Eternal Gate

"it is good."

The battle on the stage was fierce, and the bottom was applauded.

Among them, most of them are boisterous, it's rare to be so lively and the atmosphere is up!

"They... are they going to kill?"

Mu Qinghan's pretty eyebrows frowned, Huadu's battle with Yan Kang seemed to have gone beyond the scope of the duel, every move was a must! If one fails, one person will be killed on the spot.

"Return me back."

Zhao Yun didn't watch the fighting, but looked at the Lord of the Rings eagerly.

Compared to the transformation of the Lord of the Rings, he hoped to bring back the cultivation base of Xuan Yang, and worked hard for so many days, and finally broke through to Xuan Yang. After doing this before and after, he fell to the true spirit.

"What are you whispering?" Mu Qinghan looked sideways.

Lian Yunyan also looked sideways for a moment, and Zhao Yun sat down and talked about it.

"Pray for the resurrection match, don't meet strong disciples." Zhao Yun took a deep breath and lied, still not blushing or breathing, and this reason is to completely resurrect the current situation.

"It's not ashamed to lose, you are the real spiritual realm." Mu Qinghan smiled.

"If I'm lucky, maybe I can get the first place." Zhao Yun replied casually.

"At a young age, less bragging is better." Yun Yan said leisurely while turning the pages of the book.

"Is there any reward for the first prize?" Zhao Yun took a piece of Lingzhu, heaved a sigh of relief, and wiped it with his head. As a busy spectator, he had to find something to do.

"If you take the first place, the master will striptease with you." Yun Yan went up to the wind.

As soon as he said this, Zhao Yun couldn't hold the Lingzhu in his hand, and rolled all the way from the seat.

Mu Qinghan let out a dry cough. She thinks that she is a quiet and beautiful master, and she will always inadvertently say nothing astonishing and die. It doesn't matter if she dances a striptease, she will scare her little brother.

"Where are my beads?"

Zhao Yun has gotten up, grabbing the crowd to look for his spirit beads.

What Mu Qinghan said was true, and Yunyan's words really scared him. Just reward him with a little baby. Even if he dances a striptease, it is possible to slap him to death with a slap.

"Look at you!" The Moon God sighed.

Yunyan is like a okay person. If you allow you to brag, you won't let the master make jokes?

"It... mine."

Below, Zhao Yun had found the Lingzhu and was picked up.

Coincidentally, Chi Yan picked it up and was holding it in her hand.

"Have you seen me somewhere?"

Chi Yan returned the Lingzhu and looked at Zhao Yun tentatively.

Just now, when Zhao Yun entered the venue, she looked a little familiar. Not only him, but Ling Fei beside her also felt the same. She was sure she had seen Zhao Yun's back, and she couldn't remember which one it was.

"I haven't seen it." Zhao Yun smiled.

"Recently, you are very hot!" The child with purple hair sighed.

Since returning to Tianzong, this is the one who has heard the most. Yuxinting challenged Chu Wushuang, wrote love letters to Yueling, exploded his disciples in the mountains, and suffered five injuries on the stage of performing martial arts.

"Brothers give face." Zhao Yun collected the Lingzhu.

"I have an old friend, and I like to throw people in a fight." Chi Yan smiled softly.

"If you have a chance, you can see it." Zhao Yun smiled and walked away without returning to his seat. He rushed to the old man Chen Xuan. The old man seemed to have a gaming table in front of him. He hadn't seen it before. Only when I walked down did I realize that I had to bet some money and it was a way to get rich.

Behind them, Chi Yan and Ling Fei's eyes were quite deep.

They have seen it, they must have seen it. The more I look at it, the more familiar it becomes.

"Oh, isn't this Ji Hen!"

On this side, Old Chen Xuan held both hands and squinted at Zhao Yun.

After waiting for three to five days, I didn't see this kid to send him New Year's goods. The wait was really uncomfortable.

"One pays nine?"

Zhao Yun ignored Chen Xuan and only looked at the white cloth on the gaming table.

On it, the name of the new disciple is written, and even the odds are clearly marked, and Ji Hen is also on the list and has the highest odds. As long as he wins, he will lose nine.

"So many people are optimistic about you, don't you bet?" Old Chen Xuan smiled.

"Betting, you are betting." Zhao Yun took a stack of banknotes, which was a full 500,000 taels.

"A big deal!" Old Chen Xuan hurriedly started, with a smile on his face, "Betting which one."

"Bet me myself." Zhao Yun said, still wanting to take another 500,000.

But think about it, forget it, one million taels of silver, a loss of nine is nine million, it will blow the dealer's money, and all the money betted by others is not enough to accompany him. One yard counts one yard. This time, he will come back when Chen Xuan is done with the liquidation.

A good way to make money is sure to make a lot of money.

"There are not many little babies as hard-headed as you." Old Chen Xuan said earnestly.

After that, he carved a jade plate and handed it to Zhao Yun.

This is the proof. If Zhao Yun really wins, he will use this jade medal to get the money.

"You won't be fooling around!" Zhao Yun took the jade card, after all, it's not a small number!

"Honesty is the foundation." Old Chen Xuan took away Zhao Yun, "Block me."

Zhao Yun didn't leave at all, and he sat here with Old Chen Xuan. He also looked at the battlefield. Huadu and Yan Kang were both in embarrassment. Compared with Huadu, Yan Kang was really miserable, with blood all over his body.

A battle without suspense has its own end without suspense.

