Eternal Gate

Reflecting the stars, Zhao Yun landed on a mountain.

Since leaving Qianqiu City, he has been looking westward for half a month with telepathy.

Of course, just a moment ago, the telepathy was cut off.

This break does not matter, his face instantly pales to the extreme.

Without telepathy, does it prove that Luo Xia has encountered an accident.

"Live well." Moon God said leisurely.

"How do you know?" Zhao Yun asked subconsciously.

"Her fate is still there, it's very bright."

"Fate Star?" Zhao Yun raised his eyes and looked at the starry sky.

He has studied astrology quite a bit, and he knows a little about the astronomical phenomenon, but the fate star is totally ignorant, but since it was said by the Moon God, he unconditionally believes that Luo Xia and his baby are still intact.

"Why did the telepathy disappear." Zhao Yun looked puzzled.

"It should have entered a mysterious place and isolated the soul." The Moon God said lightly.

Zhao Yun was tangled and cut off his telepathy. Is this to let him find a needle in a haystack?

Looking for help from sanctioners?

After thinking about it, he still thinks this method is the most reliable.

Once again, he looked at the Moon God, hoping to give some guidance.

"The old guy is at the end of the northern sky."

With a word from Moon God, Zhao Yun couldn't lift his head.

At the end of the northern sky, he flew to death day and night non-stop, and could not get there.

Helpless, he had to go west again, anyway, Luoxia was in the west, so it was right to go west.

"Little sister, don't be shy!"

Roar!

"Go away, we are true love."

Roar!

"Do you look handsome as me?"

Roar!

All the way thereafter, it was quite restless.

The so-called unrest refers to Dapeng and Xiaoqilin.

Both are birds, Dapeng always wanted to chat with Xiao Qingluan, and while chatting, he was beaten by a little unicorn, and even a gold-winged roc, was hammered into a miscellaneous bird by the sacred beast.

Just this, Dapeng still doesn't have a long memory.

In order to tease the girl, it really wants to be simmered in a pot.

"Luoxia."

Zhao Yun's call resounded all the way.

If it is put on weekdays, he is not worried at all.

The master of Rashomon! The authentic peak of the Heavenly Martial Realm is a master of assassination and an expert in hiding. Ordinary quasi immortals may not be able to take her.

But the sunset fairy king is not an ordinary fairy. If Mou Zujin's and Luoxia can't get through, then it will be more fortunate than fortune.

Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case, find good morning peace.

boom! boom!

When I was walking, I heard a roar from afar, which came from a mountain forest.

There should be people fighting, and the movement was not small, and the shaking peaks collapsed one after another.

"past."

The moon **** who had been silent for a long time said suddenly.

Zhao Yun didn't think much about it, and a brilliant drift went straight to the other side.

When I got closer, I realized that the two old men were fighting, an old man in black clothes and an old man with white hair, both in the pinnacle state of heaven, and I don't know which one, let alone any enmity. Skills, tricks and deaths, blood and light fluttered.

"Yanjia has a narrow road!"

Zhao Yun sneered, looking at the old man in black.

If you are not mistaken, it should be the ancestor of the blood eagle tribe, Yan Kang's grandfather.

During the war of annihilation, this line was rebellious by the whole family. Before they left, they caused a **** catastrophe in Daxia. They should not have thought that Daxia survived the catastrophe, and also ushered in new glory.

Looking at the white-haired old man, he is also a good old friend: The old man Xuanji is the pavilion owner of Xuanji Pavilion. The charms of Qianqiu City in the past were all sold to Xuanji Pavilion. This old man also gave him a Xuanji card, what to buy Both are 20% off.

And what made him remember the most was that one of the eight Buddha statues was obtained from the old man Xuanji. Unexpectedly, he ran into this barren mountain and the ancestor was the blood eagle.

"Die!"

The blood eagle ancestor let out a grin and pierced Changhong with a sword.

This sword cannot be blocked by the mysterious old man, and he can't avoid it. He is a good hand in business.

What a fight! It's almost meaningless.

Zhao Yun didn't talk nonsense, and struck out with a sword gas in his hand.

The blood eagle ancestor changed his face and hurriedly closed his hand, with the horizontal sword in front of him to block.

It's a pity that there was nothing to sling. The weapon made of profound iron was easily cut off by Zhao Yun's sword energy, and he was almost smashed by himself.

Zhao Yun left this hand. He had to get some useful information from the blood-clothed ancestors. For example, the blood eagle tribe created a blood catastrophe that year, and this tribe had to return it to Da Xia.

"Zhao Yun?" The old man Xuanji was taken aback, and he recognized who it was at a glance. Just because he recognized it, he looked happy. He was so predestined with Zhao Yun, and he could bump into this place where the bird doesn't shit.

"Zhao...Zhao Yun?" Compared to the old man in Xuanji, the face of the blood-clothed ancestor was pale enough, and he was completely cold. If you go out today, you should look at the almanac. How can you run into this evil star?

"It's me." Zhao Yun said calmly, walking step by step, terrifying coercion, covering the world, terrifying killing intent, and freezing mountains and forests.

"Quasi Immortal?" The ancestor of Xuanji was shocked. Was he still in the Heavenly Martial Realm a few months ago? Is this quasi?

Whoosh!

The blood eagle ancestor trembled, turned around and fleeed.

However, Zhao Yun was faster, and a sword light drove away.

The screams were screaming, the blood eagle ancestor's dantian was pierced by a single blow, and his cultivation was abolished.

