Eternal Gate

The sky was trembling, violently turbulent.

Shangyang held the fairy sword in his hand, cutting out one sword after another.

The Long Yuan Sword was flying all over the sky, colliding with the fairy sword to give off a piece of fire.

"The sword of Zhuntian can actually carry the attack of the immortal sword." There was a surprise below, and too many people were shining. That sword was indeed extraordinary, and it was still alive and kicking after several swords in Shangyang.

"Exactly compressed the unicorn power."

"If you do this, won't you be afraid to burst your body?"

More people look at Zhao Yun, who is cautiously plops and jumps straight, with such a compressive strength, it is the same as five horses in reverse, and without a strong physique, he will be crushed into a pool of blood in an instant.

"What kind of shape is that."

The people in Qianqiu City got together and touched their chins with strange eyes.

Indeed, Zhao Yun looks weird now, with his bare arms, a unicorn totem, extending from the back to the chest, even if it is a totem, it is still alive, really like a unicorn beast, engraved on the body, and every stripe is outlined. , Are all transformed by the power of the unicorn.

Look at the center of his eyebrows, there is an extra mark.

That is the mark of the Kylin lineage, perhaps also a symbol.

"Kirinization."

"Kirin body."

Zhao Yun muttered to himself that the huge unicorn power has been forcibly compressed into the body by him, and it merges with the limbs, the corpses, the internal organs, the odd meridian and the eight channels, and even every drop of blood in the body is full of power, even he himself It is unclear whether this is unicornization or unicornism.

Shangyang frowned.

He can clearly perceive Ji Hen’s changes, not only in appearance, but also in physical strength. The extreme compression is also the extreme condensing. He can support such a huge force. It is hard for him to imagine how strong Ji Hen's physique is. , Even if he could not complete such a transformation.

"I look down on you."

Shang Yang made a cold snort in his heart, and the fairy sword croaked in his hand.

Chi Zesheng changed, his sword's mighty power to the extreme.

lb!

The flying Long Yuan was knocked over again.

Its sword body has many gullies, all of which were chopped out by the fairy sword. Since being cast by Zhao Yun, it is the first time it has been beaten so devastated. Even so, it still has a fighting spirit.

"ended."

Master Shangyang said lightly, waving a sword across the air.

Zhao Yun finally moved, stepping out of the roar of the void, and Long Yuan instantly returned to his hand, instilling true essence and immortal power, blessing the air of heavenly thunder and mysterious yellow, and cutting out a galaxy with a single sword.

lb!

The two swords collided with a sharp clang.

Then, there was a halo spreading in all directions, and the swaying sea was turbulent.

Well...!

Shangyang let out a muffled snort, and the fairy sword in his hand was shaken out.

Zhao Yun was also shocked by the shock, and Long Yuan was shaken and walked out.

Both swords lost a certain brilliance, and fell into the void one by one.

"Dodge."

Many elders yelled and fled behind flying.

When the words were over, a mountain on Shangyang Island was crushed by an immortal sword.

As for Long Yuan, it happened to fall into the pile of people. The remaining killing intent and sword power on the sword, like a series of indestructible sword energy, fluttered in all directions, and the body protector was in front of him, as if It became a fragile piece of white paper, and those with weak background were chopped into a blood mist on the spot.

"This is too strong."

The people who escaped were embarrassed and looked at the Long Yuan sword slantingly inserted on the ground. Although only a sword, the killing intent was cold, and even the elders in the quasi-world realm did not dare to move forward easily.

"It's Tianzong Saint Child who is too terrible."

Many old guys are stroking their beards and their eyes are deep.

Ji Hen compressed the Qilin’s power and changed its form. The battle strength has increased to the extreme. Even the sword power of the Longyuan sword is also the ultimate blessing. He can beat the fairy sword of the Shangyang real person to fly. How terrifying its power is, without a few brushes, he dare not come here to smash the scene!

boom!

Shangyang forcibly stabilized his figure, his arms trembled.

It was he who underestimated Ji Hen's power, and his hand bones suffered severe pain.

"If there is no fairy sword, I will kill you the same."

Shang Yang said lightly, and with a wave of his arm, a dazzling sea of ​​stars swept across the sky.

Zhao Yun was even stronger, and a Zhuxian Jue forcibly split apart.

On the face, I saw Shang Yang's finger poking, and there was a black light lingering on the fingertips. It should be the power of blood. Before it hit Zhao Yun's eyebrows, he had already split the skin of Zhao Yun's eyebrows. If he was hit, he would be killed.

Of course, Zhao Yun was faster.

With the aura of his soul Yuxuanhuang, he slashed away the real Shangyang.

After that, the sky thunder also cut out a **** gully in his chest in no particular order.

"Oh my God! The real Shangyang actually bleeds."

There was an exclamation below, and the watch was pounding again.

Qianqiu City powerhouses collectively looked sideways and looked at the eyes of those people. They were looking at them like this. I really don’t know what is so surprising about Shangyang Bleeding. Ji Hen has destroyed more than one of the Heavenly Martial Realm, and his combat power is still Use questioning? This is nowhere, wouldn't it be even more sensational when Shangyang is destroyed.

"Stay here."

Cang Qiong took one last look and left the field sneakily.

Zhao Gongzi fought against Shangyang Zhenren, and he couldn't be idle either.

Take advantage of the chaos to find the last eight Buddha statues. If the prediction is not bad, it should be in the treasure house of Shangyang Island.

"Ji Hen, you will be killed today."

As soon as the sky was gone, he smelled the sun and shouted violently.

Following his order, Jiu Xiao Pao changed the situation.

