Eternal gate

In the early morning, the warm sunshine pours into the valley of clouds.

Zhao Yun, who was sleeping, finally opened his eyes. After a moment of reaction, he sat up and looked around, but the master of the Rashomon Sect was no longer in sight.

Because it was missing, this thing became particularly interesting. I looked at the Lord of the Rings first, um... the baby is still there; then I looked at Xiao Zhao Yun, um... also still there.

"Leave without saying a word."

Zhao Yun said, turned over and jumped up.

The little unicorn came jumping up and down with a talisman in its mouth.

Zhao Yun took it and found out that it was left by the master of Rashomon, but it was not left to him, but was entrusted to him to bring to Ghost Faced Yama. Obviously, this was a letter. Since he was not an enemy, it was from Rashomon. People should be let go.

On the back of the charm, there are two words written: Luoxia.

"Your name?" Zhao Yun touched his chin and muttered.

After collecting the charm, he turned and left.

When he left, he looked back more than once.

This space world full of pits is also a place of opportunity for him. He got the Purple Soul Pearl, and the little Qilin got the Qilin Fruit, both of which were great blessings.

It is indeed true that blessings and misfortunes depend on each other.

It is true that wealth can be found in danger.

If the master of the Rashomon Clan hadn't tricked him into coming here, he wouldn't have encountered such a good thing, but they were a bit unethical, and the whole valley was in a mess.

"Take some time to fix it for you."

Zhao Yun let out a dry cough in his heart and drifted away.

After leaving the valley, Cang Qiong and others were nowhere to be seen. Most of them had left beforehand.

Zhao Yun looked around and found a talisman in the bushes. It was the exclusive mark of the Demon family. When he opened it, his eyes sparkled. Good things come in pairs. The Qin family found it, and the Demon's Cave also found it.

Without thinking much, he immediately summoned the roc and soared into the sky.

The little Qilin was particularly cheerful, jumping up and down on Dapeng's back, making Dapeng feel unnatural all over. Has the blood of this little thing recovered? It has undergone nirvana and transformed again, and its current aura makes it feel even more oppressive. The existence that is shoulder to shoulder with the divine beast is really not something that can be covered.

After leaving the mountains, the little unicorn fled back to Zhao Yun Danhai.

Zhao Yun, on the other hand, held the map in his hand and looked all the way to determine the direction. The speed of Dapeng increased sharply.

During this period, he transformed into two clones, one running towards Qianqiu City and the other running towards the Imperial Capital.

There are some things that it is best to inform everyone in advance, such as...mysterious people and spell casters. Those who are cursed, such as Sikong Jiannan and Dao Bufan, must be sealed first, so that the other spell casters can see through them. city.

As for the imperial capital, just leave it to the imperial concubine and the others.

Whether it is a ghost or not is not yet certain, so you have to be prepared.

This conspiracy has spread to the entire Great Xia. Even the Blood-clothed Ancestor and the Kusha have become secretive, and who knows how many more Tianwu realms will fall into this trap.

Therefore, on any day, the world may be in chaos. Therefore, it is still necessary to strengthen one's own strength. The unification of the five meridians is imminent, and it is imperative to find as many allies as possible.

"Not Gui Ming?"

After hearing the news, Princess Yu Ling, Long Zhan, Yang Xuanzong and Linglong all looked shocked.

If it wasn't Gui Ming, that would be embarrassing.

Just a few days ago, they had wiped out all of Gui Ming's direct descendants. Are they still in jail now? In the end, the whole sentence was not him. With Gui Ming's temperament, it would be strange if he didn't get angry when he came back.

Of course, people cannot let go easily.

Whether it is a ghost or not has not been finalized yet.

So the question is, who is the caster of the spell?

According to the information given by Zhao Yun, the other party is an immortal, at least a quasi-immortal. Apart from them, he also controls the mind of Tianwu. This is disgusting. An immortal who is so superior can actually do such lowly things. .

