More than 100 miles away from the east of Dayi Shang, there is an ancient town, which is called: "Emperor Hill". According to legend www.biquge.info the pen, fun and pavilion, this was the capital of one of the five emperors of ancient times.

Diqiu Town has 100,000 residents, and it is also a small town, with relatively developed industry and commerce, because it was the capital of the ancient emperors, so the control of the Dahao Dynasty over here was relatively weak.

There is a Pushui River in the north of the town, and the upper reaches of the river are thirty miles away from a hilly water, and there are more than 300 people who fall grass in it, which is the number one bandit group within a radius of 100 miles, known as the [Emperor Soul Army].

However, the people privately called him the "Emperor Soul Bandit".

The leader of the [Emperor Soul Army] is named "Gao Yang Huang", with extraordinary strength, superior combat power, forty years old, the realm of the sevenfold peak of qi refining, and he has a top-grade cloud mystic weapon about seven feet long-Split Que Axe.

He was originally a genius in Diqiu Town, but when he was in his twenties, he was kicked out by a group of elders in the family because of his bad conduct, so after a few years of wandering, he led a group of people to occupy the mountain as the king, and harassed the people of Diqiu Town from time to time.

He also has four capable generals, although they are all only low-level Qi Refining Realm, but it is indeed not a problem to dominate this radius of eighty miles.

If it weren't for the fact that there were several high-level Qi Refining Realms in the Emperor Qiu Gao family, he would have occupied Emperor Hill Town long ago.

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"Oh my God! This temple fair is much more lively than the Tuncang temple fair!"

Zishang was squeezed around by the flow of people on the street, and couldn't help but sigh.

Now it is the local temple fair, the town is crowded with people, although the weather is a little cold, but it does not reduce people's enthusiasm for the temple fair.

"Hey, sell strong buns! Mutton strong buns!"

"Slippery Ridge Soup! Hot and Delicious Slippery Ridge Soup! Come and try it!"

"I'll go! You're even a poor man? An egg bag costs two copper shells? It's too dark!"

"Alas, this is our store's unique craftsmanship, the taste is unique, absolutely delicious, you don't lose anything!"

"No, no, it's too expensive! I'm so poor that I can't afford it!"

“……”

The noisy streets, all kinds of shouting, selling, and bargaining are endless, so lively.

At this time, a team of more than 30 people came over, they were dressed in fancy costumes, their faces were painted with bells and whistles, and their appearance was very strange.

They are a professional sacrificial procession, they have to walk through the six streets of the market, and the people along the streets want to give them more or less food or gifts, and then they take the sacrifices paid by the people to the [Black Emperor Temple] in the north of the town to carry out sacrificial activities.

Zishang wandered around the noisy street for two quarters of an hour, and was really troubled by the noise, so he hurriedly packed dozens of catties of beef jerky and a few pots of soju in several restaurants, and hurriedly squeezed out of the bustling downtown area.

"Isn't it just a temple fair!

Zishang rubbed his head that was dazed by the noise and muttered.

In fact, the main reason is that there are too many people here, so it seems to be noisy, in fact, the Tuncang temple fair is called noisy, all kinds of luxury, all kinds of waste, all kinds of crazy......

"Alas~ I don't know what happened to my father, and I haven't found a new place to retreat......"

After quieting down, Zishang couldn't help but think of his father and mother who were hiding in Tibet, as well as the other villagers in Shigu Village, and he was distracted when he thought about it, and he just held half a piece of beef jerky in his hand, and he didn't even think to eat it.

Boom!

"Oops!"

The distracted merchant tragically bumped into the iron sign of a blacksmith shop, knocking his head into the skin and bleeding slightly.

"Quack, quack, look at that fork, you can break your head when you walk!"

"The whole out-of-print big fool!hahaha~"

Several rude-faced men pointed at Zishang and laughed unscrupulously.

Zishang frowned, looked at them in disgust, ignored them, bypassed the sign, and continued walking.

"Hey!

"Damn, that coward still dares to stare at Lao Tzu!"

Seeing Zishang's disdainful expression, a big black man suddenly became anxious, and said scoldingly.

Zishang frowned again, stopped and turned his head, and asked, "Who are you scolding!"

The big black man glared back: "Coward scolded you!"

Zishang sneered at him and said "idiot", and then left without looking back.

The big man's companion was very spiritual, reacted, and hurriedly reminded: "Big man!

"Damn! Don't go, I'll beat you to death!"

The black man was a martial artist of the Sevenfold Realm of Body Refining, and in a fit of rage, he dismantled the iron signboard and threw it at Zishang.

