In the huge ancient cave where the wind is whizzing, the ancient stone walls are carved with all kinds of gods and ghosts. The majestic aura of the giant demon www.biquge.info the pen, the fun, and the pavilion spread, wave after wave, violently impacting the barrier at the entrance of the cave.

A young man in white was forcibly pressed to the ground by the imps, and it was difficult to resist. He was handsome and noble, but for some reason, his left eye was wrapped with a thick white bandage, and there were faint mottled bloodstains.

The young man's brows furrowed, he was silent, his whole body faintly emitted a golden divine light, wanting to come out of his body, but he was tightly bound by a layer of black magic net, and it was difficult for him to break the seal even if he struggled in every way.

A hideous and terrifying old witch wrinkled, her back almost level with the ground, her green demon claws clutched an old yellowing stone bead, bared her teeth and grinned, revealing a half-foot-long Sensen fang, and walked tremblingly towards the young man.

Seeing this, the boy resisted even more fiercely, but to no avail. The old witch had already stepped forward and ripped off the bandage on her left eye, revealing a hollow eye socket with bloodshot streaks inside, which looked shocking.

The old witch smiled and chanted the ancient mantra, and the majestic demonic energy overflowed from her thin body, shattering the enchantment in an instant, gushing out of this ancient cave, and sweeping the entire wilderness. The strange sound of yin and yang chanting spells echoed in this ancient cave, and the demon runes flying everywhere flickered and disappeared, making the originally black and secluded ancient cave bright and dazzling.

In the barren mountains and mountains outside the cave, the fish in the river fluttered restlessly, thousands of strange birds rose to the sky in shock, and all the beasts in the forest trembled and crawled on the ground at this moment.

And, in the very center of the ancient cave, the sleeves of the old witch's clothes whirred in the demon wind, and she forcibly put this ancient stone into the boy's eye socket despite the boy's struggle and resistance.

The old witch's gaze was like two ghost lamps, reflecting the handsome and noble face of the young man, and her miserable green shriveled lips opened and closed, making an indecipherable hoarse and strange voice: "Young man, from today onwards, it will be your new divine eye." ”

By now, everything is doomed.

The boy reluctantly closed his remaining right eye, stopped his futile resistance, and allowed the old witch to press the stone bead into his hollow eye socket. Suddenly, the glow of ten thousand rays bloomed.

Recalling the scenes of the past, the young man's heart was mixed, and he sighed secretly. All of this has to start with that accident that was enough to change his fate......

The time goes back to half a moon ago, this day is sunny, white clouds fluttering, and the breeze blows the earth, which is a rare good weather.

This is an exquisite garden, and it is the time of late spring, and it is a scene of green, fat, red and thin. The garden is full of aura, with elves and strange flower spirits flying in the grass, and slow-moving dryads roaming the garden. The mist is misty, the pavilions are looming, and there is a lack of red dust, which is not like the world.

Between the flowing water of the stone pavilion, the young man was dressed in white, his black hair was scattered, and he was dancing a wooden sword. His steps are agile, his sword is as fast as a swimming snake, and his body is elegant like a breeze, although he lacks that kind of momentum, and his swordsmanship is still quite immature, but he also has his own characteristics.

A young man stood aside, his face pale and emaciated, and waved his hand impatiently: "Okay, that's all for today." If you don't use your supernatural powers, with your swordsmanship alone, even the generals of the mortal kingdom can't be defeated. Compared to your brothers, it's too far behind. ”

"Uncle, you're lying to me. For example, the second brother Youqian, he has always only practiced magic and never used a sword. ”

The young man's black hair was eyebrows, and on his fair face, there was a pair of strange blue eyes. His gaze was piercing, and he looked directly at the young man.

He was a little unconvinced, this uncle was obviously not good at magic and swordsmanship, but he always picked and chose him, pointed fingers, and liked to compare those brothers with him.

"So what?" The young man didn't care about this, he waved his hand, beckoned a black-clothed young man dressed as a guard, and ordered: "Jiuye, you are optimistic about the young master, and you are not allowed to go out of the mansion without permission." I still have something to do, so I'm going to go first. ”

"Yes, Lord Kikawa." The young man in black replied respectfully.

The young men were gone, and only two teenagers were left in the garden.

"Young master, please rest, you've been practicing for a day, I'll clean up the wooden sword for you." The young man dressed as a guard persuaded.

But the young man didn't care, he didn't have a little arrogance: "Xiao Jiu, that picky ghost has already left, what are you afraid of?" Here, find another wooden sword, and the two of us will compete. ”

Jiuye was no longer restrained, he laughed and said: "Youfu, I have practiced a new swordsmanship, I wanted to try it for a long time." If you don't use your magic and only try your swordsmanship like an ordinary mortal, you won't be able to beat me. ”

The young man was unconvinced: "Don't talk big, I must make you lose convincingly today." ”

It can be seen that the two teenagers are very good in private, and they soon laugh, hook their shoulders, and go to fetch the wooden sword.

