The sound of the clansmen made Shi Hao's heart tremble!

The old man, with his beard and hair all white, his body was thin and withered, with only one arm, his clothes were ragged and bloodstained, his face was full of wrinkles, his eyes were cloudy, and his body was very decrepit.

That clansman made Shi Hao feel a sense of sourness, and his mood couldn't be calm immediately, is this a clansman, he has been fighting at the forefront!

How much suffering have they endured, how much have they suffered? Even the children and the frail old people have climbed the city wall, and they are no longer young and strong, have they all died in battle!?

"Senior!" Shi Hao spoke, looking up at the old, weak, sick and disabled in the city, there was a sense of respect, and even more of a stirring emotion, he really wanted to change all this.

On the city wall, children with dirty faces, as young as eight or nine years old, as old as fifteen or sixteen years old, unkempt, were all on guard, looking down.

Their faces were numb, and only in the depths of their eyes was a wisp of curiosity, staring at the people under the city walls.

It is conceivable that such a young child is already like this, accustomed to life-and-death fighting, and this place should go through a very tragic battle.

The immature faces that should have been vigorous are now replaced by numbness and vigilance, and at the same time, the youngest child is a little nervous.

On the city wall, an old man waved his hand, he was one-armed, his broken arm could not be reborn, there were terrible laws eating away at his flesh and body, and there were black-red dried blood stains on his shabby clothes, and he motioned for the children to retreat.

"You...... It's outside...... Clansmen?"

He spoke, as if he hadn't spoken in a long time, his voice hoarse and incoherent, as if all there was here was fighting, blood and merciless fighting.

It's just that the gods and the three Tibets are all moved, how many years have they not spoken? What have these people been through, have they been struggling to keep going? Fighting?

It's like an abandoned place, the outside world thinks that this city is dry and dead, but there are still a group of old, weak, sick and disabled people who are holding on!

What kind of will is this, and what is it that sustains them?

"You...... It's not a true immortal, how did you get in?" the old man asked. Two beams of light flew out of the cloudy old eyes, and he carried a bronze battle axe in one arm.

From these words, Shi Hao and the others came to an astonishing conclusion, if it was not the realm of true immortals, there was no way to get close to here.

Then, they glanced under the city walls, where there were skeletons burning, which were immortal-level fluctuations, locked by the magic circle. Some conjectures were confirmed

"It's strange to say, we ......"

In front of the clansmen, in front of these people who were guarding the lonely city, Shi Hao did not hide anything, and came one by one, even if the things were very tortuous and unconvincing, he told them one by one.

"Clansmen. Stand on that bluestone. ”

On the city wall, the old man pointed out. There is a bluestone under the city wall, three feet square, very simple, there is nothing peculiar.

When Shi Hao heard this, he didn't hesitate, and stepped on it directly. At the drop of a hat.

Phew!

Qingshi instantly glowed, and a ball of fire enveloped Shi Hao, sweeping through his tendons and limbs, and he didn't even let go of his soul.

Shen Ming exclaimed, almost making a move. But resisted the urge.

It was strange that this firelight did not hurt Shi Hao, he felt warm, and the rune light on his forehead was even more intense, as if he was being blessed by a force.

"It's not an Outlandish Tyrant impersonation. The old man nodded, and many people on the city wall, including the children, breathed a sigh of relief.

This stone can be used to determine whether it is a real stone tribesman!

"Look up again. The old man said cautiously.

There was a bone mirror hanging on the city gate tower, which was very warm, and at this time, a ray of light shot down, straight into Shi Hao's sea of divine consciousness, and submerged into his soul.

In this process, Shi Hao did not resist and waited quietly.

In the rear, the expressions of the two golden undertakers changed greatly, and they quickly retreated, they didn't want to be illuminated by this fairy mirror, and they knew everything about them, so that life and death would be in the hands of others.

However, Shi Hao was so relieved that he did not resist.

"It's a clansman, who came with good intentions and didn't lie. The old man was excited, and the rest of the city wall were also happy, and the children cheered in low voices.

"Are you going to stand here and be examined, or are you going to stand back?" the old man looked at the two golden undertakers.

Shen Ying and Sanzang glanced at each other, and stepped back together, separated by a long enough distance.

Phew!

On the ground, a piece of fire rose, blue blue, like a netherworld fire, as if there was an immortal aura permeating, building an insurmountable wall of fire.

