A lonely city, stationed in the towering wall, divides the boundary under the sky into two distinct parts.

On the west side of the city, the eyes are endless, and the yellow sand is thousands of miles.

On the east side of the city, the green hills are hazy, and the sky is longitudinal and horizontal.

Longtou Pass is the place of fierce battle between Dayu and Xiqiang, over the years, the war continues, the land west of the city continues to suffer from iron hooves, serious desertification.

In the spring of this year, the Qiang people deliberately sprinkled grass seeds, and the rain was more than in previous years, and the sand ridge showed a light green color.

The title of Longtou Pass has become a thing of the past, and now there is a new name, called "East Wolf Pass".

Because this Xiongguan lying on the top of the Qiang people was taken by the army led by the East Wolf King, the Qiang King was overjoyed, announced the Qiang land, and sent a golden plaque, hanging on the city.

This Xiongguan became the palace of the Eastern Wolf King, and in the center of the open space in the main city, a large golden tent stood in it.

The sun is shining at night, and it is already unitary time.

As in the past, the East Wolf King pretended to read the battle report sent from Fenglindu in the big tent for a while, and on the metal shelves in the big tent, the meat was fragrant and the wine was strong.

There is nothing to see in the battle report, on both sides of Fenglindu, although the Dayu naval army occasionally marches, but can not penetrate deep into the land, the Qiang people are not good at water warfare, do not seek merit but seek no fault, only defend, the two sides have been stalemate from last autumn to the spring of this year, and the two sides have gradually died down.

After the Qiang people won the Longtou Pass and successively broke through the two cities of "Huangshui" and "Hukou", the credit naturally fell on the head of the East Wolf King, and he was in the limelight in the West Qiang, and he also swelled, in order to show his diligent virtue, reading the war report became his daily compulsory course.

He walked to the table, and was about to drink all the wine brought by the maid, when suddenly the panicked shouts of the soldiers came from outside the big tent.

Immediately afterward, the top of the golden tent was lifted open by a hurricane, and a huge black shadow covered the sky and the sun, towering in front of him.

"Who ......" The East Wolf King instinctively wanted to shout "help", but when the words came to his mouth, he suddenly became dumb.

A chill rose from the soles of his feet and spread throughout his body, almost suffocating.

At the same time, the golden tent was surrounded by a dense fog that could not be dissolved, and it was cold and biting, completely isolating him from tens of thousands of soldiers.

The Eastern Wolf King looked around in shock, but completely lost his direction.

At this moment, a young man in a feather coat stood in front of him.

When he saw the person's face clearly, his soul suddenly went out of his body and he collapsed to the ground.

"It's you...... Plentiful...... Spare your life......" The Eastern Wolf King's face stiffened, and he begged for mercy in a low voice while drooling.

Yan Yun originally came here with a murderous aura, but when he saw this scene, the surging killing intent suddenly cooled.

Now it was different when he only had to stretch out a finger to kill this man, as easily as pinching an ant to death.

If he was willing, it would be easy for him to slaughter all the tens of thousands of people in this dragon head pass, but it was easy to kill, and it was even more difficult to control his killing intent.

He and the Eastern Wolf King are already in a completely different plane, whether to kill him or not depends on one thought!

"Where's my brother and father?" Yan Yun asked.

"Wu ...... Wu Wei ...... "The Eastern Wolf King stammered, but he couldn't straighten his tongue.

"Ask you again, where is my father and brother?" Blood appeared in Yan Yunxing's eyes.

"Zhenguo Gonghe...... and two generals, Ben ...... Wolf...... The villain has been buried thickly, and it is ...... It's ...... the city" The East Wolf King pinched his thigh this time, and spit out this silent sentence.

"Take me!" Yan Yun flicked his sleeves, rolled up the bloated body of the Eastern Wolf King, swept his gaze again, rolled the room full of wine jars into the storage bag, summoned the human-faced vulture, and soared into the sky.

