Eternal Gate

eh?

Hearing the screams outside the mountain, the silent Taoist people all came to the spirit again, and they all looked at their gods in unison, and the crazy one came again. True copy.

"You really came."

Zhao Yun glanced outside the mountain and could see Kuang Yingjie.

Before he went out, he went straight to Daoxian Mountain to ask Mo Tian to pull his fingers.

Compared with him, the Taoist family was particularly excited, especially the young and vigorous disciples, who were all killed in a swarm, and the elders with less seniority, also in groups of three or five.

Before the Son of God was not there, the Nine Great True Inheritances could not hold up the scene.

Now that God Son happens to be at home, can he lose another game?

"Come to fight."

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

They are all famous talents on the Immortal List, whether they are Crazy Yingjie or Taoist gods, they are not the masters of mother-in-law and mother.

The roar of the war quickly resounded.

Since there is no shortage of shouting and cheering, it spreads all over the mountains.

When Zhao Yun was going up the mountain, Daoxian was sitting in the pavilion drinking tea. He seemed to be concerned about the battle outside the mountain. Does it help? His son of the gods fought over the Divine Body of Overlord?

"I have seen senior." Zhao Yun bowed his hands.

"Sit." Daoxian smiled leisurely.

"Junior is here to bid farewell."

Zhao Gongzi was quite sensible. Instead of taking a seat, he raised a teapot and poured a cup of tea for the boss. The meaning of what he said was also obvious: Mo Tian ran out of his fingers, and then he returned. I'm good to go.

"This thing... brought to Bu Niantian."

Daoxian flicked his sleeves, and a letter floated out.

"Love letter?" Zhao Yun opened his mouth and said this.

Daoxian didn't speak, and glanced up and down at the goods.

Wait! Sooner or later, the atmosphere of Xianzong was taken away by this kid.

He was quite reliable, and he really returned Mo Tian's finger.

After many days of research, the laws of the gods in it are truly extraordinary.

It's a pity that God's law recognizes people, and he doesn't want to see him from beginning to end.

Since he was not in a good mood, he pressed Young Master Zhao down, and discarded his Heavenly Secret Technique, which is a serious one. Taoists have ancestral teachings, non-Taoists must not cultivate Heavenly Secret Techniques, just like Xianzong. The Myriad Dharma and Longevity Secret has not been passed down since ancient times.

Why!

Zhao Yun pretended to sigh, and walked away in awe.

Behind him, Daoxian also sighed. He had calculated Zhao Yun's future, and it was like Xianzong. It was dark. With such a talent, he was afraid that he would not live to the day of his rise.

"I see you off."

At the corner of the mountain, Misty Rain is waiting under the tree.

Seeing that Zhao Yuntian's secret technique was abolished, he couldn't help coughing.

"It's not a big deal." Zhao Yun pressed firmly.

"You're optimistic." Yan Yu smiled softly and gave Zhao Yun a few talismans, "This is a Taoist talisman, and the Taoist master personally sacrifices and refines it, and it can be isolated and deduced when it is integrated into the body."

"Thank you, Sister."

Zhao Gongzi is not a polite person, Ma Liu took it.

As the old saying goes... come and go without being indecent.

He also gave Yanyu an item, a golden spirit bead with a rare material and shiny, mainly big, a little fatter than a watermelon.

Seeing that, Misty Rain couldn't help but let out a dry smile.

Most of the treasures given to women by others are delicate and delicate.

This one is good. It's very heavy to move out such a big guy, and even when she received the spirit bead, she didn't stand firm when she fell, so it's obviously not appropriate to use it to play with it.

boom! boom!

The battle in front of the Taoist mountain gate was particularly hot.

When Zhao Yun and Yan Yu came out of the mountain, they saw the Daoist **** son pouring blood into the void.

That's right, he was hammered again, and the one who was carrying the knife couldn't stand still.

As a Taoist goddess, Yan Yu was particularly embarrassed.

The disciples and elders who were spectators also had a dry cough.

Still Zhao Yun is calm, the old man's combat power is not covered.

The most melancholy is the Taoist God Son. Not long ago, he lost to the Eternal Body in the mountains, and he was beaten by the Batian God Body. Today, he is destined to lose two games in a row.

A war without suspense has its own ending without suspense.

Crazy Yingjie was extremely brave, and defeated the Taoist God Son formidably.

"This kid is much more ruthless than Zhao Yun."

Seeing that the Son of God was covered in blood, all the Taoist disciples grinned.

Looking at the elders, the old faces are already dark, and the son of God has been beaten.

"I lost."

The same sentence, the Taoist **** child said again.

There are people outside people, and there are days outside the sky, but his skills are not as good as people.

However, he can afford to lose, and his cultivating heart is firmer.

"Ming people don't speak secretly, I want to see the Eternal Body and the Batian Divine Body fight." For some reason, Taoist disciples have such a strange idea at the moment.

Eternity exists.

Crazy Yingjie is also there.

Don't they have a date?

"Your ranking... belongs to me."

Kuang Yingjie left a sentence and turned his head away.

Can't run! Those old guys with beards and staring eyes have already caught up with the guys.

As for Zhao Yun, he has long since disappeared from the shadows.

Another battle ended, leaving only embarrassment for Taoists.

Daoist gods are not easy to do! Got beaten twice in one day.

Whoosh!

The Batian Divine Body opened and escaped, all the way to the wind, thunder and lightning.

