gate of eternity

He still has a lot of hole cards that are useless.

He still has a lot of secret techniques that he can use in the future, so he was defeated. He was still defeated by the fifth level of a true spirit. How could he, who is so high up, accept it? It is not known whether it was his body or his body that was disabled by Zhao Yun. state of mind.

"farewell."

Zhao Yun raised the Zixiao Sword, and he repeated the same lines.

Huayang's eyes protruded and his pupils constricted.

When he was dying, he knew what regret was.

I regret that I should have provoked Zhao Yun.

I regret that I should have come here alone.

It's a good thing now, not only failed to win Zhao Yun, but also buried himself alive.

Chapter 174 Goodbye, Acquaintance

puff!

When the Zixiao sword fell, Huayang died instantly.

This disciple of Tianzong is definitely a typical example of sending people's heads away from thousands of miles away.

"Do it yourself, have enough food and clothing."

A certain person was very conscious and rolled up his sleeves.

Huayang's belongings, whether it is silver, weapons, or ornaments, can be taken away, and he must not be angry. The whole set of actions has no sense of disobedience.

quack!quack!

While searching, I suddenly heard the neighing of birds in the sky.

Zhao Yun raised his eyes subconsciously, and saw two big birds, a blood carving and a white crane, flying from nowhere, circling in the void, to be precise, it was a fight, it was extremely fierce, there was blood pouring down, and they screamed ferociously It resounded all over the sky.

"interesting."

Zhao Yun muttered, turned around and continued to sweep the spoils.

"wrong."

After a short while, he looked up again, and what he was staring at was the white crane, which looked a little familiar, because on its wings, there were two ancient totems, which looked like two lotus flowers, lifelike, as if he was somewhere seen.

"Senior Ziling's mount."

Zhao Yun muttered, frowning slightly.

This is strange, Ziling is guarding the tomb of King Yinyue far away, why is her mount here, and the blood sculpture she is fighting with is obviously also a mount, quite tyrannical.

boom!boom!

Suddenly, a rumbling sound resounded from the direction of the deep mountain.

Zhao Yun closed his eyes from the sky and looked towards that direction. He could hear the movement of a great battle, and he also guessed two or three points. One of the parties in the battle must be Ziling, and the other party is probably the blood eagle. master.

This part of the bridge is obvious.

Master to master, mount to mount.

Without thinking too much, Zhao Yun immediately destroyed the corpse and wiped out the traces, and went straight to the deep mountain.

"No, you have to kill this guy first."

After running for three or two steps, he turned back and channeled the golden-winged roc, and the thing he was talking about referred to the blood sculpture that was fighting with the white crane in the air. It's a fight, it's better to say it's chasing the white crane. If it keeps going like this, the white crane will be destroyed.

"Bump over."

Zhao Yun stuck a speed-moving talisman on Dapeng's body and pointed to the sky.

quack!

Dapeng spreads its wings and plunges straight into Haoyu.

The battle in the air was fierce, and the white crane was worse than imagined. It was full of blood, and it was far from the opponent of the blood eagle. The crane is gentle and not good at fighting, while the blood eagle is violent, and it is good at attacking. Both are mounts, and the two are obviously not the same class varieties.

"I come."

From a long distance away, I heard Zhao Yun yelling loudly, speaking to Bai He.

The white crane has its own spirituality and can understand, so it spread its wings and flew high, avoiding the blood eagle.

The roc was as quick as a frightened light, and attacked directly.

The blood eagle also has spirituality. Its red eyes are full of contempt and disdain. It is not a fake mount, but it is a genuine Xuanyang class. It is not afraid of Zhao Yun and Dapeng. Two terrifying lightning bolts have already emerged from its eyes. shoot out.

quack!

Dapeng had expected it a long time ago, and narrowly avoided it.

Zheng!

Zhao Yun was not idle, he used his soul to control the sword, and slashed from the air.

Is the Xuanyang class really awesome?Can't beat your master, can't beat your mount?

lb!

The Zixiao sword failed to break through the blood eagle's defense, and the sword seemed to be slashed on an iron stone.

"Impossible."

This is the meaning represented by the eyes of the blood sculpture.

It was domineering, and it came with a hurricane, the wind was as fierce as a steel knife, not to mention other things, just this might, it could kill a true spirit realm mount.

It's a pity that the roc is not an ordinary bird.

And Zhao Yun, who is not in the ordinary true spirit realm, cuts through the hurricane with his sword.

"It's now."

When he was less than one zhang away from the blood sculpture, Zhao Yun jumped onto the blood sculpture's back.

The blood eagle was furious, and ran across the sky, trying to throw Zhao Yun off.

"run?"

