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In everyone's heart, there is an innate fighting spirit and fighting spirit. In a world where the strong are respected and the weak are the strong, most people choose to accept injustice and oppression from the outside world. Over time, this innate fighting spirit and fighting spirit gradually wore out, and was replaced by a servility that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

Everything in the universe, including life itself, is full of stormy waves and shocking. But there is such a person who can get up on his own every time he falls, and he is stronger than before. This kind of person not only does not have the mentality of being spared from danger, but fights against all kinds of sins and disasters in life. For such people, life has its ambiguous, gloomy side, which is called fate. But such people did not bow their heads and stumble before this terrible apparition, but found their way out through a heroic and proud struggle against fate. With the grandeur of this struggle, the gloomy side of life is illuminated. Fate can deprive him of happiness and life, but it cannot degrade his spirit, and it can defeat him, but it cannot conquer him! Such a person has an inviolable forbidden place in his heart.

Since that incident three years ago, Mu Qingying has become the forbidden land in Qi Xuan's heart, he does not allow anyone to invade this forbidden land, and whoever wants to violate it, he will defend it with a death match. Judging from the conflict between him and Qi Lang, it can be seen that it is general.

"Wood Linfeng!" In a deserted barren mountain cave outside Lingyang City, Qi Xuan stirred the bonfire, silently reciting this hateful name over and over again in his heart.

At the beginning, Mu Linfeng's palm was intentional. He just wanted Qi Haotian to watch his son become a waster and watch his beloved wife being taken away, so as to exacerbate the pain in his heart. He succeeded, and since then, Qi Haotian seems to have changed as a person, drinking excessively all day long, and becoming a drunk who gets drunk like mud and has nothing to do every day. Although Qi Xuan was small, the drastic changes had made him mature a lot, and seeing Qi Haotian so depressed, his heart was like a knife.

The abolition of the meridians of the whole body is undoubtedly more uncomfortable than death for a warrior. It stands to reason that whoever is hit by this kind of blow will be devastated. But Qi Xuan seemed to have forgotten this pain, he only had infinite fighting spirit and fighting spirit in his heart, he practiced hard day after day, although he could not condense his true qi, but his physical fitness had reached a perverted level.

In this cave, he had been cultivating assiduously for three years. He firmly believes that as long as he practices, miracles will always appear. Three years ago, Mu Linfeng's domineering posture that surpassed everyone in the Qi family deeply stimulated Qi Xuan's young heart and completely aroused his fighting spirit and fighting spirit.

"Mu Linfeng, I must trample you under my feet, so that you can feel the pain of my Qi family tenfold that day. Qi Xuan let out a low roar in his heart, and carried out the seemingly meaningless cultivation over and over again.

When Qi Xuan's cultivation was in full swing, a ghostly light flashed in the depths of the cave, followed by a burst of ethereal sounds, as if it was a call from the depths of hell. Qi Xuan hurriedly collected his efforts and ran to the place where the ghostly light came out just now, but he didn't find anything.

This situation has happened many times in recent days, and Qi Xuan is puzzled in his heart. Although this situation had happened several times before, Qi Xuan didn't care about it, but this time, he decided to find out.

"No, there must be something weird!" Qi Xuan was extremely bold since he was a child, and in the face of this strange situation, not only did he not have the slightest fear in his heart, but it aroused his curiosity even more.

Qi Xuan returned to the campfire, picked up a burning branch, and cautiously walked to the place where the ghostly light flashed just now. By the light of the fire, Qi Xuan took a closer look, and a scarlet-colored dirt caught his attention.

He crouched down, picked up a twig beside him, and gently stirred with the dirt. This piece of soil was extremely fluffy, and Qi Xuan opened a large piece of it at once. As the soil was turned over, a strong fishy smell came to his nose, and the smoked Qi Xuan almost vomited.

"I'm going out." Suddenly, there was a very ethereal sound from under the scarlet dirt.

