Eternal Gate

what...!

With a sudden roar, Zhao Yun sat up suddenly, breathing heavily.

This nightmare is long enough, even if I wake up, I can't distinguish between reality and illusion.

His pairs, which were supposed to be both deep, still conceal a touch of ambiguity.

"Who is he?"

He could only hear this mutter.

Plus last time, I have dreamed twice.

The giant gate of the sky, the words of vicissitudes, and the eternal back, seem to exist only in the illusory dream, and it seems to have been engraved in his soul, and will always play with him inadvertently.

"Who is he?" Moon God also asked.

Then, it should be an ancient god, and... far stronger than her, just a few words made her soul and body tremble. What she wondered was the relationship between that **** and Zhao Yun.

"It's almost out of the customs, give me this one."

Moon God's cheeks were pale, and he stumblingly sat down, clutching his waist.

To be honest, if the injury is not light, if it is not for the protection of the gods, or else, most of the soul is gone. If the injury is not light, then you have to retreat again to restore your spirit power and heal the injury.

Before closing her eyes, she glanced at Zhao Yun.

This kid is really no ordinary person!

"What a strange dream."

Here, Zhao Yun has regained his senses and murmured constantly.

I don't know when, he received this kind of mood, pinched the seal and applied spiritism.

Quack!

Zhao Yun was overjoyed when he heard this hissing.

After so many days, the psychic finally disappeared, and finally summoned the Golden Wing Roc.

The Dapeng at this moment is really extraordinary.

I haven't seen it for many days. The messy hair has faded, and the whole body is covered with golden feathers, especially those eyes. The eyes are sharp as swords. It should be Nirvana once. The hidden bloodline power has been stimulated a lot, strands. The golden vitality contains surging vitality.

In addition, Dapeng's size was a full circle larger than before.

Quack!

Dapeng screamed again, screaming in excitement, his furry head rubbed against Zhao Yun, as if he hadn't seen it in a day, like three autumns, let alone so many days, suffered a magic wheel blood sacrifice, almost died. Huangquan.

"go."

Zhao Yun smiled and climbed onto Dapeng's back.

The Dapeng screamed like a golden light, soaring into the sky. During the period, he kept croaking. It should be thinking about what Zhao Yun was telling. The other people didn’t know its cry. Zhao Yun, who is connected with each other, understands it, Dapeng. It is expressing its joy.

Not long after, Dapeng flew out of the forest.

Zhao Yun checked the direction and found the river again, looking for Wang Zhan all the way.

The difference is that this time he was looking from the south to the north. After all, Xinzong Dabi was close, but he couldn't be too far away from Tianzong. He had to go back to participate in the competition, and he needed that awakening pill to save Liu Ruxin.

There are many tributaries of the big river, looking down from the sky, it is hard to find people.

As before, he wasn't sure where Wang Zhi was washed away, let alone whether Wang Zhi was still alive.

It's another day.

Dapeng hovered in the void, while Zhao Yun looked down.

No one is visible.

Looking at it, he couldn't help turning his eyes. There was no one below, but there were people in the sky.

Looking with all my eyes, I could see a **** cloud flying. To be precise, it was a large eagle, a red blood eagle that was so fast that it struck the sky, and there were people sitting on it.

"Dead Mountain."

Zhao Yun's eyes were almost narrowed, and he recognized who it was.

A member of the Naishi clan, he had seen him in the Tomb of Yinyue King, and used the identity of Hongyuan to frighten him back. Unexpectedly, he met here again. No need to ask, he knew that he had gone to pick up the ancestral grave again.

In addition to Shishan, there is another person on the back of the blood sculpture.

It was a young man in black, sitting steadily, like a statue.

Seeing it, Zhao Yun wanted to run away.

He is not to blame, just because it is the devil, the holy child of the devil family.

That day, the one who conspired against Huadu with the magic wheel blood sacrifice on Mingyue Ancient City Street was that one, and he had been chased after him. The reason Dapeng returned to the spirit world and was unable to psychic for many days was because he was caught by his demon. The round blood sacrifice, the weird black flame, once ignited, it burned endlessly.

He recognized it, and Dapeng recognized it himself.

Because of recognizing the demon, Dapeng's eyes were filled with cold light.

After receiving a magic wheel blood sacrifice, it was almost buried, and it took many days to heal.

"The corpse clan and the devil family have joined forces?" Zhao Yun muttered in his heart.

It was amazing enough to see Shishan, there was a demon, and there was a piece of it.

Quack!

When I was watching, the blood sculpture had arrived. Looking at Dapeng, his eyes were bloodthirsty and fierce.

Shishan looked sideways slightly, glanced at Zhao Yun, and also at the Dapeng. I could see the extraordinaryness of Dapeng and Zhao Yun. This junior...by no means an ordinary true spirit realm.

The devil sitting beside him also opened his eyes for a moment.

When I saw Zhao Yun, the devil inevitably wrinkled his eyebrows slightly, and felt like he had seen it somewhere.

Whoosh!

The blood sculpture is as fast as lightning, spreading its wings across the sky.

"Not two alliances."

Zhao Yun groaned and passed by for a moment, seeing some clues.

The reason why the demon is still cross-legged is not that he does not want to move, but that he can't move. He should be banned by Shishan. If he expected it, Shishan caught the demon. As for what he did, he guessed it was mostly taken. Refining corpse puppets, or, is forcing some secrets passed down by the demon family.

The three of them are enemies of each other.

Now, one of them caught the other, which is interesting.

"It is not advisable to stay here for long."

Zhao Yun looked back, Dapeng was connected and flew high.

Quack!

Before he escaped far, he heard a neigh behind him.

It was the blood sculpture that actually turned back, and the corpse mountain sitting on it had already got up, with a dark light in his eyes and a dark smile at the corner of his mouth. Zhao Yun and Dapeng were staring at it.

In the barren mountains and wild ridges, there is a murderous overwhelming demand.

Zhao Yun also got up and posted two speed charms on Dapeng's body.

The corpse mountain is the pinnacle of the underground treasure, and there are two underground corpse puppets, so there are three underground treasures.

He couldn't beat it, so he could only run away.

"Junior, where are you in a hurry."

The Shishan opera smiled, and the hand was also two speed charms.

Whoosh!

The blood sculpture at the peak of Xuan Yang is extremely fast.

Only three or two seconds, the distance was narrowed to only a few tens of feet.

At the same instant, there was a bolt of lightning in the eyes of the corpse hill, aiming at the Dapeng.

Shoot the horse first.

Kill the mount... better than anything.

broken!

Zhao Yun let out a cold snort, sacrificing Long Yuanjian to the lightning.

However, he went too far, although he was blocked, but he was also knocked over.

"go."

Zhao Yun didn't even think about it, so he sent Dapeng away.

And he, like a sandbag, was planted from the air.

"It turned out to be a psychic beast, really clumsy."

The corner of Shishan's mouth was slightly raised, and he spied out with one hand, trying to catch Zhao Yun alive.

Zhao Yun wouldn't be caught standing up. He put a speed talisman on his body just a moment before, and the speed of his fall soared to avoid being caught by the corpse mountain. From a distance, he was just a light falling from the sky.

"Good, you little Wu Xiu."

Shishan became interested and drove the blood sculpture to dive and chase.

When he was three or five inches from the ground, Zhao Yun cast a hanging talisman and landed steadily.

He dashed into the dense forest like a dark shadow.