Chapter 1 The Misery of Extinction

The cold wind is bleak! The vegetation withered! It's a scene of killing!

A small village of only about a dozen households stands behind the mountain. This remote village, like the fields harvested around, is desolate and lifeless, and seems to have entered a state of hibernation.

After the village, a yellow mud path leds to the back mountain.

As the sun set, a squish smoke rose from the village, and a staggering figure moved slowly along the yellow mud path, crossed the grassy slope, through the sparse forest, and stopped before a pile of bulging new soil at the foot of the mountain.

At this time, it can be seen that the figure is a young man about 17 or 18 years old. Although he is dressed in coarse cloth, he can't hide his handsome appearance. However, there is always a strong layer of hatred on his face, which makes people feel chills.

The teenager faced the fresh-colored grave, standing still like a stone statue.

On the grave, there is a three-foot tombstone, but strangely, there is no half handwriting on the stele.

After a long time, a palpitating voice spit out of the teenager's mouth: "Mom, the child is leaving you!"

After standing for another long time, the teenager carefully took out a palm-sized jade lock from his arms and rubbed it. There were words in his ear that his mother repeated many times: "Son, if you meet someone who holds the same jade lock as you in the future, if it is a man, he is you. Brother, if it's a woman, she's your wife!"

"Son, my mother doesn't want you to take revenge, let alone take the road of cultivation. I just hope you can be an ordinary person and live a safe life, but I know that you have the blood of the Nie family. In the past ten years, you have never forgotten the revenge of the Nie family, so remember, if you have to revenge. Unless one day you can practice to the innate period of disaster, then go to Bailian Valley to find a person named Lame San, and then you will understand everything!"

Thinking of this, the teenager shook his head tragically and said, "Mother, ten years ago, our Nie family was razed to the ground overnight. Except for you who escaped with me, there was no one alive. I have always kept the situation of that night in my heart and never forgotten it. So, I'm sorry, mother, we Nie The revenge of my family and yours, I must avenge it!"

After saying that, the teenager knelt on the ground, kowtowed respectfully to the grave, stood up, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, looked deeply at the grave in front of him again, and then turned around and left.

The young man's name is Nie Xuan. Before the age of eight, he had been living his happy childhood, and his family, Nie family, is also a medium-sized Xiuzhen family on the Tianqiong Continent. Hundreds of people in the whole family are all true-cultivators.

The patriarch, Nie Ruyuan, Nie Xuan's father, is regarded as a new generation of cultivation genius. At the age of 50, his cultivation has reached the state of innate foundation, and the future is unlimited!

However, all of this was gone when Nie Xuan was eight years old...

That night, many people in black came out of nowhere. Except for a pair of eyes, all parts of their whole body were shrouded in black. Some drove flying swords and fell from the sky, and some came out directly from the ground. Without saying a word, they would kill people.

Although there are many true cultivaters in the Nie family, there are not many masters, and the cultivation of these people in black is not weak. In the end, Nie Xuan only remembers that he was held in his mother's arms and escaped from the tunnel of the house, and the Nie family became a ruin after that night.

Later, my mother took herself to live in this remote mountain village, which can be said to be isolated from the world, and never left here again.

Over the years, no matter how Nie Xuan asked, my mother never revealed anything about that night's tragedy. When she was anxious, she would tell him some stories about the cultivation world of the heavenly continent to prevade the past.

Gradually, Nie Xuan did not ask, but made up his mind to avenge the Nie family one day. Therefore, in the middle of the night, he quietly practiced the cultivation formulas that his father let him memorize when he was a child. After ten years of persistence, he also achieved little and entered the beginning of the cultivation. The acquired realm!

Although life is hard, Nie Xuan is also satisfied to be with his mother. However, seven days ago, Nie Xuan went up the mountain to hunt. When he came home, he suddenly found that his mother was naked, lying in the grass hut, and was raped and killed by someone!

Nie Xuan was crazy to find the murderer and asked the neighbors around him, but these honest farmers who were facing the loess for most of their lives were working in the fields at that time and didn't know what had happened.

In desperation, Nie Xuan could only bury his mother's body. After seven days of filial piety for his mother, he decided to leave. Even if he traveled all over the whole continent, he would visit famous teachers, practice supreme cultivation, and avenge the whole Nie family and mother!