The Eastern Wolf King was blown by the swept gale, his face was deformed, and when he came back from his trance, he found himself in mid-air, and below the slightest white cloud, the majestic dragon head was only the size of a basket.

"Where is my father and brother buried, show the way!" Yanyun Road.

"That's it...... Right there! The East Wolf King's mouth and nose were poured into the wind, and tears and snot flowed, and he pointed to a rising hill outside the city.

Immediately afterwards, the East Wolf King saw another flower in front of him, and then the sky swirled, and he fainted.

Although the mountains are high, the shady places are sheltered from the north wind, and the ravines are full of tall trees.

Just at the highest place of this mountain top facing south, facing the verdant, there are three large tombs, and a monument is erected in front of the tomb, which respectively depicts the words "the tomb of the general Yanchang of the Guogong Wuwei of Dayu Town", "the tomb of the general Yanlong of Dayu Longtou Guan" and "the tomb of Yanhu, the second general of Dayu Longtou Guan".

In front of the tombstone, there are also some remnants of wine and meat, which have been eaten by insects and ants due to the wind and sun.

Yan Yun took out three jars of wine from the storage bag and sprinkled them in front of the three big tombs, and sorrow came from it, knelt on the ground, and cried loudly.

"Father, two brothers, the clouds have come to see you......"

In the middle of the night, Yan Yun touched the strange person Neidan in the dantian with his mana, and at the same time, he possessed his body with his true qi, turned into meat and mud, and drilled into the cracks in the rocks.

After a while, he reappeared in front of the tomb, his teeth clenched and his face pale.

The soul of the father and brother did not enter the underworld, but was sucked away!

Others can't see this, but for Yan Yun, who has mastered the Ghost Soul Banner and has the help of the Ghost King, he can see through it at a glance.

Who did this to you?

It has nothing to do with the Dream Spirit Sect!

Or rather, the monks who use the Wraith Banner can't get out of the relationship!

Those who can absorb the souls of the living in full view of everyone must be monks, and the use of blinding techniques has reached an extraordinary height, which is not something that those eunuchs holding soul flags in the royal city can do!

The most suspicious, of course, is the group of Liu Sang who appeared in Lianyun Village!

The Eastern Wolf King lay on the ground with his face down, gnawed half of his mouth of mud, and his face ached for a while, only to see a foot kicking his face.

When he looked up in a daze, he remembered the scene that had happened before, and he hurriedly got up, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing like pounding garlic.

Yan Yun asked, "Who erected these three tombstones?" ”

No matter how confused the East Wolf King is, he has to seize this only chance to live, and said loudly: "Fight on the battlefield, each for its own master, I am the strongest person in Daqiang, the villain admires Yan Dashuai and the two generals so much, so he ordered people to bury them and worship them with wine and meat......"

Yan Yun's face sank like water, looked up at the sky, and said: "To the west of Fenglindu, there are still many people in Dayu, I hope you will be kind." ”

The East Wolf King knelt on the ground and swore to the sky: "Rest assured, the villain will send an order to the three armies to compassionate the people of Dayu, if there is a violation, the heavens and the earth ......will be destroyed."

As soon as he finished speaking, a giant bird suddenly appeared, only to see Yan Yun leap up, soar into the sky, and soon disappeared without a trace.

"Shangxian...... Knock on the fairy ......"

The East Wolf King shouted, bowing down, and throwing his five bodies to the ground.

He couldn't figure out how Yan Yun, who was stopped and killed by the two bear girls, would appear in front of him with such an elusive attitude.

He was even more glad that if Yan Chang's father and son had not been buried with a bowful funeral, his life would have been lost!

Above the clouds, Yan Yun's expression was depressed.

When he was in the Yuzhu Pavilion of Lianyun Village, ten thousand souls surged, and he saw three battle spirits using horse lances.

