Dugu Jingyun, this name is a legend. Once upon a time, he single-handedly infiltrated the lair of the Poison Emperor, and under the strict protection of dozens of retired special elites, he quietly cut off the huge head of the Poison Emperor and floated away.

Dugu has become a legend.

A rocket accurately hit a helicopter gunship that was on a special mission outside the territory, and Dugu Jingyun happened to be on the plane. The major media published this amazing news almost at the same time: the youngest supreme grandmaster in the ancient martial arts world of China, the king of the generation in the field of special forces, Dugu was shocked

The Cangyun Continent is so big that almost no one knows how big it is. The endless ocean divides the continent into five large parts, which are simply named after their directions: the Eastern Continent, the Western Continent, the Southern Continent, the Northern Continent, and the Central Continent. All in all, no matter how many pieces the continent is divided into, its civilization is built on the supreme martial arts.

What do you want to have? money, beauty, wealth, power, or dignity? It's as simple as it gets, you just need to know how high your martial arts realm is and how strong your overall strength is.

Every world has its laws, and if you want to live calmly, you can only follow its rules, and your strength is supreme.

The wind, very light and soft. A gentle breeze gently blows through the inaccessible wilderness of Dagauss. In the air within a radius of 100 miles, a strong smell of blood gradually appeared.

Under the bloody remnant sun, flocks of bald crows hovered in the air, and the mournful hiss came and went. Where the bald crow appears, there must be a strong blood. And the place where a large number of bald crows gather must be full of corpses and rivers of blood.

Located at the western end of the Eastern Continent, the Dagaus Wasteland is desolate and barren and inaccessible all year round. For thousands of years, it has naturally become a buffer between the Tianxiang Dynasty and the Flying Rain Dynasty. In the past two years, the two great dynasties have continuously broken out dozens of tragic and bloody battles in this dead and silent wasteland. Its scale is also being upgraded and enlarged again and again. The reason for this is that both the enemy and the enemy are secretive and avoid saying anything, and it has been classified as top secret. The bloody soldiers only know that the military order is like a mountain. I don't know, I don't need to know. Sacrificing one's life for the country, the horse leather shroud, that is the honor and pride of a soldier.

Not long ago, war broke out again in the heart of the wilderness. From this scene of mountains and corpses, it seems that the scale of the war seems to have surpassed any previous one, and at least 100,000 people have been invested in this battle. The end of the war was evenly matched, both sides were defeated, each leaving behind the corpses of thousands of soldiers and retreating in panic.

The cold moon is like a hook, and the glow is hazy. In the wasteland where corpses are piled up, from time to time there is the "cwing" pecking sound of the bald crow

Suddenly, in the pile of corpses, the fingers of a corpse moved suddenly, startling the bald crows pecking around them.

"Alive!" Dugu Jingyun's first thought of regaining consciousness, and the joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe instantly filled his body and mind.

"Being!" is the most beautiful and beautiful word in heaven and earth, supreme. Suddenly, a cold breath poured into my brain like a trickle, and many strange and familiar information and pictures kept appearing in my consciousness

Cangyun Continent, Tianxiang Dynasty, one of the eight great families in the imperial capital, the second young master of the patriarch of the Dugu family: Dugu Jingyun, fourteen years old, concubine. Mother Qin Shi, born in a poor family, has a humble identity. Although she was accepted as a concubine by the patriarch, her status was still low, and she was bullied all year round. lived under the vicious and vicious coercion of the eldest lady for a long time, and finally died of hatred. The hatred of humiliating and bullying the mother is not shared, and the young Dugu is frightened and hateful, fearless and fearless. Carefully planned, patiently waiting, on a dark and windy night in the moon, taking advantage of its unpreparedness, thunder strikes the evil woman.

The news of the eldest lady's death was instantly conveyed to the middle and high-level officials of Dugu Mansion, and they were all shocked. In order to prevent the news from leaking, the gate of the inner house was suddenly closed. According to the theory, it is not a shocking event for a huge family to die a handful. Even if the patriarch's wife died violently, it would not make the entire high-level so frightened, and even those elders who had not asked about the world all year round were shocked.

It's really because the identity of this eldest lady is too sensitive, too special, special enough to make the entire Dugu family shudder.

The eldest lady's family name is Nangong. When mentioning this surname, it is natural to think of a person, the emperor of the current dynasty, Nangong Xuyun. And this great lady happens to be the niece of this emperor.

What's even more shocking is her father, Prince Pei, the emperor's closest brother - Nangong Feixing. When he was the generalissimo of the dynasty's soldiers and horses, he was the first person in the martial arts of the dynasty.

