"Not true. ”

I don't know how long Lu Dao argued with Chu Chengyuan, but finally had time to look at the surrounding environment, and Sun Tianyang, who had fulfilled the glorious duty of protecting his master Zhao Yan, first snorted a few times in a row, and then his pupils shrank sharply.

"Master, the situation is very wrong!"

Because he was in a hurry, Sun Tianyang, who was walking, knocked on the window of the carriage vigorously.

"What's wrong?"

Under the massage of the little maid Xia Hua, Zhao Yan, who was about to fall asleep, hurriedly pushed open the car window.

Zhao Yan knows Sun Tianyang, although this guy always looks stupid and coarse on weekdays, but what to do and what not to do, in fact, it is very clear.

Therefore, if it weren't for the real abnormal situation, Sun Tianyang would never have said such alarmist words.

Sun Tianyang didn't speak, but just stretched out an arm and pointed in the direction of Huanglong City, which had been left behind.

Zhao Yan turned his head to look and saw that more than ten miles away from the mountain, the Yellow Dragon City in the night, had been surrounded by the skyrocketing flames, and had turned into a super giant ...... Torch.

"What's going on?"

Although he asked such a question, in his heart, Zhao Yan had actually given the answer to the question, that is-war.

Could it be that it is another cult such as Extreme Taoism, and it has launched a terrorist attack?

Zhao Yan thought of this possibility again, because this Huanglong City also belonged to the hinterland of Taikang Kingdom after all, if it was affected by the swords and soldiers of foreign invaders, it would probably not be a few days before Taikang Kingdom was completely destroyed.

"It's—it's impossible!"

Looking at the blazing Yellow Dragon City from afar, Chu Chengyuan, whose home and family were in the Yellow Dragon City, shouted.

And then. Chu Chengyuan didn't care about it and jumped off the wheel of Zhao Yan's carriage. is about to rush in the direction of Huanglong City.

It's a pity that Chu Chengyuan rushed out of the city a few steps away. was firmly stuck by Sun Tianyan with an arm thicker than his thigh.

"You idiot, open your eyes and take a good look! Can't you see that there is something wrong with this Yellow Dragon City now?"

Sun Tianyang, who was stuck in Chu Chengyuan's neck, scolded loudly.

Now there is a problem with this Yellow Dragon City?

What's the problem?

Zhao Yan walked out of the carriage quickly, and then stood on the wheel of the carriage and looked at the burning Yellow Dragon City, but he didn't find any problems at all.

"Ahh

is still Chu Chengyuan, who is an indigenous. Look out of the doorway.

"That's not Yellow Dragon City. Chu Chengyuan said, but then he changed his words again: "That's not the current Huanglong City!"

Zhao Yan was confused, within a radius of 100 miles, in addition to Zhouye Huanglong City in Fengdezhou, is there any other such a large city?

Moreover, even if it is said that it is not Huanglong City, what does it mean that it is not the current Huanglong City?

"Erlang, do you see the tower in the middle of the city?"

Jiang Xinyue's voice. It sounded beside Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan nodded, of course he regarded it as the height, I am afraid that it must be two or three hundred meters high, and I don't know how big the tower is in terms of floor area.

Speaking of which. When the Yellow Dragon was established before, it seemed that I had never seen this majestic and majestic, towering tower like a lonely peak?

"Before Taikang established the country. Three hundred years ago, a civil strife broke out between the usurper crown prince and his uncle. At that time, the capital of Xiongguo was set in this Huanglong City, the imperial city of Xiongguo - the miraculous Hanging Sky Tower. It was destroyed in that burning city. ”

Jiang Xinyue finally solved the doubts in Zhao Yan's heart.

And Zhao Yan finally remembered that when he inquired about the information of the god of wine, he did see the civil strife in Xiongguo three hundred years ago, and then led to the written record that the royal family with the title of King De fled into Jingyun Mountain with treasures and his family.

"That is, we ...... And now it was three hundred years ago?"