At night, a layer of haze enveloped the Imperial Capital and Tianzong.

At night, Zhao Yun was still on his way, and the roc crossed the sky like a golden light.

Walking to a piece of heaven and earth, Zhao Yun looked at one side.

Looking at the map, I saw a familiar word: Dilong Mountain.

The mustache seems to be in Dilong Mountain. I haven't seen it since I left the Huanwu Forest. The old man is an expert in reselling New Year's goods. They are worthless outside. In Tianzong, those things are hard currency. Some are shameless. It's an old guy, I love him more than my own mother.

boom!

While he was watching, he suddenly heard a loud roar. By coincidence, it came from the direction of Dilong Mountain, or in other words, from Dilong Mountain. Judging from the sound of the roar, it must be the sound of a battle. A bloody light could be seen. Chongxiao.

If you listen carefully, you may still hear a roar.

Zhao Yun frowned slightly, what do you mean, someone is looking for trouble?

Dapeng had the same idea, and he made a sharp turn and headed straight for that direction.

His guess was correct. Someone was really looking for trouble. When he arrived, a dozen men in black robes were besieging a mountain peak. There was a small Taoist temple on the mountain peak with a protective formation operating.

"Fire Dragon Clan?"

Zhao Yun glanced at the black-robed man and instantly recognized which force it was, it was the Fire Dragon Clan from the Southern Territory.

During the auction in Agni Fire City, it was the people from the Fire Dragon Clan who defeated the Blood Clothes Sect and the Corpse Clan, and took away the iron box with the Demon Lord's head. Well... it was one of the Eight Pagodas.

He only found out about this later.

After all, he had a feud with the Fire Dragon Clan. When he left the Yan family in the past, the Holy Son of the Fire Dragon Clan sent people to hunt him down. Did he always remember this grudge?

Unexpectedly, the Fire Dragon Clan's hand was stretched far enough, and the Southern Territory was not enough for him to cause trouble, so he traveled thousands of miles to Daxia to cause trouble, looking for no one but his good friend with a mustache.

Speaking of mustaches, what about coughing up blood in a small Taoist temple? I haven't seen him for many days, and the guy has gotten a lot older. He must have cast some kind of forbidden method in order to fight against the powerful fire dragon tribe, a forbidden method that cost his life.

"Are you still going to fight against trapped beasts?" The strong man from the Fire Dragon Tribe laughed ferociously.

"You have the guts to challenge me to a one-on-one fight." Mustache cursed, and bloody spittle flew all over the sky.

After that, he held his chest and coughed up blood again.

"Let's see how long you can last." The strong man from the Fire Dragon clan snorted, and his attack became more fierce.

When Zhao Yun saw this, he consciously took out Long Yuan.

However, before he could start his attack, he heard a rustling sound in the dark, which made him look sideways for a moment. He looked like this, oh? There is also a second group of people, all wearing bloody robes, reflecting the dim moonlight, like bloody ghosts. Which family are they from? ...The Bloody Clothes Gate.

Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows at this, it was so fucking weird, how could he bump into the talents of the Blood Clothes Sect wherever he went, but he had fought with his ancestor in Yunyou Valley before?

I am afraid that at this moment, the Blood-clothed Sect does not know that his ancestor...has become a mysterious person and has been turned into a living puppet. He regrets that he could not kill the Blood-clothed ancestor.

The strong man from the Blood Clothes Sect did not participate in the battle, but was hiding in the dark. It seemed that he wanted to pick up what was ready.

The mantis stalks the cicada, followed by the oriole.

As everyone knows, what they are playing now is not a yellow bird, but a cicada.

Yes, there is a third group of people, who are also hiding in the dark, and the cover is tighter than the blood-clothed door. However, it is difficult to escape from Mr. Zhao's prying eyes. There are only two of the third group of people, both of whom are of quasi-celestial cultivation. , also wearing a gray robe. Coincidentally, he was an old enemy... a member of the Corpse Clan.

