Eternal Gate

boom! boom!

The roar on the battlefield was extremely fast and rhythmic.

As spectators, there are a pair of round eyes below. Every time there is a roar, their hearts will tremble.

what...!

The howl of the Son of Extinction, like the previous Son of the Sunset, came from the soul.

He came up to pick up the leak, so he stabbed the opponent with a sword, but it caused a violent fall.

"Come again."

Zhao Yun didn't care about this or that, Mu Zujin smashed his life.

The Kunlun battle platform was so hard that it was smashed into pieces.

Looking at the Holy Son withered, a few moments ago, he was still a handsome man with a splendid appearance, but now he looks like a **** man, and his internal organs are rotten.

At this moment, even the taciturn decadent person couldn't help but raise his eyes.

Lord Daluo's style of play is indeed natural, but it is also the most direct.

If the physical strength is not enough, the soul can be destroyed by such a violent fall.

"I am very relieved to have this descendant."

The speaker was a brave man with big eyes.

Compared with the holy son of the withered family, he is more pleasing to the eyes of the holy master of Daluo, because that kid is brutal enough, which is quite similar to his barbarian, there is nothing fancy, and if he catches his opponent, he will smash to death.

"Bu Niantian has accepted a good apprentice!"

Cang Tian Laodao sighed, and did not forget to glance at the Immortal King Withering.

That guy's face is not very good-looking, after all, it was his holy son who was beaten.

Look at those holy sons who are hostile to Da Luo Xianzong, a few have frowned. Zhao Yun's throwing style of play, they have to be on guard. When they come to the stage to fight, they can't be easily caught by that guy.

what...!

But when he heard the roar of the holy son, he actually mutilated his body.

The so-called self-mutilation, is to waste half of the body, and then forcefully escape.

"Damn you."

Out of control, this fellow is mad.

He sacrificed a treasure seal and smashed it down from the sky.

break!

Zhao Yun ascended to the sky in one step, regretting that Tianquan was unparalleled.

At the same moment, he used his soul to control Longyuan and crossed the space.

boom!

puff!

After the roar, there was a dazzling and scarlet blood light.

Ling Tian's treasure seal was smashed to pieces, and the withered holy son was also beheaded by Long Yuan.

kill!

Withered Saint Son waved his sword to the sky, mobilizing the power of Qiankun.

That's right, he cultivates the way of the universe, and uses the way to cast the secret method.

It was a dead thunder, black and cold, falling straight from the sky.

When the seniors saw it, they didn't feel anything, but when the juniors saw it, their hearts trembled.

Withering the Holy Son's specialty is extremely powerful, and they have suffered great losses.

"The power is enough to see." Zhao Yun only had four words.

When he was done, he switched positions with the Son of Destruction.

Attacking his body with his spear is a good way to deceive people.

puff!

The blood light bloomed again, and the blood rolled up with broken bones and collapsed all over the battlefield.

Since the death of the holy son was bleeding, he was almost split into a blood mist by his own thunder.

"Eat my sword."

Long Yuan let out a wolf howl, still crossing the space.

This time, he was blocked by the Light of Withered Guardian.

It's okay to block it, the master's attack will come later, the nine ways of killing immortals are combined into a golden sword light, and the guard is broken.

"Destroyed: Dark Sky."

Withered Saint Son disheveled his hair and used the forbidden method.

As he said it, the entire battlefield turned into darkness, the kind that could not see five fingers.

And in the darkness, there is a moon hanging high, dyed with blood, and there is a wisps of withering power overflowing.

"Eternal: The Light Body."

Zhao Yun said in his heart, and the whole body radiated light.

He is like a scorching sun, golden sunshine embellishing eternity.

The darkness of the battlefield was torn apart by the light on the spot.

And the full moon was also smashed by his Heaven Destruction Primordial Divine Sword.

The withered holy son was attacked, and there was a crack in the primordial spirit, and it was extremely difficult to heal.

He also went mad, burning qi and blood to reshape his body, and there were more Dao Ze secret lines all over his body.

open!

Follow him with a light scolding, and make a seal with one hand.

The battle platform hummed, and a coffin came out of the ground.

Many seniors raised their eyebrows watching this operation.

It's no wonder that this guy dared to go to the battlefield because he had a hole card.

Looking at the coffin, there is an immortal king-level yin roaming, obviously it is an immortal-level corpse.

"I will teach you that life is better than death." Saint Son Withered with a grim smile.

He is a dignified son of a lineage, how can he not have a few brushes, that is, the corpse of the Immortal King.

Originally, this trump card was reserved for the Son of God, but it was used in advance.

"You know a lot!"

Zhao Yun said indifferently, he was also a one-handed tactic.

The coffin technique! He is also proficient, and is still the authentic Luna Biography.

hum!

The coffin hummed again, and it was actually fixed there.

Looking from the stage, half of the coffin is in the soil, and half of the coffin is outside, it's just stuck.

Zhao Yun made up his mind silently, and the coffin sank inch by inch.

Withered Saint Son was caught off guard, and he did not expect that Zhao Yun could also control the coffin.

"Get me out."

He clasped his hands together and gritted his teeth.

The sinking coffin has another sign of rising.

Zhao Yun didn't build it, and wanted him to come out... no way.

The fight has become quite interesting.

The fighter was hit by a coffin.

The spectators put their hands together, and they were delighted to watch.

hum!

Zhao Yun used his soul to control the sword again, and Long Yuan traversed the space.

The brief confrontation came to an end because the Son of Destruction was struck by a sword.

His so-called trump card finally failed to be called out, and sank into the ground again.

"What else is there to rely on?"

As soon as Zhao Yun drank it, his voice resonated with the thunder of Jiuxiao.

It is still the Heavenly Thunder Jue in the beginning, where hundreds of millions of thunders converge to form a unicorn, galloping down from the sky.

"Even if there is no Immortal King's body, I will cut you."

With one hand, the holy son withdrew into the body and tore off an illusory talisman.

It was a physique seal spell, and a terrifying existence was sealed in his body.

Roar!

The roar resounded, and a dragon roared out from his body.

It was a dragon soul, an immortal king-level dragon soul, rolling with suffocation.

This is also a hole card. Hanging a fairy king is naturally not an ordinary evil.

"go back."

The flames bloomed in Zhao Yun's eyes, and the power of dreams roamed.

He used illusions on the dragon, exhausting his pupils to control its mind.

Say it back.

The evil dragon, a divine dragon, swung its tail, and drilled back into the body of the dead son.

It doesn't matter if it drills back, the huge power can't hold it back.

After all, the seal was torn off by him, making it difficult to suppress.

If you can't suppress it, you have to bear it yourself.

puff!

The power of the dragon exploded, bursting his body.

The world can see clearly, seeing the withered Son of God explode into a blood flower.

As for the soul of the evil dragon, it has also recovered its clarity.

It has a curse mark between its eyebrows, which manifests at this moment.

That is the curse mark of withering, and it is also the curse mark of backlash. Because the flesh of the withered saint was destroyed, its dragon body was also broken inch by inch, and the majestic and ferocious power of the dragon soul disappeared in an instant.