Villain: The opening summons the childhood shadow Jiang Yuyan

"My lord, my lord is dead!"

"The pillar of Linghan's northern border has fallen!"

"What should I do?"

……

Countless soldiers stared at Ji Wushang, feeling inexplicably terrified.

To them, Qin Tianyang is the soul of Zhenbei Army.

Now, the soul of the army was beheaded, and the morale of the army collapsed instantly.

They lose their guidance, lose their cohesion, and become bewildered.

Riots are born naturally.

A soldier looked at the young man in black who looked like a god of death, and his mind was full of terrifying images of him wielding a knife to harvest human lives. Infinite fear lingered in his mind and couldn't get rid of it.

The soldier's will to fight gradually lost, he couldn't help retreating, and moved his feet quietly.

One snowflake is enough to cause an avalanche.

The actions of this soldier spread quickly, one spreads to ten, ten spreads to hundreds, and one hundred spreads to thousands.

In the blink of an eye, the tens of thousands of troops that surrounded and killed Ji Wushang's eight people were in a mess, choosing a way to flee.

Ji Wushang's divine saber was held obliquely, with a half-smile on his handsome face.

He ignored the retreating Zhenbei army, and walked out of the mountain of corpses and blood indifferently.

"go!"

Ji Wushang came in front of Ah Qing and the others, and spat out a word.

"Yes, my lord!"

The seven people followed closely with their eyes burning.

They looked at Ji Wushang's back with awe.

This young man is the master they follow.

With thousands of troops and horses, I am invincible!

As subordinates, they are honored and proud at this time.

Against the backdrop of the afterglow of the setting sun, the eight figures gradually drifted away.

Tens of thousands of Zhenbei troops huddled silently in the barracks.

They stared at the fierce young man, not knowing how to describe their feelings.

That boy may become a nightmare that they will never get rid of in their lifetime.

……

On top of a mountain.

"The Marquis of Tiedan, Marquis of Xiaoyao, Ding Chunqiu!"

Ji Wushang stood facing the abyss, looking into the distance, and shouted leisurely.

"Subordinates are here."

Behind him, the three of Tiedan Shenhou bowed their heads and bowed their heads in the utmost respect.

"Fire Pie, no chicken or dog will be spared!"

Ji Wushang's tone was calm, but there seemed to be endless murderous aura.

"As ordered."

The three of them shook their bodies, turned around and galloped in the direction of the Fire Sect.

Blazing Fire School, Tianyang Palace.

The two top powers in the northern border of Linghan Kingdom, the heavenly and human powerhouses were all killed, and they already existed in name only.

It's time for the Xuantian Demon Sect to dominate the Northern Territory!

"The rest, follow this deity to the Heavenly Sun Palace."

After giving orders to the three men, Tie Dan Shenhou, Ji Wushang turned around and led Ah Qing, Gong Ziyu, Liuzhi Qinmo, and Xiongba to Tianyang Palace.

Reject North City.

It is located eighty miles south of the Zhenbei Army Camp.

This is the center of the North.

Tianyang Palace is located in the city.

At this time, the bad news of Qin Tianyang's death has not yet come.

Nuo Da's palace is still peaceful and peaceful.

"The right eyelid keeps twitching."

"There's always a sense of disaster happening."

In the dilapidated small courtyard, a poorly dressed young man frowned, stopped practicing, and felt an inexplicable throbbing in his heart.

His name is Qin Lang, and he is the ninth son of Qin Tianyang.

As the heir of the Prince of Zhenbei, it stands to reason that he should have a respected status and enjoy endless glory and wealth.

But Qin Lang is an exception.

Not only did he not have a corresponding status, but he also lived a poor life no different from a servant for 18 years.

And it all stems from his origin.

His biological mother, Zhang Xiaolan, was originally a beautiful maid in the palace.

Qin Tianyang got drunk once, had sex after drinking, and forcibly pampered Zhang Xiaolan.

Unexpectedly, it was an instant hit.

Zhang Xiaolan conceived and gave birth to Qin Lang.

The birth of Qin Lang displeased Qin Tianyang's wives, and they always suppressed it intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhang Xiaolan was born as a maidservant, so there was no room for resistance, which made the life of the mother and son increasingly difficult over the years.