Zishang flashed dexterously, the signboard fell short, and at the same time, the big man also rushed over and smashed it with a punch, Zishang was not afraid, took a step forward, leaned to the left, and slapped his hands on the big man's arms, blocking his powerful punch.

The moment he hit the ground, Zishang turned around and grabbed his feet, picked him up on the spot, and threw the big man more than two feet away.

"Cut!"

Zishang clapped his hands, glanced at him obliquely, and snorted coldly.

The big man who was thrown down was completely angry, he pulled out the short knife hidden in his waist and rushed towards Zishang again.

Zishang's face sank, and he didn't spare his hand, he pulled out the Zhanchen sword to face the battle, and cut off the short knife in the big man's hand in just five moves.

"Get out!"

Dahan was kicked by Zishang again, he is not a bloodthirsty person, just teach Dahan a lesson.

Several people looked at the Zishang who was gradually moving away, and the shock in their hearts was incomprehensible.

At such a young age, he actually has the strength of a high-level body refining realm, and it seems that he is at least the peak of the sevenfold body refining realm.

The black man looked at Zishang's back resentfully, and his teeth squeaked.

……

It was almost noon, and just as Zishang entered the small valley, a group of masked strong men suddenly jumped out and surrounded him.

Everyone's black robe is embroidered with two big characters - "Emperor Soul"

Seeing the outfit of this group of masked thieves, Zishang guessed that they should be members of the number one bandit group within a radius of 100 miles, the Emperor Soul Army.

"Those three turned out to be Emperor Soul Bandits?" Zishang secretly said in his heart that he was unlucky.

On the surface, Zishang looked at these people, but did not see the appearance and characteristics of the Qi Refining Realm martial artists, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and smiled leisurely:

"Hey, you're holding me back...... What are you doing?"

"The little kid is quite arrogant! I heard that you defeated Dahei, it seems that your talent is very high!" said the man with the machete at the head of the mountain.

"Sparrows. Zishang glanced at his mouth and replied inexplicably.

The leader frowned, didn't understand, and said unhappily, "What are you muttering?"

Zishang pulled out the Zhanchen Sword, looked at him indifferently, and said, "I mean, it's about you!"

"You should have been invited by that big black man, the purpose should be to maim or kill me, why don't you do it now?"

The bandit leader's eyes were solemn, he was actually a scruple about Zishang's background, he had the strength of a high-level body refining realm at a young age, this must be the descendant of a big family, although the Emperor Soul Army dominated one side, but it did not dare to provoke too many strong enemies.

He hesitated, then continued: "You wounded my men, I will definitely avenge him, but I will not take your life, as long as you leave all the valuable things on your body, I will spare your life." ”

Zishang listened impatiently, too lazy to talk to them, and as soon as the words fell, he rushed up, and the sword technique of the underworld swept over.

The powerful sword technique of the underworld made everyone change color, and they hurriedly retreated.

Seeing that the bandit leader was so ignorant of the merchants, he was not verbose, and he carried a knife to fight.

"Khooth!"

In a confrontation, Zishang roughly felt the strength of the man, probably in the late stage of the Nine Realms!

The bandit leader on the opposite side was even more shocked, "How old is this kid!

Zishang didn't have time to think about it, he was not only facing the bandit leader, but at this time, there was a big man in the early stage of the Nine Realms of Refining and four or five bandits from the Seven Realms to besiege him.

"The River Styx burst!"

This time it was not integrated into the rudimentary true qi, but the power was still strong, and the Zhanchen Sword swept across the area, and the weapons of the bandits were as vulnerable as straw, all of them were cut off, and pieces of iron flew and scattered all over the ground.

"Hiss~"

The bandits gasped and were shocked. Seeing this, the bandit leader hurriedly shouted: "Let's go together, no matter how powerful he is, he can't beat so many of us!"

Just as Zishang was about to show off his skills, he heard a loud shout in the distance.

"Phew!"

The bandits were shocked and looked to the place where the shouting had come from.

In the distance, eight men in green shirts rushed quickly with guns, and one of them shouted: "Little brother, don't worry, we are here to save you!"

Seeing that the other party was menacing, the black-clothed men immediately gathered and retreated.

When the leader of the Han was about to take Zishang hostage, Zishang suddenly grabbed Dahan's knife with all his strength, and then took the machete into the air, turned around, and slashed at Dahan's neck.

After all, Dahan is also a martial artist in the late stage of the Nine Realms, coupled with decades of experience in licking blood on the tip of the knife, his reaction is not slow, and in the face of the threat of death, he used all his strength to catch Zishang's knife dangerously.

However, Zishang's strength was not rented, and his left hand quickly pulled out the [Zhanchen Sword], and picked it upwards one by one, cutting through the palm of the big man and cutting off several of his tendons.