"It's so lively tonight!"

Zhao Yun thought to himself, looking around the darkness again, but there was still a fourth group of people.

Looking at it this way, it was really damn good. He couldn't see the origin. He only knew that they were three people. Their concealment techniques were extremely high, and the distance was far, so even he couldn't see clearly the reality.

The forces from all directions gathered in Dilong Mountain, and they were not just tourists. They all stared at this small Taoist temple and their mustaches, making people think that there was an unparalleled treasure in the hands of that guy.

An ordinary person is not guilty of a crime, but he has a treasure in his possession. Examples like this are common. Since there are so many people, we have to change our approach. The strong corpse clan has two corpse puppets. If one is killed, three will be killed. Deal with them first. right way.

Withdrawing his eyes from the Taoist temple, Zhao Yun looked into the darkness, held his breath, used a high-level concealment talisman, and escaped all the way.

Hidden like this, the two strong men of the Corpse Clan were unaware of the battle. They were watching the battle with great interest, and occasionally glanced at the Blood Clothes Gate. They thought they were the last oriole, waiting for the snipe and the clam to fight for the fisherman's profit. Woolen cloth?

"Let's go."

Zhao Yun shot out in an instant, and the head of the first corpse tribesman was removed with a sword. He looked confused until he died. Are you watching a show? Why did I lose you?

"you...."

The people of the Second Corpse Clan were awe-inspiring, puzzled and shocked. In addition to the Fire Dragon Clan and the Blood Clothes Sect, there was actually another group of people hiding on this mountain peak. They were mysterious and terrifying. A quasi-celestial figure was instantly killed as soon as they met.

"It's easy to go...I won't send you off."

Zhao Yun said calmly, with a sword, wind and thunder destroyed everything.

The second zombie tribesman, who was unable to react in time, was struck by the blow and his heart was broken. He didn't even have time to escape, let alone summon the corpse puppet. He died in an extremely depressed manner. When he arrived, he didn't even see who was responsible for the attack, when he saw a surprise. Hong, the style is extremely dazzling.

In just a moment or two, the two Heavenly Warriors were killed. Therefore, Mr. Zhao has the potential to be an assassin and is more suitable than the Master of the Rashomon Sect. Not to mention other things, just an instant kill. Most people can't guard against it. My son, he will die.

"who?"

"who?"

This light scolding came from both sides.

The strong men of the Fire Dragon Clan who besieged the small Taoist temple, as well as the strong men of the Blood Clothes Sect hiding in the dark, were all alarmed. Especially the strong men of the Fire Dragon Clan. After being alarmed by Zhao Yun, they also noticed the Blood Clothes Sect. This is nonsense. do not have.

How many groups of people are hiding on this mountain peak?

But no matter how many times they are, they are still the same little cicada. God knows how many praying mantises and oriole behind them.

Zhao Yun did not answer and disappeared into darkness again.

Then, there were screams and streaks of blood. He was like a murderous god in the darkness, harvesting lives. Everywhere he went, someone would be killed, or his heart would be cut off, or his head would be removed. , all of them were killing people in a straight and decisive manner, even those who had been hunted down by the Tianwu Realm were able to catch these little shrimps with ease.

In less than a dozen seconds, all the blood-clothed disciples hiding in the darkness were killed without exception.

"who?"

The strong men of the Fire Dragon Tribe were still shouting and had stopped bombarding the small Taoist temple. They all carried their weapons and stared at the darkness. They felt that there was a ghost crawling out of hell hidden in the darkness, devouring the living creatures in the world. As they watched, Down.

Zhao Yun walked out of the darkness step by step. The Dragon Yuan in his hand was dripping with blood. His evil aura was colder than Yin Bing. Just the evil aura made the strong man of the Fire Dragon tribe feel palpitated. How could a Ksitigarbha realm be like this? Terrible evil spirit.

