Eternal gate

The night is deep and the stars are bright.

Outside the forbidden area, the people who gathered because of the vision gradually dispersed.

When we arrived, no one dared to set foot in it. Those who were nearing the end of their lifespan, like Yun Cangxuan, who took life and death lightly, might dare to go in for a fight. As for the others, they probably went home to wash and sleep!

Speaking of sleep.

Mr. Zhao slept for three to five days.

In his deep sleep, his body was shrouded in golden light, and there were strange phenomena evolving all over his body. There was also a strong dragon's roar that lingered for a long time. Normally, he would not be willing to sleep, draw talismans, or practice. He would never waste his time, but he had to The heaven-defying inheritance merged with the origin of blood, and he became more and more lethargic.

According to Moon God, this is a necessary process.

Some transformations need to be completed in sleep.

After all, that is not his origin and requires a long period of time.

The gentle breeze blew through Zhao Yun's hair.

He slowly opened his eyes and subconsciously looked sideways at the Master of the Rashomon Sect.

Tonight, the head of the Rashomon Sect is a bit strange. He sits cross-legged with his beautiful eyes closed tightly, as if he is having a nightmare. The pain can't be concealed between his brows, and there are beads of sweat on his cheeks. He moans one after another.

Zhao Yun frowned and silently opened his eyes.

After taking a closer look, he saw the clue.

This bitch is transforming.

To be precise, it is the bloodline that is transforming.

However, during the transformation process, something went wrong. Looking at his body, the power of his blood was very unstable, even chaotic, sometimes sluggish and sometimes violent.

His guess was absolutely correct.

The master of the Rashomon Sect is indeed transforming her bloodline. This is the talent hidden in her bloodline. Every once in a while, she will transform. The more she transforms, the stronger she becomes, and the further she goes, the harder it becomes to transform.

And this transformation is much earlier than in the past.

It is caused by external forces.

What external force? ...the technique backfires.

Previously, she had practiced too many pirated techniques, which conflicted with her own techniques, and then she suffered a backlash. It was precisely because of the backlash that her bloodline metamorphosis was advanced.

Zhao Yun immediately raised his hand.

However, after some thought, he slowly let it go.

Since his bloodline has been transformed, he can't help. If it's not done well, it will be a disservice. It's better to watch with peace of mind. Whether he can overcome this hurdle depends on the master of Rashomon himself.

Well...!

As he watched, the Master of the Rashomon Sect groaned again, his face instantly turned pale, and he was sweating like rain. He could not suppress the restless power of his bloodline. Even the visions performed by his bloodline were chaotic, like the signs before he went crazy. , her mind was also confused because of it, and in some moments, she could no longer distinguish between reality and illusion.

"Hold your heart."

Zhao Yun said, taking it as a reminder.

Honestly, he's talking bullshit.

If he could protect his mind, he wouldn't be in such a miserable state.

The master of the Rashomon Sect has experienced the technical work of bloodline transformation many times, and he is very clear about it. However, this time is different from the previous times. It is too sudden and too abnormal, and it seems to have surpassed her. The situation within our control is extremely bad.

It's a small thing to be obsessed with something crazy, but it's a big thing to lose your life.

Well...!

With another low moan, blood dripped from the corner of the Rashomon sect leader's mouth, and his form also changed accordingly. The woman who was originally a gorgeous woman shrank inch by inch, and under Zhao Yun's astonished eyes, she turned into a young girl. Under Zhao Yun's astonished eyes, he gradually evolved in the direction of children. This play was a complete rejuvenation of youth.

Compared to him, Luna saw it more clearly.

Both rejuvenated, the master of the Rashomon sect is very different from the Zhao Yun and Linglong of the past. Linglong was caused by Kung Fu, Zhao Yun was robbed due to a curse, and the situation of the master of the Rashomon sect is the most complicated, involving blood, Kung Fu, and cultivation. , backlash... Various factors prompted this disaster.

At some point, Zhao Yun stepped forward.

He touched his chin, lowered his head, and circled around the head of the Rashomon clan. He really felt like a child again, turning into a little girl who looked like a year or two, pink, fleshy, and with a petite body. Above, sometimes there is smoke overflowing.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have known that Master Rasho was so cute when he was a child. He couldn't help but reach out and pinch Master Rasho's little face.

In fact, he actually extended his hand.

Hmm...it feels good.

He was watching, and the Master of the Rashomon Sect was also watching. He raised his little head, and his big and clear eyes could not find any impurities, but they were full of confusion.

Zhao Yun couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he saw it, "Have you lost your memory?"

No one gave him an answer.

The confused look on the head of the Rashomon Sect at this moment is the best answer.

Definitely amnesia.

Otherwise, when he pinched her little face, why didn't she react at all? It was like a newborn baby with a blank memory and everything he saw was novel.

Zhao Yun laughed dryly.

Bloodline is really mysterious, and all sorts of nonsense can happen, like the master of the Rasho Sect, who failed to change and even reverted to youth.

If you think about it carefully, you are lucky.

At least, there is still life.

If there is a destiny, there is a possibility of return.

Gulu!

While I was watching, I suddenly heard this sound.

Zhao Yun casually took the spiritual fruit and gave it to Master Luosheng.

The little guy was very excited, holding the spirit fruit in his hands and eating it deliciously, and sometimes he would make a milky sound and smile.

"Is this...still worth something?"

Zhao Yun touched his chin and looked up and down at the head of the Luosheng Sect.

Whenever money is mentioned, Xiu'er's eyes become particularly slanted.

Either treasure or money.

How could she teach such a disciple?

In the next few days, Zhao Yun had something to do, either looking for treasures or reading the stars. What he did most was to look at the master of the Rashomon Sect. He would bring him over to study whenever he had something to do.

