Tianmang Mountain, Broken Wood Cliff, the first peak of the Fengran Continent, is known as the absolute first day of danger. For thousands of years, there have been countless people who have fallen from the cliff, including even three scorching sun-level powerhouses, but no one has survived so far.

Right now, at the end of the cliff, under the towering stone monument, a man in rags stood beside him. He was covered in blood, his clothes were full of holes, and under every hole, Sen Ran was a bloody mouth, and the amount was incalculable. He held the huge stone tablet in one hand, and every time he gasped, the speed of blood flow would increase. Before he knew it, his feet were already blood-red.

His arms were trembling incessantly, and even though he had used all his strength, he was still unsteady on his feet, which meant that his physical strength was on the verge of collapse and his life was about to come to an end.

However, even so, his eyes are like a crescent moon in a cold night, cold enough to freeze everything in the world. He quietly looked around him, with a hateful and ferocious gaze and an endless mocking smile.

Everywhere he was swept by his gaze was an endless black oppressive person. His path was completely blocked.

"Han Guan, you are desperate, hurry up and hand over the evil dragon thorn!

"Hand over the evil dragon thorn happily! Otherwise, you will be broken into ten thousand pieces! Throw down the broken wood cliff, and you will never be able to live forever!"

"Han Guan, the Evil Dragon Thorn is the supreme treasure of the Fengran Continent, you don't deserve it!

Endless roars came from under the cliffs, and everyone was filled with righteous indignation, as if they were the embodiment of justice. At this moment, even if it was a crane flying on the cliff, it couldn't see the end of the crowd below. These are almost the top sect masters in the Fengran Continent, and they all gathered under the broken wood cliff, and even some old guys who have been retired for many years did not hesitate to hurry over with their slow legs and feet.

It is no exaggeration to say that now any person jumping onto the cliff can command one side.

The only thing that can bring together so many top masters is the dying teenager in front of him. Perhaps it would be more accurate to say that it was the evil dragon thorn in his arms, the first artifact of the Fengran Continent!

The evil dragon is in hand, I have the world! The dragon pierces the gods, the sun and the moon are glorious!

The black-pressed people shouted loud slogans as they slowly approached the summit of the cliff. The temptation of the legendary "the one who holds the evil dragon thorn holds the world" and "controls the power of the sun and the moon" makes everyone on the continent rush to it and go crazy. Therefore, the people who heard the news spontaneously formed a united front, and after three days and three nights of encirclement, suppression, pursuit, and killing, they finally forced the target to a desperate situation.

Evil dragon thorns, at your fingertips.

"You ...... Really want this...... Dragon Thorn?"

Han Guan at the top of the broken wood cliff sneered, ignoring the group of heroes who were about to attack, and slowly took out an oak-colored stinger from his arms. The stinger was surrounded by a clever black dragon, and it was dim just now, but the moment it saw the light of day, it suddenly shone with a light that people couldn't look at at all.

At this moment of stinger flashing, the crowd that had just intended to launch a general attack was forced to stop. Everyone looked up at this golden light, and at the same time, their eyes also bloomed with greedy desire.

These people who are known as the strongest in the continent, and even the gods who are one in a million, are so despicable and ugly in the eyes of Han Guan. He knew that there was no way out, but he was still fearless, looking firmly into the dim distance with unwavering eyes, with a strong hatred in his tone: "My master has been crisscrossing the continent for decades, saving countless people, helping the world, not asking for anything in return, only seeking peace in the world." But just because of this evil dragon thorn, I was forced to die by you well-dressed beasts who claim to be famous and decent!"

"I hate myself, I hate myself for being so incompetent! Seven years, seven whole years, I didn't take revenge, I didn't kill all of you!"

Every word is full of hatred. Even though seven years have passed, whenever he thinks of Master's tragic death, two clear blood tears still slide down the corners of Han Guan's eyes.

Han Guan was born an orphan and was adopted by an unknown woman since he was a child and worshipped him as a teacher.

That's right, she has been dependent on Han Guan since she was a child, and she is a woman who is unparalleled in the world.

The female master raised Han Guan from a young age in Han Village. The female master named him the word "Guan", which was intended to allow him to shut up his desires and his inertia. At the same time, he set up the word "Tiande". Han Guan, the word Tiande, controls all desires, but can get everything, even the whole world.

The female master not only has the appearance of a country and a city, but also a venerable god of medicine, under her hands, there is no disease that cannot be cured. Han Guan later learned that the reason why the female master could rejuvenate was precisely because of this evil dragon thorn. It was rumored in ancient times that the Fengran Continent was controlled by an evil dragon thousands of years ago. After the evil dragon is highly poisonous, the evil dragon seals itself and becomes an "evil dragon thorn", which contains infinite power.

The word "evil dragon" does represent the place where the evil dragon thorn has thousands of evil sects, not only has a thousand evil skills, but also has ten thousand poisons. But medicine and poison are the same, medicine and poison are of the same origin, all the antidotes in the world can be refined in the evil dragon thorn, and the prescription for any disease in the world can also find the answer from the evil dragon thorn. The female master spent her life saving countless patients with the evil dragon thorn, and taught Han Guan everything.

It's just that disaster fell from the sky, and the matter of the female master's evil dragon thorn was accidentally leaked seven years ago, and at the moment of crisis, she taught the treasure to Han Guan to help him escape, but she died tragically under the hands of the famous and decent families.

Han Guan made a blood vengeance decree for the death of the female master, and if he did not avenge this revenge, he would never survive! For this reason, he exhausted half of his life's painstaking efforts and combined his strength for seven years to stab the evil dragon into a thousand kinds of evil skills, and fused ten thousand kinds of poisons, and finally practiced the extremely vicious skills of a thousand evil and ten thousand poisonous skills.

The seven-year period will make its poisonous success small. Because he was anxious for revenge, Han Guan went out of the customs ahead of schedule and launched a crazy revenge. Using the ruthlessness of the poisonous skill, he quickly washed the nine major sects on the continent in blood, killing and injuring countless people, causing turmoil in the entire Fengran Continent, but at the same time, it attracted unscrupulous people who coveted the evil dragon thorn.

All the sects in the Fengran Continent reached an alliance and encircled and strangled Han Guan at all costs, and finally forced him to this point.

Han Guan's poisonous skills have been counterattacked, and his skills have not reached great success, and now he is no longer able to fight. He looked at the people who were getting closer and closer to him with vicious eyes, and his sneer was full of endless sarcasm: "Mole ants, a group of ants that eat carrion! want to take away the evil dragon thorns? haha! Foolishness-heart-delusion-thinking-!"