Ye Qingxuan opened his eyes and saw the faint light of the morning.

It seems that I had a long dream, and in the dream it seems that the hellish guy Hermes appeared, and the first pope, but I don't know why, he appeared, but it didn't look like himself.

At first, he remembered a few fragments, but when he got up, the fragments of fragments and chaos quickly dissolved into his memory.

"What the hell ......"

Ye Qingxuan rubbed his sore forehead, a little sleepy, obviously slept all night, and felt like he had stayed up late.

The sound of the carriage swaying continued, and there was a commotion outside.

He lifted the curtain on the carriage and saw the ragged refugees on both sides of the road, most of them without shoes, barefoot in the freezing mud of the early morning, and in front of them, thousands of people trampled the soil into a slump with their meager body heat.

In the morning dew, shivering.

In just a few quarters of an hour, there were many fights in the crowd for a little food.

Some people walked and could not walk, and fell on the side of the road.

There was the sound of a child crying.

Even so, they still didn't dare to approach the carriage where Ye Qingxuan was, but when they saw Ye Qingxuan's white hair, a group of people knelt on the ground, and they didn't dare to raise their heads until the carriage was far away.

"What's going on?" Ye Qingxuan asked.

The coachman he hired with green gold was more bold, did not kneel on the ground, and replied with his head down: "My lord, these people are all disaster victims. ”

Ye Qingxuan was silent and did not speak.

He already understood.

Now, all he saw was bleak cities and villages, empty towns and villages occupied by thieves without roosters crowing for thousands of miles.

In this world, even thieves have a dish, and they can't hold a knife steadily.

Fearing the war, these landless people abandoned their homeland and became fluent victims in the wilderness. There were also wealthy families who fled, equipping their powerful subordinates with swords, echoing each other, forming convoys and driving on muddy roads.

They are trying to stay away from the fighting.

Ye Qingxuan sighed softly, shook his head, dispelled the unrealistic and distant myths in his mind, and stared at the tragic scene in front of him.

That's the reality.

He lowered the curtain.

There was nothing he could do about it.

At this time when money could not buy food, even food for him, the coachman and the horses was already difficult to raise.

The funny thing is that Ye Qingxuan was originally ready to face the heroes of the world, but now, the heroes of the world are doing their own business and have no time to pay attention to him.

Everywhere he went, all the musicians trembled and stayed away, and no one dared to stop Ye Qingxuan.

There were even people who prepared grain and grass so that Ye Qingxuan could hurry up and get on the road.

This carriage was all given by someone else.

Since coming to the East, this ridiculous sense of alienation has been entangled in Ye Qingxuan's body, obviously this is his hometown, but everyone looks at him and thinks he is an outsider.

War or suffering, it has nothing to do with him, and he doesn't even want to have anything to do with him.

Just stay away.

When he doesn't exist.

This kind of uncooperative and non-caring attitude is extremely irritating.

Ye Qingxuan closed his eyes and tapped his fingers on the seat.

He didn't mind that others were belittling him, anyway, they didn't dare to do anything but scorn and stay away, not even looking straight into the eyes.

All he wanted was to take Bai Xi away.

I don't care about anything else.

Soon, a voice was heard outside the carriage.

"Sir, don't let it go. ”

Ye Qingxuan lifted the curtain and saw the crowds of victims in front of him, the sound of cries and shouts came, and in the chaos, the gate of the towering city in front of him was closed.

The cliffs on both sides are high, and the soldiers in iron armor look down with cold eyes, holding bows in their hands, and the quiver is full of bows and arrows.

Along with the angry shouts of the defenders above the city gates, the sound of the bowstrings tightening was connected.

Under the threat of death, the victims surged like a tidal wave, retreated, and did not dare to step forward.

In the end, everyone saw Ye Qingxuan walking towards the city gate.

Sensing Ye Qingxuan's peaceful and majestic ether fluctuations, as well as the ether tornado that was difficult for ordinary people to see, the face of the musician guarding the city changed.