With such an existence against the sky, how can the Dugu family be calm, if it is not handled properly and negligently, it will inevitably suffer a catastrophe and even be wiped out.

The Council of Elders lasted all night in a heavy atmosphere, and all their schemes pale under the oppression of great power.

As soon as dawn broke, the people of Prince Pei's palace descended on the palace. Unexpectedly, the person who came was not the murderous royal guards in the imagination, but just a middle-aged steward with a gloomy face, and two palace guards.

A warrant from Prince Pei's palace was read very simply:

First, the death row prisoner was stunned and immediately escorted to the West County State, the Pioneer Camp of Juvenile Death Row Prisoners in the Dagaus Wasteland.

Second, the thunder was furious and the ashes were extinguished.

One warrant, two choices, every word.

Regarding the heart and deeds of this Prince Pei, the Dugu family, who was once in-laws, naturally knew a little. The scheming is deep, the treacherous is like the sea, the joy and anger are invisible, and the killing is decisive, and the methods are cruel and vicious.

It's clear where to go. Giving up a family disciple who has caused a lot of money and sparing the Dugu family, which has been inherited for thousands of years, is already a great luck in misfortune. This was also the saddest voice of the family's upper echelons at the end.

This information profoundly reveals the coldness and coldness of this world, and the family's choice is understandable.

In the face of absolute strength, we must learn to give up, learn to coil, bend, and crawl, and no one will laugh at us. Shout a few high-pitched slogans in private, make a few deep vows, be affectionate and reasonable, don't take it seriously, otherwise it will be doomed.

"This Prince Pei can be called a generation of heroes, and he who has achieved great things, the sky collapses in front of him, and every inch is not chaotic. According to common sense, people have reverse scales, and if they touch it, they will die. The Dugu family has broken his bottom line, and in a fit of anger, the wind and clouds changed color and blood flowed like a river. But none of this happened, just quietly gave the other party two choices. In anger, you can maintain extreme restraint, calm and decisive, and everything is under control. The emperor's scheming and power skills are interpreted wonderfully. In the future, we will face this person in the end, and we must be very cautious. ”

The Pioneer Camp for Juvenile Death Row Prisoners is clearly a death squad, a death squad. The rules of this world are really different, and even the surplus value of death row prisoners can be brought into full play.

The eight-month military career is full of endless despair. There is no armor, and everyone is in tatters. He didn't even have a decent blade, but he had experienced the brutal baptism of three wars. A thousand, eight hundred fell. Fortunately, I met two good brothers in this pioneer camp: Dongfang Xiong and Lu Canglang. Two brothers of life and death who can give their backs to each other.

The horn of war sounded again, and the bloody fighting made people cold and cruel. All the people around him fell, and the three brothers clenched their backs, gritted their teeth, took care of each other, and gasped for breath. Just survived a wave of fighting, the new power was exhausted, the old force was not born, and a team of soldiers with distinct armor and shining swords appeared in front of them.

Run!" shouted the three brothers almost at the same time. Qi Qi turned and ran back, only to find that his legs were trembling and his heels were weak. Not to mention running, it is very difficult to even take a step.

In the endless despair, but seeing that in the other party's camp, an officer with a centurion waist tag suddenly jumped up, the big sword in his hand flashed with a cold sword, from top to bottom, thunderbolt and lightning slashed towards the three of them.

Behind him were two brothers. The three of them have run out of oil.

Die early and die late, and fourteen years later, he will be a man again. Fighting up his strength, he waved the remnant sword in his hand to meet it desperately. Boom! The sky and the earth are shattered, and the sword is broken

All the information, the picture came to an abrupt end.

Cold Moon, Remnant Star, Shura Field.

In the cold glow, a body slowly stood up from the pile of corpses, seemingly weak, but it stood upright like a benchmark, like a mountain rock. The light flickered between the opening and closing of his eyes, and the clear divine light was silently cast into the distant and ethereal void.

The soul crosses, borrowing the corpse to return the soul. Ancient legends, appalling. Although I was there in person, my heart was still like water, and I was not shocked. Although the way of heaven is impermanent, it has its own justice.

In my previous life, my true body was destroyed, but I was given such a young body, with the same name and surname. Whether it is coincidence or providence, no matter how sad and sad my life experience is, even if I am in a desperate situation, as long as I live and exist, this world, this sky, I don't want to stop my indomitable pace.

Yesterday's Dugu Terror Cloud has turned into the smoke and dust of history, and today's Dugu Terror Cloud stands up from the Shura Field.

"Roar! Cangyun Continent, I'm here!"