"Dragon Emperor, has he fallen?"

This news is too shocking.

If it weren't for Ning Yi's words, Yun Xun wouldn't believe that the emperor who dominated the Northern Demon Realm with his iron-blooded skills would actually die one day.

The two emperors in the demon clan are so powerful that they cannot look up to.

It can even be said that in this era of starlight exhaustion.

They are "gods".

So, will the gods die?

"Taizong will die, and of course the Dragon Emperor will do it." Ning Yi saw Yun Xun's surprise and said lightly: "The next one is Bai Emperor."

The head of Yun Dashi slowly calmed down from the shock.

"The Dragon Emperor Palace... it should be in chaos at this moment, right?" he murmured.

Ning Yi nodded and said, "The emperor died and he couldn't take care of himself. At this moment, the Dragon Emperor Palace is even a problem with self-protection. How can he take care of that not rich affiliated place?"

After all, the Western Demon Realm is just a chessboard.

but……

Ning Yi did not expect that Bai Gen, who had always been cruel and fierce, had such a steady style of fighting. After the Dragon Emperor collapsed, he did not immediately move his troops north, but instead swallowed the "barren land" of the Western Demon Realm first.

It seems that the injuries suffered by Baidi in the tree world are not optimistic.

Otherwise, with his greedy personality, how could he focus on the Western Demon Realm?

"The Great Sage of Golden Crow is attacking the western border. Even with the cover of 'Qingmingtian', we still suffered a lot." Yun Xun frowned and said, "Since the Dragon Emperor has fallen, why did the White Emperor leave the Dragon Emperor Palace alone and attack the grassland instead?"

"Maybe it's because he felt that the grassland was a soft persimmon, so he took it down with just a pinch."

Pei Lingsu, who had never spoken in the tent, finally spoke. She twisted the teacup, sipped half a sip, and said, "Even if the Dragon Emperor fell, the Northern Demon Realm still has several demon saints, with thousands of years of blessings. If you want to eat it, it will take a long time to do it overnight... Especially when he was seriously injured, if you want to advance the process of conquering the northern world, you can only take action from the grassland."

Yun Xun nodded.

Master Pei Xiaoshan is right.

"Or maybe..."

Pei Lingsu paused and said, "This emperor cares more about other things than the territory in the grassland."

These words mean a little mysterious.

Yun Xun was a little puzzled.

He followed Ning Yi and Pei Lingsu and left the tent.

The three of them came to the River of Apocalypse.

This long river, which used to sway thousands of acres of scales, was now coated with a layer of dark gold. This long river seemed to be sleeping forever, with the fluctuation frequency of the waves vaguely corresponding to the Qingming on the dome of the grassland - now people in the desert call the formation set up by Lord Yuan as "Qingmingtian".

"This was the day when Longxiao Palace was born." Yun Xun whispered: "We cannot communicate with 'Yuan'."

Ning Yi squatted down, he stretched out a hand, and his divinity passed down through the river.

indeed.

He felt an invisible obstacle, and the river flowed, completely isolated the deepest world from the outside world, like two sides of a mirror... In fact, last time, Ning Yi vaguely guessed something. The "curse mirror" of Princess Jinde was a fake that was imitated and pretty good.

The real mirror is this river of apocalypse.

As a stranger, Yuan lives in the "mirror" and can wake up in a very small number of times and come to this world to walk... At this moment, Hanoi is peaceful.

Ning Yi could not detect the movements of Yuan.

After a moment, he slowly let go of his hand, sighed, and said, "I can't communicate with 'yuan' either."

"For so many years, people in the wild have been able to live freely on this grassland, not because they are strong enough." Ning Yi stood up, and there was nothing to hide from these words at this moment.

Although Yun Xun has lived in the grassland for many years, he is not a wasteland.

And... what he said was the real fact.

"Just because of 'yuan'."

Because Yuan is in the River of Apocalypse, the Dragon Emperor and the White Emperor dare not attack here.

Because Yuan was strong enough, the Sui Dynasty took the initiative to divide a taboo long line for the grassland.

