Eternal gate

The old cemetery palace is cold and quiet.

Zhao Yun stood in front of the altar and looked at it again and again.

After looking at the restriction, he focused his gaze on the Lotus of Living Beings again. The more he looked at it, the deeper his eyes became. This was not the real Lotus of Living Beings. The Xuanmen Heavenly Book said that such immortals do not exist in the mortal world, or rather , cannot grow at all in the mortal world, and even if it exists, mortal means cannot restrain its vitality, and this one is probably a fake.

So-called fakes:

It should be an ordinary lotus flower, dyed with the essence of the living lotus.

In this way, it has the characteristics of a living being.

Even if it is a fake, it can be called an immortal treasure, and it also has the magical ability to replenish life span. What he doesn't understand is why the ghost woman who is dying of her life doesn't use this thing to extend her life. Or is it because she has given up all her thoughts and wants to live longer? I have no desire to live and want to be reunited with my family as soon as possible.

Alas! Alas!

The little unicorn jumped up and down, looking very excited.

There are also seeds of creation, which are quite restless.

"Don't come near."

Zhao Yun reminded him, speaking to Xiao Qilin.

The altar is not that simple. At first glance, it looks like an opportunity, but in fact it is a pit. If you dare to walk up there, you will definitely trigger the restriction. It is a kind of killing array. If you are not careful, you will be chopped into pieces.

Otherwise, it is a self-destruction ban.

If you dare to take the Lotus of Living Beings arbitrarily, it will also trigger the mechanism. The ban will destroy the Lotus of Living Beings. He has seen this clearly, so he said that the altar cannot be casually taken, and the Lotus of Living Beings cannot be taken casually. Okay, you can take it if you want, but you have to crack the formation first.

Little Qilin is very well-behaved.

The holy beast is not stupid and can see the danger.

Just like this altar, it is very dangerous.

Um?

Zhao Yun suddenly frowned and subconsciously raised his eyes.

Another person entered the old grave. If his senses were correct, they should be two people, one at the peak of Ksitigarbha and the other at the peak of Xuanyang. The aura lingering outside his body made him quite disgusted: people from the Corpse Clan.

Obviously, they came to dig graves.

Fortunately, there is a masking charm here, which isolates the top.

Otherwise, just the little unicorn's scream will make the other party notice.

"return."

Without thinking much, Zhao Yun reached out and captured the little Qilin.

After that, he will forcefully escape underground, where the corpse tribe will definitely find him.

His perception was not bad.

Someone did come in, and they were indeed two corpse tribesmen. One was an old man covered in black robes, and the other was a young man with flowing purple hair. His whole body was filled with Yin Qi, and he looked more sinister than a ghost. After entering the old tomb, he looked to the left. Look right.

"This tomb must have experienced a war."

The old man in black robe looked around and stroked his beard.

To be honest, this is nonsense. Anyone who is not blind can see it at a glance.

The purple-haired young man said nothing, gently swung his folding fan, walked to the sarcophagus of the hag's son, and casually opened the coffin lid. What he saw was a pile of bones. Even if he looked like this, he couldn't become a corpse puppet.

Buzz!

The old man in black robe was not idle and opened the coffin of the ghost woman with one hand.

The hag's body was well preserved, all because of the coffin.

"Holy Son, this one is barely enough to see."

The old man in black robe smiled, with a flash of light in his eyes.

The purple-haired young man only glanced at it, not very satisfied.

At the third coffin, he steadied himself again and looked sideways inside.

The coffin was empty except for a few burial objects.

The old man in black robe looked at it and said thoughtfully, "Is there someone who can get there first?"

This guess is very reliable. There are three corpses in three coffins, and even the body of Jizo has not been removed. However, this coffin is empty. Could it be that the person buried in this coffin has a higher level of cultivation?

"Boring."

The purple-haired young man closed his eyes and turned around.

However, the next moment he turned back and stared at the coffin with slightly narrowed eyes.

The old man in black robe also noticed something was wrong and murmured, "The breath of a living person... Xuanyang realm."

"There is a mystery."

The purple-haired young man smiled and glanced at the altar casually.

The mechanism in the coffin is connected to the altar.