"Those who come stop, they are good at the city pass, and they will all be killed!"

"Why didn't you let it go?"

Ye Qingxuan's voice sounded in front of him, and it was still so clear from a long distance.

The expression of the musician guarding the city changed for a while, and in the end, he still gritted his teeth: "The chaotic people are driven by thieves, and if you open the city gate lightly, there will be chaos! Tianmen Pass involves the safety ......of the national capital, and no one can pass through here without an order from the officials."

Ye Qingxuan frowned, raised his palm, and threw the sign in his hand above the city gate—it was the identity certificate given by the Aurora Emperor when he was in the Holy City.

"If the emperor's decree hadn't changed, I would still be the Marquis of Changyu of Aurora and the head of the Ye family...... Even I can't go there?"

In an instant, in the dead silence, the musicians at the head of the city looked a little black.

The head of the Ye family?

Wait, wasn't the Ye clan wiped out decades ago?

But the brand in front of him is indeed canonized by His Majesty himself, but now aren't the nine surnames of the dragon vein all rebelled? And the princes of the nine surnames have been completely abolished......

Doesn't he know now?

No, the one who came had already achieved the scepter, and it was impossible for him to be so stupid.

Or is this Bai Heng's trick?

In an instant, the mind of the musician guarding the city was racing, and he could not understand Ye Qingxuan's intention, and his level could not reach the message that was now spread among many scepter musicians.

Soon, thinking of the order he received yesterday, he gritted his teeth and threw the sign aside.

"Can't!"

He categorically rejected Ye Qingxuan's request: "Without His Majesty's will, the city gate cannot be opened!"

Ye Qingxuan sighed, "Then where is your Shangguan?"

"In town. ”

"And what about your majesty?"

"Nonsense, of course in the national capital. The city-keeper looked at him like an idiot.

"That is to say, if I do not have the will of His Majesty, and I do not have the warrant of your superior, then I cannot enter the city. Ye Qingxuan bowed: "But if I can't enter the city, how can I go to your Shangguan to ask for a warrant and go to Your Majesty to make an order?"

The musician guarding the city was stunned for a moment, and his expression immediately became difficult to look at.

"Ahaha, just kidding, please don't care. ”

Ye Qingxuan sighed softly and rolled up his sleeves: "Anyway, I didn't expect you to let me get my things back smoothly from the beginning."

But since you're in front of me, there's nothing to blame for me doing it myself, right?"

Before he could finish speaking, the sword of the New Testament emerged from his hand, and the matrix of the World Tree condensed from the sky.

The calm aether fluctuations turned into a rage, soaring into the sky.

The entire city gate was shocked.

Like the sun falling, countless dust flies up in fear and dances in the air.

A piercing siren sounded from the depths of the Heavenly Gate Pass, and in an instant, hundreds of musicians on standby rose into the air...... The terrifying pressure locked on Ye Qingxuan's body.

"yes, that's fun. ”

Ye Qingxuan laughed.

That's right, that's good.

If there were no one in the way, I wouldn't be like a villain who came to rob people.

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Tianmen Pass is built according to the danger, standing between two mountain ranges, the mountain is ten thousand feet high, there is nowhere to climb, the inner and outer triple city gates are almost impeccable, the wall head is also divided into arrow holes and mechanisms, there is an iron pot boiling oil every twenty steps at the head of the city day and night.

Although for ordinary people, the height of hundreds of meters can be called towering.

But as far as musicians are concerned, even if they are just ordinary musicians, with a little preparation, they can fly through the air.

It's just that, compared to the impregnable city gate, the sky above the city gate is the real death trap. Among the three internal and external passes, the Bauhinia Pass is the largest, and the Tianmen Pass is the most dangerous.

It is precisely because this place is blessed by the Great Wall.

The city pass above the earth is impregnable, and the sky above the city pass is also filled with a massive torrent of ether, forming an invisible wall, once you rush into it, I am afraid that it will be blocked by the Great Wall in an instant, and then, the terrifying power comparable to the entire Aurora will be exerted on it, enough to crush charcoal into diamonds, and all living things will be strangled.

