When he was a teenager, his tribe members responded to the summons of Emperor Yan and participated in the Battle of Banquan with the emperor.

When his tribe members returned, they brought back the news of Yan Emperor's failure.

The boy thought, how could Emperor Yan fail? He couldn't believe it, so he asked the returned Miao warriors. After seven wars, the evil spirit formed just stood there and many creatures carrying their cultivation were discouraged. But the boy seemed not afraid of evil spirits, or he was not afraid of everything.

An old soldier told the young man that Yan Emperor did lose, and Huang Emperor was stronger than Yan Emperor.

These returned Miao soldiers experienced seven failures with Yan Emperor. They knew more about Huangdi's strength than anyone else. With regret and sigh, the soldiers took off their armor and weapons, but after the bloody battles, they were no longer the same as they used to be. The scenes on the battlefield were like nightmares and entangled the Miao soldiers, making them unable to get peace.

The boy ate the nightmare that plagued the Miao soldiers, allowing them to have a good dream. The bloody smell of the battlefield was actually far away from these veterans because a young man.

As time passed, he began to grow up.

The war is not over, and the haze of war still exists. Even the Miao people who rarely come into contact with the world will be troubled by this, let alone other lands where the ginger water flows? The haze and nightmare brought by the war have allowed the teenagers to grow rapidly.

Under the "legacy" of the Battle of Banquan, the young man quickly transformed himself from his childishness and became a strong man with his arms greater than the warriors in the clan and his spirits that could be moved were stronger than the priests. In the ancient wilderness of Miaojiang, men could even fight with giant beasts.

He had followers, many of them were veterans who had experienced the Battle of Hansuin.

Such military condensation gave him a very powerful voice, and soon he began to show his strength among the Miao ethnic group. In the blink of an eye, he actually called him a big man. Some people wanted to please him and offer him a beautiful woman in the clan, but the man just frowned in the face of the tempting white ketone body.

He realized a problem. Seeing a woman is no different from seeing a female animal. Deep down, he does not regard himself as a human being. No matter how beautiful a woman is, she is like looking at a inferior lamb.

Later, someone offered him weapons, and his frown stretched out.

He loves these sharp and hard weapons.

So one after another of weapons was sent to his mansion, and they looked at these weapons day and night, and the man began to forge them by himself.

Even if the weapons he forged are of the same material, their quality is far beyond that of the masters in the clan.

A high priest with a high status in Miaojiang took a fancy to him and brought him to teach him. He had an understanding of the world for a man with only one vague concept in the world.

"The world is a star." His teacher said.

"A star? The stars in the sky are so small, and our land is so huge, let alone the earth under my feet is not a circle, so why is it a star?"

His teacher was silent for a moment and told him, "This world was not like this. There were many worlds like stars in the universe, but our world is unique. This posture is called the round and round place of the sky."

"Since that's the case, why did it turn into a star from the round sky?"

"This is also the answer I have been pursuing." The high priest replied.

"The world is circle, will it be over that day?"

"Of course, there are endless sky and the earth has a bottom of abyss. This world is very big, but it is very small for some creatures."

"There is no end to heaven, where does God and the gods live?"

“They don’t exist.”

"Don't it exist? But aren't Yan Emperor and Huang Emperor both become emperors recognized by God? Isn't the countless righteous gods in the mountains and rivers also enthroned by God?"

"The emperor is not an emperor who is recognized by God, but the people make them emperors. The so-called righteous god is only in line with the laws of natural changes, and only when he becomes a part of nature can he possess divine power. However, it is difficult for people to describe this mysterious thing, so they call it the heaven, an invisible thing that rules the world. After this statement has been passed down, people really feel that such a thing exists."

"The evil spirit falls from the sky, and the sky is exhausted. Where does the evil spirit come from?"

"In the wilderness of the Nine Heavens, the place where evil spirits were born, they were just maggots on ancient corpses."

Are maggots? The man thought, no wonder the evil spirit was white, and this color and texture were indeed the same as that of maggots.

After hearing this, the man hurriedly asked for advice respectfully. He was surprised that there was such a person in Miaojiang, and sighed: "I'm afraid Emperor Yan is not as good as the high priest in terms of knowledge!"

"I have another question."

"After saying that."

"Can Huangdi defeat the battle?"

The high priest paused for a while and said, "If you know the advantages and disadvantages of weapons, you will be able to overcome him."

After that, the man was elected as the lord of Miaojiang. The tribesmen all held the weapons he forged and no longer feared the beasts in the mountains. His territory began to expand naturally until he walked out of the mountains filled with poisonous miasma and was in line with the world. Miaojiang inevitably broke into the territory of Emperor Yan.

Territory expansion is inevitable.

It is inevitable that Miaojiang, which has absolute force, defeated the Yan Emperor's army.

Since the Battle of Banquan came to an end, Emperor Yan's army was far worse than before, and even the veterans felt sorry and regret for Emperor Yan.

Just as the people of Miaojiang charged in battle and captured more territory, the man met a dragon king.

The golden and blue feathered clothes, the ancient tree branch horns, and the dragon's tail swung under the feathered clothes. He was cross-legged between heaven and earth, his eyes drooped, and he looked at the man coldly.

Under that gaze, the man felt the emotion of fear for the first time.

The breeze blew, and the man's head fell to the ground and blood was thrown. His tribe members didn't know what had happened, so they hugged his head and tried to connect it, but it was useless. All the spells were wiped out and the witchcraft stopped. Even the warriors had spirits stagnated at this moment, as if they did not exist at all.

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The nine ethnic groups around him were stained with blood. When these nine ethnic groups brought back the men's bodies, their bodies were as tall and mighty as men, and their skin was as iron-like textured as an iron-like texture, becoming indestructible. The ethnic group holding the man's head became the new leader of Miaojiang.

Miaojiang fell dormant again.

No one wants to avenge their chief.

They recognized the Dragon Lord who was cross-legged between heaven and earth and forbidden his magic and spiritual power. He was the third emperor outside the Yanhuang Emperor.

The man's corpse turned into ashes, and became wisps of black smoke dissipated in the mountains.

Later, decades later, the man actually came alive and even became stronger. The Miao ethnic group was ecstatic, and the resurrection of the leader caused the war to ignite again.

This time, the man said, "I will defeat and kill all creatures that block us! I will repay this body and life with blood and soldiers!"

But the Dragon Lord appeared again.

Even the more powerful leader was still killed by him without any effort.

This time, the man's dead blood stained nine ethnic groups again.

Time and again, Dragon Lord killed a man nine times in seven hundred years.

His life seems endless.

The last time was the longest time, which made the Miao ethnic groups think that their leaders would not return.

But suddenly one day, the creature who held up a man's head in the ninth time became itself.

He laughed and said, "The Dragon Lord has retreated and will never come again. Not only did I not be killed, Miaojiang also has eighty creatures like me! I will forge the most powerful weapons in the world, not afraid of the gods and beasts, not afraid of the Yan Emperor and the Yellow Emperor. When we step on the land, we will surely bring eternal scars!"

Miaojiang is no longer Miaojiang, but the leader of those who hold the head, including the man who recovered from the ninth man who hold the head, they have rekindled a name that has been buried in history.
Chapter completed!