Eternal Gate

The rumbling of the Yinquan fairy mountain shakes the sky and the earth.

Amid the shouts of killing, the **** battle intensified.

This is not a duel, this is a one-sided sweep. From a distance, it is chaos. The sky is full of figures of war. Whenever there is a collision, there must be a scarlet light reflecting the sky, one palace after another, one after another. The peaks were blown up one after another.

"run?"

"Where to run?"

Someone fights, others flee.

Many Yinquan strong men escaped from the fairy mountain, wanting to take advantage of the chaos and slip away.

It is a pity that there are also people guarding outside the mountain. The eight great families with great courage, and the peak powers of the clan, are basically pulled over.

Everyone is fighting.

Only the treasure picking team conscientiously mopped up.

Although the deity was completely gone, they did not forget their mission.

Every palace.

Every loft.

They can all be seen.

Again.

You must not be angry if you can move away.

Speaking of the deity, since Young Master Zhao was involved in the space cracks, he has no distinction between east and west. The power of space almost dismantled his immortal body. If it were not for his strong background, he would have been broken into pieces.

boom!

The boom soon sounded.

The son of Zhao finally landed, smashing a mountain into a collapse.

When he stood firm, he subconsciously looked at the four directions. He could see the mountains and mountains, the long rivers, the fairy sound, and the splendor. But what he perceives most is the ancient vicissitudes. The ghost knows how many years have existed. Falling into it, it seemed that he was several years old.

This is a space.

And it's still a moving space.

Zhao Yun squinted his eyes slightly, and his wise thoughts also flew, as if he understood what was going on, it must be the collapse of the passage that caused the spatial changes, and he accidentally ran into this big world.

Um?

Suddenly, he smelled three familiar breaths.

Before thinking about it, he traced the past to the source of the breath.

After crossing a mountain, I saw a dark scorched earth.

Oh no, it should be a black quagmire, with a radius of tens of thousands of feet. The quagmire is not deep, only the calf is covered, and it is dark. At first glance, you thought it was black land?

There are three figures on the quagmire.

Hmm... all his old acquaintances.

One of them is Huahua Old Road;

The other two are the elders of the Holy Fire Temple.

In the past, when he kidnapped the **** son of the Holy Fire, he had seen these three people, and they disappeared for some reason, but now that he has solved his doubts, he must have rushed into this space in a daze.

The trio were in embarrassment.

Old Huahua walked in the front, as if carrying a mountain on him, every step of the way was difficult, the two in the back! While one carrying a sword and the other carrying a knife, they are struggling to move, trying to catch up with Huahua. Although the encounter is only a few tens of feet, it is extremely difficult to chase.

"What a weird quagmire."

Zhao Yun murmured, and narrowed his eyes again.

He is a spectator, and he sees it naturally. The black quagmire is by no means an ordinary boundary. There must be terrible coercion or terrible suction, and every time they lift their feet, they need to expend great efforts. That is obviously a chase. But from his point of view, the three of them are more like walking.

His arrival caused all three of them to look sideways.

Huahua said, "Zhao...Zhao Zilong?"

The two elders of the Holy Fire Hall were also taken aback, "Why is he still alive."

Originally, they couldn't see the honor of Zhao Yun, but the space was split. The black robe he wore was almost broken and clean. This revealed his true face, and the three of them recognized who it was.

"Old man, don't come here unharmed." Zhao Yun smiled and said to Huahua.

"Don't... don't come here unharmed." Huahua said with a dazed expression, his expression unbelievable.

"Fudge him out to save us both."

"Then, you and I will take his blood."

When Zhao Yun looked at Huahua's old way, some untimely words sounded.

The speaker was the two elders of the Holy Fire, using the Yuanshen voice transmission. He thought that Zhao Yun could not hear, but Zhao Yun did not hear a word badly. Because of what he heard, his eyes moved from Huahua to these two. These two are not good birds, they are in desperate situation, so they still want good things.

"Little friend, save me and wait, I must thank you very much." Both elders of the Holy Fire said.

"It's easy to say." Zhao Gongzi said well, but he took out the Overlord Bow casually.

From this angle, you can shoot the bow and arrow, and you can hit one by one. Who makes the two of them fall into the quagmire, raise their feet hard, let alone avoid them, and want Lao Tzu to save you, so big!

"You..." the first sacred fire elder looked awkward.

"You and I have no grievances and no grudges, just like this?" The Second Holy Fire elder screamed coldly.

"The two seniors shouldn't know it, the juniors have the talent to listen to the sound transmission." Zhao Yun smiled, already pulling the bowstring, "Fudge me out to save you, and then take my blood, does that mean it."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the two sacred fire elders changed again.

It was they who underestimated the eternal immortal body, who has such a strange talent.

In fact, it is not Zhao Yun who has this talent, but his natal weapon.

This is not important.

The important thing is that Zhao Yun accidentally heard Voice Transmission.

Even if he didn't hear it, he would not let go of the people in the Holy Fire Temple.

"Good journey."

Zhao Yun was faint, and the thunder arrow shot out like a startled light.

Of course, what made him raise his eyebrows was that the Thunder Arrow entered the quagmire range and became invisible.