Yan Kang was defeated tragically, and was smashed by Huadu.

When the disciples stepped forward, Yan Kang had fainted, and his master's old face was dark and bright.

"Huadu, advance."

Wu Xuantong yawned, and he was a little sleepy.

Huadu received the blood sword, turned over and jumped off the stage, how many days it has been, it is today's comfort.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Before Wu Xuantong called someone, he saw two figures on stage, it was Lin Xie and Yin Hun.

Seeing that it was the two of them, the spectators were energized again, a young master of Tianyang and a young master of the Black Flame clan, they had long ago had grievances, and most people knew that they wanted to have an appointment every time they met.

Now, the fair battlefield is an opportunity.

"You said, who of them will win." Chen Xuan asked casually.

"It's hard to tell." Zhao Yun shrugged, fearing that it was Lin Xie and Yin Hun who thought this way. After more than one battle, it is difficult to distinguish victory or defeat. If you don't play for life, you can't tell success or failure.

Zheng! Zheng!

Under the attention of everyone, Lin Xie and Yin Hun both made swords.

Then, I saw the two eyes of the spectators, turning up and down, left and right, because the body and speed of Lin Xie and Yin Hun were too fast and too mysterious, and disciples with low vision could not catch the figure.

The sonorous collision sound is endless.

Don't look at Lin Xie's daily dangling, it's still very hungry to really move.

The Yin Soul on the opposite side is also a man, a black flame, which is quite lethal.

The Quartet shouted again, divided into two groups of cheers.

"It doesn't take a few hundred rounds. It's hard to see the highs and lows." Old Chen Xuan raised his hands and glanced at Zhao Yun, "Listen to the old man, privately give the purple jade to Chu Wushuang, and the province will tie up with the Chu family."

"On that day, Yuxinting, if she can talk about it, I will give it to herself." Zhao Yun took a sip of wine, "but...her tone is very unattractive, and she will give my senior sister a curse. "

"She has that capital."

"It's like no one else."

"If you talk like this, you will be easily beaten when you go out." Old Chen Xuan squinted.

"I....."

"Boy, think about it."

Before Zhao Yun could finish speaking, Old Ouyang approached him.

Just like that day, this old Dao smiled, not to mention that the surrounding disciples, even Mr. Chen Xuan, could not help but raised his eyebrows. Old Dao Ouyang was a craftsman, and he was also a very proud master, Dan Xuan's face Neither, but now he showed such a gesture to a disciple.

Moreover, the other party is still a true spirit junior.

"My master said, if I dare to go, she will kill me."

Zhao Yun found such a reason, and put out Yunyan, who didn't know it, as a shield.

"This....."

Old Ouyang tugged at the corner of his mouth for a while, and glanced at Yunyan during the period.

He knows Yun Yan's temperament. Regardless of the appearance of being quiet and beautiful, he is actually a ruthless character. He can do it if he speaks it out. If he dares to dig the foot of Zizhu Peak, Ji Hen may be destroyed.

This is embarrassing, and digging will tear the skin.

"She said, I can go to your place often."

Zhao Yun added another sentence, the implication in it is self-evident: it can help you refine tools.

Old Ouyang smiled, just say it! Zizhufeng's Yunyan would not be so unkind. He often went to the refining pavilion to walk around. He could pass on the refining methods to Zhao Yun one by one.

After him a hundred years, Zhao Yun will inherit his mantle.

In this way, his pulse refiner will not fall away.

Not only will it not decline, but it can also carry forward! In the future, when you mention the name of the master refining master Ji Hen, you will also think of him Ouyang Old Way, and he is also confident to train Zhao Yun into a master refining master.

"What did you two say?"

Old Chen Xuan asked subconsciously, I couldn't understand a word.

"Secret." Old Ouyang smiled openly.

When he laughed, he looked at Yunyan again, Yunyan looked inexplicable, so happy, so many people, why they just smile at me, brother is so kind, I feel embarrassed, and, with What is my disciple muttering about? Shouldn't we discuss the new year's goods again?

"Help you refine the equipment, you have to give me something to benefit."

Zhao Yun thought this way in his heart. There are too many rare profound irons in Ouyang Lao Dao's treasury, most of which can't be bought by money, so make a little more and refine it into the Dragon Abyss sword.

"Damn it."

Old Ouyang was smiling, but Huang Xie gritted his teeth.

So far, he hasn't figured it out, or why the master likes Ji Hen so much. He only knows that Huang Xie is the true biography of the Refining Tool Pavilion, and the one who came through the back door, why Ji Hen!

"came back."

For a moment, Zhao Yun raised his eyes to look at the other side.

It was Jin Xuanzhong who came back. His old face was very dark and his expression was terribly ugly. Even Yuan Miao didn't dare to ask questions. He secretly speculated that the master was mostly angry because he lost his face.

When Zhao Yun looked at it, Jin Xuanzhong also looked over here.

After searching for most of the night, I finally caught a little clue, it was a breath.

Whose breath is it? The breath of Ji Hen.

If what he expected is not bad, Ji Hen of Zizhu Peak has been to that underground palace.

In other words, the underground palace was destroyed and the treasures stolen, which was related to Ji Hen.

"I'm afraid it will be really bad." Zhao Yun muttered to himself.

Whether it was him or not, Jin Xuanzhong was staring at him, being watched by an elder of the Ksitigarbha peak realm, it was strange that life was very good, plus the devil family and the blood-clothed gate, sleeping restlessly.