Killing the Emperor through the Ages, who can be called a legendary figure in the God Realm, was full of all kinds of pathos in his voice. Color, who was born an orphan, was pulled up by an old begging man.

When the emperor was six years old, the old man begging for food was beaten to death on the street, and it was at that time that the emperor was killed to show his indifference to life.

At that time, although the emperor was only six years old and a child, the hardships he had suffered since childhood made his heart much more mature than that of his normal peers.

After enduring for half a month, the emperor buried the beggar who raised him on a small hillside on the edge of the city, and no one lent him a shovel for a reason, so he used his immature little hands to dig a deep pit on the ground that was two meters long and one meter wide.

Because there are a lot of broken stones in the land, the little hands of the emperor even grind the bones, but he is stubborn and does not cry out in pain, and there is not even a tear on his immature little face, there is only hatred and perseverance.

When the last piece of earth was piled up into a small mound, the Killing Emperor did not stop, but carried the only dagger left by the old man to him in his arms.

On a dark and windy night, a thin figure crept into the home of a large family.

That night, the whole town was full of blood, but not a single person who participated in the killing of the old beggar saw the dawn of the sun.

The next morning, when the people found this, no one noticed that a thin boy was crying in front of a deserted grave outside the city.

Since then, there has been no trace of the Emperor Killer, and when he reappeared, he was already fifteen or sixteen years old, and in the past ten years, the cultivation of the Emperor Killing has skyrocketed, and he has grown rapidly from a teenager without any cultivation to a cultivator in the Jindan realm, which can be described as amazing.

However, like Wang Ping, no one could see what Cheng Dù his cultivation had reached, only that anyone who dared to fight against him would end up in a very miserable situation, even the magic weapon was shattered together, and even the divine sense could not escape.

This is Wang Ping's feeling, cross-legged in an open place, Wang Ping seems to have experienced a qiē in the early years of killing the emperor, although it is only as fast as a movie, but Wang Ping's divine sense is still greatly shocked, no wonder he finally became the public enemy of almost all cultivators, and the means are too brutal.

Sitting here, Wang Ping seemed to have become the emperor himself, full of strong killing intent, but there was no sign of the five spirit recipes, this was just the inheritance of the Dao traces, Wang Ping had a new understanding of this ancient emperor killing.

However, this feeling did not end, Wang Ping's sea of knowledge flashed, and a blood-colored pattern appeared in the sea of knowledge, this pattern seemed to be thinking about the blood-colored formation near the cliff, but it was even more dazzling.

This is?

Wang Ping was shocked all of a sudden, this is the Dao mark left by the Emperor through the ages, the real congenital Dao mark, the Dao mark and the Dao pattern are different, the Dao mark is a kind of evolution after the imitation of the Dao mark has been formed with various wonderful things such as killing the enemy, defense, passing through and so on.

The Dao mark is the first thing engraved in the innate Dao rhyme, which can be stored in the sea of consciousness and lay a firm foundation for the supreme to enter the supreme peak in the future.

Wang Ping himself didn't expect that he would harvest a trace of killing the emperor here, which was formed by him copying the Taoist rhyme, and its value was immeasurable.

At this time, Wang Ping also gradually understood why some powerful cultivators who came here had all died violently in a few months, because this kind of Dao mark was something they couldn't bear, and the non-ice and fire body would inevitably be wiped out by this blood-colored Dao mark, and even the quasi-emperor couldn't bear it.

The benefits of this retreat to him were unimaginable, and Wang Pingpan sat here for a full month without any movement, which made Jin Jiao very happy.

Wang Ping is not there, it is the head of Tianlongling, those boys let it practice life is worse than death, and the amount of training every day makes these fifteen to twenty-year-old teenagers miserable.

However, under Jin Jiao's training, the progress of these people is also very obvious, as a cultivator, not only to cultivate true qi, but more importantly, the essence of the body.

Jin Jiao is training these people according to the requirements of the demon clan, you can imagine how cruel it will be, and Jin Jiao's spiritual power is also very strong, whoever dares to slack off will use his divine sense to stimulate them.

In just a month, the teenagers were darker, but they were stronger, their skills became very agile, and their strength increased day by day.

"Little cubs, are you not convinced?" Jin Jiao looked at these teenagers who were trained by him with a smile, and then his voice was cold, and he said coldly: "I warn you, don't be a father in front of me, otherwise I will train him alone." ”

Listening to Jin Jiao's words, those teenagers suddenly stood like javelins, and no one dared to speak, even those six-year-old children were shocked by him.

However, Jin Jiao's training is not a pot of stew, but very targeted, six to ten years old is a training level, eleven to fifteen is a training stage, sixteen to twenty years old practice is the most ruthless.

"Today, let's engage in actual combat and test your results in the past month, what is the purpose of cultivation? Wang Ping's kid has already sued you, but what I want to say is that cultivation is more important than representing a qiē, and actual combat is the most important, and only after actual combat can you integrate the results of training into your cultivation and truly improve your self-improvement in all aspects, especially the state of facing the enemy. ”

Jin Jiaoyi waved his hand and said: "Each is looking for an opponent, there is a grievance, there is revenge, who was bullied before can now get it back, how to fight, but you are not allowed to kill him, otherwise I will kill him." ”

After Jin Jiao finished speaking, he lay leisurely on a chaise longue specially prepared for it, with a fat dog leg on his left paw and a bowl-sized wine glass on his right paw. The expression on his face was casual.

Jin Jiao is quite good at enjoying it, after refining a whole bottle of dragon essence, it seems to be reborn closer to the dragon, exuding the majesty of the dragon, even if it is unconsciously emitted, some animals in the city are terrified.

In this month's training, these people have already made Jin Jiao Cao afraid of training, who dares not to listen to him? They are looking for opponents to fight.

Wang Ping didn't know what Jin Jiao had done during the month of his retreat, but he had already thrown the cultivation problems of these people to Jin Jiao before the retreat, and he tossed and delegated power.