Eternal Gate

Roar! Roar!

The roar of the unicorn is shaped like thunder, bursting into the valley of clouds.

Holy beast! How can its transformation be smaller.

The dim world is burnt by its flames, and the ancient visions have evolved one after another. The mysterious powers unearthed all carry a terrible coercion, the coercion inherited in the blood.

"The unicorn sacred beast has a well-deserved reputation."

As the master Luosheng said, he did not forget to glance at Young Master Zhao.

The luck of this cargo is too bad.

That little unicorn beast, really picked it up?

Zhao Yun tried his best to defeat the blood-clothed ancestors.

Taking time out, also wiped a nosebleed.

This old guy is also interesting. He should have a soft spot for his face. Most of the attacks are directed towards his face.

boom! boom!

The blood-clothed ancestor was so vigorous that he blasted away the master Luo Sheng with a punch, flipped his hand, and the bones of Zhao Yun's body crackled.

puff!

Lord Rashomon coughed up blood.

Zhao Yun also coughed up blood.

With a palm of the Heavenly Martial Realm, his five internal organs are broken. It is correct to not let the punch line come out with such power. That little girl will fall apart with one palm. What is the power of the phantasm, what is the Taiyin Qi, Under the absolute suppression of power, everything will not work well.

"Stay."

Master Rasho made a cold cry, a long rainbow shot out from his sleeve, and when he watched carefully, he realized that it was a rope, as fast as an electric light, and as strong as the blood-clothed ancestors.

"Eat my sword."

Zhao Yun killed him, leaping up in the air, and a domineering side leaked.

However, before his sword fell, the blood-clothed ancestor broke away from the rope, and centered on his body, opened an energy shield similar to Tiangang, collapsed Ling Tian Jianmang, and even Zhao Gongzi, also shook it at the same time.

Zheng!

The Lord Rashomon rushed forward and pierced Changhong with a sword.

Her lore can be regarded as the best of the past and present, but in front of the blood-clothed ancestor, it seems that the sword that pierced the eyebrow was easily grasped by the blood-clothed ancestor, and the sword power was removed in a flash.

This cannot be blamed on her, she must be blamed for her state, which is extremely bad, only half-life is left, and she scores the heart against the illusion. The sword of lore has lost a bit of power since the beginning, including speed and sword. It is far from the peak. If it is in the peak state, this sword will be uncomfortable for the blood-clothed ancestors, and if one is not good, it can still kill on the spot.

"Forbid him."

Zhao Yun let out a cold call, like a golden light.

The inverted Master Luo Sheng immediately pinched the tactics and imposed a ban, and the blood-clothed ancestor was stagnated.

Although it was only a moment, it was enough for Zhao Yun to kill him. He slammed into the arms of the blood-clothed ancestor and hugged him.

At the same second, he hooked up the clone, carrying this Heavenly Martial Realm, and forcibly teleporting it, using spatial tearing to teach blood-clothed ancestors a lesson.

Whoosh!

The two disappeared in an instant.

The reappearance is thousands of feet away.

Immediately after leaving the battle, Zhao Yun's avatars were all blown up.

Taking Tianwu to teleport is not a joke.

In the old days, he led the Master Luo Sheng to summon in a reverse direction, and he went to Fallen Xianyunhai without paying attention, and he almost stayed there. Zhao Yun would not use this method as a last resort.

Today, it is a last resort.

Even though he cooperated with the master Luo Sheng very tacitly, he couldn't stop the blood-clothed ancestors. If the servant was running with enough energy, it would be strange to stop him, but he had no choice but to move the sword away from the front.

Don't say, this method is really good.

He was miserable, and the ancestor of the blood-clothed door was not much better. The light of the curse of the physique was torn apart by the space, and the body was injured. , But it also broke the defense of this Tianwu.

"Come again."

Zhao Yun's eyes flashed and disappeared again.

The Master Rasho, who had just killed this world, caught the sky, felt it, and raised the sword to the other side. Before the people arrived, Zhao Yun and the blood-clothed ancestors had already gone out, still accompanied by blood.

Zhao Yun was dripping with blood.

The blood-clothed ancestors were also ragged.

Whoosh!

Once Young Master Zhao goes mad, he is a madman.

The difference between the front and back was only a moment, and the blood-clothed ancestor disappeared again.

But this time, before coming out of the battle, he fell out of the crack in the space. It was the blood-clothed ancestor who forcibly broke away from Zhao Yun's embrace.

When the Lord Rason arrived, he saw two **** figures falling. The blood-clothed ancestor was miserable, and Zhao Yun was even more miserable. Because he was forced to break free, one of his arms was blown out and a pool of blood fell on the ground.

"You...damn it."

For the first time, the blood-clothed ancestor spit out human words.

In other words, it was the spellcaster who spoke through him, and he couldn't hear the tone, and I don't know whether the other party is always young or male or female, because these three characters, both young and old, mixed with men and women, should be the cover of the other party. The words were cold and withered.

boom!

When the words fell, the blood-clothed ancestors had great vigor, violent evil aura, monstrous tumbling, and the Lord Rasho who had just killed him was stunned for a while.

There is no need to look at it to know that the curse caster has blessed the blood-clothed ancestor with terrible power.

This kind of power, not to mention her at this moment, even in her peak state, she can't catch up. The caster is too terrifying, and 90% of her may be an immortal.

"It's really hard to beat you!"

Zhao Yun clasped his arms and staggered to his feet. The Heavenly Martial Realm's ability to resist beating was disgusting, making him want to scold his mother. People of this level really couldn't shake his general strength.

"Dark Devil Heaven."

The blood-clothed ancestor folded his hands together and imposed a terrible forbidden method.

As he left his words, the dim world suddenly became a piece of darkness, including Zhao Yun and Luo Sheng's sect master, all being pulled into this piece of darkness, like Chu Wushuang's dark and unbounded.

But this dark magic sky is obviously a higher level.

The level is low, please don't move the Heavenly Martial Realm of Master Rasho.

"The secret of space."

Lord Rashomon murmured, seeing the clues at a glance.

"It's more evil than Diablo Unbounded."

Zhao Yun's head hung the Lotus Lantern, shining a bright light, and he and the master Luo Sheng, the frost-free dark and unbounded, he at least knew how to break, but he could not see a trace of flaws in the dark magic sky, even His avatars outside were completely isolated, that is to say, he couldn't move back to summon.

"Through the secret method of moving the space of the blood-clothed ancestors, the caster is afraid that it will not feel good." The Master Luo Sheng looked up. Although it was dark, she could catch the blood-clothed ancestors. Just a moment ago, she could clearly hear a muffled hum. .

"How to break the game."

Zhao Gongzi looked left and right, staying in this dark world, really insecure, and wanted to find a thigh to hug him.

"I'm in peak state, maybe it can." Master Luo Sheng took a deep breath.

"The younger generation thinks that since it's nonsense, it's better to talk less." Zhao Yun said earnestly.

Rashomon looked sideways and glanced up and down at the goods.

Tonight, it seems to be a dead end, do you want to kill this guy before you die?

"Here." Zhao Yun said suddenly.

Why did he say that the Master Rasho also has perception. He can see the dark sky above. A round of blood-colored sun evolves out. It is strange and weird, and the ray of blood-colored light contains infinite magic power, like illusion, like contemplation. , Rao, when she saw it, she couldn't hold up the Qingming state of mind, and even the lotus fire of the Baolian lantern could not cut off the weird light.

Hum!

Without a word, Zhao Yun took out the Overlord Bow casually.

Occupational diseases, when you see something round and still, you have an urge to shoot.