"Who is it?" The mustached man was also looking, lying on the edge of the Taoist temple, his old eyes almost narrowed, and he felt like he had seen that person before somewhere.

ah...!

puff! puff!

As he watched, Zhao Yun launched a new wave of killings. This time, they did not hide it deliberately. They came from the front. The opponent only had a quasi-heaven realm. How could he block his attack? This was not a big battle, this was a single fight. The massacre on all fronts, every strong man fell in a pool of blood, it was not the worst, only worse.

After the Corpse Clan and the Blood Clothes Sect, the Fire Dragon Clan was also completely wiped out. They didn’t know who the other party was until they died, and they might have known it, but that was not important anymore. What was important was that they were not alone on the road to hell.

Whoosh!

After destroying the powerful men of the Fire Dragon Tribe, Zhao Yun fell into darkness again. The three men in black robes chasing the fourth group with their swords showed that they were well hidden.

Even at this moment, Zhao Yun has not seen the origin of the other party. Judging from his aura, he is one of the three quasi-celestial beings, and he is running away. It seems that he has figured out his identity. It is because of this that he ran away. No reply.

The Holy Son of Tianzong is famous for his fierce reputation, and if Tianwu doesn't come out, no one will be able to see enough of him.

"Three fellow Taoists, are you rushing to reincarnate?"

Zhao Yun said calmly, pursuing him closely and having made a tracking mark with his Sky Eye. Within a certain time limit, he could pursue him no matter where he was in the world.

The three men in black robes did not answer and just ran away.

"run?"

Zhao Yun gave a cold scolding and unleashed a burst of sword energy.

At this point, the three black-robed talents suddenly stabilized their bodies and waved their killing swords at the same time to block the incoming sword energy. The sound of metal collision was sonorous and clear, and a handful of sparks were wiped out.

Zhao Yun's eyes flashed, and he saw the opponent's attack plan... He was from the Little Japan Kingdom, no wonder he was so secretive. In this lineage, not only escaping is a skill, but the ability to hide and seek is also at its peak. .

Since we are from the small country of Japan, we have no room for mercy.

Zhao Yun was as fast as a giant, and he attacked in three or two steps. He used his soul to control the thunder and lightning, and also used his soul to control the black and yellow energy. He knocked over the first and second men in black robes. As for the third man in black robes, he was beaten solidly. He slashed the sky with one strike.

puff!

Three bloody lights exploded, scarlet and dazzling.

The third man in black robe suffered the worst. He was chopped up on the spot and completely destroyed with one sword.

Looking at the first and second men in black robes, they were also miserable. One had his sternum exploded by the thunder, and the other had his flesh and blood flying everywhere due to the black and yellow energy. They were both waiting and retreating, their eyes full of fear. This was a cruel person. People, even the Great Heavenly Master was destroyed, they couldn't defeat Ji Hen.

Whoosh!

Before the two of them could stop, Zhao Yun arrived like a ghost.

The first black-robed man's expression changed, he opened his mouth and vomited a stream of blood. It hit the target, but failed to break through Zhao Yun's body-protecting essence. His attack was to scratch the itch, Master Zhao's attack! It made him feel particularly happy. He moved his head with a sword, clean and neat.

As his teammate, the second man in black robe ran very fast, and he used some secret method to reach the sky in an instant.

That’s okay too.

Zhao Yun did not pursue him, but took Long Yuan away and took out the Overlord Bow.

Standing high is not necessarily good, it will become a target.

His thunder arrows are not only dazzling, but also very powerful? The second black-robed man, who had just escaped within three to five feet, was pierced from the back to the chest by an arrow. He was killed on the spot. Like a bloody sandbag, he fell from the sky. He was also extremely depressed. He secretly came to Daxia to do something. Why did you bump into Ji Hen?

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Pay tribute to the ancestors, the country's unparalleled scholars, Mr. Yuan has a good journey.