Eternal Gate

When Zhao Yun reappeared, it was already a dim starry sky.

When he fell, Zhan Tianxing was looking at all directions from the starry sky.

Zhao Yun took a step and looked around subconsciously. He could not see the end of the starry sky even with all his eyesight. Some were only dim, and there were one or two faint starlights that flickered in the silence.

"Have you left the Supreme City?" Zhao Yun asked.

"It's still in the game." Zhan Tianxing took a deep breath.

After a long time, Zhao Yun has also seen clues, this seems to be a strange space.

In other words, this is a small world in chess. They made chess pieces before they landed here.

Both of them took their steps forward, carrying their swords and walking all the way to see, and they also walked all the way to call, there was no reply from all directions, and it seemed that there was really no end, and there was no end to where they went.

what is this?

The two shook their heads more than once.

Speaking of a good chess game, here are several meanings.

Ok?

Walking to a starry sky, both of them suddenly settled down.

In this dim world, there is finally a trace of strangeness, and it is everywhere, like thousands of troops galloping wantonly, maybe there are too many people, and the starry sky is swaying for a while.

When the distance is close, I can see it vaguely.

There are thousands of troops and horses, and there are battle flags.

Both Zhao Yun and Zhan Tianxing were trembling, because the thousands of troops and horses seemed to be rushing towards them, and the ancient killing energy formed a terrifying power, and they were all unsteady.

"Don't let go without seeing blood!"

Zhao Yun clenched Long Yuan tightly, and in an instant his battle strength was fully activated.

Although Zhan Tianxing is weak, but his brain is fine, he can see what the situation is.

The road to heaven! Man is the pawn, the chessboard is the battlefield, and this is the final game.

war!

With a clanging drink, the two of them attacked thousands of troops from left to right.

Yunyan was the only spectator, and what he saw was like a figure in the sea. Zhao Yun and Zhan Tianxing were submerged in it, like a drop in Taicang.

boom! boom!

The war was tragic, and blood bloomed in the starry sky.

Zhao Yun and Zhan Tianxing were also tragic. They were both bathed in blood, and they were the most insane. A war, to fight the way out alive.

"Infinity?"

The two were back to back, unable to see the end of the thousands of troops.

The clouds in the dream are more real to see, yes, it is endless. When a piece of the enemy falls, it is also a piece of enemy slaughtered. They are the soul of chess and the killing in chess.

tsk tsk!

There are tongue-twitching sounds from the outside world, which come from the ancient star of Nirvana.

He is also a sanctioner in the immortal world, and can clearly see the battlefield.

Jiuding Zhizun is an outstanding god, and he likes bells and whistles the most. That is a great game, it is clearly a pit, and I don’t know how many outstanding people are buried in it and turned into chess souls.

"Old officer, show me that kid."

If there is something in the mortal world, it is the sanctioner of the mortal world.

He still has a flair and likes to fish in the middle of the night.

"Call Grandpa."

Immortal world sanctioner is also interesting, and this sentence came out of his mouth.

Zhu Kong's old face turned completely black in an instant, and a certain sanctioner floated a little.

After getting angry, he still suppressed the urge to curse the mother, and took a small golden pagoda with his hand, bathed in the starlight, shining with a strange divine splendor, the ancient vicissitudes of life, full of Taoism.

"This guy, you should be very rare."

Zhu Kong holds a fishing rod in his left hand, and a pagoda hangs in his right palm.

The immortal sanctioner narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he could see the little golden tower with hope across the universe. It was because he saw it that he raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was still a hint of surprise in his old eyes.

"It turned out to be with you." Immortal world sanctioner blew his beard and stared.

"Show me that kid, this thing is yours." Zhu Kong said leisurely.

"How embarrassing this is." Immortal world sanctioner instantly cheered.

He first glanced at the ethereal nothingness before casting a god-level secret technique.

The scene in the Daotian Bureau was branded into a picture by him. Zhao Yun's figure is a close-up, and it is also particularly eye-catching. Except for being hammered a bit miserably, there is nothing wrong with it.

With a wave of his hand, he sent the picture back to the world.

Zhukong is also quite faithful, and he really gave it to the golden pagoda.

The Immortal Sanctioner no longer carves wood carvings, and disappears with a small tower.

Here, Zhu Kong has crushed the brand, and turned the scene in the Daotian Bureau into an image. He is not the only spectator. There is a little girl beside him, who is Liu Ruxin to be precise.

"Zhao Yun."

Liu Ruxin was choked up, tears streaming down her face.

One hundred years later, she finally saw her husband.

"Dao Tian Bureau."

Zhu Kong stroked his beard and saw at a glance where Zhao Yun was.

Honestly, it's not a good place, and a lot of great people have been buried.

The brand image is short-lived and disappears quickly.

With tears in her eyes, Liu Ruxin looked at Zhukong with hope.

A hundred years of longing and dreaming, how can only one image be enough to fill my thoughts.

"The old man has fulfilled his promise, and it's up to you to fulfill your promise."

Zhu Kong put down the fishing rod, and then pinched a seal with one hand.

He didn't show Zhao Yun to Liu Ruxin for no reason, there was a quid pro quo between them, and it wasn't a big deal. It was nothing more than sending Liu Ruxin to the underworld to get something.

He had asked Zhao Yun to do things like this back then.

For a bowl of Styx water, he took a favor.

There is no way, the servant of the **** of the underworld can't enter the oil and salt, and he is not pleasing to the eye. He wants to find the goods and ask for something, but there is no door, but he has no choice but to ask for the next best thing and send someone down to get it secretly.

"Junior remembers it." Liu Ruxin hurriedly wiped away her tears.

She is going to the underworld, and she has to return to the world alive.

As long as he can come back alive, there is still hope to make a deal with God.

hum!

With a humming sound, a black door opened.

Liu Ruxin stepped into the dark abyss.

The immortal sanctioner took a compass with a white dot on it, representing Liu Ruxin. The last time Zhao Yun made an assertion and disturbed the **** of the underworld, this time he made all preparations.

Who would have thought that in this short time of a stick of incense, the Daotian Bureau has been ten years.

That's right, the time flow rate of Tianju is different from the outside world, and Jiuding Supreme is the law of time.

It doesn't matter if the flow rate is different, but Zhao Yun and Zhan Tianxing are miserable.

In the dim starry sky, they have been fighting hard for ten years.

Ten years, they have been wounded to pieces.

But the thousands of troops are still coming in an endless stream.

"It's really going to be exhausted."

In the dream of Yunyan, her cheeks were extremely pale.

The two fought for ten years, and she watched it for ten years.

This is no longer a game, and it is no longer a war, but a dead end. The so-called Daotian game, I am afraid that it will be a dead game from beginning to end, and two heroes will be trapped to death before they collapse.