The vast universe, the infinite starry sky, and the dead silence of cold and darkness everywhere.

At this time, a black and white fog circle is like a lonely ant insect, slowly crawling in the dark and cold vast universe, looking very lonely. It doesn't know where to go, it's just floating in a daze, and it's an unknown journey for it.

In the vast sky, although there are hundreds of millions of stars, it is difficult to find traces of life.

Here, coldness and darkness are eternal themes.

It kept floating, always looking for traces of life, but there was nothing but dead silence. It didn't know where the road was, so it could only float blankly, but at this moment, the soul it wrapped in was about to wither.

Actually, it only takes a drop of blood.

With a drop of blood, the soul can be reborn from the flames and give birth to a new body.

Time, little by little.

The soul is also dissipating little by little.

It was still crawling in the dark void, looking for traces of life, when just as the soul was about to die, a young man's voice suddenly sounded.

"I, incarnate thousands of people, everywhere. ”

At some point, a teenager came to the depths of the universe.

The boy was about fifteen or sixteen years old, and he was born with clear eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, very handsome, and his eyes were as deep as the stars. He walked step by step from the void, wearing a yin and yang robe, dragging his long black hair. Stepping in the void, stepping on the lotus, every move exudes a rhyme, as if it has merged with the universe of heaven and earth.

At this time, the boy stopped in front of the black and white fog circle and looked at it quietly.

"One black and one white, one yin and one yang, fate too!"

He stretched out his white hand, gently held up the black and white fog circle, and said slowly: "I, I have been looking for hundreds of millions of years, but I can't think of the end, but you got ......"

"Time, life, life!"

He stood silently, quietly looking at the black and white fog circle.

After a long time, he sighed and said, "Human Emperor, you have won." ”

"In that case, let's go according to your plan. ”

At this time, the handsome young man said lightly, raised his right hand slightly, and pointed his index finger, opening up a glorious avenue in the void, "Go, go......"

The black and white fog circle suddenly flew out, and quickly disappeared in the direction of the Glorious Avenue.

The handsome young man looked at the disappearing black and white fog circle, sighed slightly, and said, "It's just, from now on, are you still you?"

A moment later, a drop of blood flowed from his fingertips, and with a flick, it flew away in the direction of the black and white fog circle.

At this time, he stepped into the air step by step, and sang softly in his mouth: "The three emperors of heaven, earth, and man, born in the flood wilderness, adhering to the luck of Kyushu, and their combat power is unparalleled. The Emperor in the Battle of Daqian in the last years of the primeval era, incarnated as the pillar of the heavens to guard Kyushu in the south of the sky, and the Emperor of the Earth in the last years of the Taiqian War, incarnated as a ship carrying the earth to carry Kyushu in the north of the earth. The Human Emperor led Kyushu to rebel against the Lord of the Heavenly Dao and was killed in the Endless Void......"

"Burial coffin, burial coffin, it is the emperor who is buried now, but in the future, it is you who will be buried......"

Step by step, he disappeared again into the depths of the vast universe.

At this time, the black and white fog circle followed the glorious avenue and sank into a small world, and there was a drop of blood behind it.

......

Xiaoshu Mountain Boundary.

In the lofty mountains in the extreme west of the earth, there are countless mountain peaks rising in the sky, like floating clouds, looking like a fairy sword across the sky from a distance.

According to legend, it is a fairy mountain given to the world by the immortal family.

And on this Xianjian Mountain, there is a mysterious sect called Xianjian Gate. Since the opening of the Xianjian Sect, the disciples of the past generations have practiced immortal art diligently, entered the world to subdue demons and eliminate demons, and blessed the world from the nuisance of demons, and won the love of the people, and were respected as heavenly immortals by the world.

Every time the immortal mountain descends, it will attract countless young talents to come to learn the arts, praying to be able to worship the fairy sword gate and learn the art of the immortals.

It's just that the immortal gate is hard to find, and there is only one in ten thousand who can be selected by the immortal gate.

Now there are only a few years left before the advent of the Immortal Mountain, and the young talents in the Xiaoshu Mountain realm are constantly rushing towards the Immortal Mountain......

In the east of the earth.

A black and white fog circle fell from the sky and was then hit by a drop of blood.

At this moment, the drop of blood quickly sucked in the black and white fog circle, constantly nourishing the soul inside. The blood bead looks like only a drop, but the life energy it contains is as vast as an ocean.

"Ahh

From the beads of blood, a roar burst out.

A moment later, a face appeared on the blood beads, and the face was constantly hideous, slowly becoming clear in the hideousness.

It was a young face.

At this time, the blood beads had turned into a skull, and then from under the skull, a torso and limbs were born, and slowly became a complete body.

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy.

He is Yan Qing.

"Hahaha......"

At this time, he looked up to the sky and laughed, and the laughter shook the mountains and forests violently, frightening countless birds and beasts.

After a moment, he stopped abruptly, his face changing dramatically.

"How so?"

He suddenly found that his cultivation was completely gone, and he had disappeared without a trace, as if he had never practiced before.

"How can this be, how can this be?" Yan Qing was a little flustered, unable to understand what was going on in front of her. However, he knew that in this vast battlefield, if there was no cultivation, there would only be a dead end.

At this point, he took a closer look.

"What's going on?" Although Yan Qing calmed down, she was still frowning, a little confused about the situation in front of her. After careful inspection, it was found that it was not that his cultivation was gone, but that his cultivation had turned into a seed in his mind.

A golden seed.

"Locked?"

Yan Qing was very puzzled, not knowing why her cultivation was locked.

At this time, he looked up and suddenly realized that this was not the Great Thousand Battlefield.

It's a very strange place.

Moreover, he felt that the aura here was very strange, and it seemed to be very repulsive to his soul.

He felt very uncomfortable.

At this point, he reached out and grabbed it in front of him, as if grasping air.

"It's strange, this is not the vitality...... Yan Qing pondered, felt it carefully, and then said with some doubts: "Could it be that this is the aura, the aura of an immortal cultivator?"

"It's just, how did I get here?"

Yan Qing was very puzzled, her eyes kept looking around, "Could it be that after I died, something happened that I didn't know?"

"Moreover, this body ......"

Yan Qing thought for a moment, and suddenly found that this physical body was very close to the heaven and earth aura here.

Moreover, this body gave him a powerful feeling.

......