When it was over, there was a dark scene evolving, covering the light, and the world suddenly turned into darkness, pulling Zhao Yun into it, and the elders who watched narrowed their eyes for a moment. That should be a kind of space secret.

broken!

Zhao Yun opened his way with lotus fire, found a flaw, and flew out. A big Luotian hand covered it, and the pressing Shangyang real person staggered for a while, and the true essence of the body guard collapsed, and he could hear the sound of bone fragmentation.

"You...damn it."

Shangyang Furious, originally in the form of an old man, instantly became young, his vitality became more majestic, his aura reached its peak, and an ancient secret pattern was carved on the center of his eyebrows. It was an exclusive secret pattern of blood, that is to say, this It is a kind of talent inherited by blood, which can bless combat power in a short time.

boom!

Shangyang's physique trembled, damaging Zhao Yun's palm power.

Seeing a white light cut out of his body, it struck Zhao Yun in the air.

Zheng!

Zhao Yun made an instant lore, avoided the white light, and made it in an instant.

"Shunshen is useless to the old man." Shangyang snorted coldly, and he could keep up with Shushen's speed, and climbed to the sky with only one step. He turned his hand and pressed it with the palm of his hand and photographed a treasure seal, as huge as a mountain.

Zhao Yun's vitality rose, and he punched through the huge treasure seal.

With this blow, the power of the Heavenly Regret was brought to the extreme, breaking the treasure seal, and even the real person Shang Yang staggered back. Before he could gain a firm foothold, Zhao Yun was like a ghost deceiving him.

"Exit."

Shangyang gritted his teeth, a purple electric glow shot out from his eyes.

Zimang was like a lightning-fast killing sword, ignoring the body and attacking the soul.

Zhao Yun did not hide.

After being hit by Shangyang, he returned a thunder from Shangyang.

Two blood suddenly appeared, Zhao Yun's martial soul was wounded, but Shang Yang's arm was almost cut off.

Whoosh!

Shangyang tapped his toes, and Fei escaped, pinching Yin Jue with one hand.

However, Wen Xing trembled for a while, and an illusory and exquisite tower evolved. As soon as Zhao Yun hit it, he was surrounded by the pagoda. There was a black flame burning in the tower, and he wanted to cremate Zhao Yun.

"Have me trapped by this?"

Zhao Yun drank clang and punched the pagoda with a big hole.

Although the pagoda was strong and not collapsed, Shangyang groaned and stepped back. It should have suffered a big backlash. There was blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and there was more surprise in the old eyes.

"You... it's worth the old man to play his cards."

The real Shangyang snorted coldly, and stood firm with one step.

Seeing him put his hands together, a big world appeared behind him, an illusory world, with mountains and mountains, long rivers crisscrossing, flowers and trees, all lush and lush, with clouds and mists, and a sea of ​​air surging, because you can’t see it. Reality, giving people a kind of artistic conception just like the pure land of the immortal family.

Not over yet.

In the great world of Wonderland, there was a figure standing tall, standing above the sky, unable to see the true appearance, but with a mighty aura, and that imaginary space became distorted because of it.

"That's... a fairy?"

The visitors below all looked startled, quite a kind of urge to crawl.

No one knows what secret method Shangyang applied, but only knows the great world of the fairyland and the silhouette of the sky, the coercion is so powerful that it makes people's soul and combat power, it seems that it is a deity, there is a kind of supreme majesty.

"By the law of the ancestor."

Zhao Yun murmured when he saw that the technique used by Shangyang is similar to the Gongsun family's method of borrowing from the ancestors. It is nothing more than a secret method as a matchmaker and a force that is not human.

He has reason to believe that there is really an immortal among Shangyang's ancestors.

And this Southern Territory Shangyang Island, perhaps really is the inheritance of an immortal.

"Die!"

The real Shangyang smiled grinningly, his hands changed into Yin Jue.

When the words fell, the great sky figure standing in the fairyland world moved, and a palm was taken from the sky, covering the void where Zhao Yun was standing. Before the palm print really fell, the sky was rumbling, and it was about to burst. , Is the power of palm is too terrible, magnificent, as heavy as a huge mountain of eight thousand feet.

Even more terrifying is that that piece of space is frozen.

The method of space that Zhao Yuntian could use was actually isolated.

The world trembles.

Qianqiu City powerhouse also trembled.

The palm of Qingtian's shadow is too terrifying, it carries the power of destruction.

This palm could really be given to the Heavenly Sect Saint Son, instantly turned into fly ash.

"Force me to open up."

There was a cold cry in the devil's heart, and he wanted to open the magic wheel blood sacrifice.

Of course, before he could make a move, he was stopped by the ghost face Yan Luo beside him.

The old dog of Shangyang wanted to kill Zhao Yun with this, but it seemed that he was still a little bit proactive.

Indeed, Zhao Yun is not afraid.

He clenched his fists, the mysterious yellow air flowing between his fingers, and the thunder and lightning in his palms were tearing. He blessed the power of blood, and instantly merged with the power of regret. A fist can be described as domineering and frost-free. Unreal big hand also knocked out a halo, I don't know how many mountains collapsed.

puff!

Shangyang Zhenren sprayed blood and turned all the way out.

Zhao Yun stepped across the void and stepped into the great realm of the fairyland. He stepped on it and exploded. The mountains and plants within it collapsed every inch, and even the sky-high figure disappeared in an instant.

Gudong!

The spectators swallowed their saliva collectively.

The method of Shangyang Zhenren is surpassing the heavens, and the Saint Son of Tianzong is also the overlord.

That palm is a blow from an immortal! It was actually blown out by Ji Hen with a punch.