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Tao Jing took a deep breath and said, "Your Excellency Qianhu, don't provoke me. If there is no matter about Tongguan Gorge, I will leave tomorrow morning with my seal just because of the fact that I have to be restrained by Chaotiansi!"

We scholars, don't suffer from this birdishness!

"But with this matter, you can't drive me away."

"Don't worry, during this period of time, I will not disgust you with the so-called integrity of scholars. As long as it is beneficial to the general situation, I will definitely cooperate with you if you have any orders."

"However! When the Northwest War is over and Tongguan Gorge is stable, I, Tao Jing, will resign immediately and return home!"

you want to go? You are dreaming! How could the Northwest War end so easily? And if the imperial court adopts its own plan, then there will be a long-term confrontation with King Jin.

Not to mention the Tongguan Gorge, which is periodic, an outbreak cycle of the extermination of the domain... I'm sorry, it may be longer than your Tao Jing's life.

This guy has a bad temper, but integrity. And this is a person who has a great opportunity to "condense the holy blood", how could he let go so easily.

Then... under Ben Qianhu, have you worked hard for decades?

Sun Changming smiled slightly, clasped his fists and said, "I'm Qianhu, thank you Master Tao first." Then Sun Changming suddenly asked with shame, "I don't know if your love can get married? Are you educated and dignified?"

Tao Jing was furious, and rolled up his sleeves to fight him desperately. Sun Changming had already fled away: "Tch, a dead-headed old fool can't take jokes."

Tao Jing naturally couldn't catch up, he was panting heavily, and Sun Changming's voice floated from afar: "This mountain temple must be protected to avoid accidents."

Tao Jing had this intention a long time ago. He used to worry that his practice of "sorcery" would be exposed, but now he no longer has this concern. He replied angrily: "You don't have to worry about it, I will buy this place tomorrow and fence it up to prevent outsiders from entering or leaving at will."

Sun Changming nodded, left the mountain temple and went directly to Wangyunya.

When it was almost dawn, he was already lying in the room of Wangyunya Hundred Households. Normally, Sun Changming would not be able to fall asleep at this time, but for some reason today, he fell asleep in a daze while lying on the bed.

In a trance, suddenly there was a shocking roar that woke him up.

Sun Changming sat up dreamily, looked around, his eyes were full of confusion: he was sitting in a thick long grass, surrounded by barrenness, the vitality of heaven and earth in the air was extremely rich, and lively and agile, it seemed that it would automatically get into the body without training .

But Sun Changming clearly felt that the aura in his body was calm, and he didn't really receive the vitality of the world.

"Dream?"

Immediately afterwards, a strong wave came from a distance, and the earth rolled like a wave.

Sun Changming vaguely saw a huge creature in the distant mountains, shaking its head towards the sky. He floated up into the air, and the strong fluctuation swept over him, but passed through his body without any effect.

Sun Changming turned his head and looked in that direction. The mountains were rolling and rolling, but there was a giant beast in the middle, which was even higher than that mountain!

It stood up, shaking its body, and its long black and gray hair spread out, covering a small village at the foot of the mountain.

The human beings in the village slash-and-burn, self-sufficient, although they are poor, they are also happy and happy; those long-haired ones flew over, and the people fled in terror, but none of them was spared, and they were all entangled by a demon hair and dragged back.

There were screams, cries, and roars.

Dozens of people were rolled over first, and the big monster grabbed it and squeezed it in his hand, blood flowed down his fingers, the big monster opened his mouth wide and followed, gurgling to his fullest!

He drank human blood, threw away the broken corpses, arrested dozens of people again, and squeezed out blood again...

Part of those dismembered corpses fell in front of Sun Changming. It was a human face, with eyes, nose, and ears all squeezed together!

Some strong young men roared and stabbed the monster with the stone spear in their hands, but they couldn't even pierce the monster's hair, let alone save themselves and their clansmen.

A small village of more than a hundred people was quickly massacred! And the reason was just because the big demon passed by and felt thirsty. There is a big river next to it, but he feels it is not as sweet as human blood.

