There is a limit to human memory.

Even if the memory is as strong as Bai Xiao, it is impossible to record every bit of life in every detail, and some things will inevitably be forgotten after a long time, such as the gray piece of flesh held in the hand by the corpse.

If it weren't for being spread out in front of him, Bai Xiao would really be about to forget about this thing.

It was Wu Fan's remains.

When Bai Xiao first came to Hongshan City, in order to infiltrate Zhu Junshen's laboratory to meet Qingyue privately, he once visited a deserter in the laboratory, and a special magic weapon that gained self-consciousness was lodged in the person's body, which was a dismal accident that Zhu Junshen had when he was experimenting with chaotic numbers. The magic weapon with the chaotic number can hide from the world, allowing Bai Xiao, who had nothing to do with the Demon Dao at that time, to sneak into the world's top Demon Dao laboratory. This kind of prop, even people who don't know anything about the Demon Dao, can understand its rare value, so since then, Bai Xiao has kept it in his animal skin bag and carried it closely.

Later, Bai Xiao advanced by leaps and bounds on the demon road, and the role of this thing became smaller and smaller, and it was soon completely forgotten, and it was only habitually placed on his waist or chest. The piece of meat was rotten at first, but when it was wrapped in a leather bag, the smell could not spread at all, and after a long time, the carrion became inactive, gray and depleted. Since there was no taste, and it did not hinder Bai Xiao's own magic energy operation, Bai Xiao fortunately regarded it as a souvenir. And the animal skin bag is also an out-and-out snow-capped strange thing, accompanied by Bai Xiao's southern expedition to the north, and even experienced the torrent of magic energy washed by foreign objects outside the sky, without any damage. It wasn't until this time that the corpse passed through the chest, and the hole was finally opened, and the contents were snatched away.

And it was only at this time that Bai Xiao finally realized why he was attacked by his compatriots.

"Original...... It's parasitic in here!?"

Seeing Bai Xiao's abruptness, the corpse nodded, squeezing out a mocking whistling sound from its shattered throat.

was mercilessly ridiculed, Bai Xiao also had nothing to say, after all, this matter was his fault first, and he was suddenly unconscious when he was boarded by the enemy of life and death, and the face of this snow mountain hunter was about to be lost.

Although Bai Xiao can also find many reasons and excuses: for example, the opponent is a foreign object outside the sky after all, and the means are unpredictable, such as the chaotic and chaotic magic weapon fragments are of a special nature and a thin sense of existence, and for example, he usually has more than ten animal skin bags on his body, which contain all kinds of universal props, this gray piece of meat is really not surprising...... But no amount of excuses can erase the cold reality.

He was parasitized to his chest by an extraterrestrial object.

"You woke up for it?"

The corpse sneered again, and at the same time stretched out his finger and pointed at the beating heart in Bai Xiao's chest cavity that had been dissected...... and a magic weapon that lodges next to the heart.

Bai Xiao was clear, and sure enough, the abundant demonic energy reaction on his body was also one of the reasons for their awakening, but compared to the extraterrestrial foreign bodies parasitic in the chaotic numbers, the ancestors of these tribes were still somewhat tolerant of the descendants who fell into the demon path.

Thinking of this, Bai Xiao was a little embarrassed, in the previous fierce battle, he thought that the opponent's target was his own life, so he tried his best to resist, and killed many ancestors with his own hands......

"Huh. ”

The corpse's throat squeezed out a whistling sound again.

Bai Xiao understood again.

"I see, as long as you don't die at the hands of a foreign body, you don't really die...... So, what were you fighting against?"

The corpse clenched its palms, and the gray lump of flesh turned into a mass of minced flesh in its hands.

Bai Xiao was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly said: "Monster ...... It's a man-demon war?!"

The breath in the corpse's throat was a little lighter, but it showed the contempt vividly, and it was obvious that the word man-demon war sounded like a joke to it.