Qin Tianyang saw everything that happened to Qin Lang, but he ignored it and let it happen.

The son of a servant girl is also worthy of being Qin Tianyang's son?

To him, Qin Lang is more like a shame.

Qin Tianyang's attitude made those who bullied Qin Lang's mother and son even more unscrupulous.

Even sometimes, even the servants don't pay attention to them.

"No, my hunches are always accurate."

"There must be disasters to come."

"Just in case, it's better to take mother out of the palace to hide for a few days."

Qin Lang was uneasy for a while, and quickly got up and entered the room.

"Lang'er, are you done training?"

Inside the house, Zhang Xiaolan, who is in her early thirties, is doing needlework.

Seeing Qin Lang enter the room, a kind smile appeared on her delicate face.

"Yes mother."

Qin Lang walked to Zhang Xiaolan's side.

"How come the time to finish training today is much earlier than in the past?"

Zhang Xiaolan got up, took out her handkerchief and wiped the sweat off Qin Lang's forehead, her eyes were filled with love.

"Mother, my child's cultivation has reached a bottleneck, and a breakthrough is imminent. If he breaks through in the mansion, my child is worried."

Qin Lang pulled a pretense.

This was said to Zhang Xiaolan on purpose.

The two of them, mother and son, were stared at in the palace.

In order to make Qin Lang's life better, Zhang Xiaolan bought a small courtyard outside the mansion with her years of savings.

In the past, Qin Lang would take his mother to the small courtyard every time his cultivation was facing a crisis.

Saying this right now is just to let Zhang Xiaolan go out of the house with him.

"Lang'er, are you going to break through to the blood-moving realm?"

Zhang Xiaolan was overjoyed when she heard this.

"The boy has lived up to his mother's expectations, and is indeed going to break through the blood-moving realm."

Qin Lang nodded calmly.

Move blood?

Two years ago, he broke through the blood-moving Nine Heavens and stepped into the Realm of Cave and Profound Realm!

Today, his cultivation level has reached the third level of Faxiang.

It's just that no one in the entire palace knows about these things!

At the age of 15, with no resources and no talent, he was still a scum of the fifth level of tempered body.

But one day, he went out to practice and got a supreme treasure in a cave.

That strange treasure is a jade talisman engraved with mysterious patterns.

Jade talisman has three functions.

One is that it can produce a precious liquid that washes the scriptures and cuts the marrow and improves the talent of cultivation.

The second is that it can gather the aura of heaven and earth to assist in cultivation.

The third is to hide the realm breath of the cultivator.

Relying on the heaven-defying function of this mysterious jade talisman.

In just a few years, he cultivated from the fifth level of Body Tempering to the third level of Dharma Aspect, spanning across the five great realms.

Such a practice speed can be called shocking!

With the triple appearance of Dharma, looking at the younger generation of Ling Hanguo, it is also the only existence.

The mysterious jade talisman, helping him change his life against the sky, is his greatest secret.

He never told even his closest mother.

He was suffocating in his heart, and when he set foot on heaven, he would become a blockbuster.

At that time, all those who bullied him and his mother in Tianyang Palace had to kneel in front of him and repent!

"Good, good, good."

"Then prepare for mother today, and we will leave the mansion tomorrow."

Zhang Xiaolan said three good words in succession, and smiled with tears in her eyes.

All her life, she only lived for her son.

For her son, she can bear and do anything.

As long as the son is promising in the future, everything is worth it.

"Mother, I can't wait, I want to leave the house now."

Qin Lang pretended to be impatient.

The ominous feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger.

In the dark, there seemed to be a voice urging him to leave immediately.

"It's… okay."

"Lang'er, wait a moment for your mother."

After Zhang Xiaolan finished speaking, she turned around and took out her bag to bring a few changes of clothes.

"Mother, let's go."

Qin Lang allowed Zhang Xiaolan to tidy up, not daring to stay for a moment and took Zhang Xiaolan out of Tianyang Palace.

Just as Qin Lang left, Ji Wushang, Ah Qing and others arrived at Jubei City.

[Ding, host, host, find the son of luck, find the son of luck, kill him, kill him, kill him! 】

As soon as Ji Wushang stepped into Jubei City, the system's extremely excited notification sound suddenly rang.