Song Yun chose to leave quietly and did not disclose it to the public.

For the Terrans in the Northwest, and even the Terrans in the whole world, it may be better to believe that Emperor Xuan has always stood by their side.

Walking out of the camp, Song Yun raised his head slightly, looking at the turbulent sky of the barbarian era, his figure gradually became transparent, and finally disappeared completely......

With a bang, the water splashed, and he walked out of the long river of time, looking at the mighty flowing water and the changing scenes on the water.

"It's all done at last."

The phantom of the spirit of heaven and earth appeared in front of him, and the brilliant invisible light and shadow swayed, making a deep sound:

"No, there's one last step."

"Huh? Is there anything else to prepare? ”

"Anthy."

“…… I have to take care of everything by myself. ”

Song Yun followed the guidance and walked to the source of the long river of time, which was the beginning of the world, the beginning of all stories, and the origin of all cause and effect.

He jumped down and stood in the midst of desolation and chaos, his palms flipping, and several arrays appeared.

He is to set up a battle in Ansi.

All of the [Zhencheng Warriors] talents, the mechanism for killing enemies to obtain martial arts cultivation points, and the functions of [Void Storage Box] and [Anzai Real-time Map] had to be created by himself.

In addition, there is a large hidden array covering Anxi, which can make the secrets here hidden from the heavenly demons and ghosts.

This remote part of the northwest, which looks unremarkable, will become the most special region in the world.

The formation was quite large, and it took a whole month to set it up.

It is only at this moment that the preparations are complete.

The rest is left to the long time.

I don't know how many thousands of years have passed, and the wind and sand blow every day, and the grass and trees grow, covering the formation layer by layer.

All traces of man-made gradually disappeared, and the formation and Anxi were completely integrated, and they were naturally formed under the power of the years, as if it had been like this from the beginning......

After Song Yun left, Yin Han was the first to get the message.

In the letter, Song Yun claimed that he wanted to "travel far away", and he did not know where to go, did not know the date of return, and perhaps would not return until tens of thousands of years later.

At the same time, all the human races in the northwest will be entrusted to this junior disciple to manage, so that he can get ready.

When Yin Han received the news, he was stunned and quietly set off to return to the northwest, but he could no longer perceive the trace of the white robe.

"It won't be back until tens of thousands of years later?" He couldn't help but mumble to himself.

"How far does this have to go to take tens of thousands of years?"

Yin Han was destined to have no answer, and after standing for a long time, he still began to accept the Northwest Terran according to Song Yun's instructions.

A few days later, the other three emperors received a message from Song Yun and learned about Yunyou.

When everyone hurried to Anxi, they only saw Yin Han who was busy before and after.

"Emperor Xuan's eccentricity......" Seeing this, Xuanwu was secretly a little distressed.

Yin Han arrived a few days early, got the tokens and orders left by Song Yun, and naturally incorporated several major tribes in the northwest, very quickly.

He was originally responsible for opening up the southwest, and now he owned the entire vast land in the west, nearly half of the country.

The ambitious Yellow Emperor Xuanwu was naturally greedy.

Of course, no matter how greedy he was, Xuan Wu didn't dare to disobey Song Yun's orders, so he could only go back to his own territory in disgrace.

Qingdi Taizhu looked at the empty tent of Emperor Xuan, and sighed lightly, "I was born when the human race was in distress, and I retired when the human race won a great victory, such a demeanor, I can't do it." ”

After that, he drifted away, and began to retreat and retreat, not asking about the world.

In the tens of thousands of years that followed, the four emperors were basically concentrating on cultivation instead of fighting for hegemony, which was completely affected by Song Yun's actions.

Even the Yellow Emperor Xuanwu didn't spend too much energy on mundane affairs.

Therefore, the four emperors have all cultivated to a higher realm, and after 60,000 years, Qinghuang and Yin Han, who have the highest talents, are already hitting the peak of human immortals, and the worst Yellow Emperor Xuanwu also has the middle stage of human immortals.

Unfortunately, the long-term retreat and cultivation also led to the omission of their rule, and the Heavenly Demons and Heavenly Demons took advantage of the situation to secretly develop believers, and finally the Heavenly Court successfully rose, once again plunging the human race into danger.

At the time of life and death, Song Yun returned again, and the five emperors gathered in Anxi, just like back then.

After a fierce battle to the death, the five of them killed several immortals, suppressed the Gate of Heaven, and bought another 40,000 years for the world.

Later, the Great Xia Emperor unified the world, allowing the human race to achieve 40,000 years of peaceful development and a brilliant civilization.

But Qi's desire for control led him to embark on a path of forbidden martial arts, trying to curb the force of the people of the world in order to achieve complete control of the imperial power.

In the end, Song Yun joined forces with Jia Xuan and Li Qingshan to kill Emperor Qi and destroy Great Xia.

Without the emperor's suppression, the seal of the Heavenly Gate was loosened, and the immortals tried to descend to the world.

