The spatial turbulence roared wildly, and the plain figure flashed, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared again.

Having seen what he wanted to see, Ning Chen's direction was no longer irregular, and after chasing the Calamity King for ten days, he couldn't find any trace of it at all.

At the junction of the Northern and Eastern Regions, the void rolled, and plain clothes walked out and appeared in the world.

Ning Chen looked at his surroundings, he didn't know where he was for a while, his feet moved, and he hurried towards a city not far away.

At the top of the Nine Heavens, the Calamity King appeared, but it was not in the original place, thousands of miles away.

"Scourge King, return quickly"

Without the barrier of spatial turbulence, the edict of the Lord of the Four Extremes Realm finally reached the ears of the Calamity King, and the edict was very urgent, and it seemed that there was something important to explain.

The Calamity King did not hesitate for long, and turned into a streamer of light and quickly walked away.

In the Hall of Eternal Life, the Calamity King returned, above the void, the colorful brilliance gathered, and an illusory figure condensed, and said, "Calamity King, what is the result?"

"He has escaped, and the place where the two realms meet has also been exposed," said the Calamity King with a gloomy expression.

The Lord of the Four Extremes Realm was silent for a moment, and then said slowly, "In this way, this son cannot be kept, the spies have sent information, and the whereabouts of the daughter of the Jiang family have been found, I will send Xuantian to help, plus Yuyangtian, Xingyun, and Buyu, this time, no matter what, I must get rid of this son."

The Calamity King frowned slightly, and said, "Isn't there some fuss?"

Xuantian is the powerhouse of the innate fifth tribulation, even Yuyangtian, Xingyun, and Buyu are all in the innate third tribulation, plus he is sweeping the formation on the side, just to deal with a young man of the third tribulation, it is too ridiculous.

The Four Extremes Realm Lord shook his head and said, "It's okay, the first thing is to make sure that nothing goes wrong."

Although the Calamity King did not think so, he still nodded in response.

After the matter was explained, the figure of the Lord of the Four Extremes Realm quickly dissipated, and as the last trace of colorful brilliance faded, the entire hall also returned to its cold silence.

The Lord of the Four Extremes Realm left, and a black-clothed figure just walked from outside the hall, and the Calamity King glanced at it and said in a condensed voice, "How is it, have you found Meng Xuanji's whereabouts?"

"Hall Master, there is no news yet," replied the man who knelt on the ground.

"A bunch of rubbish, keep looking," the Scourge King said coldly.

"Yes" The black-clothed figure got up and quickly walked out of the main hall.

The coldness in the eyes of the Calamity King kept beating, this Meng Xuanji was obviously suspicious of the Hall of Eternal Life and the Four Extremes Holy Land, and he had always refused to show up, which really tested his patience.

However, his patience is limited, and when his patience is exhausted, the entire Jiuxiao will be buried because of her stupidity.

In the city at the junction of the Northern and Eastern Regions, Ning Chen stayed for a long time, and finally understood where he was thrown after walking out of the spatial turbulence.

It should be impossible for the Calamity to catch up again, there is no time and direction in the spatial turbulence, and the chance of two people appearing in the same place is really small and negligible.

The junction of the two realms had been figured out, and Ning Chen wanted to continue to look for Meng Xuanji's traces, however, after hearing rumors about his and his seniors' whereabouts from the outside world, he couldn't help but stop.

Something was wrong, Ning Chen's mind was clear, and he quickly noticed something abnormal.

In the Four Extremes Realm, no one would risk offending the Holy Land to spread false news to help him and his predecessors.

This kind of thing, the seniors can't do it, he thought about it, but he hasn't had time to do it yet.

Now, someone has done this first, and the only explanation is that this person needs to use this fake news to attract the attention of the Holy Land.

Ning Chen walked through the bustling streets of the city, quickly thinking about what was going on as he walked.

The Calamity King and him had just been separated, so it was easy to distinguish the truth of these news and would not be fooled, and the Holy Land and the Hall of Eternal Life must have a connection, that is, the Holy Land would not believe these rumors.

The people who spread these news naturally did not know about it, and they also had a gap with the Holy Land, and the target was actually well confirmed.

Away from the Fire Dynasty!

Thinking of this, Ning Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, if he didn't guess wrong, there should be some big moves from the Fire Dynasty, and he didn't want to be known by the Holy Land.

His friendship with Li Youwei is okay, and this woman is quite credible, he wonders if it is necessary to go over and remind him.

Perhaps, he could take this opportunity to ask the senior earthsmith to help him repair the sword in his hand, and by the way, take a look at the cultivation of the heart.

Lihuo Dynasty, in the Lihuo Canyon in the north of the imperial city, the casting of soldiers has begun for more than ten days, Li Yan, Li Youwei, Lilao, and a royal enshrinement all looked at the groundsmith of the casting platform with a solemn expression.

Sweat mixed with firelight, splashing in one hammer after another, the earthsmith's expression was unprecedentedly focused, each hammer was exactly the same, accurate to the extreme.

This is the result of practice day after day, there are no shortcuts, whether it is casting ordinary blades or divine weapons, the craftsmanship of the craftsman is the most critical factor in determining quality.

The outstanding craftsmen of the Holy Land have been passed down from generation to generation, but the Lihuo Dynasty has produced a landmaker for hundreds of years, which is why the Lihuo Imperial Family is so eager to build its own luck soldiers.

Dijiang's Mansion, the heavy snow stopped not long ago, in the courtyard, the little boy and the heart of the two are practicing seriously, Xiaoyu is young, many places are prone to mistakes, whenever this time, the heart will stop, patiently explain, without any impatience.

