Eternal Gate

"The devil."

Zhao Yun whispered, only he could hear it.

That's right, that person with a decadent demeanor is exactly the same as the holy son of the demon family in the mortal world.

Such a face, he has seen it once in a black hole, that is, the evil thought of the shadow, even if it is an evil thought, it is a great supernatural power that a thief can beat, and the sky is the drum, which almost wiped him out. At that time, Yunyan once said that the honor of the black shadow evil thoughts is exactly the same as that of the holy monarch.

"It's so similar." Yan Yu murmured softly.

The honor of the Holy Monarch is not a secret, and she has had the privilege of seeing a portrait.

Comparing them in pairs, the portraits of He Zhisheng are simply carved out of the same mold.

"He is a saint." Zhao Yun asked in a low voice.

"The Holy Monarch has long since been buried." Misty Rain responded with a voice transmission.

"What if it's suspended animation?" Zhao Yun asked again.

"Impossible, my master was present on the day the sage was buried." Yan Yu's tone was certain, "The master said that the sage died, and not even a trace of his soul was left."

Zhao Yun did not continue, and silently called Yun Yan.

"I don't know." Yun Yan shook her head lightly, unable to see the clue.

Or, she is just an avatar without the vision of the deity.

Zhao Yun looked at Zi Mansion and wanted to ask Sword Saint.

However, the Sword Saint was indulging in the Immortal Pond, and he was embarrassed to bother.

The lively event, because of the decadent person, suddenly became depressed a lot. It was only because the sage was so famous. In the past, he raised his sword and fought fiercely in the Northern Wilderness and made a fierce name. It was a nightmare for a generation.

"is it him?"

Too many old guys narrowed their eyes, wondering if they were asking themselves or their colleagues.

In particular, the enemies of the Daluo Immortal Sect are now sitting on needles. The reason why the sage died in battle in the past was because of protecting the Daluo Immortal Sect, and the reason why he protected the Daluo Immortal Sect was not because of the siege.

"It's all destroyed, it can't be his."

"The old man was also present that day, and his soul was really gone."

"The holy monarch seizes the good fortune, and the lack of protection has made a blind eye."

The old guys are secretly transmitting voices, trying to tell the truth.

But the so-called truth can't be explained in three words.

Subconsciously, many people looked at Yantian Laodao.

They can't see the clue, which doesn't mean that Yantian can't figure out the mystery.

Of course, Yantian Laodao, who was under the spotlight, frowned slightly. He did a good deduction, but he didn't figure it out. It wasn't that he could do it, but that there was a mysterious power covering him.

On the other side, the decadent person has found a corner seat to sit down.

He is like an idle outsider, even if he is stared at by all directions, he has no emotional fluctuations.

But everyone with a discerning eye knows that the atmosphere of the event has become extraordinarily depressing because of him alone.

"Fellow Daoist... so good!"

Youyou's words sounded, and it was passed down from Zhenjue.

Someone has to jump out and ask, he doesn't mind being a first-time bird, if it's really a holy monarch, it is necessary to fight again today.

"It's all about idle clouds and wild cranes." The decadent person said indifferently, his voice hoarse and vicissitudes of life.

When Zhen Jue heard this, he couldn't help getting up, this was not the answer he wanted.

After getting up, there were also many people with powerful backgrounds. All the old eyes flashed and stared at that person. Many of them also secretly mobilized their original immortal power, which was quite a fight.

The atmosphere of the grand event was instantly suppressed to the extreme. The seniors were okay, they could withstand the pressure from all directions. The juniors, such as Zhao Yun and the others, had difficulty breathing, and felt that they were carrying a mountain on their backs.

"Visitors from all over the world, my Kunlun is honored."

When the swords were drawn, the words from the sky resounded through the nine nights.

Before he finished speaking, he saw a person manifesting. It was an old man in plain clothes, with a gentle smile. From him, he couldn't find the slightest monk's breath, and those old eyes were even calmer than Zhishui.

He is the ancestor of Kunlun, known as Kunlun Xianjun.

Everyone present looked at him with dread.

This is not a fairy king, but a real demigod.

Because of his arrival, the atmosphere of the scene changed again. The coercion of the twilight event turned into a breeze. The juniors felt the most real feeling, because the mountain that was pressing on them was removed at this moment.

When the host is here, no one dares to give face.

Look at those great powers, all of them are more honest than the other.

This is the situation Kunlun Xianjun wants to see. Even if he wants to fight, he has to wait for the event to start. As long as both parties are willing, he will not block it. As for now, it is best not to mess with it.

"I haven't seen you for many years, and the Kunlun Daoist demeanor is still the same!"

"Look at the aura of fellow Daoist, it is quite a sign of being a god."

"He wants to be supreme in the future, but don't forget my poor old man."

Laughter followed, and many seniors stood up and exchanged greetings.

The tense event has returned to a peaceful posture. Even if the dark tide is surging, they are all suppressed by force. In other people's territory, if you know the rules, if Kunlun Immortal Monarch goes wild, the consequences will be very serious.

"So strong!" Zhao Yun said in his heart.

This is his judgment on Kunlun Xianjun, which is really unfathomable.

And this century-old event, what is needed is this kind of people to dominate the scene.

"No need to be cautious."

Kunlun Xianjun smiled and glanced at the decadent person indistinctly.

