“If the king dies, who can fight against the Night King?”

Yang Rui smiled faintly, "If the emperor dies, the underworld can be said to be basically stable, united underworld, enough to compete with the night king, whether it is the earth king, the king of heaven or the night king, it is impossible to divide the world with people!"The Night King cooperates with the earthly king and the king of heaven, but he just wants to use them to clean up the underworld, and secondly, he wants to get the tiger character without any effort!"

"So in the end there is a battle, and this battle will be the most difficult one!"Yang Rui slightly glared.

"As you expected, when the Night King and the Heavenly King died, I could already imagine the end of the King of the Earth!"I hope it goes as you wish!”

The two talked for a long time.

Yang Rui went to the home of Dong Lingyu and Cui Hao, and the two already had a pair of children and had a very happy life.He was just looking away and didn’t bother.

Then I left the lily.

The sun-dwelling halls are quite peaceful, and each hall has the rule to take care of it and is well organized.

All the orderly development, suddenly, a bad news from the West, so that the eastern countries panicked.

A griffin broke through many obstacles and broke the sky.

Knights from the West, seeking help from the East.

In the face of the request of the knight, Z country was silent.

"How many brothers have died when the eight countries attacked our country, and now they are in trouble, let us help, do you think I am a fool?" 」

"The war has burned, and one day it will spread to our land, and the grievances that were once quarreled are not the reason for us to stand by now!"

On the border of Z country, many fractures can be seen so far, and there have been countless blood stains of compatriots here, which makes it impossible for many people to let go.

"In any case, we can't let the war burn on the land of Country Z, behind the country, I will wait for the man, when I block it from home!"

“Hold on, let’s get out of sight!”

Soon after, all kinds of strong people appeared in various ways, spontaneously went to the west to block the footsteps of the Night King Army!

All countries are absolute and the war threatens all countries, unprecedented.

On the third day, the old man in the West sent a message to Yang Rui, and Yang Rui heard that his face was not very good-looking.

“There is going to war!I should be ready too!”

Yang Rui left, searching for the trail of Zhou Fu, but unfortunately the latter was like the evaporation of the human race, the once locality, only the day-distance ghosts were still suppressed there, and the rest of them were gone.

The release of the sun god, the latter shocked, a few years ago the strength of the ordinary can not be ordinary guy, but now grew to make him extremely afraid of the existence.

“Go back, hell, you need it!”

“Thank you, Mr. President!”

He did not find Zhou Fu, and Yang Rui did not stay in the sun, tearing the void and returning to the underworld through the turbulence of space.

Another year is the day of the opening of the mountain gate, the fantasy is restarted, more than three years, the underworld has given birth to a new generation of strong people, in this era of chaos, strong birth, one strong, in the underworld broke into the name of Hehewei.

On Tai Xuanfeng, Yang Rui saw a familiar figure, a generation of white clothes, the beautiful shangguan Yi, year after year, she never gave up the Tai Xuanyuan left by the occult melur.

Just like the crowd of people surged at that time, through the fog, through the magic array, Yang Rui saw countless young masters trying, but no one got it.

Shangguan Yi's realm has already reached the realm of quasi-eight products, as a well-known young master in the underworld, her strength is unquestionable, but she has not yet taken that step.

It can be seen that the saddle of the eight products may not be just a gift to step in, and the opportunity is equally important.

“Do you know the old man?”Yang Rui asked.

"Know, but do not understand, some people say that he is an otherworldly saint, has long been able to break the cycle, stepped into another realm!" 」"There are also rumors that he can break the cycle, along the loop, out of the world."

"In short, there are endless legends about him, but the whole underworld has really seen a handful of him!"

“Have you even seen it?”

Bing Tu Asura shook his head, "Not to mention me, even the Hades may not have really seen his true body, once the age, too subtle real, known as the first immortal of red dust, has the name of the fairy, when I was born, the underworld will spread his legend, but the entire history of the underworld has few records of him."

"The only time change, the only thing that leaves behind this too occult peak, and this too occult peak on the secret."

Yang Rui set foot on the road to the peak, this is his second time on the summit, he would like to see, the legend of the first fairy left by the secret.

“The peak turns, the mountain is exhausted.”

"Three cups of road, one fight in nature."

Remember the words he saw, and the words he saw.

Stepping into the big battle again, in the hazy, Yang Rui saw the white-robed old man again, no thoughts, followed by again, with a golden flag in his right hand, a long sword in his left hand, and a steep peak, the old man was walking flat.

In this way, Yang Rui stayed in Taixuan Peak for three days, in addition to wanting to uncover the secret of Tai Xuanfeng, but also want to understand the traces left by Tai Xuan's real people.

For three days, he did not stop, he was in the big battle, feeling every scratch and the imprint in the battle.

“The road is like a green sky, I can’t do it alone!”

For three days, Yang Rui suddenly opened his eyes, the golden light in his eyes was surging, the footsteps of everything were surging, the pace of his feet was stagnant, and he stared at the white-robed old man and began to understand.

“The peak turns, the mountain is exhausted.”With this sentence in the mouth, the former seems to be a turning point, but then there is no way to do it.This is his current situation.

Suddenly thought of something, Yang Rui's mind suddenly moved, in the sea of knowledge, the spirit baby opened his eyes at this moment, and the golden light went through the false place in front.

“Oh.”Yang Rui's mouth clattered with a curvity, "the predecessors are really open-minded people."

"Life must be happy, don't make the golden tirrel against the moon!"He walked to the hazy mountain pass, in front of the roadless, vaguely he saw a pavilion, the old disappeared, reappeared, holding the golden trumpet, drinking to this hazy void, there was no one opposite to him, but there was a glass of wine.The cup is not empty, who does he seem to be waiting for?

"Life must be happy, don't make Jintao empty against the moon?"

Yang Rui went to the pavilion, sat down, felt the heaven and the earth, felt the marks, and felt that the drunken white-robed old man at this moment was holding the golden chest to drink.

Sitting for a long time.

After sitting for a long time, he seemed to feel, he stood up and laughed at himself, "The younger generation can't do the openness of the predecessors, it seems that it is too occult to wash the essence of the Bible, destined to have no fate."

Then he stood up and headed for the mountain.

"Everyone has everyone's way, you don't have to worry about it, just strengthen your own way!" 」

“The heart is unstoppable, the sea is flat!”Blood asura.

Yang Rui heard the words and nodded his head.

(End of this chapter)