Eternal Gate

"This....."

Seeing Zhao Yun's form, the faces of the enemies changed drastically.

Such as Mokui and others are okay.

Like the second and third-rate evildoers, they all took a step back collectively.

The Ji Hen at this moment is really scary, not only the appearance, but also the breath, like a great demon who has been sleeping for thousands of years, awakened in this instant.

Not only them, but also the blue-haired women and neutrals on the periphery, all showed awe.

Terrible killing intent.

The raging demons.

In the dim sky and earth, black ice had formed inch by inch.

How could this be so?

Everyone is asking.

Ji Hen's essence and true essence were exhausted, and he was so heavy that he had recovered.

And Ji Hen's state.

Is that a forbidden technique? Why can't the pressure of their heart palpitations be suppressed.

"The advent of what love is."

Moon God murmured, not knowing whether to sigh or shock.

Extreme Realm is very domineering, it is the most extreme sublimation of oneself. In a sense, she has transcended a certain order and rules. In her memory, she has never seen a mortal in such a state.

Zhao Yun was the first.

If this is also a sign, then he is a fabulous milestone.

"Counterattack."

After trance, the Moon God raised his sword again.

The blessing of God and the Blessing of the Ninth World were also shining. Zhao Yun opened the extreme realm, and they also received the blessing of Mingming power. They had been defeated all the way before, and this time, the curse of God was beaten back all the way.

Zhao Yun got up and put Chu Wushuang into the ice coffin.

And the blood-stained Bodhi flower also sank into the Lord of the Rings.

"You will be buried for her."

His words, as if God had pronounced a sentence, were majestic, cold, and withered, falling in the ears of people, like eternal thunder, and the exploded souls shuddered.

He is not a demon, but he is more demon than a demon.

His evil spirit did not know where it came from, but it was like a sea, inexhaustible.

"No matter how strong he is, there is only one person." The Blood-clothed Saint snorted coldly.

These words won everyone's approval, and they stabilized their figure, and all auras surged.

kill!

All the enemies shouted violently, and all attacked.

Can't delay any longer, today, Ji Hen must be destroyed.

Otherwise, the troubles are endless.

No one left their hands, they all sacrificed the peak blow, sword light, sword light, fist shadow, palm print... overwhelming, every sword light, every palm print, swept the power of extinction, watching the blue-haired woman and The neutrals were all pale, and if nothing happened, Ji Hen would be instantly ashes.

boom!

Zhao Yun was overwhelmed by the frenzy of secret techniques.

The earth trembled and the smoke rolled.

"Not dead yet?" Wang Yang grinned.

Not only him, but the enemies are also laughing.

With so many people attacking, you can't be destroyed if you don't believe it.

Of course, they laughed and laughed, but they didn't laugh anymore.

The smile dissipated, and the expression on his face was shocked and shocked. Before the smoke dissipated, he saw the prototype of a person who was walking out step by step. Perhaps the body was too heavy, and even the floor was banging.

That's right, that's Zhao Yun, his eyes are like black holes, blood wafting, turbulent evil spirits, raging and rolling, like a world-famous demon god, carrying a bleeding sword, walking from the dark and ancient age.

"This...how is it possible." The Demon Mountain Saint Child was horrified.

No one can believe it.

Both the enemies and the neutrals on the periphery have their eyes highlighted.

There are so many killing techniques, not to mention first-class evildoers, even if the fierce tiger demon leader and the blue snake Shen Rong are killed, they will be beaten to pieces!

By the way, Ji Hen in Ji Zang Yizhong was undamaged.

The power of regeneration, so overbearing?

It is not exact to say that it is harmless.

It's just that the scars and blood gully on Zhao Yun's body healed instantly.

This is the extreme state.

The most domineering state in the world, immortality, immortality, and immortality.

Compared with the extreme realm, the Ten Thousand Ways of Longevity Secret Art is a joke.

"Come again."

Still the blood-clothed saint, he shouted loudly and powerfully.

Those who are present are also his happiest dancers.

When the words fell, the evildoers collectively operated the secret method.

If you can't kill you by calling, then call again.

Zheng!

What responded to them was a sword sound that pierced the soul.

It was Zhao Yun, like a magic light, passing in front of the self-blooded Saint Child.

When people pass, the blood-clothed saint's head falls.

hiss!

The neutral outsiders gasped when they saw it.

No one can see it clearly.

No one could see how Ji Hen made his hand, only a magic light flashed across.

When it was over, the blood-clothed Saint Child's head rolled down.

How fast is this speed.

The enemies were even more shocked, they were closer, and they didn't see clearly.

The most depressing is undoubtedly the Son in Blood.

Although his head was removed, he still had so few moments of consciousness, the head that rolled down, he could still see his standing body, and he could see Ji Hen's devilish back.

He was seconded, but he didn't know how to be seconded.

A moment left him depressed.

He regretted it for a moment.

Regret shouldn't be too happy to jump, Regret shouldn't provoke Ji Hen.

It's all right now, and lost my life.

puff! puff! puff!

For a brief moment, the blood exploded frequently in the crowd.

Zhao Yun started to kill, like a magic light, flying through the shadows. Everywhere he went, one person would be destroyed, or be chopped, or the head would fall to the ground, until the next person was destroyed, and their remains were still there. Putting it swaying, before falling down, it was swallowed by Zhao Yun's evil spirits.

"One sword...one?"

Neutral in the periphery is jaw-dropping.

Strong as a woman with blue hair, all looks startled.

How strong is Ji Hen today.

