gate of eternity

Just like that, he couldn't even use [-]% of the power of the Immortal King Sword.

This...is the gap in cultivation realm.

Xuanxian urged the immortal body, and he might be drawn into a mummy in an instant.

"Impossible."

Immortal King Haotian didn't even look at it, and didn't move at all.

I saw that his body was surrounded by a bright starlight.

lb!

Click!

Zhao Yun's most peak sword, as if he had struck a steel plate, not to mention hurting the Immortal King, even the layer of starlight that caged the Immortal King, failed to break through, not only did not break through, but was also knocked over on the spot. Even the Immortal King Sword that had merged into the body was also shaken out, and it was thrust obliquely into the ground.

The Immortal King Haotian was treacherous and came slowly.

When passing by the Immortal King Sword, he pulled it out casually.

This is a good weapon, and only Dao Void Realm can sacrifice it. Although the brand mark has been shattered, the material for casting this sword is heaven-defying, and it is a good choice to integrate it into his natal weapon.

puff!

Zhao Yun finally landed on the ground, covered in a pool of blood.

Ben's pair of deep and bright eyes were extremely dim at the moment, he really overestimated his capabilities, he was far away from the Immortal King, and the opponent didn't even move, and his primordial spirit was almost shattered.

Still, it was courageous for him to do so.

Xuanxian dared to attack the Immortal King, he was the first one.

"What else is there to rely on?"

Immortal King Haotian came with his sword in hand and looked at Zhao Yun with a smile.

Zhao Yun staggered every step, and regretfully punched him in the face.

lb!

Or the sound of metal clashing.

Guardian Xingguang, who can't even be shaken by the Immortal King's Sword, his punch is far from enough to see, Yiru hit the steel plate, the fist bone burst instantly, and the whole arm was blown into a blood mist, like a bloody The sandbag was flipped upside down, and fell to the ground still bloody.

hum!

Crash...!

Before he could stand still, he heard the sound of iron chains colliding. It was the Taoist chain of the Immortal King, which sprang out from the ground, locked his hands and feet, banned his blood in the Zifu, and sealed his primordial spirit. body.

"If the old man becomes a god in his youth, I will erect a monument for you."

The Immortal King Haotian is present like a ghost, and his kind smile hides evil and cruelty.

Before Zhao Yun could say anything, he saw that his primordial spirit had come out of his body and entered Zhao Yun's body. He wanted to seize the body. He was not willing to use the eternal blood to make alchemy. If he wanted the eternal immortal body that was about to live, seizing the body was the most suitable. This junior's background, Bloodline, origin, perception...all will be his.

Well...!

Zhao Yun let out a muffled groan, completely unable to stop the Immortal King Yuanshen.

His primordial spirit wanted to leave, but he was trapped in the physical body by the chain of Taoism, covering the background, foundation, blood, origin, purple mansion, fairy power... At this moment, he was assimilated bit by bit by the primordial spirit of the fairy king.

And his so-called resistance was all in vain.

Being taken away by the Immortal King, he has no chance of turning the tables.

"bring it on!"

"Merge with the old man!"

Haotian Immortal King Jie Jie's ferocious smile resounded like a curse.

Zhao Yun's mind was completely suppressed, and he was also being assimilated.

"it is good."

"very good."

The Immortal King was full of satisfaction, enjoying this gluttonous feast comfortably.

Zhao Yun was in unbearable pain. The distorted Yuanshen avatar was forcibly assimilated and became nourishment, fused into the Immortal King Yuanshen, blood and origin. This cruel seizure was even more tragic than Ling Chi's torture.

"You... Red Dust Immortal?"

At an unknown moment, the Immortal King was surprised.

Seize the house!How could he not see some of Zhao Yun's memory, because he saw it, he was shocked, this kid turned out to be from the mortal world, and it took a full 100 years to break through the road of mortals.

The first mortal fairy in history.

What he took away was actually a mortal fairy.

"It really surprised the old man."

The fairy king's old eyes are like torches, more greed and desire.

His seizures became more and more violent, and he wanted to see more.

He did see it, but it wasn't Zhao Yun's memory, but a dreamy shadow, vicissitudes and ancients, hidden deep in the soul of this junior, and there was a moon vision accompanying him.

Because of his peeking, that beautiful figure slowly opened her eyes.

Her pupils are as clear as water, hiding all the spirit and performing all the destruction.

"The imprint of God?"

Immortal King Haotian was startled, his eyes were full of disbelief.

How can there be a god's imprint in the soul of the Xuanxian junior spirit.

"You dare to take away the disciples of this god, you are not so courageous!"

Meng Mengqianying said indifferently, her words were cold and silent, and her majesty was supreme.

That's right, Mengying Qianying is the moon god.

To be precise, she is a mark left by the Moon God in Zhao Yun's body.

