At the foot of the enchantment of "Yongbei Qingtian", which can be called a miracle in the world, countless soldiers come and go, waiting for battle, and maintaining the normal operation of Yongbei Qingtian.

This barrier, which had stood in the northern frontier of the Huangnan Empire for hundreds of years, was trembling slightly at this time, bearing the furious roar from the Mingnan Desert.

Even though there is an enchantment moat to block it, only the aftermath of the great sandstorm in Minnan has caused the whole county of Yongshuo to be rampant with yellow sand. And the other end of the blue sky in Yongbei has become a world of wind and sand at this time, and the roaring wind and sand will tear everything involved into it into pieces and throw it into the sky.

The Mingnan Desert, at this moment, is fully demonstrating its prestige as a place of death, and it is a truly apocalyptic desperate situation in the world. But at this time, there was a group of people who were tightly guarding the feet of Yongbei Qingtian, and they were always ready to rush into this earthly death place.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a change in the desert on the other side of the blue sky in Yongbei, the wind and sand were still sweeping everything, but suddenly the roaring wind roar was lost, and there was a strange silence. In the wind and sand, there seem to be some walled fortress-like buildings, looming in the Mingnan desert.

The relics of the Mingnan War have appeared!

"Get ready—it's in, boys!"

A strong man with his chest bared roared, and several well-equipped soldiers operated on the "Yongbei Blue Sky", opening a strange gate on the barrier, like a valve that had been opened, and countless wind and sand sprayed from it.

"Light up the wind beads and go in, don't look for death!"

The strong man roared again, stopped the two reckless young men, and shouted to the people behind him: "Don't think about resisting in the high-pressure area, the wind and sand in Minnan can tear you to pieces in just one second!"

Hearing this, everyone in the team took out crystal beads of different sizes, poured spiritual energy into them to form shelters, and drilled into the Mingnan Desert from the gate that was constantly bubbling with wind and sand.

At the end of the team, the last two people to step into the Mingnan Desert were Yuan Junyan and Ai Xue.

The perspective is farther away, and on the majestic and long "Yongbei Blue Sky" enchantment, the same scene is staged in six or seven different places. Or the children of the family, or the disciples of the sect, or the rangers and scattered people, hundreds of years old and less than thirty years old, young people who have cultivated less than the third order, for the sake of opportunity, poured into the Minnan Desert at this most dangerous moment.

"Did this let your precious little nephew in? I told you, this 'accident' was probably extraordinary. ”

A little away from the "Yongbei Blue Sky", Qia Lingnai, who was floating in the air, looked at the backs of Jun Yan and Ai Xue entering the Mingnan Desert, and asked Lingxian beside her. She had repeatedly stressed to Lingxian that there might be big trouble in the Mingnan Desert, and for the sake of safety, she suggested not to let the "Millennial Son" wade into this troubled water, but the latter vetoed it.

Lingxian looked at Jun Yan in the distance, and the blue sky of Yongbei could not hinder her vision. From Ling Xian's frowning brows, it could be seen that she was not unworried about Jun Yan's exploration of the ruins. But......

"You can't raise a lion in the same way as a domestic cat. Lingxian replied in a low voice. And just like that, both fell silent.

After half a ring, Ling Xian retracted his eyes, turned to his old friend beside him and smiled: "Let's go, Ling Nai! With your apprentice by your side, I don't worry." What's more, the 'Dragon' is also on the other side of the barrier. With the dragon, no one wants to hurt the child. ”

On the other side of the blue sky in Yongbei, Jun Yan and Ai Xue have entered the Mingnan Desert. The raging wind and sand had already scattered the team, and Jun Yan was using the power of the Wind Bead to advance little by little towards the Mingnan War Relics in front of him. Although it was difficult to travel through a sandstorm, the good news was that everything was still planned.

Except that there is a girl who is taller than himself hanging next to him.

"I said Ai Xue...... Jun Yan once again laboriously pulled out his foot that was deep in the sand pit, and couldn't help but ask the girl beside him, "Can't you go by yourself......?"

"Ah, go by yourself, no, I don't have a shelter bead, I can only get closer to rub yours. Fortunately, Jun Yan's quality of your wind shelter beads is good enough, and the wind field opened up is relatively large, otherwise I will be lifted into the sky by this wind......"

Ai Xue firmly grasped Jun Yan's shoulder, looked at the roaring wind and sand outside the shelter, and replied with a serious face.

"You...... You come down for me!" Jun Yan couldn't bear it anymore and shouted. Good guy, I didn't bring the necessary supplies to explore the relics of the Mingnan War, and I said that I was "a reliable partner specially invited to help you", which is outrageous!

Taking out a handful of shelter beads from the space in the pendant and handing it to Ai Xue, Jun Yan once again felt a big head for this girl who was a little lacking in heart.

Ever since Jun Yan had judged from Ling Xian's words that he had a close relationship with the mystic, he had repeatedly asked Ai Xue, an apprentice in the secret arts, in the hope of getting some secrets from Ai Xue that the Lingxian was unwilling to tell him.

But who would have thought that Ai Xue, a girl, seemed to be unable to speak, but since she realized that Jun Yan didn't know about her life experience and other things, she never talked about it anymore and didn't say anything.

Up to now, the only useful information Jun Yan has obtained is that the "Ancestor of the Mystic Ritual" who created the special existence of the Mystic Master is his "ancestor".

