The city, in large numbers, is magnificent. But Han Yu could see that the city was magnificent, but it was full of devastation, and the walls were mottled with blood, and Han Yu couldn't even imagine what kind of big war had been experienced here, or rather, there was more than one of these wars?

Those city walls were unusually strong and heavy, and the outer walls were uneven, with imprints of various shapes and shades on them, and Han Yu could even tell from these marks what kind of spell could lead to such a consequence.

The grandeur that these cities gave Han Yu at the beginning is long gone, and what still exists in Han Yu's heart now is only a strong and long-lasting tragic atmosphere. The cyan stone is not blue-veined stone at all, and it is not stone that has made these cities into stone, but blood.

On the periphery of this magnificent architectural complex, there are many broken walls and ruins in it, and there are even many corpses that have not had time to be taken away, among these corpses, there are human beings, there are alien races, but more often, they are human corpses.

It can be seen from the corpses that still widen their eyes and have never looked at them that these respectable and admirable men are willing to die calmly for the survival of mankind, they do not close their eyes, there is no fear, there is no retreat, there is only determination, courage and the tenacity and strength that mankind has always had.

Han Yu clasped his hands together, and he couldn't help but silently send blessings to these heroes in his heart. This is not the fairy world, this is a battlefield. Han Yu didn't have the anger after being deceived, strangely, what he had now was only deep sadness.

"Is this the home base of our Terrans?" Han Yu raised his head, looked at the old man who was flying in the air with him, and asked.

The old man was silent. Of course he understood what Han Yu meant, he wasn't just asking if this was the place we were looking for, what he wanted to ask was that human beings were just cowering in a corner of this world, being wantonly attacked, without the slightest ability to resist?

The answer was, of course, yes, but the old man didn't know what to say.

He was tempted to say that this was the last territory that humanity had clinged to. If you lose here, then the human race will only have the road to extinction, if you lose here, then those weak and ungrown human beings will be destined to become their slaves, if you lose here, then the human race may be extinct, but the old man can't say it.

If it weren't for the fact that the situation had already endangered a certain point, how could he let a "newcomer" who had just "soared" go to the Ten Thousand Demons Cave to try his luck? If it weren't for the extreme danger of the situation, how could he bargain with a newcomer? But these sufferings, the old man can't speak.

In other words, when I saw these cities, these cities that had not yet been conquered, all the truth seemed to be under a microscope, and all the truths were revealed.

There is no need for the old man to explain, the big pits on this city that have been hit by various spells and various siege equipment, the blood stains on the walls of this city that have dried up, and the corpses that have not had time to be buried on the periphery, all show that the condition of human beings is very bad now, very bad.

"." Han Yu scolded fiercely, he hadn't imagined what this world would look like after the ascension before, and even he had imagined a lot of things, but he didn't expect that this world would be like this.

"This is all of our territory?" Han Yu asked. Although these cities seemed to be close at hand, it was as if a man had seen a mountain very close, but in fact they were still a long way away from the cities enough for them to speak.

"Yes, this is our territory, the last place." The old man said. As a messenger, he hasn't met a newcomer for many years, the blockade of the human race by the Celestial Race is too crazy, which has led to fewer and fewer ascenders, and now the population of the human race has reached a situation where it can't make ends meet, which is the old man who is the messenger knows best.

"Good." Han Yu's expression had calmed down, no matter what, he was also a member of the human race. Now he finally understood why this old man had to force him to go to the Ten Thousand Demons Cave, and in the same way, he also understood why human beings pinned their hopes on the Ten Thousand Demons Cave.

Quite simply, the current human race has reached the end of its rope.

Therefore, they chose this way of no way, this is a last resort, just like those feudal emperors who were dying of life pinned their hopes for immortality on the illusory overseas immortal island, and human beings are now pinning their hopes on the Ten Thousand Demon Cave.

Shaking his head, Han Yu didn't have any other way. Strength, everything is strength, and his current strength cannot be said to be the top even in the human race, so he simply does not have the ability to change the fate of a race.

If he, Han Yu, could really have a certain say in the circle of all mankind, then he might think of a way to fight those alien races, but now these things are still too far away for him.

The two of them fell silent at the same time, and Han Yu felt that he had a lot of questions to ask this old man, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say a word.

The old man also has a lot to say, as a usher, now he has received fewer and fewer newcomers, and it is not easy to meet a newcomer, and the old man who has not spoken for many years also wants to talk to Han Yu very much.

But the old man knew that if he spoke, he would definitely pour sour water out of his stomach. It was all sad, miserable, and pitiful.

He wanted to speak, but he definitely didn't want to say it.