The two golden undertakers could not see or hear anything.

Under the city wall, Shi Hao stood alone, waiting quietly.

Suddenly, a flash of divine light, the one-armed old man suddenly appeared, opened his defense, and walked out alone.

"Sit down, the city is dull, I haven't spoken for so many years, and I've almost forgotten how to speak. The old man said, sitting on a piece of bluestone.

"Why, you are guarding here, where are the others, why don't you retreat to the New Emperor Pass?" Shi Hao asked.

Some of the questions had answers, but he wanted to be confirmed.

"This is the order of the ancestors, and it will be held to the end, because a group of clansmen have been sent out, and it is enough for them to spread the branches and spread the bloodline. The old man said, glancing at Shi Hao.

Shi Hao was struck by lightning, he understood that the clansmen who were sent away were their ancestors, who were still alive and well, and were responsible for reproducing the descendants of the clansmen.

And the old, weak, sick and disabled in the lonely city are the people who stay behind, as well as their descendants, who are responsible for the bloody battle and hold on to the end until they die in battle.

"How are the people outside, are they prosperous and scattered?" asked the old man.

Shi Hao's face was a little stiff, and he wanted to hide it with a smile, but he found that he couldn't do it, did he want to tell them that although he was not exterminated, he was suppressed and became a descendant of sin and blood?

"What's the matter?" the old man asked quickly.

Shi Hao was silent for a moment, and finally admitted frankly, to tell the truth, this kind of thing can't be hidden!

"What?!" the old man was furious, his expression changed, but Ben had already stood up, and finally sat down again, sighing.

"The human king among the seven kings, who is also the king of stones, has beheaded some big people in the nine heavens, it should be because this is misunderstood. The old man said.

"What, why?" Shi Hao was taken aback, he didn't expect that this was just a contact with the old man, and he suddenly touched on the secrets of this level.

"Corrupted by the ominous, those people are about to be tricky, ask the Stone King and others to take action, immediately cut off their heads, and kill the original gods. The one-armed old man sighed.

At this moment, Shi Hao's cold hair stood on end, the so-called ominous, that terrible weirdness, the impact was so far-reaching? He thought of several things at once.

The blood-stained black ancient ship drifted in the void, Shi Hao had boarded the ship, and it was on the altar there that he first learned about the Seven Kings of the Frontier Wilderness.

And on that ship, there was weirdness, there was ominousness, and there was a king who suppressed the weirdness with his own corpse!

What's even more terrifying is that there is also a stone tripod there, which contains many bloody heads, which are the heads of immortal figures!

When was it killed, how was it cut down, is it also a strong man who has been eroded by ominous?

In addition, not long ago, he had also entered the fairy realm, and was despised, despised and looked down upon by the creatures there, and at the same time, the people in the fairy realm were also on guard, afraid of being polluted by the people of the nether realm, and guarding against ominous.

These...... It's all big deals!

"Back then, someone knew about these things, and they shouldn't be slandered, there were true immortals still alive in the Nine Heavens, didn't those two or three people stand up?"

Shi Hao was stunned, there are true immortals in the nine heavens? What a terrible thing this is, why hasn't he ever been in a battle!?

"Demon Dragon Dao Sect, Sword Valley, what is their attitude?" the old man asked.

"They are the ones who call our people the descendants of the blood of sin!" Shi Hao replied.

The old man's expression turned cold, and he asked again, "Did the sleeping true immortals of the Bronze Immortal Hall come out and scold them?"

"Bronze Immortal Palace, there are true immortals, sleeping there?" Shi Hao was shocked, he and the heirs of the Immortal Hall had fought all the way, fierce battles, and were hostile to each other.

When the old man heard this, he immediately understood everything and sighed.

"Did the battle with Kunpeng blind their eyes with blood?" the old man whispered again, and then he roared angrily.

Everyone will be angry, they will shed blood and fight here, killing only the old, weak, sick and disabled, but the clansmen in the rear are slandered, harmed, nailed to the pile of shame, and called the descendants of the blood of sin!

"The Vermilion Bird King died early, and if he had a fiery temper, he would definitely kill him back, regardless of it!" said the one-armed old man.

Shi Hao was in a trance, and his heart was terrifying, because in such a moment, he had learned many secrets, and the words that spread could shake the ages.

"It's a pity, I can't do it, I can't leave now, the city is here, the city is dead!" the old man sighed faintly. (To be continued.) )