Eternal Gate

boom!

Fairy Wuyou lifted the lotus step lightly, and the heaven and earth were turbulent when she stepped on the ground.

Seeing her crystal clear jade hand, sweeping Haoyu, easily destroying Xianhe.

The dark old Taoist snorted coldly, and the killing sword in his hand was replaced by a jet-black spear, which was his birth weapon, a genuine divine weapon, engraved with mysterious patterns of gods.

Fairy Wuyou didn't even look at it, and disappeared out of thin air.

Along with it, there is the dark old way.

When the two of them reappeared, they were already at the peak of the ethereal. They were so far away that they could not be seen. Looking down, they could only see two blurred silhouettes, and blood-stained firelight after another. Fairy Wuyou and the dark old man fought. Now, every ray of light reflects the color of destruction.

"Where did that person come from? He was so terrifying."

The powerhouses in the dark realm were all stunned, saying that they were the worry-free fairies.

The ancestor of his family used to be a god, and there were magic soldiers to cheer him on, but he was defeated by that person. The blood-stained firelight was mostly due to the blood of the ancestors, and the opponent actually had the upper hand.

"There are many strange people in the immortal world." Mengxian muttered, and she was shocked even if she didn't read the sky.

She has seen Fairy Wuyou, her origin is very mysterious, and her background is terrifying.

It's only been so many years, but she has become so strong that she has surpassed her senior brother.

"It's also a small cabbage." The Demon King babbled again.

"Unarmed hard regret artifact, so strong!" Zhao Yun was also muttering.

"The incarnation is a god, can you not be strong?" the devil said leisurely.

Avatar?

God?

Zhao Gongzi was shocked, his eyes were full of disbelief, he was a **** incarnate?

"Looking through the ages, there is only one." The Demon King put his hands together and watched the battle.

"I'm ignorant." Zhao Yun's mood is not calm, which is too evil.

"Why don't you fight anymore?" Kuang Yingjie scolded, waiting a little anxious to urinate.

beat!

Zhao Yun closed his eyes from Cang Miao, took the knife and went straight to the silver-haired demigod.

Whether to declare war or not, he has to kill that guy first.

"I'm afraid you won't succeed?" The silver-haired demigod shouted violently.

Anyone who howled loudly was usually beaten miserably.

For example, the front foot just rushed up, and the next second was almost chopped.

"Together to kill." The dark powerhouse snorted coldly, killing a dozen demigods.

"Eh?... Dare to bully my disciple."

Zhan Tianxing no longer hides, and kills himself from nothingness.

What are you fighting! He had to find a good reason to go to war.

"Who bullied my grandson." Lao Kuang's voice was really domineering. He never looked for reasons to fight, but the guy was named Zhao, so he had to call out his grandson.

Don't say, when this roar came out, he was in a better mood instantly.

Don't worry... When he cuts a few more Zhao Yuns, he will feel better.

"Zhan Tianxing?"

"Batian Divine Body?"

Seeing these two heaven-defying evildoers, the dark-hearted strong faces were a lot ugly.

Tonight is really changeable, intercepting the Taoist family, how come there are so many things.

Speaking of the Taoist family, they did not break out of the siege, but they came back. They did not fight alone. There were many ruthless people working together. They were afraid of a bird.

"Still hiding it?" Meng Xian glanced at Bu Niantian.

Bu Niantian took a deep breath and removed the purple robe.

It's all here, and the Taoists are not going to the muddy waters.

"You... don't read the sky?" Seeing this, the demigods gritted their teeth collectively.

Just say it! With such combat power, how could it be a nameless generation, who was originally the headmaster of Da Luo Xianzong, because their vision was too low, and they hadn't seen it before, this surprise caught people off guard.

boom!

Bu Niantian with full combat power is also infinite in appearance.

Joining forces with Mengxian, the demigods who were stunned by the two were unsteady.

boom! boom!

The world-shattering melee kicked off instantly, dividing multiple battlefields.

That's it, there is still a rumbling sound in the starry sky in the four directions, you must look at it from a distance, you can see the rolling murderous aura, rolling up a piece of people, or riding a sword or driving a chariot, or riding an immortal beast, or urging the formation, the formation is incomparably vast. , are the powerhouses of the Dark Territory, many of them at the half-god level.

"Such a strong background?" Ziyi Laodao was shocked.

"Do you think the inheritance of the gods is a joke?" said the devil.

After finishing the matter, Ziyi Laodao was pulled out to fight. He didn't want to go out, but he was already on Zhao Yun's thief ship, and there was still a life and death seal. Someone would not let him be lazy, and the immortals of Zifu. Wang, now has become a real hitman.

puff!

Silver blood light blooms proudly in the starry sky.

It was the silver-haired demigod whose body was chopped to pieces.

He thought that a group of people would be able to fight, but the surnamed Zhao seemed to be a muscle. There were so many demigods on the scene, so they stared at him and beat him, and the divine sword of Tian Cang's lineage was cut in His body was really in pain, and his magic weapon for protecting his body was already shattered to the ground.

Taking advantage of his illness to kill him has always been Zhao Yun's aim.

Don't get angry, let's come one by one, kill this one and replace the next one.

"How many good things have you hit?" Seeing Zhao Yun fighting with his magic weapon in the demigod pile, the Taoist **** child was hit a lot at the moment. After all, he was the same generation, and he felt that it was too big.

"You can hold up the facade." Bu Niantian smiled softly.

Only to be an Immortal King, he can fight like this, and the Advanced Immortal King is still pretty good.

"Did you like him?" Mengxian was also really interesting, and he didn't forget to tease during the battle.

"Your chest is not as big as mine." Bu Niantian's words are a crit, and you will make fun of me again.

Thanks to them both are sound transmission, the world can't hear.

If this is heard by the outside world, it will definitely refresh the three views.

In fact, the two of them are such people. In front of outsiders, each of them is graceful and reserved, but if they get together, they will let themselves go. It's more than just a fight, and there are often curses.

"Save me."

The silver-haired demigod was caught in a hurry, and the sky and the ground flew away.

Help, most of his demigods are saving him, but the one surnamed Zhao just stares at him to fight alone, and Zhan Tianxing and Batian Divine Body are also extraordinarily dishonest, always killing him and making trouble.

Exterminate!

Zhao Yun slashed the sky with his sword, and his sword intent was devastating.

The silver-haired demigod was immobilized and sacrificed his natal weapon.

Then there was the sound of clicking. A good demigod was cut to pieces by Zhao Yun. What he was carrying was an extreme artifact. Cutting demigods is the best way to use it. Are the two different levels?

puff!

The silver-haired demigod's power of primordial spirit gushed out heartily.

The natal weapon shattered, and what was created was just a backlash. What made him uncomfortable the most was the power of the extreme sword, the invisible sword intent, like a sharp sword, the primordial spirit of the split was devastated.

"Let's go first on Huangquan Road."

Zhao Yun's words were icy cold, the second sword was already down, and the infinite sword intent resounded like the sky.

The so-called go first, that is, don't go so fast, go back and send you a few companions.

The sword fell, the silver-haired demigod Yuanshen collapsed, and the burning fire of Yuanshen was extinguished in an instant.

For this, Zhao Yun also paid a heavy price.

After all, more than a dozen demigods, how could they not suffer a few knives.

"It's your replacement."

Zhao Yunji tried his best to reshape his physique.

This time, he was staring at a demigod in black, who belonged to him.

Seeing him like this, the black-clothed demigod felt a burst of urination. He knew Zhao Yun's style of play, and he obviously had to take special care of him. The silver-haired demigod who had just been cut off was an example.