For the next three days, Xuantian wandered around the world, wanting to know the news of the Great Tribulation.

It can be said that there is an apocalyptic atmosphere in many places. However, most people don't know the reason and don't know the specific inside story of the catastrophe.

At this moment, Xuantian came to a big mountain.

Not far from this mountain, there is a great sect of the human race, 'Tianyuan Gate'.

"Who can tell me, what kind of catastrophe is this, and where does the crisis come from?" Xuantian roared in the sky, and the sound waves shook the white clouds in the sky, spreading all over the land within a radius of millions of miles.

"Let me answer you! This is an unprecedented calamity, enveloping all living beings in this world. An old sigh rang out.

In the depths of this Great Sect, there was a wooden house, and an old man pushed the door out, walking slowly in the air, leaving a series of phantoms in the air with every step. It was only five steps before he came to Xuantian's side.

"Are you ......" Xuantian was surprised, and with a subtle sense, he couldn't feel any breath from the old man at all.

The old man was dressed in gray cloth, and his appearance alone gave people the feeling of being an old man in the mortal world. But Xuantian knew that this old man was definitely not ordinary.

"A strong man above the Imperial Road should be the ancestor of this Tianyuan Sect. The white turtle muttered, staring at the old man.

"Yes, I am the ancestor of Tianyuanmen, I debuted three thousand years ago, but I have lived enough. The old man muttered to himself, his eyes dark, and then looked at the white tortoise.

"Huh, old man, what do you want to do, peeping?" the white turtle looked at the old man cautiously.

"It's very strange, it's like an ancient text, it's very profound. The old man stared at the shell of the white turtle, which had a few ancient words on it.

"What, the primeval period, that's even older than the ancient times, thousands of years away from the potential, this guy can't do it at all. The little cutlass exclaimed.

It was fine that it didn't speak, but when it spoke, the old man was startled.

"You're not simple. The old man said, and then his eyes lit up, shooting out two lamppost-like eyes, and he looked at the little scimitar.

Suddenly, the little scimitar screamed, and there was a feeling that he was caught by his gaze and couldn't move.

"Don't look at it, I'm not a treasure, I'm just a poor soul who has been damaged and has no choice but to get into the treasure. The little scimitar explained, wanting to cry without tears.

"I see. The old man released the cutlass.

This guy has a sense of relief and freedom. Caught by the old man's gaze, it felt uncomfortable, as if it had fallen into hell.

"However, I still feel that you are not ordinary, I don't know what material you are made of, you are so spiritual, like a broken artifact. The old man's eyes were vicious, and he saw the extraordinaryness of the little scimitar, and grasped it in the palm of his hand again.

The little scimitar really wanted to cry without tears this time, and was repeatedly tossed by the old man, and let go after a long time.

Next, the old man looked at the white tortoise.

"You...... Don't look at me, there's nothing good in me. There is nothing research-worthy. The white turtle said, looking at the old man vigilantly.

"Yes, the oracle on you is very unusual. The old man said, staring at the white tortoise.

The white turtle's cold hair stood up when he saw it, and his heart was cold, and he said, "Don't look at it, it was painted by myself, nothing special." ”

"You didn't draw it, but I don't have time to study it right now. The old man sighed and let the white turtle go.

"Seniors. Xuantian saluted the old man.

The old man nodded, looked at Xuantian and looked at it a lot, and finally showed a praising look.

"It's very good, the talent is amazing, at a young age, he has already reached the peak of the Ridge Lord realm, and his future achievements are limitless. The old man gave Xuantian a thumbs up.

"Not necessarily, the path of cultivation is full of twists and turns, and no one can say what will happen in the future. Xuantian shook his head.

"Young man, don't be disconfident in yourself, your qualifications are one of the best prodigies I have ever seen, and your future achievements will be amazing. It's just a pity that a catastrophe has struck, and we are all more than lucky. The old man said, sighing.

"The Great Tribulation?" Xuan Tian exclaimed, solemnly, "Now, everyone is talking about the Great Tribulation, but what is the specific situation? I don't know any inside story at all. ”

"I'll tell you! This catastrophe comes from the past, a dusty battlefield. The old man said, his words very profound.

In the following time, he explained the situation of the Great Tribulation to Xuantian and the others in detail.

It turns out that the real root can be traced back to ancient times, the rebellion of the hundred tribes.

At that time, a hundred races in this world suddenly rebelled and wantonly slaughtered living beings, causing a tragic scene of misery. As a result, the Terrans took the lead in revolting and waging war against these hundred rebellious races.

"The end result was a lose-lose situation, but the traitors of the Hundred Clans were finally cleared out. There is only one place that has been left behind. The old man said, his voice a little helpless.

"What was left behind?" Xuantian was curious, eager to know the answer.

"It was a battlefield, there was not much left of the Terrans, and the traitors of the Hundred Races had the upper hand. In that era when the strong withered, the supreme powerhouses of the human race finally made an astonishing decision, they supported their seriously injured bodies, solidified the battlefield, and sent it into the time and space tunnel, leaving it for the future. The old man said.

"I see. "The white turtle understands a little.

"However, if you leave it to the future, wouldn't that harm us?" Xuantian frowned.