There is a danger on the ground, and there is a great wall in the sky.

This is the real gate of heaven.

Compared to the sky that looks empty but actually hides murderous opportunities, breaking through from the ground is the easiest means. There are only two records of breaking through the Tianmen Pass in all dynasties, and one time was opened from the inside by a traitor.

The only one that can be regarded as a frontal attack is to use the most brutal method to forcibly attack Tianmen Pass for six months, and the corpses are full of wilderness, almost flattening the terrifying height and occupying the city.

Therefore, all the time, everyone has placed unparalleled confidence in Tianmen Pass.

But now, that unshakable confidence has somewhat dissipated.

And the enemy, there is only one.

But...... Is that guy really still human?

At this moment, the aetheric torrent gushing out of Ye Qingxuan's body intertwined into a burning cloud of light in the sky, and under the shroud of the matrix of the World Tree, countless thunderbolts formed by the theory of change emerged from the cloud of light, and the shocking crazy electric light converged into a beam and fell into Ye Qingxuan's hands, blending with the sword of the New Testament.

Facing the slowly rising sword of lightning, poured with bluestone, reinforced by enchantment, and almost unbreakable in the dragon vein, the wall trembled.

The gates roared like beasts.

Countless clouds of dust sprung up, rose, and spread in all directions.

In the blazing light and heat, the crown of the Yellow King emerged from the void and blessed Ye Qingxuan's body, causing the majestic divinity to run in his body, circulating between the human body and the World Tree.

The incarnation of the gods descended here.

The power of God is in the hands of man, and it shines with magnificent music.

Gangenir, who had almost penetrated the Avalon barrier under a single blow, reappeared, one, two, three, four, and in the end, from the power of the New World, dozens of Ganggnir overlapped, reproducing the divine power of the original Scourge Odin.

At that moment, the Spear of Destruction burst out of the air!

In the roar of the turmoil of heaven and earth, the loud noise spread for hundreds of miles in an instant, the earth was violently turbulent, and the earth that was fixed as an iron plate trembled, and beyond the enchantment, a circular crack faintly appeared that enveloped the entire Tianmen Pass.

Originally, Tianmen Pass was like a nail nailed into danger, but now, under Ye Qingxuan's beating, can this nail avoid falling apart?

In an instant, the outer barrier broke through, and immediately after, the projection of the Great Wall collided in one place, and countless cracks emerged from the void, and in the roar, the burning Gangnir moved forward inch by inch.

The musician defending the city turned pale and wanted to retreat, but he was held in place by the terrifying pressure, unable to hide, and could only watch as Gungnir flew towards his head inch by inch.

Even if 90% of the strength is consumed by the Great Wall, the remaining 10% is by no means a power that humans can resist!

The aftermath alone is enough to evaporate an entire city to ashes.

At that moment, a palm pulled the musician defending the city from its place, tossed it aside, and then faced the stabbing Gungnir.

In the blazing light, the terrifying turmoil spread, like the crazy heartbeat of a giant, like an iron drum, like thunder, shocking people's hearts, making everyone's eyes dark.

When the thunder light dissipated, the slightly old middle-aged man couldn't help but take a few steps back, there was a scorch mark on the palm of his hand, the wound was difficult to heal, and there was still electric light jumping in it.

He sighed, closed his palms, and looked at the musician who was paralyzed next to him, his eyes became cold:

"I should have been informed of this kind of thing at the earliest, so why assert it?"

The musician's face twitched, and he didn't speak.

He sighed and waved his hand impatiently: "I don't know who instructed you to do this, you go down and explain it to Ting Wei yourself." ”

Soon, two lieutenants stepped forward and dragged the musician like a dead dog, and ripped off the city.

Only now, the middle-aged man shook his head helplessly, hid his injured palm behind him, and looked at the young man under the city.

"It's been a long time, it's getting stronger, little leaf......"

"Mr. Hu?"

Ye Qingxuan was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but laugh softly: "Don't come to harm?"