East Spirit Realm!

The former powerful Xuanyuan Mansion is particularly shining under the reflection of the rising sun.

Since a few years ago, after the death of a generation of Xuanyuan Myth in battle, the major forces in the Eastern Spirit Realm were ready to move. I want to make a monstrous wave when there is no myth in this town.

However, the young head of the Xuanyuan Mansion finally resisted the great task by himself.

The Axiu golden gun in his hand was invincible in the world.

Afterward...... The white-clothed soldier saint left the Eastern Spirit Realm.

Everyone thought that without Qin Xuance's assistance, Lu Han might just be a reckless man with courage and no strategy.

However, everyone was wrong.

The people of the Eastern Spirit Realm still don't know if Lu Han has a plan. But his bravery made everyone frightened.

The realm of the latter, in the past two and a half years, has risen like a green cloud.

It is rumored that today's Lu Han can already be compared to the original human myth Xuanyuan raising troops.

With his rivers and lakes, no one can be presumptuous.

In the Xuanyuan Mansion with him, no force can shake it.

As long as Lu Han does not fall, he is an insurmountable mountain in the entire Eastern Spirit Realm.

However......

Everyone didn't know that the head of the Xuanyuan Mansion who was holding the Axiu Golden Gun and suppressing the Eastern Spirit Realm with the Thirteen Powers of Heaven had fallen!

Moreover, it has been down for three months.

The cold wind is like a knife.

Snow.

Even under the light of the morning sun, it only makes people feel endless gloom and cold.

And in a room in the Xuanyuan Mansion, a woman's painful screams came out.

The entire Xuanyuan Mansion was completely busy.

There was anxiety on the faces of those people.

And joy.

At the same time, there are concerns.

Today, the wife of the clan lord is about to give birth, which is a major event in Xuanyuan Mansion. It is also a major event in the entire Northern Yan Dynasty and even the entire Eastern Spirit Realm.

Xuanyuan Mansion, there are successors.

However, 'Lu Han', who was guarding in front of the delivery room, was anxiously pacing back and forth, but he didn't seem to be as tall and majestic as half a year ago.

It's like a fake.

If the time was extended by three years, perhaps only Qin Xuance would know what happened to Lu Han.

The green dragon that roared in pain in his dream and was wearing chains became Lu Han's lingering nightmare. It also became the cause of his deteriorating health.

And when Lu Han was completely unconscious, his body was already surrounded by black qi. Even though he was unconscious, his life and death were unknown, but his body was making the sound of a dragon's groan day and night.

In the eyes of outsiders, the surging dragon chant made everyone look at Xuanyuan Mansion highly.

But only very few people in Xuanyuan Mansion knew that the dragon roared for Lu Han's life.

And in the past six months, the dragon's voice has become weaker and weaker.

Lu Han's health is also getting worse.

It seems that the life of the shackled dragon in Lu Han's dream is Lu Han's life. When that dragon died tragically under the shackles, it might be the day when Lu Hanqi died.

Wow.

In the busy, lively, cold, and bleak Xuanyuan Mansion, a baby's cry suddenly sounded.

"It's a daughter!"

Immediately after, an old woman's voice came out.

this day.

Perhaps it is the most important day in Lu Han's life.

However, he is destined to be invisible!

And in the delivery room, a beautiful and frail woman looked at the baby next to her, her eyes full of smiles. But with a smile and a smile......

But the woman began to cry violently.

Isn't it a very happy thing that made everyone in the delivery room feel helpless, why did the lady suddenly cry.

Then, the woman wiped the tears from her face with difficulty, looked at the oldest housekeeper in Xuanyu Mansion, and was so weak that she said, "Take it and show it to her father!"

The old butler's body stiffened suddenly, and then he let out a tearful cry, and his heart was full of sourness.

He followed his old master from a young age.

witnessed the growth of Xuanyuan soldiers.

also saw Lu Han's life. Bookbag netting

Now he is already dying. In my lifetime, it was a great joy to see Xuanyuan Mansion licking the heirs again. But...... Lu Han fell.

The young man who guarded the Eastern Spirit Realm with a spear didn't know when he would wake up!

......

Thousands of miles of yellow sand.

It's a long time coming.

In the yellow sand land swept by the endless black wind, I don't know when a young man in a linen robe walked on the earth.

He was burly and disheveled.

Barefooted.

Drag the gun.

From a distance, he looked like a lone wolf walking in the dust. The wounds all over the body were crisscrossed, and there were several places where blood was dripping.

However, the young man in the hemp robe didn't seem to care about anything.

His eyes were sparkling, and his face was as hard as a rock.

He looked at the outline of the ruins that was faintly visible behind the endless wind and sand, like a man-eating beast, and he didn't have the slightest fear.

How's the secret realm?

What about forbidden lands?

In the past two and a half years, for the sake of chance, in order to become stronger, he has broken through several places.

Although the myth in his heart was as easy as the quasi-emperor Qin Changsheng in the human world who walked across the secret realm, he believed that as long as he took one step at a time, one day, he would definitely reach the pinnacle of martial arts!

......

The Firmament Continent is out of nowhere.

There's an ancient blood-colored abyss.

Above the abyss, there are ten blood-colored waterfalls that hang upside down from heaven and earth.

The waterfall was not blood, but real molten lava.

The molten slurry of death when the Martial Emperor touches it.

Ten molten lavas rolled down, just like ten blood-colored dragons that intimidated the world.

And in this place that can be called a Jedi in the world, for nearly a year, above the blood-colored lava waterfall, there was an old man who was not serious and threw stones down with Erlang's legs.

Below the blood-colored waterfall was a black-haired young man dancing wildly, wielding a double hammer.

Two years have passed.

The youth is no longer the fat he once was, his belly can be dragged to the ground, and his legs are like pillars.

Instead, they become lean.

Incredibly lean.

No one knows how brutal the training he has undergone in the past two years has allowed his lean body to withstand the impact of ten molten waterfalls and wield a giant hammer.

Two years.

The young man was no longer as foolish as he had been.

He became silent.

Sometimes they don't say a word for days.

There was no smile on his face anymore.

He only knew the cultivation day after day, and he didn't know the slightest pain or fatigue, and sometimes when he saw his group of teachers and sisters shed tears in distress, he just calmly said, 'I want to sleep first'.

After saying this, the young man fell asleep standing up.

And on this day, before dusk, the young man flew up the blood-colored waterfall, looked at the old man with a heartless face and was still throwing stones below, and said calmly:

"I still can't find a chance to become a holy king, I want to go down the mountain!"

"Down the mountain?"

The old man took out the crotch of his pants with one hand and threw the stone at the young man with the other, "If you don't reach the Holy King, you want to go down the mountain to save the forest famine?"

"Yes!"

The young man nodded firmly and said, "Old man, you don't need to persuade you, it's useless to say anything." I'm going to go down, I'm going to go down!"

"Lin Huang's life is really more important than your life?"

Zhao Tianjia frowned.

"Old man, if you want to die, I will do as you wish, and I will never die before you. But Boss Lin wants to die, I will never do what he wants, I will die in front of him!"

Zhao Tianjia grabbed his hand on the crotch of his pants and was stunned for a moment.

Then, Zhao Tianjia got up, and he rarely became serious, "Wait for half a year before going down the mountain, in this half a year, the old man teaches with his heart, you learn with his heart, my ability, how much I can learn depends on yourself!"

“......”

The young man hesitated for a moment, then nodded silently, "Okay!"