Bai Xiao was suddenly full of interest, but before he could ask the question, the corpse handed the heavy battle axe in his right hand to Bai Xiao with a series of crisp sounds of bone friction.

Bai Xiao suddenly realized what the other party wanted to do.

He was silent for a moment, then reached out and took the tomahawk.

Unsurprisingly, the weight was unusual, and with his torn body, it was almost impossible to lift.

But no matter how many holes there were, could it still be worse than the tribal ancestor who had only one skeleton left? Since the other party intended to hand over the battle axe to him, he would follow anyway.

At this moment when the stubbornness was overflowing, Bai Xiao suddenly felt that the weight on his hand seemed to be a little lighter...... However, it wasn't that the Skyfall Tomahawk had become lighter, but that his strength had become stronger.

Bai Xiao watched as his arm, which had been cut to reveal white bones, reborn his muscles and skin at an astonishing speed, and recovered almost instantly, and under the contraction of the powerful muscles, the heavy tomahawk could finally barely leave the ground.

It's far less relaxed than the corpse in front of you, but it's ...... It was lifted up by him.

And the moment the tomahawk left the ground, countless fragmented images poured into his mind.

Bai Xiao saw the clouds that covered the sky and the sun, and under the clouds was the blood wind howling, and the hunter's keen sense of smell was instantly blocked by the rich bloody aura.

Everything that smelled of the sky and the earth was covered in blood, and all the colors in sight turned black and red...... This sudden change made Bai Xiao take a moment to get used to, and then when he looked closely, he found that the clouds above his head were actually dense monsters.

Tens of thousands...... No, it should be hundreds of millions of monsters.

It was an incredibly large demon army that had never been recorded in the history books of mankind.

Compared to this demon army that completely obscured the sun, the so-called main force of the demon clan that was heavily rendered in the history books of the Shengyuan Empire was like a boy scout reserve in a kindergarten.

But Bai Xiao can be sure that such a huge army is not recorded in any history book of human civilization, even in the wild history.

Because this is a very simple logical question: there is really such a huge army of demons, and the human race has long been extinct, where is there such a brilliant demon civilization today?

But Bai Xiao knew very well that the tribal ancestor in front of him could not have been specially hallucinated for him.

Everything in the picture is the real history that has actually happened.

"So, the main force of the demon clan was actually in the north?"

The corpse didn't answer, since it handed over the tomahawk to Bai Xiao, the momentum had rapidly declined, Bai Xiao understood the meaning of this, so he didn't ask more, but carefully understood the extra picture fragments in his mind.

The army of demons that covered the sky and the sun was not put on display, they quickly descended and dyed the earth as black as the sky.

The pure white snow-capped mountains in the north seem to be soaked in ink, and in the darkness, only a faint piece of pure white land remains.

It was the Pure Land that the warriors of the Snow Mountain Tribe defended with their lives.

Bai Xiao unexpectedly saw the tribal leader holding the Skyfall Battle Axe, but to his surprise, the tribal leader in this memory was far from the strength he showed against the sky when he just fought. In the face of the rolling demon army, the characteristics he showed were only very stubborn and would not retreat.

In terms of strength, it is about the same as his own after his transformation, and his skills are far inferior, and the Skyfall Divine Soldier is not as magical as the legend, and in Bai Xiao's opinion, it may not even be comparable to his own bone spear.

As for the warriors beside the leader, it is even more unbearable, the martial arts on their bodies can indeed see the shadow of many classics in later generations, but they are only shadows and prototypes, far from the stage of entering the house. Even when the warriors cooperate with each other, there are often flaws and loopholes, so that they are caught by monsters, causing tragic casualties.

This kind of rabble is in line with historical common sense - the ups and downs of tribal civilization are still making slow progress after all, in other words, the ancestors more than 2,000 years ago are unreasonably stronger than today's tribal masters, and the picture Bai Xiao sees is really normal.

