The only way

The pain is already over, but it spreads in the memory.

Xu Quexuan had the illusion that he was still being torn apart in the torrent of time going backwards.He didn't have a chance to think until the residual pain subsided.

As soon as he entered this place, Xu Quexuan found that the aura between the heaven and the earth was so thin that it could be ignored.

There is not much aura, which means that there may be no practitioners in this era.

The terrain undulates like hills, a dry river bed of dark earth color, crawling ugly among yellow and green.He had seen a magnificent building here before, but looking around now, there was nothing but a wasteland.

Comparing the two, it can be said that the sea has changed.

There are various signs that this is a degrading grassland: old yurts that have been uninhabited for a long time, exposed riverbeds, withered and yellow grassland...

Involved in the torrent of time, apart from a quick glance at the beginning, the scene afterwards was completely blurred. Xu Quexuan couldn't figure out which era he was in at all. After all, there are almost no ancient records in the era before ancient times.

At this time, a group of livestock came from a distance, Xu Quexuan looked over with his spiritual sense, and found that all the people sitting on the horses had white hair and purple eyes, but they had no cultivation.

Although he has no cultivation base, the protoss have excellent innate conditions. Not to mention what he saw in this world, at least this group of protoss is extremely powerful.

In addition to the protoss, there are also many tall demons.They were all chained, tied behind the team, and walked in a daze.Every demon has a black brand on his face.

This kind of branding can usually only be seen on slaves and prisoners of war.

The leader of the gods suddenly tightened their grip on the horse's belly, rode up to Xu Quexuan, and asked, "Who are you?"

Every word he said was not heard by Xu Quexuan, but Xu Quexuan could understand it completely. Needless to say, this must be an old saying of the Protoss.

The ancient language of the Protoss should be the so-called "Voice of the Great Way", which shows how much this race is favored by heaven.

His appearance was not much different from that of the demons. Xu Quexuan pointed to his throat first, then shook his hand, indicating that he could not speak.

"Is it free?" The protoss smiled when he asked, his purple eyes were clear and full of infinite charm, Xu Quexuan was so frightened that he quickly avoided his sight.

Xu Quexuan nodded, sure enough those demons were slaves.

"Why are there still demons here?" The gods following behind looked at Xu Quexuan suspiciously.

Leading a group of white ponies to Xu Quexuan, the leading protoss smiled and said, "Look, he's different from anyone I've seen before."

"Could it be..." Some Protoss looked unhappy, and the leader shouted: "You come up, and you will be mine from now on."

"Master Viscount, this person's identity is unknown, I'm afraid it's inappropriate to take him as a slave."

When they got on the horse together, Xu Quexuan felt uncomfortable all over. Could it be that these people also want to engrave a mark on his face?Fortunately, the "Lord Viscount" waved his hand and let him go.

Whether it is the gods or the demons, they look at him abnormally. Occasionally, the slaves of the demons will show a little resentment towards him in their numbness, while the gods will look at him with complete disdain.

But the viscount is very interested in him.

Since then, they have been on their way, and slaves continue to die in this almost extinct steppe desert.After traveling for five consecutive days and nights, at night, they finally set up camp at the water source.

None of them have cultivation base, but the physical strength of the protoss is astonishing.

Lord Viscount only called him into the camp, but Xu Quexuan didn't understand what was going on. The Lord tore off his elegant silver hair, revealing the short black hair underneath.

Isn't this person a protoss?Xu Quexuan thought silently.

"My name is Ning Yan, how about you?"

Seeing that the purple color in Ning Yan's eyes was about to fade, Xu Quexuan took out a small bottle from his waist and dripped it into his eyes.After a trace of pain appeared on his face, his pupils turned purple again.

"Little dumb, I'm amazing. Those stupid protoss thought I was their viscount, haha." Ning Yan said triumphantly.

If it was really a disguise, no wonder he had a whim and left him behind.

"When we go to Liuye City, we will recruit troops, stockpile food and grass, and then expand the scope of the city step by step." Ning Yan stroked Xu Quexuan's long hair, making the latter unhappy, "Then we will annex other cities. This kind of situation is very common in the Protoss, and Sunset City will not care about it at all, and then train a few subordinates to mix in other cities..."

This Ning Yan talked about his ambition with great interest, if not for the unclear situation here, Xu Quexuan would definitely cut off his hand.

"Little beauty, you are so pretty. When I become the patriarch, I will give you a second mistress. Of course, if the first mistress is the most beautiful girl in the God Clan, you won't be able to have children and become the first mistress."

"..." You really thought too much, Xu Quexuan laughed.

"Be happy, little beauty, I will let the Protoss be my slave in the future."

Xu Quexuan thought to himself, although his wish was hard to come true, but he still had to have a dream. After all, judging from the history of the Upper Realm, the Protoss was indeed destroyed.

Ning Yan pulled him down on the bed, and talked about his plan eloquently, interspersed with a few rounds that he didn't understand, it should be the language of the demons.From Ning Yan's point of view, the two demon clansmen have to speak in the ancient language of the gods, which is a bit strange.

