In the dark night, the heavenly fire burned towards Ning Chen, the scroll of chaos trembled slightly, a faint light appeared, and the moment the heavenly fire fell, he immediately paused, as if he had lost his goal and was at a loss.

Ning Chen silently put away the scroll of chaos and walked away step by step.

Xia Ziyi, Jing Wugong looked at the departing figure in the distance, silent, did not say goodbye, and did not stay.

The war is over, and the entire Great Xia is no longer qualified to keep him.

Great Xia won this war unbelievably, and at the most dangerous moment, such an unpredictable reversal occurred.

Under the morning light, Ning Chen walked forward step by step, standing in the sun for the first time in months, but there was no joy in his heart.

A few days later, Ning Chen returned to the underworld, silently ordered the scroll of the earth, and placed it in front of the stone chamber where Dusk Chengxue was retreating.

As for the scroll of life, he waited for her to get it.

The barbarian reinforcements also retreated, and they lost 30,000 in the first battle, but they still helped Daxia a lot.

When leaving, the prince of the barbarian had an extra ancient mirror in his hand, which was left by Ning Chen and asked him to bring it to Aman.

The news of Fan Lingyue's death soon spread all over the world, and the world was shocked, some were happy, and some were sad.

Many people have regrets in their hearts, they thought that Great Xia was coming to an end, but they didn't expect such a big turn, it seems that the thousand-year luck of Great Xia has not yet come to an end.

The Northern Mongolian Iron Cavalry, Yang Hong of Tianmen Pass, and the reinforcements of Northern Mongolia all returned to the territory of Northern Mongolia, and the death of Fan Lingyue was an unprecedented blow to the entire Northern Mongolia.

The war between the two Koreas ended in this way.

Great Xia breathed a deep sigh of relief, and only then did he look at the Eternal Night God Sect.

Ning Chen never went back, he had already taught him how to deal with Wujun and Chongqi, and he didn't want to care anymore.

Time passed, and after Great Xia relieved this breath, it showed the powerful foundation of the thousand-year-old invincible dynasty, with the Blackwater Army as the main body, supplemented by reinforcements from all directions, and it was difficult for the Eternal Night God Sect to move forward half a step.

After the death of Fan Lingyue, the royal court of Northern Mongolia was frustrated, and negotiated peace with Great Xia with 30,000 war horses and countless gold and silver treasures as compensation.

Great Xia accepted Beimeng's peace proposal, and it was not too difficult, and the several people in power in the court and the Heavenly Oracle Hall knew very well that the little emperor of Beimeng was taught by Ning Chen, and they couldn't ignore it at all.

The notoriety of the Marquis of Knowing the Destiny was slowly washed away under the impetus of people with good intentions, and the truth of many things was revealed step by step and spread throughout the entire Great Xia, however, no matter how the soldiers and civilians of Great Xia felt guilty, blamed themselves, and even petitioned, the Knowing Marquis never appeared again.

Xia Mingri acquiesced to the actions of these people, although he knew that the prestige of the courtiers was too high, and it was not a good thing for the emperor, but he did not make a move.

Because he knew very well that Ning Chen had no intention of being powerful and could not pose a threat to him.

In Weiyang Palace, the eldest grandson never took a step, and Ning Chen never came back, not because he didn't want to go back, but because he couldn't go back.

Time passed day by day, and the vitality of Great Xia was also recovering day by day, and the offensive of the Eternal Night God Cult was unwilling to confront Great Xia, and the offensive gradually weakened.

The brief peace in the war always seemed so precious, and the people finally did not have to flee everywhere and gradually returned to their hometowns.

The names of the soldiers who died in the Great Xia War were engraved with one tombstone after another, and two spirit tablets were also added to the Wuhou Temple in the Imperial City.

The Marquis of Lechuan, the Marquis of Bloody Clothes!

On the Wuhou Temple, the spirit cards on the table can not be counted, the thousand-year peace of Great Xia is all exchanged for blood and life by the Wuhou above, and the name of Wuhou is higher than one qiē.

The abolition of the marquis order was withdrawn, and he knew the word fate, and returned to the ranks of the ten martial marquis, but Xia Ziyi, Tai Zhigong and others all knew that this position would be empty forever.

He won't come back.

Half a moon later, in the netherworld, a big red shadow broke through, and the moment he stepped out of the underworld, the ghostly aura in the sky rose into the sky, turning into a pillar of light connecting the heavens and the earth.

Almost at the same time, another pillar of dark blue light appeared, and the evil aura was cold and pressing, instantly devouring all the life around it.

On this day, the two descendants of the underworld stepped into the innate at the same time, shaking the whole world.

Also on this day, Ning Chen appeared in front of the underworld who had just broken through the innate underworld, and after getting the scroll of chaos, Ning Chen took another half step, suppressed on the edge of the innate nature, but was unwilling to step into it.

The two fought, fought for a whole day, the underworld was invincible, and ran all the way, Ning Chen chased for thousands of miles, but unfortunately, in the end, he still failed to get rid of this scourge.

A few days later, in the imperial city, Xia Ziyi broke through the shackles, covered up the vision with the help of the heavy weapon that suppressed the fortune of the dynasty in the depths of the palace, and stepped into the innate realm very low-key.

In the next seven months, there were nine peerless powerhouses who entered the innate one after another, such as the son of God, the first rank of the sword, and the glory of the great world, which began to show signs.

Ning Chen no longer deliberately delayed his life, after continuous cultivation and great battles, the last piece of the flower on the other side was also consumed, the poison of the Yellow Spring became stricter day by day, and the whole body began to decay and fester.

