Primeval Demonic Realm, in the shocked eyes of all parties, Thirteenth Prince of Heavenly Demons left and disappeared from the eastern sky.
The passage between the two realms is opened, Zhi Ming returns, and returns to Outer Heavens.
In the sky above Three Emperors Hall, all the powerful emperors looked at this scene, their expressions all condensed.
Thirteenth Prince of Heavenly Demons is actually Outer Heavens!
"Retreat!"
Tian Xin spoke and said in a condensed voice.
After giving the order, the Wu Clan army immediately ordered their troops to retreat and quickly retreated.
Not far away, Lord of the Holy Domain and Shendu Holy Lord also stopped fighting and left the battlefield.
In the sky above Three Emperors Hall, an astonishing Demonic Qi surged, and Demonic Emperor Kunyi fell from the sky. Looking at the retreating emperors of the three clans, murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
"Kunyi, you came back too late!"
Not far away, Scaly Emperor spoke in a deep voice.
Demonic Emperor Kunyi looked back and looked at Seven Luminaries Demonic Emperor who was dying on the ground. He took a step forward and was in front of the latter.
With a soft drink, Chaos Demonic Essence surged out of Demonic Emperor Kunyi's body, continuously sinking into Seven Luminaries Demonic Emperor's body, protecting its last trace of life flame.
In the void, Xuanqi and Asura fell from the sky, looking at the tragic scene in front of them, their faces darkened.
"Xuanqi, Asura, summon all Eight Legions to end this war." Demonic Emperor Kunyi said calmly.
"Yes!"
The two of them took the order, turned around and left in front of the Three Emperors Hall.
Nine Nether King's Estate, the magic flame gradually converged, Xuan Jiuyou looked at the eastern sky with his eyes, and sighed softly in his heart.
"Master, I'm sorry!"
In the royal palace, an illusory Plain-clothed Figure appeared and bowed respectfully.
"Is all of this a trap set by you?"
Xuan Jiuyou said with emotion on his face.
"Yes."
In the void, the incarnation of Ning Chen nodded and answered truthfully, "The hundreds of tribes have already had the ambition to invade Outer Heavens. For the safety of the human race, the disciples can only strike first and severely damage the hundreds of tribes led by the Heavenly Demon Royal Clan."
"You impressed my teacher with admiration."
Xuan Jiuyou sighed, not only did Heavenly Demon Royal Clan suffer heavy losses in this round, the Wu Clan, Western Sacred Domain, Stone Clan, Scale Clan, and some royal families, almost the entire Primeval Demonic Realm were involved in this war, and their vitality was severely damaged.
"Outer Heavens The human race is weak. If hundreds of races invade, the human race will definitely be defeated. For the safety of the human race, this disciple has no choice but to take this step and let the master down." In the void, Ning Chen bowed again and apologized.
"With this stance, you are not wrong. What is wrong is just the unsatisfied human heart."
Xuan Jiuyou looked at the demonic shadows in front of the Three Emperors Hall in the distance, and continued, "Queen Mother of the West The seal has been broken, and the war between the two worlds is inevitable. Even if Primeval Demonic Realm suffers a catastrophe, its strength is still higher than that of the Outer Heavens human race. Now that Four Great Immortal Realms no longer exists, no one will help the human race anymore. You must be mentally prepared."
"Thank you, Master, for reminding me. Disciple understands." Ning Chen said respectfully.
"From now on, I hope you and I will never see each other again." Xuan Jiuyou sighed deeply and said.
Ning Chen is silent and has different positions. If we meet again, we can only be enemies. In this case, maybe it is better not to see each other.
After a long time, Ning Chen bowed respectfully again without saying anything more. The figure faded and disappeared.
Outer Heavens, Hongluan Star Domain, in the fog of the star field, Ning Chen walked out, and saw the dim Queen Mother's Hairpin not far away from the corner of his eye, and frowned slightly.
He waved his hand and took a picture of Queen Mother's Hairpin. Ning Chen looked back at the two-realm passage behind him. After a moment, he turned around and left.
Primeval Demonic Realm was seriously injured after this battle. Even if he wanted to start a war with the human race, he would still need time to prepare. During this period, he had to make arrangements as soon as possible.
Ten days later, at the junction of All Heavens Starfield and Luojia Starfield, Plain-clothed Figure appeared in the sky above Moon Worshipper Ancient Land. He waved away the large formation that was blocking the front and stepped into it.
At this moment, every Moon Worshipper Clan person in Moon Worshipper Ancient Land felt it and looked towards the sky.
In front of the altar, a white-haired old woman was shaking slightly, with an excited look on her face.
"I've seen High Priest!"
After many years, a familiar face appeared again. Thousands of the Moon Worshipper Clan clan members knelt down and saluted, welcoming the return of High Priest.
In the void, the figure of Ning Chen descended from the sky. He looked at the people in front of him and said with a smile, "Get up."
"Thank you High Priest."
Everyone kowtowed and immediately stood up one after another.
In the distance, a cyan woman stood quietly, as quiet and graceful as ice, looking at the young man in front of her, a faint smile flashed across her beautiful face.
"Master!"
Behind the woman, an excited voice sounded, and the uncontrollable longing was so clear.
In front of thousands of the Moon Worshipper Clan people, Ning Chen turned around, looked at the two people in the distance, and said with a smile, "Sister Qing Ling, Ruoxi, you are well."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the fragrant wind blowing towards his nostrils. Before he could react, a warm body fell into his arms and he began to sob softly.
