China, the hinterland of the Central Plains.

The huge stone tablet is engraved with the inscriptions set up by later generations.

In the 17th century B.C., the Yin Shang era was recognized by the historical circles of the Chinese nation as the origin period of the Chinese nation. The entire Yin Shang Empire lasted for more than 600 years, and achieved tremendous economic and cultural development, when the royal power established a large number of military and bureaucratic organizations, slavery reached its peak, and it was one of the top prosperous civilizations in the world......

Mo Xuan stood in front of this stone tablet engraved with 'Muye Ruins' for a long time, as a college student majoring in archaeology, Mo Xuan always felt that he had a faint sense of intimacy with the Yin Shang era.

"Xiao Xuan! Come on, look what I've found!"

Mo Xuan's father was a professor of archaeology, and this vacation led Mo Xuan to the Muye site in the north of Xinxiang, not only to give Mo Xuan field homework, but also to study a topic about the destruction of Shang in the Zhou Dynasty.

At the end of the Shang Dynasty, the Zhou division and the Shang army fought a decisive battle in Muye, many details have not been recorded in the history books, only by personally coming here to investigate, can we better restore the historical truth.

Mo Xuan came to his father's side, and at this time, his father was holding a piece of bronze that was covered with green patina, almost corroded into pieces.

"What is this?" Mo Xuan stepped forward to take a closer look.

On the bronzes, the surrounding wind and thunder cloud patterns can be vaguely seen, densely intertwined, with six layers superimposed, cumbersome and exquisite.

In the center of the wind and thunder cloud pattern, which symbolizes the majesty of heaven and earth, the seal is engraved with extremely obscure ancient characters of the Shang Dynasty.

"Looking at the lines and the content recorded above, I think it should be roughly a priest's divination. Father handed the bronze to Mo Xuan.

Mo Xuan took the bronze and started warmly, but there was no earthy atmosphere of ordinary excavated antiquities, and there was no peculiar smell after metal rust, which inexplicably gave Mo Xuan a sense of closeness.

The words were not long, Mo Xuan silently recited word by word, "The ten witches of Lingshan are left behind in Yin, their names are ten thousand spirits, and the edict is ...... nine yin"

Before he finished reading the divination, a cool aura spread coldly along Mo Xuan's back, rushing directly to the back of his head. Mo Xuan's cold hair exploded, and he slammed into a shock.

"What's wrong?" Father noticed Mo Xuan's strange appearance.

Mo Xuan didn't respond, and continued to read: "Wen Zhongshen is destroyed, his fate is changed to his luck, and he will return to his place and regenerate his psychic ......."

"Wen Zhong?" his father was stunned, and hurriedly got up and looked at the bronze, "Wen Zhong doesn't exist at all in history, it's just a fictional character in mythological novels, how can it appear in divination......?"

The father was stunned and questioned, and the voice came into Mo Xuan's ears, but it became smaller and smaller.

The passage of divination that I had just recited silently gradually sounded, like a roar of thunder, rolling and exploding in my mind!

"You will return to your place, regenerate your psychic!"

Mo Xuan was in a trance, and something strange came from his body, as if floating in the air.

“...... Homing ...... Psychic ......"

The last sentence of the last sentence dropped sharply, as if quietly whispering in Mo Xuan's ear. Immediately after, the world was spinning, and Mo Xuan only felt as if he had been pulled out of his body.

"I ......"

Mo Xuan didn't have time to speak, and suddenly the overwhelming darkness overwhelmed his vision.

......

In a trance, Mo Xuan seemed to be on the vast green plain.

The huge noise roared into the sky, almost tearing the sky apart.

On the earth and in the air, countless figures are entangled and fighting. After each halo, a large canopy of blood rain fell from the sky. Blood rained down all over the sky, and corpses flew everywhere.

The chariot with golden light rampaged under the tuk of the strange beast, and the huge yellow banner swept across the land, while the white side was clearly at a disadvantage.

Mo Xuan was stunned.

This murderous and terrifying bloody scene is shocking!

When tens of thousands of living beings were fighting selflessly, a sudden thunderous sound that shook the plain exploded in their ears.

A huge figure covered in huge black armor and more than three meters tall appeared in the middle of the battlefield, suspended about ten meters above the ground.

"The Taishi is here!"

"I'm the god of war Wen Zhong!"

"Taishi has put on the Jiuding battle suit that symbolizes the orthodoxy and luck of my royal power, and this battle will be won!"

"Wan Sheng! Kill the traitors of Zhou Fang!"

The cheers of the mountains and tsunamis erupted on the battlefield, rolling and rushing, overwhelming the sky.

Mo Xuan opened his eyes suddenly, and a familiar warm current erupted around him, and countless unfamiliar memories came to his mind.

