gate of eternity

The man in black yelled loudly, and rushed into the cave like a ghost. Reflecting the moonlight, his old eyes were full of fiery light. It was a real surprise that the real spirit realm could show the aura of Tianwu.

Baby, this is a baby.

Take it back and study it carefully, and you can squeeze out more.

hum!

Accompanied by a buzzing sound, the black-robed man who had entered the cave a moment ago came out again, flying upside down, with a cold crossbow stuck in his body. Put down the ballista, if you can't fool around, then you can only use force, and you will be killed.

"how is this possible."

The man in black robe who was flying upside down changed his expression, and his face was also confused.

God knows that this little Wuxiu actually has a ballista, which he hadn't seen before.

Could it be that he was already in the cave?

It's also because he was too careless, he rushed in so stupidly, and hit the board with his head.

boom!

On a quiet night, the rumble was still very loud.

To Zhao Yun's ears, it was also very pleasant.

Going to look at the man in black again, he was so tragic, half of his body was blown away, blood and bones were flying, his eyes were blackened, he was hit by a high-level explosive talisman, and he also got a lot of poisonous needles .

But that product is strong enough to resist.

He was directly hit by a strong crossbow, and he was stuck in his body, so he didn't die.

Immortal is easy to say, there will be more later.

hum!hum!

The young master of the Zhao family couldn't do enough, he only kept one strong crossbow, and shot out the rest in one go.

boom!boom!boom!

The sound of explosions became one, and the dark night seemed to be bright.

After the bang died down, half of Zhao Yun's head was exposed on the edge of the cave.

When the gunpowder smoke dissipated, I saw the man in black lying on the ground convulsing, only half of his body was left, bloody, his broken bones and rotten flesh were all over the ground, and there was a smell of barbecued meat.

Zhao Yun came out, and when he passed by Long Yuan who was stuck on the ground obliquely, he still didn't forget to pull it up.

When he came to the man in black, the fellow wanted to speak, but blood gushed out.

"Senior, it's easy to walk on the road to Huangquan."

Zhao Yun's words were cold, and he killed the man in black with his sword.

When he was dying, the black-robed man had a moment of clarity, so depressed, he came to chase Zhao Yun, but was killed by Zhao Yun, and what was even more ridiculous was that the other party was just a small true spirit.

Depressed, but also regretful.

You should not be self-sufficient and strong, you should fight quickly.

That's good, wave and wave, shut yourself into the ghost gate.

Chapter 199 It's Not So Convenient

Under the moon, Zhao Yun swept the battlefield and disappeared instantly.

"It's better to use a strong crossbow."

While running, he looked at the Lord of the Rings more than once, and saw the catapult placed in the Lord of the Rings.

Da Xia's powerful crossbow is really powerful enough.

Naturally, it was also because of his good plan that he caught the opponent by surprise. If he was in the outside world, let alone killing the man in black, he might not even be able to hit him. He is also a professional at taking advantage of loopholes.

"Build, build him a hundred."

Seeing the power of the ballista, Zhao Yun was full of energy.

"Those that can be created will be named after you."

If General Xuanjia was here, there would definitely be such a sentence.

If the ballista is so easy to make, wouldn't every family have several of them? This is a technical task. The structure of the ballista, the mechanism of the ballista, and the materials all have extremely strict requirements.

However, Zhao Yun is confident.

Maybe he can't, isn't there his Xiu'er!

There is nothing God cannot understand.

It was three nights later when he went back to the ancient city.

"Our hero is back."

As soon as I arrived at the military shop, I heard the little black fat man bluffing.

"Nearly died."

As Zhao Yun said, he sat down under the tree. This is the truth. After being hunted down by the Rashomon, attacked in the valley, fought on the battlefield, and hunted down by the corpse tribe in the Tibetan area Hey, which one is not strolling before the gate of hell, it is a miracle that he can come back alive.

"It feels good to practice on the battlefield."

The fat old man laughed, he really underestimated Zhao Yun, how dare he go to the battlefield.

"bloody."

Zhao Yun let out a dry cough, and even after fighting, he still had lingering fears in his heart.

What's more, one person's strength is really weak, no matter how strong he is, he can't match the army. This is his perception. Besides, it is the tempering of the state of mind. Being in the rear, there are still such opportunities!

"On the battlefield of the Heavenly Martial Realm, your master is so domineering!" Zhu Lao Xuandao sighed while carving wood carvings, "With only one person, he defeated the five Heavenly Martial Realm masters and returned home."

"The battlefield of Tianwu Realm?" Zhao Yun became interested.

"The world can't see it, but it really exists."

Ziling smiled leisurely, and glanced at Zhao Yun with interest.