After about half an hour of silence, they had come to a large but dilapidated city. In the air on the periphery of the city, there were at least hundreds of human races of various cultivation who were constantly patrolling along a fixed route, their eyes were full of vigilant looks, and when they saw Han Yu, they even instinctively took out their weapons, but when the old man appeared, they took back their weapons and magic weapons without saying a word, and then continued to carry out their tasks with expressionless faces.

"We're here." The old man took Han Yu to the ground. In front of them, there was a huge mountain gate, no matter in terms of material or design, this sect must have had a period of glory, but now, at least half of the eighty-six pillars cut from black flame and blue ice stone in front of this mountain gate have been broken, and almost all of the rest have cracks.

On the white jade bricks in the square in front of the door, there are even a few obvious scorched black marks. Obviously, in the history of this sect, there must have been more than one major war.

Four fair-eyed boys guarded the mountain gate, two of them, their steps were quite heavy, and each step could make the ground paved with white jade bricks sink slightly, obviously with a lot of weight on their bodies to boil their bodies; The other two, with an obvious forbidden ring on their heads, were obviously taking advantage of the opportunity to watch the door to refine the primordial spirit.

Except for these four people, Han Yu looked from a distance, and there was not a single ghost on the mountain road.

Seeing the old man walking over with Han Yu, the four of them immediately greeted him with a smile on their faces.

"Qingfeng, Qingyun, Qingyue, Qingxuan, four little friends, I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you lately?" A step forward, old man; Said with a smile.

The four little Taoist priests who didn't look very old and had clear eyebrows saluted the old man in unison and responded, "Thank you seniors for your concern, we are all fine." ”

The muscles bulging all over his body, Qingfeng, who was nearly two meters tall, gently patted his back, and then the 10,000-pound black iron he used to quench his flesh entered the storage space he carried with him out of thin air. The whole body was light, and the breeze seemed to be faintly about to float, and he said with a smile: "Senior Yuelu, is this the newcomer you brought in?" ”

His gaze looked at Han Yu with a little excitement and curiosity in his eyes, but it was just right not to show it too obviously.

"He? Of course, he is a newcomer, and this time, I will send him to you. Yue Lu said. He glanced at Han Yu, and had to say that Yue Lu still admired Han Yu very much. Without going through the thunder tribulation body, he forcibly entered the immortal world? This kind of interesting little guy is rare nowadays.

If it weren't for the fact that the human race was really in great danger, then the old man would not necessarily be willing to send Han Yu to a place like the Ten Thousand Demon Cave.

"Junior, Han Yu." Han Yu saluted Qingfeng and the others. At the same time, he also had a certain understanding of the strength of the cultivators in this world.

If nothing else, just looking at the cultivation of the four little Taoist priests who are just used to see the sect, you can see how strong this sect is.

Of the four of them, two of them were obviously following the path of physical cultivation, while the other two were obviously cultivating spells. But whether it is physical cultivation or Fa cultivation, their current realm has far surpassed Han Yu's current level. Han Yu has just entered the Xuantian Realm now, that is, a quasi-Xuantian. However, these four mountain guards of the Heavy Xuan Sect were two levels higher than Han Yu's cultivation, that is, they were masters who had reached the Xuan Master stage.

The cultivation of the Xuantian Realm is divided into nine levels, and the first level is the half-Xuanist who has just ascended to the upper realm and reshaped the immortal body. They have just arrived, and they can't be regarded as real mysteries, and their bodies are also mixed, and their strength is the weakest. Han Yu belongs to this stage.

Then, those who have transformed all their true yuan power into Xuan power, and who have cultivated the practice of the Xuantian Realm for the first time, are called Xuan Zhi.

In the next step, if you further strengthen your body and reach the realm of "celestial body", or strengthen your own primordial spirit into a "celestial god", you are called a mystic. They are also the beings with the largest number in the Xuantian Realm, and at the same time they are the backbone of the human race.

One level further, that is, the realm of a master in the fairy world. The Xuantian Master, also known as the Heavenly Xuanshi, is named after Xuantian and is the dividing line between ordinary immortals and masters in the Xuantian Realm.

Further, there are the two levels of Xuanwang and Xuanjun, and among human beings, the masters of these two levels account for the vast majority of the proportion.

These six levels basically account for the vast majority of human beings. If you go one step further on the basis of Xuanjun, then you can reach the top level of Xuanhuang level, and in the Xuantian Realm, only those heads of the top sects have reached this realm. This is almost the top power of the human race, and among the human races in the entire Xuantian Realm, there are only about ten Xuanhuang Emperors. Xuanhuang is just a general term, and each Xuanhuang has its own unique honorific title.