Eternal Gate

puff!

Zhao Yun sipped the lake water heartily.

When it was over, it sank to the bottom of the lake again.

Only when I entered this lake did I realize that not only was the horror of gravity, but there was also terrible suction below, and I didn't know whether it was pressed down or sucked down.

puff!

The Lord Rasho not far away was in the same predicament.

The picture of mandarin ducks playing in the water is not very beautiful.

A celestial son, a Rashomon master, fell into this lake by himself, like two drowning ducks, fluttering wildly, appearing again and again, and sinking into the bottom of the lake again and again, with tears choked by the lake. .

I escape!

Zhao Yun flopped, and once again appeared.

At this moment, he aimed at a rock outside the lake with his heavenly eyes, and changed the position with it, so as to escape from the lake.

boom!

After that, it was the Master Rasho, who didn’t know what secret method he used, jumped out forcibly, fell on the ground with a bang, didn’t stand firm in one step, almost planted there, and got wet. How could he be embarrassed, too. It was because of the drenching that the clothes clung to the body, setting off the exquisite and enchanting figure.

When Zhao Gongzi saw him, he suddenly felt a warm current in his nostrils.

"Dare to watch?"

Master Rasho’s cheeks were flushed, her beautiful eyes burned, and the true essence surged with it, instantly evaporating the water stains, and patted it with a palm in the air.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun didn't dare to look again, turned his head and ran.

Behind him, there was a thunderous roar. How domineering the Master Luosheng’s palm was, a steep mountain collapsed with the palm of her palm, and every piece of rubble was engulfed with a strong air, which was protected by the shocking Zhao Yun. The body Zhenyuan had all cracked open.

"Where to go."

The master of Rashomon screamed coldly, wiping his sleeves with a sword aura.

The attack of the Heavenly Martial Realm is self-powerful, even though it is a group attack method, but the sword aura of the Master Rashen is damaging and strong. Pieces of ancient wood are chopped off lazily, and even the hard rock walls are fragile. Like white paper, it is easily cut.

lb!

Clang!

Zhao Yun flew around with his soul imperial sword, fleeing while defending. The sword aura he smashed was all blocked. It seemed like the clanging sound of metal collision, which was endless, and exploded a pinch of bright fire. This is him Zhao Yun , If it were replaced by a general Ksitigarbha peak, it would have been chopped into pieces and bones.

"Twilight: Waning moon."

The Lord Rashomon spoke lightly and pinched the tactics with one hand.

Suddenly, the sky buzzed, and a round of moon evolved. It was a broken moon, shining with strange colors, and wisps of moonlight, all with a dreamy mood, very magical, and it shone on Zhao Yun and turned into a wave. Very strong banning power.

"Miss your sister's month."

Zhao Yun cursed secretly in his heart, refined the power of immortality, formed the nine-character Zhuxian formula, went up against the sky, and cut off the waning moon, and even the falling moonlight turned into a valley, swaying the world.

Not over yet.

After the waning moon, the sky is full of stars.

Xinghui is more weird than the moonlight just now, and it has the power to destroy. Wherever the stars are shining, no matter the flowers, plants, or ancient trees, they wither instantly.

Zhao Yun, who was under him, was also hard to escape. The flying fairy power and the tumbling True Qi collapsed on the spot, and even the martial soul became more mottled.

This shocked him.

No loss is the Heavenly Martial Realm, and the result is the means to reach the sky.

However, he was not covered either. He carried Longyuan in his hand, pointed at the void, and forcibly mobilized Danhai's celestial power. Using the sword body of Longyuan as the foundation, he stretched towards the sky and looked from a distance. If you don’t know, you thought he was. Is holding a hundred-zhang lightsaber?

"Give me...broken."

Zhao Yun slammed coldly, stirred forcibly with a sword, and the color of the sky changed to lightning and thunder. The bright stars were blown out by the stirring, and they were dotted in the dim sky.

"Good, you Ji Hen."

Even after breaking the game, even the master of Rashen was surprised.

This kid seems to be a lot stronger than she remembered. It is clearly the peak of the Ksitigarbha, but why is there a quasi-weather accumulation? Also, is the vision around him a vision of blood? She even had palpitations when she saw it.

boom!

When she watched, Zhao Yun changed his form, the form of blond hair.

"This...."

Zhao Yun was startled, somewhat surprised.

Originally on the run, he entered such a state in a daze.

Even he looked dumbfounded, let alone the master Rasho who chased him, and his beautiful eyes narrowed for a moment. It should be a kind of talent inheritance in the bloodline, which can increase the combat power in a short period of time, but This bonus to combat power is also too domineering, stronger than any kind of forbidden technique she knows.

"it is good."

As soon as Zhao Yun drank his sonorously, the ground he stepped on broke apart.

