In the middle of the night, under the guidance of the golden compass, Zhou Tian got his wish and found the city.
This is a dilapidated city, the city wall is a thousand feet tall, with a broken field guard, even if it is broken, the aura that can be revealed invisibly is still daunting.
Once upon a time, this city wall was full of masters, war dragons soared in the sky, and many holy kings joined forces to fight the enemy.
What's more, I don't know how many hot-blooded men were buried in the desert of yellow sand.
When Zhou Tian saw this old city, his heart was infinitely sad. He felt the sadness and desolation in it, and the helplessness of the predecessors.
This is a feeling, a feeling that cannot be described in words.
Ye Qing felt a little guilty when he saw this city. Maybe Ye Qing didn't have enough self-confidence in his heart, maybe it was the other reason.
Outsiders came here, probably just thinking about what is left behind in this broken city wall, whether there will be the inheritance of skills left by peerless masters, and the treasures of the battlefield inside.
At this moment in Zhou Tian's mind, there was no such thought at all.
He just wanted to go inside and take a look, because here, Zhou Tian really felt the familiar aura, as if he had been summoned in the dark.
Zhou Tianyan said: "Let's go inside and take a look."
In fact, Ye Qing didn't really want to get inside, but always felt that something terrible might happen inside the city.
But if Ye Qing stayed outside alone, he felt even more insecure. After thinking about it, he decided to go in with Zhou Tian.
A few people jumped and stepped onto the city wall.
Looking inside the city, he was immediately shocked.
The remains of the Primordial War Dragon gleamed, even though many years have passed, but the dragon bones are still strong and brilliant, and have not been eroded by the wind and sand in the desert.
What makes Zhou Tian feel even more uncomfortable is that there are still many human corpses lying there in all directions. Some people are not decayed in their flesh. Even if they are dead, they still have their eyes widened and die.
There are still some people who only have a pair of dry bones, but the phalanx still holds the sword in their hands, preferring to die.
I think back then, Jin Ge iron horse, swallowed thousands of miles like a tiger.
A masculine man, don't be afraid of life and death, even if he is killed in battle, he still has to hold his weapon.
What a boldness this is, and how sad it is.
Carry the handle right now
At that moment, tears overflowed unconsciously.
Zhou Tianyan said: "It's ridiculous, now that the super family is singing and singing, but there is no time to bury the bones of the predecessors."
If the masters of the super family are really willing to take action, they can bury the bones of the soldiers who sprinkled their blood in the desert one by one.
Even if the people who fall here don’t know their surname or first name, it’s undeniable that they have fought here, laughed, cried, deep down in their hearts, and missed their parents in their hometown. Children who learn to walk.
Carrying the handle: "Let's go in and have a look."
Zhou Tian gave a hum, and everyone entered together, cautiously along the way, for fear of disturbing the heroes who fell on the ground.
In the dilapidated City Lord's Mansion, there are still bloodstains that have not dried up yet, revealing terrifying energy factors. It is hard to imagine what kind of battles have been experienced in those war-torn years.
In the study room, there was a mess. There was a corpse lying on the copywriter, on the desk, there were no scripture books, and no exercise inheritance left by masters.
Zhou Tian found a line of sonorous and powerful fonts on the copy.
"If future generations come to this city, please don't laugh, how many people will fight back in ancient times?"
"The portal has been sealed. Even if we live and die, Paoze and I should be smiling at Jiuquan."
Zhou Tian wanted to cry, but couldn't cry. This feeling was particularly uncomfortable. He thought a lot, but he didn't want to understand what happened here.
The Zhou family participated in the wars of the alien demon, as did the Vientiane Emperor.
And above the nine-star sea area, there is also a portal connecting to another world.
Zhou Tian's heart is sad, and I don't know who to talk to.
At this moment, while carrying the handle, he found a tiger charm in the dark area below the inkstone pond. The tiger charm was black and about the size of a palm.
Zhou Tian picked up the inkstone, and a line of words was engraved on the bottom.
"If future generations get this tiger charm, remember to hand it over to the emperor's Eucharist, and continue to fight."
Zhou Tian's mood was extremely complicated, and tears came from his eyes after all.
After personally receiving this tiger symbol, running the power of the emperor, a general in armor appeared in his mind.
This man has a strong face, a majestic figure, and a long sword hanging from his waist.
"If the Eucharist sees me, there is no need to be surprised. This is an obsession I left behind many years ago.
One of the nine war kings under the body, the Fiery War King. "
"The tiger charm is in your hand. With this tiger charm, you can go to the blazing mountains of the western continent. Before I left, I still left some young handsome men to cultivate follow-up power."
"Think about it, after several years of fierce soldiers and horses, today's Blazing Mountain should also be strong and strong, and there should be many masters of the holy king."
"This eternal task can only allow the Eucharist to continue carrying its weight."
The Western Continent, the mountain of blazing fire, Zhou Tian remembered.
Zhou Tian asked in his spiritual consciousness: "Who is the king of the Nine Great Wars?"
"Where are the remaining eight war kings now?"
The Fiery Fighting King responded: "Sky Thunder Fighting King, Light Feather Fighting King, Dark Fighting King, Frost Fighting King, Ten Thousand Beast Fighting King, Fengshen Fighting King, Taixu Fighting King, Space Fighting King."
"And me."
"These matters will be clear when the Eucharist arrives at the Blazing Mountain."
This obsession of many years ago slowly dissipated in Zhou Tian's mind.
Obtaining this Tiger Talisman is equivalent to possessing a power no weaker than the super family, but this time, instead of a sense of accomplishment in Zhou Tian's heart, he has a sense of sadness that he can't describe.
Zhou Tian glanced at the carrying handle, and said in a deep voice, "Almost all we want to know are known. This is not the place to really explain the funeral."
The eye circles on the handle were also a little red, and he nodded heavily.
Hidden Dragon Island, there are no treasures, ghosts and gods, stories, and sadness.
Walking out of the city lord's mansion, Zhou Tian looked at the corpses in the city, opened the nameless space, and moved all the corpses in.
Even if it is a burial, this is not a burial place, and should be brought back to the Blazing Mountain for burial.
Ye Qing originally wanted to pick up one or two weapons that he could take back with him, but seeing that Zhou Tian and the blue-eyed golden-eyed beast reacted so strongly, he had to give up this idea.
Seeing such a sad Zhou Tian, Ziyun comforted in a soft voice: "Everything will be fine, as long as you believe in yourself."
Zhou Tian hummed slightly, his emotions were quite complicated.
The Burning Fighting King, even though he was not a former sage of the Zhou family, he belonged to the Emperor’s Eucharist for a certain period of time and was the most steadfast supporter of the Emperor’s Eucharist. Otherwise, this tiger talisman would not fall into the hands of Zhou Tian. .
The weight of history, the blood and tears of predecessors, and the direction of the future.
Invisibly, Zhou Tian's chest widened a lot...
(End of this chapter)