"Da Da Da"

At this moment, the sound of horses' hooves sounded, and a man dressed as a guard stopped the carriage in front of the Dijiang's Mansion, showed the gold medal, and entered the mansion.

When the little boy and the general saw the comer, they were all suspicious and didn't know why.

"Miss Jiangxin, Her Royal Highness the eldest princess is invited," the guard sent a letter from Li Youwei and said respectfully.

After hearing the guard shouting her name, Jiang Xin was startled at first, but as soon as she heard the three words of the eldest princess, she put her heart down again.

The handwriting on the letter is indeed Li Youwei, and after reading the letter, she no longer has any doubts, and after saying a few words to the little boy, she left with the guards.

The carriage was already waiting outside the house, and he walked up, and the guards got up and immediately hurried south.

The carriage galloping south quickly moved away from the Imperial City, and even farther away from the Lihuo Canyon in the north of the Imperial City.

In the carriage, a faint aroma permeated, and the consciousness of the mind was rapidly lost, and soon, it was completely unconscious.

The carriage never stopped, and no one knew where it was going.

When night fell, in Qingli City, in the eldest princess's mansion, a plain white figure walked out, and the spiritual sense scanned the entire mansion, but did not find the person he was looking for.

Ning Chen's brows furrowed slightly, and his feet moved, sweeping towards the west.

In the Landlord's Mansion, Ning Chen appeared, and after finding that there was only one little boy left in the mansion, a bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

"Little Fish"

Ning Chen came to the little boy's room and woke up the little one.

"Brother Ning"

The little boy was not yet asleep, and when he woke up and saw the familiar figure in front of him, his little face was overjoyed and he shouted happily.

"What about your master and Jiangxin, why are you in the mansion by yourself" Ning Chen quickly asked.

"Master has been away from the mansion for more than ten days, I don't know where I went, Sister Jiangxin was just invited by the eldest princess today, and she should be in the princess's mansion now" The little boy said honestly.

"Oops!"

Ning Chen's expression changed, his figure flashed, and he disappeared.

The Dijiang's Mansion is located in the most remote place in the Imperial City, and few people come on weekdays, especially after a heavy snowfall last night, there is a lot of snow on the ground, which makes the two carriage wheel prints outside the mansion appear so clear.

Ning Chen followed the wheel print for a long distance until he couldn't tell the difference, but he also determined the direction in which the carriage was leaving.

In the Canyon of Leaving the Fire, Li Yan's expression was unusually cold, looking at the soldiers of luck that were gradually taking shape on the Casting Table, his eyes continued to flash with Dao brilliance.

Casting this soldier and then finding a way to transfer the hundreds of years of qi luck in the dragon vein to it, the Fire Dynasty will be one step closer to getting rid of the control of the Holy Land.

But those who achieve great things can't stick to small things, as long as they can make the soldiers of luck cast smoothly, it is worth sacrificing anyone.

On the side, Li Youwei didn't know that her most trusted brother had secretly made the most ruthless decision, and in order to successfully cast the army, she had taken the initiative to send her heart to the Four Extremes Holy Land.

On the casting platform, more than a dozen kinds of rare divine materials in the world, such as green jade wood, blazing sun iron, purple trace divine gold, moon rock stone, etc., have been perfectly fused together after being tempered by the black gold giant hammer.

The gods of various colors were mixed, and the final luck soldier was restored to its original white, crystal clear, and very peculiar.

The expression on the face of the craftsman became more and more serious, for the craftsman, his life is only to forge the most perfect weapon, there is no doubt that this is his last and only chance.

To the south of the imperial city, the plain white figure passed quickly, and gradually, Ning Chen felt a familiar aura, and the speed was a little faster.

The dantian qi sea of the heart was forcibly opened up by him with the scroll of life, so he was extremely sensitive to the breath of the little girl, as long as it was not too far, he would be somewhat sensitive.

In front of Half Moon Mountain, Ning Chen caught up with the carriage, and felt that something was wrong with his heart, so he slashed the carriage with a sword from a hundred zhang away, and quickly swept up.

The guard's expression changed greatly, he didn't expect to be caught up, and he was about to move, but he was pointed at his throat by a sword.

"Whose order is it!" Ning Chen's face was extremely pale, and he said with a chill.

At this moment, the guard's eyes quickly dimmed, and he would rather break his physical and mental veins than reveal half a sentence.

Seeing that the health machine had been lost, Ning Chen didn't delay any longer, and was about to leave with his heart on his back.

However, at this moment, a flowing blood blade fell from the sky, thud, and plunged into the earth.

The oncoming figure, dressed in blood-red clothes, red hair flying, like a sword god coming to the world, cold and extraordinary.

"Follow Me Back to the Holy Land"

"It can't be done"

Ning Chen's right hand was held weakly, Qingmo was not in his hand, and the sword intent shook, trembling the heavens and the earth.

The sword fought again, and a hundred miles away, the scourge king and others who had been waiting couldn't wait for the agreed figure, and they were puzzled, and the five extremely powerful breaths flew up and looked into the distance.

There was a strong enemy in front and a siege in the back, Ning Chen didn't know that he was on the edge of the most danger, and he faced the bloody blade with a sword, killing and scattering, and the mountains and rocks collapsed.

Broken Fengchen also didn't know that the Calamity King and the others were hundreds of miles away, and this killing game against Ning Chen had not yet begun, but it unexpectedly appeared in advance.