Heir To All

The night is coming soon.

At around eight o'clock, Yang Xiaojing and Yang Junlin rushed to a small restaurant near Yundong Mountain to wait for their second uncle to appear.

And tonight Yundong Mountain is under martial law.

The team racing on the mountain was nowhere to be seen, and the mountain was pitch black, shrouded in boundless darkness, as if the whole mountain was asleep.

It wasn't until a young man in his early thirties, who was very powerful, walked to the top of Yundong Mountain, that the highest peak in Zhangchuan City, seemed to gradually wake up from his deep sleep.

The bushes on the top of the mountain sway with the wind.

The clouds on the top of the mountain rolled up and down, as if a big change will happen tonight.

"This breath is a little weird. Could it be that I am dazzled and have hallucinations."

At the bottom of Yundong Mountain, in a restaurant, a sloppy old man was chewing on chicken legs, closing his eyes, feeling the surrounding atmosphere, feeling a little strange, then shook his head slightly, and continued to wait for the person he was waiting to appear.

This person is not someone else.

It was the second uncle in Yang Junlin's mouth.

The killer of the Yang family.

Yang Madmo.

Legend has it that when he was less than 30 years old, Crazy Yang became a great master, and he traveled all over the world since then. Only every head of the Yang family knew his whereabouts.

Over the past forty years, he has only returned to Yang's house three times.

Every time I go back, it's the critical moment of the Yang family, or the moment when the Yang family's sword is broken.

This time he appeared in Zhangchuan City because of a character named Chu Linguang.

He was curious, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

Because two months ago, his strength successfully broke through the great master and entered the realm of the gods. In the current world, not many people can compare with him.

Even in the southern and northern regions, he thought he could come and go freely.

Fearless.

On the top of Yundong Mountain.

The young man came with his hand in his hand and looked at the prosperous city center of Zhangchuan City. He recalled what happened over the years.

He and Ye Chen go hand in hand.

He controls the Northern Territory, and Ye Chen controls the Southern Territory.

The two Gods of War, secretly vying for each other, and interacting with each other on the bright side, people often talk about it, lamenting that the country is blessed, and two young Gods of War can be born at the same time.

Although the two of them had torn apart and competed with each other, the two men's soldiers also looked at each other uncomfortably, but they have always been in peace.

Until the appearance of Chu Linguang.

The Bei Jing's attention to him seems to have surpassed Ye Chen's attention this time.

When Ye Chen retired from Chu Xinyue and planned to marry Zhao Xun'er, Ning Xuanyuan and Bei Jing did not hear anything about it, but the frequent information from Master Xu made Xu Gonghai eager to move.

As a result, Xu Gonghai returned to Zhangchuan City.

Not only failed to win Chu Linguang, on the contrary, he became a waiter at Chu Linguang Restaurant.

At the same time, he applied for the mandala to visit the northern border in person to subdue Chu Linguang.

The result was defeated by Chu Linguang.

Even more watched, Chu Linguang took the blood monarch to sit down.

If this news hadn't been passed back by Mandala himself, Ning Xuanyuan would not have believed it.

In order to subdue Chu Linguang, and to see where Chu Linguang is, he dared to speak wildly to make him the son-in-law of the Chu family. Ning Xuanyuan finally arrived in Zhangchuan tonight.

Appeared on the top of Yundong Mountain.

Mandala stood behind Ning Xuanyuan and looked up to the north of Ning Xuanyuan. She was infinitely proud of her. She admired Ning Xuanyuan in her heart, and worshipped in her heart. She wanted to be loyal to Ning Xuanyuan for a lifetime, without complaint or regret.

She knew that there were so many attractive things about this man.

The charm of him has nowhere to rest.

A small amount of action can convince thousands of beautiful girls.

In this life of her mandala, she will always serve Ning Xuanyuan as her master, and will do her best to die for Ning Xuanyuan.

He glanced at Ning Xuanyuan deeply.

The mandala quietly retreated.

At this moment, she was very jealous of Chu Linguang, Chu Linguang, how can Ning Xuanyuan be treated like this, and rushed from the north to Zhangchuan City to meet him.

But she was confident in her heart.

After tonight.

There is no more Chu Linguang in Zhangchuan City.

Ning Xuanyuan sat down and two generals will be added.

One is Chu Linguang, and the other is Blood Lord.

She was full of confidence in Ning Xuanyuan.

There is no thing Ning Xuanyuan can't do in this world, and there is no one who Ning Xuanyuan can't conquer.

Even if Ye Chen, the God of War of the Southern Territory, wants to come to Mandala, one day, he will become a general of Ning Xuanyuan.

In this country, there will not be two Gods of War for a long time, only one God of War will exist.

Ning Xuanyuan is the only existence.

The mandala retreated, pushing his body halfway up the mountain.

At this moment, the figure of Chu Linguang also set foot on Yundong Mountain. He did not hurry and came to the top of Yundong Mountain step by step.

He saw the mandala on the mountainside and ignored it.

When Mandala saw him coming by himself, he didn't even bring the blood to help, and he was even more disdainful in his heart.

She originally expected that in order to increase the weight, Chu Linguang would definitely keep the blood king by his side, and even after a while, he would attack Ning Xuanyuan with the blood king, to feel the strength of Ning Xuanyuan in the end.

How could it be expected.

He came here alone.

She carefully searched the vicinity of Yundong Mountain and did not see the figure of the Blood Lord. She was even more certain. When she went down the mountain for a while, Chu Linguang was one of their generals in the north, and would even obey her.

After all, with the qualifications, Chu Linguang could not become her boss.

At the same time that Mandala thought about it, Chu Linguang also came to the highest peak of the mountain.

The starry sky is now.

Ning Xuanyuan stood with his hands behind his back, facing Chu Linguang.

In the top of the mountain where the wind was hunting, Ning Xuanyuan seemed to have become a fossil, making people unpredictable and unable to feel the breath of his life.

It's a pity that Chu Linguang has a brilliant eye.

Chu Linguang said he was not curious about the Northern War God Ning Xuanyuan, who was able to compete with Ye Chen, and even in many respects, overwhelmed Ye Chen. It was fake.

Sweep away the golden eyes.

Chu Linguang clearly noticed that Ning Xuanyuan's horrible cultivation base was like a vast abyss, with no end in sight.

This level of strength is not comparable to the general gods.

Even if ten blood princes swarmed up, it was difficult to shake Ning Xuanyuan.

He is so terrifying, what should Ye Chen do.

And what made Chu Linguang even more shocked.

Ning Xuanyuan actually had internal injuries on his body, and the internal injuries had only just formed.

It happened within two days.

It is hard to imagine that under the world, who could have won Ning Xuanyuan and left a heavy wound in Ning Xuanyuan's body.

It can be said that at the first glance, Chu Linguang was a little embarrassed.

Ning Xuanyuan's strength was far stronger than he had imagined.

He originally thought that the Divine Realm cultivation was enough to compete with people like Ning Xuanyuan and Ye Chen, but now it seems that he is too naive.

"Chu Linguang, the look you looked at me just now made me a little uncomfortable."

At this moment, Ning Xuanyuan turned around and looked at Chu Linguang, as if two rounds of the sun were burning in front of Chu Linguang, blazing flames, oppressive.