Tao Jing took a deep breath and said, "Sir Qianhu don't need to provoke me. If there is no matter of the Copper Coffin Gorge, just because of the restraint of the Chaotian Division, Lao Tzu will hang his seal and leave tomorrow morning!"

We readers are not immune to this bird!

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

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

"However! When the Northwest War is over and the copper coffin gorge is settled, I, Tao Jing, will resign immediately and return home!"

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

Not to mention Copper Coffin Gorge, it's cyclical, and the destruction of the domain has an outbreak cycle... I'm sorry, it may be longer than your Tao Jingxiao's life.

This guy is bad-tempered, but upright. And this is a person who has the great opportunity of "condensing holy blood", how can he let go so easily.

That can't be... Under the hands of Ben Qianhu, earnestly work for decades?

Sun Changming smiled slightly, clasped his fists and said, "Ben Qianhu, thank you Mr. Tao first." Then Sun Changming suddenly asked with shy eyebrows and drooping eyes, "I don't know if Ling Ai can get married? Are you knowledgeable and dignified?"

Tao Jing was furious and rolled up his sleeves to fight with him. Sun Changming had already fled far away: "Cut, the brainless old fool can't make a joke."

Tao Jing naturally couldn't catch up, panting heavily, Sun Changming's voice came from a distance: "This mountain temple must be protected to avoid accidents."

Tao Jing had this intention for a long time. In the past, he was worried that his "witchcraft" practice would be exposed, but now this worry is gone. He replied angrily: "Don't worry about it, I will buy this place tomorrow, and it will not be allowed outsiders to come in and out at will."

Sun Changming nodded and left the mountain temple to look directly at Yunya.

When it was almost dawn, he was already lying in the room of the Baihu House in Wangyunya. Normally, Sun Changming wouldn't be able to fall asleep at this time, but today, for some reason, he fell asleep while lying on the bed.

In a trance, suddenly a terrifying roar woke him up.

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

However, Sun Changming clearly felt that the spiritual energy in his body was calm, and he did not really receive these heaven and earth vitality.

"Dream?"

Followed by a strong wave from a distance, the earth rolled like a wave.

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

Sun Changming turned his head to look in that direction, the mountains were rolling up and down, 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-gray hair spread out, covering a small village at the foot of the mountain.

The people in the village are self-sufficient, and although they are poor, they are happy and happy; those long hairs flew over the sky, people fled in panic, but no one was spared, all of them were entangled by a demon hair and dragged back.

Screams, weeps, and roars were heard incessantly.

Dozens of people were the first to be swept away, the big demon grabbed it in his hand and clenched it in his hand, and blood flowed down his fingers.

He drank human blood, threw the shredded corpses at random, arrested dozens of people again, and squeezed out the blood again...

Some of those broken corpses landed in front of Sun Changming. It was a human face, with eyes, nose, and ears all squeezed together!

There are some strong young people who roared and stabbed the monsters with the stone spears in their hands, but they couldn't even penetrate those monster hairs, let alone save themselves and their clansmen.

A small village with more than 100 people was slaughtered in no time! And the reason is just because the big demon passed by and felt thirsty. There is a big river next to it, but he feels that it is not as sweet as human blood.

After the human blood quenched his thirst, the big demon accepted the magic trick and shrunk his body, as if nothing had happened, and continued on his way with a refreshing and contented spirit.

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

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

Their settlements are built on mountains, and they are surrounded by high walls with stones and wood depending on the terrain.

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

The group of monsters spread all over the mountains, making the tribe extraordinarily nervous. They immediately closed the gate and pulled up the suspension bridge.

The sheep demon suddenly saw this tribe and was overjoyed. He made a strange sound in his mouth, and waved his whip to drive the group of monsters and rush towards the tribe.

Sun Changming understood what the sheep demon said: What a piece of grass!

