Vol 10 Chapter 1506: You lost again!

Wuyutian, southeast territory, Jiuxiao defeated, shocked the world.
Everyone has noticed that Ninghou's territory has once again expanded. Since then, it has occupied 20% of the boundaries of the southeastern territory and has become a truly dominant prince.
For a time, the name of Ninghou spread to all sides in the southeast territory, from heaven to heaven, to the people of Dawn, all of whom knew that there was a great man in the southeast territory who had the ability to challenge the world.
After Jiuxiao Fairy Mountain, Ning Chen destroyed Jiuxiao, and planted a ban on Jiuxiao Immortal Lord and the four protectors. It was not a distrust, but a means.
In this world, there is no one who can be absolutely trusted. Nowadays, his men are no longer alone, and he cannot be emotional.
All the people around Ning Chen said nothing, because they also had this kind of prohibition in their bodies.
Only Ning Chen knew the method of release. Betrayal meant death.
Ah Man has remained silent, she doesn't like it, but she knows it is an essential process.
Perhaps one day, there is no desire for unification, the world is peaceful, Ning Chen rescues Xinyu's soul ...
Ah Man sighed, it was really difficult.
She understands that since Ning Chen came to Wuwutian, she has chosen a path of no return.
In the rivers and lakes, people could not help themselves, and for thousands of years they have done the helplessness of the cultivators.
On Jiuxiao Fairy Mountain, Ah Man stood still, looking at the thousands of troops in front, his expression became more and more bleak.
In just five years, the army they brought from God Realm has consumed more than half. Perhaps in a few years, few of these people will be able to go back alive.
What is the purpose of war?
Is it peaceful?
In A Man's eyes, the confusion flashed, from the land of China, to the heavens and the heavens, and now came to the sky of desire. The war never ends, what are they fighting for?
"what happened?"
Aside, Ning Chen turned around, his empty eyes looked at the girl next to him, smiling, "Can't bear it?"
"A bit."
Aman nodded. In these years, too many people have sacrificed. Perhaps they are willing to follow, but after so many people leave, she is very uncomfortable.
"Everyone pursues different things. Some people like power, some people like money, and others like fame and fortune."
Ning Chen stepped forward, looked at the vast land ahead, and said, "Like us cultivators, seemingly indifferent to fame and fortune, they are actually more greedy than anyone else, because our hearts are empty, and we can only fight for this terror a feeling of."
Speaking of which, Ning Chen reached out and pointed to the distance, calmly saying, "You look at the barren earth, Tianzun countless, what are they fighting for, fame and power, is it really useful?"
Ah Man was silent and didn't know how to answer.
"useless."
Ning Chen whispered, "The reason to fight is only because of the void. The cultivator pursues longevity, and often he just wants to have a goal for himself, so that he won't be mad in this long time."
"what would you like?"
Aman's expression gradually became more complicated, and he said, "Where do we go after we have laid down the whole desperate sky and rescued Xinyu's soul?"
Ning Chen smiled softly and said, "I want you to be safe."
Thousands of years later, he may not be him anymore, things that are too far away have no meaning to him
All he has to do is to finish all the things to be done in the remaining millennium.
Not long, he must hurry up.
"Ninghou!"
At this time, in the rear, Lord Jiuxiao stepped forward and respected the salute.
"Speak, where is the Three Soul Grass?"
Ning Chen turned his back to the Nine Xiao Immortal Lord, his empty eyes continued to look into the distance and asked.
"As far as I know, there is a plant in Bu Tian Pavilion."
Nine Xiao Immortal respectfully said, "Butian Pavilion is the largest force in the entire southeast territory, and only they can have such a treasure."
Ning Chen nodded, his expression was not too surprised, this result, he had guessed how much.
However, their current strength is still unable to contend with this behemoth.
In order to compete with Bu Tiange, he still needs time.
"Nine Xiao, ten days later, after the rest of the army is over, you start the Northern Expedition with the army of Jiuxiao Xianshan. I give you the absolute right. All you have to do is to recruit the fighting power of the Tianzun level, understand?" Said indifferently.
"Yes!"
Nine Xiao Immortal look surprised, respectfully salute.
Why was Ninghou so anxious? Nowadays, the entire southeast territory is full of fear for them. At this time, sending troops will undoubtedly let other forces unite against them.
Ning Chen didn't explain, turned around, and the godless eyes looked at the east, his expression more dignified.
He had waited too long, he didn't know how long Xinyu's soul could last, he couldn't afford to gamble.
Behind Ning Chen, A Man sighed softly in his heart, and care was chaotic. No one could make an exception.
In ten days, in a blink of an eye, tens of thousands of troops left on Jiuxiao Immortal Mountain, Jiuxiao Immortal Lord and all four protectors left, and other expeditions to other immortal mountains.
Such a radical move immediately aroused the shock of the forces of other parties. They did not dare to hesitate and immediately formed an alliance.
The outbreak of the war, the alliance of the Nine Xiao Immortal Lord against the forces of the above parties, only a few days, both sides suffered both losses, and the losses were extremely heavy.
On a night a hundred days later, thunderstorms added to it, a figure of plain clothes and white hair appeared in person, and boarded the base camp of the Ten Great Immortal Mountain Alliance.