Song Yun forcibly lifted Yangcheng to a height of 10,000 zhang and blocked the Gate of Heaven again.

However, the beings in the world who have been suppressed by the emperor for too long are all in unison, and there is no one who is strong.

The heavenly demons and heavenly ghosts have no checks and balances, and they remotely control the situation through the heavenly gate, causing chaos in the world.

The world is torn apart, the kingdoms are at war, the population is drastically reduced, and the heavenly demons and demons are constantly creating killing and fear, so as to devour the power of the origin between heaven and earth.

The origin of this world has dried up and is about to collapse.

When the world had only seventy years to live, an unconscious young man lay at the gate of the Anxi military town and was rescued by an old soldier......

Anxi Ren Tu, the white-robed sword god, can be called a legend, although it is as short as a meteor, but it makes the strong people of all countries unforgettable.

Now, this white robe is coming back.

After setting up the formation, Song Yun's figure disappeared again, returning to the source of the long river of time.

Then go down the river to the end of the long river, the infinitely extended "now", and plunge into it.

A hundred years of troubled times, the smoke is lost.

This is the last era, and the most chaotic era.

In the depths of the desert in the northwest, the war-torn Anxi military town is empty at the moment, with only sand grains all over the ground and some abandoned ordnance that has not had time to be cleaned up.

A few months later, the troops of the prospective country entered Anxi twice, but as a result, the generals Meng Su and Nanhai Wusheng Huo Yi were both killed when they entered the city.

Jingguo took two large-scale actions in a row, mobilized the army, and as a result, he lost his troops and returned in vain, this scene was seen by many people, and the news could no longer be hidden.

For a time, the whole country was terrified, and rumors spread.

Many people say that this is the fierce spirit of the Anxi people who have not been extinguished, and they are helping the Tang Kingdom to defend the city!

Anxi will always be a forbidden place for Jingren! Death when you enter the city!

There are different opinions, and the more it spreads, the more mysterious it becomes, and the hearts of the people and the army are shaken, but King Jing has not spoken out for a long time, causing the people below to panic even more.

And Bai Yingqi, the surviving head of the Bai family, after fleeing back to China in a hurry, also closed his door and refused to see guests, which proved from the side that Jing Jun was indeed in trouble in Anxi.

Anti-war voices soon appeared among the people of Jing Guoguo.

A hundred years of turmoil have been fought to the present, and there is no end in sight to the melee, and the people of all countries are struggling to survive.

Jingguo often won battles before, expanded its territory, plundered resources, everyone could taste the sweetness, the whole country was united, and the cohesion was still very strong.

But since meeting Song Yun, the fortunes of the country have taken a sharp turn, gradually losing more and winning less, and the territory has not changed for more than ten years, but has been spending money and dying.

Discontent began to build up in the hearts of the people.

This time, the "Anxi Withdrawal Incident" directly became the fuse.

"Strike! Strike! "Someone started marching in the streets.

"After so many years of fighting, the national strength is getting weaker and weaker, why not stop the war?"

"Recuperate, this is the principle of heaven!"

In the capital of Jingguo, people raised their arms and shouted in the streets, putting pressure on the royal palace and trying to change the national policy.

The palace guards lined up with swords and waited for them, but when they saw the people who were in front, they were dumbfounded and began to make trouble.

The call for a strike was not only for the common people, but also for a large number of children of officials and businessmen, who could have enjoyed a luxurious life, but had to worry about being forcibly conscripted into the army by the Jing army all day long, so the desire to oppose the war was particularly strong.

There are also many dignitaries and celebrities in the academic circles who also hope to return to normal life.

They sent their henchmen to participate in the demonstration, and some even sat in luxurious sedan chairs to participate in the demonstration, and at a glance they knew that their status was extraordinary, and the guards did not dare to offend, so they could only be forced to retreat step by step by the procession.

But if you retreat one more street, you will reach the palace.

"Bold! Are you going to rebel? A young general slapped his horse out and shouted loudly.

He is Mengsu's eldest son Meng Kuo, after learning that his father died in Anxi, he has always hoped for revenge.

Although Meng Kuo is young, he is already a master at the peak of his innateness, and his rank and status are very high, he stood up, and the guards were much tougher, and they drew their long knives one by one and forced them over, and the demonstration team was blocked for a while.

As a result, a sentence suddenly popped up in the crowd:

"If the generals of your Meng family are useful and win two battles, the country will not be in such a difficult situation!"

Meng Kuo was so angry that he smoked.

"Who! Who's making a big fuss? Give Ben will stand up! ”

No one stepped forward, but everyone stared at him with mocking eyes.

Meng Yu is young and vigorous, how can he ever suffer such a? With a snort, he pulled out his long knife and warned sharply:

"Get out of this long street, or you will be seen as complicit!"

"I count to three, and those who don't retreat die!"

"One, two, three!"

No one retreated.

