Rumble!

The empty field was directly plowed out of a terrifying gap.

Ning Chen turned into a mass of afterimages.

Facing the scorching sun and yellow sand all around, galloping all the way.

The speed was too fast, carrying an earth-shattering explosion, like a huge war drum, about to hammer the heavens and the earth through the trend.

Standing under the sky, the Nalan Royal City.

Began to tremble slightly.

At the very front, the armor front line responsible for intercepting Ning Chen, although they were all expressionless, the shock in their hearts made them lose even the confidence to hold their weapons.

It's shocking.

Throughout the history of the Northern War, there has never been such a disparity in the number of battles.

Far away from Nalan King City, the major cutting-edge forces have paid close attention to this fateful event early on, only to put the news that has been passed back on the table one by one.

Everyone was silent.

The reason why I am silent is because of the shock from the bottom of my heart.

'Ning Hetu went to the meeting single-handedly, and he tore apart the Nalan clan's soldiers and horses and spread out a longitudinal 10,000-meter defense line by himself. ’

Ning Hetu was bare-handed, and everywhere he went, the men and horses collapsed, and the blood and bones exploded. ’

‘……’

Such a ferocious offensive is more visually stunning than the rapid charge of thousands of cavalry.

Although they did not experience the scene in person, the reference from the news transmitted back was enough for them to imagine that iron-blooded picture through these brief data.

Originally, it was thought that this young side-by-side king would wait until after the autumn harvest and completely shatter the Nalan royal family by besieging the city with hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses.

Now it seems that after ascending to the top of the Great Sage.

This supreme man in the world no longer needs to rely on external forces, and he can successfully break through on his own.

The vast world where the dust rolled like clouds and ink, and suddenly it rained an autumn rain that was too late and that was fast, and it fell between the dust, making the anxious atmosphere finally stop for a while.

dominates the surrounding seventy-two cities and enjoys the scenery of Nalan Wangfu for decades.

No one has the heart to watch this cool autumn rain.

Outside the courtyard where Nalan Botian lived, there were kneeling family members, densely packed, like locusts, roughly counting, including at least two hundred people from three generations.

All of them are the descendants of the Nalan royal family who hold authority.

The courtyard door is closed.

There were only three or two people, who were qualified to enter the courtyard, and stood in front of Nalan Botian.

The old man, who looked old and no longer had the grace of the past, raised his hands tremblingly and stretched out to the sides.

Change.

A middle-aged man who had been waiting for a long time stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, respectfully picked up a robe and coat, and personally put it on for Nalan Botian.

The costumes are luxurious and the workmanship is exquisite.

There was a snake pierced in his chest, and under the snake was a sea of clouds and mist.

Xingjiao crosses the sea, and turns into a dragon when it encounters wind and clouds.

The meaning of this clothing itself is not inferior to Ning Chen's green gold python robe.

It represents the supreme identity of Nalan Botian, and also represents those magnificent lives that are destined to be forgotten, and also contains the expectations and ambitions of the royal family for the future.

It's a pity that the sky of the Nalan royal family is about to collapse.

"I haven't dressed this in years."

Nalan Botian cocked his five fingers, wanting to seriously caress the snake walking on the ocean on his chest.

However, the trembling five fingers made him try several times, but he never succeeded.

When I was finally able to touch it, I suddenly lost interest and gave up.

"How long will it take?"

Nalan Botian glanced at the middle-aged man who was still trembling in front of him, and asked.

The tone is as hoarse as ever.

What he asked was, when will Ning Hetu ascend to the Nalan Palace?!

The middle-aged man, whose real name is Nalan Feng and whose identity is the third son of Nalan Botian, opened his mouth and trembled, "It should be soon, the army of my royal family can't stop him at all." ”

"I expected it to be like this."

Nalan Botian nodded nondeniably.

With an army of 50,000, trying to stop the great sage in the world is tantamount to a fool's dream.

This kind of peak force value comes and goes like the wind, even if the 50,000 people are spread out on the whole line, even if the other party does not have so much energy to kill these 50,000 people cleanly, they can still break through the defense.

All in all, what Ning Chen wanted to kill was him Nalan Botian.

These 50,000 interceptors and horses only need to tear a long route to reach the Nalan Palace.

"Father, is that really the end?"

Nalan Feng cried and asked.

He was pale and decadent, and at the same time, layers of uncontrollable sweat oozed from his forehead.

Outside the courtyard gate, on the core floor where they were kneeling, two hundred members of the two hundred would all die today.

Once these people are buried with them, the Nalan clan is basically a sure fact.

However, I am still a little unwilling.

"Pretty much."

Nalan Botian opened his mouth, and was about to say this, when there was a huge roar, and the entire royal city that shook was affected, like a layer of a thousand feet, crashing into the wall.

Nalan Feng turned his head in dismay, his expression pale.

"Have you seen it? This is the terrifying lethality of the Great Sage of the world, and if nothing else, he came in immediately. ”

Nalan Botian smiled simply.

This sentence made Nalan Feng's body tremble three times, and almost none of them fell to the ground.

"I, Nalan Botian, have acted all my life, and I am worthy of my heart, but in the matter of moving the Ning River Map, I committed a terrible mistake, and now I can only accept the fate of extermination."

Nalan Botian closed his eyes for a moment, and couldn't help the old tears.

Thinking back then, if it weren't for the dedication to the Ning royal family, if it wasn't for coveting the position of the young lady, if it wasn't for the clear rejection, he felt a loss of face and chose to take risks.

Today, we will not face such an end.

Rumble!

There was another earth-shattering roar.

In the entire courtyard, dust has been shaken off the ground, and dozens of terrifying crevices have been opened at the same time.

Nalan Feng finally couldn't stand steadily, and sat on the ground with his butt on his head, his face pale.

Nalan Botian swept over Nalan Feng and asked in person, "Wine, are you ready?" ”

"Father's ......"

Nalan Feng swayed all over, and his pupils lost their luster in an instant.

Those wines are highly poisonous.

The statistics of 234 cups correspond to the outside of the courtyard, and the descendants who are kneeling are lined up one by one, including the old and the young, and there are men and women.

According to Nalan Botian's meaning, he wanted to personally send his family on the road first, in order to save the whole corpse, so as not to end up walking undignified.

"Is there no room for redemption?" Nalan Feng asked tremblingly.

Nalan Botian didn't dwell on this topic, just said two words lightly, wine!

Nalan Feng staggered to his feet, "Father, they all say that Ning Hetu is decisive in killing and difficult to find in the world, in fact, you are even more ruthless than him, and you have to kill?!" ”

One person is at fault.

Nine Clans Punished!

Nalan Botian can only accept his fate.

(End of chapter)