The kings of the grassland kings in all dynasties may not be able to break through to Nirvana. If they want to protect a race, they can only barely protect themselves and cannot gain respect at all.

The deserted people are growing up hard in the struggle, but the opponents they have to face have been settled for tens of thousands of years and are truly giants.

"The Golden Crow Great Sage attacked the western border is a very important signal." Ning Yi said: "Bai Emperor never does useless things... After Bai Changdeng was seriously injured, he dared to move the grassland, so he must be sure to be sure."

Yun Xun's expression became solemn.

"What do you mean is that the Eastern Demon Realm will do its best to attack the grassland this time?"

"Yes, not right."

Ning Yi nodded, shook his head again, and said, "Bai Gen is seriously injured now. If he can take all his strength, he will definitely kill the Dragon Emperor Palace first. The reason why he chose the grassland to take action is probably a test. If the grassland is too weak, it will be eaten directly."

Speaking of this, Yun Xun had some understanding—

In the eyes of top strong people, the strength of the grassland depends only on one person.

Yuan.

"The combat power of the Great Saint level has arrived in person, attacked the western border, and mobilized many troops in such a way..."

Yun Xun looked at the vast and blue river beneath his body, and a guess emerged in his mind.

Is all this to lead to the essence?

And the Yuan, who is familiar with the outside world, chooses to avoid the world, which is already a response.

In a trance, a sound rang out in my ears.

"Lingsu and I go to the western border..."

"Yun Xun, I'll bother you with the matter about the Muhe King's tent."

Yun Xun turned around and found that the two people beside him were nowhere to be seen.

He shook his head and couldn't help but smile bitterly. Although he hadn't seen him for five years, he was extremely familiar with Ning Yi's way of traveling without a trace.

...

...

In the western border, the drums sounded long.

The black clouds are slamming the city and want to destroy it. When you look at the stage, you will find that there is a tide of beasts that stretches to the sky in the distance and cannot be seen at the end with your naked eyes.

Five hundred thousand beasts tide, soldiers are at the city.

If you really stand on the high platform and look down at the surging tide, you will only feel suffocated.

If it weren't for the magnificent "Qingming Tian" that covered the dome of the western border and isolated the high platform from the beast tide... Then the breaking of the Western border defense line would only take one night.

The most terrifying thing is the "blazing sun" hanging above the pitch-black dome!

Looking through dozens of miles, the dark sky seemed to be burning a hole by the golden flames of the sun. If you take a few more glances at it, you will feel your heart aroused.

Even if I close my eyes, I still feel hot and hot.

It seemed as if my eyes were almost burned.

The identity of that storm was already obvious.

In the entire demon clan, except for the two emperors, one of the most powerful practitioners—

The Great Sage of Golden Crow.

Those who can be respected as "Great Sage" are all top-level existences in the Nirvana realm, integrating the Tao realm into one, and approaching the perfection.

Only one step away from the fruit of life and death.

Regardless of whether this final step is a natural disaster... the Great Sage is definitely the strongest combat power under the emperor!

The Great Sage of Xuan Chi in the Dragon Emperor Palace of the Northern Demon Realm, the Great Sage of Jinwu in the Mustard Mountain of the Eastern Demon Realm, and... the former old city lord of Badu City.

If such an existence takes action, it can easily move mountains and burn the sea.

Even if the sun was not taken from beginning to end, it would just hang on the high platform in the west, giving people endless sense of oppression.

In the Qingming Tian.

A hawk slowly landed on the frontier wall.

Tian Yu took off the jade slip tied to the legs of the eagle falcon, swept it by with his divine thoughts, shook his head, and said, "There is no movement on the other side of the mother river."

As soon as these words were spoken, the grassland kings who followed Tian Yu all looked gloomy.

The White Wolf King said: "How long can the Qingming Heaven Array Pattern last?"

The tide of 500,000 beasts has been attacking Qingmingtian for more than ten days.

"The formation pattern is quite solid. It seems that the attack of these beast tides alone cannot cause substantial damage to 'Qingmingtian'."
To be continued...