In his hand was a rudimentary and dilapidated map drawn on animal skins, with place names in hieroglyphs.

Xuanyuan Mountain, Xuanyuan Hill, Xuanyuan Country.

The current location is by a large river called "Black Water".

Yan Luo still uses the bandage as underwear, the outer skin is dressed, and the eyes are covered with a blindfold, the king's scepter, the sword in the stone and the mountain ghost shield are too eye-catching, and it just so happens that the newly forged mandarin jaw and the duck cockroach A pair of chain knives have become his new equipment.

To walk alone, a map is essential.

However, as a blind man, the telepathic range of 20 meters is too narrow.

Even if you extend to 200 meters, you may get lost.

In fact, now Yan Luo is a little lost, and he only knows that he is near the Black Water.

The sound of shouting from a distance caught his attention.

Yan Luo ran in the direction of the sound, and at the same time unfolded the largest panorama, and soon saw a group of people and a strange beast confronting each other by the river, these people could be seen to be very old, each of them was rickety and wrinkled, and several old men held weapons such as stone axes and bronze swords, and from time to time their mouths let out threatening shouts.

The beast was very similar in appearance to a sheep, with four horns on the top of its head.

"Mole?"

Yan Luo recognized this as one of the strange beasts that appeared in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, similar to Zhu Huai - Zhu Huai was a four-horned pig and cow, the earth mole was a four-horned sheep, and this was a man-eating beast. The strength cannot be compared with Zhu Huai, just like the huge gap between the combat effectiveness of wild goats and wild boars and bison, but as a foreign beast, it also surpasses ordinary warriors, and there is a corpse that has been bitten in half next to the mole.

His body was slightly bowed, his feet stepped on the ground, and the rock below cracked into several petals, and the person became an afterimage.

The distance of 200 meters is instantaneous!

Blackwater by the river.

The hearts of these old people were full of despair, the earth mole was a man-eating beast, if they were young, they might have been able to resist it, but now they are very old.

The leader of the team has been bitten to death, and I am afraid that everyone will die one by one...... There is no fear of death, the youngest of these people is 50 years old, and it can be said that they are out-and-out long-lived people in this era, and being able to live so long means that they are all extremely strong when they are young! The only regret is that before he died, he couldn't return to the royal city......

Just when these people were about to fight to the death, suddenly a billowing cloud of smoke swept in!

"What's that?"

"What a speed!"

This puff of smoke rushed all the way to the side of the earth mole, and in the next second, the sheep-shaped monster on the four horns let out a roar mixed with anger and fear.

Yan Luo's figure froze, a dragon head skull appeared on the mandarin jaw in his left hand, opened his mouth and bit the face of the earth mole, the sharp teeth broke through the flesh and pierced deeply into the facial bone, and the right hand of the duck mantle, a half-meter-long dragon tail appeared on the blade, with sharp scales and tail wings, raised and slashed to completely cut off the neck!

The Mandarin Duck Knife is a dagger-like double knife with a very short length, and when a head and tail appear in front of it, it looks like it has been transformed, and the blade suddenly grows.

After all, it is a weapon forged from the copper of the first mountain, and the sharpness is still guaranteed.

The head of the left-handed knife opens its mouth to bite the enemy's control, and the tail of the right-hand knife is directly decapitated! This is stronger than the imaginary junk weapon.

Easily killed the earth mole, this level of alien beasts will not condense the inner pill, to the horns on the head and the bones on the body are relatively hard and can be used as weapons, the skin can be made into leather armor, in fact, the skin and bones of the Kunpeng are much stronger than the four-horned sheep, but the thousand-meter-long giant beast skin is too thick, and the bones are too huge and strong to deal with.

"What's going on with you? What about the young people of the tribe? Yan Luo asked.

"Please let's bury our companion before explaining."

Old people dig in a muddy field by the river.

Half an hour later, a small grave appeared on the ground, and a fire was raised to grill the meat cut from the four-horned sheep.

From these old people, Yanluo learned that they were "pilgrims".

The so-called pilgrims are the old people of each tribe who will leave the tribe to form a procession and march towards the royal city before they are about to die, and worship the Terran torch that has been passed down there.

There are more than 10 people from 4 small tribes.

"Our tribe is separated from the Xuanyuan tribe, and before they die, like the leaves of a tree falling back to their roots, they go to the place where their ancestors lived to have a look, and at the same time make the final contribution to the human race...... In this way, even death can be blinded. ”

Yan Luo didn't care about the identity or purpose of these people.

Follow them and finally won't get lost again.

After resting, the pilgrims continued on their way, trekking for days through the desert and the Gobi, their bodies carrying heavy packs of luggage that barely straightened their waists, and looked like turtles. These old men in tattered clothes, with their skull-thin arms, marching on crutches through the endless barren wilderness, are enough to make the hearts of those who see this scene surge deep sorrow.

It was not too far from the royal city, and it was almost evening.

The name of the city is "Ah".

In this era of the surface world, the productivity is extremely low, the most primitive ancient city should be the mud city walls and fences, thatched houses, yellow dirt roads composed of dilapidated cities, but this is the mythical world not only the power of the human race far beyond the surface world, but also all kinds of strange beasts, among which some tame beasts can also help build cities, Yan Luo unfolded the panorama to the maximum, and saw the city gate.

Majestic, magnificent!

On the Pangea Continent, "A" is probably the most magnificent city, after all, this is the royal city of the Xuanyuan tribe, and the holy weapon Xuanyuan Sword suppresses the luck of the human race in this city!

The city is built in a valley, flanked by towering peaks, and in the center is a huge rock wall, in the past war with the Wu Clan, the city has suffered a baptism of war, the surface of the city wall, the cracks in the rocks, the scorch marks of the fire, and even the dark red blood stains that have penetrated into the cracks in the stone, and the edges and corners that are still abrupt after the wind and frost, it is obvious that this is not only a city, but also a fortress.

An unsinkable fortress for the Terrans.

In front of the huge bronze gate, two huge stone pillars that resemble the Huabiao of Tiananmen Square stand tall.

On the stone pillar on the left is a giant dragon with two wings on its back, which should be Ying Long, the general under the command of the Yellow Emperor who fought against Chiyou, and was the god of thunder, clouds, rain and rivers in the ditch; Another stone pillar is also coiled with a dragon, which is the shape of the Oriental Dragon, this is the Yellow Dragon, the mythical chief of the five spirits, the most noble divine beast in China, according to legend, the Yellow Emperor is the incarnation of the Yellow Dragon.

In the historical records, it is even recorded that "Xuanyuan Yellow Dragon Body"!

The center, the soil also, its emperor Yellow Emperor, its Zuohou soil, holding the rope and making the Quartet.

Its god is the town star, its beast Yellow Dragon, its sound palace, and its sun Wuji.

The totem of the Chinese Yanhuang nation!

The sky was reflected by the blood-colored remnant sun of the evening, painting the earth with a vast and gloomy color, and the pilgrims stopped in front of the totem one by one and worshiped deeply.