After quenching his thirst with human blood, the big demon withdrew his demon skills and shrunk his body, as if nothing had happened, and continued on his way refreshed and contented.

Sun Changming gritted his teeth and blushed furiously, but he knew very well that all this was a phantom of the past, and he couldn't do anything.

As the figure of the big monster gradually faded away, everything around him became blurred. Sun Changming's eyes blurred, and he came outside a big tribe again.

Their settlements were built on the hillside, and surrounded by high walls with stones and wood based on the terrain.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a monster with the head of a sheep and a human body, with scarlet eyes and fangs, holding a shepherd's whip in his hand, driving a group of half-sheep, half-wolf monsters past.

The group of monsters and beasts all over the mountains made the tribe extremely nervous, and immediately closed the gate and pulled up the suspension bridge. The whole tribe climbed onto the fence with weapons in hand, looking outside vigilantly.

The goat demon suddenly saw this tribe, was overjoyed, made a strange sound, and waved his whip to drive the herd of monsters towards the tribe.

Sun Changming understood what the sheep demon said: What a pasture!

There were hundreds of thousands of monsters in the group, and the tribe fought **** battles, but they only persisted for a quarter of an hour before being overwhelmed by the endless group of monsters!

Thousands of people in the tribe were not enough for those monsters to devour. Several monsters bit a person at the same time, tore them hard, each pulled a piece off, and devoured it like crazy!

This group of monsters was like locusts, passing by the tribe without leaving anything behind.

Sun Changming looked up to the sky and sighed. Only when he saw it with his own eyes, would he understand how difficult it was for the human race to survive in that ancient age, and how great it was for the ancestors to reverse the destiny and become the master of this world!

The hundreds of thousands of monsters in front of him gradually became blurred, and Sun Changming found himself appearing above a majestic city wall made of huge stones.

The people in the city have already learned how to cultivate and can forge powerful weapons and armor.

Teams of human warriors are quickly climbing to the top of the city to support the companions guarding the top of the city.

Outside the city wall, several big monsters are in the formation, and the monster soldiers are mixed with a large group of monsters, rushing to the top of the city frantically. The monster soldiers are like the tide, and the city wall is the embankment. Every time the flood beats, it will be smashed to pieces, but there will always be some "tide water" rolling up to the city, causing a large number of human deaths.

Sun Changming suddenly heard a mighty shout, and he looked back: a nine-foot-tall human warrior was standing on the top of the tower. Falling down among the monster soldiers below, with a wave of the giant sword, a huge gully hundreds of feet long was left in the monster soldiers!

The scene in front of me faded away again, as if that period of terrible suffering was drifting away from the current human race in the long river of time.

Everything around was re-condensed, but it was covered with a faint blood red.

The ground under his feet has collapsed, surrounded by interrupted mountain peaks, four large rivers have been intercepted, and floods are flooding. A more powerful force blocked the void, and no existence could intervene.

This is a dangerous battlefield.

Floating in the center of the battlefield are the opposing sides.

On one side is an ancient monster with a breath of air. He has three heads, a bull's head in the middle, a high snake head on the left, and an imaginary ghost head with fangs on the right!

His body is as majestic as a mountain, with black hair all over his body, except for a narrow white stripe in the center of his back.

Infinite monster power, mixed with the power of death, rolled over him.

In his hand he gripped a strangely shaped spear. The handle of the spear is a thick and long bone, and the tip of the spear is a polished dark red translucent gemstone, in which the souls of hundreds of clans are imprisoned, and they continue to make shrill roars.

Skydigger Spear!

Sun Changming's heart moved: Then this big monster is... Kui Ming!

On the sky-digging spear in Kui Ming's hand, clusters of bright light exploded continuously, which was condensed into a murderous aura.

However, Sun Changming saw that the handle of the spear looked familiar—it was exactly the same as the bone he found in the magma lake!

On the opposite side of Kuiming, stood a human warrior.