Ning Chen stretched out his hand, patted the head of the person in his arms, and said with a smile, "Okay, isn't the young master back?"
In the distance, Qing Ling walked towards us with a smile on his face that was refreshing.
"Pa"
Walking forward, Qing Ling raised his hand and knocked the person in front of him on the forehead. His smile was a bit dangerous and he said, "I've been gone for so many years without any news. It's really tough."
When Ning Chen heard this, he paused and the smile on his face immediately froze. After a moment, he said with a smile, "I'm sorry for making you worry, Sister Qing Ling. I left in a hurry and didn't have time to say hello. I won't do it next time."
In Ning Chen's arms, Ruoxi raised his head, looked at the woman on the side, and said softly, "Sister Qing Ling, the young master must have been delayed on something important, so please don't scold him."
Qing Ling smiled helplessly. It is true that women are outgoing. In this girl's eyes, whatever her young master does is right.
"Where is Yin'er, why don't you see that girl?"
Ning Chen glanced around and wondered, according to Yin'er's character, he should run faster than anyone else when he comes back.
"Yin'er and Nariyuki went out."
Qing Ling responded softly, "Calculating the time, it's almost time to come back."
Ning Chen nodded and said, "During the time I left, did anything major happen in the world and Outer Heavens? Did anything happen to the powerful people of the hundreds of races here?"
"The hundreds of tribes, except for the Scale Clan, are relatively peaceful. However, the Scale Clan has caused quite a stir these days..."
Qing Ling roughly told what happened to Outer Heavens over the years, including Yin'er being severely injured by Di Mingtian, and Scaly King starting the life sacrifice formation.
Ning Chen listened quietly, with a looming murderous intent. No wonder he felt something happened to Phoenix Body when he was at the Primeval Demonic Realm. It turned out that so many things happened to Outer Heavens during his absence.
"Yin'er How is it now?"
After listening, Ning Chen asked with some worry.
"I saved my life, and my cultivation and strength have improved a lot. However, the injury was too serious at the beginning. Although I barely escaped death, it also left a lot of sequelae, and I still can't recover." Qing Ling said in a heavy tone.
While the two were talking, a figure in white appeared in the sky above the Holy Land. Holding Yin'er, who was seriously injured and unconscious, in her arms, she jumped into the Holy Land.
A familiar aura appeared, and in the holy land, Ning Chen looked back, looked at the sky, and narrowed his eyes.
Back.
In the void, Mu Chengxue also felt the familiar aura below, stepped over it, and swept down.
A moment later, in Moon Worshipper Sacred Land, the two people looking at each other looked calm. They met again after decades. There were no tears in their eyes, no affection for children, and some just nodded in greeting.
"Yin'er is injured, but it's not serious. It will take a while to recover." Mu Chengxue stepped forward, sent the girl out in his arms, and explained.
Ning Chen took the unconscious Yin'er and said softly, "Thank you for all the hard work these years."
"It should be."
Mu Chengxue said calmly, looked at the two people around him, nodded and said hello, and then walked forward.
From behind, Qing Ling looked at the former's retreating back, with a trace of pity flashing in his eyes.
Chengxue's character is somewhat similar to that of Ning Chen. The strength and pride in her bones are beyond the reach of ordinary people. She chose to practice Grand Forgetfulness of Emotion for the sake of Huangcheng and shouldered the glory of Huangcheng alone. Since then, the road between her and Ning Chen has been bumpy and difficult.
Although they are obviously in love, the two of them have always been unable to truly come together. I don't know if fate has played a trick on them or if they are really destined to be together.
"Sister Qing Ling, I will take Yin'er to heal first." Ning Chen said with a smile on his face.
"Yeah"
Qing Ling nodded.
"I'll go too."
On the side, Ruoxi volunteered.
Ning Chen chuckled and said, "Come on."
Ruoxi laughed happily and followed quickly.
In a quiet room in the east wing of the Holy Land, Ning Chen put down the girl in his arms and said, "Little Gourd, help me with a little favor."
As soon as the words fell, space formations filled the air, and Little Gourd flew out, looking at the unconscious woman on the bed with big eyes, frowning, looking back at the man behind him, and said in a childish voice, "Immortal leader, you have to compensate."
Ning Chen smiled and said, "Okay."
Hearing the former's promise, Little Gourd turned around with satisfaction, bit his finger open with some fear of pain, and carefully dripped blood into the mouth of the woman in front of him.
"Okay."
After finishing, Little Gourd flew back and asked for credit, "Master Immortal, don't forget to compensate."
"I won't forget it." Ning Chen nodded.
Outside the room, in the courtyard of the guest room next door, a beautiful figure in white stands quietly, with an unparalleled face like a relegated fairy, which no one dares to blaspheme.
In the east, the bright moon rises, and the night wind blows, slightly chilling.
In the next room, Ning Chen stepped out of the room, looking at the bright moon in the sky, with a gentle smile on his face.
Separated by a wall, both of them felt each other's presence, but neither of them said a word. They just looked at the moon in the sky quietly, cherishing this hard-won time.
Not far away, Ruoxi looked at the young master in front of him, curled his lips and said, "I don't know what the young master and Miss Mu are thinking. Even though the other party is right in front of them, neither of them want to say what they are thinking."
"It's not that I don't want to say it, it's that I can't."
Qing Ling sighed, "Since we can't promise, it's better not to say anything."
"I don't understand."
Ruoxi thought about it and felt a little headache. Fortunately, A'man went back to Heavenly Secret Peak not long ago to pay homage to her master, otherwise things here would have been more complicated.