Ning Chen covered his whole body in black clothes, and walked step by step in the southeast of Great Xia, looking for traces of the heavenly tower.

The scroll of chaos can disturb and obscure the heavens, but it is difficult to penetrate the heavens as thoroughly as the scroll of Ming, and it is not easy to find the heavenly tower.

However, Ning Chen was not in a hurry, he still found it little by little, as long as the space was abnormal, he would go in and take a look.

Because of this, Ning Chen walked into the forbidden places of many great sects, and fought fiercely with the guardians of the great sects of all parties several times.

The Sword Sect, the Yucheng Yao Family, and the Three Great Sects were all nervous, and they couldn't understand why the forbidden land was exposed.

After another three months, Ning Chen finally found the entrance to the Heavenly Tower in an ancient city in the southeast of Great Xia.

As Ning Xi said, among the heavenly towers, there is indeed an innate location, a peerless powerhouse hovering from the peak of the second tribulation to the edge of the third tribulation, and his aura is so powerful that it is shocking.

For Ning Chen's arrival, the powerhouse of Tianlou was also shocked, the person in front of him obviously had an infinitely close to innate aura, but he didn't know what to forcibly press down the realm, he just refused to step into it.

Ning Chen came to retrieve Ning Xi's soul, but the defenders of the Heavenly Tower naturally refused, and the two fought, the battle was extremely fierce, and the entire spatial array was almost about to collapse.

Ning Chen was immortal, only attacking and not defending, and even if his injuries increased, he would not retreat half a step.

The guardian of the Heavenly Tower was shocked and angry, shocked that the sword in the hand of the person in front of him could actually hurt him, and angry that this person's lifeless way of fighting was obviously to drag him to hell together.

In the end, the guardian of Tianlou Town stopped the battle and handed over one of Lan Jun's souls with a pale face.

Ning Chen dragged his injured body away, found Ning Xi according to the induction of his soul, and after returning it, he left again.

Ning Xi couldn't stop it, tears flowed down her delicate doll face, she knew that this time the separation was likely to be goodbye.

Ning Chen wanted to take one last look at Aman, but he didn't know where his predecessors and Aman had gone, so he could only keep this regret in his heart, returned to the academy, said goodbye to his master, and handed over the scroll of chaos to his master.

After this meeting, Ning Chen completely disappeared from the land of Shenzhou, and no one knew his traces.

In the underworld, Ning Chen has been waiting in front of the stone room, one day, two days, three days......

Ten days later, Ning Chen sighed softly, flipped his palm and shook out the scroll of life, and immediately left.

In the end, he still didn't wait for her.

The ghost girl followed aside, sent her in a ghost sedan chair, and sent it to its final destination.

Outside the Yuhua Valley, the residence of the temple is no longer there, and when the period of the year comes, the human Buddha has regained his free body, and he has left two days ago.

Ning Chen entered the Feather Valley alone, and after a while, the sound of fierce battle sounded, killing and shaking the sky, the sword intent was scattered in all directions, the mountains and rocks were shattered, and the earth was completely devastated.

Soon after, a silver pillar of light burst into the sky, stirring the heavens and the earth.

The two tribulations are the same day, the heavenly demon tribulation, and the heavenly fire tribulation descend at the same time, and the flames of the night reflect the nine heavens, which is amazingly abnormal.

At the same time, the eastern sky gradually turned white, and under the first rays of dawn, the burning heavenly fire instantly turned into the momentum of burning the sky and boiling the sea, and the sky and the earth changed color, enveloping the entire Feather Valley in it.

Outside the Feather Valley, the cold wind blew, blowing the red hijab on the ghost girl's head, and in those beautiful eyes, a tear quietly slipped down.

At the end of heaven and earth, Ah Man suddenly fainted, and Prince Yan, who was covered by the three calamities, was distracted, and immediately vomited out a mouthful of blood, staining the sea of chaotic fog in front of him.

Half a day later, in the feathering valley, the heavenly fire dissipated, and the radius was hundreds of miles, and it was all scorched earth.

In the Netherworld Mansion, Twilight Chengxue came out of the pass, her eyes became even colder, the ghost girl waved her hand, and the blood-stained scroll of life flew out and landed in front of the former.

"This is the scroll of life you want"

"What about others?"

Twilight Chengxue frowned slightly and asked.

"Dead"

The ghost girl's tone was extremely unkind, and after answering, she turned around and walked into the distance, unwilling to say another word to her.

Twilight Chengxue picked up the scroll of life, and after a long period of warm recuperation, the scroll of life was finally reluctantly spliced together, but there were still clear cracks on it, mottled with blood, and the eyes were abnormal.

There was a faint trace of pain in Du Chengxue's heart, and gradually, the pain became bigger and bigger, like being cut by something, and the pain made it difficult for people to breathe.

"Ugh"

A long snort of pain came out, and the snow-white light was shining all over the body at dusk, and after a while, a pair of eyes regained clarity again.

In the distance, the ghost girl paused, and after glancing back, she forcibly held back the murderous intent in her heart, and said coldly, "You are not welcome in the underworld, please leave immediately"

Twilight Chengxue left with the scroll of life, her eyes were clear, as ruthless as ever.

The underworld was cold and lonely again, and the ghost girl lifted the red hijab on her head, revealing a delicate face.

The Rakshasa of Hell was born with a face that captivates the country and the city, and a ruthless heart.

Rakshasa hides her face a lot, but she doesn't want others to see her face, and she does the same.

He had seen it, and although he had not intended it, he had seen it.

However, he died, so that's fine.

The tears in the ghost girl's eyes flowed down unconsciously again, drop by drop, slipping into the weak water, and then sinking underwater.