The night is long, and the full moon hangs high. As far as the eye can see, the stars are dotted.

"Roar~~~~" Emperor Xuantian was in the sky above, and a roar broke the calm of the starry sky. The bright moonlight began to be gradually penetrated by the color of blood, and the wind, rain, lightning, and thunder came in an instant.

There was no peace, no peace, only the creepy roar and the bleak weather.

The blood light is devouring the starry sky step by step, constantly rolling, and among the dark clouds, a behemoth with a dragon's head, an elk body, an ox's tail, and a horse's hooves looms.

"Roar~~~~~ it roared, hovering in the starry sky, and seemed to be looking for something. The blood light shone on the earth, and all this was so close to the end of the world.

The vision had not yet dissipated, and tens of thousands of fireballs were like bulls running to the earth. The imperial capital of the Xuantian Emperor Dynasty was already in chaos at this time, the crying of babies and the shouts of women were all connected, and the rows of neat buildings were wiped out by fireballs in an instant, and they had no relatives in their hearts, and there was only one thought - to escape from this land of right and wrong.

Millions of people galloped in the direction of the city gates,

Guiyun Sect, the first major sect of the Xuantian Emperor Dynasty, tens of thousands of disciples in the sect, although all of them have good cultivation, but in the face of countless fireballs, they are vulnerable, "Quickly, open the Great Sect Protection Array, otherwise the thousand-year-old foundation will be destroyed." In the luxurious hall, a gray-robed old man shouted loudly. He is Li Changqing, the sect master of the Guiyun Sect, a generation of Tianwu Realm powerhouses (Tianshi Realm, Tiandan Realm, Tianzhu Realm, Tianyuan Realm, Tianying Martial Realm, Tianwu Realm, Xuanhuang Realm, Xuandi Realm, Xuanshen Realm).

Although you are the master of a sect, he can't be calm for a long time at this moment. Under the joint efforts of the three elders, five golden rays of light rushed straight up, faintly with the sound of a dragon's roar, "Boom~~~" Suddenly, the entire land of the Guiyun Sect trembled, and a pale yellow enchantment loomed, looking at the fireball blocking it, Li Changqing breathed a sigh of relief.

At the top of the mountains, a white-haired old man in a boundary robe watched all this, his whole body exuding an inviolable majesty. He was the most powerful Spirit Domain Master of the Xuantian Dynasty, Lin Feng. has a strong summoning power, not for anything else, just because he can refine spiritual weapons.

"Qilin, one of the five great divine beasts of ancient times, is a mascot, why is it so tossed?" Lin Feng couldn't bear to look at everything in the imperial capital.

In Luoxia Valley, a man and a woman stared at the vision in the sky, the man was tall and majestic, and his facial features were upright. Although the woman did not fall into the city and the country, she was also as beautiful as a flower.

"Qu Jing, do you believe in the prophecy?" The woman's long dress looked very charming, and her voice was even more gentle and sweet.

"Prophecy, I never believed, because I was in charge of everything, but I found that I was wrong, very wrong. The man smiled bitterly, "This will be an era of the god of war, and it will not be in vain to be able to witness the demeanor of the god of war with his own eyes!" After tens of millions of years from Xing Tian, who dares to call himself the god of war?

"The unicorn descends, and the world is in chaos. Xuanyuan is now, the god of war is out" The woman silently read this ancient prophecy, her eyes full of anticipation. God of War, what a high glory it is.

The moonlight has long been swallowed, and the entire earth is shrouded in blood light, and suddenly, the unicorn turns into a ray of light, which shoots straight down, the blood light condenses, gradually dissipates, and the sky returns to its previous calm.

The endless sea, this is a place that everyone yearns for, here, not only the ferocious sea tribe, but also the hidden feather tribe and the elf clan,

In the main hall of the Yu clan, a man wearing an imperial robe and a full three meters was staring in the direction of the Xuantian Dynasty, unlike ordinary people, there were six pairs of snow-white wings behind him,

"Is that place finally going to rise?" he laughed, a little unnaturally,

"Yukong, the Yu Clan is temporarily in charge of you, I want to leave for a while" Yukong, the Great Elder of the Yu Clan, a powerhouse in the Xuanhuang Realm, but in front of the old man in the imperial robe, he looked respectful, and it was conceivable that he was powerful

"Patriarch, have you forgotten the rules of the clan? The people of the Yu clan can't step into human territory" Hearing that the old man in the imperial robe was going out, Yukong frowned,

"The rules of the clan are also set by people, as the head of the clan, don't I have the right to modify it?" Hearing this, the old man in the imperial robe was a little excited, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Yukong.

"This ........." Haku's face became a little ugly.

"Needless to say, I've made up my mind," Before Yukong could speak, the old man in the imperial robe had already stirred his wings, soared into the air, and disappeared into the main hall.

Time flies, three years have passed in a blink of an eye, but many people clearly remember that night, and some people are remorseful, in order to survive, they left their relatives to escape alone, leaving only regret and pain,

Fengcheng, located on the border of the Xuantian Dynasty, is not as prosperous as the imperial capital, but it is not as bleak as the deserted city.

The Long family and the Tang Sect respectively control the economic lifeline of the entire Fengcheng, the so-called one mountain does not tolerate two tigers, in recent years, the two families have fought openly and secretly, and it has reached the point where water and fire are incompatible. If it weren't for the city lord Yu Lu, the two might have already met each other. Because they don't yet have the ability to confront the Xuantian Dynasty.

In a remote courtyard of the Long family, a young man looked at the blue sky stupidly, his long hair fluttering with the wind, looking particularly energetic.

Three years ago, he had already stepped into the Heavenly Cultivation Realm with one foot, becoming a genius on the first day of Fengcheng, and was regarded as a key cultivation object by the Long family. However, three years ago, he was shaken off by a powerful force, unable to condense his battle qi, and began to be bullied and ridiculed by his peers, but he did not fall because of this, but learned to forbear, and he firmly believed that one day, he would regain all the glory that belonged to him.

"Yan'er, it's time to eat" Just as the dragon was about to take a look, a pleasant voice broke his meditation. Xiao Jing, Long Yan's mother,

"Mother, I'm not hungry, you eat first," looked at the sumptuous lunch on the table, all of which he loved to eat, and then looked at Xiao Jing with an old face, Long Yan couldn't bear to look at it directly, since he was a child, in his memory, without the word father, it has always been Xiao Jing's hard work, he always felt that he owed her something, but he couldn't say it.

"Mother, I'll go back to the room first," Long Yan said to Xiao Jing, turned around and prepared to leave. There was a click, and the room was as big as a small sigh.

"Why? Why the hell is this? I want to be stronger, I want to dominate the world, ah~~~~~~~~~"

Long Yan clenched his fists, slammed against the wall, and looked at his bloody hands, Long Yan was unwilling, he did not obey the arrangement of fate, he wanted to fight against the sky...... (To be continued)