The Northern Xinjiang Empire has a vast territory, occupying Yongzhou, one of the three major states of Luotianyu, with more than 100 cities and a population of tens of millions. However, even if it is a third-rate force, it can be regarded as a behemoth within a radius of thousands of miles, and ordinary families or gangs will never dare to provoke it.

Linchuan City, together with more than a dozen cities around it, was originally within the sphere of influence of the Luoxia Sect and the Huanyan Sword Sect, but now it has become a ruin in the war, and the people are in chaos, and the people are in dire straits. Even after days, the flames were still burning, smoke was billowing out, and charred corpses were scattered across the land, becoming food for scavenging beasts like wild dogs and vultures.

On the official road, which was already desolate and uninhabited, a slender figure was walking slowly at this time, and when he looked closely, it was a handsome boy in green clothes with a long sword, with fair and delicate skin, clear and delicate eyes, as if there were stars, but the willow leaf-like eyebrow bones made him a little more soft.

The handsome boy gently carried his hands, seemingly moving very slowly, but in fact, after each step fell, he was a few feet away, and in his white jade-like hand he held a lotus stem that showed dryness, waving it around from time to time.

It is the Holy Maiden Yue Zijin of the Qinglian Palace.

"Didn't Master deduce that the reincarnation of the human ancestor was here, why can't he even see a living person?" Yue Zijin's bright eyes swept around, fiddling with the lotus stem in his hand, and muttered with a little dissatisfaction, his voice was not low, but no one answered her in this desolate place.

But a group of wild dogs saw her in the distance, put down the human corpse that was gnawing in their mouths, raised their heads and whined, and stared at her with fierce eyes, as if they were afraid of being robbed of food.

Seeing this, Yue Zijin sighed and said: "There are alien races outside the realm, and the human race is in decline, and it is regarded as blood food, but unfortunately I still don't know how to unite, so I have to light the flames of war everywhere and muddy this pool of water." ”

Along the way, the most she saw was war, human life was as cheap as flying canopy, not even compared to these wild dogs, and the struggle between two second-rate forces was often paved with blood and bones.

In this world, the least bad thing is human life.

However, she can't stop anything, and she won't do anything, the survival of the fittest, the law of the jungle that has existed since ancient times is more vividly reflected here.

Suddenly, the withered lotus stem she held in her hand trembled, like a sieve of chaff, and a green and green color flashed from it, and even the jade hand that carried her was dyed green.

Yue Zijin was stunned for a moment, and reacted to what was happening, and his face suddenly appeared happy, the lotus stem is the inheritance of the Qinglian Palace, and it is said to be a precious divine object left by the ancestors, which contains spirituality, and can echo the reincarnation of the ancestors from afar, and find its direction.

The green light on the lotus stem was full of great bloom, and then it rose to the sky, flying in a certain direction, and the next moment the last mission of the lotus stem was completed, and it turned into a cloud of broken dust with a bang.

Yue Zijin showed a look of heartache and regret, but she also knew that the lotus stem had been passed down for tens of thousands of years, and every time she used it, it would be consumed.

But this is not the time to lament that.

Yue Zijin's complexion returned to normal, and when he mentioned the aura, the cyan figure suddenly rose into the air, stepping on the void, chasing towards the blue light like a streamer, with a terrifying speed, far exceeding that of the martial artist who entered the spirit realm.

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Inside the Huanyan Sword Sect.

Qin Hao heard the sound of fighting, pushed the door out, walked quickly to the square, and after seeing the situation clearly, he immediately looked at the group of people who suddenly broke into the sect in front of him with an angry face, faintly led by the man in white in front of him.

The man in white looks like he is in his twenties, not tall, with delicate eyebrows, black hair tied up, tied with a white rope behind his head, looking nondescript, his gestures reveal a sense of nobility, and his eyes are extremely focused, but the expression he shows at this moment is extremely cold and full of killing intent.