He was wearing a battle robe of tiger demon skin and a battle helmet carved from the skull of a demon dragon. There were scars all over his body, and blood gushed out from everywhere uncontrollably, falling on the ground drop by drop.

His face is plain and not handsome, just like every ordinary human being.

Although his body was covered with scars and his face was full of tiredness, his eyes were exceptionally bright, with a fighting spirit in them, and he didn't have the slightest intention to back down!

His saber was broken, only about three feet long, and the shattered pieces of iron were scattered all over the ground.

Kui Ming raised the sky-digging spear in his hand, pointed the dark red spearhead at Huanlong, and the ghosts of hundreds of clans seemed to rush out, screaming and devouring his body.

"You miscalculated." Kui Ming's voice sounded, as if he could dominate the world: "If you can endure for another hundred years, even I am powerless to reverse the situation!"

Huanlong said firmly: "Patience? Your so-called patience means that you want me to watch you travel 30,000 miles and slaughter 7 million people of my family along the way?"

Kuiming laughed loudly, and his voice shook the sky: "Hahaha, this is a conspiracy! I am here to let you watch your clansmen be killed. If you can't help it, I will interrupt you if you come out to fight." The rise of the luck of the human race; if you hold back, I will be able to slaughter a lot, and go back in a show of strength. The human race will suffer heavy losses, and their ambition will be frustrated. The rise of luck will still be contained. Fight for more for our race Three hundred years!"

"However, if this seat is you, you will be patient! It is not difficult to choose between three hundred years of dormancy and the severance of luck."

Huanlong shook his head lightly, and clenched the broken knife in his hand.

"Patience? In the face of the massacre of our people, we will not endure, because we have emotions! We are human!

Unlike you, they are just a bunch of smarter beasts, at best they can only hurt others.

Do you understand, there is no essential difference between you and monsters in terms of things and injuries! "

Kui Ming grinned grimly: "Death is imminent, all that's left is a stubborn mouth!"

The Skydigging Spear thrust out with a bang, and the Broken Knife boldly rushed forward!

Sun Changming saw the most exciting part of this battle, the great sage of the monster clan and the hero of the human race, the sky collapsed and the earth fell, and the sun and the moon dimmed. Although he knew the result of this battle very well, Sun Changming's blood was still boiling with enthusiasm, and at the same time, with a trace of luck in his heart, he hoped that the final winner would be the Huanlong family.

But in the end when the dust settled, Kui Ming knelt on the ground, the snake's head was cut off, and the ghost's head was completely annihilated. On the only remaining head, one horn was broken and both eyes were completely blind.

A huge wound was cut on his body by the short knife, and a few pieces of internal organs were dragged on the ground.

But he won, Huanlongshi had fallen, his head was in Kuiming's left hand.

"Hehehe..." Kuiming laughed in a low voice, and the more he laughed, the louder his voice gradually shook the world: "Huanlong Clan is defeated, and the human race will be trampled under our feet forever, eat whatever you want, kill if you want !"

He leaned on the skydigging spear in his other hand, and tried to stand up—the moment he stood up straight, he felt that he could control this world!

But Huanlong's head in his hand suddenly opened his eyes: "Idiot, you are no different from those monsters!"

Kui Ming was shocked and almost threw the head in his hand. His body also shook, and he sat down on his buttocks.

"You... you have died in battle!"

Huanlong said again: "I'm indeed dead. If I can't die, how can I fight off your underworld head? If I don't fight off your underworld head, how can I win Kuiming, the great sage of the demon clan!"

A blood-red light floated out from his eyes, tightly entangled Kui Ming!

Kui Ming let out a loud roar, and fell down in pain, the human head and the skydigging spear in both hands fell down.

"If you don't seize Kuiming, the great sage of the demon clan, how can you sneak into the ancestral land of the demon clan and destroy your blood sacrifice of the Great Heaven You Reincarnation!"

Kui Ming was completely shocked: "You all know? Who, who leaked the top secret of our family?!"

Huanlong's red light continued to erode, and he laughed loudly: "Guess!"