Zhao Yan was so surprised.

Zhao Yan, who has already experienced a long-distance crossing from the earth to this world, and finally got out of the name, doesn't want to have another reminiscent crossing at all.

And the most unacceptable thing is that it is actually an incomplete version of the group wear!

The adventurous team that this young master finally got together, there is only a small one and a half here, okay!

"Yes, we are now three hundred years ago. ”

Jiang Xinyue's answer ruthlessly shattered Zhao Yan's luck.

"No, this is not the real world of three hundred years ago, my grandson can smell it, absolutely not!"

Sun Tianyang suddenly spoke up and denied Jiang Xinyue's judgment.

"I remember! I remember, I've read about this in a book!"

Chu Chengyuan also shouted-

"There are demons who have disrupted the line of time and space, trapping us in the illusion of history that is false to almost true! If we can't find a way to set things right, we will be trapped here, and we will never be able to return to the world three hundred years later! This is the demon law, the name is the demon law of tracing the streamer!"

His profound knowledge made Chu Chengyuan make the final guess, and he firmly believed that there would be no other possibility.

"Tracing the streamer...... Cheng Yuan, do you still remember the specific way to set things right and bring the line of time and space back to normal?"

Zhao Yan asked calmly, since this was not a real attribution-style time-travel, he would be able to calm down quickly.

"The book says that the magic of tracing the streamer must be attached to something concrete, so just find the key person, or the key item, and then destroy it. ”

Chu Chengyuan hurriedly replied, he didn't want to be in the historical phantom of time and space forever, and he would never be able to live forever.

"Do you have any distinctive features of this key person or key item?"

Zhao Yan asked again.

The scope of this retrospective light demon technique among himself and others obviously includes the entire Yellow Dragon City, as well as ...... There is no more.

Zhao Yan looked in the direction of Shilipo and saw the fog that covered the entire heaven and earth, and it was not surprising that this fog was the boundary of demonic arts. It's never going to get out.

But even in Huanglong City, the number of people and items in the city is astronomical. If you don't have a specific characteristic, you can't do it unless you kill people one by one. Destroy those items in the same way, or you'll be trapped here for the rest of your life!

"On that book, on that book......" Chu Chengyuan was covered in sweat, he had obviously tried his best to recall, but the huge idling eyes had betrayed him deeply, and his answer was obviously: "I didn't mention it." ”

"That's a bit of a problem. ”

Zhao Yan frowned, but only to the extent of frowning.

Any conspiracy, as long as you are patient and serious in searching, you will always be able to find clues to it.

The difference is nothing more than the degree of difficulty.

"I'm afraid of a bird's egg. My grandson's golden hoop stick is not a vegetarian, and now this situation is just opening meat! Hahaha, Master, you can rest assured, my grandson will be able to protect you and prevent you from being caught by the goblins!"

Sun Tianyang suddenly became excited, and he didn't know how his thinking circuit was structured, he danced his pirated golden hoop stick and smashed it towards a big tree next to the road.

I only heard a chaotic sound of clicking, and the big tree was actually beaten by Sun Tianyang's brute strength. It was smashed and fell down the outside of the road.

The birds perched on the trees, and the birds in the trees that had fallen to the ground, were struck, and they flew away with frightened chirps.

Sun Tianyang, who knocked down the big tree with a stick. Triumphantly withdrew his golden rod.

But at this moment, in the dark and gloomy woods, there were suddenly torches lit one after another.

"Those traitorous thieves are here. Catch them!

Roars, along with lit torches. It came into the ears of the people.

Then, in a chaotic roar of "Catch them!", "Don't go traitorous thieves". A large group of tall, sturdy armorers in helmets and armor, with torches in one hand and blades of various colors in the other, emerged from the woods.

After a closer look, I felt that Zhao Yan and the others didn't look like traitors and traitors, maybe they felt that the idea was hard, and they couldn't handle it with these small soldiers, and they needed to wait for the future to support or something.

