The Opening Sign To the Seven Fairy Sisters

"I lost!"

The gravekeeper's voice is hoarse and dull. He is at the peak of the imperial realm. He is convinced when he loses. If he loses, he is defeated. There is nothing to argue about. Although he lost, he won with honor. After all, he is a quasi-saint-level junior. With the emperor's realm Defeating the pinnacle of the Imperial Realm, this glory is enough to make the heavens proud. Even if they are defeated, they must be defeated in an upright manner.

"Promise." Ye Chen walked out of the underground and sat down on the ground, covered in blood and his breath was extremely exhausted.

"Tell me, why did you come here?" The tombkeeper looked at Ye Chen and asked.

Ye Chen looked at the tombkeeper and said, "Why did these dragons behind you die?"

The tombkeeper looked at Ye Chen and slowly said: "The evil tribe from outside the territory, they fought with the evil tribe from outside the territory and died in battle!!"

Evil tribe from outside the territory?

Ye Chen frowned, listening to this name, it should be a demon, an evil team, specializing in hunting dragons. This kind of thing is not a secret, there are rumors every few years, and he came this time, Just want to find out.

The gravekeeper didn't say anything, he just looked at Ye Chen quietly, waiting for Ye Chen to continue asking, but Ye Chen didn't continue, he just stared up at the sky. The misty clouds not only transformed the haze, but also outlined a picture. Picture: The Dragon Tomb in the ancestral land of the Dragon Clan was slaughtered by evil spirits. Mountains of corpses and blood flowed into rivers. Dragon bones piled up into cities. Dragon souls wailed and dragon blood gathered into rivers. Dragon roars were filled with sorrow and vicissitudes of life, until the end came. .

Ye Chen closed his eyes, tears raging on his face.

The gravekeeper turned his head and glanced at his side. Ye Chen's hair was disheveled, his face was stained with tears, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding. There was also sadness. That kind of sadness was engraved in the bone marrow and the deepest part of the soul. Years have passed and time has passed, but it still cannot erase the imprint of memory, nor can it cover up his long-broken heart.

He was indeed grieving, grieving over those years, that unbearable past; grieving over those bloody memories. Once upon a time, the Dragon Clan was the home of so many people, but now they were buried in a dragon tomb, burying all the living lives.

The world is inherently good, but evil spirits are at work.

Ye Chen's clenched hands relaxed slightly and murmured, "I didn't expect that something like this would happen to the Dragon Clan back then!"

At this moment, a picture appeared in front of Ye Xuan's eyes.

I saw those dragon warriors, constantly fighting against the evil spirits outside the territory. They fell down one by one, bleeding one by one. The dragon bodies were broken one by one, and the dragon bones were exposed. The dragon blood spread all over the sky, stained with blood. The dragon clan should be peaceful and comfortable. Their home has been turned into a purgatory due to evil spirits, and their heroic spirits are destined to never have peace. ⑧①ZW.??m

I saw a giant dragon flying across the sky, wiping out the evil spirit with one claw.

However, just when the giant dragon was about to fight against the evil demons outside the territory, two more evil demons fell from the sky and were on the same level as the giant dragon. An unprecedented battle began, and the evil demons were blown off their heads.

The giant dragon was also buried, leaving only the huge dragon body, which fell into the sky.

That night, blood mist filled the air, and the Dragon Clan was destroyed.

This was a massacre. The foundation of the dragon clan was damaged. A new era had just begun, and the dragon clan was wiped out again. It really caught people off guard. Who would have expected that evil spirits from outside the territory would suddenly appear.

Those evil spirits from outside the territory are really like lingering ghosts. Every once in a while, the evil spirits will come and slaughter dragon tribes one after another. No matter whether they are old, young, women or children, they cannot escape the disaster.

Suddenly, the entire void was in a war, and all kinds of magical powers and secret techniques emerged one after another, overwhelming the sky and the earth. Every time someone died, a vast universe would collapse. After every war, everyone needed to rest and recuperate for a hundred years.

It's a pity that even though the dragon clan tried their best to stop it, the evil demon still came, surging like a tide, like a black cloud, covering the world, drowning the stars and moonlight, and destroying an ancient city with just one glance. The dragon clan was unable to fight back, causing even more casualties. Even the emperor's soldiers They were all maimed and forced to have no choice but to escape into the spiritual realm.

So, the evil spirit comes again.

This wave of offensive is more ferocious than the previous one. Among the demons, there are many terror-level beings, all of whom are the best among the demons from outside the territory.

At this moment, the dragon clan's so-called blessing has become a joke. Except for an old dragon king, all the others are dead.

The dragon clan was truly destroyed, with only one golden dragon left.

It's a pity that even though the Golden Dragon King tried his best to save his people, he couldn't save his clan members. A clan member was slaughtered, the dragon soul was devoured, and even the corpse was dragged into the underground palace and enshrined on the altar. Those evil demons are bloodthirsty and eat After eating meat, we have to drink soup.

"Ah...!" The dragon soul roared, heartbreaking, and rushed all the way to the underground palace, intending to destroy the altar.

However, there were too many demons, three hundred of them terrifying, blocking his way.

The dragon soul was so angry that he resisted the siege of three evil demons and even knocked over an altar. However, he was surrounded by four other evil demons and was beaten to death by a group of demons.

Buzz!

The dragon soul suffered a tragic death, and a ray of soul was sealed in the altar, taken away by the demon, and sent to a dark hall. During this period, its wailing sound resounded throughout the world, filled with infinite sorrow.

It was captured, and its people were destroyed along with it. Ten thousand years of reproduction ended today.

"You..." Ye Chen choked, clenching his fists, his eyes scarlet and bloodshot, like a mad dog, running around in the underground palace, waving the iron rod while running, and smashing the underground palace. It was full of devastation.

Amidst the rumble, this ancient altar collapsed. Under the rolling dust, a drop of crystal clear blood suspended in the air.

That drop of essence and blood, shimmering with seven-color fairy light, blended with majestic vitality, belongs to the dragon soul, and its owner is Ye Chen.

Ye Chen raised his foot and crushed the drop of essence and blood, but even if it was crushed, the dragon soul was still there.

puff!

Ye Chen spurted blood and knelt down on one knee, with a pair of dazzling golden eyes full of tears. He knew that the drop of essence and blood was the power of the dragon soul. Once it was wiped out, it would never be found again. The dragon soul His body has been destroyed, and the dragon soul's body has been replaced by him.

"How could this happen?" Ye Chen covered his chest, his eyes bulged, blood and tears blurred his vision, and he did not dare to think that if the power of the Dragon Soul's soul disappeared, the meaning of his life would also be gone.

"Are you sad?"

Suddenly, a playful word reached Ye Chen's ears.

Hearing this, Ye Chen suddenly turned around and pointed to a place in the distance. There, standing a young man in white clothes, carrying a sword box on his back, a sword pattern was imprinted between his eyebrows. You can only see it if you look carefully.

It was a fairy sword, lingering with thunder, seemingly looming, bursting with destructive power. Just its breath sent chills down Ye Chen's spine.

It was a powerful terror. A ray of imperial power enveloped the world, giving people a feeling of being unmatched. The pressure of the peak of terror swept across the wasteland, and even Ye Chen's mind almost collapsed.

"Who are you?" Ye Chen gritted his teeth, his eyes almost narrowed into a thin line.

"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who it is.

There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.

To this.

Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.

The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.

Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.

Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.

Possessing the memory of a previous life.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.

Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.

At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.

Enter the attic.

The environment changes in vain.

The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.

There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.