With such a warrior alone, of course, he can't stop the demon clan's army that covers the sky and the sun...... But Bai Xiao quickly saw the doorway again.

Although the number of demons is large, it is a real rabble, most of them are the "bad demons" level recorded in the book, although the number is large, but it will not show a crushing situation as soon as it comes up, although the ancestors of the tribe are difficult to defend, but finally not to collapse at the touch of a button, but to maintain the battle line shaky.

It seems that the wind and rain are drifting, and it may collapse at any time, but the snow-white circle on the map has never broken, but has become more and more stable.

Because the tribal warriors on the front line are growing at an astonishing rate.

What can't kill them will only become nourishment for growth.

Bai Xiao witnessed the growth of this group of warriors, and on the first day, they were stumbling, and even had to fill the gap in the defense line at the cost of human lives - and the opponents were just a group of inferior demons that were inferior to the snow-capped beasts.

On the third day, the battle line was completely stabilized, and more than 300 snow-capped mountain soldiers stepped forward in multiple groups in turn, and the scene on the battlefield was even a little comical - some people were fighting bloodily in front, and some people were almost reclining on the bodies of their comrades to rest and make up for sleep.

By the fifth day, Bai Xiao could already see a little bit of the shadow of today's corpses from the ancestors of these tribes, their movements became swift and decisive, and even the strength of their physical bodies was increasing in great strides - slashing and slaying the demons, as if it would naturally bring the power of evolution.

As for the leaders who have always been at the forefront, they have been reborn.

Before the war, he was at most close to Bai Xiao's level a few months ago, but after just five days of fighting, he already had Bai Xiao's combat power at this time, and it was still evolving rapidly, and the battle axe in his hand had clearly become a little bigger - Bai Xiao was the first time he had seen a metal blade that would spontaneously multiply!

"I see, fighting to feed war, the demon clan still has this kind of wonderful use?"

For the hunters of the tribe, it is normal to evolve in the hunting ground, and a fierce beast not only means that it is full of treasures, but also means that after a hunt, the hunter's strength can increase by leaps and bounds.

But the efficiency is not as high as it is now, and almost every breath can become stronger.

This obviously has nothing to do with the talent and bloodline of the warriors, it is simply that the catalyst of the demon clan is good enough, and seeing those tribal warriors in his mind wantonly slaughtering the inferior demons, Bai Xiao couldn't help but feel envious.

If this was replaced by himself, I am afraid that he would have been killed as a god and Buddha at this time.

Time continued to pass in the footage, and soon the battle was on the fifteenth day.

At this time, the demons also realized that the simple inferior demons were purely to send tonics to the enemy, and the higher-level demons began to descend on the battlefield, and they did reverse the occupation for a time.

Bai Xiao clearly saw that there was a demon clan with a small body, but extremely fast speed and infinite penetrating power, and as soon as he appeared, he broke through an agile warrior who was good at throwing spears and bows and arrows.

There are also demons with round bodies that look like meat balls, thousands of meters away, releasing mind-disturbing fluctuations - and except for the leader of the tribe, the rest of the people obviously do not have forbidden demon bodies, and they can easily be disturbed by their five senses, and then suffer heavy losses in a compact battle line.

The battle line had to shrink further, the shift system was abolished immediately, and all the fighters had to go to the front line in person and fight until they fell completely.

Theoretically, this kind of sleepless battle will only drag everyone down, and in fact, hundreds of fighters did fall in the next battle.

Yet, nearly half of them persevered.

Those who persist are reborn, they don't need to rest at all, as long as they continue to hunt the demons, they can draw the nutrients they want from the corpses of the other party, and with their growth, the troops reinforced by the demons are no longer worried.

Whether it is a thorn demon with an uncertain body or a brain demon that directly shakes his will, he no longer poses any threat to the battle line, but has become high-quality nourishment, constantly nourishing the remaining warriors.

