After a while, Yu Beichuan found himself in a gray space, and a glimmer of light seemed to flash from time to time on the edge of the sky, which was particularly eye-catching.

Yubeichuan seemed to grasp a life-saving straw, identified the direction, and stumbled forward.

Seeing that it was close at hand, Yubeichuan spent most of the day, stumbling all the way forward.

Although Yu Beichuan was exhausted and out of breath, beads of sweat ran down his cheeks.

He still gritted his teeth and held on, the answer was right in front of him! It's right in front of you! He kept encouraging himself.

Yubeichuan truly understands the essence of the phrase "looking at the mountain and running a dead horse".

Looking from afar, a huge city with a glowing bronze luster stands impressively in front of you, with a radius of about ten miles, towering majestically and magnificently.

The magnificent palace building, the pavilion and the pavilion and the green tile show the golden brilliance, the kind of shock from the heart, people feel humble and can't help but be shocked.

"Bronze Castle!"

Yu Beichuan was shocked in his heart! The heart is uneasy and uncertain, and the fear of the unknown slowly expands infinitely from the soles of the feet.

For a while, how to decide is the current problem, forward or backward? There are two roads to choose from in Yubeichuan.

Here and now, how can you choose and what can you not choose, he wailed in despair in his heart, there is no way to retreat after the road ahead, and Yu Beichuan's face is blue and purple.

After a while, after regaining his strength a little, Yu Beichuan finally decided to move on.

"People die in the sky, and they don't die for thousands of years!"

Yu Beichuan, who had adjusted his mentality, was stubborn at this time, holding his head high, and striding forward with a high spirit.

Near, a breath of ancient vicissitudes came to the face, the city walls towering into the clouds, the hundred-foot-high city gates, completely made of bronze, and the patina on them seemed to tell the vicissitudes of time.

On the thick and unpretentious city gate, many unknown symbols are densely carved, and the traces of Taoism are ancient and mysterious.

Countless cracks of various sizes are covered with solid and thick foundations, and the walls are scarred but tenacious and tenacious, as if proudly telling the strength and indomitability of the past.

Standing in front of the city gate, Yubeichuan tears flowed involuntarily, shocked and moved, and insignificance and sadness poured into his heart.

As if I saw, the bodies standing proudly, the unyielding iron bones, fighting fiercely in the shadow of swords and swords, resisting foreign enemies, and shouting silently with their own flesh and soul.

Stepping through the cracks in the base of the wall, the broken walls are scattered with fragments of mysterious altars, huge broken statues of gods and demons, and countless broken soldiers, and ruins of buildings and broken stone pillars can be seen everywhere.

The heavy aura oppressed, like countless gods and demons who died in the war, wandering here.

Yubeichuan hurriedly stepped over, not daring to stay for half a minute.

Judging from the scale, this is a small town, on the road, slightly dilapidated floor tiles are discarded in a mess, there is not a single tree, a cluster of flowers and plants have escaped the cruelty of war, and the empty flower beds look palpitating.

Wandering around the city, Yu Beichuan picked up a golden sword that looked good on the ground. Fang's sword immediately shattered in his hand, and it immediately turned into fragments and fell.

Yubeichuan, who did not believe in evil, continued to go, constantly picking up all kinds of weapons left on the ground, as well as the broken armor, which eventually turned into fragments like a sword.

Yu Beichuan looked at him in horror, and fear surged into his heart like a tide.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Come out, who can tell me?"

He shouted loudly, but there was no sound or echo, and the surroundings were as silent as if they had just entered.

Yu Beichuan, who was exhausted, sat on the ground with his hands in his hands, unknown sadness quietly drifting around his body, and tears couldn't help but flow down.

Yubeichuan has always thought that he is a strong person, and the man does not flick when he has tears, but this scene here is just that the tears fell by themselves without a beak.

From the gate to the center, at the end of a large and wide avenue is a large square with the various core buildings of the city, and a bronze temple is located in which a ring wall extends from the central point.

The buildings around the square are almost in ruins, and the entire palace is made of fine copper, standing proudly in the center of the city.

After the baptism of war, it is still solid, and the magnificent palace and noble momentum can still be seen in the glorious years.

In front of the door, a huge bronze statue collapsed, about six or seven feet high, and it looked like a beautiful girl.

The bronze statue shimmers with gold, the black-rimmed armor wraps around the exquisite curves of reverie, a white rose brooch pinned to the chest, the jet-black wavy long hair shines down, a purple gold-encrusted hairpin shines, and the black mystical decoration highlights the extraordinary and noble nature of its owner.

