It took Xin Zhuo nearly a day to rush back to the middle of the Ruins Plain, where Yuan Qingshuang was, only to see that the fog in front of him was gone, only the huge collapsed mountain and river, like the remains of a natural disaster.

But where are the people like Sai Qingzhu and Murong Xiu?

He sat in a hidden corner, waited silently for three hours, and still no one returned, but Xiao Huang came out of nowhere, with a big belly and a round waist, a wicked smile, shaking his head, and spitting out: "The master is more majestic, and his strength has grown again, it's too sassy."

Xin Zhuo couldn't help scratching his nose, and for a while he still couldn't accept that Xiao Huang could speak, so he asked after a while, "Where have you been?"

Xiao Huang stood upright, triumphant: "Thousands of miles away, all psychic little monsters, all respect us as kings, the master wants to eat the delicacies of the mountains and seas or play with the girl, squeak, the little ones will do it!"

Xin Zhuo couldn't help scolding: "You get out of the way for me, I think I have been sven for half my life, righteous and awe-inspiring, how can I teach you such a thing."

Xiao Huang immediately sat on the ground, pulled the dog's mouth, and entered the state of a cute little earth dog, wagging his tail frantically, simply deadly.

Xin Zhuo threw out the [Nine Ring Jade Pure Bottle] and continued to warm up the soreness of his body caused by the breakthrough too quickly, and silently looked into the distance.

The wind blew the earth, whirring, and there was a vast expanse near and far.

The sun sets, the morning light appears, and the night passes in a flash, and still no one appears.

He got up suddenly, patted the dust on his body at some point, and turned to walk into the distance.

The napping little jute slipped up and followed: "What's wrong?" Don't wait for Murong Bald and Sai Qingzhu? ”

Xin Zhuo shook his head and said: "Don't wait, my experience is not as easy as they say, Yuan Ji Realm, may be recruited by many forces, but I can't explain the affairs of the ancient clan, and I don't bother to explain."

Also, Da Luo, Da Yan, and Bauhinia Holy Land, they will definitely not give up, even if I enter the Half-Saint, Dongfang and the Soul Destroyer will definitely fight with me, this is hatred from the bones, why bother them? ”

Xiao Huang thought for a moment and said, "It seems like that's the case, so where are we going?"

Xin Zhuo looked to the east: "Go to the imperial capital of the Great Zhou!"

Before, he didn't know what the origin was, but now that he had obtained this wisp of pure spiritual origin of heaven and earth, he suddenly remembered that under the imperial capital of the Great Zhou, there seemed to be a wisp.

At that time, he lived in the palace for a while, and once vaguely felt a trace of unusual aura, and it was difficult for him to explain why he felt it with his own state at that time. Whether it is or not, this kind of thing, it is difficult to find, and it is too difficult to integrate, the family on the mountain does not mention it, if he wants the oath he boasted when he left the Great Luo Sect to become a reality, and to attack the East and the Soul Destroyer first, and destroy the Great Luo and Dayan, he must break through as soon as possible and reach the semi-holy realm within a hundred years.

More than fifty years to go!

This time is a long time for mortals, it may be a lifetime, but after experiencing the forty years of seclusion of heaven and man, he feels that this time still flies quickly.

"Within fifty years, enter the half-saint and destroy Da Luo and Da Yan!"

He muttered, and took Xiao Huang straight to the eastern sky.

The Qingshuang Ruins Plain is 100,000 miles away from the Great Zhou Empire, and the mountains, rivers and martial arts in the vicinity are suppressed by the two holy places of Yuheng and Tianji, and there are many domineering warriors along the way, but fortunately, no one pays attention to the one person and one dog who are speeding along the path.

The journey of 100,000 miles, with Xin Zhuo's footsteps, even if you hurry up and don't eat or drink, it will take a month or two.

Nineteen days later, they arrived at the Tianwei Mountain Range, which was nothing surprising except that it was taller, except that there was a battle of annihilation going on in the north of the mountain range.

