The barbaric frontier is also known as the "barbaric desert", because of the baptism of perennial war, blood and sand everywhere, and corpses and bones.

At this time, on the periphery of the Luoshen Mountain Range, countless corpses were piled up, and blood flowed sideways, invading the desert, and the blood and sand became even more red.

After three days of fighting, a million knights lost nearly 100,000, and thousands of Luojia troops were not finished.

"Brave knights, we have triumphed. Facing the remaining nine hundred thousand knights, Oykais raised a golden spear and shouted.

And the spear in his hand is Roselle's weapon.

"Long live Prince Keith. ”

"Long live the O-European Empire. ”

Nine hundred thousand knights and thousands of knights shouted in unison, and their voices resounded through the heavens and the earth, as if they had forgotten the fact that it took them 100,000 knights to wipe out thousands of Luojia troops.

"Return to the Empire with our glory, and this prince himself will knight you. Oykais shouted again, actually asking the class teacher to return to China?

"Wait, Dear Prince Keith. ”

Suddenly, a black-robed man beside Oikes spoke.

This person wore a hideous mask, which was completely unrecognizable, but although he spoke the language of the Ou Empire, he had a hint of the accent of the language of the Luojun Dynasty.

"Well, Prince Ben will not forget the promise he made to you. O'Ochais looked at the black-robed man and spoke lightly.

"The old man naturally doesn't doubt your credibility, what the old man wants to say is that now that Luo Shen has fallen, his eight sons have returned to heaven, but there is still the last son. The black-robed man said respectfully.

"The ninth son?" Oykais frowned, and then said: "The eight sons of the Luo family all have unique skills and outstanding talents, but they are among the dragons and phoenixes, this prince has already understood this, but this ninth son is rumored to be born and born in the spiritual sea, and he can't cultivate spiritual power, so he is really a waste, so why waste our time on a waste?"

"Waste? Hearing Oykais's words, the black-robed man chuckled and said, "The nine sons of the Luo family, such as the nine sons of the dragon, each have magical powers, the nine daughters of the Jun family, and the nine chicks of the phoenix, are absolutely beautiful in the world." You've probably heard of this rumor. ”

"But the world only sees the talent of the eighth son of the Luo family to lead the troops in battle, and the talent for cultivation is outstanding, but they often ignore this ninth son. ”

"Oh?" Oy Keston became interested, he had been fighting against Luo Shen for decades, and he still knew Luo Shen's family, and Luo Yan, who could not cultivate, was just a waste that could be ignored in his eyes.

"Huh. The black-robed man chuckled again, and continued: "Although this son can't cultivate spiritual power, but he has amazing perseverance and superior intelligence, and since he was a child, he has followed the two masters to cultivate external skills and military skills respectively, and many of the defeats you have suffered in recent years have his strategies, including the battle you fought last year. ”

"Oh?" Oykais's golden eyes flickered, and he consciously reached out and touched the hideous scar on his face.

This is left over from last year's battle, and the handwriting of Luo Shen's first son "Luo Tian" is also his shame.

He thought that he was defeated by Luo Tian in that battle, but he didn't expect that it was the ninth son's strategy.

Now, he is completely interested in Luo Yan, even more than the other eight sons.

Oykais didn't doubt the words of the black-robed man at all, just because of the identity of the black-robed man.

"Moreover, the Luo Jun Dynasty is actually controlled by the Luo family and the Jun family, the Luo family is outside, and the Jun family is inside. ”

"Now you think about it, Luo Shen and his eight sons are dead, and the one in the Luo Jun Dynasty is about to die, once he dies, then the only one who can inherit the throne is this ninth son. The black-robed man lowered his voice and bowed again.

"That's right, the ninth son of the Luo family, the ninth daughter of the Jun family, now that the eighth son has fallen, the only heir to the throne can only be this ninth son. As soon as the black-robed man reminded him, Oykais's golden eyes flashed, and there was amusement and jealousy on his face.

"Where is this son now?" Oykais looked at the black-robed man, since he brought it up, he must know Luo Yan's traces.

"On the Peak of Resentment. The black-robed man spoke hoarsely.

"Resentful Demon Peak?" Oykais frowned, he knew the murderous reputation of the Resentful Demon Peak, how could a waste of the Waste Spirit Sea reach the peak?

"It's not clear why he can not be affected by the demonic energy, but as long as he uses this gun, the old man has a way to let him fall into the net. As if he had seen through what Oykais was thinking, the black-robed man looked at the golden spear in his hand.

"Remember, be alive. Oykais tossed Roselle's gun to the black-robed man, and admonished.

One shot to get back a prince of the Luojun Dynasty is a good deal.

"Yes~" The black-robed man took the spear and immediately saluted and retreated.

......

The top of the Devil's Peak.

"Whether you are blessed or cursed, but you helped me break the blockage of the spiritual sea, and you and I will share one in the future. Luo Yan looked inwardly at the demon heart on his right chest and muttered in a low voice.

At this moment, a cloud of chaotic aura appeared in the palm of his hand.

That's right, Luo Yan was able to cultivate, but he still reached the "Soul Pill Realm" once, and all of this was the credit of the jade pendant in his brain and the demon heart in his right chest.

If it was placed in the past, it was a luxury that Luo Yan couldn't even think of, but at this moment, he was not happy at all.

When one day, you find that those relatives who have been with you have left you, even if you are given another world, it is less than one ten-millionth of them.

"Phew~ set off. Luo Yan took a long breath, and then started to go down the peak, and he still had his father's instructions unfinished.