Zhao Yun had no mercy. He pressed a palm on his heavenly spirit cover and searched for the soul. The blood eagle ancestor who searched died suddenly on the spot. The state of mind before his death should be very melancholy and regretful. The blood eagle tribe should have provoked someone who shouldn't. Provoked.

"I will find a place." Zhao Yun closed his hand, knowing the hiding place of the Blood Eagle tribe.

"Thank you for your help." The old man Xuanji held his hands in awe and gratitude. If it weren't for Zhao Yun, he would probably have died in Huangquan. This is his nobleman and benefactor, and he will remember it for life.

"Your sword is good."

Zhao Yun touched his chin and stared at the sword in the hands of the old man Xuanji. The silver light was dazzling. It was made of special mysterious iron, but it was more precious than mysterious iron. It was an ancient character engraved on the sword body. , That is a word of escape from heaven.

This was the reason why the Moon God asked him to come over.

"If the little friend likes it, I'll give it to you." The old man Xuanji smiled, but he was also generous, and he would not be stingy with a weapon.

"The juniors don't want it for nothing." Zhao Yun handed out a golden knife.

Putting aside the word Dunjia Tian, ​​this golden sword is much more expensive than that silver sword.

"This... how embarrassed."

The old ancestor Xuanji smiled and hurriedly took it.

boom! boom! boom!

Just as I said, I heard a sudden bang, slow and rhythmic, and listened carefully. It was the sound of people walking. Perhaps the pressure was too strong, maybe the body was too heavy, and even every step of the fall, I stepped on the void roar.

Zhao Yun looked sideways.

When you enter the eye, you will see a bright fairy light. In the shadow of the fairy light, it is the embryonic form of a person. The distance is too far, or it may be too mysterious. It is not clear that the other party’s honor and only knows. It is a quasi-immortal, extremely terrifying. The quasi immortal, the momentum can't deceive, and the Qi Yun can't deceive people.

The man is coming here.

To be precise, he came rushing to him, and he was locked in by the other party, and he could still feel it.

"What happened tonight."

On his side, the old man Xuanji’s face was pale enough. On weekdays, it’s hard to see even a Tianwu. Tonight, I ran into two quasi immortals at once, and even Zhao Yun felt depressed, let alone his quasi. Heaven.

"go."

Zhao Yun flicked his sleeves and pushed the old man Xuanji out.

The other party is not good, so I don't want this old man to suffer from the disaster.

"Little friends, beware."

The old man Xuanji left a word and turned to leave. It was not unrighteous, but because he was so docile, he couldn't help at all, and he saved Zhao Yun's troubles. It's better to leave early.

"What a strong aura." Zhao Yun murmured, staring at the opposite side.

"Tianzong Master, you make this deity easy to find!" Accompanied by a faint laugh, a handsome young man walked out of the fairy light slowly, accompanied by visions around his body, and a fierce golden robe.

Zhao Yun couldn't speak, his eyes almost narrowed.

Why is this young man in golden robe exactly the same as the one born in the sunset fairy king.

But what he saw at the end of the sky was not this one.

"Xiu'er?" Zhao Yun looked at the Moon God.

"This is also the incarnation of the Immortal King Sunset." The Moon God said leisurely, "The difference is that this is a practice of entering the world from scratch, without memory, just like Yunyan's situation."

"No wonder."

Zhao Yun's eyes were strange, how many avatars the Sunset Immortal King sent to earth, how lucky he was, he ran into two before and after, one with innate memory, and the other from scratch.

So here comes the problem.

Which one really hurt Hongyuan and troubled Qianqiu City?

"Daxia Hongyuan is broken, and the immortal demon is abolished. This land is number one in the world in three eras. The deity has won two. You...will be the third." The young man in the golden robe smiled faintly.

When Zhao Yun heard this, his murderous intent was overwhelming.

There is no need to ask anymore, it is the one in front of him who wounded Hongyuan and wrecked Qianqiu City.

Most of this cultivator who has entered the world from scratch does not belong to this land. It should come from a far away place. He came here only for challenge and specializes in selecting powerful people of the same level to start. Is this the way to practice?

Listening to the meaning of the other party's words, it seems that he is only interested in No. 1 in the world.

Hongyuan and Mojun are examples of life and freedom.

As for Cang Qiong and others, they were all sent off in a fight, and most of the youth in the golden robe didn't look down on them.

It is undeniable that the Jinpao youth is indeed very strong.

In his view, the practice of entering the world from scratch seems to be more thorough, because this kind of incarnation is a free body from beginning to end, without innate memory to control thoughts, can truly integrate into the world. The insights they gain are the most original source. At first, being able to repair from zero to this level, and losing streak of Hongyuan and Mojun, proved how terrifying this person's talent is.

boom!

Accompanied by a roar, Zhao Yun's combat power was fully deployed in an instant.

If you find the righteous master, then you have to settle the account.

Whoever incarnates you, touches my negative scale... Killing without mercy.

"What a pure qi and blood." The young man in the golden robe licked his tongue, and his eyes burst with hot light. It was covetousness and greed. The youngest person in the world is No. 1 in the world. It seems to be stronger than Hongyuan Good Demon Lord. It's Qi accumulation and combat power, as well as this origin bloodline, which is really rare in life.

"Take your life."

Zhao Yun drank his sonorously, and punched the sky.

The young man in the golden robe was full of contempt, sweeping Xu Tian with a palm, his palm majestic and majestic.