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

The thousands of people in the tribe are simply not enough for those monsters to devour them. Several monsters bite at one person at the same time, tearing at each other with all their might, pulling off a piece of each, and devouring it frantically!

This group of monsters is like locusts, passing through the tribe, leaving nothing behind.

Sun Changming sighed in the sky. Only by seeing it with his own eyes would he understand how difficult it was for the human race to survive in those ancient times, 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 reappearing above a majestic city wall built of huge boulders.

The human race in the city has learned how to practice and can temper powerful weapons and armor.

A group of human warriors are quickly ascending to the top of the city to support the companions guarding the top of the city.

Outside the city wall, a few big monsters were in formation, and the monster soldiers, mixed with a large group of monsters, were frantically rushing towards the city head. The demon soldiers are like the tide, and the city wall is the river bank. Every time the flood slaps, it will smash into pieces, but there will always be some "tidal water" that rolls up the city, causing a large number of human deaths.

Sun Changming suddenly heard a loud shout, and he turned his head to look: a human warrior with a height of nine feet, standing on the top of the tower, pulled out the rough giant sword behind him, jumped into the air, and smashed heavily. Falling down among the demon soldiers, the giant sword swung, leaving a huge ravine a hundred feet long in the demon soldiers!

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

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

The ground beneath his feet has collapsed, surrounded by broken peaks, four large rivers intercepted, and flooded with water. A more powerful force blocked the void, and no existence could intervene.

This is a dangerous battlefield for one side.

In the center of the battlefield floated both sides of the duel.

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

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

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

He held a strangely shaped spear tightly in his hand. The handle of the spear is a thick and long bone, and the head of the spear is a polished dark red translucent gemstone. The souls of the hundreds of clans are imprisoned in it, and it keeps making a shrill roar.

Dig the spear!

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

The sky-digging spear in Kui Ming's hand continued to explode with clumps of light, which were condensed into substantial 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 lava lake!

On the opposite side of Kui Ming, 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 the body, and blood poured out from everywhere uncontrollably, falling drop by drop on the ground.

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

Although his body was covered with scars and tiredness was written all over his face, his eyes were exceptionally bright, and there was no sign of backing down in the middle of the battle!

His sword was broken, only three feet long, and the broken pieces of iron were scattered all over the earth.

Kui Ming raised the sky-digging spear in his hand, and the dark red spear pointed at the Huolong clan. Among them, the spirits of the hundreds of clans seemed to be rushing out, roaring and swallowing his body.

"You have miscalculated." Kui Ming's voice sounded, as if he could dominate the world: "If you can endure for another hundred years, you will be this seat, and you will not be able to reverse the overall situation!"

Huolong said firmly: "Patience? What do you mean by patience, do you want me to watch you 30,000 miles across, slaughtering 7 million people of my clan along the way?"

Kui Ming laughed loudly, and his voice shook the sky: "Hahaha, this is a conspiracy! The purpose of this visit is to let you watch your clansmen get killed. If you can't help it, I will interrupt you when you come out to fight. The rise of the fate of the human race; if you hold back, this seat can also be slaughtered. If you go back to show off your strength, the human race will suffer heavy losses, and your ambition will also be frustrated. The rise of luck will still be contained, and fight for our clan Three hundred years!"

"But if this seat is you, you will endure it! It is not difficult to choose between dormancy for three hundred years and the loss of luck."

Huo Long shook his head lightly and clenched the broken knife in his hand.

"Patience? Facing the slaughter of our tribesmen, we will not be patient, because we have emotions! We are human!

Unlike you, it's just a bunch of smart beasts who can only hurt others at best.

Do you understand, there is no essential difference between you and monsters! "

Kui Ming sneered: "Death is imminent, and only the mouth is hard!"

The sky-digging spear slammed out, and the broken knife greeted him proudly!