After taking the wooden sword, the two saluted each other decently and confronted each other for a while before they began to dance their swords and fight together. Between those moves, it looked quite intense, and even the flower spirits and dryads in the garden were not far away to watch the two teenagers compete with great interest.

Yu Yu, is the young master of this mansion, and it is his uncle who has just left the mansion, as the Marquis of Guichuan, with a high status. And the father of the Confusion is the lord of the dark land, and he is in charge of a vast divine land. Out of all eight siblings, Mystery is the sixth.

This secluded land has a great origin, it is not an ordinary human country in the mortal world, but a vast divine land with a long history. Unlike those emperors of the human kingdom who are still trapped by birth, old age, sickness and death, and seek immortals all day long, his father, King You, is the lord of this vast divine land, overlooking the human world, and has stood in the world since ancient times, and has been for thousands of years. Compared to those mortals who had a short lifespan, his father was a high god-king, almost immortal.

However, this Phantom King Shenlong has not seen the head and the end, and since he was born, he has not seen his father a few times. Even when I saw him, he was hidden in a chaotic fog, and it was difficult to see the halal face.

This prince's mansion is located in the secluded capital, and Yulu has lived in this strict mansion since he was a child, and rarely leaves. Jiuye is not only his bodyguard, but also his childhood playmate, the two are the same age, they grew up together, they are only about thirteen or fourteen years old, so for him, Jiuye is the best friend. Whenever the strict and critical Ghost River Marquis left, they often let go of their restraints like this, playing and frolicking.

At this moment, the shadow of the sword flew, faster and faster, and gradually blurred. The two teenagers' pace also increased, beads of sweat oozing from their foreheads, and they began to gasp slightly.

Jiuye became the guard here at a young age, and naturally has something extraordinary. His swordsmanship was extraordinary, far stronger than his peers in the Divine Land, and his strength was terrifying, even a three-headed adult demon tiger could hardly subdue him.

The power of the confusion is not as good as that of Jiuye, although his speed is fast, he does not have an advantage in front of Jiuye. After a long time, under the premise of not using the secret method of the ghost clan, it was difficult for him to compete with Jiuye.

His steps began to be a little messy, the wooden sword in his hand became heavier and heavier, and his forehead was already sweating profusely.

Jiuye has always been competitive, and he doesn't give in, but the offensive is even more aggressive. His swordsmanship is incomparably powerful, and although it is a wooden sword, every time it falls, it is wrapped in a strong wind, whirring.

Under such a ferocious attack, Yu's hands began to weaken, and every time he parried, his wrists were numb from the shock, and the wooden sword almost left his hand. But he was unwilling and was still struggling to support him.

But at this moment, an inexplicable feeling of weakness hit my heart. His head was dizzy, and his legs were sore.

Strange, what's wrong with me, is it because I've practiced swordsmanship all day today, so I'm too tired now?

At the same time, he saw from the corner of his eye that Jiuye had already circled his back, and raising his hand was a sword.

Forget it, there's no time to worry about that dizziness. Although it is a wooden sword, this sword must be dodged.

Otherwise, even if he loses today, he will be teased by Jiuye, thinking of this, he struggled to control his body balance, dragging his heavy steps to the side.

However, his head was even more dizzy, and his eyes were sparkling, and the feeling of weakness he had felt before was now more intense, and he felt a little chilly all over his body.

To make matters worse, those legs were almost unconscious. Eventually, he could no longer stand on his feet, and with a stumble, his body fell uncontrollably forward.

Not far away, the flower spirits and dryads let out exclamations, and slight ripples of demonic power rubbed against the air, rustling.

The Confusion saw that the ground was getting closer and closer to him.

Not only that, but to his horror, he discovered that there was a sharp gravel on the ground, facing his face, rapidly enlarged in the center of his vision.

He wanted to scream, but he couldn't make a sound, he wanted to use the secret technique of the ghost earth to save himself, but at the moment his brain was blank, and he couldn't think of anything.

The body is like a puppet with a broken string, falling helplessly, and there is nothing he can do. This feeling will never be forgotten in his life.

"Confusion!"

Behind him, there was a terrified cry of Jiuye.

The bloodline of the ghost clan is unusual, he doesn't need to look back, he can roughly sense the nine leaves behind him moving, and he is rushing frantically, trying to hold him.

However, it was late, it was already too late.

Within his field of vision, blood light appeared.

An indescribable sharp pain pierced his mind, and then, his consciousness began to blur, and the shouting of the nine leaves gradually faded away.

Even the five senses were completely lost, and the whole world turned into darkness......