One person, one sword, I have guarded the lonely city for 70 years

Chapter 390 The Last Age
Song Yun chose to leave quietly and did not make it public.

For the human race in the northwest, and even the human race in the whole world, it might be better to believe that Emperor Xuan is always by their side.

Walking out of the camp, Song Yun raised his head slightly, looking at the turbulent sky in the barren era, his figure gradually became transparent, and finally disappeared completely...

Splashing, splashing, he walked out of the long river of time, looking at the mighty flowing water and the ever-changing scenes on the water.

"It's finally done."

The phantom of the spirit of heaven and earth appeared in front of him, and the gorgeous and invisible light and shadow swayed, making a deep voice:
"No, there is one last step."

"Huh? Is there anything else to prepare?"

"Ansi."

"...Everything I have to do with my feelings."

Song Yun followed the guidance and walked to the source of the long river of time, which was when the world first opened, the beginning of all stories, and the origin of all causes and effects.

He jumped down and stood in the midst of desolation and chaos. He turned his palms over and several formations appeared.

He is going to deploy in Anxi.

All the talents of [Town City Warrior], the mechanism for killing enemies to gain martial arts, as well as the functions of [Void Storage Box] and [Anxi Real-time Map] had to be created by himself.

In addition, there is a hidden formation covering Anxi, which can hide the secrets here from the demons and ghosts.

This remote place in the northwest may look ordinary, but it will become the most special area in the world.

The formation is quite huge, and it took a whole month to complete the arrangement.

Until this moment, the preparations are not all over.

Then just leave it to a long time.

I don't know how many tens of thousands of years have passed, and the wind and sand blow every day, and the vegetation grows, covering the formation layer by layer.

All man-made traces gradually disappeared, and the formation and Anxi were completely integrated into one body. Under the mighty power of the years, they were completely natural, as if it had been like this from the beginning...

After Song Yun left, Yin Han was the first to receive the message.

Song Yun claimed in the letter that he wanted to "travel long distances", he didn't know where he was going, and he didn't know the date of return, and he might not come back until tens of thousands of years later.

At the same time, hand over all the human races in the northwest to this junior brother, so that he can prepare well.

When Yin Han received the news, he felt lost, and quietly set off back to the northwest, but he could no longer perceive the trace of the white robe.

"It will come back after tens of thousands of years?" He couldn't help muttering to himself.

"How far is this going to take tens of thousands of years?"

Yin Han was destined to not be able to think of the answer. After standing there for a long time, he followed Song Yun's instructions and began to accept the Northwest Human Race.

A few days later, the other three emperors received a letter from Song Yun and learned about Yunyou.

When everyone rushed to Anxi, they only saw Yin Han who was busy.

"Emperor Xuan is biased..." Seeing this, Xuan Wu secretly felt distressed.

Yin Han arrived a few days early, got the token and orders left by Song Yun, and incorporated several major tribes in the Northwest logically, very quickly.

He was originally responsible for opening up the southwest, and now he owns the entire vast land in the west, nearly half of the country.

The ambitious Huang Dixuanwu was naturally envious.

Of course, no matter how greedy he was, Xuan Wu didn't dare to disobey Song Yun's order, so he could only go back to his place in despair.

Qingdi Taizhu looked at the empty tent of Emperor Xuan, and sighed softly, "I was born when the human race was in distress, and retired when the human race was victorious. I can't compare to such a demeanor."

After saying that, he floated away, and began to retreat and practice in seclusion, ignoring worldly affairs.

In the tens of thousands of years that followed, the four emperors were basically concentrating on cultivation, rather than fighting for hegemony, which was completely affected by Song Yun's move.

Even Huangdi Xuanwu didn't spend too much energy on mundane affairs.

Therefore, the four emperors have all cultivated to a higher level. After 6 years, the most talented Qinghuang and Yin Han are already hitting the peak of human immortality, and the worst Huangdi Xuanwu is also in the middle stage of human immortality.

It's a pity that the long-term seclusion and sublime cultivation also led to omissions in their rule. The demons and ghosts took advantage of the vacancy and secretly recruited believers. In the end, the heaven successfully rose and once again put the human race in danger.

At the time of life and death, Song Yun returned again, and the five emperors gathered in Anxi, just like they did back then.

After a desperate battle, the five beheaded several immortals and gods, suppressed the Tianmen, and won another 4 years for the world.

Then Emperor Daxia unified the world, allowing the people to achieve 4 years of peaceful development and a splendid civilization.

But Qi's desire to control led him to embark on a road of banning martial arts, trying to curb the military power of the people of the world, so as to achieve complete control of the imperial power.

In the end, Song Yun joined forces with Jia Xuan and Li Qingshan to kill Emperor Qi and destroy Great Xia.

Without the emperor's suppression, the seal of Tianmen was loosened, and the gods tried to descend to the world.