Now that he has spiritual power, the possibility of escape is a little greater.

"Hahaha, Luo Yan, the ninth son of Luoshen, I know that you are in the Resentment Peak, this is a gift from Prince Keith to you, whether to go or leave it for you to see. ”

Just as Luo Yan was about to leave, a hoarse voice suddenly came from the void, as if it came from hell, making people chill.

The next moment, a sound of breaking the air came, followed by a golden light inserted not far in front of Luo Yan.

Luo Yan felt a chill in his heart, and suddenly had a bad premonition, and then hurriedly stepped forward, and the moment he saw the golden gun, Luo Yan's soul trembled.

This gun is called the "Golden Holy Dragon Lance", which is Roselle's personal weapon, and it never leaves his hand unless it ......

Luo Yan didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"Your father is not dead, this gun is proof, and then we will abolish his limb every other hour, until you appear, whether you choose to steal your life or save your father heroically, it's up to you to choose, hahaha. ”

Just as Luo Yan was in pain, the voice came again, revealing cruelty.

Would his father, Roselle, be willing to be caught, but what if it was true?

Luo Yan suddenly panicked for a moment, and time passed more and more clearly in his mind.

The next moment, the Golden Holy Dragon Spear disappeared in his hand, and Luo Yan's figure turned into an afterimage and rushed wildly in the direction it came.

Knowing that it is false, even if the truth is only one in a million, Luo Yan does not dare to bet.

Because it was his father's life, he didn't dare to gamble, and he wouldn't gamble.

Luo Yan's feet were wrapped in spiritual power, and with the gravity of the lower peak, he ran wildly all the way, as if he was about to fly.

In just one hour, Luo Yan came to the foot of the peak, and then rushed towards the outside of the mountain range, and at the moment when he was about to step out of the mountain range, he instantly collected his spiritual power.

The moment he stepped out of the mountains, he was greeted by a black-pressed silver-armored knight, and thousands of knights riding strange beasts, led by Oiches.

Dozens of knights instantly ran out of the ancient forest behind Luo Yan, blocking his back road.

Ignoring everything around him, Luo Yan continued to move forward, his eyes staring at Oikis on the dragon, his scarlet pupils filled with endless killing intent.

At this moment, the demon heart on Luo Yan's right chest actually began to beat.

It is the foreign man in front of him, who regards himself as a noble prince of the Ou Empire, and regards the lives of other people as a mustard, invading his country for decades, and destroying all his ties in one day.

Luo Yan, how can he not hate?

"What about my father?" asked Luo Yan hoarsely, no more than a hundred meters away from Oykais, no one knew how deep the hatred was in his heart.

"Dead. Oykais stood on the back of the dragon and looked down at Luo Yan, and only after a moment did he smile faintly in the O-European language: "Some people say that you are witty and proficient in the art of war, but now it seems that you are nothing more than a waste with only hatred. ”

"What kind of man is your father, and would he be willing to be captured?"

Luo Yan's heart sank, and his whole body was like a knife, not because Oykais insulted him, but because Oykais said that Luoshen was dead.

"Every time the O-European Empire goes on a campaign, it brings back captives, and now, as you can see, your father and his subordinates have all chosen to die heroically. ”

"This embarrass this prince, in order to prevent the laws of my O-European empire from being sent to this prince for a hundred years, so this prince has decided to pardon your capital crime and make you the spoils of this expedition. Ignoring Luo Yan's anger, Oykais proudly announced it condescendingly, as if he was gracious to Luo Yan.

He could have killed Luo Yan to fight the troubles, but he changed his mind after learning that Luo Yan was the last inheritor of the Luo Jun Dynasty.

Wouldn't it be more interesting to have a prince of a dynasty as a slave?

"Hahahaha, Ao ~ Yi ~ Kai ~ Si, the revenge of killing my brother and father, the pain of invading the country and destroying my family, if you don't kill me today, if he gives me a chance to turn over one day, I will destroy your Ao Ou Empire and slaughter you with my own hands. Luo Yan's eyes were scarlet, and he stared at Oykais, his fists clenched, letting his nails dig into his flesh.

At this moment, he really wanted to kill himself on the spot, but he knew that he couldn't die, even if he was burdened with endless humiliation.

If he was still a waste who couldn't cultivate like before, he could choose to go with his father and them, but now it's different, he can cultivate.

One day, he will ask Oykais to return everything he owes to his Luo family ten times over, and let the O'Ou Empire repay everything owed to the Luo Dynasty ten times over.

"Presumptuous, now that you have become a slave of my O-European Empire, you dare to open your mouth to insult Your Royal Highness the noble prince, and slap your mouth. ”

"Smack~"

As soon as Luo Yan's words fell, a jazz beside Oykais slapped him in the air, and suddenly turned into a spiritual palm print and threw Luo Yan to the ground.

"Poof. Luo Yan spun in the air several times before smashing to the ground, and at this moment, half of his face bone was directly dented, and blood flowed sideways.

This is still the result of the sir's hand, if he used all his strength, Luo Yan might directly explode the entire skull.

"Ahem, ahem. Luo Yan struggled to stand up, staring at the front, facing nine hundred thousand knights and thousands of knights, with only endless killing intent in his eyes.

But at this moment, Luo Yan's appearance fell into their eyes, like a poor clown, and they all showed frivolous ridicule.

But what they didn't know was that the teenager they laughed at in front of them had become the bad news of their Au-European empire just a few years later.