Just as the end of the yang world is the beginning of the underworld.

Behind China's 5,000-year-old official history, there is also a genealogy of people with spiritual abilities that are not well known.

Unlike those swordsmen and wrestlers in the rangers, those with spiritual abilities are not only unable to give their good martial arts to the emperor's family, and seek an official for themselves to become a knight and a wife or a cute son, but they can't even publicize the market and fight for righteousness.

Psychic people are destined to only be able to wander in the shadows on the back side of the sun and cultivate silently. Quietly hidden.

In fact, in a corner that no one knows, the psionic people use their own power to quietly correct some outliers that should not have been stored in the first place.

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Antiquity.

Gongsun Xuanyuan stood on the mound of Zhuolu, looking down in despair.

In front of him was the location of the final decisive battle between his tribe and the Jiuli tribe. Several deep ravines separated oneself from the enemy, and the soldiers of both sides stood on both sides of the ravine, with only a wooden bridge not very wide connecting the two ends. And every morning, the two sides will cross the wooden bridge and set foot on each other's land for a bloody battle.

It's night, so the soldiers on both sides are taking advantage of this rare rest time to do their own rest.

The soldiers on Gongsun Xuanyuan's side. They were scrambling to wipe down their swords and weapons to check for any damage to their armor, knowing that in the next battle that would begin at dawn, even the tiniest detail of weapons and armor could determine who would fall and who would continue to stand between them and the enemy.

This is the only secret for this group of soldiers who have been through a hundred battles and can still survive the battlefield like the Shura slaughterhouse, and they can step on other people's corpses and stagger back.

However, although they were still methodically doing these measures to improve their chances of survival, the hands of these brave soldiers were trembling slightly.

Their eyes were all secretly looking at each other.

On the other side of the ravine, a group of savages.

The group of guys were lying on the ground and sleeping, their weapons and armor all scattered all over the ground, and there were not even the least people who patrolled the night. Occasionally, one was woken up by the cold of the night, only to see him crawl up with sleepy eyes. He pulled a greasy flag and wrapped it around his body to keep out the cold, picked up a jar of wine, and drank a lot of wine, and then put aside the empty altar with satisfaction, and continued to sleep soundly.

It was such a group of outcast-like savages who beat Gongsun Xuanyuan's most elite warriors to the ground!

Gongsun Xuanyuan closed his eyes in pain.

He knew that these wild men who were sleeping uncontrollably looked stupid and dull like dolphins, but as long as they heard the battle cry, they would turn into monsters with beast heads and human bodies!

This group of monsters is hideous and ferocious, and they have copper heads and iron foreheads, bows and arrows cannot enter, and sharp blades cannot be injured, and between their gestures, one after another Gongsun Xuanyuan's children have broken bones and broken tendons, and stumps and broken bodies fly sideways.

Looking back on the past three days, it was like a nightmare experience for Gongsun Xuanyuan.

In order to unify the tribes, Gongsun Xuanyuan led his own people, joined forces vertically and horizontally, or fought or peaceful, and constantly expanded his territory, and finally, after the decisive battle with the leader of the Jiang Shui clan in the garbage spring, the leader of the Jiang Shui clan announced his surrender and merged into the tribe of the Gongsun Xuanyuan clan.

At that moment, Gongsun Xuanyuan thought that his dream had come true.

But who would have thought that a small Jiuli clan under the Jiang Shui clan, the barbarian Huang You, who was known as the Jiuli God of War, actually announced at the last moment that he would rebel against the Jiang Shui clan, raised the battle flag, and challenged Gongsun Xuanyuan.

Originally, such a small tribe with only a thousand people was not in the eyes of Gongsun Xuanyuan, especially after merging the original strength of the Jiang Shui clan, the elite troops under Gongsun Xuanyuan were as powerful as a rainbow, and there were basically few opponents in the world. At the beginning of the battle with the Jiuli clan, the battle situation was completely developed according to Gongsun Xuanyuan's expectations, but hundreds of Jiuli warriors were beaten by his elite warriors like a wolf and fled, even Huang You, who was known as the undefeated god of war, was brave and brave, but the so-called war is not that one person who is invincible in the world can control the entire battle situation, and under the siege of the soldiers who are pouring in like a tide, Dong You can only fight and flee.

Just when everyone thought that Dong You's defeat was decided and was ready to give him the final fatal blow, something that no one expected happened.

It was night, and from the military camp of the Jiuli tribe opposite, there were noisy human voices, countless complicated footsteps, and strange and inexplicable chanting tunes.

Gongsun Xuanyuan couldn't rest assured, and sent spies to snoop, but the news of the return made him cry and laugh.

In the camp of the Jiuli tribe, a square opening space was opened, and Huang You, the god of war, was in the center, and eighty-one of Huang You's henchmen and siblings gathered around him hand in arm, while several shamans of the Jiuli tribe were dancing and praying beside them.