"interesting."

The purple-haired young man flicked his fingers in the air, triggering the mechanism.

The sarcophagus trembled, the bottom of the coffin opened, and the underground passage came into view.

The two jumped in and walked along the secret passage.

When you open the stone door, you will see the altar and the lotus on it.

"Lotus of Living Beings?"

Seeing this, both of their eyes sparkled.

Sure enough, there is a surprise, the lotus of living beings! An absolute rare treasure! If you bring it back or give it to the Corpse Ancestor, you will definitely get a reward. Such items have a price but no market, and they can be found but not sought.

"They are really from the Corpse Clan."

Underground, Zhao Yun raised his little head and could see clearly.

Look! The talented people of Corpse Ancestor are not willing to leave early because of their lack of profit. They are either digging graves or on their way to graves. They are all experts in finding graves, and they will not miss such a small grave.

"The Holy Son of the Corpse Clan."

Zhao Yun looked at it and touched his chin.

What the old man in black robe called the purple-haired young man was true to what he had heard before. This was a big fish. If he caught the Holy Son of the Corpse Tribe, he could exchange it for money. He was also a professional in kidnapping.

"get out."

When he looked, the old man in black robe gave a cold scolding and stamped his foot on the ground. He had found it here. How could he not smell the breath of a living person? It was not from Zhao Yun, but the remnant of Zhao Yun's previous breath in the underground palace.

All the things done by the corpse clan members are harmful to one's moral character.

Having dealt with corpses all year round, he is naturally sensitive to the smell of living people.

Well...!

Zhao Yun groaned and was shocked out on the spot.

"child?"

Seeing Zhao Yun, both of them raised their eyebrows.

However, Zhao Yun was covered with a black robe, covering his body from prying eyes. He could not see the honor, but he only knew that this little thing was in the Xuanyang realm. Although he was hiding mysteries, the aura of a living person betrayed him.

"Which family it is from?" The old man in black robe smiled faintly.

"Devil's Cave." Zhao Yun said casually.

"You really think I am a three-year-old child?" The old man in black robe sneered, and he raised his arm with his fingers spread out towards Zhao Yun. There was a terrible suction force in the palm of his hand. Zhao Yun, who had just stood firm, was sucked over on the spot.

puff!

Then, there was a dazzling bloody light.

The old man in black robe, who had a faint smile on his face just a moment ago, had his head moved in this second, and was cut off by Zhao Yun's sword. The power of an instant kill cannot be blocked, and it is impossible to defend against it. The old man in black robe, who had not yet used his true energy, was caught off guard. His head rolled down, and there was still a trace of amusement on his face, but his eyes were prominent. From this direction, you could still see his lower body, which was resting on the rocker. Shaking, damn, it's so frustrating to die.

"you....."

The Holy Son of the Corpse Tribe suddenly changed his expression and fled behind him.

Not only was the old man in black robe caught off guard, but he was also caught off guard. With a flash, a Ksitigarbha statue at its peak was instantly knocked out. This little thing was so weird, and there was this secret method... Sky Eye Teleportation?

"Where to go."

Zhao Yun was faster, walking around in three or two steps, blocking the exit.

"Tianzong...Ji Hen."

The Holy Son of the Corpse Tribe reacted quickly and guessed Zhao Yun's identity.

In the entire Great Xia Dragon Dynasty, only Tianzong Ji Hen knew how to use the Sky Eye to blink and cooperate with this little man to properly rejuvenate his youth. This matter had already been spread throughout Great Xia, how could he not know the truth.

Accident.

What a surprise.

Unexpectedly, he met the monster of Tianzong here, and he also truly saw the tyranny of instant death. Ksitigarbha, who was at the peak of Ksitigarbha without sacrificing the body-protecting true essence, was killed instantly with a sword for a hundred years. I am afraid that a person in the quasi-heaven realm will not be able to defend well. He was severely injured by this guy's blow.

He should be grateful.

If he were to aim his sword in a flash, he would definitely die.

"How brave you are to come to Daxia to dig up graves!"

"Since you are a zombie clan, you don't have to leave once you come."

