Eternal Gate

Early in the morning, Kuang Yingjie slowly opened his eyes.

After some healing, his physique is no longer in serious trouble.

After two or three moments, he stretched his waist and stood up, looking around.

Without seeing Zhao Yun, he approached Ling Jue.

This kid is seriously injured, and it will take a day or two to recover.

"Healing with peace of mind, I'll go out for a walk."

Kuang Yingjie patted Ling Jue, turned and left the small garden.

Just like Zhao Yun before, when he went out, there was also a breeze blowing across his back.

"Mark?"

Kuang Yingjie said a word in his heart, and then there was a sneer.

Obviously, someone secretly imprinted him, and he knew that he was an enemy without asking.

He pretended not to notice, and sauntered towards the long street. It was a rare visit. He also wanted to find some treasures. As for the trace mark, he thought exactly the same as Zhao Yun.

The art of war has a cloud, and the plan is the plan!

Dare to brand him, the consequences are very serious.

"Princess Zhao?"

Kuang Yingjie's call from his divine sense did not stop all the way. Even when he was picking and choosing in front of the booth, he did not forget to look back at the four directions. Naturally, he was looking for his good friend, and he agreed to pretend to force to fly together. No one will be seen!

Is it possible that it has entered the monuments of the gods?

Thinking like this, he crossed the long street and went to the historic site.

The people who followed him in the dark were naturally staring at him, and the pair of brutal and tyrannical eyes flickered with blood-colored dim light.

Sure enough, the surnamed mad is so lively.

It didn't matter if he went in, the monuments were crowded on the scene.

Fortunately, there is a cultivation base to suppress it.

A large number of people were besieged, but they couldn't take him.

The historic site battle is in full swing, and the Huntian Demon World is also in full swing.

It has been several years again, and the battle between Zhao Yun and Thunder Zhao Yun has not yet come to an end.

The transformation of the mood is not so easy.

If you can't get out of yourself, you can't lose your other self.

Besides.

Zhao Yun has scruples, which is his cultivation resources.

Once the resources are exhausted, once there is no supply, what awaits him will be death.

"Enlightenment, you can also transcend yourself." The swordsman said leisurely.

Zhao Yun was thoughtful, and after a long period of indulgence, he finally calmed down.

It was his thinking that was superficial, and he only focused on the transformation of his mood, as if he had forgotten the precipitation of Tao.

"Thank you senior for your suggestion."

Zhao Yun's eyes were like torches, and he raised his sword and rushed into the void.

In his subsequent attack, there was no palm print, fist shadow, sword light... only the secret technique of kendo.

In this battle, he wants to specialize in swordsmanship. There is a swordsman in Zifu, can you give him some pointers?

Juggernaut naturally understands his small thoughts.

It is precisely because the swordsman understands that he did not hide it, and he really passed on a lot of the profound meaning of swordsmanship.

Of course, his Tao is not Zhao Yun's Tao.

The profound meaning is the profound meaning, and the road still needs to be walked by Zhao Yun himself.

Juggernaut's guidance allowed Zhao Yun to see the sky beyond.

His sword moves haven't changed much, but his sword power has become a sword intent.

In the past, he needed to help himself in battle to use the might of ten thousand swords.

Now, there is no need for a clone to help collect power, and the sword intent can be brought into full play.

Intentional or not, invisible attack is the most deadly.

He no longer sticks to sword moves, and doesn't even use swords most of the time.

During the battle... there was more light of enlightenment in his eyes.

Even though his body was covered in blood, his eyes were filled with joy.

In ten years, he repaired Wanjian into one sword.

In the past ten years, he has only repaired this sword.

His kendo, stained with blood, finally opened a path.

"This son, his understanding is really against the sky."

The muttering of the swordsman was a surprise to Zhao Yun.

Not to mention him, even the Demon King in the gate of eternity can't help but sigh.

Talents come every year, especially in this era.