This news made Gongsun Xuanyuan completely relieved.

Barbarians are barbarians, and they even thought that the victory or defeat of the war would change because of the sacrifice of the so-called wizards! If this is the case, then I am afraid that there will be no leader in the whole world to train soldiers, but to cultivate great witches!

On this night, the soldiers of Gongsun Xuanyuan Fang were all gearing up, wanting to give this group of arrogant barbarians an unforgettable lesson.

However, the next day, it was not the Jiuli barbarians led by Huang You who were taught, but the elite troops of Gongsun Xuanyuan.

Huang You appeared on the battlefield again. This time. He is no longer alone, beside him, there are eighty-one muscular men, and if you look closely, tigers, leopards, wolves, bears, and wild boars" And the heads of these big men are all the heads of fierce beasts!

These big men with beast heads and human bodies stood beside Huang You energetically, and Huang You's momentum was even more domineering.

"This is just a trick of the Jiuli clan, don't be confused, come with me to kill them without leaving a piece of armor!" Mo Chou, the most powerful general under Gongsun Xuanyuan, took the lead and led the crowd to rush towards the other party.

Infected by the main general, the soldiers let out an earth-shattering roar in unison, and rushed towards the Huang You army of only 100 people on the opposite side.

In this battle, the earth was stained with blood.

In the last Warring States period, Gongsun Xuanyuan's most powerful beloved general, Mo Chou's head, was carried out by Huang You in his hands and brought back as a trophy to make a wine cup, and the thousands of soldiers who followed Mo Chou to the battlefield were all wiped out, and no one survived.

Huang You's legion was unscathed.

Huang You is as fierce as ever, but the group of beast-headed men around him are also as strong as iron and stone, and they are not damaged by swords and axes, and their hands are like sharp claws, and their speed is extremely fast, in front of them, Gongsun Xuanyuan's warriors are as fragile as paper people. Torn to the ground.

And after the end of the battle, the eighty-one beast-headed men turned back to the appearance of ordinary people, and only then did someone exclaim: This! Isn't it the eighty-one Huang You siblings who sat around Huang You last night and accepted the sorcerer's sacrifice!

With this inexplicable beast soldier, the Jiuli clan led by Huang You, with a lineup of no more than 100 people, actually crushed the entire Gongsun Xuanyuan and the army of the withering water clan alliance like a raging wind!

After tonight, the last remaining thousands of soldiers of Gongsun Xuanyuan will also rush to the battlefield to fight Huang You and his beast soldiers, but no one has any hope of victory anymore. Even Gongsun Xuanyuan himself came up with the idea of "it's better to go back".

"If I'm not mistaken, you're ready to surrender, aren't you?" A deep voice sounded abruptly behind Gongsun Xuanyuan.

Gongsun Xuanyuan was in a trance, he was taken aback by coldness, he hurriedly turned his head, vigilantly pulled out the sword at his waist, and angrily reprimanded: "Who trespassed on my camp!" ”

"Hehe" is already like this, are you embarrassed to say that it is heavy land? The voice came from a dark corner where the light could not shine.

Gongsun Xuanyuan stepped forward with his sword without hesitation, and stabbed towards the place where the voice came from!

The blade of the sword, froze near the junction of darkness and light.

No matter how hard Gongsun Xuanyuan stabbed, the sword blade couldn't move forward at all. And he tried hard to pull the long sword back, but he couldn't pull it in the slightest!

"Haha! Third brother, you're bullying people again." Another crisp and pleasant voice came from overhead.

Gongsun Xuanyuan immediately gave up, and at the same time grabbed the brass bell in front of him, and waited for the bell to call the guards to defend against this group of elusive assassins.

But the bell lock was dumb.

No matter how hard Gongsun Xuanyuan shook the bell lock, the bell lock was like a stuffy gourd, but there was no sound.

"It's useless! If you just shake it out, it won't make a sound. The crisp voice said slightly teasingly: "Okay, third brother." Stop making fun of people, let's get down to business."

Gongsun Xuanfluor felt a pang in his heart, it seemed that this assassin was prepared, he was already trapped in this desperate death, and now he had to call for help and call the night patrol soldiers outside the tent to have a glimmer of hope to get out of trouble. Gongsun Xuanyuan opened his mouth and waited to call loudly, but before the words came out, Gongsun Xuanyuan only felt that his body was stagnant, and his whole body couldn't move.

A long-haired, mediocre-looking man slowly paced out of the darkness behind the lamplight.

"Listen," the man seemed a little impatient, "We don't have much time to explain to you, I'll only say these words once, "You, do you want to defeat Huang You?" ”

The specifics of that night's conversation. No one knew, but Gongsun Xuanyuan's guards found that their leader had not slept all night, and in the early morning, his eyes were red, and he rushed out of the camp in high spirits, shouting to his listless subordinates:

"Let's go and defeat Huang You, and then take over the world!!" D