The frosty face makes people look timid, and a pair of deep crystal purple eyes make people can't help but fall into it but dare not harbor even the slightest blasphemy towards it.

"Xia Zhiqi!"

Yu Beichuan was shocked and hurriedly took a few steps back.

It's just that it looks like Xia Zhiqi, at least Xia Zhiqi doesn't have a bronze statue, the kind of domineering momentum that despises the world's talents and reigns over the world.

Yu Beichuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the world, there are so many people who look alike, I wonder if there is also a bronze statue exactly like himself in the unknown, thinking of this, Yu Beichuan has no pressure in his heart, and boldly stepped forward to take it up carefully.

"Like, really like!"

Yu Beichuan muttered to himself as he climbed up the broken wall next to the bronze statue and stood up beside the huge bronze statue, his deep and purple eyes that made him unable to help but sink into it.

"It's beautiful!"

Yu Beichuan muttered to himself, unconsciously gradually sinking into it......

The low horn sounded "whining", breaking through the dark sky, looking into the distance from the city wall, a powerful coercion in the distance, sweeping in, rolling dust all over the sky, and the traces of people and beasts continued to flash, and there were countless terrifying breaths hidden in it.

In the billowing smoke, the sword swirled, and the killing intent soared into the sky, stirring the heavens, setting off a storm of slaughter.

On the tall city wall, tens of thousands of people gathered among them, all of them with solemn faces, led by a woman with a graceful figure, isn't it that Xia Zhiqi, no! The bronze statue of the woman.

Her face was like frost, and her deep, crystalline purple eyes exuded strong unyielding and determined to fight to the death.

The sky-high blood qi exuded by countless people was intertwined into a general trend in the void, faintly confronting the killing machine in front of them.

"Kill ......"

"Rush!"

War is coming, there is no compromise, no retreat, no sympathy, no mercy, here is a life-and-death battle.

A young soldier wearing Xuan armor rushed up the city wall, and with a brilliant sword, the soldier holding a halberd on the city wall passed through his chest, and the soldier fell silently.

He was opening his mouth to scream, but a long halberd came obliquely next to him, whistling and stabbing him in the heart, splashing blood everywhere.

The moment he fell under the city wall, his young eyes flashed with regret and disappointment, and then he slowly closed them in loneliness.

On the city wall, the old general holding a giant axe roared and jumped off the city wall, and in an instant, the head of the man flew down, and the beast fell to Ma Ang to kill a bloody path, and a flying arrow "swished" through his head, and the old general fell down and could not get up again......

Looking back at that miserable war era, there were corpses everywhere and rivers of blood, and Yubeichuan felt like he was in the scene.

At the moment of the final battle, the bronze statue woman was already seriously injured and drenched in blood, and a bronze arrow was inserted into her abdomen and Wei Wei was shaking.

The bronze statue of the woman with a sad face still stood proudly in the air, surrounded by several men holding sharp soldiers.

When the battle was already overwhelming, the bronze statue woman didn't know what supreme magic power to use, and gathered the flesh and blood power of all the dead soldiers in the battle, and sealed the city into the boundless void.

Several divine soldiers took advantage of the weakness and stabbed into the bronze statue woman......

This is the end of the picture, Yu Beichuan came to his senses, sweating profusely and pale.

This may be the reason for the destruction of this city, will the bronze statue woman and Xia Zhiqi have anything to do with it, Yu Beichuan fell into deep thought......

The mysterious bronze treasure hall in front of you must be a lost city in the war, so there are ethereal gods and demons hidden in it, and the endless wealth is hidden.

"No matter what, historical changes should be taken into account first," Yu Beichuan decided.

The nature of a treasure-hunting man, Yubeichuan is naturally not vulgar.

The hustle and bustle of this world is full of laypeople, how can there be anything to enter Baoshan and not be able to do it.

Packing up the sad mood, Yubeichuan passed through the winding city corridors, the dim light was slightly eerie, and the ancient ruins inspired Yubeichuan's desire to hunt for treasures.

The door of the treasure hall was hidden, and Yubeichuan pushed the door open without waste.

Stepping into the heavy and solemn hall, there is a huge bright moon pearl hanging on the top of the hall, the ground is paved with black gold, embedded with gold beads, and the big pillar of the hall is carved with dragon patterns vividly.

At the top of the bronze antique gate, there is a black gold silk jasper plaque, on which the dragon flies and the phoenix dances inscribed with three big characters "Collection Pavilion".