Sun Changming saw the most exciting part of this battle, the great sage of the demon race and the hero of the human race, the sky and the earth were torn apart, and the sun and the moon had no light. Although he was very clear about the outcome of this battle, Sun Changming was still enthusiastic, and at the same time had a bit of luck in his heart, hoping that the final winner would be the Huolong clan.

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

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

But he won, the Huolong clan had already fallen, and his head was in Kui Ming's left hand.

"Hehehe..." Kuiming laughed in a low voice, the more he laughed, the louder his voice gradually shook the world: "If the Huolong clan is defeated, the human race will be trampled underfoot by my clan forever, eat whatever they want, and kill whatever they want. kill!"

He leaned on the Sky Digging Spear in the other hand and tried to stand up - the moment he stood up straight, he felt that he could control this world!

But the head of the Huolong family in his hand suddenly opened his eyes: "Idiot, you are no different from those monsters!"

Kui Ming was so startled that he almost threw the head out of his hand. The body also swayed and sat down.

"You...you are already dead!"

Huolong said again: "I am indeed dead. If I can't fight to death, how can I kill your head? If I don't kill your head, how can I win the great saint of the demon clan!"

A blood-red light wafted out of his eyes and entangled Kui Ming!

Kui Ming roared and fell down in pain, the head and the sky-digging spear in both hands fell.

"If you don't take the demon clan's great saint Kui Ming, how can you sneak into the ancestral land of the demon clan and destroy your - Datianyou Samsara blood sacrifice!"

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

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

"The demon clan has been preparing for four hundred years to use the Dayoutian reincarnation blood sacrifice to change the order of life in this world, and put our clan under the demon clan forever. What a big ambition!"

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

"You suddenly came out, slaughtered my clan, and hyped up your so-called conspiracy. In fact, what you are most afraid of is that we really stand up to stop you, because these seven million wronged souls are the last of your Dayoutian reincarnation blood sacrifices. sacrifice!"

"You don't know, the nineteen heroes of our clan will all strive for the chance to win the house and sneak into the demon clan to destroy the Dayoutian reincarnation blood sacrifice."

"I am lucky. If I had a fight, I would not be the strongest one, but I won by drawing lots, hahaha!"

"The other eighteen heroes, each cut a soul and sent it into my body to help me cultivate this "Jiuji Yuanshen Law", this is the first soul technique in the ancient times, now you don't have a head, you can't stop it living!"

"No one of the heroes of our clan fights alone, but no one is your opponent, but this just makes you relax your vigilance, and I have the opportunity to kill your underworld head, otherwise I really have no confidence in winning the house."

The blood-red light completely defeated Kui Ming's resistance, and madly got into his head, Kui Ming let out a roar in horror and unwillingness, but it stopped abruptly in the middle of it!

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

Everything in front of Sun Changming's eyes slowly turned pitch black.

Then, in the dark center, another hazy picture gradually lights up, like a baby who has just opened his eyes.

In the ancient temple of the human race, the flames that symbolize the inheritance of destiny are burning on the altar. The old and wise high priest held a clay pot.

Nineteen human heroes, standing tall and full of heroic spirit, each stepped forward and took 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 Huolong's hand was obviously longer.

"Hahahaha..." He smiled and laughed.

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

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

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

The picture dimmed, then lit up again, and the Huolong Clan was already standing proudly in the flames of the altar. Eighteen human heroes knelt down neatly on one knee.

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

The eighteen heroes trembled in pain, but did not say a word, and looked at the Huolong clan in the flames with envy and even some jealous eyes...

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

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

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

It turned out that history was like this!

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

For the eighteen who were not selected, each of them cut a piece! For the powerhouse of this level, this loss will make them suffer in the future, and they will never recover. Even if they are reincarnated, they will be affected forever, and they will not be able to grow to more than ten years old. Die!

But they did it without hesitation.

And the most dangerous is undoubtedly the Huolong clan.

