National Luck: Summon the fourth natural disaster at the beginning

The next day, everyone got up early in the morning.

Not only do they have new partners to join today, but they also want to win the second city.

Zhang Yao came to the square, waved his right hand, and a familiar hexagram appeared in front of everyone.

In the six-pointed star, a figure gradually appeared.

at the same time.

In the depths of the universe, there is a blue star.

There is a continent above the blue star, called Zhengqi Continent.

On the mainland, the martial arts practiced by everyone is very upright.

Suddenly, one day, a group of warriors wearing red robes appeared on the mainland.

They are called Gorefiends.

The lineage of blood demons spread far and wide.

However, few people mentioned it on the mainland.

Because, they are symbols of evil.

The appearance of the Gorefiend that day set the whole Zhengqi Continent in motion.

They were not afraid of hardships and dangers, and intercepted and killed people of the Blood Demon lineage.

Because, if they want to practice magical skills, they must rely on absorbing the blood of living beings.

From the ancient books a long time ago, they knew that when the blood demon appeared, it must be eradicated, otherwise, it would bring disaster to the mainland.

Thus, the two factions of righteousness and demons began a millennium-long war.

The result ended in a tragic victory for decent.

The blood demon was completely killed, and only one [Blood Demon Manual] disappeared in the fight at that time.

Anping calendar 35 years.

Thirty-five years have passed since that war.

The blood demon has gradually disappeared from everyone's ears.

Only warriors who participated in that war back then can talk about it as a story while drinking.

Ji Xuan's father was a martial artist who survived miserably back then.

Now, with only one arm and one leg left, he sells fruit at a street stall.

"Father, it's getting late, let's go back!"

Ji Xuan, 22 years old this year, is a writer.

Because he had no money, he did not go to Wumeng College.

However, his literary skills are very good.

So, he was in a library and helped them copy books.

From the book, he knew about the great war that year.

From the book, he knew that this continent was huge.

He may spend his entire life unable to explore its end.

From the book, he knows a lot, however, he is just a writer with no power to restrain himself.

"Well, come back!"

With that said, Ji Xuan and his father tidied up the fruit stand together.

"Hey, old man, sell these fruits to me!"

Just as Ji Xuan and his father were cleaning up.

A voice came from behind Ji Xuan.

"Okay, okay, little brother, if you want them all, ten big slabs will do."

When Ji Xuan's father saw someone wanting to buy fruit, he immediately greeted him with a smile.

"Ten big boards? Did you know that I'm from Wumeng College?"

With that said, the man took out his ID card.

A very gorgeous brand in golden yellow.

There was a red word 'Wu' on the sign, which blinded Ji Xuan's eyes.

It was something he had dreamed of.

"Yes, Lord Warrior is right, then five."

Seeing the sign, Ji Xuan's father's eyes lit up, and then returned to a cloudy state.

"Five? I think you don't want to live anymore, just one, let me pretend!"

As he said that, the man threw a large board directly to the ground.

"you"

Ji Xuan was outraged, and just wanted to make a theory.

He was stopped by his father.

"Hehe, Lord Warrior is right, one is one."

Saying that, Ji Xuan's father bent down and reached out to pick up the big board.

"Hehe, he was very dissatisfied just now, and I don't want to give any of them."

That martial artist immediately stepped on Ji Xuan's father's hand.

"you wanna die."

When Ji Xuan saw it, he exploded instantly.

As soon as he exerted his strength, he pushed the warrior away.

"Father, are you alright?"

Afterwards, he hurriedly helped his father to check his father's only hand.

"Hey! Boy, how dare you push me."

The warrior stretched out his right hand, and a tiny ice needle disappeared instantly.

"Pfft, uh~"

The next moment, Ji Xuan, who didn't respond, was pierced through the chest.

"Xuan'er."

The father was taken aback for a moment, then looked at his son who was vomiting blood, and then at the murderer.

"If I, Xuan'er, die, I will let your entire Wumeng be buried with me."

After finishing speaking, his father hugged Ji Xuan and turned around to leave.

"Shout! Let our Wumeng be buried with you. Today I will let you and your son die together."

Another ice needle was sent out.

But, the whole time, he didn't succeed.

The old man with one hand and one leg didn't even look back.

Standing like that, but the ice needle was already floating in front of him.

No more half points.

"Wu, Wu, King Wu?"

The martial artist was scared to pee.

"roll!"

"Yes Yes Yes."

The warrior ran away rolling and crawling.

The father hugged his son and quickly returned home.

"Pfft~"

As soon as Ji Xuan was put away, his father spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Use your true energy without authorization, and your tendons will be exhausted. Alas, my son, father can't accompany you anymore."

I saw him pressing his hand on Ji Xuan's wound.

The next moment, a burst of green light shrouded.

Ji Xuan's wound healed quickly.

"Cough cough~"

As the wound disappeared, Ji Xuan slowly opened his eyes.

"Father?"

His father has become extremely old.

"Xuan'er, listen to me, don't practice martial arts, live well."

After finishing speaking, my father bowed his head and passed away from this world.

"Father~Dear~"

Ji Xuan was distraught.

On the second day, Ji Xuan, wearing a filial hat and a filial robe, sorted out his father's belongings.

"Father, my son is incompetent. He knows the murderer, but he can't help you avenge him."

Just when he was sorting things out and hating himself for being incompetent.

A book fell to the floor.

"This is?"

Ji Xuan picked it up slowly and looked at it, and was so frightened that his soul would fly away.

"The Blood Demon Scripture?"

"Father, I want to avenge you."

Looking at the secret book in his hand, he thought about what happened to his father.

Ji Xuan is angry.

Gorefiend scripture, nourish it with blood.

The eight characters at the beginning are bloody.

Without hesitation, Ji Xuan slashed his palm open.

"Blood? I have plenty."

Both hands pressed onto the scripture at the same time.

"Buzz, buzz, brush~"

As Ji Xuan's blood entered the scriptures, he gradually fell into a deep sleep.

In his dream, he saw a large group of men in red beating and killing all directions.

He learned the martial arts of the Gorefiend Sutra.

"Blood Demon, born."

After an unknown amount of time, Ji Xuan slowly opened his eyes.

At that moment, his eyes were red, and then slowly returned to their original state.

"Wumeng, I'm here for revenge!"

In the 35th year of the Anping calendar, April 12th.

This day is called Anti-Magic Day.

Ji Xuan came to Wumeng College with a heart of revenge.

"My name is Ji Xuan. I am here for revenge. Everyone in the Wumeng Academy deserves to die."

With a loud shout, Ji Xuan walked towards the academy.

"court death!"

The gatekeeper of the guarding academy shouted mockingly.

Then, he was sucked to death by Ji Xuan.

"Blood devil? The blood devil has appeared."

With a loud roar, the whole sky turned red.