Song Yun forcibly raised Yangcheng to a height of [-] zhang, blocking the Tianmen again.

However, all the sentient beings in the world who have been suppressed by the emperor for too long are all silent, and there is no one who is the strongest.

The Heavenly Demons and Heavenly Ghosts lost their checks and balances, and controlled the situation remotely through the Heavenly Gate, causing chaos in the world.

The world is torn apart, the countries are fighting endlessly, the population is decreasing rapidly, and the demons and ghosts are constantly creating killing and fear, so as to devour the original power of the heaven and the earth.

The origin of this world is exhausted, and it is about to collapse.

When the world only had 70 years of life left, a comatose young man lay at the gate of Anxi Military Town, and was rescued by an old soldier...

Anxi Rentu, the white-robed sword god, can be called a legend. Although it is as short as a shooting star, it will never be forgotten by the powerful from all over the world.

Now, this white robe is coming back.

After setting up the formation, Song Yun's figure disappeared again, returning to the source of the long river of time.

Then go down the river, come to the end of the long river, and plunge into the infinitely extending "now".

In a century of troubled times, the sky is bewildered by the flames of war.

This is the last age, and it is also the most chaotic age.

In the depths of the northwest desert, the war-torn Anxi Military Town is completely empty at this moment. There are only sand grains on the ground in the city, and there are some abandoned ordnance that it is too late to clean up.

A few months ago, the Chinese army entered Anxi twice. As a result, General Meng Su and Nanhai Wusheng Huo Yi died suddenly when they entered the city.

Jingguo took two large-scale operations in a row, mobilizing the army and mobilizing the crowd. As a result, the troops were lost and the generals returned without success. This scene was seen by many people, and the news could no longer be concealed.

For a time, the whole country was shocked and rumors spread everywhere.

Many people said that this is the evil spirit of Anxi Rentu who is still helping the Tang Kingdom to defend the city!
Anxi will always be a forbidden place for Jingren!Enter the city and die!

There are different opinions, and the more they spread, the more mysterious they become. Jing's national and military sentiments are shaken, but King Jing has not spoken out for a long time, causing the people below to panic even more.

The surviving Patriarch of the Bai family, Bai Yingqi, fled back to the country in a hurry, but also shut himself up, refusing to see guests, which proved from the side that Jing Jun was indeed in trouble in Anxi.

Anti-war voices soon appeared among the people of Jingguo.

A century of troubled times has hit the present, and the melee has no end in sight, and the people of all countries are in dire straits.

In the past, Jingguo often won battles, expanded territory, and plundered resources. Everyone can taste the sweetness, the whole country is united, and the cohesion is still strong.

But since meeting Song Yun, the fortunes of the country have taken a turn for the worse, with more losses and fewer victories. There has been no change in the territory for more than ten years, but they have been spending money and dying.

Dissatisfaction in the hearts of the people began to accumulate.

This time, the "Anxi Retreat Incident" directly became the fuse.

"Strike! Strike!" Some people began to march in the streets.

"After so many years of fighting, the national strength is getting weaker and weaker, why not stop fighting?"

"Replenish and rest, this is the law of heaven!"

In the capital city of Jingguo, people raised their arms and shouted in the streets, putting pressure on the palace, trying to change the national policy.

The palace guards lined up with knives, ready to fight, but when they saw the person walking in the front, they were all dumbfounded and began to encounter difficulties.

Those who demanded a strike were not only ordinary people, but also a large number of sons of officials and businessmen. These young people could enjoy a luxurious life, but they had to worry about being forced into the army by the Jing army all day long, so their willingness to fight against the war was extremely strong.

There are also many dignitaries and academic celebrities who also hope to return to normal life.

They sent their confidantes to participate in the demonstration, and some even sat in luxurious sedan chairs to participate in the parade. They knew they were extraordinary at a glance, and the guards did not dare to offend them, but they could only be forced to retreat by the parade.

But one more street back, we will arrive at the palace.

"Bold! Are you going to rebel?" A young general rushed out and shouted loudly.

He is Meng Kuo, the eldest son of Meng Su. After learning that his father died in Anxi, he always wanted revenge.

Although Meng Kuo was young, he was already a congenital peak master with a high official rank and status. When he stood up, the guards became more rigid and drew out their long knives one by one to push forward. The demonstrating team was blocked for a while.

As a result, a sentence popped up from the crowd:
"As long as the generals of your Meng family are useful, if you win two battles, the country will not be in trouble!"

Meng Kuo was so angry that smoke rose from his seven orifices.

"Who! Who is talking nonsense? Let me stand up!"

No one stood up, but everyone stared at him mockingly.

Meng Kuo is young and energetic, how has he ever suffered from such a useless attitude?With a clang, he drew out his long knife and warned sharply:

"Exit this long street, or it will be regarded as treason!"

"I count to three, those who don't retreat die!"

"one two Three!"

No one back.

