The morning light travels westward, and the ghost sedan is speeding, racing between life and death. The surrounding scenes pass by in the blink of an eye, extremely fast.
The foggy forest is in front of you, and the morning light behind you is getting closer and closer. The next moment, the morning sun shines on the ghost sedan, and the sky fire comes.
The moment the ghost sedan rushed into the foggy forest, flames ignited on Ning Chen's body. Pain beyond the limit of endurance was heard. A muffled groan sounded, and the surrounding blood was rapidly consumed.
The foggy forest is strange and difficult to navigate. The ghost sedan drove through strange lines, passed through the fog, and quickly rushed into a world.
In the underworld, Ning Chen's whole body lit up with silver light, suppressing the sky fire, leaning against the rock wall, panting violently.
In the dark and silent underworld, there was no sound at all as before. The two powerful auras shook out waves of pressure in the depths of the underworld, which was frightening.
Ning Chen poured out a handful of elixirs, stuffed them into his mouth, closed his eyes and took a breath.
Ghost Maiden The time spent in seclusion this time was beyond his expectation, which shows how difficult it is to break through the innate.
If Ghost Maiden is here, you can help him suppress the spread of Yellow Springs's toxicity. Now, he can only rely on himself.
He didn't know how effective Flower of the Other Shore would be, but even if it could detoxify, he wouldn't dare to do it.
His current life depends entirely on Yellow Springs Flower. Once the poison is detoxified, he will not survive.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Ning Chen took Flower of the Other Shore to another stone chamber. After closing the door of the upper stone chamber, there was silence.
Time passed day after day, and the war between Great Xia and Northern Mongolia was finally coming to its final moment. The Northern Mongolian army heading south was not far from Great Xia's imperial city.
In the palace, Xia Mingri no longer knows how many Dark Dragon Guard were sent to the foggy forest. However, no matter how many people came, there was no message from them all.
Whether you can enter or leave the foggy forest has been a lesson learned for thousands of years, and Dark Dragon Guard is no exception.
Great Xia is in a precarious situation. More serious than the lack of military strength is the fear of the people. More and more people believe that Great Xia will be defeated in this war.
Eternal Night Divine Cult in the west regrouped, and Martial Lord was recovering from his injuries. He led the heavy cavalry of the Shen Cult to the east with all his strength, and had a violent collision with the Blackwater Army of Marquis Kaixuan.
Everyone knows that whether the situation in the world will change or not will soon be known.
However, at this moment, an accident occurred to the Northern Mongolian army. While marching, Fan Lingyue suddenly fell off his horse and passed out.
The sudden blow caused the Northern Mongolian army to panic and be at a loss.
Fortunately, at sunset, Fan Lingyue woke up and reappeared in front of the soldiers, stabilizing the morale of the soldiers.
However, from this day on, Fan Lingyue sat in a wheelchair most of the time when traveling, and the number of times he coughed up blood increased.
Fan Lingyue also knew that his time was running out, so he repeatedly accelerated his army's march south, doing everything possible to conquer this powerful dynasty in his lifetime.
The clouds of war are getting darker and darker, and the adjustable troops within Great Xia have gone to the north to help at all costs, but they soon fell apart under the hooves of the Northern Mongolian cavalry.
The prestige of Fan Lingyue has reached an unprecedented height. In addition to Great Xia, everyone in the world wants to see whether Northern Mongolia Military Advisor can really create this miracle that shocked the past and the present.
When aggression becomes popular, right and wrong no longer seem to matter.
Great Xia's millennium of invincibility has brought invincible despair to the world. The situation of coming from all directions may soon end.
In the academy, Headmaster did not move, and the Master also did not move. They seemed to have never cared about this war.
The Confucian sects Dragon Garden and Xia Mingri came in person and took a tough stance, requesting the Confucian sect's Four Palms to send powerful Confucian sects to serve the dynasty.
The emperor's ruthlessness was gradually revealed, and the four Confucian palms made him jealous, so he had no choice but to send three thousand Confucian disciples to serve the imperial court.
The only Great Xia happy news is that Barbarian Dynasty's 100,000 reinforcements are not far from the northern battlefield after nearly two months of trekking through mountains and rivers.
After a major defeat, Imperial Guards in the hands of Duke Jingwu and Blood-clothed Marquis had less than 70,000 left. Except for Divine Wind Camp, which was still intact, the other battalions were in name only.
Featherfall Valley, the atmosphere is becoming more and more depressing, and the innate strong men who have been sleeping are gradually waking up. In order to promote the arrival of the realm master, they will not hesitate to consume their remaining lifespan.
If there were people here hundreds of years ago, they would definitely recognize these old monsters with half a foot in the coffin. These were once strong men in the world who later disappeared for no reason.
According to legend, some people passed away and some people disappeared, but I didn't expect that they were all here.
Human nature, in the face of life and death, looks so ugly. The longer you live, the more you fear death. When faced with the temptation of immortality, you choose betrayal without hesitation.
The boundaries between realms are not so easy to break. In this world, only the strong Three Calamities Realm have this ability. Instead, it is necessary to work together at the weakest point between realms, and only three or more people can succeed.
There is such a place in Featherfall Valley, but there are only a handful of the Three Calamities Realm strong men on the Divine Continent earth. Except for Eternal Night Divine Cult, the three-disaster strongman who has never appeared, and Human Buddha, who disappeared after being defeated by Ning Chen, the rest can't even be collected in one slap.