Aside from his grievances, he is still quite optimistic about Zhao Yun.

Exterminate!

Zhao Yun smashed the universe with one sword, and the sword intent destroyed the dry and the rotten.

His state of mind has not changed, but he surpassed himself in kendo.

Thunder Zhao Yun died, turned into a ray of thunder and lightning, scattered in the darkness.

Its destruction is the new birth of another Zhao Yun.

Without waiting for Young Master Zhao to catch his breath, he saw a man emerge from the ground.

The man was still exactly the same as the one he was born, but his expression was dull and his eyes were empty, because it came out of the soil, and there were pieces of dust on his body that could not be wiped away.

Since it was copied by Zhao Yun, he was synchronized with Zhao Yun's combat power at the moment.

Therefore, he is inherently stronger than Zhao Yun in black, and more terrifying than Thunder Zhao Yun.

"This battle... the way to repair space."

Zhao Yun has no fear, and has to temper his own way one by one.

After ten years of cultivating a sword, he has already stepped out of the way of kendo. In the next ten years, he will specialize in space. Since kendo can make him detach from himself, so can the way of space.

As for space, he has set foot in the mortal world.

His instant lore and sky-swapping, including the reverse summoning formation, are all methods of space, as well as Fengshen steps. If he cultivates to Dacheng, it is also in the space domain, ignoring the barriers of heaven and earth.

"Come."

Zhao Yun came with Fengshen footsteps, full of energy.

Dust Zhao Yun was unconscious, but his attack was unparalleled, and the attacking sword almost slashed Zhao Yun. That's right, Zhao Yun spent ten years to cultivate this sword, so how could his power be weak.

A new war begins in an instant.

The dim world is full of roars.

Zhao Yun, who specializes in space, has once again lost his mind.

As a spectator, the remnant soul of the Sword Saint was not idle.

He also has a sense of space and is quite accomplished.

His guidance, coupled with Zhao Yun's sky-defying comprehension, was a perfect match.

As a result, Zhao Yun, who was in the battle, vaguely saw a new world, which is the sky outside the space domain. He is gradually pushing away the clouds and fog, and is approaching the true meaning step by step.

The road... still has to go by yourself.

In this regard, Juggernaut believes unconditionally.

This junior was born to be a good seedling in cultivation.

The time in the demon world is only for the people in the demon world.

The blood-stained battle continued for more than ten years.

Unfortunately, Zhao Yun's path to space has not yet come out.

Although the road has not yet come out, his realm has improved. It seems that he has crossed the peak of Dongxu and has touched the barrier of Taixu. As long as he is willing, he can break through it immediately.

"Senior, can the robbery break the Demon Realm?" Zhao Yun asked.

"Others' may not work, but yours is." Sword Saint smiled.

The catastrophe is fair, but it is graded.

This level depends on the level of evildoers of the robbers.

Like the eternal body, his doom is by no means an ordinary punishment.

"How about...try?"

Zhao Yun raised his eyes and glanced at Cang Miao.

His thought made the Demon King face black for a while.

Some people! I really don't take a baby as a baby.

This is the Heavenly Demon Realm, thinking about ruining it?

"Let's get out of the space first."

Zhao Yun closed his eyes and fought with Dust Zhao Yun again.

Heavenly robbery is a good thing, and it must not be wasted unless it is a last resort.

Moreover, the devil world is a holy place for cultivation, and doing things here is twice the result with half the effort. If it is destroyed, it will really be a waste, he is still thinking, when will he go out and abduct this magic box? With this god-level hanging in his hand, not only him, but also the juniors of Xianzong can enter to practice.

Besides...and his mortal friends.

When they go to the immortal world, they can come in and practice.

One day in the demon world, ten years in the outside world.

It doesn't matter if your cultivation is low, you can make up for it.

To sum up: Unless he is exhausted here, he will never use the punishment to destroy the demon world.