You know, those are all evildoers, they are all the top talents of the young generation in various countries, or they are the young masters of the family, or the saints of the same line, all in the Tibetan realm, the strength is good, and they are actually hit by Ji Hen. Cut into the ghost gate.

what...!

The screams and wailing became one piece.

More people were killed by one sword.

Zhao Yun, who had entered the crowd, had no other actions, only his hand raised the sword and fell.

From a distance, he didn't seem to be killing an enemy, but chopping a watermelon.

A group of evildoers is watermelon.

Being touched by Zhao Yun, not to mention avoiding defense, even the opportunity to scream.

The scene is not only bloody, but also very brutal.

That is not a war, it is a unilateral massacre.

Even the black magic fog was dyed scarlet.

"How can it be so strong."

The Son of Demon Mountain was full of fear, and stepped back.

Backed back, this product turned around and escaped.

"There is no way in the sky, no way into the earth."

This is the first sentence Zhao Yun has said since he started the murder.

Before the words were over, he was killed like a ghost.

kill!

Demon Mountain Shengzi Huo turned around, waved the Demon Dragon Sword, and used the Demon Dragon Sea. There was still the Demon Dragon roaring in the sea, and it instantly swallowed Zhao Yun.

But his magic dragon sea, seemingly not working well tonight, was swallowed by Zhao Yun's evil spirit, and the magic dragon inside was also smashed into ashes.

"Nine Heavens Devil Dragon Slash."

The Son of Demon Mountain roared, and Ling Tian cut down with a sword.

Zhao Yun didn't look at it, didn't dodge or dodge, let alone defensively, letting a sword split half of his body, at the same moment, his blood flowed back into the body along the wound, and the split flesh also healed on the spot.

The Son of Magic Mountain was shocked.

His shock was the last look he left to the world.

Because Zhao Yun has arrived, and cut his head with a sword.

Before the body of the Demon Mountain Saint Son fell, he had already walked by one step without seeing it. His expression was neither happy nor worried, free from anger or hatred. As for the Demon Dragon Sword, he was swept away by his Demon Sha and sank into the Demon. Quit.

"Then... But the Son of Demon Mountain!"

The neutrals on the periphery are all drooling.

The Son of One Line, was just one sword second?

After the Son of Demon Mountain, he is the Son of Demon Temple.

He was more perplexed than the devil's son, and he had escaped more than ten meters.

"You... can you go?" Zhao Yun said calmly.

"I'm fighting with you." The demon's son roared, and the broken black black magic armor of the basalt enveloped his whole body, energizing the true essence to his utmost, reviving the secret pattern engraved on the magic armor, and doing his best to bless his defense.

Unfortunately, not enough to see.

Zhao Yun opened the Black Demon Armor with a sword.

The spectators were shocked, it was the black black magic armor of the basalt, the immortal demon Lord personally sacrificed it, even if it was broken, the defense was extremely domineering, and it was split by a sword.

what....!

The holy son of the Demon Temple wailed sternly, the black magic armor was broken, and half of his body was also cut off. He stepped back step by step. Before he fell to the sky, he saw a piece of evil spirit and swallowed it up. A pool of blood mud.

And Zhao Yun, stepped on the blood mud.

Zheng!

The sword sounded, and a slender black sword pierced from the oblique side, a sword of extinction.

It is Rashomon in black.

The killer of Rashomon! Best at a one-shot lore.

And he did hit with this blow.

"Great."

The first corpse clan laughed and performed an illusory coffin, covering Zhao Yun.

boom!

The coffin split instantaneously, and it was split open by Zhao Yun's sword.

Luo Sheng snorted, vomiting blood and flying.

The first corpse clan also spurted blood, both arms exploded, he staggered back step by step, his eyes were prominent, his pupils tightened, and Ji Hen was unscathed by the sword of the Rashomon Assassin.

The same shock was felt by Luo Sheng, the man in black.

Zhao Yun did not look at him.

But in his turbulent blood, there was a wisp of evil spirit splitting out, which was split the next day.

Luo Sheng's face changed in black, and he turned and fleeed.

puff!

Zhao Yun Mosha was faster, and cut him into two halves with his sword.

Hum!

There was also a strand of evil spirit, which turned into a jet black war spear, which rushed towards the first corpse tribe. The first corpse tribe who had not stopped the figure was pierced by a spear and was nailed to a rock wall.

After him, another person was nailed up.

It's Xiao Hi Hei.

He didn't run slowly, and he was about to escape from the world in stealth.

He couldn't escape and was nailed to death with a spear.

"Pay her life for her."

Zhao Yun's roar is a roar from the soul.

When the second wave of neutrals arrived, he was carrying the bleeding Dragon Abyss sword, killing in the crowd, without any moves, like an out-and-out madman, killing wherever he went, hacking and slashing. Bathed in the blood of the enemy, killed the most crazy.

"Retreat."

The neutrals palpitated and backed away.

crazy!

Ji Hen is crazy!

Tianzong's disciple, killed his six relatives and denied it.

So, it’s better to stand farther away, as the province’s goods were not killed, and they even took care of them.

The blue-haired woman's face turned pale and her mood changed accordingly.

For Ji Hen, hatred first, then appreciation.

Now, it seems to have become a panic.

That man... terrible.

So many enchanting evildoers, combined to besiege, can't take him alone, and they are defeated. Every second, someone is beheaded; every second, someone falls in a pool of blood.

After being frightened, it was a sigh.

She saw the killing **** weeping, and her face was full of blood and tears.