Unfortunately, because of the distance, and because it was the time of the battle, the revenant souls shuttled like rain, and he couldn't see whether the three souls were his father and brother.

Since the outbreak of large-scale fighting in Dayu and Xiqiang, hundreds of thousands of soldiers have died on both sides alone, and if the civilians are added, the death toll will be in the millions.

The number of dead souls in Lianyun Village is no more than 100,000 at most, including war spirits, the souls of ordinary people and a small number of monks, and a huge number of dead souls do not know where they are.

In addition, whether it is the nine-character mantra talisman or the four-evil talisman, it can make the soul of the dead disappear, and the duel with the monk of the Dream Spirit Sect means that there will be countless people whose souls will be destroyed and will not be able to be reborn!

These people are tragic in life and miserable in death, how innocent are they?

Of course, those who are implicated may also include their own father and brother.

But as Yu Zhenzi said, it is the basic responsibility of a monk to punish evil and destroy demons, and to survive the path pursued despite death.

There are some things that have to be done, even if it is difficult.

Yan Yun frowned, full of depression and difficult to dispel.

"Quack—"

The human-faced vulture, perhaps sensing its master's uneasiness, let out a low chirp.

Yan Yun's disordered mood was interrupted, and he glanced at the human-faced vulture, only to find that it was not as energetic as when he first saw it, and Ling Yu was also a little thinner.

Although there is no shortage of flying birds and birds in this high sky, the human-faced vulture did not devour them, so it can be seen that Scar does not know much about this bird, and may also deliberately lie to each other.

Only then did Yan Yun remember that it had probably not eaten for a long time.

What to eat?

Yan Yun wiped the storage bag, took out a few low-grade spirit stones from it, and put them in the palm of his hand.

The human-faced vulture looked at it, and it didn't seem to be interested, but it was probably really hungry, and it was reluctant to swallow one with its huge beak.

Suddenly, the human-faced vulture spread its wings and circled rapidly, its cry tending to be high-pitched, as if excited.

Seeing this, Yan Yun threw up all the spirit stones in his hand.

As soon as the human-faced vulture turned around, it caught the spirit stone and couldn't wait to swallow it in its belly.

But it was still not satisfied, and the pupils above the human face were full of longing.

Yan Yun had no choice but to grab another twenty or so spirit stones and throw them into the air.

The human-faced vulture flies like electricity, and with extreme speed, it contains all the spirit stones into its beak.

The feathers of this bird slowly exude a layer of luster like a long drought and rain, and on the top of its head, a crown of flesh as gray as a mountain stone is also rejuvenated, gradually bulging, opening like a sunset, bright red like a drop.

"Quack—"

The deep eagle eyes of the human-faced vulture suddenly looked in the northwest direction, and let out several short chirps in succession, as if warning them.

At the same time, inside Yan Yun's sleeve pocket, the ghost king was shrunk in the netherworld mist and shivering!

Yan Yunjian's eyebrows twisted, and the mana poured into his ears and eyes, overlooking the northwest.

In the twilight, the yellow sand of the Gobi is as rugged as the withered chest of an old farmer, stretching endlessly.

The slanting sun reflects the wilderness, and the feeling of the sky and the earth is wide spontaneously, and there is a trace of blood from the bottom of the heart, stirring in the chest!

Under the desperate eyes, the voice like Hong Zhong Dalu sounded in Yan Yun's mind for no reason.

"The heart is born of things...... Death from the ...... The machine is ...... in sight"

Yan Yun's eyes stinged, and two lines of blood suddenly flowed from the corners of his eyes, dripping down his cheeks.

His eyes were bloodshot, as if they were about to burst open, and he covered them with his hands, but he could not stop them from fissing.

The two vertical eyes pushed his palms open, and the whole world was in full view.

Yan Yun was shocked to find that the objects in front of him were no longer what he saw, and the dense lines of warp and weft outlined the air, sunlight, sky, and yellow sand......