Eternal Gate

At night, Zhao Yun sat cross-legged.

He pulled out the origin blood of the celestial body and integrated it into the body.

It is also like when the original blood of the Dao body is melted. Once the blood enters the body, it will not enter the source, and the tyrannical blood will swept through the whole body, giving his life blood, and a layer of golden brilliance.

Dapeng was a spectator, and he sighed.

The bulk of the eternal body is really about to rise!

I saw that he flicked his hands a piece of talisman, all of which were covering talismans, covering the house.

The brilliance of Zhao Yun's whole body was blocked by the spell, otherwise it would have alarmed outsiders.

Once again, the Eternal Body's exclusive secret pattern was drawn between Zhao Yun's eyebrows.

It is a pity that he does not lack the eternal body, and even the exclusive secret pattern is not very clear.

Although the secret pattern is vague, it does not hinder this opportunity.

His origin is a little retro, and his eternal blood is also a lot of essence.

As for cultivation! I am afraid that the strength is not enough to reach the ninth level.

"Special."

Outside the room, there was a scolding sound.

It was Wangxiang Zhenren who came back. He must have been beaten up. He was limping when he walked. The foot kicked him in the face, looking at the thief funny.

Ouch!

When Dapeng saw it, Ma Liu ran out.

He is like a pug, sniffing around Wangxiang Zhenren.

what?

Wangxiang real person's eyebrows are slightly raised, why... still want to take a bite of me?

Dapeng didn't say a word, but he still sniffed.

After a long time, he rubbed his hands together and smiled, "Do you have dragon scale flowers?"

Wangxiang Zhenren heard it, and raised his eyebrows higher. Is this guy really a dog? Can you smell this?

"Yes, take it out and take a look." Dapeng smiled.

"No." Wangxiang Zhenzhen took out the wine gourd and poured it vigorously.

"If the Sword Saint heard this, he would be very unhappy." Dapeng said with a meaningful expression.

Not to mention, the swordsman is a good messenger, and the real person of Wangxiang will follow.

But I forgot that these two goods have a deep relationship with the Sword Saint.

Seeing him flick his sleeves, a golden flower hangs in the palm of his hand, like a dragon scale, and there are also bursts of dragon roars resounding. When you look closer, it is an illusory little dragon surrounded by a wisp of essence. The pure dragon energy was surging on his face, and Dapeng's eyes were shining brightly.

"This thing is not for sale."

"Not for sale."

"Hey... Juggernaut is in a bad mood recently."

"Get it."

These two birds are interesting, and the thieves chatting in the middle of the night are happy.

Mainly Dapeng ghosts are clever and always use sword saints to scare birds.

Wangxiang Zhenren took his heart again, and really gave the dragon scale flower to Dapeng.

"Not for nothing."

Dapeng is also true, and sent Wangxiang Zhenren a fairy sword.

A transaction, such a happy transaction.

Dapeng is in a good mood, and the dragon scale flower is a great supplement.

Squeak!

The door opened, and Zhao Yun walked out with a stretched waist.

Seeing it, the real person of Wangxiang showed a strange look. He hadn't seen him for two days. This person's breath was a lot obscure, especially those eyes, which were even more profound. The twinkling eyes were as bright as stars.

"Thank you for your hospitality." Zhao Yun smiled.

Speaking, he also took a few secret scrolls and gave them to the real person of Wangxiang.

After all, he was in the realm of others, and he got a chance and good fortune, and the little red envelope had to be sealed.

The real Wangxiang smiled brightly, and this person is reliable in his work.

In contrast, the one next to him was not so shameless, and used the Sword Saint to scare him.

While speaking, Feng Wu's deity also came out of the door.

She changed her outfit, **** three thousand blue silk, and disguised herself as a man.

When Zhao Yun and Dapeng saw it, they suddenly felt that they were ugly. Feng Wu, who disguised herself as a man, was a handsome scum, but if you let men dress up as women, it would not be disgusting. That's the difference.

When the real Wangxiang saw it, his brows were slightly wrinkled.

"Master, the disciple is leaving."

The phoenix dance stood still slightly, leaned down slightly, and held a picture scroll in both hands.

That was the painting she made two days ago, the painting is of the master, and it will be presented tonight.

go?

Wangxiang Zhenren hesitated to speak, but when he arrived, he sighed.

"Keeping you for a hundred years, those who can trap you, can't trap your obsession."

"The grace of the teacher's teaching will be remembered by the disciple forever."

"When his apprentice returns, he will paint the master again."

Feng Wu's deity said a word, and added a bow.

She left, and the moment she went out, she put on a white jade mask.

Why!

Wangxiang Zhenren sighed again, the disciples parted today, maybe it will be a goodbye forever.

Zhao Yun and Dapeng are not fools, just because the atmosphere of farewell is not very normal.

"Old man, what's the situation?" Dapeng asked in a low voice.

"It's all old." Wangxiang Zhenren didn't say anything.

"If he is free, come and meet again." Zhao Yun hurriedly handed over and went out with Feng Wu's deity, but Feng Wu's deity can't be allowed to do stupid things. If she has three strengths and two weaknesses, Feng Wu will be buried with her.

After leaving the Wangxiang Tower, the phoenix dance deity disappeared.

Fortunately, Zhao Yun was witty enough to mark the opponent with his fairy eyes.

"I figured it out, she's in trouble." Dapeng said meaningfully.

Zhao Yun didn't answer, it's not nonsense! If you don't see through life and death, how can you say goodbye to your master.

Soon, the two found Feng Wu's deity in a shop.

She ran to buy spells, all high-level killing talismans.

"Who is this looking for?" Zhao Yun said in his heart. Looking at the number of killing talismans, he might not be able to blow up the Immortal King, but it would be no problem to send a quasi Immortal King back to his hometown.

"She's so rich!" Dapeng sighed.

Looking at the thick killing talisman, he and Zhao Yun together may not be able to afford it.

Spells are not rare items, but if you add an advanced level, that's another story.

"Is the family bankrupt?" Zhao Yun murmured, he was really looking at it, I am afraid that in addition to the natal weapon, Feng Wu's deity is afraid that all the valuable treasures and money will be exchanged for the killing spell.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Yun approached.

"Go out for a walk." Feng Wu stepped out of the store.

Zhao Yun followed him like a shadow.

However, when he came out, there was no trace of Feng Wu's deity.

It was he who underestimated this one, his movement was too treacherous.

Helpless, he had no choice but to follow the imprint and chased out of Datian Ancient City all the way.

"Don't chase anymore, I'll give her back her freedom in the future." Outside the sky, there was a phoenix dance deity passed back.

Dapeng frowned when he heard this.

Also incarnate freedom, any deity can do it.

It's just that the price is a bit tragic, it is nothing more than a life-changing life, the deity can take back the incarnation, and naturally he can sacrifice his life to incarnate. This sacrifice is completely buried, leaving no trace or memory. Freedom, Feng Wu's deity said so, obviously it was going to be a life-threatening situation.

Zhao Yun remained silent, still chasing after him.

It's not that he doesn't believe in the phoenix dance deity, but he is afraid that the deity will affect the incarnation.

You have to work hard, any change can happen.

He didn't want to meddle in his own business, but he couldn't ignore Feng Wu's safety.