Meng Kuo was angry and anxious, but he didn't dare to hurt the killer, so he froze in place for a while, and some couldn't get off the stage.

But a cold light flashed in the air.

Burst.

A whole row of people in front of him was instantly beheaded by Gangqi, and half of their bodies flew out, with minced flesh all over the ground, and blood soaked the long street!

With a bang, the crowd of demonstrators fell into chaos, and people fled in all directions in fright, crowded and trampled each other, and many people were trampled to death.

A tall and thin man slowly flew down from the air, it was Zhao Buqun, the martial saint who came from the South China Sea.

This person is friends with Huo Yi. Huo Yi died violently in Anxi, he was naturally annoyed in his heart, he happened to find the demonstrative crowd, and heard the warning again, and a dark red light flashed in his eyes.

Zhao Buqun is an outsider, and he is a high-ranking martial saint, so he has no scruples and blatantly kills people on the street!

When Meng Kuo saw this tragic scene, the anger in his heart vanished, and his face turned pale with fright.

"This, how is this good!"

Zhao Buqun is angry, I don't know how many celebrities in Jingguo have been killed, these are all people with identity and background, and some of them can be treated politely even if King Jingyi sees them.

Now they are slaughtered in the streets like pigs and dogs, and their corpses are trampled into pulp.

When the news spreads, it will surely completely intensify the contradictions between the main battle faction and the main peace faction!

"What are you doing? Help! Carry the wounded away and restore order as soon as possible! Meng Kuo hurriedly shouted at the surrounding guards.

The guards were also stupid, and only then did they react and rush up to save people.

Zhao Buqun sneered: "These chaotic ministers and thieves are trying in vain to storm the palace, even if my subordinates are merciful if they don't kill them all, what is there to save?" ”

Meng Kuo was a little displeased, and reminded: "Venerable Zhao, this is Jingguo's internal affairs, and how to deal with it has to be decided by our King Jing." ”

Zhao Buqun seemed to have heard a joke, raised his head and laughed, "Young people should use their brains more, your King Jing is a strong person in the Daowu Fellow Practitioners, ranking among the top ten in the world, can't you sense the situation here?" ”

These words were like a basin of ice water poured down, and Meng Yu suddenly shuddered.

King Jing Yi hid in the palace and did not show up, and let Zhao Buqun be this villain, he had already expressed his attitude.

Not only to fight, but also to suppress all those who oppose the war with iron and blood!

Such an extreme attitude shocked the main battle faction of Mengkuo.

"What the hell is the king thinking?"

Zhao Buqun patted Meng Kuo's shoulder, "This battle must be fought, maybe you will follow me on the expedition, young people work hard, and strive to kill a few more Tang people!" ”

Looking at the tragic situation on the long street, Meng Kuo's heart was confused, and he nodded sluggishly, "Going on the expedition?" When will you go on the expedition? ”

Zhao Buqun smiled meaningfully, "Don't worry, the show is still to come, our real powerhouse hasn't made a move yet!" ”

"In a hundred years of troubled times, it's just some ordinary people fighting wars, even if the Anxi people are slaughtered, they are just ordinary characters."

"The real fairy characters are mostly laid out behind the scenes, but they are also about to appear......"

Similar scenes have occurred in many countries.

Liang, Chen, and Cai in the south, and Liao and Lu in the north, all had the same public grievances, and anti-war demonstrations broke out one after another, and then they were brutally suppressed.

Even if this kind of repression is easy to provoke a stronger backlash, the monarchs of all countries don't care, they will fight no matter what, and they must break through the Tang State at all costs!

The Tang State was one against six, even with the help of the East China Sea Scattered Cultivator under the command of Canghai Ke, the pressure was still huge, and the domestic people's livelihood withered, which was even worse than other countries.

But there were no anti-war demonstrations in the Tang Kingdom, because they had no choice, and it was the Six Nations that had been attacking them, and they did not even accept the surrender, and they wanted to slaughter the entire Tang Kingdom.

The Tang people hated the Six Kingdoms to the core, and they fought against the water, gritting their teeth and persevering.

Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Kingdom, was captured by the Jing army more than ten years ago, and then after a fierce tug-of-war, it changed hands several times, and was finally recaptured by the Tang army.

Tang King Li Tianyang immediately declared Chang'an the capital, even though it was very close to the front line.

Guards the kingdom of kings!

At this moment, in the palace hall of Chang'an, Li Tianyang was meeting an old man with gray hair.

The old man was dressed in a green lily, with a hat hanging behind his back, dressed as a simple fisherman, but Li Tianyang got up to greet him and enthusiastically helped the old man to sit down.

When the old man sat down tremblingly, he sat back on his throne and asked puzzledly:

"Venerable, what is the origin of those scattered cultivators in the South China Sea, and why are there so many Martial Saints and Ghost Immortals?"

The old man closed his eyes slightly, as if he remembered many past events, and then slowly spoke:

"This is going to talk about the emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty."

(End of chapter)