"The law attack is invalid." Huahua coughed up blood.

"You don't have to say it earlier." Zhao Yun bent his bow and arched again.

The iron arrow he used this time was ineffective in his magic attack, so he would use a material attack!

"Little Xuanxian... also want to kill the old man?"

The first sacred fire elder coldly slammed his sword and cut off the iron killing arrow shot by Zhao Yun.

The Second Holy Fire elder gritted his teeth, stopped chasing Hua Hua Lao Dao, and went straight to Zhao Yun.

But after three or two steps, he freezes again, his eyes are frightened.

There is also the first sacred flame elder, who also showed a sense of fear, and subconsciously took a step back.

It's not to blame for them, just because Zhao Gongzi took the Overlord Bow and moved out a big guy, what a big guy! .... Zhu Xianyun, and there were more than one, and ten Zhu Xianyun were placed in a row.

Weapons of war.

Belongs to half-law attack and half-physical attack.

Magic attack is the immortal explosion talisman on it. It doesn’t matter whether it is exploded or not. Only the terrible penetration power of the strong crossbow and the poison needle in it are enough for two to go to Huangquan. Zhao Yun is a refiner. It is not an ordinary object, the seal script imprinted in it can bless the lethality to the utmost.

"Little friend."

"If you have something to say."

The two sacred fire elders were scared, his face pale.

The response to them was a buzzing sound.

Zhao Yun relieved the ban on Zhu Xianyun, and hundreds of powerful crossbows crossed the sky.

The two elders panicked. One was playing with his sword and the other was playing with his sword, trying to block, but blocked a lot, but there were too many crossbows and too strong penetrating power, and one shot would always hit.

puff!

The blood came out suddenly.

The first sacred fire elder took the lead, and his chest was pierced. Although the explosive talisman in it had not exploded, the poison needle in the crossbow had exploded, filling his whole body, and the overlord's poison also covered his whole body.

what...!

Then came the Second Holy Fire Elder.

This one was even worse, his entire head burst.

"Do you really want to die?"

The howl of the two men was a roar from the soul.

It’s okay if they didn’t scold them. With such scolding, Zhao Yun played more happily. After the first dial, the second and third dials... Calculated posture.

Gee tut...!

Huahua didn't escape, so he just sat there.

The **** scene was so seductive to him.

puff!

what...!

The blood and light appeared frequently, and the screams were endless.

The powerhouses of the two holes of the virtual peak were pierced by the strong crossbow again and again, and their flesh really became a sieve. The terrible poisonous intent melted their flesh, leaving only the dilapidated soul.

I don't know when the wailing will be annihilated.

The two sacred fire elders were really beaten up, and the one who died was called depressed.

Dignified Dongxu peak! It was actually wiped out by a Xuanxian with a strong crossbow.

"Nice work." Huahua exclaimed.

"Come on, it's you." Zhao Yun turned Zhu Xianyun's spearhead and aimed at Huahua Old Road.

"You..." The old Huahua suddenly changed his expression. Will this little thing be wiped out with him?

Hum!

A strong crossbow crossed the night.

The veteran Huahua wants to avoid it, but he is powerless.

In fact, he didn't need to hide at all, because the strong crossbow shot over fell in front of him, and the poison needle hidden in it did not explode. Only then did he realize that one end of the strong crossbow was tied to three or two. Iron wire, practical special black iron cast and smelted into iron wire, extremely tough and not easy to break.

"Look, grab the crossbow." Zhao Yun called out.

"You melon baby, almost scared the old man to pee." Old Hua Hua cursed, and held the crossbow tightly. On Zhao Yun's side, the blood rose, pulling the wire, like a tug of war, inch by inch. Yes, he abruptly pulled Huahua Lao Dao out of the quagmire.

call!

Hua Hua Lao Dao was paralyzed as soon as she landed, and the old blood spurted wildly.

The physical injury was small, and the miserable thing was the life spirit. He was hit by the old Black Mountain demon that night. The spirit was almost smashed and was later chased. After a battle, he could not escape, but was drawn into this area. After the big world, he fell into the quagmire, and he had to survive the quagmire.

"I was there that night," Zhao Yun said.

"Are you there?" Huahua said in a daze.

"If it weren't for you to make trouble, I wouldn't be able to catch the Holy Fire God Child." Zhao Yun smiled dryly.

"Where is the other person?" Huahua asked hurriedly, her turbid old eyes becoming blood red.

"sold."

"sold?"

"Commonly known as... kidnapping."

"I....."

Old Huahua didn't come up in a breath, and coughed up a bit of old blood. He dared to plan for so long, and all made wedding dresses for this kid. He failed to destroy the Holy Fire God Child, but let this goods pick up a leak, Holy Fire Temple God Child, It is very valuable. I can hardly guess that there are millions of immortal stones.

"And heal the wound first."

Zhao Yun crushed a pill and blended it into Huahua Lao Dao's body.

After that, it was the pure blood origin, helping it to wipe out the killing intent.

Why!

Huahua said with a sigh, sitting cross-legged to perform the exercises.

In any case, he still has fate now, fate is hope.

One day.

He will catch the Holy Fire God Child.