The Taoist elders chased for most of the day, but when they got there, they didn't catch up.

When night fell, Kuang Yingjie fled into a dark valley.

With the dim starlight, he took out a small notebook with eight names written on it, all the disciples of the Immortal Ranking, and among the top eight, the Daoist gods were impressively listed.

He took a writing brush, licked it with his tongue, and consciously crossed out the name of the Taoist **** child, as for the remaining seven! He would go to the fights one by one until he got the first place.

"Bah! ... robbery."

With a yelp, a person jumped out of the darkness.

Kuang Yingjie subconsciously glanced sideways and saw Young Master Zhao.

He was stunned for a moment, but he didn't react for a while. He didn't expect to meet his former good friend in this stubborn mountain corner, just as he remembered, full of force, except that he was not as handsome as he was. , others are fine.

boom! boom!

The dark night was broken again by the roar.

The wish of the Taoist family was finally fulfilled here. The surnamed Zhao and the surnamed Kuang really did it. Beautifully said: I haven't seen you for a long time... I miss you very much.

"Crazy...I make you crazy."

"Little deflated calf, I have endured you for a long time."

A war without spectators is in full swing.

A good valley, stunned by the chaos of the two.

Even so.

The remnant soul of the Sword Saint who was immersed in Zhao Yunzi Mansion was awakened.

He became the only spectator, and after watching it for a long time, the Immortal King's state of mind could not help but sigh and sigh.

The rumbling sound died out at some point.

A bonfire was lit on the ruins.

The two talents who were fighting not long ago are now brothers.

The atmosphere at the scene was a bit awkward. Kuang Yingjie, who was always fond of snoring, was very calm at the moment. He buried his big head and carefully stroked Xiao Kuang Yingjie through his clothes. Someone's kick almost gave him a kick. Eunuch.

"Your stinking slap in the face has to be corrected."

Zhao Gongzi was not idle either, looking left and right in the mirror.

What a handsome face! I was stunned by someone.

"These two are funny."

The Juggernaut's evaluation of the two is still very pertinent.

People who cherish each other have a different way of reminiscing about the old.

"When did you go to Taoism?" Kuang Yingjie grinned.

"I was also a spectator when you hammered the Nine Great True Inheritances." Zhao Gongzi said, and finally straightened his face, and the sound of clicking sounded like a **** pain.

"I said why I can't find you."

Kuang Yingjie muttered, as if forgetting the pain.

The night was very long, accompanied by the raging fire, the two of them had a good conversation and recounted their own experiences.

In the middle of the night, Zhao Yun slowly got up.

"The rivers and lakes are far away, and he will see you next year."

Zhao Yun left a word and went to the sky.

"I said, your Immortal Ranking benefits can be claimed."

Kuang Yingjie also got up and shouted to the sky.

Okay! Zhao Yun just said goodbye, and turned back again, "Where can I get benefits."

"God Island."

Kuang Yingjie threw the jug casually.

Then, he added the second half of the sentence:

"If you don't get it... you won't be able to get it this year."

"No wonder you are looking for someone on the Immortal List to fight."

Zhao Yunyu is serious and long-term, and it is the purpose of knowing madness and heroism.

The Xianbang has benefits every year, and the high ranking has more benefits!

"Let's go... I didn't get it?"

Kuang Yingjie waved his hand and sacrificed to the teleportation formation.

Still, Young Master Zhao was too high, and opened the domain door with a bang.

"As expected of the holy son of Da Luo Xianzong, your equipment is excellent." Kuang Yingjie took the stage and followed into the domain gate. This thing is very expensive and ordinary people can't afford it.

"What are the benefits?" Zhao Yun asked.

"See for yourself." Kuang Yingjie gave the secret scroll.

Zhao Gongzi spread it out, and there are many handwritings on it, the ranking of each stage, and the corresponding rewards of each stage, nothing more than medicinal pills, magic weapons, spells, and secret scrolls.

Other than that, it is a divine order.

"What is a divine order?" Zhao Yun looked curious.

"The decree of the gods is the key to entering the monuments of the gods." Kuang Yingjie said.

"God's monuments?"

"According to legend, there were nine gods in ancient times, talking about the scriptures and talking about the Tao, leaving a lot of mysteries in the world, and they have evolved into a piece of fairy land over the years. It is a holy place for cultivation. I don’t know how many people want to go in. Unfortunately, not everyone has such qualifications. Since ancient times, only those who are famous in the immortal list can enter the cultivation with the order of the gods, but there is a time limit. , each token has a number, and the higher the ranking, the longer the time limit.”

"Listen to what you mean, people from the gods, emperors, and Taoists can all drill into it?" Zhao Yun asked tentatively.

"As long as you are on the list, as long as there is a time limit for the divine order, you can enter." Kuang Yingjie shrugged.

"Isn't it very dangerous to go in like this? The immortal list of the Xuanzi generation is the highest but the Taixu realm; the immortal list of the Taoist generation is the weakest at the Immortal King level, not to mention the gods and emperors. , Aren't you afraid of killing people?"

"Those who are imprisoned by their cultivation base, no matter who they are, even gods, will be pressed into the Immortal Realm, of course, except for those who are punished." Kuang Yingjie took out his notebook again, and consciously wrote Zhao Yun's name. Going up, defeating the number one on the Immortal Ranking is not a big deal. His goal is to knock this guy down.