The Great Dry Holy Dynasty and the Bigan Kingdom!

One side has many generals and is as imposing as a rainbow; One side fought to the death to defend the country.

More than 700,000 troops on both sides, in the endless plain area, crashed into one place, and for a moment the drums were beating, the war horses neighed, and the shouts of killing shook the sky.

Xin Zhuo took Xiao Huang to stand on the top of the mountain and watched silently for a while, and his thoughts inexplicably returned to the Western Regions back then.

In those years, Jin Ge's iron horse swallowed thousands of miles like a tiger, the sons and daughters under his command in those years regarded death as home, and the glory of the Western Qin Army in those years......

He once thought that that was his Xin Zhuo's entrepreneurship, and that breaking the ground to build a country and becoming a king and emperor was his ultimate destination.

It's a pity that this world is not a feudal society, but a battle between heaven and earth, demons and demons, and the chaos and strangeness in it are more exciting than the fantasy he saw in his previous life, he has to think of a way to climb up, where will he climb in the future, he doesn't know, maybe ......

Until you reason with that family another day, and then find the girl in white, find a secret place, and live forever?

He watched it for a long, long time, he didn't even know how to win or lose, it didn't matter anymore.

Continue to hurry with Xiao Huang.

On the twenty-seventh day, we arrived at the holy city more than 40 years ago, but unfortunately the ruins of the holy city have grown a large area of weeds, ruins and broken walls, rocks, and dead trees, a desolate scene, no longer the glory of the past.

According to passers-by, gambling has continued in the past few decades, but it has nothing to do with this place.

I don't know where Li Guangling and Prophet Gou ran away, and whether they would have been killed in that fight?

Forty-fifth day later, they arrived in the territory of the Great Zhou Kingdom.

How long has it been since you set foot on this land?

It has been ten years since the dry spirit mountain stream, one year after returning to the Xuantian Sword Sect, more than a year since Weiyang City went to the Holy City, and forty-two years since Langxian Town, which is more than fifty years.

The little emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Ji Yu, is only afraid of being in his sixties, right? The sacrifice spirit shows that he is already in the Yin Void Realm, and if his appearance has not changed, he may have grown a beard and can call himself an old man.

Xin Zhuo smiled, when he got here, he was not in a hurry, and took Xiao Huang to take a leisurely stroll to take a look.

Along the way, I saw that the Great Zhou Empire was very large, and the criminal laws of the state capital along the way were strict, and the soldiers, merchants, scholars, and martial artists were relatively peaceful, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment.

The governance of the country is good.

Occasionally take a stop on the side of the road, drink a bowl of herbal tea, and all you see and hear is how your majesty is wise and martial today, defeating the Great Song Dynasty in a certain year, defeating Dajing in a certain year, and denouncing corrupt officials in a certain year.

Just listening to it, Xin Zhuo felt that something was wrong, this current emperor seems to be less than fifty years old, which does not match Ji Yu's age, and changed the emperor?

I wanted to ask, but how do ordinary people know about the royal situation? Who dares to call the emperor's name?

With full of doubts, I continued on the road and arrived at Ping'an County, two hundred miles from Gyeonggi West Road, that's right, this is the Ping'an County at the northern foot of Fulong Mountain, which was robbed by a group of thieves three times and five times, and somehow was moved here.

At this moment, the county is in a mess, and the people are in groups, wanting to cry without tears.

Looks like he's been robbed again?

Xin Zhuo looked around and asked a man on the side of the road: "Dare to ask, what's wrong?"

The man couldn't cry or laugh, and said: "I don't know where a group of thieves came, claiming to be the king of Xinzhuo of Fulong Mountain, who just entered the city to rob and put down a group of officials, neither robbing money nor killing people, smashing everywhere, and losing money after the fight, and now they have run away, it is really strange, Gyeonggi Heavy Land, they are not afraid of death?"

Xin Zhuo and Xiao Huang glanced at each other: "?"

(End of chapter)