The armor soldiers who got out of the woods did not attack at the first time, but scattered in all directions to try to besiege Zhao Yan and his party.

"I know this armor! they are the Praetorian Guards of the former emperor!"

Chu Chengyuan shouted again.

"Fuck the Praetorian Guards can't help but defend the army, let's talk about it after fighting!"

Sun Tianyang, who was already hungry and thirsty for a long time, waved a fine iron stick and pounced.

The Praetorian Guard closest to Sun Tianyang was caught off guard before he put his blade in front of him, and was knocked out of the air by Sun Tianyang with a stick!

Zhao Yan clearly saw that the Praetorian Guards who were knocked away were spraying blood wildly, and his chest was sunken at least as deep as a punch, and after breaking two trees, he was not alive at all.

And what surprised Zhao Yan the most was that it was true that the Praetorian Guards who were beaten away by Sun Tianyang finally disintegrated and dissipated silently after finally swallowing the last breath.

"Kill this monster!

The other Praetorian Guard armor soldiers, apparently angered by Sun Tianyang, shouted murderous words in unison and pounced on Sun Tianyang.

Although most of the hatred was taken away by Sun Tianyang, there were still a few Praetorian Guards who had already drawn the Eight Desolations Exorcism Sword in their hands, so Zhao Yan, who was a little threatening no matter how he looked, regarded him as an enemy who had to be hacked to death.

Of course, Zhao Yan couldn't be restrained, and in the face of the Praetorian Guards who pounced on him, he didn't hesitate to hold the sword with both hands and perform the White Crow Sword Technique, and greeted him!

Facts have proved that in the fight to the death, having a divine weapon in hand is a completely different survival rate than only having broken copper and iron as a weapon.

Zhao Yan, who had the Eight Desolations Exorcision Sword in his hand, easily cut off the blade of the Praetorian Guard that was rushing towards him, and then cut the metal armor of the Praetorian Guard like tofu in a homeopathic way, and finally split the Praetorian Guard into two pieces!

The people who were chopped up naturally had no possibility of continuing to survive, so this Praetorian Guard who was killed by Zhao Yan, just like the Praetorian Guard who was killed by Sun Tianyang before, disintegrated and disappeared into nothing before the body fell to the ground.

However, the other Praetorian Guards, as if they had not seen this scene at all, held bloody blades, their eyes were bloodshot to red, and their expressions were fierce and hideous.

This is obviously an opponent who cannot be convincing with reason.

Zhao Yan had no choice but to continue to shake his spirits and wield the Eight Desolations Expulsion Sword to fight against these crazy armored warriors.

One after another, the armor warriors were buried under Zhao Yan's Eight Desolation Exorcision Sword, and no one was his enemy.

"I'm not killing people, I'm just playing a bloody game of 18X, riding a thousand Warriors of the Three Kingdoms......"

Although the people who are killed will not leave the corpse of the disgusting Bala, Zhao Yan still needs to warn himself like this before he can continue to kill the killer.

Killing people with cold weapons may be acceptable to kill one or two, but killing more than ten or twenty people is too much of a test of psychological quality.

Therefore, the only thing Zhao Yan can be fortunate about is the fact that these armor soldiers who were killed by him are not really flesh-and-blood human beings.

Maybe it was because of distraction, or maybe it was because he finally ran into the martial arts master among the armorers, Zhao Yan was finally stabbed.

The position of the middle knife is the shoulder.

Blood flow is like an infusion......

It hurts......

So Zhao Yan knew that even if this was a false family with a historical illusion built by the Streamer Demon Technique, it would still hurt if it was injured, and it would ...... Die.

Zhao Yan didn't want to die.

Therefore, Zhao Yan endured the pain and swung his sword at those armor soldiers in a more violent way.

The sharpening of iron like clay, the high-level swordsmanship of breaking through skill, no one can stop Zhao Yan, who entered a state of madness after being injured, blocking and invincible. (To be continued......)