Ten years ago, Qin Zhanhai, the head of the Qin family, fell in Tianfeng Mountain!,Qīngfēng Zhèn everyone is sighing, it's really a flower blooming on manure!,Since he has come, let him be. Qin Lang was quite curious about what kind of existence the Martial Soul was. He immediately calmed his mind and focused his attention in his brain. Directly, he discovered a palm-sized crimson four-clawed fire dragon Martial Soul suspended deep within his mind.。