"The monster clan has been preparing for four hundred years to use the Great Youtian Reincarnation Blood Sacrifice to change the order of life in this world and put our clan under the monster clan forever. What a big ambition!"

"Why do you do this? Do you also understand that our clan must not be suppressed, and sooner or later it will surpass your monster clan!"

"You came out suddenly, massacred my family, and even publicized your so-called conspiracy. In fact, what you are most afraid of is that we will really stand up to stop you, because these seven million souls are the last of your Great Youtian Reincarnation Blood Sacrifice. Sacrifice!"

"You don't know, the nineteen heroes of our clan are all fighting for this chance to infiltrate the monster clan and destroy the Dayoutian Reincarnation Blood Sacrifice."

"I'm lucky. I wasn't the strongest one in a fight, but I won by drawing lots, hahaha!"

"The other 18 heroes cut off their souls and sent them into my body to help me practice the "Nine Extremes Primordial Spirit Art". living!"

"No one of our heroes is your opponent if you fight alone, but this just makes you relax your vigilance, so I have a chance to kill your underworld head, otherwise I really can't be sure of success."

The blood-red light completely defeated Kui Ming's resistance, and crazily penetrated into his head. Kui Ming let out a terrified and unwilling roar, but it stopped abruptly only halfway through!

"He" stood up again, broke the Skydigging Spear and threw it away, then glanced affectionately at the vast territory of the Human Race, and staggered towards the direction of the Monster Race...

Everything in front of Sun Changming's eyes gradually became dark.

Then, in the middle of the darkness, another hazy image gradually lit up, like a baby who just opened its eyes.

In the ancient temple of the human race, the flame that symbolizes the inheritance of destiny is burning on the altar. The old and wise high priest held an earthen jar.

Nineteen human heroes, tall and straight, full of heroic spirit, each stepped forward and pulled out a bamboo stick from the clay pot.

Finally, they formed a circle and showed the bamboo sticks in their hands to compare with each other. The one in Huanlong's hand was obviously longer.

"Hahahaha..." He looked happy and laughed out loud.

Among the other eighteen, some threw the bamboo sticks to the ground angrily, some sighed silently, and some shouted: "Huanlong is not strong enough..."

Huanlong said angrily: "Come and fight with me!"

The high priest opened his hands and pressed lightly, saying: "This is the choice of our family's destiny...".

The screen dimmed, and then turned on again, and the Huanlong clan was already standing proudly in the flames of the altar. Eighteen human heroes kneeled neatly on one knee.

The high priest held a bone dagger, grabbed their souls one by one, cut off their souls, and then praised them, holding them in both hands and sending them into the flames...

The eighteen heroes trembled in pain, but they didn't say a word, and even looked at Huanlong in the flames with envious and even jealous eyes...

Finally, everything darkened again, and Sun Changming slowly opened his eyes.

All of this was recorded by the obsession in the dark red stone.

Sun Changming felt his nose a little sore, he rubbed it vigorously, then gritted his teeth to hold back.

So that period of history is like this!

Nineteen of the most powerful heroes of the human race draw lots for one death.

The eighteen who were not selected will each lose their souls! For a strong person of this level, this loss will cause them to be tortured for the rest of their lives, and they will never be able to recover. Even if they are reincarnated, they will be affected forever. Died!

But they did it without hesitation.

And the most dangerous one is undoubtedly the Huanlong family.

Kui Ming, who was seized by the Huanlong clan, will eventually end up being eaten by "his" descendants—probably not that these descendants are wolf-hearted, as the outside world says, but that they have already discovered Kui Ming's true identity.

Huanlong's soul probably didn't escape.

Sun Changming only felt a "qi" in his chest, not anger, not hatred, but pride!

The ancestors of my family, be generous!

He understood why the Huanlong clan did this. In that era, although the human race had begun to rise, the strength of the monster race still surpassed that of the human race, and it was impossible to directly enter the ancestral land of the monster race.

The Yaozu's Great Youtian Reincarnation Blood Sacrifice has reached the final juncture when it only needs seven million soul sacrifices. If it continues to be delayed, the human race will really have no chance.