The cruelty of fate has already planted a seed of hatred in his young heart, but because of his mother's company, his hatred has been suppressed in his heart. However, today, Nie Xuan's hatred that has been suppressed in the depths of his heart for ten years suddenly burst out.

"Ah!"

Nie Xuan looked up to the sky and let out a sad roar. As soon as the roar stopped, he laughed sadly again, suddenly accelerated his speed and ran towards the rugged mountain road.

He didn't look at the direction, didn't distinguish the scenery, but just ran crazily, as if to vent all the hatred buried in his heart over the years.

In this way, after running in the middle of the night, the sky was slightly white, and Nie Xuan was already weak and had to stop. At this time, he had come to a deep mountain.

There was a stream in the woods ahead. Nie Xuan ran all night, and his mouth was dry. He walked to the stream. Regardless, he directly plunged his head into the water and drank it happily.

Nie Xuan drank a lot in one breath. Just as he was about to raise his head, he suddenly saw a red light flashing in the stream. At first, he didn't pay attention to it. He lifted his wet head from the stream, and caught a glimpse of a red light in the corners of his eyes!

Now it caught his attention, and he didn't care about the drops of water dripping down. He looked at the stream and his eyes suddenly widened.

I saw a fiery red foal coming out at the bottom of the stream less than half a meter deep, but the foal was only the size of a palm, and it was covered with red hair, as if it was wrapped in a burning flame.

After the red horse jumped out of the water, he raised two forward kicks, made a "smooth" cry, and hit his nose a few more times. Then he turned his head to Nie Xuan, who had already been stunned.

Nie Xuan's mind was blank. He has been practicing for ten years. Although his cultivation is not high, when he was a child and in these years, he also heard his parents and some elders talk about many anecdotes in the world of cultivation, but he had never heard of horses jumping out of the stream.

Just then, there was a continuous thunder in the sky - "rumbling"!

The thunder was earth-shaking, which made Nie Xuan's scalp numb, and he could not hear any other sound in his ears except the thunder.

Looking at the red coal, he was also shocked by the thunder, but strangely, instead of being afraid at all, he raised his horses' hoofs and looked at the thick dark clouds that had gathered in the sky almost instantly.

In the dark clouds, the electric snakes ran everywhere, bright and dark, and suddenly there was a crisp sound. A thin-armed thunder fell in the dark clouds and crashed down, and the direction in which the thunder fell was actually the red pont.

At this time, the horse's red hair is automatically raised high without wind, and there is a little solemnness on a horse's face.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, the thunder and accurately hit the horse's body!

Nie Xuan only felt that there was a violent tremor in the whole earth, and the huge explosive force spread around, suddenly overturning himself who was stunned. After several fights on the ground, he stopped.

Nie Xuan barely got up, and there was only a dazzling white light in front of him, which made him help reaching out to cover his eyes, so he didn't see it. At this moment, the stream was only about five meters away from him, as if it was boiling, and countless large and small bubbles were rolling violently on the surface of the water.

The red coal has disappeared, as if it was extinguished by lightning.

And in the stream, a red snake tail with a thick thumb stretched out, as if it had eyes, reaching out to Nie Xuan, who covered his eyes not far away, at a very fast speed.

With a crack, the snake's tail rushed to Nie Xuan's body in an instant. However, after quickly winding it a few times, it dragged Nie Xuan to the stream.

Nie Xuan only felt that his body was tight, and a strong force came. He hurriedly put down his palm and looked at his body. At a glance, he was shocked and reached out to break the snake's tail.

The pull from the snake's tail suddenly increased, and only a "swow" sound was heard. Nie Xuan's whole body had been pulled close to the stream with countless foams.

Then, a red light appeared in front of Nie Xuan's eyes, and under the red light, his mind began to become blurred. The last thought before fainting was that he should have fallen into the water, but why didn't he feel like he was in the water?

While Nie Xuan was pulled into the stream, the strangest thing happened. The boiling stream, which seemed to be about to be cooked, calmed down in an instant. The water quickly regained calm, and the clear stream was still flowing quietly. Nie Xuan's body disappeared out of thin air, and the sky was also smoke and clouds disappeared. The red sun slowly poked out from the horizon, and everything just now seemed to have never happened!