gate of eternity

He has already smashed the pot and smashed it, and he wants to destroy the spiritual vein of the earth and the luck of the Great Xia Dragon Dynasty.

"Move the sky and change the earth."

Zhao Yun scolded coldly, and changed places with the man in black.

The man in black couldn't stand firmly, and almost fell headfirst.

It was also at this moment that Zhao Yun raised his sword and slashed back, the power of the sword was devastating.

puff!

The light of blood suddenly appeared.

The arm holding the sword of the man in black was removed by Zhao Yun's sword.

Before he could stop himself, Tianlei Jianguang and Xuanhuang Jianqi arrived, aiming at the crack in the immeasurable armor, and then smashed the blood and bones flying away. He was almost chopped on the spot by a careless move.

"Light body."

Zhao Yun's words were cold and silent, and he didn't give the other party a chance to breathe.

The body of light was extremely bright, shining like the scorching sun, not only dazzled the eyes of the man in black robe, but also dazzled Yin Zhou's peeping sight. Zhao Yun could clearly hear how uncomfortable that groan was.

"You can't stop me."

The man in black roared, and his body suddenly swelled.

Obviously, this guy is going to blow himself up, and Yin Zhou wants to control him from blowing himself up.

Certainly!

Zhao Yun flicked a talisman and aimed at the man in black.

This is a body-fixing talisman, a high-level body-fixing talisman, which is of no great use to the Heavenly Martial Realm, but it has some binding force on the Heavenly Martial Mystics. After all, they do not have a clear consciousness and are no different from puppets.

Even a high-level talisman cannot last long.

Before and after, it is only a third of an instant, which is completely negligible.

But it was this third moment that gave Zhao Yun a chance.

He pierced Changhong with a sword of wind and thunder, piercing the lower abdomen of the black-robed man, breaking his pill sea, and ruining his dark magic spell. Without this magic spell, Yin Zhou would not be able to control the mystery. Will also be buried.

Since he is a member of the corpse clan, he doesn't feel bad.

puff!

Yin Zhou spurted blood and was caught off guard.

It seems that Tianzong's holy son is not only an evil star, but also his nemesis.

"Where to go?"

Zhao Yun stepped up into the air, reaching into nothingness with one hand.

Although the man in black was buried, the infinite light was still there, and he wanted to escape.

"Do you dare to get your hands on the old man's things?"

Yin Zhou snorted coldly, and then pinched the Yin Jue with one hand.

The immeasurable light that flew away disappeared into nothing on the spot, and even Zhao Yun caught the air with one hand.

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Two chapters today.

Chapter 15 The Method of Burial

The imperial capital late at night was a little deserted.

When Zhao Yun came out of the spiritual vein of the earth, there was no one on the street.

Covered in a black robe, he walked around in the dark, trying to see if there were any other mystics of natural martial arts.

Arrived, but did not find the second one.

Perhaps, Yin Zhou only sent one over.

Or maybe, his morals are too low to find his trace.

Reflecting the stars, he left the imperial capital.

Before leaving, he still left a few clones in the spirit veins of the earth.

But he knew that if Yin Zhou was determined to destroy the spiritual veins of the earth, he would not be able to prevent it.

Tonight's Tianzong is also extraordinarily quiet.

His perception was exhausted, and he found that a lot of familiar breath was missing.

Obviously, Tianzong is also like an imperial capital, there are too many people who have transformed into secrets, and too many people have fallen into the seal, and one of them is picked out at random, with a good status, and they all hold important positions in Tianzong.

and so.

Once Yin Zhou gets ruthless, Da Xia is likely to become paralyzed.

He went to the mountain where he taught.

Yang Xuanzong is sitting in the gazebo making tea.

As the head teacher of Tianzong, his blood is already losing.

"sit."

Yang Xuanzong smiled gently and poured a cup of tea for Zhao Yun himself.

The way he looked at Zhao Yun tonight was not only relieved but also shocked.

If it is not bad, the imperial concubine has already told him the secret.

As expected, he also knew Zhao Yun's true identity.

The two seemed to have a tacit understanding, and neither of them deliberately mentioned this matter. At this time, it seems that it doesn't make much sense to mention it or not. In his view, Yang Xuanzong should be more emotional.

During this period, Zhao Yun sacrificed to the source of blood, which flowed into Yang Xuanzong's body.

He wants to track the caster with the original perception to lock the opponent's position.

Unfortunately, it was unsuccessful.

After three cups of tea, he turned and left.