Qi Xuan's heart froze, and he wondered if he had heard it wrong, so he listened to it again, but the voice did not appear again. Curious, Qi Xuan continued to dig the scarlet land, and after a while, he suddenly felt that the branch touched a hard object. This discovery made Qi Xuan happy, so he sped up the digging speed. Just as he was digging quickly, a sudden change suddenly occurred, and a fountain of blood erupted from the place where he was digging.

"Ahh In this kind of abnormality, even if he was as bold as Qi Xuan, he was scared and sat on the ground.

Just when Qi Xuan was in shock, an ancient wooden box full of the breath of time emerged from the blood spring. I saw that there were two pieces of yellow paper with holes pasted on the wooden box, as if they would turn into powder as soon as the wind blew.

This ancient wooden box shook violently above the blood spring, and Qi Xuan strongly felt an extreme anger coming from it. What made Qi Xuan even more shocked was that this angry emotion also triggered the energy fluctuations in the cave, and the entire cave was violently stirring at this time, as if it was about to collapse at any time.

As time passed, this anger became more and more intense, and it also directly affected Qi Xuan's mind. If it weren't for the fact that in the past three years, Qi Xuan, who had been coldly eyed and hit, would have already cultivated an iron-like mind, and it is estimated that he would have been controlled by this emotion at this time.

With a soft bang, the two pieces of yellow paper on the wooden box finally couldn't withstand the violent shaking, and turned into four pieces that fell from the air. With an explosion, the wooden box turned into powder, and a gray shadow stood in front of Qi Xuan like a ghost.

"Hahaha, I'm finally out. Hey, as soon as I come out, I have an existing body that can be taken away from me, God help me. This ghostly shadow made a piercing sound like sawing metal, and as soon as the words fell, this shadow shot into Qi Xuan's mind with a swipe and disappeared into the air.

"Ahh Qi Xuan only felt an incomparably sharp pain coming from his brain, as if his entire head was about to explode.

"What kind of monster are you, get out of my body quickly. People bully me, even ghostly things like you come to bully me. An invisible anger arose spontaneously in Qi Xuan's heart.

As soon as that ghostly thing entered Qi Xuan's mind, it wanted to go straight to his heart and take it away. Just when he was overjoyed, a violent energy surged from Qi Xuan's mind like a stormy wave. Caught off guard, the ghost suffered the angry blow.

"Who is this kid, and how can he have such a surging hatred?" the ghost was horrified.

"Damn, Lao Tzu has been sealed for 10,000 years, and now he is finally out of trouble, how can he be intimidated by a nameless boy. Thinking of this, the ghost was extremely annoyed, and he floated above Qi Xuan's mind, his form constantly changing.

"Whoever can generate the power of hatred, there must be a place in his heart that pours all his heart and soul into it, wait for me to erode that place first, and then take it away!" the ghost made up his mind and began to search for the place where Qi Xuan poured all his heart and soul.

Suddenly, a place with a bright light caught the ghost's attention: "Okay, that's it." ”

The ghost spotted the place, and the entire illusory form turned into a sword-shaped object, stabbing straight towards the place where the gleaming light shone.

At this moment, Qi Xuan suddenly felt a strong sense of loss in his heart, and Mu Qingying's image began to slowly blur from his heart. All the beautiful dreams also collapsed in an instant.

Anger, monstrous rage: "No one can violate my mother." Qi Xuan's eyes were bloodshot, his eyes were cracked, he looked up to the sky and roared, and his hair was windless.

A clear and long howl sounded from Qi Xuan's heart, and another black shadow full of tyrannical aura slowly formed from Qi Xuan's mind.

"Ah, this. This kid actually has.,Ah, don't.!" At the moment when the black shadow of this tyrant appeared, the ghost seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, and in a panic, he didn't have time to think about it, and quickly retreated to the outside world.

But it was too late, the black shadow of the tyrant in Qi Xuan's mind opened his mouth, directly devoured the ghostly thing, and then suddenly dissipated.

After the black shadow in his mind dissipated, Qi Xuan's whole person seemed to collapse, and he fell to the ground with a thud. At the same time, Qi Xuan's mind inexplicably had some more information.

The night is still so quiet.

But from this moment on, the world is destined to no longer be calm, and the legend begins here.