Many fragments of memories that did not belong to him poured into his mind like a torrent at this moment.

This is a life that does not belong to Mo Xuan, from a prince who served to a personal soldier of the Yin Shang Empire, Wen Zhong Taishi, and many small details in the middle are merging and confusing with the memories of his life......

Inexplicably, Mo Xuan suddenly had a realization - this new memory was his past life!

"Wen Zhong! Shi Shuai Wen Zhong! He is Wen Zhong, I know him!"

In an instant, Mo Xuan's emotions merged into this ancient battlefield full of immortal elements, regardless of past and present lives!

The figure of the black steel giant didn't seem to listen to the cheers of the people, but silently pulled out a deep and dark giant sword from behind his back.

The giant sword was made of metal, and the thick spine of the sword not only reflected black light, but also pieces of black flames were slowly beating!

Wen Zhong slowly turned his head, and looked at Mo Xuan from a distance with the gaze that came out from behind the mask.

This glance is extremely familiar.

In this instant, all the memories were recalled by Mo Xuan.

"I'm a flag-bearer! That's right! I'm Wen Zhong's flag-bearer!"

In his previous life, he followed Wen Zhong to fight in the wilderness countless times, but he didn't have enough food and water, so Wen Zhong gave him his share.

In his previous life, he was trapped in the enemy camp and besieged by many enemy troops, which was supposed to be a certain death, but Wen Zhong did not hesitate to enter the army alone as a marshal. Rescued himself.

There was even a crusade against the southern aliens, and he was poisoned by Gu in his body, but he still lost his cultivation to dispel poison and heal his wounds.

The grace of knowing, the grace of care, the grace of saving lives!

These ancient and familiar memories came flooding up, making Mo Xuan's eyes full of guilt and awe for this pair of convinced and expectant eyes!

The tacit understanding between him and Wen Zhong finally took over his mind, and Mo Xuan felt that there was a huge amount of energy flowing.

And a set of silver-white metal armor draped on his body also began to have a mysterious halo flowing.

"Sacrifice the flag!"

Wen Zhong shouted angrily, he finally knew what he wanted to do!

Mo Xuan gritted his teeth, his hands heavy as a thousand heavy burdens. When I looked down, the battle flag was in my hand, and the handsome flag with red stripes on a white background was hunting on the flagpole with the bloody rain.

"Sacrifice the flag!!"

Suddenly, the sound waves like a rolling tsunami swept in with a majestic and incomparable momentum.

The gazes of countless people full of anger and reverence injected infinite motivation into him and ignited boiling blood!

Mo Xuan straightened his waist, raised the heavy handsome flag with both hands, and roared loudly!

"Sacrifice the flag!"

The banner with the pattern of the Xuanyu stood tall and fluttered in the wind.

The totem of the Great Merchants!

Destiny Xuanniao, descend to give birth to business!

Wen Zhong's eyes were pleased, and he swung his sword directly at the rebellious ministers of the Zhou clan, and a cold voice like hell came out of the black armor, piercing everyone's eardrums.

"Those who colluded with Zhou Fang to rebel against my big businessman, today is your death period!"

On the side of the yellow flag, the dead silence suppressed by Wen Zhong's aura.

And in an instant, the brilliance of the four people flashed around them, flying over.

"Lei Zhenzi!"

"Nezha!"

"Huang Tianhua!"

"Yang Jian!"

Hearing the divine light in the eyes behind the fanged ghost face of Taishi Zhong, the names of the four people were spoken, and the giant sword with a length of more than two meters in his hand swung down violently, and a huge roar was transmitted from the body of the giant sword, and countless black flames suddenly turned into an overwhelming rain of fire, enveloping the four people who flew in at once.

"Be careful, this is the ...... of the Jiuding suit"

Among the four people, I don't know who shouted in a hurry, but before the words fell, they saw that in the black fire rain, all four of them stagnated, and then turned into metal people with metal bodies, and after the brilliance dissipated, they fell straight to the ground.

Bang bang!

Four clouds of dust and smoke rose up, and four large pits were smashed on the ground by the four metal men who fell!

"Taishi killed the four great generals of the Zhou side against thieves in one fell swoop!"

Mo Xuan clutched Shuai Qi tightly, only to feel that the blood in his chest was boiling and burning!

This sense of belonging makes Mo Xuan kind and excited, but there is nowhere to vent.

This is my past life, and these things have indeed happened!

At this time.

Under the nameless giant sword in the hands of Master Wen Zhong, I don't know how many alien masters and demons in the Dao were killed.

The four great generals of the Zhou rebel thieves, all the way from Zhou Yuan to Muye, have made a great reputation, but they are not the enemies of Wen Zhong's Taishi.

