The entire imperial capital, and even the entire northern region, were all wiped out by Lu Changsheng alone, and Lu Changsheng was famous all over the world and was in the limelight.

The vampire Zijin noble patriarch stationed in the northern region was dissatisfied with Lu Changsheng's rampantness, and personally blocked the attack, but Lu Changsheng single-handedly killed through the defense line, and beheaded the Zijin noble patriarch at that time.

That battle was famous in the Nine Realms, and it was the first time in human history that a genius who could single-handedly take on a vampire nobleman and win the battle.

Lu Changsheng spread the name of "Lu Yi's Shot", and with one shot, Changsheng was cut off, and no vampire could escape under his hands.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Changsheng formed the strongest hunter team, fighting in the south and the north, without any misses. The arrogance of the entire blood clan in the human world was almost suppressed by him alone.

"And then?" Mo Lan couldn't help but ask. No one knew better than him how powerful the patriarch of the upper gold-inlaid nobles of the blood clan was, even the weakest purple-gold nobleman must be a patriarch of the ninety percent realm.

The blood clan of the ninety percent realm, one sword destroys the sky, and one sword is buried. Looking at the few opponents in the Nine Realms, they would be killed by a human being?

Later, it was the opposite of the extreme. Huang Tao sighed, as if reminiscing about the glory of the past.

The journey was smooth, and Lu Changsheng was arrogant. It was proposed that the human world should no longer abide by the humiliating treaty signed in the defeat of the year.

This proposal was naturally ruthlessly refuted by the Blood Clan, and the young and vigorous Lu Changsheng actually aimed the spearhead at Mo Yuan, the Realm Lord of the Blood Realm. The record of killing the Purple Gold Patriarch alone made Lu Changsheng think that with the strongest team in the other world, it was enough to kill the Blood Realm Lord.

"How is this possible!" Mo Lan exclaimed.

Blood Realm Lord Mo Yuan, that's his father! He is the heir of the recent pure-blooded black gold bloodline, and he is the Blood Realm Supreme who controls 99% of the bloodline! Looking at the Nine Realms, Mo Yuan's combat power can be ranked in the top ten!

"yes! ”

Lu Changsheng's hunter team successfully lured Mo Yuan to the human realm under the pretext of negotiating a contract and surrounded him in a trap.

But then, it was the ink and blood that was overwhelming, Lu Changsheng's team did not survive, and even he himself was desperately snatched out by the rescue team in the midst of serious injuries.

One nine-star hunter, five eight-star hunters, the strongest team in the human world, in the hands of the vampire supreme Mo Yuan, didn't even last five minutes.

Although Lu Changsheng picked up a life, he also broke the bone meridians of his body. Even if there was a top-level blessed magician who regained his ability to walk, Lu Changsheng could no longer pick up a spear.

Mo Lan didn't answer again, his father on one side, and a human who had lost all his comrades on the other, Mo Lan didn't know what to say.

Lu Yigun completely disappeared into the human world, but Lu Changsheng did not fall silent. After nearly ten years of sluggishness, Lu Changsheng regained the title with the path of magic, he can no longer be a warrior, but he still has a spiritual vein, and he can still make a career.

It was at that time that the thirty-year-old Lu Changsheng accepted the first apprentice in his life, Yin Luoluo.

Yin Luoluo, the daughter of the Yin family, has an orthodox Honkai ability, an affinity for the two elements of ice and fire, and is known as the first woman in the history of the academy, and is a natural destroyer.

But Yin Luoluo also died at the hands of Lu Changsheng.

Lu Changsheng's own affinity for the elements of light and fire, like Archangel Michael, made him confident in his magical potential.

Lu Changsheng put forward a new concept of magic, believing that magic should not be built on the basis of magic arrays, and magic should be based on imagination and should be able to be fused with multiple systems.

Mo Lan remained silent, but her heart was extremely shocked.

Is this an idea that a human being can come up with?

Lu Changsheng, even after such a tragic defeat, still stood on the ruins and walked to the highest point of the entire human magic system.

However, Lu Changsheng's concept was not accepted by others.

Everyone felt that Lu Changsheng was crazy, the magic elements were extremely violent, and the proximity of different elements would cause a huge loss of control, and it was impossible to achieve fusion magic.

Only Yin Luoluo supported him.

Yin Luoluo, the heroine of the academy, unconditionally trusts her mentor, and she accompanies Lu Changsheng to do the craziest and most dangerous experiments.

At the age of eighteen, Yin Luoluo was already a fifth-level magician, and this kind of talent was unprecedented. After she registered as a professional hunter, she was promoted to five stars in just two years, and she is the brightest new star in the entire Hunter Alliance.

However, on the day of Yin Luoluo's nineteenth birthday, under the guidance of Lu Changsheng, Yin Luoluo tried to fuse ice and fire magic, but his energy was out of control, triggering his own collapse ability, and the whole person collapsed internally.

Yin Luoluo turned to ashes, Lu Changsheng desperately tried to stop the activation of that ability, and his own spiritual veins were completely destroyed.

But this time, no one sympathized with the madman.

People will only remember with a little emotion after countless tea and dinners, Yin Luoluo, who once shined in the entire alliance.

Yin Luoluo's life stopped forever at the age of eighteen, but she failed to die on the battlefield.

The Yin family did not blame this old hunter who was covered in countless glories, but all the vitality of Lu Changsheng was also lost. For the past thirty years, he has been in the academy, standing in the ranks of freshman tutors every year, but he has never accepted a single disciple again.

Until the appearance of Mo Lan.

"So, he can't allow others to insult his disciple, do you understand?" Huang Tao told Mo Lan everything, naturally hoping that he could understand where Lu Changsheng's strange personality came from.

In the same way, he also wanted to give Mo Lan a choice, how dangerous it was to follow Lu Changsheng, he needed Mo Lan to know himself.

Huang Tao left and didn't say anything more. In Mo Lan's mind, however, an old and slender body appeared, standing in front of a pinch of ashes, and not a single tear could not flow from his weather-beaten face.

Mourning is greater than dying.

He obviously put forward the most advanced and correct concept, and he was obviously the best Tianjiao, but ten years ago, he killed his teammates, and ten years later, he killed his apprentice.

Everyone is ridiculing this old man for being crazy and incapacitated, but who can understand the despair of having to grow old and die depressed day by day?

Did Lu Changsheng do something wrong?

Forty years ago, he challenged an impossible enemy for the dignity of humanity as a whole.

Thirty years ago, he challenged impossible experiments for the sake of the progress of humanity as a whole.

What new form of magic has been developed without the accumulation of blood and tears? But the ideas that should have been at the forefront of the entire magical system have turned into thirty years of sitting.

Now that the hero is dying, Lu Changsheng's last anger is for the disciple who has long been floating in the air.