The big man in black was in pain and fell back two steps. At this moment, a silver spear flew with a "boom" and pierced his right leg and calf, and the big man himself even heard the bones "click", and then his face turned green with pain!

However, before he could shout, Zishang brandished the [Zhanchen Sword], and when he landed, a sword pierced his throat.

The big man stared at him, his face was frightened, and his whole body trembled, but he couldn't make a sound, and his consciousness gradually blurred. As Zishang drew his sword, his eyes went black and he fell to the ground.

Looking at the black-clothed man lying on the ground who was already dead and breathable, Zishang was a little confused.

This is the first time he has killed someone!

On the ground, the frightened and unwilling eyes of the black-clothed man before he died, as well as the blood that flowed from the blood hole in his neck, all stimulated Zishang's nerves.

There was a huge sense of fear and guilt in his heart, and his whole body trembled violently, and he even couldn't hold the [Zhanchen Sword].

Fear and guilt hit his consciousness, Zishang's face turned pale, his lips turned slightly purple, and a layer of cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

The big men next to them saw that the bandit leader was killed, and hurriedly fled in all directions, at this time the eight young men had already come to the front, wielding the silver spear in their hands, and after a while, they would kill most of the Emperor Soul bandits.

The man who had drunk and threw the silver spear before, seeing that Zi Shang's situation was wrong, patted him on the cheek and shouted loudly.

"Hey, little brother, are you okay? What's wrong with you? Hey, handsome little guy! Hey, you're talking!"

Zishang was awakened, looked around, and saw that the ten or twenty people had all turned into cold corpses, and when Zishang came into contact with their desperate and frightened eyes, the nerves that were already nervous and frightened could no longer support it, and he passed out.

Seeing this, the eight young men were stunned, looked at each other, and felt a little funny, and they all guessed that Zishang was afraid that it was the first time to kill someone, so they just smiled.

They then looted the robbers' limited possessions and left with the merchants.

……

I don't know how long it took, a dreamlike starlight emerged in the depths of Zishang's consciousness, and he couldn't tell whether it was red, green, blue, or purple, maybe several colors would go.

Starlight gently wrapped around Zishang's soul and slowly seeped into his consciousness......

Suddenly, Zishang's soul eyes suddenly opened, and his consciousness instantly awakened, only to see a magical starlight in front of him, Zishang's eyes could see clearly, but he could never present a complete picture in his mind and could not remember.

Then the stars shifted, and Zishang felt dazzled and dizzy, but he couldn't close his eyes, and could only let the changing starlight stir his consciousness.

Just when Zishang was about to hold on, he suddenly touched the ground, as if he had fallen from a high altitude, but he hit the ground with his face first......

Zishang's soul struggled to get up from the ground, rubbing his face that was about to fall, and looking around.

The surrounding area is desolate, like the desert Gobi. There was a dead old tree standing next to him, but it gave him a feeling of loneliness, gloom, and solemnity.

It's like a general fighting in an army of millions, and when the war is over, he suddenly finds that he is the only one left alive on the battlefield.

It's a feeling of sadness, awe, and even ...... Somewhat familiar.

The place where Zishang appeared was a sand pit, and when he climbed out and looked around, he was stunned again.

Surrounded by an endless desert, the remnant sun is like blood, staining the desert and the sky red......

Millions of soldiers lay on the desert, some of them buried by the wind and sand.

Ten steps in front of Zishang, a river of blood had solidified and dried up for the most part, and obvious blood stains could be seen next to it, which was extremely dazzling......

Along the river of blood, the "tributaries" connected the corpses of the warriors, but the merchants could not see their faces clearly.

The ruined chariot was buried in the sand, the broken weapons were still in the hands of the warriors, the broken banners fluttered in the dry wind, and the air was filled with lingering blood......

The oppressive atmosphere made Zishang almost crazy, and he didn't understand why he came to such a ghost place without knowing why.

He ran like crazy, fell again and again, got up again and again and continued to run, knowing that he could no longer run, and fell completely in the yellow sand, and the corpse of the warrior whose face could not be seen was still beside him.

The battlefield is too big......

Suddenly, Zishang calmed down, I don't know why, suddenly he didn't want to struggle, looking at this former battlefield and now the cemetery, there was no trace of turmoil in his heart, so he sat quietly like this......

It's like the dead wood in the distance......

Gradually, he couldn't remember who he was...... Can't remember what happened...... I don't remember why...... Not even remembering that you are a person......

Maybe a hundred years have passed, maybe a thousand years have passed, Zishang, who was in a state of extreme quiet, suddenly sighed inexplicably, and his right hand naturally moved, and he found a buried stone tablet.

There are two oracle bone inscriptions engraved on the stele: "Yuze"!