The Taishi banner is invincible!

Just as the Great Shang army was shaking the sky with joy, and the Zhou army's fighting spirit was on the verge of collapse because of the loss of the general, a scorching wind suddenly fell from above and down in the sky.

The hot air came very strangely, not only did the temperature rise significantly in the air, but at the same time, there was a faint smell of something burning.

On the battlefield of Makino, all fighting was suspended.

Everyone's eyes turned to the sky.

In the originally cloudy sky, in the thick clouds as thick as ink, it seemed that someone had placed a large number of burning coals, and the scorching light pierced through the clouds, revealing an ominous red light with a color between blood and fire.

Taishi Wen Zhong seemed to have sensed something, the black giant sword in his hand pointed at the sky, and the black armor covered in black flames actually emerged in every crevice.

The intense burning caused the void around Master Wen Zhong to be distorted for a while. The huge figure looks like an illusion and feels unreal.

With a loud "bang", two pairs of huge black metal wings suddenly unfolded behind Taishi Wenzhong. Countless black flames turned into long strips and began to spin around him at high speed.

"Huh? Kind of interesting......"

A loud voice came from above the thick clouds, overwhelming all the noise of the mortal world, deafening.

Mo Xuan looked up in astonishment, only to see four figures looming in the red light in the sky.

The other person's loud voice sounded, and he laughed sharply and harshly, "It seems that the feeling of this old thing of yours has not been abolished, this thing is really here!"

When Mo Xuan heard this voice, he couldn't help but feel his blood surging and almost vomited blood. And the war elephants, war horses and other mounts fell to the ground and neighed in unison, and blood oozed from their ears and noses.

"If there is no such thing, how can this little half-demon woman be able to wear the Jiuding battle suit that symbolizes the supreme king of people? But don't you wonder where this thing was hidden?"

This third voice, Zhongzheng was peaceful and without a trace of fireworks, as if he could imagine that the person who spoke was a very respectable old man.

"He, he's a woman?!" Wen Zhong heard the voice in the air, his heart was shocked and churning, wearing the Jiuding battle suit, isn't it Yin Shang's god of war, Wen Zhong?!

Wen Zhong, the god of war, is wearing black armor wherever she goes, and no one has ever seen her true face, including Mo Xuan's own personal soldier!

And the handsome man who has taken care of himself for more than 20 years and has the grace of saving his life turned out to be a woman?!

At this moment, a fourth loud voice came from the sky.

"If you're curious, let's take a look and use your treasure. ”

This voice turned out to be a female voice.

Sweet and gentle, as if the most elegant woman in the world was talking about it.

I don't know who answered, the sky became extremely red, the crazy surging clouds were torn apart at once, and nine burning pillars as towering as mountains fell from the sky!

On these nine burning pillars, all the flames turned into the shape of dragons, constantly churning up and down around the pillars that were already burning red.

This scene was so magnificent and majestic that all the people on the ground battlefield and those flying in the air were stunned, almost suffocated by the momentum of this huge thing!

"Ho!"

With a fierce swing of the black giant sword in Taishi Wenzhong's hand, countless black firelights converged into a black fire man, quickly tearing through the void, with countless traces of cracking space, and heading straight towards the nine burning pillars.

"The power of this thing, you can't even exert it, and you dare to defy the sky?" The huge voice in the clouds was disdainful, "Under the Nine Dragons pile, it depends on your whole life to draw your soul and refine your soul, and then it will be completely erased." To be able to die under this kind of immortal thing, you should also be proud of being a small human dynasty master!"

As soon as this voice fell, the nine red pillars burst into flames, and they made a sound that vibrated at the same time as if they were resonating. The fire dragons that had originally surrounded the pillars, all with painful looks, fell down like a rain of fire.

As soon as the black fire man encountered this rain of fire composed of countless fire dragons, it was like a snowball thrown into the fire, and it silently melted away without a sound, without leaving any trace.

"Tom ......"

Nine red-hot pillars fell unstoppably to the ground, nearly a quarter of their length sinking deep into the ground.

The earth plain was instantly smashed open and cracked by this huge thing, and the soldiers who were affected almost didn't have time to wail before they were directly turned into black fly ash by the high temperature, and sprinkled into the distance with the hot wind.

On the nine pillars, the burning fire dragons flew back one after another, still winding and rising on the pillars.

And Taishi Wen Zhong was surrounded in the middle of these nine pillars of fire!

"I heard that in your human dynasty, there is a kind of lost punishment called cannon branding. ”

The huge voice in the air began to speak again: "Although it is a bit similar to this scene, but you don't have to worry about this little half-demon, the pain of soul refining is ten thousand times more terrifying than that kind of lost punishment!"