"There is no way. The ancestor left his last words at that time, instructing the human race to become strong and destroy this rebellious race on the battlefield. However, in this third world, it is obviously not capable of resisting the enemy on this battlefield. The old man said, his voice revealing a sense of helplessness.

"I see, the catastrophe of the years actually refers to this battlefield from the past. Xuantian muttered to himself, finally knowing some inside stories.

"So, since you're curious, let's take a sneak peek at this battlefield. The old man said, his words shocking.

"What's the situation, looking at time and space, even the gods can't do it, how can you be a little emperor powerhouse?"

"Of course I can't. However, the ancestor of our Tianyuan Sect is a surpassing god, and he has left a treasure in our sect, so we can take a look. The old man said, and then turned the mud pill palace and took out a white skull.

The skull was peculiar, white all over, but part of it was earthy yellow, with the smell of earth.

"Ancestor, I have offended a lot, I hope to borrow your holy bone to take a look at the past. The old man said, and then slapped the white skull.

Suddenly, the white flower's skull glowed, and two golden rays of light shot out from the eye sockets, shooting through the void at once.

Xuantian, the old man, the white turtle and the little scimitar poked out their divine sense at this moment and placed it on the skull, wanting to use this thing to look at the past.

The past years are gorgeous, like a vast ocean, as far as the eye can see.

This is the time and space tunnel, carrying countless past years, many past deeds, which are perfectly presented here.

"Look, in our time period, there is a black continent there, this is the dusty battlefield, and it is about to get out of the time and space tunnel in our era and come to reality. The old man said, motioning for Xuantian to look in the direction of his gaze.

Xuantian looked at it, and sure enough, he saw a black land, an area of tens of thousands of miles, drifting in time and space, which was very close to the current time and space.

"There is indeed such a landmass. It's just a pity that I can't see anything clearly, and I look at the past very vaguely. Xuantian said.

On the side, the white turtle was also complaining, saying: "That's it, this thing is too blurry when I look at it, as if my eyes have been gouged out, and I feel uncomfortable." ”

The little scimitar also said: "Yes, the space-time tunnel is dark, and this land can only see a rough idea, but you can't see the specific situation. ”

"Hmph! a bunch of ignorant fools. How many people in the world can do this? It's a good thing that you can see the past now, and if you want to look closely, I'm afraid there are not many people in the world who can do it. The old man said, and gave Xuantian a burst of chestnut.

"Hey, this thing is beating. Xuantian took out a piece of earthy yellow thing, which was a small piece of clay human legs.

At this moment, the clay man's leg glowed, emitting an unearthed yellow mist, which was attached to the skull.

Suddenly, the skull seemed to have received assistance, and the golden light in its eyes shone brightly, as if it had shot out two lampposts, looking into the void.

"Wow...... Scared the old man to death. The old man was taken aback. Because, the things in the space-time tunnel actually became clear at this moment.

"I saw it, I saw the battlefield, and I could see even the scenery above. The little cutlass exclaimed.

Xuantian and the white turtle were also shocked, looking at the battlefield.

It was a dusty, ancient battlefield where time had stopped. The figures of many living beings froze there, as if petrified, and their expressions were stiff.

"None of them are Terrans. The corners of the old man's mouth twitched.

Looking through the skull, you can see the creatures of this land, all of them look strangely shaped, very different from the human race.

Xuantian exclaimed, on this battlefield, he saw the snake people, the bat people, and the dragon people and other ancient rebellious races.

There are even some bloody pictures that are fixed on these creatures.

For example, here, a six-winged snake man of the snake tribe is holding a large knife, piercing the chest of a human race, and the light of blood drinking is released from his eye sockets, and it seems that he is very excited to kill a human race.

Next to him, there was a strong man of the dragon human race, chewing in his mouth, it turned out to be an arm of the human race, very cruel.

In addition to perseverance, there was an obsidian dragon over there, its claws reaching into the chest of a human race, as if grasping the heart, and a hideous smile appeared on its face.

A qiē and a qiē made Xuantian angry, and he couldn't wait to reveal it in this big war at once.

However, there are also exciting scenes.

It was a Terran man, dressed in an ancient tiger skin coat and armed with a spear, who seemed to be shouting loudly. Beside him, several dragonmen fell, each with a large hole in their heads, as if they had just been killed.

A qiē was frozen, but looking at it now, it seems as if a qiē had just happened.

Over there, an old man, in the appearance of an indigenous, holding a child in one hand and a large knife in the other, fought his way through the battlefield.

In the entire battlefield, the Terrans are weaker than the inferior.

Looking from afar, you can see the indomitable and rebellious spirit of the human race.

Even, some Terrans would rather die, but also pull down two or three enemies before death, to give their compatriots a glimmer of hope.

"Damn, damn it. These brutes. Xuantian roared angrily, wanting to join the battle and fight.

"But it's hateful. However, we are not far away. If these strong men appear, it is very likely that the human race in this world will be destroyed. The old man sighed, but his eyes were sharp and equally angry.

"In any case, if you bully my human race, you will have to fight to the end, and there will be no cowards on the way to the monks. Xuantian clenched his fists, and his momentum soared into the sky.

"That's right, our human race is the first great race in ancient times, how can we be bullied casually?" The old man cheered for Xuantian, and also let out a loud howl, causing the ninety-nine mountains in the distance to burst and startle a group of birds.