This couldn't help but remind Jun Yan of his power in the ultimate illusion realm, the Ling Xiao Creator, Ling Xian had mentioned the relationship between the Ling Xiao Creator and the Mystic. It's a pity that Ai Xue refuses to reveal half a word.

"Wow! So you're so rich!" Ai Xue took Jun Yan's handover of the wind protection beads, and her eyes instantly lit up - this handful, each one is the best wind protection bead!

You must know that although the shelter bead is not a treasure, the price is not cheap. Those family sects of the Huangnan Empire who came to explore the relics of the Mingnan War had an average of three or five medium-grade Wind Shelter Beads per person, and the handful that Jun Yanguang gave to Ai Xue had twenty or thirty top-grade beads, to say the least.

The gap is self-evident.

"Are the Shelter Beads expensive? I don't know, my aunt gave them to me. I've got hundreds...... Would you like to give you more?" Jun Yan said nonchalantly.

The nephew of the immortal family was arrogant. Ai Xue sighed and waved her hand to indicate that it was enough.

Ai Xue blinked her eyes and asked Jun Yan curiously, "Yuan Junyan, I found that you are very different from what is rumored among the mystics! Shouldn't the legendary millennial son be a powerful and omniscient existence? But I think you...... You know less than the average person. ”

After two days of getting along, the two gradually got acquainted. Ai Xue felt that Jun Yan lacked even the most basic understanding of the world, and he was far from the powerful and omniscient millennial son in the legend. Sometimes, Ai Xue even suspected that her master had recognized the wrong person!

"Millennial son?

Faced with Ai Xue's doubts, Jun Yan didn't think about it, and replied: "Because my aunt, like you, she doesn't want to tell me a lot of things—I really don't know why you are so consistent in this kind of thing." ”

After complaining slightly, Jun Yan looked at the girl in front of him and said seriously, "I'm not even eleven years old. Until I was 10 years old, I lived in an 'unusual' orphanage, and the adults in the orphanage deliberately hid the outside news and didn't want us to come into contact with it. During the time I left the orphanage, my aunt and I didn't have these common-sense interactions. ”

"Now I am, although for some reasons I am a little bit more mature than my peers. But at the end of the day, I'm just a ten-year-old boy with strange seals and strange memories from time to time. ”

Jun Yan said as he moved forward, and Ai Xue, who was behind him, fell into a rare silence.

"Hmm, I'm sorry...... I originally thought ......" for a long time, but Ai Xue's voice came from behind.

But before she finished apologizing, Jun Yan diverted the topic.

"Don't talk about this - look, the ruins are coming!"

Jun Yan waved his hand and beckoned Ai Xue to come forward. Along the way, the wind and sand obviously continued to decrease unreasonably, and gradually calmed down. In front of the two men, several collapsed bunkers stood abruptly on the scorched earth—yes, scorched earth, not desert.

It was a scorched earth about the size of a small town, out of step with the surrounding desert, and the yellow sand raged around it, but it showed no sign of being buried by the desert.

Ai Xue hurriedly caught up with Jun Yan, looked at the "scorched earth town" not far in front of her, and asked curiously: "Huh? Is this the relics of the Minnan War? Why is it so small? What about the others? Won't they all be buried in the sand?"

"What are you thinking?" Jun Yan glanced at Ai Xue, pulled the latter towards the ruins, and explained to the latter as he ran:

"It's just part of the ruins. The relics of the Mingnan War are an ancient battlefield that was cut and buried in the Mingnan Desert. There are many large and small ruins like this! The others probably rushed to other ruins, after all, the wind and sand interfered with the vision just now, and the people had already dispersed - anyway, you didn't prepare at all in advance, and I still inquired about a lot of news. ”

The girl stuck out her tongue obediently and touched her head, obviously a little embarrassed: "Isn't this you...... Let's go find the treasure in the ruins!"

In the next second, Ai Xue pulled Jun Yan and rushed towards the ruins. Okay, this girl's level of changing the topic is not much higher than Jun Yan's.

The two hurried into the ruins. From the moment they stepped on the scorched earth, Jun Yan and Ai Xue seemed to have entered a strange space. There is very little wind and sand in this piece of heaven and earth on the scorched earth, and there is no longer even a need to use wind beads to avoid the wind. There seemed to be a faint smell of smoke and blood in the air, as if a terrible war had just ended.

"The smell is very strong," Jun Yan wiped his nose, this scene seemed to awaken the memory of a certain part of his mind that was imprisoned, making him feel uncomfortable, "It seems that this is a fragment of the front line of the battlefield, otherwise there would not be such a heavy smell of blood." ”

"Is there one? Why don't I smell blood? You're too suspicious, aren't you? If you're scared, hide behind me, sister, I'm very strong. ”

Ai Xue walked in front of Jun Yan, and out of nowhere she found a long stick, and knocked it through the ruins, as if she was looking for a treasure gate. Apparently, though, she didn't succeed.

Sighing, she turned around and explained to Jun Yan with a smile:

"It's a really weird space, it's independent of the desert. However, there is no sign of time interfering here, and the flow of time is normal, so there is no possibility of blood. Sister, although I am only an apprentice of the mystic, I am also a member of the mystic collective...... Jun Yan: What are you doing?"

As she spoke, Ai Xue was shocked to find that the boy behind her had taken out some kind of turquoise crystal from the necklace around her neck and stuffed it into her right eye casually......