Time keeps passing, and in the memory that Nie Yan feels, the outside world has long been vicissitudes, and I don't know how much it has changed, but this ancient city, like the eternal existence of time, is still the same, still standing on the earth, still continuing to fight one battle after another, and still condensing an unyielding will to guard.

The only thing that has changed is that the walls are beginning to become mottled and full of traces of time.

Words can't describe the tragedy here at all, and they can't describe the shock that this tragedy brings to people's hearts, Nie Yanpan's body sitting outside the ancient tree has unconsciously shed a few lines of tears from the corners of his eyes.

The barrier he saw was not this ancient city, but a barrier condensed with the blood and sacrifice of countless people, unknown from generation to generation, but courageous and unrepentant.

War makes people desperate with no end in sight, and in these years, I don't know how many dynasties belonging to mankind have changed? From time to time, supplies will be delivered, and from time to time, there will be a person who is suspected of being an emperor, talking to the master of the city.

The situation is not optimistic, every time a battle breaks out, the monsters that appear, become more and more powerful, and that space becomes more and more unstable, while the human race seems to be weaker, and with each battle, more and more sacrifices are made.

Finally, the picture no longer stays in this ancient city, but comes to the tribe in the distant mountains and forests, after such a long time, the tribe has come out one by one, this tribe that holds the oldest secrets, has completely decayed.

There were less than thirty of the remaining clansmen, most of them were old people, women and children, and there were only three teenagers, and one of the teenagers, just by looking at him, Nie Yan felt an extraordinary momentum from him.

This is the last group of people from this tribe to come out, and since they walked out, this tribe that once silently guarded the world has been completely submerged in the long river of history.

Seeing this, a desolate and sad feeling rose in Nie Yan's heart, time is the most ruthless, burying a disaster and burying many heroes. Human beings are moving forward in such a long river, scarred again and again, and standing up again and again, and the strength of this standing up comes from the will of one hero after another.

The next memory seems to unfold with the most extraordinary of the three teenagers, I don't know if it's because of the long years, or because the other will conveyed to Nie Yan these pictures itself is unwilling to let Nie Yan see some private memories, so this memory is very incomplete.

Nie Yan only vaguely saw a few key points, he walked out of the mountains and forests, experienced, and saw the great but brutal emperor of mankind, he seemed to be in love with a woman, and he finally came to that ancient city.

He became a soldier, but because he came from that distant tribe, he was intensively trained, and he showed extraordinary strength from the first battle, and he grew rapidly.

The city he expanded for the first time, built a huge moat, and he became a general, and slowly, he became a marshal, the true master of this Cheng.

Heroes will come out of troubled times, after he came to this ancient city, there seem to be a lot of wars, from the past it took at least a few decades to break out, to more than ten years, or even once a year or two.

It seems that cracks began to appear in that space, and more and more monsters poured out, becoming more and more powerful, and each time it was all the soldiers he led who turned the tide, and he became the faith of this city.

He sustains everyone in the city, is the backbone of their spirit, because of his existence, everyone in the city will not be destroyed by the perennial outbreak of war.

He was optimistic, strong, and seemed to be confident in every battle, but no one knew that there was only one woman in the stone house on the hillside where he lived, and all his worries were in his eyes.

This will not last long, and every time he looks down on the city from the hillside, such a thought will always pop up in his heart, but he still has to defend this city, the barrier of humanity.

He flipped through ancient books, and even walked the world when he was not fighting, he carried all the pressure on his shoulders, and in one year, he brought back several extremely powerful cultivators, so in the city, several strange buildings were built.

The appearance of these buildings is like a fortress, but there are two floors, and like a tower, the building is made of rough black rough stones that I don't know what it is, between the rough stones is bright red red clay like blood, and the gaps between the rough stones form a magical pattern, and on the top of the building is inlaid with a large piece of transparent huge crystal that I don't know how to polish.

The appearance of these buildings has aroused discussion among the people in the city, after all, this large city has gone through thousands of years, and it has not changed its appearance in the slightest.