With a half-god-level vision, the Immortal King can't compare, and the mystery that others can't see, he vaguely knows the clue, that weird person may not be the real Holy Monarch, but it is definitely inseparable from the Holy Monarch.

After seeing the decadent person, he also glanced at Zhao Yun's side.

He was surprised. He didn't see Bu Niantian, but it was Lord Daluo who came.

Zhao Yun moved his eyes away and only buried his head in the fruit. Even if Xianjun glanced at him, he felt depressed. He was only half a step away from being a godly master, and there was a terrifying aura in his gestures.

Zheng...!

Accompanied by the sound of the piano, the event came to a close.

Many fairies appeared on stage, dancing like butterflies.

"Please."

Kunlun Xianjun took the wine glass and looked around with a smile.

The guests did not dare to neglect, this was a demigod toast.

"Old Daoist, don't hide it."

Before the guests put down their wine glasses, they heard a rough voice.

It was the brave and reckless man of the barbarian tribe, who was taller than a man standing when he sat.

Kunlun Xianjun only smiled, and a ray of fairy light popped up.

Xianguang turned into a small cloud platform, placed in a random pattern.

Then, the fairies entered the venue one by one, like serving dishes, holding three or five secret scrolls in their hands, more or less, placed on a cloud platform, one roll and one roll neatly arranged.

"what does this mean."

Zhao Yun asked casually while looking for Feng Wu's deity.

"Those secret scrolls are all the insights left by the ancestors of the Kunlun lineage. They are compiled into a book. Every time the Kunlun event is held, Xianjun will take them out for the guests from all over the world to study. How much they can understand depends on personal creation. ." Yan Yu said slowly, "This move has been extended for tens of thousands of years."

"Kunlun is so generous?" Zhao Yun was quite surprised.

The perception of the ancestors, which force is not hidden and tucked away.

Kunlun is unique, and it was taken out and shared with the four wastes. No wonder the Kunlun event is so huge, no wonder people in the world want to come in, so many comprehension secret scrolls are free opportunities, it is worthy of a super holy place, just this kind of courage , the general inheritance is incomparable.

"You're welcome!...Just look at it."

Still a brave man, he was the first to come out.

He is so carefree, do you think he is the master if you don't know it?

There is no need for him to talk nonsense, many people have already walked out, such as shopping together, walking between the cloud platforms, sometimes they will reach out and pick up one or two secret scrolls, and then three or five people will murmur there.

Not everyone is reading the secret scroll, and there are a lot of people who enjoy drinking and talking, and they don't forget to watch the stage while chatting.

In a place where people and shadows gather, there is no shortage of literati and poets, such as those young talents, men and women, either reciting poetry, or admiring the moon; or painting, or dancing swords, all of them chatting happily.

"Eat, eat more."

Every time this big scene, you can always see a living treasure.

If they were bald-headed and old, they didn't leave their seats, and they left that nonsense to eat Haisai, and they even took it with them. Everyone who came here was good-natured, but these three talents were an exception.

To say that the most lively is Kunlun Xianjun, a group of old guys gathered.

They are not wrangling, but talking about scriptures and Taoism to exchange insights and experiences.

In general, the atmosphere of this event is quite peaceful and warm, and each has his own things to do.

Zhao Gongzi also got up and walked back and forth with his hands in his hands.

He also wants to read the secret scroll, but the most important thing is to find the Feng Wu deity.

When passing by the decadent person, he didn't forget to take a few more glances. I'm afraid this person is really not very gregarious. Everyone else should do what, but he is the only one sitting in the far corner, drinking alone.

"Senior may have sent an incarnation into the mortal world." Zhao Yun asked in a low voice.

For a long time, there was no response from the decadent person, as if he hadn't heard it.

This way of not giving face, the whole Zhao Gongzi is very embarrassed, and he doesn't bother much.

He doesn't bother, doesn't mean others don't bother.

It is still very old-fashioned, and actually issued the gauntlet in public.

"Meeting is fate, let's learn from each other?"

Really old-fashioned words, not deliberately concealed, can be heard by the audience.

It is precisely these words that make the world look sideways, and they all know that such a challenge is to force the opponent out of the way. As long as the opponent makes a move, it is easy to see the origin.

Whether it is a saint, you can tell at a glance.

And this time, Kunlun Xianjun did not stop him.

Fighting is not prohibited at the grand event. What can be arranged is the so-called discussion. He has long seen it. Every time he has a Kunlun event, there are so many who come in standing and go out lying down.

At the moment, all eyes are on the decadent person.

Look at the enemies of Da Luo Xianzong, all staring at them.

It's good that that person is not a saint, if it is, then it has to be calculated, it is nothing more than a group fight! Regardless of whether the sages singled them out, or they beat the sages in groups, it would be right to fight to the death anyway.

"The repertoire of this event seems to be reversed."

Many elders stroked their beards, and their expressions were not very normal.

Thinking back to the past, which event was not the juniors coming to the stage to discuss first, Mei Qi said to throw bricks to attract jade, the juniors finished, then the seniors went on, the juniors made small troubles, the old guys were real guns and real knives, and they were doing it in full swing, today. On the contrary, before the juniors made an appointment, the seniors got in first.

"Come to fight."

Zhenjue Laodao has entered the battle stage, and the shouting is loud.

Under everyone's attention, the decadent person finally got up.

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Happy Lantern Festival everyone! !