Thanks to that period of time, Zhao Yun did not use Hong Yuan's identity to bluff anyone, otherwise, the entire Great Xia Dynasty would be in a daze.

"You picked up a lot of loot!" The purple-haired kid poked Zhao Yun.

"I went to war."

Zhao Yun's words were quite serious.

However, in the eyes of everyone, it is naughty.

Especially Chi Yan, my mother can see that you have picked up weapons a lot.

The atmosphere is still very harmonious.

A war came suddenly, but it is better to be peaceful. This small garden of Bingpu is very comfortable.

Whoosh!

While speaking, a flying pigeon descended from the sky and landed in the arms of Old Xuandao.

Zhuge Xuandao put down the carving knife and took a small note from the flying pigeon.

After seeing it, he stood up abruptly, and the smile on his face was instantly unsightly.

"What's the matter."

The fat old man took the note.

It can be seen that his complexion is uglier than Zhuge Xuandao's.

"completely annihilated?"

Chi Yan and the purple-haired child saw it, and their faces were as white as paper.

"A bunch of lunatics."

Zhuge Xuandao and the fat old man were cursing, their anger couldn't be concealed.

"what's going on."

Zhao Yun, the little money fan, and the little black fat man all looked at Chi Yan and the purple-haired kid.

"The one hundred and eight true disciples of Tianzong who entered the demonic soil were completely annihilated."

The purple-haired kid took a deep breath, picked up the jug, and poured down a piece of wine.

"Magic soil?"

Zhao Yun murmured in his heart that he had heard of this place before.

It is rumored that there are strange treasures hidden in it, but it is also accompanied by disasters, and the fierce reputation is not weak at all.

"One hundred and eight are still true, how distressed Tianzong must be."

The little money fan muttered in a low voice, he had heard about the true disciples of the Great Xia Sect, all of them were among the best, and if they picked one at random, they were one in a million talents, and they actually discounted one hundred and eight of them.

No wonder the old Xuandao scolded those old fellows.

Motu is not a good place, even if you want to practice, don't go there!

"What is the level of a true disciple? Do you two count as a true disciple?"

The little black fat man asked curiously.

"We are the bottom of the ordinary disciples." The purple-haired child coughed dryly.

"The bottom one?" The little black fat man was startled.

When Zhao Yun heard this, he was also shocked. These two have good fighting power, and they are still at the bottom among ordinary disciples. If they are true disciples, they are not bad.

Well!One hundred and eight of them were broken at once, which hurts the muscles and bones!

"Wait! It won't be long before Tianzong will recruit disciples." The purple-haired child put his hand in his hands, glanced at the little black fat man and the little money fan, "you two, you can try it."

As for Zhao Yun, he simply didn't look at it.

The disciple who is number one in the world is still a disciple of Tianzong, his seniority is frighteningly high.

"Is the test difficult?" the little black fat man asked.

"Underage and Xuanyang realm cultivation, this is the lowest standard."

"It's good to forget the ancient city, I won't go to Tianzong."

The little black fat guy just sat there peacefully, one of the minimum standards was not met, so let's get rid of the wool.

Zhao Yun didn't speak, and looked at the purple jade in the Lord of the Rings.

Marshal Chi Yan said, take this piece of purple jade to Tianzong, and you can become a disciple of Tianzong.

Therefore, for some people, this piece of purple jade is a treasure with a sky-high price. The spiritual bloodline has been accepted as a disciple by Yunfeng, a proper disciple of Tianzong.

After half a jug of wine, Zhao Yun got up and left.

After going out for three or five days, I have to go home to report that I am safe. My parents are probably worried.

Worry is natural.

At this moment, Zhao Yuan's complexion is indeed not very good, there is still a trace of injury between his brows, and his breath is not stable. In a war, he is also one of the reinforcements, but the support is not the border, and there are wars in too many places , went to the battlefield to fight, was seriously injured, and did not hurt the foundation.

"It's really blind."

Such words, Zhao Yuan has muttered in his heart more than once.

Whenever he spoke, he would raise his eyes and glance at Xiao Linglong.

It is inaccurate to say Xiao Linglong, because that little girl, half an hour ago, unexpectedly grew up by one year old, no longer three or two years old, looking at it this time, she is about the same age as Fu Rong.

Coincidentally, Furong and Linglong still know each other.

"It's been ten years since we left in the past. Unbelievable, you're forgetting the ancient city."

Linglong smiled softly, and said, not forgetting to look at Zhao Yuan.

Back then, it was this guy who abducted the famous Shanfeng Furong.

Moreover, a baby son was born.

Well, it's Zhao Yun, she hasn't left yet, she just waits for Zhao Yun to come back and have a good chat.