At the corner of the mountain, he bumped into a familiar figure.

It's Liu Ruyue.

I haven't seen him for a few days, and his cultivation has improved a lot.

Zhao Yun passed by without saying a word.

"Zhao Yun."

Liu Ruyue called out behind her, with mist in her eyes.

The water of Wangqing does not work for everyone, she has recovered her memory.

Zhao Yun didn't answer, and walked away step by step.

Liu Ruyue laughed at herself, deeply regretting what happened back then.

Moon God is a sensible person, if there were no Liu Ruyue's stealing, there would be no Zhao Yun today. In this matter... there is no right or wrong, there is only a mistake, it is nothing more than a fortune-telling trick.

But no matter how you say it, Liu Ruyue did make the Zhao family lose face.

Now that Zhao Yun doesn't want to pay attention to her, it is also human nature that the old saying has been handed down.

Zhao Yun reappeared as Zizhu Peak.

I haven't come back for many days, and the mountain is terribly deserted.

Some elders passing by couldn't help sighing when they saw it. There used to be one master and two apprentices in Zizhu Peak, but now there is only one Ji Hen left. The master died, and the senior sister became a mysterious person.

Zhao Yun took musk and worshiped Yunyan.

It was still the old old tree, and he sat under the tree and fell asleep quietly.

This night is longer than before.

This night was not as peaceful as expected.

Overlooking the entire Great Xia, you can see streaks of blood. There are frequent murders in major ancient cities, remote towns, and even Youlin mountain villages. Too many people were buried and their blood was sucked clean.

It is a masterpiece of the blood demon lineage.

In addition, there is also a terrifying mystic, the black jade coffin Yin Zhou has teamed up with the Gorefiend, taking advantage of the darkness, to create a bloody catastrophe everywhere, except for a few ancient cities, no one is spared.

They are like ghosts, haunting and haunting.

When the strong man of Daxia arrived, he had already disappeared.

It's easy to hide with a sharp spear, but it's hard to defend against a hidden arrow. It's very well proved that no one knows where the bloody forest is, and no one knows where the blood demon's hiding place is.

On a quiet night, Zhao Yun climbed a mountain peak.

He is also like Daxia Hongyuan, who is on the go all day long, looking for the blood demon and Yin Zhou, these are two malignant tumors, if they don't pull them out, Daxia is restless all day, but unfortunately they haven't been found yet.

"Where is it?"

Zhao Yun's words felt powerless.

Finding it like this is really tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

Ok?

When he was looking around, Zhao Yun frowned fiercely.

Just a moment ago, he suddenly felt an ominous premonition.

And his premonition began to come true in the next moment, and his life essence was lost in a daze.

"How could this be."

Zhao Yun frowned, and immediately looked inside his body.

Shouyuan is indeed being lost, and the speed is changing from slow to fast.

On normal days, he would be very calm, but now it is different, his lifespan is running out, if he continues to lose like this, within a quarter of an hour, his lifespan will be exhausted and he will die, and the death will be ugly.

"Aside from him, you are the first person who let this deity... use the method of burial."

The faint laughter suddenly sounded in Zhao Yun's ears, cold and silent, like the funeral sound from hell.

Zhao Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, and he could tell whose voice it was, it was the king of the Blood Demon lineage: Blood Lord.

But he exhausted his senses, and he couldn't find any trace of the Blood Venerable in this world.

Obviously, the blood venerable is not here, he must be hiding in a corner and plotting secretly.

He has never heard of the so-called death burial method, but now that he has suffered it, he somewhat understands it. This should be a way of injuring the enemy by one thousand and self-injury by eight hundred. You don't need to look at it to know the lifespan of the blood venerable , is also losing like him, the purpose is extremely obvious, to consume him until his life is exhausted.

But he doesn't understand.

The Blood Venerable is clearly not here, so how did he use this method.

Could it be that the blood lord can connect two people who are far apart...to each other out of thin air?

If so, it would be too scary.

In fact, he already had the imprint of the Blood Lord on his body.

The blood venerable relied on this imprint, the method of burying his life.

Injure the enemy one thousand and self-injure eight hundred!

With the longevity of the Blood Lord, Zhao Yun can be easily consumed to death.

"This is where it gets tricky."

Seeing this, Luna took a sharp breath.

There are many talents in the mortal world, but that little blood demon knows how to bury his life.

On the top of the mountain, Zhao Yun sat cross-legged.

Shouyuan is still losing, and the speed is still accelerating.