Zhao Yun snorted coldly, grabbed the blood eagle's feathers with one hand, and held the sword in the other. The sword was torn apart by lightning and lingering with the breath of fire. He forcibly broke through the blood eagle's defense. A sword pierced through its back to its chest, blood The light is quite dazzling.

quack!

The blood eagle screamed, staggered for a while, and almost fell to the sky.

Zheng!

Zhao Yun's second sword arrived, and he chopped off his head, killing him with one sword.

Dapeng flew over and caught it.

White cranes flew over one after another, and they were indeed badly injured.

"Open your mouth."

Zhao Yun took out the purple gold gourd.

After pouring two sips of spirit liquid, any injuries are not a problem.

The neighing of the white crane was full of joy. It was really a mount with super high spirituality. It pointed to the distance with its wings, as if to say, the master is over there.

"Go down and find a place to hide."

Zhao Yun said, Dapeng fell from the sky with the same mind.

And Zhao Yun, on the other hand, went straight to the depths, wanting to see who is fighting with Ziling, it must be in the Ksitigarbha realm, and the mount is Xuanyang level, how can the master be weak.

At some point, he settled down.

Looking into the distance, there are two figures, one black and one white, the battle is in full swing.

The one in white is Ziling.

The man in black, Zhao Yun also recognized, is the strong man of the Blood Clothes Sect, who had previously sent the tiger away from the mountain to capture the little money fan, so he had the part of that fellow, unexpectedly he has not left yet.

It's the peak of Ksitigarbha!That guy is scary.

At the same level of cultivation, Ziling is not his opponent, just like Baihe and Xuediao, Ziling is an auxiliary martial artist, this type of person is not good at fighting, even so, the strong man of the Blood Clothes Sect is also embarrassed enough, his body It was covered in blood.

Whoosh!Whoosh!

The two moved swiftly.

Even with Zhao Yuntian's eyes, it is difficult to catch the real shape, only two figures can be seen.

boom!boom!boom!

There was a lot of movement in the battle, the forest was cut into pieces, and the gravel was flying all over the sky.

Zhao Yun groaned, almost being shaken out of the ground.

It's not that his background is not strong enough, it's that Dou Zhan's level is too high.

Thanks to being underground, if it was on the ground, most of them would have been crushed by the aftermath of the war.

boom!

The mountain peak collapsed, and it was smashed by the palm of the blood-clothed sect powerhouse.

Amidst the chaotic rocks collapsing and flying, Ziling backed away with blood spattering, before she could stop her figure, she saw a bloody glow head on, although she tried her best to avoid it, she was pierced through her jade shoulder, a terrifying murderous intent invaded her body, torturing her to the fullest foundation.

So far, the mountains and forests have fallen into peace.

"Is the feeling of the Blood Gate Forbidden Curse okay?"

The blood-clothed old man smiled, and came with a knife in his hand, his eyes were sharp and his face was ferocious,

Ziling didn't say a word, just pinched seals with one hand.

Suddenly, the blood-clothed old man's chest shone brightly.

Looking carefully, I saw that it was a lotus mark, which should have been carved by Zi Ling.

The blood-clothed old man's face suddenly changed.

But it was too late, the lotus imprint had exploded.

Power!Still very domineering, the blood-clothed old man exploded with blood and bones flying.

puff!

Ziling spurted blood, shook and nearly fell down, her cheeks were pale and bloodless, it seemed that she had paid a terrible price for detonating the lotus mark, and her injuries were serious, even a gust of wind could blow her down.

The price was heavy, and the results were rich.

The blood-clothed old man knelt down, and his body was broken into a pile of broken flesh and bones.

"good very good."

With a faint laugh, a blood man crawled out of the pile of broken flesh and bones. It should be a blood fetus. When the first physical body dies, a blood fetus will come out of the body. It is regarded as a new life. Although there will be decline, but the memory is still there. Perhaps, this is the legendary rebirth from Nirvana, which is indeed extraordinary.

"Damn."

Ziling didn't stand firmly with one step, and took a step back.

I knew earlier that the Blood Clothes Sect has the method of blood fetus, but it is the first time I have seen it today.

"What else is there to rely on?"

The old man in blood smiled ferociously, his white teeth were exposed, he walked step by step, and when he passed by the blood knife, he pulled it out casually, every step was a bloody footprint, at first glance, he looked like a ghost who came out of hell, licking The scarlet tongue is not only gloomy, looking at Zi Ling's eyes, there is also a lot of lustful light.

puff!

Zi Ling spurted blood again, and she couldn't stand still.

There is no doubt that she must die. The bloody old man has lowered her cultivation a few times. Although she is in a weak state, she is still in the Ksitigarbha realm. One move is enough to destroy her half-dead person.

boom!

At the critical juncture, a powerful momentum suddenly appeared.

"Tianwu?"

Looking back at Zi Linghuo, she would never admit her mistake.

"Tianwu?"