gate of eternity

"Is this the Red Dust Road?"

Zhao Yun muttered, and took a step forward.

He wanted to walk through the air, but there was a mysterious force blocking him.

"There is someone."

He was calling all the way, and the power of the primordial spirit was exhausted.

However, there was no response from all directions.

There is no vitality or spiritual power here, only yellow sand flying around.

There is no trace left here, and when I look back, I can't see half a footprint.

Still lonely all the way.

He was the only one walking alone.

"You little brat."

No one could hear the scolding.

He is the sanctioner, who stays up most of the night, crosses his legs, sits on a rock and smokes, looks at the road of mortals with a strangely dark face, he is a god, he can see the scene inside it, he can see Zhao Yun, for some reason, He really wanted to carry that guy back to the mortal world, and kicked him to death for 10 minutes.

After a long time, he also disappeared.

It is the limitation of the universe, which limits the sight of the gods.

At the end of the sky, people gathered, all of them were Zhao Yun's relatives and friends, men and women, old and young, so one stop would take a long time, not everyone can enter the road of the world of mortals, they have to be at the level of immortals.

Speaking of the quasi-immortal level, how could the Demon Lord Demon Queen and Hong Yuan be missing.

In the dead of night, I can always see their figures, looking at the vast starry sky, dazed. Indeed, they have not seen through the world of mortals, and they have never dared to set foot on this road from the beginning to the end.

The Demon Lord and the Demon Queen have left, and are going to play in the world.

Hong Yuan also left, and wanted to take a long trip to see the outside world.

"Zhao Yun."

On an unknown day, a hysterical call rang through the sky.

It was Liu Ruxin who was awake, crying with tears in her eyes, but there was no response.

She left, followed by a little unicorn with her head buried, listless.

On this day, she moved out of Qianqiu City and returned to Zhao Yun's hometown with Furong and the sealed Luoxia.

Also on this day, too many people moved their families.

The Yan family of the Bai family returned to the Southern Region, the Qin family returned to the East China Sea, the Tianyin Pavilion went to Huashan, and the Sikong family went to the northern border...

Where to go back and forth.

The huge Qianqiu City, as if the song had come to an end, was quite empty.

"Aren't you going?" Feng Wu whispered at the gate of the city.

"I'm tired, I'll rest here." Mozi took a sip of his wine.

Feng Wu smiled and walked away, going to Canglang City, the place where Zhao Yun first met.

"The world is big, let's go around."

Wang Zha and Mustache patted Mozi and set out on the road together.

The devil will not stop him, people leave every day, and he has sent away one after another.

But, they will all come back.

If one day, if Qianqiu City is in trouble, it will be from all directions to help.

Hongchen Road.

Zhao Yun fixed his body for the first time and looked not far away.

There, there is a tree, to be precise, it is a dry branch without half a leaf.

As far as I could see, there seemed to be a person lying under the tree, leaning against the trunk and falling asleep.

Taking a closer look, it turned out to be the old man of Fushou, a person from the Western Wilderness. He had met him at the end of the East China Sea, and asked him for a pot of wine. At the end of his life, he dragged his old body into the world of mortals. .

Unthinkable.

He still didn't make it to the fairyland, and fell halfway.

Zhao Yun didn't say a word, and put the old man Fushou into the Lord of the Rings.

If he can get to the end, he will bury him in the fairy world, forgetting the old senior's long-cherished wish.

Three days later.

He stopped again.

Look at the feet, in the flowing yellow sand, half of the skeleton is exposed. It must be a person who has broken through the world of mortals. He has exhausted his life, eroded by the yellow sand, and wasted by the years, leaving a lifetime of regrets.

Zhao Yun bowed his hands and continued on his way.

In the next few days, there will be more dry bones.

In the endless desert, I don't know how many people were buried.

Zhao Yun didn't stay any longer, only leaving a shadow behind the forerunner.

Perhaps, in another year, he will become one of them and be buried in this desert.

"Calculating the time, there should be blood."

He is still the sanctioner of the mortal world, and his words are sincere.

I don't know if I saw blood or not, but Zhao Yun saw an oasis.

Since entering the world of mortals, it was the first time he saw something different in color from the yellow sand.

It is indeed an oasis, with lush vegetation and gurgling rivers, how can it be full of vitality.