In the state of blond hair, Ba Lie Wushuang, every acupuncture point on his body seemed to exhale the power of the source, and every corner of his body seemed to be filled with infinite power. It is this kind of power that gave him a great Self-confidence.

Why are you confident? .... Go back to fight with Rashomon.

In fact, he really went back, swept the golden sea of ​​air, domineering side leakage, not a word of nonsense, attacked on the spot, sword light, fist shadow and palm print... uncapped and smashed upwards.

This is so compelling, it is almost a sentence: Lao Tzu is number one in the world.

People! You can't be too confident.

Too confident, that's so sour and cool.

Today's Young Master Zhao is a bit overconfident, thinking that the state of blond hair can compete with the master of Rashomon.

In fact, since he came back from the killing, it seems that he hasn't stood firm, being held by the master of Rashomon, he can't distinguish the east, the west, the north, and the north.

It's not that his background is not enough, but his cultivation base and strength are absolutely suppressed.

In the Ksitigarbha realm, in this state, he is already at the peak of combat power, and can be called the strongest under Heavenly Martial Arts. Unfortunately, he is facing the Rasho Sect Master, a genuine Heavenly Martial Realm.

Moreover, it is not a normal Heavenly Martial Realm.

In this situation, he won't be hit by anyone.

"This is... Ksitigarbha?"

Lord Rashomon was shocked.

Self-appointed Tianwu, she was struggling so hard for the first time in the Ksitigarbah realm. That little thing, I don’t know whether it was shot with gunpowder or chicken blood, it was like a strong life, no matter how hard it was, she couldn’t be defeated. .

"Is this the Heavenly Martial Realm?"

Zhao Yun's state of mind was also very turbulent. With his strongest combat power since he practiced martial arts, he could not even shake the master Luo Sheng, and the Heavenly Martial Realm was indeed not covered.

"Can't beat it."

I don't know the first few rounds, Zhao Gongzi persuaded, and once again Sa Yazi escaped.

Whoosh!

The master of Rashomon is so fast that he will not let go.

boom! boom!

The dim cloud valley became restless.

Zhao Yun fleeed all the way, while Lord Rashomon chased all the way. The two of them fought and left, with a thunderous roar and a great valley. Because of him, the two of them were in a mess.

"Inside... it's so lively!"

Outside the valley, all the old guys pricked their ears.

"It's the fluctuation of the war."

"Who is that kid fighting with?"

"Is it possible that there is still a terrible existence hidden in the valley?

Everyone murmured, they wanted to go in and help.

Think about it, or give it up.

All of them are dragging oil bottles, and they just make trouble when they go in.

Hush!

While talking, the sky hissed.

When everyone heard it, they held their breath and breath, as if they were aware, they all looked towards one side, and there seemed to be rustling in the depths of the hazy clouds, and someone was coming here.

"spread."

The sky waved, the first one to hide into the darkness.

Everyone was also not idle, each found a hiding place, and waited for the person to come.

Under their gaze, a black-robed man walked out of the misty clouds.

Xu is that the night is too dark, maybe the other party's cover is too tight, Cang Qiong and others can't see the honor, only know that the aura is weird, or that he has no aura at all, he is obviously a quasi-tian cultivation base, but he does not see a trace of true essence. disclose.

The black-robed man stopped.

He stood like a statue in front of Yunyougu, motionless, just looking at the stone tablet silently.

For a long time, he didn't see any movements.

"Take it down."

The sky screamed coldly.

Hearing this, the black robe hurried away.

"Where to run."

All the elders yelled, and all of them jumped out, and at the same moment the banning method was applied, and the black-robed man who had only escaped by one or two steps was suppressed on the spot.

"Come."

"Let Grandpa take a look, which one is from."

The Great Elder of the Demon Palace brushed his hand and uncovered the black robe man.

He was a middle-aged man with a disheveled hair. Even if he was torn off his black robe, the hair still covered half of his face. Moreover, this man was very fast, from beginning to end, without speechlessness. He was suppressed like this, and there was no change in expression and a dull expression. The eyes are also hollow, like a puppet.

However, he is undoubtedly a living person.

Obviously, someone was charged with mind.

"Mystery?"

Cang Qiong frowned and pulled open the shirt on his chest with one hand, and he could see the person's chest, engraved with a black curse pattern.

Everyone squinted their eyes slightly. Looking at this person's shape and state, they are exactly the same as the cryptic person Zhao Yun said. The curse pattern on his chest is a good example.

"Looking at how familiar it is!"

The third elder of the magic family stretched out his hand and pushed aside the black-robed man who covered half of his face, so that he could see the whole picture.

Seeing it, most of the audience was surprised, "Xiao Hun?"

"Who is Xiaohun?" The sixth elder of the Bai family asked in a low voice.

"The former commander of the sixth battalion of the Demon Division of the Town." It was Dao Wuhen who replied. He also belonged to the Demon Division of the Town Demon. There are a lot of them, and have you fought against them?