After Ning Yan fell asleep while talking, Xu Quexuan let go of his spiritual sense to check other people.The protoss may have more control over the upper realm than previously imagined, and everyone speaks the protoss language, including the conversation of slaves.

Not surprisingly, here is the Northern Desert of Beining Prefecture, and if you go further east, you may even reach Qiongyu Peak.The spiritual power in this era is sparse, and it is almost impossible to cultivate.

As soon as the day dawned, they were on their way non-stop. Xu Quexuan suspected that those demon slaves had no chance of surviving in Liuye City.

Xu Quexuan thought all night about how to return to the present world.In his opinion, the opportunity to travel through time and space is most likely related to the thunder disaster, and the other is the ruins.

Now the ruins have completely changed, and in this era without much spiritual power, breaking through and triggering a thunder disaster is just whimsical.

When passing through the Yangyue Mountains, he did encounter a monster, which also made Xu Quexuan understand the battles of people in this era.Use the power of pure law and physical strength.The medium of Law Force is a strange chant.

When encountering monsters, the protoss first threw the slaves forward to attract them, and then began to chant strange spells one by one, and they threw dazzling ice thorns, wind blades, and fireballs on the monsters.

No wonder the Protoss can be so powerful in this era, chanting spells consumes all spiritual power, and the Protoss has the strongest innate spiritual power among the races he knows.

"A bunch of trash!" Ning Yan saw that the rest of them were in decline, so he went to deal with them himself.

Xu Quexuan noticed the faint luster on his left hand, his spells were not as exaggerated as the others, transparent ripples flashed in the air, and all the monsters blocking the way turned into droplets.

Time spirit!

When Ning Yan noticed that Xu Quexuan was following up behind him, his eyes were filled with longing. Taking advantage of the lack of people, he asked, "Do you want to learn and become a conjurer?"

Xu Quexuan nodded quickly. Although these are two completely different systems of cultivation methods, as long as they can induce Lei Jie, everything else is easy to talk about.

"Call Brother Ning—oh my brain." Ning Yan almost forgot that he was dumb, "Forget it, after entering Liuye City, take good care of me."

Pack up your things, everyone hurry up.

When he noticed that all the slaves were being tortured, Ning Yan didn't change his face, and didn't think there was anything wrong. Xu Quexuan couldn't be sure whether he really adapted to the rules of this time, or whether he was superb in acting.

I thought that I was just passing by in a hurry, but I didn't expect that he really lived at this time for a long time.The disadvantage of the conjurer is too great, he can kill them all before casting the spell.

In this era of low spiritual power, Xu Quexuan made a total of four moves: first, he entered Liuye City to make Ning Yan "comfortable", that is, he beat him up; then he helped Ning Yan capture Beining Prefecture ; and then fought with the patriarch of the gods; the last time, Ning Yan's catastrophe came, and he came to help.

Xu Quexuan didn't know if he guided it intentionally or unintentionally, Ning Yan became more and more like the Ning Buyuan he knew - from personality to habits.

That long-forgotten pain came again, and Xu Quexuan felt caught off guard.In the end, I just remembered to say: "There is a cycle of cause and effect between heaven and earth."

Ning Yan didn't understand, but he was distracted for a moment under the catastrophe, thinking: This person is not dumb at all.

In the next second, he watched Xu Quexuan being wiped out under the catastrophe.

"Oh! You're back! You scared me to death." Qian Ming's voice suddenly sounded.

"You...are you still here?" Xu Quexuan was in pain all over his body, and he almost forgot how to say the human language, and his mind was filled with the brainwashing "Voice of the Great Dao".

He dared not learn the language, having an innate fear of it.

Qian Ming nodded triumphantly: "Tell me, should you thank me? I've been waiting here for you for three whole days. Some ruins appeared nearby, but I didn't go there."

Xu Quexuan hesitated for a moment, sat down on a rock, and briefly described what happened to him.He always felt that the experience of these 300 years did not seem false.

"You really...didn't you lie to me?" Qian Ming asked, wondering why Xu Quexuan's sentimental and pensive look was so.

Qian Ming finally came to a conclusion: "According to what you said, the time can be traced back to the ancient times."

Primordial... This is an era deduced only by logic and development, just like "wilderness", there is no trace to be found.

"The history of the Ning family is indeed extremely long." Xu Quexuan nodded.

"The upper realm is no smaller than the three thousand worlds of the lower realm, and the experience is really too long. It is said that some families in South Vietnam are still studying that so-called 'conjurer', so I have time to take a look." Qian Ming suggested.

"That's all." Xu Quexuan temporarily suppressed these emotions, and asked him, "You said there are ruins nearby, what's going on?"

"Uh...it's nothing, it happens from time to time, nothing special." Qian Ming didn't expect him to bring this up.

It is expected that Qian Ming's temperament is not so "righteous", let the opportunity go, and come here to delay.Xu Quexuan took out the token in the space ring, and said, "Brother Qianming, let's go now, I plan to return to the Demon God's Palace early."

No matter what, he had to go to Ning Buyuan to find out.

"Oh."

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