However, just as the situation stabilized again, the real disaster struck.

The picture became incomplete at this point, and Bai Xiao could only vaguely see a burning black fireball falling from the sky, smashing straight into the middle of the battle array.

Several warriors with infinite strength who tried to use brute force to force were wiped out on the spot, and even the tribal leader used the Skyfall Battle Axe to block it, but they were shocked by the aftermath, and the memory picture was also shattered.

When the picture is stable again, the battlefield has been reduced to purgatory.

There were only a dozen tribesmen left on the battlefield, and each of them was full of wounds and even human form.

But the demon army that covered the sky was also swept away, and the sky was not shrouded by black clouds, but it just appeared

In the end, standing in front of the tribesmen was a pitch-black behemoth...... It should be the leader of the demon race, but unfortunately, even if Bai Xiao reads through the history of the war between humans and demons, he can't identify its identity.

After all, it was chopped into a mess of rotten meat, and no matter how large it was, it was impossible to identify.

The demons have lost their leader and hundreds of millions of evil demon armies, although the people of the tribe have suffered heavy casualties, after all, they have achieved a brilliant victory, but the survivors do not have the joy of victory, they sway their bodies, like walking corpses on a rugged mountain road, the axe bearer takes the lead, and the look and pace are solemn.

I don't know how long this journey lasted, until the color of the sky turned gray, until the lone team became thinner, and the mountain road under his feet came to an end.

And at the end, there is despair.

They saw the border of the north, the great wall that covered the sky.

At this moment, Bai Xiao also realized what had happened, in the fierce battle with the demons, although these tribal warriors completely annihilated their opponents, they were also plotted and stayed in the virtual realm.

The warriors of the tribe feared no formidable foe, but knew little about the Void, and they had to use their own hands and feet to find their way home in the most clumsy way, and the end of the road was an impassable barrier.

Some in the team were desperate, some sighed, but the leader only raised his battle axe high and slashed at the impenetrable wall.

The battle axe that had smashed the demon general's smash left only a tiny ripple of shock on the giant wall, and the giant wall was stingy with even a crack...... But the bearer of the axe was not discouraged, but only rose to his strength, slashing at the great wall again and again.

At first, he was alone, but soon his companions joined in the futile struggle.

Everyone who has seen the barriers of the world will know that the huge wall that stands up to the sky and the earth is not only indestructible in terms of material, but also symbolizes the laws of the whole world. Cutting through this huge wall is as incredible as picking stars. Even if a god who can destroy hundreds of millions of demons with one hand, it is absolutely impossible to destroy this world...... However, the remnants of this tribe did not care about these common senses at all, and ignited the remnants of their lives at the end of the world.

After that, the picture is blurry and unrecognizable, but as long as you see the crack in the giant wall, the ending is self-evident.

Bai Xiao opened his mouth, he wanted to ask something, but he felt that it was unnecessary.

The ancestors of these tribes, with supreme perseverance, broke through the barriers of the world and forcibly opened a passage from the void to return to reality, however...... In the process, they have been assimilated into the void and are no longer "real people".

Although the passage is pierced, the moment they cross the passage, they will turn into dust.

For many people, it may be better to die in their homeland than to be a living wandering ghost, but obviously these people are not willing to give up, and they still have a heavy mission, that is, ......

"Are you waiting for the inheritor? and then you chose me?"

The corpse nodded, not making another mocking sound.

Bai Xiao groaned for a moment, and once again dissected the chest that had begun to heal, and next to the strong beating heart, a substantial magic weapon had been formed, like an ugly tumor.

"Are you sure?"

The corpse sneered, and then the withered arm struck to the side, and a broken bone knife flew into his palm.

Bai Xiao glanced at it and knew it in his heart.

It was a weapon cut from the leg bones of the red-veined wolf, and the dagger was the favorite weapon of the tribesmen before the extinction of the red-veined wolf. According to legend, the red-veined giant wolf was the natural enemy encountered by the first tribal immigrants after they came to the snowy mountains.

