"You should step back first. Thirteenth Brother has an extraordinary mind and is not so easy to deal with. Let's look for opportunities in the future." Xuanzhen said lightly.
"My subordinates resign."
Xuanluo saluted respectfully, then turned and retreated.
Seeing the former leave, Xuanzhen's expression gradually darkened. Unexpectedly, he failed again this time. This Thirteenth Imperial Brother is really difficult to deal with.
In the distance, under the night, two carriages were speeding past, Desolate Beast galloping, so fast that it was difficult to see with the naked eye.
As the night passed, the first ray of morning light fell on the eastern sky, dispelling the cold air between heaven and earth.
In the carriage ahead, Plain-clothed Figure was sitting quietly, his clothes Sword Intent were all restrained, just like a mortal, without the slightest edge.
In the carriage at the rear, the two Demonic General looked at the carriage in front, amazed in their hearts. His Highness the Crown Prince was assassinated last night. The huge movement could be clearly felt thousands of miles away. Thirteenth Prince's sword was too amazing.
After driving for a day and a night, just as the scorching sun set again, ahead, Three Imperial Cities appeared in front of us. The ancient and majestic Primeval Demonic Realm, the largest city, was spectacular and shocking.
In front of Three Imperial Cities, Desolate Beast stopped, Ning Chen got off the carriage and walked towards the imperial city.
In the sky, the white tiger that had been following secretly fell from the sky, landed next to the former, and walked forward together.
"I've seen Thirteenth Prince."
In front of the city gate, one after another Imperial Guards officers and soldiers saw the incoming person, their expressions were startled, and they immediately saluted respectfully.
"Get up."
Ning Chen said something and led the white tiger into the city.
Nine Nether King's Estate, Ning Chen came and entered the mansion directly without any notification.
"Master."
In the royal palace, Ning Chen saluted respectfully.
"Back."
In the void, a familiar voice sounded, and at the same time, Demonic Qi surged, and an illusory figure walked out, looked at the disciple in front of him, and asked, "Are you injured?"
"It's okay."
Ning Chen responded, "It's just a minor injury."
Xuan Jiuyou nodded and said, "Qihuang Island and our team, are there any gains?"
"Yeah."
Ning Chen responded lightly, "I got what I wanted, but I haven't had time to practice yet."
Xuan Jiuyou didn't ask any more questions and continued, "Your cultivation is not easy to recover. Don't place all your hopes on the inheritance of the Qihuang clan."
"Disciple understands."
Ning Chen nodded and said, "However, if you give up without trying, there will really be no hope at all. If this method does not work, the disciple will find another method and will not just give up."
"Just be mentally prepared."
Xuan Jiuyou said seriously, "One more thing, do you have any friendship with Gou Huang from the Wu clan?"
"We've met a few times, but we can't get along with each other."
Ning Chen frowned and said, "Master, why would you ask this?"
"Now Primeval Demonic Realm is surrounded by enemies on all sides, and the war is tense. There are already calls for peace talks among the royal family. Outside of the ancient battle of Blood Moon, Gou Huang once protected you. This matter is known to the world. If the peace talks between the royal family and the five major royal families are divided, you will be the best candidate to send an envoy to the Witch Clan." Xuan Jiuyou said calmly.
Ning Chen heard this, his expression became solemn, and he said, "Thank you, Master, for informing me."
Peace talks? Heavenly Demon Royal Clan really thinks too much.
The five royal families have already sent troops. If they accept the peace talks at this time, they will undoubtedly dig their own graves. When Heavenly Demon Royal Clan recovers and Demonic Emperor Kunyi returns, it will be the end of the five royal families.
"You are injured, go back and rest first."
Xuan Jiuyou said.
"Disciple, please retire."
Ning Chen saluted respectfully, turned around and retreated.
Nine Nether King's Estate Outside, when the white tiger saw his master coming out, he immediately stepped forward and roared in a low voice.
"Let's go back home."
Ning Chen said something and immediately walked towards Crown Prince's Estate.
Thirteenth Prince's Manor, Shi Yu Shi Qing are waiting anxiously in the mansion. They go to the mansion from time to time to wait and see, waiting for His Highness to return.
They have already heard the news about His Highness entering the city. His Highness will probably come back after seeing Nine Nether Demonic Emperor.
Just when the two women were anxious, a figure in plain clothes appeared in front of the house, walking towards them step by step.
"Your Highness is back."
Shi Qing's sharp eyes caught sight of a familiar figure walking in the distance, and he immediately called out.
Shi Yu Hearing this, he walked forward quickly, his beautiful eyes showing excitement.
In front of Crown Prince's Estate, Ning Chen came over. Seeing the two people waiting in front, he smiled and said, "I'm back."
"I have met His Highness!"
Shi Yu, Shi Qing saluted excitedly.
"No need to be polite."
Ning Chen smiled and said, "Don't stand here anymore, go back home."
"Yeah."
Shi Yu, Shi Qing stood up, suppressing the excitement in their hearts, and watched His Highness enter the mansion.
"Roar"
Bai Hu walked past the two of them, roared in a low voice, and then walked into the mansion in a swaggering manner.
Shi Yu, Shi Qing subconsciously took a step back, and then noticed the white tiger behind His Highness.
Ning Chen ignored Bai Hu's demonstration, walked into the hall, and sat down on the main seat.
Many people must have known the news of his return. Today, the mansion will not be too quiet.
Ninth Prince's Manor, Xuan Que Listening to the report from the black-clothed hidden stakes in front, they nodded slightly and said, "I understand, get back."
"Yes."
The hidden stake took the order and disappeared.
Xuan Que stood up and looked outside. A flash of concentration flashed across his face. Thirteenth Brother was finally back.
Now that Xuanzhen has gone to the front line and Xuan Qing is grounded, it is a good opportunity for them to develop their power. As Imperial Prince, no one will be indifferent to the position of unification. He believes that as long as they bring down the two princes, Three Demonic Emperors will have to reconsider the candidate to inherit the unification.
They Imperial Prince cannot be crowned princes just because their maternal bloodline is not pure. This is too unfair to them.
At the same time, on the northern battlefield, the Wu Clan army moved south with all its strength, exerting all its strength to put pressure on the Heavenly Demon Royal Clan.
In front of hundreds of thousands of witch clan troops, twelve women with different styles stood in the sky, their powerful aura filling the air, making people look at them.
"Twelve Witch Queens"
In front of the demon army, Xuan Kong, the fifth prince of the demon, looked at the twelve women in front of him, his expression condensed.
Twelve Witch Queens is out, trouble.