"Illusion."

Zhao Yun murmured, and the primordial spirit trembled.

The so-called desert oasis disappeared suddenly, and the yellow sand was still flying, but deep in the yellow sand, there was an evil spirit lurking. If you listen carefully, you can hear wailing and low roaring.

soon.

The wind blows.

There was a figure covered in blood crawling out of the desert, like an evil spirit or a wraith, with dim light in its eyes, and bloody saliva dripping from its mouth, more sinister than hell's ghosts.

"Evil spirit."

Zhao Yun murmured, knowing what it was.

There is a saying in the Taoist scriptures that spirits give birth to evil thoughts, and blood stains become evil spirits. It is an evil thing that has spirits but no mind.

Roar!

When he looked at it, the monster rushed forward with a ferocious face.

It is not an ordinary evil spirit, with yin evil sweeping over it, and blood evil raging violently. In terms of aura and aura, it is no weaker than a quasi-immortal in the mortal world.

Zheng!

Zhao Yun's pace continued unabated, and the mysterious and yellow sword energy came out of his body.

The monster had just killed not far away when it was chopped by the sword energy.

Its screams were extremely shrill.

And his wailing seemed to hide a kind of magical power, calling out more evil things.

The desert became unsettled, billowing yellow sand ravaged the sky, and bloody figures crawled out of the desert. There were human figures and beasts in different shapes, but their expressions were ferocious of the same kind.

Zhao Yun frowned slightly.

He is not afraid of three or two evil things at all, but the monsters in the world are all black, like a sea tide. Calculated by the cultivation base of the mortal world, the weakest cultivation base is the peak of Xuanyang.

Why are there so many monsters on the road of mortals?

Is it a checkpoint set by the upper realm to test the mortals in the lower realm?

hum!

Zhao Yun picked up Longyuan and killed him like a beam of shock.

The tide of monsters came one after another, without the slightest fear, they fell one by one, and rushed up one by one, as if they would not be finished until they tore Zhao Yun to pieces.

As Zhukong expected, Zhao Yun was bloodied.

It is true that he is invincible in the world, but he can't stand up to gang fights.

"That's enough."

Zhu Kong spoke deeply, and he was not very optimistic about Zhao Yun.

He is the sanctioner, who sits and guards the world for endless years. He has met generation after generation of outstanding people who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Zhao Yun or even surpass Zhao Yun. , that is a dead end, hope is infinitely close to despair.

After half a jug of wine, he exerted his power again.

The leader of the mortal world!You can't just sit around and not do business.

It is his task to sit and guard the mortal world.

It is his mission to restore the universe.

This time took a long time, and the old bones were tired enough.

On the day when he sat down again, he saw people moving around at the end of the East China Sea, most of them were Zhao Yun's relatives and friends, all of them were beautiful, they could see Yan Ruyu, they could see daydreams, and they would come every once in a while.

Three years.

The man has been gone for three years.

No one knows whether Zhao Yun has crossed the road of mortals.

Even the sanctioner is not sure, because he can't see it either.

Hongchen Road.

The yellow sand is flying.

Zhao Yun was dressed in rags, carrying the bloody Long Yuan, staggering step by step, staggering all the way.

Three years.

He has been on the road of mortals for three years.

However, there is still no end, fighting day and night, his blood has been routed, this is an extraordinary road, there is no life, no spiritual power, only yellow sand and monsters.

Roar!

In the darkness, there was another tyrannical howl.

The monsters came again, and every time they appeared, there would be more than three or two. It was like a sea tide, sweeping across the world, endlessly, and it would not dissipate unless it killed all the creatures on this road.

war!

Zhao Yun held Long Yuan tightly and rushed out again.

Looking down from the sky, he is like a drop in Taicang. In the vast ocean, he is struggling to move forward. Every step he takes, he must pay a bloody price. There are too many monsters, filling the dark desert.

He was firm enough, fell down again and again, and got up again and again to charge.

No one knows how long he has been killing, but only knows that in the mortal world, it is another ten years of flowers withering and blooming.

Or the end of the day.

Still his relatives and friends came one after another.

"Big brother."

Ruoshui stood on the edge of the starry sky and called for a long time.

However, I didn't get the slightest response from that person.

No. 11 years.

Qianqiu City was startled by thunder calamity.