Star Trace Gate

At the foot of the mountain, wave after wave of soldiers rushed up the bluestone steps like a swarm of locusts. They were impossible to count and kill.

The morning sun is rising, and the rays are shining brightly.

Gui Tou Dao stood alone on the steps, guarding the only way leading to the villa, fighting bloody battles without retreating.

At this moment, what he saw in his eyes was not the enemy, nor the danger of death, but the tragic scene when his family fled to the canyon road...

There was no ghost-head knife back then, nor was there any supernatural being who could turn the tide. All that was left was the massacre of the entire clan, an experience that will be unforgettable forever.

When they reached the outside of the canyon, they were ambushed by imperial spies. In order to protect him, his mother was shot by dozens of arrows and her body was left exposed in the wilderness: the housekeeper, guards, slaves, close relatives of the clan... one by one they fell in a pool of blood, and not a single body was intact.

In the end, only Xu Ersan, under the protection of the crowd, managed to break out of the encirclement with Guan Feng on his back. Perhaps it was God's blessing that when they were at their wits' end, they encountered the small river leading downstream, and the two of them jumped into the water and floated downstream, thus surviving.

and also!

The plan that his father had tried to use the spiritual tunnel to send out the thirteen generals and their families had also failed. After Niu Xi and his companions rushed out of the tunnel, they had traveled less than thirty miles before they were ambushed by the imperial court.

Thirteen families, more than one hundred people, were all killed.

From the very beginning, the King of Southern Xinjiang had no intention of letting anyone go.

From then on, the only person Guanfeng was familiar with in this world was Xu Ersan.

All his memories before the age of eight died that night.

Why did they set up Qingliang Mansion? Why did they cooperate with the people of Daqian?

Because he hated every person in power in this land, and was just waiting for the right time to avenge the extermination of his family.

Today, his father's inheritance has reappeared in the world. How can he tolerate this thing falling into the hands of his enemies?

This must be a fight of life, even if it means death, I will have no regrets!

The blazing sun's rays shone on the steps, where more than a hundred corpses were floating.

There were two arrows stuck in Guitoudao's chest, his body was covered in blood, and his back and arms were already covered with wounds from cold weapons.

He tried several times to rush forward and kill the enemy general who was commanding the formation, but with the lesson learned from Pang Sandao's previous attack, the enemy general became very cautious, and his several attacks ended in failure.

It seemed that Guitoudao was about to run out of strength and his body was swallowed up by countless soldiers.

"Damn it, I'm here to help you!"

At this moment, the poison wine pot, which had originally withdrawn from the battle, suddenly pulled back and decisively charged into the enemy camp.

Although the two were only partners, when things were really difficult, the poison wine pot did not abandon this close friend with whom he had some sympathy.

Suddenly, a top-level supernatural power user joined in, and the situation on the battle changed suddenly. The two of them used their strongest supernatural powers to kill their way through an area at an extremely fast speed and went straight to the enemy general.

In the hall, Ren also carefully observed the ghost-head knife and found that the combat power it displayed today was far stronger than that day when the two of them fought. Even without the cloud thunder halberd, the opponent still had the courage to be unstoppable.

However, if compared with most people with supernatural powers, he can definitely be considered a leader; but compared with a group of geniuses, he seems very mediocre.

Be it supernatural powers or techniques, none of them can be considered outstanding.

He did not receive the core inheritance of the Baimang tribe, and he had to keep a low profile to avoid being targeted by the Southern Xinjiang court. Therefore, he had no master to lead the way, no family to protect him, and no amazing luck to reach where he is today. He relied entirely on his own hard work and accumulation.

In the palace.

Ren also saw that the ghost-head knife and the poison wine pot had already entered the enemy camp and started fighting with the enemy general, and gradually gained the upper hand.

He suddenly became anxious and turned around and yelled, "Big Fat Dragon, Ghost Head Knife is about to eat the chicken, what the hell are you waiting for?! Come on! We will help you."

The shouts echoed, but there was no response.

Ren Ye turned his head suddenly and was about to curse, but he didn't see the fat dragon.

He actually disappeared while everyone was watching.

"Where are the others?!" Ren also felt that he had met a stupid teammate, so he immediately asked Baihuaxian and Weng Sanren.

“No…I didn’t see it.”

"He disappeared at this time? Could he be a spy of the enemy?"

Baihuaxian and Weng Sanren also replied in a confused manner.

When Ren Ye saw this, his heart started beating fast and he was shaking with anger.

On the bluestone steps, the ghost-head knife was about to kill an enemy general, but the fat dragon, the only one who could compete with him, suddenly ran away.

"It's over." Weng Sanren stood not far away, looking ahead with a devastated expression, and said, "The enemy general's horse was killed by the poisoned wine pot with a hidden weapon. Even if Big Fat Dragon rushes there now, I'm afraid it's too late...!"

……

In an empty side hall.

The fat dragon had already opened the window and was looking at the scene near the bluestone steps.

He just left suddenly while everyone was looking ahead, just to have some space to be alone.

Because the core magic he was about to display was somewhat special and might be recognized by others, especially that little girl...

"call!"

The fat dragon slowly closed his eyes and let out a long breath.

"Buzz!"

A dense stream of purple air emerged and lingered around him. Not long after, a faint shadow suddenly appeared behind the fat dragon.