He didn't have a weapon in his hand, and the white jade carving-like fist flowed cold air, and it was passing through the chest of a Huanyan Sword Sect disciple in front of him, directly disemboweling his stomach, and his internal organs were flowing all over the ground, and the scene was extremely bloody.

Behind the man was followed by a group of guards dressed as people, a middle-aged man with a calm expression and a breath like the sea stood beside him, in addition to a beautiful woman in a flower skirt mixed in the crowd, her hands were tied by a rope, her eyes swept from all sides from time to time, revealing a look of embarrassment in her memory, an old woman with thin lips stood behind the woman in the flower skirt, a pair of hands covered with age spots grabbed her shoulders, like eagle claws, and her five fingers were forced, and her eyes hurt so much that she was teary-eyed.

"Who are you, how dare you come to the Huanyan Sword Sect to spread wild?" Qin Hao's face was ugly, he looked at the man in white, and asked in a deep voice, although he had not joined the Huanyan Sword Sect, he also regarded this place as his home. These people broke in for no reason, and they killed people indiscriminately, it was really not good, if they didn't know that they were definitely not opponents, Qin Hao would have rushed up long ago.

"Who am I?" Seeing Qin Hao looking at him, the man in white smiled coldly, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and his tone was extremely cold, as if coming from Jiuyou, "Heh, I am Zhao Zichen, the third prince of the Northern Empire, Zhao Ziyi, who was killed by you, is my own sister." ”

As soon as the words fell, he was surrounded by a cold aura, faint ice chips condensed from the air, falling like catkins, the winter sun was not warm, Qin Hao felt even colder because of this, and couldn't help but wrap his clothes tightly, looking extremely vigilant.

"Zhao Ziyi assassinated me, and it is only right that I killed him, if you want to take revenge, then come at me, don't implicate innocent people, etc. Qin Hao straightened his spine, and said this in a righteous and awe-inspiring manner, so that the woman in the flower skirt couldn't help but look sideways, and a different color flashed in her beautiful eyes.

This man was so strange that she didn't recognize him.

Zhao Zichen now saw the enemy who killed his sister, and a blood-red color suddenly appeared in his eyes, which was extremely rich and extremely angry, he threw down the corpse in his hand, and the palm of his hand was dripping with blood, dripping continuously, which was incompatible with his delicate appearance, which made people feel chills in their hearts.

"My sister is careful and kind, she won't trample even an ant to death, she often helps the poor people, and helps beggars, who doesn't know this in the northern Xinjiang city, she will assassinate you? Zhao Zichen laughed angrily, after he learned the news that his sister had been killed, he rushed back to Luo Tianyu from the Xuandou Star Palace non-stop, wearing stars and moons, but unfortunately everything was late, and the daylily was already cold.

When he saw his sister's facial features destroyed and her face blurred in the retrospective mirror being cut off with a knife, his eyes were split, his scalp was about to explode, and he felt that his blood had lost its temperature, as if it had been frozen, and the world turned black in an instant.

The mother died early, and his father had no warmth, so he depended on his sister since he was a child, and he loved this gentle and kind sister very much, for fear that he would be wronged and hurt, of course, his sister was smart and would not let him worry about it. Zhao Zichen was able to cultivate with peace of mind, and even stood out among the brothers and worshiped the Xuandou Star Palace, which can be said to be indispensable to Zhao Ziyi's contributions.

"Since you say that, then I don't want to explain anything, justice is in people's hearts. Qin Hao naturally wouldn't believe his words, just Zhao Zichen was quibbling, and there was no excuse for the crime he wanted to add. What's more, Zhao Ziyi passed on his exercises and wanted to refine him into a human body elixir, which was an undeniable fact, if it wasn't for the words of his predecessors, he would probably still be kept in the dark, and now it is estimated that he has become a corpse.

Of course, Qin Hao didn't understand, the words that Ji Jiu gave him were naturally all nonsense, everything was to let him kill people personally, otherwise a person with extraordinary vision would stay by Qin Hao's side, and it would not be easy for Ji Jiu to fool him again.