"I heard that he has disappeared for more than ten years."

"I never thought I was still alive and became a sly."

The crowd surrounded the flute and swept up and down. They had only heard of the cryptic, and they still saw the first time. As expected, they did not bear the word cryptic. No matter where they looked at it, there was a sense of treacherousness.

"Sure enough, it's wicked."

The sky is the most dedicated, and the one standing is the most forward.

He is a studious master, so he likes to do research. He goes around the flute and his hands are particularly dishonest. It is interesting to pinch and squeeze all over the flute.

After studying for most of the night, it did not seem to be the case.

"The spellcaster is really a ghost."

The three elders of the Demon Temple took a deep breath and said with a heartfelt heart.

No one in the room refuted this.

A dark curse, how many people have been pitted.

"Listen to Zhao Yun, the person who casts the spell is Guiming?"

"If the Heavenly Martial Realm does not teach martial ethics, who can dodge it."

"When Guiming returns, Daxia will be very lively."

All the elders are also interesting. You and I will not stop talking. Every time you say a sentence, you will put a seal on Xiao's body.

Seal it well.

Sealed safe.

I'm afraid that this slyster will wander around in the middle of the night.

When Young Master Zhao comes out, he will bring him back to Qianqiu City and study it carefully.

Speaking of Young Master Zhao, everyone gathered in front of the valley again.

The roar of the war, which has not been annihilated, has resounded through the middle of the night.

With such a big movement, everyone who listened to it was cautious, and it was worrying for Zhao Yun.

Speaking of Young Master Zhao, he was indeed embarrassed.

After all, what he was facing was a genuine Heavenly Martial Realm.

After being chased by the Heavenly Martial Realm for so long, he still has his life so far, he is already enough to look down upon the world.

boom!

Lord Rasho slayed again, landing with a loud bang.

She wielded a sword light in her hand, as she always did.

Hum!

Zhao Yun carried Long Yuan with his horizontal sword in front of him.

Jian Guang arrived afterwards, and hit Long Yuanjian impartially. Long Yuan was strong enough to take a blow, but Zhao Yun, coughing up blood from the shock, turned all the way out, his arm bones snapped. Ah, like a big sandbag, fell into a peach blossom forest.

This peach blossom forest is a bit weird.

Looking at the peach blossoms on the tree, they were all bright red, as if they had been stained with blood. Besides, there were clouds and mists in the forest, which were also bright red, with a fragrance of their own.

The Lord Rashomon arrived soon afterwards and slashed with his sword.

"It's not over?"

Zhao Yun cursed, don't fight all the way, very angry.

It's okay if he doesn't scold him, Rashomon will attack him even harder with such scolding.

boom! boom!

There was another roar, and Taolin was in a mess.

If there are outsiders here, they will surely perceive subtle changes.

What a subtle change! ...The power of the two of them is actually weakening a little bit. Whether it is Zhao Yun or the master Luo Sheng, they are a little confused, their consciousness is beginning to be blurred, and even their attacks are greatly inaccurate, even the secret method is lost. The meaning of what should be.

Well...!

Zhao Yun let out a muffled hum and became abnormal. His face instantly turned red, and his whole body was burning like a flame. His deep eyes were quite blurred at this moment, and his clear mind was gradually dizzy at this moment, just like a drinker. The drunk, staggered.

Well...!

Looking at the opposite person, the same is true. She couldn't stand still, her face was crimson, and her Lingche eyes were watery, Zhao Yun was confused, why not she seemed to have fallen into a dream.

heat.

It's hot.

very hot.

This is how they feel at the moment.

"Elysium?"

The main Luoshengmen's eyes were blurred, looking at the bright red clouds and mist flying in the forest.

This is a cloud of fascination. The level is so high that even she can hardly resolve it.

"I... to your grandma."

Zhao Yun roared, seemingly aware of the clues.

Of course, there is nothing to suspend it after seeing it, what is the origin of the bloodline, what is the true essence of the immortal power, in front of here, the communication is not good, the will is as firm as him, and the fascinated mind is disintegrated, chaos to the collapse, one This most primitive desire is being awakened bit by bit.

Well...!

The Lord Rasho is not much better, his mind is confused, like a trance in an illusion, and he can't distinguish between the real and the illusion. With a pair of water-like eyes, the spring is also rippling, and the neon clothes have faded, revealing white and tender. Every inch of her skin shone with radiance.

Her charming feminine fragrance is like a poison.

His vigorous and hot qi and blood also seemed to be a kind of curse.

** Repel each other.

Opposites attract each other.

The most primitive desire made them forget everything.

The clouds became more dreamy, gradually blurring the two figures.

what...!

Accompanied by a female chant, the clouds and mists of the night are dreamy and hazy, like a curtain by the bed, slowly falling.