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Crossing the Yulan Mountain, entering the Wuling Pass, the vast grassland stretching for three thousand miles disappeared without a trace, and what appeared in the eyes was a vast loess desert.

Wuling Pass, known as the second Xiongguan in the world, stands between the northwest desert and the North Plains, is a huge barrier for Dahua to block the reckless iron horse, stands majestically in the Yulan Pass, majestic and monstrous, the waves are magnificent, like a wild giant lying between heaven and earth.

Now it is the 4999th year of the Tianlan calendar, Dahua and Damang have been truces for more than ten years, the border is peaceful, the Dahua people and the Damang people have contacts with each other, the pass post mouth is full of people, and the merchants are endless.

There are sturdy war horses galloping on the grassland, camels known as the ship of the desert, mysterious and enchanting women from the Western Regions, enthusiastic and unrestrained girls, like a big oven, perfectly integrating different races.

On this day, a man with a strange outfit came from the northern plains and stood under Xiongguan.

A black strongsuit is tight on his body, his posture is majestic, and his bulging muscles are like knives cut on rocks, sharp and hard, just standing there, it gives people a huge oppression.

A black hair was wantonly draped behind his chest, sword eyebrows were in the sideburns, his eyes were deep, and there was a roughness in his heroic spirit, but his face was hard with a touch of sickly paleness.

What's even more strange is that he is carrying two things behind his back, one is in the shape of a long strip, which is impermeable by the cloth strips, and it is impossible to see what is inside, and the other is a somewhat simple bamboo basket, which is padded with softness, and through the gap, you can see a pair of big eyes as crystal as black jade, looking at this strange world with curiosity.

The majestic man gently patted the bamboo basket behind him, a touch of softness flashed in his dark eyes, and then strode into the Wuling Pass.

Wuling Pass, the reason why it is called this name, is because at the beginning of the founding of Dahua, Damang 80,000 iron cavalry from the north, at that time the strength of Dahua was weak, and there was no improvement, countless sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes spontaneously came from all over the world, blocking the 80,000 iron cavalry of Damang outside Yulan Mountain, fighting day and night, an inch of mountains and rivers and an inch of blood, killing the world and the world.

After their deaths, their obsessions endure, and their heroic spirits do not disperse, and to this day, their unyielding shouts of killing can be heard every night. Soon after, a Xiongguan was erected here, called Wuling Pass!

Walking into Wuling Pass, a burst of fiery hustle and bustle will come to the face, the wide street is full of people, there is an endless stream of businessmen, there are revealing dressed bold and reckless women, there are also blonde and blue-eyed beautiful orchids, bewitching Persian women, even the Han women, some are only wearing a touch of tulle, all kinds of amorous, charming eyes like silk, full interpretation of women's charm.

I saw a handsome middle-aged man coming, his physique was a little more majestic than the sturdy man, just looking at his face, but he was an orthodox Han Chinese, along the way, I don't know how many bold women took advantage of him, bare hands, crisp chest half exposed, rubbing on him to his heart's content.

But he was like a hurried visitor in this world, looking so out of place, passing by them, his deep pupils could not see the slightest fluctuation, and finally went straight to a teahouse.

"Shopkeeper, a bowl of tea, a bowl of honey water. The middle-aged man spoke, his voice loud, slightly hoarse, very magnetic.

Compared with the others, he sat meticulously, with his waist straight, his left hand on his lap, and his right hand on the table.

Soon, a bowl of tea and a bowl of honey water were served, and the man untied the bamboo basket behind him and put it on the table, and a head poked out of it, with a tiger's head, bright and pure eyes looking around with curiosity.

There was a rare mildness in the man's eyes, and his fingers dipped a little honey water on the child's lips, and the child stretched out his pink little tongue and licked it, smacking his lips with satisfaction.

"Still!" the child struggled to his feet, only to sit down again, his small body, disproportionate to his head, and looked strange.

A look of pain flashed in the man's eyes, and he asked the shopkeeper for a spoon and fed the child honey water little by little.

At this time, on the other side, an old man over eighty years old also walked into Wuling Pass at this time, his posture is very strong, the skeleton is very large, even if he is full of silver hair, he is still majestic when walking, and he does not waver in the slightest.

He carried a box, like an old scholar who was running around to study, looking at the bustling Wuling Pass, and a sigh appeared in his eyes.

Immediately after, as if he had discovered something, a pair of eyes crossed the countless streams of people, stared straight in one direction, and let out a soft sigh.

At the side of the teahouse a hundred zhang away, the middle-aged man's hand suddenly suffocated, and his sword eyebrows raised slightly.

Zheng!

Suddenly, there was a sound explosion, like a peerless sword out of the sheath, in the noisy downtown where the sound of shouting and selling was extremely noisy, it seemed so abrupt, and the echo was ringing, everyone was chilling at this time, and they were afraid, but they didn't know why they came, faintly, it seemed that they also heard an unknown roar.

In front of the gate of Wuling Gate, the old man with a sturdy body was even more suspicious, and the light in his eyes could not be forced: "Hundreds of zhang away, the sword roars like a dragon, there is such a divine soldier in the world?"

Such a look of astonishment has not appeared on him for a long, long time, and he became famous at the age of thirty, and the sword he forged is hard to find in the world. In the next fifty years, he traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers, and saw many strange soldiers in the world, including ancient gods and innate sword fetuses, but there were very few who could surprise him so much.

