The screen rotates.

A frail child was holding a blood spirit bead in his hands at a loss, and as far as his eyes could see, there was a sea of fire.

In the midst of the fire, the horned tribe, who wantonly slaughtered the human race, let out a shrill hiss that terrified children.

The child was found.

The horns set their sights on him.

The murderous intent and anger in his eyes could not be concealed, and the frightened children could not make any sound.

Puff puff!

Several empty tearing sounds rang out.

The horns in the sea of fire were like fragile pieces of paper, quickly turning into piles of ashes.

The child remained frightened until a voice rang out.

"Come with me!"

……

The child is twelve years old, and his appearance is an adult in the eyes of earthlings, and he has grown into a handsome young man.

"Master, I've broken through the Spirit, I've broken through the Spirit!"

The young man ran wildly across the wilderness to a simple stone cave and told the old man who was sitting in the cave.

"Feather! ”

The old man has a childish face, and his facial features are no different from those of the human race, but on the top of his head, there is a sharp horn, he is a horn tribe, but he is a horn tribe with the appearance of the human race.

At this moment, the old man was casting a spell to control a strange cloud of energy, which included violent lightning, colorful clouds, and even vaguely visible symbols similar to creatures.

"Master, I've broken through the spirit!" the young man said softly.

"I see!" replied the old man, still with his eyes closed, with a blank face.

The young man walked out of the stone cave with great interest, feeling aggrieved.

A few hours later.

The old man walked out of the cave and found the young man who was in a daze on the hillside.

"Give!"

The old man handed over a bead.

"Master, what is this?"

The young man did not doubt him, and took the white and red bead.

"When you encounter life and death, eating it will help you. The old man wrote lightly, without the slightest inclination to explain.

The young man pinched the beads and said curiously, "Master, don't you often say that once I break through the spirit and reach the spiritual stage, I will tell you the news? Why are you unhappy?"

"Why should I be happy?" said the old man.

"Because ......"

The young man was speechless, yes, why should the master be happy?

"Yu, do you know why the master forced you to cultivate?" Seeing the young man's disappointed face, the old man couldn't help but sit down cross-legged and communicate with the young man face to face.

The young man said: "I know, it is the responsibility that the master often says. ”

"Do you know what your responsibilities are?"

"I don't know ......"

The young man wanted to say that after his cultivation was successful, he would kill the horn clan who bullied the human race, but thinking of the power of the horn clan in the realm and the identity of the master, he chose to lie.

"Then today, the master will tell you your responsibility!"

After a pause, the old man's eyes became more and more determined.

……

"You're Deer Feather?"

The blue-skinned horned clan, as strong as a boulder was holding a steel knife, looked at the young man condescendingly.

"Yes!" the young man did not back down, and the two looked at each other-for-tat.

"Go over there and wait!"

The Blue-Skinned Horned pushed the young man to the side and pointed in that direction.

There, there were many horn tribes, scale tribes, and Jia tribes with fierce faces, all of whom looked at the young people with fine skin and tender flesh with ill intentions.

The young man held the weapon handed to him by his master, and hid in a corner silently, quietly waiting for the 'game' to begin.

"Now, let me tell you the rules!"

"According to your strength, I will divide you into three divisions, and the contestants of each division can choose their opponents at will, and once they have chosen their opponents, the other side cannot refuse. ”

"There are no limits to the battle, as long as you are the final victor, this million spirit coins are his. ”

The Boulder Horn wields a steel knife and tells the rules of the game.

It's a race of life and death, in a huge Colosseum, where young people will battle it out as 'slaves' and other greedy contestants, with no surrender, only life and death.

Bang!

Rumble!

……

The fierce battles ended the lives of the enemy, and also greatly honed the young man's will and improved his skills.

His reputation began to spread far and wide, and his strength increased rapidly.

At this time, the master found him again.

"Yu, you need to shoulder your responsibilities!"

……

The Yama region, eighteen desperate situations.

"What's your name?"

A horned girl with a peculiar symbol on her forehead took the initiative to step forward and greet the young man.

"Deer Feather!"

The young man took the trouble to introduce.

"My name is Alesha, and it's a pleasure to meet you. ”

"Can you tell me where you're from? I'm from the Heretic Alliance!"

"Why don't you speak, this time the experience master said that only half of the people will survive, maybe you or I will die, I think we can make friends before we die!"

……

The girl has a lot of words, and it seems that she really regards the youth as a bosom friend.

It can be seen that the young man who is used to killing only thinks she is air.

Eighteen desperate situations!

It was a treasure place for exercising his will, and the young man didn't know how the master got him into this group of well-dressed cultivators, although he was puzzled, he was used to the master's arrangement and chose to listen to the order.

The experience is long, and it takes three years for someone to break through the first desperate situation and enter the second desperate situation.

The youth also stepped in.

But he waited at the entrance of the cave for months, and it was not until no one entered the second desperate situation that he learned that the girl who was constantly nagging in his ear was dead.

At that moment, there was an indescribable sadness in his heart, but it was only for a moment.

Soon, he set out on his journey again.

Ten years, the young man stayed in the second desperate situation for ten years, his strength soared, and just when he wanted to enter the third desperate situation, the master took him out, and the master told him.

He can take on his responsibilities.

Moreover, the master also told him a piece of news that surprised him.

Those people came from all regions, but they belonged to a common organization, the Commandery.

And the master is a member of the General Ling Palace.

"Is it the responsibility of the General Command Hall to protect the Terrans?"

The young man asked the master suspiciously, but the master didn't give him an answer, and he didn't even tell him if he was a member of the Ling Palace.

He followed his master's instructions and worked hard to protect the Terrans.

But the heart is sinister, and the intrigues and intrigues between the human races once made him suspicious, does such a race need to be protected?

In danger, the young man swallowed the beads handed to him by his master.

At the entrance of the orb, the young man suddenly noticed an abnormality.

Where is this ordinary bead, this is obviously the color soul bead refined by the master, and the master refines the color soul bead for himself, doesn't that say?

The young man didn't dare to imagine it, but he could only swallow it.

At the moment when the orb was subdued, the young man's realm broke through, and he also broke through to the spiritual aperture stage, killing the horned clan.

But at the same time, the energy contained in the orb and his own aura were repulsed, and the youth was tormented by it all the time, and his body and mind were already on the verge of collapse.

Death seems to have enveloped him?

"As long as you inherit my mantle and cultivate the 'Blood Demon Sutra', what's so difficult about just the Colored Soul Bead?"

"But this is the master's ......"

"You worship me as a teacher, and I'm not also your teacher?"

……