Cunning and powerful, they were once the overlords of the snowfields, and the tribesmen paid a terrible price to domesticate them, or rather eliminate them, and the legacy left by the wolves was an important material guarantee for the tribe when they settled in the polar regions.

So the meaning of this corpse is also obvious, they don't mind which race the power of the descendants borrow, as long as the dominant will still belongs to the tribe.

This is indeed the usual style of the tribe.

Bai Xiao smiled, closed his open chest, and then lifted the tomahawk again - this time, Bai Xiao only felt that the weight of the axe was much lighter, although it could not be said that he could use it freely, but he could at least wield it with all his might.

The corpse also nodded slightly, as if satisfied with the talent of its successor.

"Then, thank you for removing the parasitic foreign body for me, and thank you even more for the channel opened up by your obsession over the years, I will cherish this divine soldier......" After a pause, Bai Xiao said, "I guarantee that there will be thousands of foreign objects that die under the blade of the axe." ”

The corpse opened its mouth, as if in place of a smile.

"So, I'll take my leave......"

Bai Xiao didn't waste any more time greeting these respectable ancestors, after all, he was also in a hurry now...... Anyway, the passage between the virtual and real worlds is open, and it will be good to have the opportunity to catch up with them again in the future.

But before he could step away, someone grabbed him on the shoulder.

"What else?"

The corpse opened its mouth, as if there was something unspeakable, but for a moment it was not easy to express, and wanted to bend down and write with his fingers on the stone surface, but he only bent halfway and straightened up.

Bai Xiao observed for a while, and felt that this contrived gesture had the charm of a virgin chasing a sister in Hongshan Academy...... However, this association is too absurd, so Bai Xiao only thought that he had just fought too fiercely, and the aftermath of the concussion had not disappeared.

But the corpse gradually danced hand in hand, and even a little angry, which made Bai Xiao have to pay attention to it.

A hero who swept through the demons and broke through the barrier between reality and fiction is impossible to perform performance art here, he must have something important to convey to himself, but ...... What could it be?

Bai Xiao held the battle axe, and recalled in his mind again the pictures of the overwhelming demons sweeping through the snow field more than two thousand years ago, and in that picture, Bai Xiao suddenly found a sense of disobedience.

Under the pressure of the demonic tide that covered the sky and the sun, hundreds of elite tribal warriors were almost all killed on the battlefield...... But the most critical question is, what about the rest of the tribe?

Although the Snow Mountain tribe is almost a soldier because of its difficult living conditions, there is still a difference between the militia and the real elite soldiers, and Bai Xiao does not see the existence of civilians at all in the picture.

Is it slaughtered by the demons? Impossible, the civilians are dead, where did the tribal civilization of later generations come from? But in the face of the demon tide that covers the sky and the sun, even the soldiers can only try their best to protect themselves, where can the civilians hide?

So when the soldiers were fighting bloodily, the civilians must have been protected by someone.

In an instant, a blue shadow flashed in Bai Xiao's mind.

"Are you trying for me to go and say thank you to someone?"

The corpse was stunned for a moment, and was extremely surprised by Bai Xiao's understanding, and then it nodded seriously, reached out to cover Bai Xiao's palm holding the axe, and held it hard.

"I'll do my best, come ...... Is that thing so long-lived, or has descendants to pass it on, forget it, anyway, I'll try to bring it to you, but you know, many years have passed outside. ”

The corpse released its palm, revealing a relieved posture, and then stopped pestering Bai Xiao, and its withered body turned into ashes and scattered in front of Bai Xiao's eyes.

Bai Xiao was silent for a while, lifted the battle axe, turned around and walked into the path of reality that flowed with infinite light.

Reality, I'm back.

However, when Bai Xiao returned to reality, what he saw was a scene that shocked him to the point of losing his mind.