"Brother ...... Pastor"

Just now, Zhuo Chuan found a wisp of almost invisible blood on the carved map of the Martial God, and there was a familiar aura on it.

It was Mu Ye, the eldest disciple of Elder Jinyang of Hanging Mirror Peak, who had been with him and Tingting for a long time, and was the leader of their cultivation.

Airplanes......

The surface of the stele was sparkling, and Zhuo Chuan felt dizzy, as if he had passed through a layer of tough diaphragm.

When he opened his eyes, he was surprised to find that he had come to another world, and he was no longer in front of the Martial God Monument.

This is a desert, the yellow sand is all over the sky, stretching far away, and you can't see the edge when you raise your eyes.

The vegetation is scarce, and after scanning around, Zhuo Chuan saw three or five crumpled ancient tree branches without much vitality.

The sky was scorched by a scorching sun, the air was baked into ripples, and the whole world was like a furnace, extremely hot.

Zhuo Chuan stood on the hot ground, not knowing which direction to go for a while.

"There doesn't seem to be any sign of a monk around. He muttered to himself, frowning slightly.

The desert yellow sand, sometimes there is the sound of the wind whistling.

Zhuo Chuan casually chose a direction to move forward, soaring into the air, the power of the law was surging, the speed was fast, and the wind was galloping.

"I don't know what happened to them, Brother Pastor. ”

The Martial God Monument only appeared in the last few months, and at that time, the people of the three forces had not yet fully intervened in it, and most of them were fighting between sects and Daoists around some ancient ruins.

And among them, the several caves in the Three Immortal Mountains are the most important party, after all, they were the first to discover the Night Emperor Palace.

However, since Zhuo Chuan came out of the customs, it has been a long time since he came to the ancient ruins, but he has not heard a little news about Sanxian Ridge.

"What the hell happened, it was as if it had suddenly disappeared out of thin air. He was extremely puzzled, and asked Suze and Mohe, but there was no news.

The four people of the Yi Feng Sect knew about the Three Immortal Mountains, but they didn't know much, and they only heard that it seemed to be related to a great battle a few months ago.

"I don't know very much about it, it seems that someone is deliberately covering up something. This is what Zhuo Chuan heard from Chen Yan.

"I'll understand when I find Brother Pastor. ”

Zhuo Chuan traveled all the way, and decided to rush in one direction, wanting to walk this boundless desert.

The sun hung in the sky, like the eyes of a god watching the whole world.

I have to say that this desert is really vast and boundless, as if endless, Zhuo Chuan flew with all his strength for nearly a day and did not see the border, still covered by yellow sand, and the sand edges rose and fell.

"When do you have to get out?" Zhuo Chuan panted, meditating and recovering his mana.

The aura in the secret realm is rich, more amazing than the ancient ruins, if it weren't for this long sand, it would indeed be a good place to practice.

Although the Tianzu Monk has not yet reached the Bigu realm, in a place where there is enough spiritual energy, there is no problem not eating for a month or two.

After resting for half an hour, Zhuo Chuan got up and continued to walk, with a spirit under his feet and walking in the air.

He stopped several more times to rest on the way, and the rest of the time he was moving at full speed, going in one direction.

Finally, five days later, Zhuo Chuan, who was in the dust, saw something other than yellow sand from afar.

It is a stretch of ancient city walls, mottled and magnificent, majestic, located on the periphery of the desert, as if suppressing the whole land, the vicissitudes of life are shocking.

When Zhuo Chuan arrived here, it was dusk, and the ancient city wall was bathed in the setting sun, like a giant coming from the end of heaven and earth, sitting on the edge of the wilderness.

"In a thousand mountains, the long smoke and sunset are closed!"

Zhuo Chuan sighed, thinking of such an ancient poem, I don't know why he was full of pride for a while, and there was a state of mind in which the generals of the army returned triumphantly.

As he approached step by step, he could see the ancient towering city wall, swords and halberd wounds, reddish-brown dry blood had long been soaked in the masonry, and the breath of time was blowing on his face.

"The Eventful Years of the Golden Iron Horse......"

The city gate is wide, dozens of zhang high, and it is tightly closed at this time, strong and heavy.

Above the city gate, a boxy area was recessed, which was the location of the name of the city, but now it was cut out and the plaque was destroyed.

"Who's here?"

A majestic low voice came from above the city wall, and the voice was majestic, which made Zhuo Chuan frightened, and there was a surge of blood and qi in his body, and it took him half a day to calm down.

"This man is so strong. He frowned, and the other party just shouted and asked, which made his cultivation a little unstable.

"This is the ancient city of the border pass, and you are not allowed to enter without permission, otherwise there will be no forgiveness for killing. The voice came again, stopping him from moving on.

At the same time, Zhuo Chuan suddenly felt an invisible gaze looking from the city, as if he wanted to see everything about him and leave no secrets.

He felt that his whole body was scanned, and he didn't even let go of the flesh and blood of his body, from the skin to the bone marrow, nothing could hide the mysterious gaze.

After a long time, the invisible gaze receded, and a deep groan came from the city.

"Let him go into the city!"

This voice is ancient and vicissitudes, as if it has been precipitated for countless years, which makes Zhuo Chuan's heart tremble.

"Outsider, you have been allowed, are you entering the city now?" Just then, the voice from the towering city walls came again.

"I'm going to go into town now!"

Although Zhuo Chuan didn't know what that gaze was, since he could enter it smoothly, he would naturally not let go of such an opportunity, God knows if there were other people in this vast desert, and even if there were, he might not be able to enter at will.

Rumble!

