In the world of Cultivation, Thunder Continent, this year's winter has been extremely dry and cold, with the cold wind penetrating the bones, like a demon with teeth and claws, rushing into a small village called Hongmu.

The village is not big, with about a hundred households. There are three dilapidated thatched houses at the eastern end. In the house, lying on a simple wooden bed, is a thin young man with a broad forehead and a straight nose.

The boy was about eleven or twelve years old. He huddled his thin body under a torn quilt, but despite this, he still couldn't resist the biting cold air blowing in from the cracks in the wood.

The cold wind was biting, and Luo Yan was shivering, his face turned pale from the cold, and his blood seemed to have been frozen.

He held a black broken sword tightly in his arms. Because he held it too tightly and his body was frozen and unconscious, he did not notice that his palm had been scratched by a blunt blade and was stained red with blood.

hilt.

Just when he was confused, a golden light suddenly shot out from the broken sword and went straight into the center of his eyebrows. In his confusion, a tragic battle emerged in his mind.

The setting sun is like blood, and in a valley, corpses are strewn everywhere, like a Shura hell.

A middle-aged man covered in blood, holding a golden sword, stood in the sea of ​​​​blood among the corpses, staring at the outside of the valley.

Behind him, there was a stone door, and several guards stood guard in front of it with a look of death.

Ahead, a large group of monks in black robes came to attack them with spiritual soldiers in hand.

The middle-aged man's eyes were as bright as a torch, and every time he struck out with the long sword in his hand, a low dragon roar was emitted. The nine golden dragons engraved on the sword truly appeared, roaring for nine days, and the steel-like dragon body rolled up into the sky.

"kill!"

He roared and fought bloody battles with the enemies.

Behind the stone door, there is a baby who is still in his infancy, pink and cute, biting his finger and staring at the battle in front of him, and babbling from time to time. Judging from his appearance, he is somewhat similar to himself.

In the valley, there are flashes of swords and shadows, and a middle-aged man is brave, like an undefeated god of war, commanding the dragon to fight wildly in all directions, almost killing ten in one step, with broken limbs and broken arms flying around, bloody and cruel.

Soon, there were nearly a hundred more corpses in the valley. The middle-aged man's blood even seeped into his suit, and he managed to withstand the enemy's attack by himself.

Of course, this is not without cost. The middle-aged man's breath has weakened a lot, his eyes are a little dim, and there is blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth.

However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a large number of men in black robes appeared outside the valley.

The middle-aged man was in despair. There were too many enemies coming and they were killing them endlessly. No matter how brave he was, he would never stop...

A person will eventually run out of energy sooner or later.

He quickly made a decision, gritted his teeth, gathered his true energy into his hands, held the golden long sword Swift Strike and broke it with all his strength, directly splitting the magic weapon that had been with him for tens of thousands of years into two pieces.

Then he took out a green jade pendant and a piece of Thunder Slash from his arms and put them into the animal skin bag.

He walked into the stone door, touched the baby's little face, and stuffed the animal skin bag into the swaddling clothes.

"Luo Xing, take your children and leave from the secret passage immediately, as far as possible!" the middle-aged man said to a young guard.

"Master, please leave with the young master first. My subordinates will risk their lives to protect you..."

"Leave now, that's an order!"

The guard was shocked, with hot tears falling from his eyes: "I accept your order!"

He quickly entered the stone door, picked up the baby, and rushed into the secret passage without looking back.

At this time, thousands of black-robed monks had gathered outside the valley, both in the sky and on the ground. They were densely packed, like locusts crossing the border, approaching step by step.

The next moment, each of them showed their fierce looks, filled with murderous intent, and rushed forward one after another like evil wolves.

Just when the middle-aged man was about to fight to the death to buy time for his child to escape, a leader-like figure walked out from behind a large number of black-robed monks.

He was also dressed in black robes, with a black gauze covering his face, revealing only a pair of gloomy eyes.

The black-robed leader raised his hand, and the swooping army stopped attacking instantly, moving neatly like a well-trained soldier.

"Luo Shunde, hand over Thunderbolt Slash and Zhuzhao Youying Pendant, otherwise neither of you, father and son, will survive today!" He looked at the broken sword in the middle-aged man's hand, with a hint of greed in his eyes.

The middle-aged man pointed his sword to the sky and said in a voice as cold as ice: "Li Fengmo, you have given up on this. A villain like you will never be qualified to obtain these two treasures."

Seeing that the other party revealed his identity, the black-robed leader simply pulled off the black gauze in front of him, revealing a wrinkled crocodile face, and sneered: "I'll give you one last chance to hand over your things, otherwise - die

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"It's just you? If you have the guts, come and fight, I will kill you right here!"

"Very good, serve it to me! No need to keep alive!" Li Fengmou shouted.

The army attacked, and the black-robed leader also moved. He came through the air, holding a snake-shaped soul-killing knife in his hand, and slashed down without reservation.

Suddenly, two masses of black energy rushed out of the blade, and in the blink of an eye they turned into two ten-foot-long black dragons. The thick dragon tails swayed in the valley, rushing towards the middle-aged man one to the left and the other to the right.

Luo

Shunde looked at the flying black dragon and the approaching monks with a crazy look on his face: "You want to kill me..., you are not qualified!"

Afterwards, a terrifying energy wave overflowed from his body. Over the valley, the situation changed. The middle-aged man's eyes were bloodshot, his body cracked, his meridians exploded, and blood splattered in all directions.

When Li Fengmou saw this, his pupils shrank sharply, a chill filled him from head to toe, and he shouted urgently: "Kill him immediately!"

"Madman, you madman, you actually exposed yourself to the Nascent Soul!" He was shocked and angry, and hurriedly flew out of the valley.

"I want to leave now, but it's too late!" Luo Shunde had a ferocious look on his face and decisively set Yuanying on fire.

The next moment, the sky and the earth shook, and violent energy exploded here, instantly destroying the valley and scattering the dark clouds in the sky.

The raging fire centered on the valley and spread in all directions, destroying everything in its path and turning it into ashes, just like a scene of annihilation.

Only the black-robed leader who was the first to run away was lucky enough to save his life. In his panic, he saw a white light passing through his body and flying towards the distant mountains.

Then, the scene in front of Luo Yan changed, and a vague figure appeared. From the appearance, he could tell that it was a girl.

Just when he was about to take a few steps forward to see the girl's face clearly, he suddenly felt his body weightless, as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss.

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With a "pop", Luo Yan, who was lying down, rolled out of the bed and fell heavily to the ground. The pain woke him up from the nightmare he had just had.

He rubbed his injured arm, picked up the broken sword and jade pendant on the ground, and looked at the patterns on them. They were extremely similar to the two treasures he had seen in his dream.

In a daze, my adoptive father Luo Xing's dying instructions came to my ears again:

"Yan'er, my time has come. From now on, you can only rely on yourself. Remember, you must practice your body diligently and strive to join the Immortal Sect as soon as possible.

After you have a baby, the seal left in your mind will be automatically unlocked, and you will know your life experience. Before that, do not let anyone see these two things, so as not to cause death.

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Luo Yan held the two relics and remembered the days when he and his adoptive father depended on each other, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

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The update time of this book is tentatively scheduled to be one chapter between 12:00 and 12:30 every day, and one chapter between 19:00 and 19:30. In addition, the QQ group of "Qin Ding Xian Yuan" has also been opened simultaneously.
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