Slaughter, red ~ naked ~ naked slaughter, plain-dressed white-haired devil, holding a fierce sword, one person picked up the Alliance of the Ten Great Mountains.
In the battle of a hundred days, everyone in the Ten Celestial Mountains has been extremely exhausted, and his body is seriously worn out, and he has suffered a lot of injuries on his body. Suddenly encountered such a killing god, there is almost no fighting back.
On this night, thirteen Heavenly Venerables died in battle, including two Heavenly Venerables in the Ming Dao Realm. Blood ran down the slits of the Immortal Mountain and stained every inch of the land.
The last darkness before dawn, the heavy rain poured, Ning Chen stood under the heavy rain, let the rain and blood water soak a plain clothes.
At this moment, the surrounding world suddenly became quiet, and even the sound of Yu Luo could no longer be heard.
In Ning Chen's hands, blood continued to flow down the fairy sword, and the water was raining.
In the dark and quiet night, I couldn't see my fingers when I reached out, and I could not see any light.
However, for the darkness, Ning Chen has long been used to it.
"Wait for so long, come out." Ning Chen said, his expression indifferent.
"Ninghou, good means."
In the void, a figure appeared, covering the sky and covering the sun, and headed by two extremely powerful old men in ancient costumes. It was the two giants of Bu Tian Pavilion, Qing Cang and Bai Li.
"Bu Tian Ge?"
Ning Chen's consciousness swept across the sky and calmly said.
In the Southeast Territories, there is only one that can mobilize so many powerful forces.
"Knowing the reputation of Bu Tian Pavilion, your Excellency is still in hand, so as not to suffer from the flesh and skin." Qing Cang stepped out, looking at the white-haired young man below, coldly.
"After living for so long, there is nothing new about threatening people. You are not annoying, I am annoying."
Ning Chen raised his head and the rain hit his face, so cold and straight through people's hearts.
Since you want to fight, then fight.
Ning Chen shook his right hand, dissipated the rain on the fairy sword, raised the sword and pointed at the two, calmly said, "Come on."
"Arrogant junior, kill!"
Qing Cang's expression sank, and he stepped on, and his figure flew out like a thunder.
A sudden punch, Shi Potianji, Qing Cang's figure flew to the bottom, the black light lingering on the fist, a punch opened the rainy night, shocking the world.
The existence of the pinnacle of Ming Dao Realm can already become a party master in God Realm, Qing Cang shot without mercy.
"The same is the peak of Mingdao, you are far worse than those guys."
Ning Chen said lightly, with a loud bang, blocking Qing Cang's offensive.
Those guys crushed him a whole armor with absolute strength, and I still remember it, and I still remember it.
The strong men confronted, and they moved in shock. In the void, Baili moved without any hesitation.
The short blade, like the elves dancing in the dark night, cut through the darkness and wiped Ning Chen's throat.
Ning Chen's figure passed by, avoiding the killing opportunity, and fingered the short blade.
"Inch is short, but insurance can be strong for long."
Ning Chen also refers to the short blade of concussion, turning his finger into a palm, and the palm of the sword is parallel, forcibly retreating the two.
Ten steps away, Qing Cang and Bai Li, the two sky-repairing giants looked at the person in front of them, their expressions condensed.
With just one move, they could feel the power of this Ninghou, and the rumors are true. The strength of this person is really terrible.
The two looked at each other, nodded gently, and the figure disappeared at the same time.
Short-edged tricks, heavy punches breaking through every corner, quickly sinking, one strange and one correct ~ EbookFREE.me ~ tacit understanding of the cooperation, without any flaws.
boom!
The two figures swept to the side, Ning Chen left his palm to block the heavy punch, and his right hand waved the sword to block the sharp blade, the speed and strength were not inferior.
One hit, the two figures alternated again, the opposite position, the offensive again.
From left to right, the figure swept quickly, short blades and heavy fists interlaced, killing mercilessly.
Ning Chen sneered at the corner of his mouth, his figure was blurred, and disappeared.
The two looked shocked, and at the moment of consternation, Ning Chen's figure appeared behind Qing Cang, a sword was slashed, and blood was pouring like a waterfall.
"Qing Cang!"
Bai Li was shocked, and immediately stepped forward to support Qing Cang, and his figure swept out of Baizhang.
An astonishing sight, Qing Cang's back, the blood flowing down, the keel broken, striking a body.
In the situation without warning, no one knew what was happening. The two who had always cooperated with the tacit understanding were defeated by only a few tricks.
"Roll of Earth!"
Beyond Baizhang, Ning Chen's fairy sword entered the ground. Suddenly, thousands of swords flowed out from under the earth and cut towards the two.
Baili's face changed again, dragging Qing Cang's heavily wounded body into the sword rain. After turning his eyes, his body turned red several times.
After a moment of restraint, Su Yi's figure was swept again, and he lifted his hand to buckle the throat of Baili and pressed it to the ground.
With a heavy blow, Qing Cang's body was shaken by several feet, and his back was heavily hit on the ground after a hundred days.
"Uh!"
In the mouth of Baili, blood splattered out, the inner organ was injured, and all were displaced.
The pouring rain constantly washed the ground, and the blood flowed down the rain, staining the surrounding earth.
"You lost again!"
Ning Chen's empty eyes looked at the night and whispered softly.