Even the so-called "Rising Luck of the Human Race" is probably an illusion deliberately created by the Monster Race to paralyze the Human Race in order to complete the Great Youtian Reincarnation Blood Sacrifice!

With this illusion, they were able to make the human race "be patient" and allow them to harvest seven million innocent souls.

But why in the legend of the human race later, the Huanlong clan became a loser, and this epic past history was drowned out?

In a blink of an eye, Sun Changming understood: the fate of the human race has been postponed for nine hundred years.

It should be that in the past nine hundred years, the truth has been lost, and many human races are actually complaining and even harboring hatred for the Long family.

To this day, there is not a single temple of the Huanlong clan in the entire territory of the human race, which shows this point.

Although Sun Changming was very sensible before and did not resent the Huanlong family; but when Hua Bulian was such an evil monster, he taunted the stupidity of the human race loudly, ruined the opportunity for nothing, and postponed the rise of luck for nine hundred years—Sun Changming still felt very uncomfortable Yes, and it was the kind of discomfort that could not be refuted.

But now, he completely understands: you are the ones who are stupid!

And I have been so stupid until now, I don't even know what kind of great deeds our ancestors accomplished! And you Monster Race, what have you lost in this process!

"Wait, kill the Nine Lich Demon Court, I will definitely sort out the historical materials and justify the names of the nineteen heroes of our clan!"

In addition, Sun Changming is also very curious: How did the human race know such a secret about the Great Youtian Reincarnation Blood Sacrifice?

Judging from the conversation between Kuiming and the Huanlong family, it seems that there are spies in the Yaozu. Who is it?

Sun Changming was not surprised by this "dream" of his own. Like Tao Jing, he would only be dreamed after touching the dark red rock.

"That huge rock was the heart of the Huanlong family back then!" Sun Changming realized. The magma lake is the blood of the Huanlong family back then, and Yuanhua Zhenshui is also part of the remains.

But the Nine Frost Sand Crystal is the product of the natural purification of Kuiming's resentment.

The Huanlong family is not dead, it is Kuiming who died.

The Huanlong family is too powerful, and the remains have passed through millions of years. Although they have been materialized separately, they still maintain a certain mysterious connection.

The dark red rock can maintain a certain connection with the magma, causing the ebb and flow of the tide like a beating heart. Presumably it is also related to other parts.

Follow this rock, and you should be able to find all the treasures that the remains have turned into.

But Sun Changming didn't want to mine anymore—it was a heavy inheritance, and Sun Changming didn't want to measure it with money. Instead, it is better to follow the ancient obsession in the dark red rock and leave all these inheritances to Tao Jing.

There is no remnant soul in the remains, only obsession.

But the wool left by Kuiming—the Nine Frost Sand Crystals must be dug out, and they must be pulled out for nothing.

It was dawn outside the window, and Sun Changming got up, still feeling restless for a long time.

Until noon, Sun Changming suddenly felt a little strange. He always felt that something was wrong, so he checked himself and found that the problem was from the second master.

A certain old girl who is often forgotten, frantically activated the contact talisman last night!

Sun Changming shrank his neck: he was busy with Tao Jing's affairs last night, and he seemed to sense some "changes" on the side of the second master, and he didn't pay much attention to it.

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The second master sat up from the coffin, and opened Miss Chun's contact talisman:

"Old pervert, you bastard! My old lady is about to be tricked to death by you again!"

"It's not that I always want to scold you, you really... kill me. In the future, if I take your business again, I will take your surname!"

"For a family in a place, no matter how strong the family is, it would be nice to have the fourth realm in charge, but why do you have the fifth realm in your errand?"

"Hurry up and call back!"

"I'm stuck in the Wusheng Gorge, and I won't last long, so hurry up and find a way!"

"Old pervert, let me tell you that the water in Yan's house is much deeper than you imagined. I have already found the clues, come and rescue me quickly, otherwise you will never know anything!"

"Old color..."

The last message had only one beginning, and it seemed to be interrupted by some sudden change.