Eternal Gate

Guiming Mountain Grottoes, cold and dead.

Zhao Yun stopped and went deep enough, and his back was cold everywhere he went.

"It's a forbidden place, there are pits everywhere."

Such as this sentence, he has been murmured many times.

Without the guidance of the Moon God, he would not have been buried how many times.

I don't know when, he took hold.

Not far away is a fruit forest.

That’s right, it’s a fruit forest. I don’t know what fruit trees it is. The hanging fruits are all crystal clear, and you can smell the rich fragrance of fruits from far away. If you are ordinary people, most of them have already ran over when you see this picture. Picked.

Zhao Yun did not move, or in other words, has a long memory.

In such a fierce land, such a fruit forest suddenly came, and there was weirdness in the light and secret, and I stepped into it without knowing how to die.

"There are such fruit trees in the mortal world."

Moon God murmured, confessing that kind of fruit.

"Pick one?"

Zhao Yun asked tentatively, looking at the color of the fruit, smelling the aroma, the taste must be good, and then listening to the tone of the moon god, you know that it is not an ordinary fruit.

"It must be fate."

The Moon God said lightly, Guolin's face was bright and beautiful, but in fact, there was a hidden murderous intent. With Zhao Yun's cultivation base, she went in ten dead and no life. This, even if she didn't help, was because she didn't have enough knowledge, it was because her current state was too awkward.

Zheng!

Zhao Yun was restless, threw in a flying knife, controlled the knife with his soul, and wanted to cut a fruit. If the manipulation was subtle enough, he could steal the fruit.

"give up."

The Moon God screamed softly.

Unfortunately, everything is too late.

Click!

The flying knife entered the fruit forest. Before the fruit was cut, it was shattered on the spot by an inexplicable purple gas. More than that, there was also such a terrible killing intent, following the mark engraved on the flying knife. Cut back.

puff!

Zhao Yun spurted blood and was killed by the spirit of killing. There was a buzzing in his mind. His head was bursting with pain, and he couldn't stand still for a moment. He half-kneeled on the ground, his eyes darkened, and a mouthful of blood coughed up. Non-stop.

It took a long time before he recovered, and he was terrified.

With only a trace of killing intent, he was almost killed. If he entered the fruit forest, he would die miserably.

"Be honest?"

Moon God glanced at Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun coughed and couldn't be more honest.

Even with the eyes of the sky, coming to this forbidden place seems to be a decoration.

There are so many hidden crises that he can't see.

"This land, there should be an immortal corpse."

Moon God's words are long, but the tone is not very sure.

Not only Zhao Yun's vision is blocked, she is the same.

Still the same sentence, she only has a trace of soul, and she can perceive things in the mortal world at a glance, but the forbidden area of ​​the ghost mountain cave is obviously beyond the scope of mortal things.

Just like this piece of fruit forest, she couldn't see it through.

I only know that it has something to do with immortals, and I’m not sure whether there is really a corpse under the fruit forest. If Zhao Yun is in the Xuanyang realm, then let’s say another thing. If he advances to the Xuanyang realm, Zhao Yun is a Xuanyang martial spirit, soul. In Zhao Yun's consciousness, her vision has also improved.

"Fairy Corpse?"

Zhao Yun took a deep breath.

A little bit scared, he is still alive, so lucky.

Immortal, above the Heavenly Martial Realm.

Even if this kind of existence is buried, the majesty is still inviolable. Any of the coercion, aura, and killing intent during his lifetime may crush him. He can't even bear the power of the Yinyue King Corpse. Don't say the corpse.

Zhao Yun muttered to himself.

The Yinyue King Capital is so terrible, if you take the corpse to fight, then it will pull the wind.

The eyes of Moon God looking at Zhao Yun were slanted.

Tianwu's body can't be controlled, still want to control the corpse?

Zhao Yun rubbed his nose and laughed dryly, consciously bypassing the fruit forest.

Pit! There are still many.

At the critical moment, Luna is still very reliable.

Zhao Yun sighed.

The deeper he goes, the more pits there will be. He is guided by the Moon God and can avoid the crisis in advance. What he borrows is the vision of the Moon God. It is hard to say for others. Those who come here to hunt for treasures are afraid. None of them went out alive.

This can be seen from the bones.

There are many bones in the forbidden area, not ordinary, and I don't know which house it belongs to.

As I walked, I suddenly saw the splendor in the depths.

"Soul Flower?"

Zhao Yun's eyes lit up, and he took a moment to look at Moon God.

Luna did not say a word, as it was the default.

When he got a definite answer, Zhao Yun quickened his pace immediately.

"Don't move."

The Moon God said lightly, and Zhao Yun stepped out of the foot, frozen in the air again.

When the voice fell, there was a gust of wind.

In the wind, there was a smell of putrid corpses.

After that, I saw a figure in black, which appeared from nowhere, with his arms slumped weakly, as if he was drunk, or as if he stepped on a sponge under his feet, and swayed as he walked. Li, with a dull look and hollow eyes, no matter where he looks, he looks like a walking dead.

"Dark Night Race."

Zhao Yun narrowed his eyes slightly. He did not recognize the man in black, but he recognized the totem depicted on his robe, which was a black silver wheel. The entire Daxia, and even this land, only the Dark Night Clan used this totem. It is a symbol.

He had met the people of the Dark Night Race.