As he pondered, there was a loud bang on the city walls, and the ground seemed to tremble.

Immediately, a long ladder dozens of zhang wide stretched down from the top of the towering city wall, simple and heavy, and smashed on the ground on Zhuo Chuan's side with a bang, raising a cloud of sand and dust.

This is a gray ancient ladder, the material is very special, like a kind of jade, and it looks like metal.

Zhuo Chuan wondered, why didn't he open the city gate and let him in, but instead lowered the long ladder?

He shook his head in confusion, climbed the ladder, and slowly climbed upward.

The city walls were very high, and he was shocked when he saw the ancient city from a distance before, guessing that there were hundreds of zhang, which was not at all comparable to those of ordinary people.

But when he looked up after getting closer, he always felt that the thick city wall was so high that he couldn't see the top of his eyes even if he condensed his mana.

Zhuo Chuan walked up the ladder step by step, he also thought about flying up directly, but found that this ancient city actually had the law of forbidden space, and with his meager strength, he couldn't even jump very high, let alone walk in the air.

A few quarters of an hour later, Zhuo Chuan sensed something was wrong and looked up at the top of the ladder.

The city wall is majestic, and the long ladder is built on it, and it stretches all the way up I don't know how far, and there is no end in sight.

"How so, how high is this wall?" he frowned, although he didn't walk very fast, but it should have been to the top for so long, why did it still seem far away now?

In doubt, Zhuo Chuan continued to walk upward, speeding up his pace, climbing step by step.

But half an hour later, when he looked up, he still couldn't see the top of the city wall, which was frighteningly high and weird.

This made Zhuo Chuan think of the small heavy domain, which seemed to be only a few tens of miles, but he couldn't get out.

"Keep walking. Zhuo Chuan gritted his teeth and stubbornly went up, he wanted to see how high this city wall was, and whether it could reach the sky?

Two hours later, he looked up, shook his head, and walked on.

Five hours later, he glanced overhead, snorted, and walked again......

Ten hours later, it was not yet at the top......

Two days later, Zhuo Chuan was still on the ladder, not knowing how high it was from the ground, but he still couldn't reach the end......

Three more days later, it was still the same......

But at this point, he didn't want to retreat and return, so he had to grit his teeth and climb the ancient ladder, day to night, as long as he still had the strength, he kept going up, stopped and rested when he was tired, and absorbed the aura to replenish the consumption.

In the end, I don't know how long it took, maybe ten days, or half a month, Zhuo Chuan, who looked a little wooden, finally looked up and saw the top of the city wall.

And at the end of the ancient ladder, a soldier guarding the city covered with old armor waited quietly, holding Changge in his hand, and turned his head to look at Zhuo Chuan.

"How long did it take me?" Zhuo Chuan climbed the city wall tiredly, dusty.

There were rules and regulations on the stone staircase, and the higher he went, the more difficult it became, so even if he was physically strong, he felt very tired.

The city walls are vast, and standing on them is like being on a mountain, majestic and majestic, like an ancient city in the mythological era!

"Fourteen days!" said the armor-clad soldier.

Under the close contact, Zhuo Chuan could feel the vicissitudes of the other party's words, and there was some stagnation, as if he had not spoken for countless years.

The armor on the soldier's body is very old, with a clear atmosphere of age, and I don't know what era it is.

"This person's strength is so strong, and his cultivation power is like the sea of Hanhai!" he was surprised in his heart, he couldn't see through the realm of this soldier, and when he looked at the other party, he felt like he was facing a heaven-supporting ancient mountain, which made him feel like an ant looking up at the sky.

There is no doubt that he is stronger than the three elders of the three forces outside the Martial God Monument, and he does not know the upper line, but the gap like a chasm.

A soldier guarding the city is so terrifying, what is this ancient border city?

Zhuo Chuan couldn't calm down in his heart, and looked back at the land full of yellow sand when he came, his thoughts were inexplicable.

"With such a border pass, a war town guarding the territory, how terrible is the enemy who comes to attack?"

The walls were so high that they seemed to have broken into the depths of the clouds, and you could reach out and touch the scarce clouds in the desert sky.

In this position, the aura was unusually very strong, which surprised Zhuo Chuan.

It stands to reason that this aura is like oxygen, and the higher it goes, the thinner it becomes.

Unless...... This is a special terrain, or an artificial means of reaching the sky, to gather the aura from all directions!

There is no doubt that the situation in the ancient city was the latter, and someone came together to gather spirits and cover the entire city wall.

But you must know that this ancient city is vast, and a section of the city wall is comparable to a sprawling mountain, and it is unimaginable to achieve this level of gathering spirits.

"Are there any other outsiders who have been here besides me?" asked Zhuo Chuan, who wanted to find out the whereabouts of the pastoral.

"No, you are the only outsider in the ancient city of Guan here for thousands of years, and other than that, they are all desert aliens. ”

Hearing this, Zhuo Chuan was a little disappointed, but he didn't give up, because from the conversation between the two before, he learned that he was not the only soldier guarding the ancient city, after all, it was too big, and one person was far from enough.

Zhuo Chuan also found that the soldier was not averse to talking to him, but was happy to do so, which surprised him.

"I was ordered to defend the city at the age of fifteen, and I haven't left the walls since, and I don't remember how many years have passed, and my hometown behind me may have forgotten me as a young man. ”

The soldier sighed, for all these years, all he could see was a soldier as fully armored as him, or a foreign enemy who had come from the depths of the desert.

"At that time, I was your age. He looked at Zhuo Chuan and recalled the bits and pieces of the past.

War is always involuntary!