But the marshal was not satisfied with the appearance of these buildings, a large number of houses began to be rebuilt, and they were divided into four parts to live in, south, east and west, and no one knew what the marshal wanted to do? However, he felt that after having these buildings, the aura from heaven and earth became more and more sufficient, and even when it reached a certain amount, the cultivators in the city had to be cautious in their cultivation, for fear that the sufficient and tyrannical aura would accidentally destroy their meridians.

The whole city has now had a feeling that the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings.

But at this time, the marshal began to concentrate on writing a roll of bamboo slips, this is not an ordinary writing and painting, only the woman next to him knows that this bamboo slip is not an ordinary bamboo slip, but a magic weapon that has been condensed for thousands of years, and it is made of a blood bamboo inherited from the tribe.

And what the marshal wrote on it was not words, but one spell after another, on the bamboo slips, condensed his will, and even split a trace of his soul, condensed on the bamboo slips, forming a real Tongtian spell.

But what exactly, no one knows except the marshal himself.

The memory of this paragraph is extremely clear, and even some details Nie Yan can see, he can see the gentle and simple woman next to the marshal, handing over a bowl of soup to the marshal who is working hard to write bamboo slips.

You can also see the marshal's majestic figure, and he still retains his dress habits among the tribes, mainly animal skins.

He could hear the gentle woman's voice asking what the marshal was writing.

In the end, five words resounded in Nie Yan's will like thunder, and finally exploded in Nie Yan's will like an explosion - Mountains and Seas Hundred Demon Records.

This is the marshal's answer to his wife, and it seems to be the final thing that this will wants to convey to Nie Yan.

At this moment, all the pictures finally completely dissipated in Nie Yan's will, what happened to the last ancient city? What kind of ending will it have? Nie Yan couldn't see it anymore.

But at this moment, the voice that disappeared before echoed in Nie Yan's mind again: "The old city has been destroyed, and we are dead." Only with an unyielding will, the remnant soul that is intolerable to heaven and earth can be built as the final barrier. But the wish of guardianship was not completed, only a volume of mountains and seas was left behind, and when those who were destined to learn about it later, they would find a chance to heaven and earth, and finally complete the inheritance of our guardianship. ”

Then, a large area of mountains, seas, lakes and seas appeared in Nie Yan's mind, like the most realistic map, guiding Nie Yan in one direction.

Nie Yan didn't dare to slack off, and quickly memorized this last piece of information.

Just when he remembered this place firmly in his mind, his will was suddenly wrapped in a force from space, and then with the fluctuation of this force, he had the illusion that it was like ten thousand years but only for a moment.

When he opened his eyes again, his will had returned to his body and soul, and he was still the dryad who had lost his life, and there seemed to be a little scorching heat around him.

This canyon is still so silent, and I don't know how long time has passed, Nie Yan only felt that he had a splitting headache, and just wanted to open his mouth to call Liu Hesheng, but he felt that the pain from his soul suddenly overwhelmed him.

The pain seemed irresistible, and Nie Yan couldn't maintain his posture from sitting cross-legged, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden.

At this moment, the canyon remembered a slightly flustered footsteps, hurriedly ran to Nie Yan's side, and helped Nie Yan up: "Brother Nie, what's wrong with you?" ”

Nie Yan was still unable to come back to his senses, Liu Hesheng hurriedly untied the skin bag on his body, and slowly fed the water in the skin bag to Nie Yan, the cool and cold water finally made Nie Yan feel more comfortable.

He opened his mouth and asked Liu Hesheng: "How long have I been sitting here?" ”

Liu Hesheng showed a strange expression, looked at Nie Yan and said, "Brother Nie, I just went over there and sat down, and you fell." ”

Nie Yan frowned, he didn't expect to see so much, he felt that at least a few hours had passed, and it was only a moment to get here.

At this moment, Liu Hesheng couldn't help but ask, "Brother Nie, what happened?" ”

Nie Yan just shook his head gently, such a shocking secret, he couldn't say it to anyone lightly, and a sense of melancholy also rose in his heart, from the last words of that voice, had he already told him the end?

The old city is ruined, and we are dead.

That guarded city, which has stood for thousands of years, is it finally destroyed? And as a being who seems to be hopeful, what is he in front of that giant city? What can you do about it?