At the time of the Forgotten Ancient City auction, Yin Soul who fought with Lin Xie was the young master of the Dark Night Race. This man in black, who has become a walking dead, was mostly the ancestor of the Dark Night Race, because his clothes were quite ancient, for hundreds of years. There is.

Maybe they were from the Warring States Period.

If you go back to the Warring States Period, it would be a prince. In the Warring States Period, the Dark Night Clan was also a dynasty. It really counts. Then this person is the legendary Dark Night King, the true peak of the quasi-heaven realm.

The first person under Tianwu was talking about him.

Zhao Yun is not calm. It is rumored that the Dark Night King disappeared before the country was destroyed. He did not expect to be in the Ghost Mountain Cave, only half a step away. It was the Heavenly Martial Realm, and he was also in this forbidden land. How do you feel.

As he spoke, the Night King had arrived like a wandering soul.

It was completely dead, but the body was not transformed.

Such a form is obviously a corpse.

Zhao Yun held his breath, and since he was a corpse, he couldn't hear the liveliness.

This is what the Xuanmen Tianshu said.

The Night King was still swaying. When passing by Zhao Yun, he stopped abruptly and twisted his neck stiffly. Those hollow eyes were dead and dull, their faces were rotten, and moths were crawling, so they couldn’t see clearly. Honor, you can see **** liquid flowing in your mouth, the stench is unpleasant.

To be honest, it's very lame.

At this moment, Zhao Yun felt urgency, this is the pinnacle of Zhuntian!

One finger is enough to destroy him.

He didn't dare to move, his feet were still in the air, using the method of tortoise breath, holding his breath, and stopping his heartbeat. It was like a stone sculpture. On this knot of bones, if you move, if you are noticed by a dead body, you will die. It's miserable.

Three to five seconds later.

The Night King turned his head, and walked away step by step, not knowing where to go, aimless and directionless, like a ghost wandering in the forbidden ground.

call!

When the Dark Night King disappeared, Zhao Yun breathed a sigh of relief and settled on his feet in the air. Only then did he fall down, his legs were numb, and some kind of urine was quite strong.

"All corpses."

"If the Dark Night King meets the Yinyue King corpse, what will happen."

"Will there be a fight."

Zhao Yun curiously said that he was already filling in that picture.

Not surprisingly, the Dark Night King would be hammered, after all, the Yinyue King was in the Heavenly Martial Realm.

"Are you free?"

Moon God stretched hard.

"I forgot about business."

As Zhao Yun said, he went straight to the depths, and the moment he raised his foot, he also looked at Moon God.

Don't look at that girl, calm down.

In fact, she panicked and said just now, if he was really slapped to death by the Dark Night King, then this Xiuer would be buried along with him.

"Near, almost here."

Zhao Yun kept looking at that side with a splendid splendor.

Already thought about it.

After I took the Soul Flower, I turned my head and left. This place is too scary.

Xu Shi paid too much attention to that side, as if forgetting his feet, and stepped into a muddy ground. The soil was black and stained with blood red. Most of the bones were half-covered, bare.

Click!

It wasn't until this sound that Zhao Yun was aware of it, and he lowered his eyes subconsciously, because he stepped on a pair of bones, with a strong foot, and crushed the skull.

It was also the moment when he lowered his eyes, this muddy scorched earth became less calm, and he could see the soil bulging upwards, and he always felt that there was something to climb up from below.

"It's a pit again."

Zhao Yun didn't even think about it, and flew behind him to escape.

Of course, with only three to five feet away, he saw a **** hand stretched out from the ground, grabbed his ankle, and had a strong tearing force, trying to drag him into the ground.

At the same instant, **** figures crawled out from the ground, not corpses, or monsters, leaping towards him with their teeth and claws, each face was horrible, and the form was terrifying enough, like a ghost crawling out of hell.

Zhao Yun let out a cold snort and swung his sword to cut off the palm of his ankle.

Woo!

Three or five blood men rushed forward, groaning and disturbing.

"roll."

Zhao Yun drank his sonorously, swept out a sword aura, flew behind him.

puff! puff! puff!

The blood man fell in pieces, or was chopped by the sword qi, or pierced by the sword qi, but did not know the pain at all, whether it was a child with a lack of arms and legs, or a servant, looking at the feet, more **** hands stretched out, A large number of people make the scalp numb, not to mention personal experience, just thinking about it makes people feel sick.

Zhao Yun's speed dropped sharply due to too many hands stretched out. He was caught several times by his palms. The blood stained between his palms and fingers contained extremely powerful corpse poison, which could corrode the flesh. If it weren't for Zhao Yun's earth-fire body, most of it Has been invaded physique.

"Go away."

Zhao Yun carried the Zixiao sword and attacked all the way.

The blood people were smashed, but more blood people gathered around.

How do you say it! Kill more and more.

God knows how many people have been buried in this muddy scorched earth, and the graves are chaotically, and it is a little scary, but it can't be killed, look at the broken arms on the ground, and then let it crawl? Crawling, you can reconnect with the body.

"Force me to explode!"

Zhao Yun let out a secret curse, a burst of talisman spilled out, and the restriction was lifted instantly.

boom! boom! boom!

The explosion sounded suddenly, a group of dead and **** people, all of them flying all over the sky, all heads, legs and feet, **** bones, broken ones, and foul-smelling plasma, scattered all over, all with corpse poison. , Like rain pouring.

The picture is not only bloody, but also disgusting.