The purpose of Featherfall Valley is to occupy the entire Divine Continent land, and Great Xia is the primary target. In this case, it is undoubtedly a fantasy to want Headmaster Tiancang to help.
Featherfall Valley's greatest hope is only two people, the Northern Mongolian National Master and Eternal Night Martial Lord.
Only Fan Lingyue in the world knew about the erratic whereabouts of the Northern Mongolian Imperial Master. However, no one thought that Fan Lingyue would have such a tough attitude and beat Featherfall Valley's two angels to death and injured one with fierce and domineering means.
After that, the woman in red also invited Martial Lord, but in the end she also failed.
The result was just as Fan Lingyue said, as long as she was still alive, Eternal Night Divine Cult would not dare to agree to this matter.
Seeing that the boundary was about to be breached, but they could not find a strong person from the Three Disasters, deep in Featherfall Valley, terrifying auras filled the air. They had waited for hundreds of years for this opportunity. As long as a strong person from the Three Disasters cooperated outside, they would be able to break the boundary of this realm.
It is extremely difficult for a second three-disaster powerhouse to appear in the same realm, and they cannot afford to wait.
"Go kill that Northern Mongolian Military Advisor. If two people can't do it, send three or four people. As long as the realm lord comes to this world, the immortality you want will be realized immediately."
"Yes"
On this day, four innate experts came out of Featherfall Valley and rushed towards the direction of the Northern Mongolian army.
In the current situation, as long as Military Advisor of Northern Mongolia can be killed, Eternal Night Divine Cult will have to cooperate with Featherfall Valley under the pressure of Great Xia. At that time, the realm lord will be unstoppable.
In the underworld, Ning Chen was sitting in a stone chamber, stuffing pills into his mouth desperately.
The medicinal power was of little use to Yellow Springs Flower, but it could relieve the severe pain caused by the movement of the true energy. Ning Chen forced Scroll of Life to continue practicing regardless of the cost.
Along with the pain and the lingering blood mist, the strong Ning Chen almost went crazy several times because of the pain and was distracted. Fortunately, with the help of a lot of pills, he managed to survive.
Gradually, Yellow Springs's toxicity began to explode frequently. Whenever this happened, Ning Chen would swallow a piece of Flower of the Other Shore to suppress the toxicity of Yellow Springs.
Flower of the Other Shore and Yellow Springs Flower are mutually reinforcing each other. The toxicity of Yellow Springs, which has always been invincible, begins to gradually dissolve under the influence of Flower of the Other Shore.
While Ning Chen was surprised, he became more careful about taking Flower of the Other Shore and tried not to take it unless absolutely necessary.
The Yellow Springs poison in his body cannot be detoxified unless he no longer wants to live.
After practicing again, Ning Chen once again tried to impact the innate realm.
When Chaos Mist Sea made that sword move, he seemed to have touched that barrier. When he thought about it carefully, he always felt that something was missing.
Mu Bai's sword can always cross the gap between innateness and Houtian Realm, and is indestructible. It seems that it has never been restricted by this barrier.
What puzzled him even more was that when Mu Bai struck out with the sword that cut through the vast sea of fog, he didn't use much power.
In the silent underworld, the three of them were all in retreat. Their auras were constantly vibrating, and even the weak water in the far distance began to sway from side to side.
As time went by, the third breath in the underworld became more and more powerful, Sword Intent scattered in all directions, drawing sharp carvings between heaven and earth.
The spontaneous and ownerless Sword Intent resonated with War-Stopping Sword, and circles of sword breath spread out, also affecting the figure in retreat in the stone chamber.
The two most powerful swordsmen in the world, Mu Bai and Prince Yan, one is a certified swordsman and the other is a listener of the sword. They have the same sword but different ways. At this moment, they compete in different ways, which greatly benefits Ning Chen in the stone chamber.
At the same time, on the Divine Continent ground, four innate experts were galloping all the way, quickly rushing towards the direction of the Northern Mongolian army.
In the Tiancang Academy, Headmaster looked at the figure flashing across the sky in the distance, hesitated for a long time, but still did not take action.
He admitted that he had selfish motives, and subconsciously he still did not want to see Great Xia perish.
That Military Advisor from Northern Mongolia is so awesome.
In a small courtyard of the academy, the Master sighed in disappointment.
"You should take action"
The Master's voice came across the space limit. Headmaster was silent for a moment and said slowly, "I'm sorry to disappoint you."
The Master said nothing more, a pair of old eyes looked in the direction of Featherfall Valley, and light flashed.
The change of dynasties has been inevitable from ancient times to the present. Divine Continent Who is the master of the earth actually does not make much difference to the people in the world.
However, the premise is that Divine Continent the earth still makes its own decisions, rather than being enslaved by other realms.
Although the junior from Northern Mongolia was a bit more aggressive in his attack on Great Xia, his treatment of Featherfall Valley really impressed him.
It is rare in the world to have such long-term vision at such an age.
In the Beimeng camp, in the handsome tent, Fan Lingyue coughed violently one after another, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and there was no trace of blood on his pale face. He looked so weak under the light.
At this moment, extremely powerful forces in the distance quickly approached, majestic and shocking.
Fan Lingyue's expression changed slightly, and he left the handsome tent in a wheelchair. Looking at the four figures coming from the distance, a coldness flashed across his beautiful face. >