The Kui Ming who seized the house by the Huolong family ended up being eaten by the descendants of "own" - I am afraid that it is not these descendants, as the outside legends say, that it is these descendants who have the heart and the lungs, but that they have discovered Kui Ming's true identity.

Huolong's soul, I am afraid not escaped.

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

My ancestors, generous!

He understood why the Huolong clan did this. In that era, although the human race had begun to rise, the demon clan was still stronger than the human clan, and it was impossible to directly enter the ancestral land of the demon clan.

The Dayoutian Reincarnation Blood Sacrifice of the Monster Race has reached the last moment where it only needs 7 million sacrifices for the unjust souls. If it is delayed, the Human Race will really have no chance.

Even the so-called "human race's rise of luck" is likely to be an illusion created by the demon race to paralyze the human race in order to complete the Dayoutian reincarnation blood sacrifice!

With this illusion, they can make people "endure" and allow them to harvest seven million wronged souls.

But why in the legends of the human race, the Huolong clan became a loser, and was submerged in this glorious past history?

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

It should be that in the past 900 years, the truth has been lost, and many human races are actually complaining in their hearts, even holding a grudge against the Dragon Clan.

To this day, in the entire human territory, there is no temple of the Huolong clan, which shows this.

Although Sun Changming was very rational before and did not resent the Huolong clan; but when the flower does not pity this evil monster, he loudly ridiculed the stupidity of the human race, ruined the opportunity in vain, and postponed the rise of luck for nine hundred years-Sun Changming was still very uncomfortable. It's comfortable, and it's the kind of uncomfortable that can't be refuted.

But now, he fully understands: it is you who are stupid!

And it has been stupid until now, and has no idea what great achievements our ancestors have accomplished! And you monster race, what have you lost in the process!

"Wait, defeat the Nine Lich Court, I will definitely sort out the historical data and rectify the names of the nineteen heroes of our clan!"

In addition, Sun Changming was also curious: How did the Dayoutian Reincarnation Blood Sacrifice know such secrets by the human race?

Judging from the conversation between Kui Ming and the Huolong clan, it seems that there are spies within the demon clan, who is it?

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

"That boulder was the heart of the Huolong Clan back then!" Sun Changming had a clear understanding. The magma lake was the blood of the Huolong clan back then, and the Yuanhua True Water was also a part of the remains.

But the nine frost sand crystal is the product of the natural purification of Kui Ming's resentment.

The Huolong clan was not dead, but Kuiming died.

The Huolong clan is too powerful. After millions of years, the remains have been materialized, but they still maintain a mysterious connection.

The dark red rock can maintain a certain connection with the magma, causing the tide to ebb and flow like a heartbeat. I think it will be related to other parts as well.

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

But Sun Changming didn't want to mine it - it was a heavy legacy, and Sun Changming didn't want to measure it with money. On the contrary, it is better to follow the will of the ancient obsession in the dark red rock and leave all these inheritances to Tao Jing.

There are no remnants of souls in the remains, only obsessions~lightnovelpub.net~ But the wool left by Kuiming - those nine frost sand crystals must be dug up, not white or white.

It was already dawn outside the window, Sun Changming got up, and his mood was still uneasy for a long time.

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

A certain old girl who is often forgotten, frantically urged the contact charm last night!

Sun Changming shrank his neck: I was busy with Tao Jing last night, and it seemed that he felt that there was some "change" in the second master, and he didn't pay much attention to it.

At this time, the ghost realm has been hidden, and the ghost market is deserted. Whenever this time, the Bat Taoist goes to drink with Zhang Butcher.

The second master sat up from the coffin and clicked on the contact amulet of Lady Chun:

"You bastard, you bastard! My mother is going to be killed by you again!"

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

"A local family, 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 this errand?"

"Hurry up and speak back!"

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

"Old pervert, I tell you, the Yan family's water is much deeper than you think. I have found the clues. Come and rescue me quickly, otherwise you won't want to know anything!"

"Old..."

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

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