If it were sold by the gram, wouldn't it be a huge loss?

Stopped!

I don't know what day it was, but Zhao Yun's eyes flashed with surprise.

The so-called "stop" means that the magic circle in the forbidden area has stopped changing and completely corresponds to the stars in the sky. In other words, they can go out. Looking at the sky, a way out has been outlined.

Only he can see it.

As for the others, they couldn't even see through the sea of ​​clouds covering the forbidden area, let alone see the stars.

"gone."

Zhao Yun picked up the master of the Luosheng Sect and ran straight to the other side.

After being stuck here for two months, I can finally go out.

This trip was not in vain, it was full of good fortune.

But this one is in his arms! It seems a bit embarrassing. He was fine when he came in, but he was a little bit when he left. Even if he leaves the forbidden area, he will probably not return to the Tianwu realm.

From the perspective of the head of the Rashomon Sect, you would not believe it if they were said to be incompatible with each other. Since she caught Mr. Zhao, she has been on the road of misfortune, wandering farther and farther, from the Tianwu realm to being rejuvenated.

"This is the road, that's right."

Zhao Yun's legs and feet were numb and he was in a good mood.

Looking with all his eyes, he could already see the peaks outside the forbidden area.

"Someone."

As he neared the exit, he froze.

There was indeed someone, covered in a black robe, but Zhao Yun could see clearly. He was a burly man with a heavy body. Every step he took made the ground dent. His walking posture was a bit strange, stiff and wooden. Look at his eyes. , is also empty and lifeless.

"Corpse puppet?"

Zhao Yun squinted his eyes, gaining insight at a glance.

It was a corpse puppet, and it was also a Tianwu-level corpse puppet.

In other words, there are corpse tribesmen nearby.

Although the coffin sinking technique is mysterious, it has a drawback. The controller and the corpse puppet cannot exceed a certain distance. Now that the corpse puppet is here, the controller must be not far away. That person is not stupid, and he is not If you dare to come in first, send the corpse puppet in front to clear the way.

"Tianwu level corpse puppet."

"The weakest controller is at the pinnacle of Quasi-Tian."

Zhao Yun murmured and then opened his eyes.

There is a connection between the corpse puppet and the controller, which is a ray of light that is thinner than an ox hair. It is invisible to ordinary people and cannot be seen by ordinary eyes. By coincidence, he can capture it clearly.

He followed the light thread and chased it all the way until he came out of the forbidden area.

The controller is outside the forbidden area.

He was an old man, also covered in black robes. He did not dare to enter because he was afraid of the dangerous reputation of the forbidden area, so he sent the corpse puppet in front to clear the way. And he used a secret technique to connect the corpse puppet's line of sight, just to peek into the forbidden area. If there was no danger, He didn't mind going in for a walk.

"The pinnacle of quasi-heaven."

Zhao Yun hid in the secret and determined the cultivation level of the old man in black robe.

Why do the Corpse Clan have so many talents! He knows how many graves he has dug up, and he knows how many Tianwu corpses he has searched for. He has seen several of them. With this lineup alone, ordinary forces cannot afford to offend them, and with the name of the Corpse Ancestor, even major dynasties will be afraid of them.

"It's better to arrive early than in time."

Zhao Yun put down the master of Luosheng Sect and picked up Long Yuan.

Since he is a member of the Corpse Clan, there is no need to hold back. The grievances have been going on for a long time. There will be a battle in his year. If it is over, he will have peace of mind.

Um?

The old man in black robe frowned, his expression ugly.

Just a moment ago, the Tianwu Corpse Puppet he controlled had lost contact with him.

Just cut off contact.

This would be Mr. Zhao's answer.

The Fallen Immortal Cloud Sea has an outstanding reputation for evil. How could it be just for show? If you really think you can use corpse puppets to clear the way, what are you thinking? It's okay to wander around the edge, but if you dare to go deep, you will get lost in it. Even the master of the Luosheng Sect in the Tianwu Realm has been suppressed in cultivation. It is not a matter of minutes to cut off contact!

Zheng!

Zhao Yun moved and drew his sword instantly.

The old man in black robe had good sense and was in awe.

However, this was an instant kill. Even if he had any sense, he couldn't avoid it. He was hit on the spot, and a sword pierced his dantian. His cultivation at the pinnacle of the quasi-tian was completely wiped out.

ah...!

This scream was very sad.

Zhao Yun sheathed his sword, and the old man in black robe collapsed in one step. His scarlet eyes were staring at Zhao Yun. He could recognize the instant kill and he could also recognize Zhao Yun's identity. He was definitely the Holy Son of Tianzong. How could he be here? He didn't notice it at all before, and was caught off guard by a sword attack. He didn't even have a chance to make a move, and was beaten into a cripple.

Zhao Yun stretched out his hand and pressed it on his Tianling Cap, powerfully searching for the soul.

After searching like this, he couldn't help but frown. From this person's memory, he saw an interesting news. What news? ...The news of the assassination, who was assassinated? ...Assassinated him, Ji Hen, and the person who asked this person to assassinate him was actually his old enemy: Wang Yang, the Holy Son of the Demon Cave.

"Is he still alive?"

Zhao Yun murmured, his eyes flickering.

In the past, at the ruins of the Demon Realm, he had chopped Wang Yang into ashes!

Still alive.

It can be seen that the person who entered the demon domain ruins before was not Wang Yang's true self at all, but a demon body, and the true self was hiding in a wretched development. In order to destroy him, he paid a lot of money to hire a strong corpse clan to assassinate him.

If he hadn't met by chance, he would still be in the dark.

Wang Yang never imagined that the killer he hired at a high price would be knocked down by him in one encounter.