This brand has no special ability, because she is a kind of passive restraint. The so-called passive means that she will not come out for a walk on weekdays, and only in special periods will she be passively manifested. To put it bluntly, what she was guarding against was seizing the house.

It's because fairy kings don't have eyes.

If he slapped Zhao Yun to death with one slap, the Moon God brand would not be able to intervene.

However, if the Immortal King takes the road of seizing and giving up, he will be branded.

"This is impossible."

The Immortal King showed a frightened look, and the primordial spirit withdrew from Zhao Yun's body again.

Chasing him out was the brand of the Moon God, with a dreamlike appearance, with one finger reversing the chaos, and mysterious power lingering around the fingertips, which was the power of reincarnation, poking head-on between the eyebrows of the Immortal King Yuanshen.

"Nine-turn reincarnation...you...moon god?" Immortal King retreated step by step.

"Guess right." The Moon God's branded lips parted slightly, piercing the Immortal King Yuanshen with one finger.

This finger.

It is total destruction.

Before the Immortal King Yuanshen could return to his physical body in the future, he was completely branded by the Moon God. The moment before he died, his eyes were horrified and depressed, and he died extremely depressed.

He still underestimated this junior, he was actually a disciple of a god.

If I knew this earlier, I would only look for this stimulation when my brain is flooded.

It's fine now.

Nothing was caught.

Was wiped out of his wits.

The Immortal King Yuanshen was buried.

The fairy king's body crashed to the ground.

Also fell to the ground was Zhao Yun, who fell into a coma when he was taken from his house, his seven orifices were bleeding, and the moon god had left an imprint on his soul, he didn't know it, he only knew that his whole body was in severe pain.

"My dear apprentice, I am waiting for you in the God Realm as a teacher."

The god's brand lightly brushed Zhao Yun's face, and slowly dissipated.

She is a one-time brand, and it will be annihilated if it is blocked the next time.

She annihilated.

Before she left, she gave her apprentice a chance.

It is a treasure. The treasures of Immortal King Haotian, including natal instruments, many immortal materials, and treasures of the Immortal King, were forcibly stripped out by her the moment the Immortal King was buried.

Branding disappears.

The Moon God who was in the God Realm slowly opened his eyes.

Even after 100 years, she still has not recovered, or she is still a dead person, living in her own reincarnation, and because of the support of reincarnation, she retained that trace of remnant soul, returned to the God Realm, and hid Meditate to reshape the primordial spirit at the bottom of the darkness, waiting for his real resurrection in the next year.

"The rest of the way."

"It's up to you."

Moon God murmured, as if he could see Zhao Yun across the world of immortals and gods.

She is not in good condition now, and there are really limited people who can help her disciples. She has too many enemies, and if she gets involved with Zhao Yun, she may harm her disciples. This is the cruel reality of the cruel world.

"It's really you."

While watching, a divine figure fell into the darkness.

It was a god, to be precise, it was a virtual image of a god, seeing the moon god, what a surprise!

"You little dragon cub, are you still alive?" Luna glanced at him.

"I'm Daoist Shenlong anyway, don't call me that." Xuying coughed dryly, no longer a virtual image, it was the deity who had crossed the endless universe, came to the bottom of this darkness in person, and sighed persistently.

"Come all the way to see my jokes?"

"I am deeply moved. The ninth moon god who was not suppressed by the law of heaven in the past ended up in such a state. If the emperor did not intervene in the battle of gods before the ages, you would not have been destroyed in the eighth life."

"The past is in the past, so don't mention it." Moon God closed his eyes.

"To be honest, this is not the moon god in my memory." Daoist Shenlong sacrificed his divine power to cover up the boundless and illusory darkness, "If you wish, we will wait for the day when you will be reunited in nine generations; If you wish, the gods of the Eight Desolation will follow you to fight the way of heaven as before."

"it is good."

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Happy National Day!

Chapter 170 True Dragon Immortal Tree

The fairy king's small world.

Zhao Yun lay there like a dead body, as if having a nightmare, with a painful expression on his face.

Wanfa Changshengjue and Yijinjing operated on their own, and the scars on his whole body had basically healed.

Morning light fell.

He slowly opened his eyes.

Xu was sleepy, he lay there for a long time without getting up, just stared at the sky, his mind was muddy, his memory was chaotic, this nightmare had lasted long enough, it was all bloody and dark.

"Boss?"

Long Yuanjian flew over, listless.

Before Zhao Yun fought hard against the Immortal King Haotian, what was in his body was the fairy body, and it was in his hand. Ling Tian's sword did not break through the Guardian Starlight, it was almost shattered, and there were many gaps in the body of the sword.

"Boss?"

Xian Lei also jumped out and hung in front of Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun woke up, sat up abruptly, and frowned, trying to remember.

Wasn't he taken away by Immortal King Haotian?Why are you still alive.