"Nine dragon piles, give me refinement!"

Countless fire dragons raised their heads to the sky and roared, and then their lifeless eyes followed the lowered head, staring at Taishi Wen Zhong who was surrounded in the middle.

I didn't see how these fire dragons moved, but in the space surrounded by nine burning pillars, there began to be many strange sounds of space shattering. In the void, thousands of black cracks continued to spread, as if there was an invisible force, constantly squeezing and tearing the space.

Wen Zhongtaishi's body covered by black armor also began to twist for a while, as if it could not resist the huge force in this void.

A low roar of pain came from the armor. Countless Yin Shang's soldiers, even though they could not do anything in this situation, still shouted and rushed towards the scorching pillar of fire.

Mo Xuan's eyes widened, and his eyes were about to split!

He remembered this, and he clearly remembered that Wen Zhong would die tragically under the nine dragons of fire!

In his previous life, he was powerless to rescue, but this time, even if he was just a powerless student, he must not watch his benefactor be humiliated like this!

It is my mission to guard the royal power and guard the commander!

Mo Xuan gritted his teeth and lifted the battle flag, ignoring life and death, he flew up and rushed straight towards the Flame Pillar!

At this moment, the Nine Dragons Giant Pillar suddenly burst into a cloud of brilliance, shaking everyone back.

Mo Xuan's body suddenly flew upside down, holding the handsome flag and holding the ground to stabilize his body.

"Let me see, where the hell is that thing all along?" the huge female voice in the sky smiled coquettishly, reflecting an illusory image in the brilliance of the explosion of the Nine Dragons Pillar.

In the image, a grand temple with carved beams and pillars glows with phantom brilliance.

In the center of the temple is a phoenix treasure tent made of gold and jade.

There is a statue of a god under the treasure tent, this god has a human face and a snake body, and his appearance is superb.

A soft silk white gauze covers the graceful posture, and a jade arm like a lotus root stretches out from the fluttering long sleeves, holding an inconspicuous bronze lampstand!

"Where should I be, it turned out to be in the temple of Nuwa. The Sky Girl laughed: "There is the incense of the Nuwa Sage, no wonder we can't find this thing." ”

"Alright, now that you have the thing, let's erase the little thing. ”

After saying that, Mo Xuan saw a blood-red streamer in the clouds shoot down, shining directly into the Nine Dragons Giant Pillar, and forcibly pulling out a ray of white light from Wen Zhong's dark armor.

This white light continued to transform into a dragon shape, and as the blood light attracted, it flew irresistibly into the air.

And the moment he lost the white light, the black armor around Wen Zhong's body instantly burst and collapsed, turning into a little streamer and dissipating, revealing the body inside!

Wen Zhong's fanged ghost-faced mask, the black light shone brightly under the reflection of the flames.

She had long hair, and in the flames, black silk flew and burned.

And the eyes that Mo Xuan once were familiar with, but now felt beautiful and unfamiliar, looked unusually quiet and peaceful in the beating and twisting flames.

Wen Zhong slowly stretched out her slender arm, her eyes indifferently with a hint of tenderness, pointing at herself.

She wanted to speak, but she couldn't.

Her slender and soft body, without the wrapping of the battle suit, finally could not withstand the licking of the flames on the Nine Dragons Pillar, and turned into a little fluorescent dissipation.

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"Master Shuai!!"

Mo Xuan's eyes were split, he couldn't bear the person he had guarded for twenty years, and he disappeared in the flames like this.

He couldn't bear to see the person who was also guarding him until the smoke had disappeared.

"Wen Zhong Taishi......" Mo Xuan clutched the battle flag and burst into tears.

He knelt on the ground, facing the direction in which Wen Zhong had disappeared, and all thoughts were lost.

"And all traces of this thing must be erased. The voice in the air that didn't eat fireworks said lightly: "Including those mortals." ”

Before the words fell, the next moment, the nine dragon piles were like bursting volcanoes, and the sea of fire flowed waterfalls, rushing towards the mortals all over the mountains.

In the face of the methods of the immortals of the upper realm, the mortals on the earth are not even as good as ants.

For a time, the Makino Plain turned into a sea of fire, and countless mortals were burned alive and turned into a pool of charred and dry bones.

Between heaven and earth, the corpse mountains and blood sea of the Muye Plain, the fire dragon on the nine giant pillars of heaven are entangled, and the scattered flames are like huge waves slapping the earth on the side, withering and cracking.

Wen Zhong, the god of war who always symbolizes the victory of Yin Shang, has been wiped out in the hands of the immortals.

And the handsome banner that symbolizes the king of Yin Shang is also in the flames, and it is gone.