On the other side, the man put down the tea bowl in his hand, and with a soft bang, the sound of the sword piercing through the golden cracking stone disappeared, and it suddenly appeared without warning, but it disappeared in an instant, and countless people didn't know what to do, and thought that the heroic spirits who died in the battle of Wuling Pass had appeared.

The man stood up casually, tied the bamboo basket back to his back, and then paid the money and prepared to leave the place, when an octogenarian with a bamboo basket appeared opposite him.

"Is that you?!" the octogenarian exclaimed, and he was surprised to see and encounter more today than he had in the past five years.

"Inexplicable seniors. The middle-aged man nodded lightly and bowed his head in greeting.

The octogenarian old man's eyes narrowed slightly at this time, and a pair of strange big hands stroked the edge of the table, and said slowly: "Five years ago, there was a change in the north, and Si Tian said that there were demon stars hanging in the nine heavens during the day, as bright as the sun. After that, the Grand Punishment Master of the Punishment Division went north in person, and all seven people who traveled with him died, and he himself disappeared without a trace, not wanting to be encountered by the old decay here!"

The old man's eyes were clear at this time, as if there was a flow of light, a pair of fingers were extremely long, and the big hand like iron tongs was gently raised, and the long strip behind the man suddenly trembled slightly, and there was a faint sound of a sword.

The man's sword eyebrows were raised lightly, and with one hand pressed in the void, the thing wrapped in cloth behind his back quieted down, and no matter how the old man moved, there was no abnormality.

The old man's fingers tapped lightly on the table, and he said in a deep voice: "The sword roars like a dragon's roar, and it is heard from a hundred zhang away, such a divine soldier, it is not a legendary ......."

The man interrupted him and said, "The journey is long, there is still a long way to go, seniors use it slowly, farewell!"

"The demon star and the sun compete for glory, Si Tianjian said that it is the revival of divine power, behind Lord Long, is it not the bloodline of the god who remains in the world?" The old man stared at the man, and in his eyes under the thick eyebrows, the dazzling light flashed, and the strong killing intent was intertwined with other emotions, including curiosity, doubt, and fear and fear, which was extremely complicated.

The man stood still, looking directly at the senior who could be called the gangster in front of him, his sword eyebrows raised, the person did not move, but there was an incomparable murderous aura, all the pedestrians passing by here were like falling into the ice cellar, their hair stood upside down, as if they were stared at by some wild beast, trembling and far away.

At this moment, the old man felt that he was wrapped in countless invisible sword qi, as long as he moved, he would suffer the most ruthless blow, that chilling killing machine, I don't know how many killings he had to make to accumulate it.

"Being able to be in charge of the Punishment Division, Lord Long's cultivation is really profound!" After a long time, the old man sighed, the momentum on his body slowly converged, and the murderous intent in his eyes faded a little, but he still couldn't help but look at the bamboo basket behind the man, and the look in his eyes was complicated and difficult to understand.

After a moment of silence, he continued: "Seven places, seven fallen stars, from the extraterrestrial starry sky, pregnant with the ultimate secret of supreme divine power and immortality, this will be an extremely difficult and long road. ”

"I know. The man's voice was flat but firm.

"Now that human rights are prosperous, the divine right has long been deposed, you are making enemies of the whole world!"

"I know. ”

"Legend has it that divine power contains eternal life, and even I, a bad old man who stepped into a coffin with one foot, almost couldn't help the killing intent and greed in my heart, do you know what kind of temptation this is?"

"I know. ”

The old man was slightly silent, and suddenly seemed to think of something: "Long surname, I think the adult should be surnamed Long, right?"

The man didn't speak, as if acquiescing.

"Five thousand years ago, it is rumored that a god came from outside the sky by a dragon, unified the continent, and established the Tianlan Divine Dynasty, and even the calendar has been followed to this day, and the Long clan is their protector. In this way, the events before and after can be explained. The old man let out a long sigh and cleared the doubts in his heart.

After a pause, the old man continued, "Can I see the person behind you?"

The man was silent, his sword eyebrows twisted together, the look in his eyes flickering, and he was struggling violently.

After a while, he untied the bamboo basket and placed it on the table, and a tiger-headed head poked out of it.

The old man Huo Ran stood up, there seemed to be excitement and fear in his eyes, and his hands, which might not tremble when casting the world's famous sword, couldn't stop trembling at this moment.

He reached out to touch the child's head, but the man's large hand reached out from the side and stopped him.

The old man didn't care, knowing what he was afraid of, he would definitely not let him touch this child.

Suddenly, the old man seemed to notice something, and took a cool breath: "His body?"

When the man heard this, a gloomy look flashed in his eyes.

He found the blood of the young lady, but the body was extremely weak, obviously five or six years old, but the bones were so thin that they were not as good as a child of three or four years old, and they could not even stand steadily, so the head and body seemed very disproportionate.

The old man stared at the child curiously, trying to see anything different from him, but after looking at it for a long time, he didn't find anything unusual.

The child raised his head at this time, a pair of big black jewel-like eyes, pure and crystalline, without a trace of flaws, looking at this strange old man, suddenly giggled, that flawless eyes, actually made the old man over eighty years old tremble, born a little ashamed of himself.

"With his life force, how far do you think you can go?" said the old man, looking up.

The man said lightly: "I will fall, but he will not." ”

The old man was slightly stunned, stared at the man for a long time, and then seemed to have discovered something, and exclaimed: "Raise the sword with your body, you-" After a pause, he said again: "Can I see the sword behind you?"

"This sword...... It hasn't been unsheathed for ten years. ”