Meng Kuo was angry and anxious, but he didn't dare to kill the killer, so he froze in place for a while, and he couldn't get off the stage.

There was a cold light flashing in the air.

puff.

The whole row of people in front was instantly cut in half by Gang Qi, and half of their bodies flew out. The ground was covered with pieces of meat, and the long street was soaked in blood!

With a bang, the demonstrators fell into chaos. People fled in fright, crowded and trampled each other, and many people were trampled to death.

A tall and thin man slowly flew down from the air. He was Martial Saint Zhao Buqun who had come to support him from the South China Sea.

This person and Huo Yi are good friends.Huo Yi died suddenly in Anxi, he was naturally annoyed, he happened to find the crowd of demonstrators, and heard Meng Kuo's warning, a dark red light flashed in his eyes.

Zhao Buqun is an outsider and a high-ranking martial artist, so he has no scruples in attacking and brazenly killing people in the street!
When Meng Kuo saw this tragic scene, the anger in his heart dissipated, and his face turned pale with fright.

"This, how can this be done!"

Zhao Buqun's aura killed countless celebrities in Jingguo. These were all people with status and background, and some of them were treated with courtesy even if King Jingyi saw them.

Now they are slaughtered in the street like pigs and dogs, and their bodies are trampled into meat.

If the news spreads, it will definitely intensify the conflict between the main war faction and the main peace faction!
"What are you still doing in a daze? Save people quickly! Take all the wounded away and restore order as soon as possible!" Meng Kuo hurriedly shouted at the surrounding guards.

The guards were also dumbfounded, and only then did they react, rushing to save people in a hurry.

Zhao Buqun sneered and said, "These rebellious officials and thieves are trying to attack the palace in vain. If I don't kill them all, I will be merciful. What can I save?"

Meng Kuo was a little displeased, and reminded: "Zhao Zun, this is an internal matter of Jingguo, how to deal with it is up to King Jing to make the decision."

Zhao Buqun seemed to have heard a joke, and he raised his head and laughed, "Young people should use their brains more. Your King Jing is a strong practitioner of Taoism and martial arts. He ranks among the top ten in the world. Can't he sense the situation here?"

These words were poured down like a basin of ice water, and Meng Kuo immediately shuddered.

King Jing Yi hid in the palace and did not show his face. Letting Zhao Buqun be the villain already showed his attitude.

Not only to fight, but also to suppress all those who oppose the war with iron blood!
Such an extreme attitude shocked even Meng Kuo, the main combat faction.

"What is the king thinking?"

Zhao Buqun patted Meng Kuo on the shoulder, "This battle must be fought, maybe you will follow me to the battle, young people work hard, and try to kill a few more Tang people!"

Looking at the tragic situation on the long street, Meng Kuo was in a state of confusion, and nodded dully, "Let's go to war? When will we go to war?"

Zhao Buqun smiled meaningfully, "Don't worry, the fun is yet to come, and our real powerhouse hasn't made a move yet!"

"In a century of troubled times, it's just ordinary people fighting. Even the Anxi Rentu is just an ordinary character."

"The real gods are mostly arranged behind the scenes, but they are about to show up..."

Similar scenes have happened in many countries one after another.

Liang, Chen, and Cai in the south, and Liao and Lu in the north, all had the same public grievances. Anti-war demonstrations broke out one after another, and then they were brutally suppressed.

Even if this kind of repressive behavior is likely to provoke a stronger reaction, the monarchs of various countries don't care, they must fight no matter what, and must break the Tang Kingdom at all costs!

The Tang State has one against six, even with the help of Donghai Loose Cultivators under the command of Canghaike, the pressure is still enormous, and the people's livelihood in the country is in decline, which is worse than other countries.

However, there were no anti-war demonstrations in the country of Tang, because they had no choice, and the six countries had been attacking them, even refusing to accept surrender, a posture that wanted to slaughter the entire Tang country.

The people of the Tang Dynasty hated the Six Kingdoms so much that they had to fight with their backs, gritting their teeth and persevering.

Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Kingdom, was captured by Jing Jun more than ten years ago. After a fierce tug-of-war, it changed hands several times, and was eventually taken back by Tang Jun.

Tang Wang Li Tianyang immediately declared Chang'an as his capital, even though it was very close to the front line.

The king should guard the gate of the country!

At this moment, in the palace hall of Chang'an, Li Tianyang was receiving an old man with gray beard and hair.

The old man was dressed in a green cape, with a bamboo hat hanging behind his back, and dressed in a simple fisherman's attire, but Li Tianyang got up to greet him, and enthusiastically helped the old man to his seat.

After the old man sat down tremblingly, he sat back on the throne and asked puzzledly:

"My lord, what is the origin of those loose cultivators in the South China Sea? Why are there so many martial saints and ghosts?"

The old man closed his eyes slightly, as if recalling many past events, and then slowly opened his mouth:
"This is about the emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty."

(End of this chapter)