It was a shadowy figure of a human head, wearing a crown and a bronze mask on his face.

"Snapped!"

The fat dragon raised his right arm, made hand gestures, and chanted softly: "Blood coagulation!"

On the battlefield, Guitoudao smashed the enemy general with his sword, almost forcing him to kneel on the ground.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, a drop of blood flowed out from the gap in the enemy general's armor.

The drop of blood flew over at a high speed, and hit the phantom of the human head with a bang, then slowly spread out and dyed the center of the bronze mask's eyebrows red.

In the distance, after Gui Tou Dao got the chance, his eyes burst into excitement and he shouted, "So what if there are more people? Die! Help me succeed!"

"brush!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Guitoudao's long sword went straight for the enemy's neck.

"Divine spell—open!"

At the same time, the fat dragon closed his eyes and spoke.

"brush!"

Just as the sword blade was about to touch the enemy's neck, the phantom of the human head behind the fat dragon suddenly opened his eyes.

Those eyes were too deep to be looked into.

The divine spell used blood as the medium. The phantom only looked at the enemy general from a distance and then slowly closed its eyes.

With just one glance, the enemy general suddenly froze, blood gushed out of his vents, and his body became like a sculpture, completely lifeless.

"Pfft!"

Guitoudao chopped off the enemy's head with one blow of his sword, and shouted, "It's done!"

[Congratulations to Big Fat Dragon for killing an enemy general in front of the battle. Trust value +1. At the same time, he also became the second person who was absolutely trusted by Wu Yuanjun, the witch master. ]

"What the hell?!"

Ren also cursed in the hall, saying incredulously, "This person disappeared? How did he do it?"

"Who knows?" Baihuaxian rolled her eyes.

Weng Sanren was stunned in the spot, looked incredulously in the direction of the fat dragon, and muttered softly: "He... is a little tall."

"What's high?" Ren Ye asked.

Weng Sanren didn't say anything, just shook his head.

On the battlefield, Gui Tou Dao stared at the beheaded enemy general with fixed eyes, muttering in disbelief: "It was obviously...it was obviously me who killed him."

"Someone has intercepted us." Poison Wine Pot shouted, "Quick, send another general, quick!"

Gui Tou Dao felt angry, confused, and even a little humiliated.

But now is not the time to think too much. After hearing the shout from the Poison Wine Pot, he immediately rushed towards another general.

About ten breaths later, a star gate reminder sounded in everyone's ears. Gui Tou Dao became the third person with full-point magical powers and also gained Wu Yuanjun's absolute trust.

When three absolutely trusted people appeared and the enemy general died, the gate to the void world floating in the sky opened vaguely again.

"Whoosh!"

A slightly embarrassed figure flew out of the door and fell heavily on the ground under the north wall.

Dust rose up, debris flew everywhere, and all the surrounding soldiers retreated in fear.

Ren Ye and others rushed out of the main hall, ran to the bluestone steps, and looked down.

In front of the north wall, Wu Yuanjun was seen slumped on the ground, his armor cracked, his hair disheveled, and there was a long, narrow wound on his chest so deep that the bone could be seen.

He was obviously seriously injured and on the verge of death.

"Ow!"

Bai Mang Tianjun flew out from the vague gate of the void world with a roar that shook the earth. With just his pressure, he forced back the densely packed enemy troops and generals.

It coiled on the north wall, its cold eyes scanning the steps below.

In a moment, the Dragon Lord also flew out of the door, with a clear black aura between his eyebrows. He looked at Wang Beibi and Wu Yuanjun with a pale face: "...I took advantage of some things in the Void Realm. Otherwise, it would be very clear who would win and who would lose."

"I lost, I lost. I am worthy of the title of the leader of the Twenty-Four Heavenly Kings..." Wu Yuanjun replied while panting, trying to sit up straight and wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Hand it over." The Dragon Lord said.

Wu Yuanjun smiled with a pale face, and instantly sent a message to the six gentlemen, laughing: "Haha, six of my men were able to kill thousands of enemies and several generals of the Tianlong tribe. That's enough, that's enough... Facing such a desperate situation, the six of you didn't retreat a single step, and no one ran away... It seems that I was right about you. You six are the ones I'm looking for to entrust my son to."

When the six people heard this, they knew in their hearts that the final settlement and farewell had come quietly.

Wu Yuanjun leaned against the north wall and asked again, "I have three treasures that I will never give to the court or the king. Master Fo, you are the leader of the six, I will let you choose first."

"They are, obtaining the Six Armors of Earth Dragon, or obtaining the following of Baimang Tianjun, or obtaining my magic weapon - Tianjun Spear." Wu Yuanjun said softly: "Although there is no inherited secret method in the spear, it contains the skills of killing enemies that I have learned throughout my life. You... choose."

Happiness came too suddenly, Ren was a little dazed, and his brain was working rapidly.

Soon, he had made a decision in his mind.

If there weren't such complicated border affairs and so many big guys involved, he would definitely choose to adopt Bai Mang Tianjun.

But now, this choice is a bit stupid, as it is equivalent to giving the initiative to others.

After thinking it over again and again, Ren Ye was no longer polite and just clasped his fists and replied: "I am willing to learn the Six Jias of the Earth Dragon, and when I succeed, I will restore the glory of the Baimang tribe."