Zhao Yun took out Long Yuan and performed a set of standard moves. He took a deep breath and wiped it with his sleeve until it was shiny. There would be blood on the back, and he was particularly angry when he saw the corpse clan members.

"By you?"

The Holy Son of the Corpse Clan sneered, his face no longer showing any fear.

The main thing is to stabilize the state of mind. The Sky Eye Shun Shen is very overbearing, but it also has a fatal shield. If you use it once, you will have a lack of pupil power. In a short period of time, you will not be able to use it a second time. Without the Sky Eye Shun Shen, it is still possible. Afraid of birds! He is the majestic saint son of the zombie clan, a genuine Xuanyang peak, but he still can't win the seventh level of Xuanyang?

"That's hard to say."

Zhao Yun didn't talk nonsense, he stepped on the ground with one step, and struck the rainbow with a sword like wind and thunder.

The Holy Son of the Corpse Clan was full of contempt, and he only performed the seal with one hand.

Suddenly, a sarcophagus came out of the ground and stood in front of him. It was his corpse puppet. Now there is only one sacrifice, but it is a proper underground corpse puppet. Usually, it is used for fighting. In battle, it can also be used to block guns at critical moments.

"Counter your coffin sinking technique."

Zhao Yun scolded in his heart. When the sword struck, he did not forget to seal with one hand, using the reverse coffin sinking technique. The sarcophagus that had just been pulled out of the ground sank suddenly again.

It doesn't matter if it sinks, the Holy Son of the Corpse Clan looks confused, what's the point of this operation?

Zheng!

In the flash of lightning and flint, Zhao Yun's sword has arrived.

The Holy Son of the Corpse Clan's expression changed, and he immediately flew away and fled.

Zhao Yun was faster and poked a bloody hole in his shoulder with his sword. Originally, it was meant to hit a vital point. He didn't know what kind of power flowed on the body of the corpse clan's holy son. It turned into armor, and it was extremely hard, and even the sword path deviated. It was a sword that stabbed at the gate of life, but it missed the shoulder.

"Eat my finger."

The Holy Son of the Corpse Tribe shouted loudly and poked him with a finger.

This finger has its own sword sound and extremely strong penetrating power. It is aimed at the center of Zhao Yun's eyebrows. If he is hit by a sword, he will return it even though he is shameless. If it hits, he can really kill the opponent with one finger.

puff!

Blood suddenly appeared.

However, it was not Zhao Yun who was injured, but the Holy Son of the Corpse Clan, because at this moment, Zhao Yun revived the Xuanjia. The Xuanjia could not only absorb damage, but also bring back damage.

"What a Xuanjia."

The Holy Son of the Corpse Clan stepped back and stabbed Zhao Yun with one finger. However, the power was completely removed. On the contrary, he was hit by a blow and a finger hole was poked in his chest.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun followed him like a shadow, catching up with him in one step.

After that, he put on the black armor for the Holy Son of the Corpse Clan.

Armor that is not yours cannot be worn casually.

Like black armor, if an outsider wears it, it will trigger its internal restrictions. The armor will have thorns, and they are iron thorns. In just an instant, more than a dozen bloody holes were poked on the body of the corpse clan's holy son, and it was not finished yet. , Xuanjia will also shrink, causing the bones in his body to crackle.

"It feels so good."

Zhao Yun's legs and feet were numb, and he was approaching like a ghost.

Taking advantage of someone's illness to kill him, he had to make up for it with a knife.

break!

In response to him, the Holy Son of the Corpse Clan shouted loudly.

This howl is quite domineering.

As he finished speaking, a powerful force surged out from the depths of his body. It was unparalleled in strength, and it was so forceful... it exploded the black armor, knocking Zhao Yun out with it.

"I...poof!"

Zhao Yun couldn't catch his breath, and he was sprayed with old blood on the spot. He was distressed and hurt. A pair of black armor, a genuine treasure, was ruined on the spot. It would be strange if he didn't feel bad; besides, the black armor was engraved with him. His brand, the mysterious armor was broken, and he also suffered a backlash. In addition, the terrifying power of the Holy Son of the Corpse Clan also shocked him. He flew all the way and landed with a thud.