Eternal Gate

Purple House.

Zhao Yun is like a tourist, walking all the way to see all the way.

As for the troublemaker! Since I was beaten.

Zhao Gongzi didn’t hit the child easily unless he couldn’t help it. In view of his unhappy mood, he gave this product a triple fall and fainted on the spot. At this moment, Zhao Yun was holding a leg and wandering back and forth, taking a long look. , I don’t know, I thought I was carrying a rabbit?

Boom!

I don't know at any moment, the purple mansion trembled.

When it was over, it was a dark flame, igniting in the small world.

"The fire of the soul."

Zhao Yun swiped a strand smoothly and hung it in his palm to look at it.

It is undoubtedly the fire of the soul.

It seems that Wushan Lao Dao will use this method to refine them.

The reason is very simple, he and the mischief will be the nourishment of each other.

Speaking of mischief, he finally woke up, that little fleshy face, black as coke, he was the pinnacle of the immortal, he was beaten by a little immortal, and this kid was still ruthless.

"I'll let you do it."

Zhao Yun held a lot of grudges, and gave the little brother of the troublemaker a flash of flick.

This time, the troublemaker's eyes are full of tears, and he has always been the one who made trouble with others. Today, it is the first time to be greeted by the younger brother and younger brother. It feels more sour and ecstatic.

"Junior, have fun playing!"

In the purple mansion, the faint smile of Wushan Lao Dao sounded.

Zhao Yun directly ignored, still peeking into the universe of the Purple Mansion.

It was a troublemaker, and he cursed, "There is a kind of letting me out."

"Noisy."

Wushan Lao Dao didn't bother to talk about it, and used mysterious power to isolate it.

But the fire of the primordial spirit in the small world is getting more and more turbulent.

Zhao Yunhuan looked at his whole body, and a lot of blood was refined.

If you continue to follow this posture, if you don't resist, you will sooner or later be tempered into ashes.

"You are not dead."

"Little master will not let you go if he is a ghost."

The troublemaker jumped three feet high and scolded vigorously.

After scolding, his condition is not very good, and a lot of his energy and blood have been quenched.

"I haven't married a wife yet?"

Over time, this product has gradually wilted.

Zhao Yun was steadily forced, like an old monk sitting in meditation, not knowing what he was comprehending.

Not long ago, he was thinking about how to go out.

Well now! He doesn't want to leave for the time being.

The Purple Mansion of Wushan Lao Dao is very strange, and Wushan Lao Dao's Yuanshen is even more strange. With its Yuanshen's fire, it can not only temper his Yuanshen, but also heal the wounds of his Yuanshen.

If so, then refine it.

If this is the case, wait until the injury is healed before opening the tribulation.

"We are going to die, your black iron rod, let me swallow it!" Zhao Yun fell silent, but Long Yuan was restless, and he sprang out of the Lord of the Rings and hung in front of the troublemaker, buzzing. trembling.

"You can talk?"

The troublemaker touched his small chin, looking full of novelty.

Although he is not tall, but his vision is not low, this sword is very extraordinary.

"What's your question?" Long Yuan poked the troublemaker.

"Fuck off." The mischief scolded and wanted to swallow my weapon. Why are you so good at it!

Hum!

When the two quarreled, Zhao Yun's body trembled suddenly.

Long Yuan returned instantly and circled around his owner.

The troublemaker raised his eyebrows and leaned in too.

Seeing Zhao Yun frowned slightly, his body was extremely unstable.

To be precise, it was his origin that was restless, setting off waves.

He looked at Dan Sea inwardly, he saw the power of the red dust, assimilated by his blood, and merged into the source, the source was instantly surging, more vigorous, and a lot of vitality.

what's the situation?

Zhao Yun was quite puzzled, but Yuan Yuan swallowed the power of the red dust.

Moreover, the origin of the power of the red dust seemed to become more refined.

"Because of the fire of the soul?"

Zhao Yun said in his heart and slowly opened his eyes.

This is the Purple Mansion of the Old Way of Wushan. The Purple Mansion is filled with the fire of the Wushan Old Dao Yuanshen. He uses this fire to temper the Yuanshen and also uses the fire to refine his flesh. This has prompted the original source of swallowing the red dust power?

He knew it would never be that simple.

If the Moon God was still there, he would surely be able to give him a reasonable explanation.

If the Moon God is still there, there will probably be a sigh at this scene.

It was another blunder, which gave Zhao Yun a good fortune against the sky. Although his eternal origin is thin and almost invisible, it does not mean that the origin will not recover.

To recover, we need to fill it up.

And his power of red dust is extremely suitable. It is not only a force, but also a key, which will open the door to the recovery of the origin.

As for Wushan Lao Dao's Yuanshen Fire, it is indispensable.

This is not an ordinary primordial spirit, nor is it an ordinary primordial fire. It has an innate ability to promote bloodline transformation. Of course, it is not feasible for all bloodlines.

Fortunately, the eternal fairy is in it.

I am afraid that even Wushan Lao Dao doesn't know him, his soul fire still has such magical effects.

Well...!

Zhao Yun let out a muffled snort, and Yuanyuan hit him with physical pain.

There is also the primordial fire of Wushan Old Road, which has become more and more raging, submerging him again and again, turning into strands, and invading his body through acupuncture points all over his body.

"It's burning."

The troublemaker uttered a bluff and couldn't help taking a step back.

From this point of view, Zhao Yun is no longer alone, but a ball of flames.

Boo...!

Only Zhao Yun could hear such a sound.

He actually advanced and broke into the second stage of the fairy.

Generally speaking, it is impossible for a person who has not crossed the sky to advance, but he is a strange species, once in Daxia, it happened once, and has not crossed the sky.

"What a breakthrough."

The troublemaker's eyes were round, and the corners of their mouths were twitching.

Not over yet.

Accompanied by the breakthrough of his realm, his origin surging again.

This time, what was assimilated by blood was his immeasurable light, which was also integrated into the source.

Boo...!

It was these sounds again, resounding in the dark.

Zhao Yun's immortal is the second, and he has been promoted again.

"Is it so bizarre?"

The troublemaker looked dumbfounded, when did the advancement become so casual.

He glanced at himself, and there was no sign of breakthrough. He had made too many troubles and had character problems?

Hum!

Zhao Yun's transformation continues.

The immeasurable fairy light melted, and the power of the dark marriage was also absorbed.

After that, Taiyin Zhenqi and Xuanhuang Qi were also assimilated by their origins.

And in these few moments, Zhao Yun's cultivation base was stunned all the way to the sixth level.

It's still endless.

His turbulent origin, even Tian Lei was dragged away.

However, in the next instant, Tian Lei was vomited back again.

This wave of operations seems to be an explanation: You are not delicious.

"what's the situation."

The troublemaker was a little messy, scratching his head.

Advanced cultivation base! He has seen too much, but like this one who has soared all the way, he still sees for the first time.

Zhao Yun also looked dumbfounded.

So much power has been absorbed by the source.

He originally integrated these powers, and seemed to possess a kind of supernatural power.

He can clearly perceive that the bloodline is changing, like a seed, taking root and germinating. Previously, he was barren and unable to conceive, but at this moment, it seemed that he had received a kind of divine power irrigation.