gate of eternity

"Little friend, please come inside." The head of the Zhu family smiled.

The disciples of Tianzong descended, flourishing, his third-rate family in this small town was really flattered, not to mention that they are a small Zhu family, even if the city lord came in misty rain, he had to be polite.

Without moving, Zhao Yun took out the iron whip, "I can recognize this thing."

"I recognize it." A person came forward from behind, it was the ninth elder of the Zhu family.

"You gave it to Yuan Miao?" Zhao Yun asked again.

"Exactly." Zhu Family Ninth Elder said, subconsciously wiping his sweat.

"Where did you get it?" Zhao Yun softened his tone, seeming to scare the old man.

"There is a river eighty miles to the east of the city, and this old man picked it up there." The Ninth Elder of the Zhu family replied, "This whip has special abilities, and your lord Yuan Miaohui can see treasures with his eyes, so I gave it to him."

When he said sending letters, the old man still had a painful expression on his face.

How dare he refuse to give the object that the disciples of Tianzong admired!

Zhao Yun didn't look sideways, but his eyes were as bright as a torch, and he was sure that the Ninth Elder was not lying.

He was silent, and the Zhu family didn't dare to say anything, especially the Ninth Elder, who was wiping his sweat subconsciously. He didn't know the fate of the iron whip, and he didn't know the origin of the iron whip. He always had a very ominous premonition.

"Thank you."

Zhao Yun had already turned around, coming and going quickly.

After taking two or three steps, he turned back and stared at the head of the Zhu family, more precisely, at a jade pendant hanging on the waist of the head of the Zhu family. It was this jade pendant that made his little purple gold gourd tremble slightly.

"Little friend?" The head of the Zhu family called out tentatively.

"Senior, this jade pendant of yours is for sale." Zhao Yun pointed at the jade pendant with a smile.

"Buying and selling hurts feelings. If you want it, my friend, I will give it to you." The head of the Zhu family smiled, and took off the jade pendant casually.

"Thank you."

Zhao Yun took it and stuffed the 1 taels of silver notes.

Without waiting for the head of the Zhu family to speak, he turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

Behind them, the Zhu family looked at each other, not knowing why, most of them were looking at the Ninth Elder, looking at that expression, they obviously didn't know about the iron whip. Another Tianzong disciple came to ask.

Zhao Yun left the city and headed straight to the east.

The distance to the east of the city is eighty miles, and it will not take long.

Elder Zhu Jiajiu did not lie. There is indeed a river here, or rather, a Xiongjiang River running from south to north. He stood by the river for a long time, his eyes were uncertain, and he already had a certain guess in his mind that Wang Zai was probably in trouble. , or was hunted down, fell into the river, or even lost the iron whip, was washed to the bank, and happened to be picked up by the ninth elder of the Zhu family and given to Yuan Miao.

If this is the case, then Wang Zha might be in danger.

Zhao Yun took a deep breath and looked for it along the river.

There are many tributaries in the long river, and finding people is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Along the way, he stopped and stopped, asking everyone.

However, no one has seen it.

In this way, another day passed quietly.

As night fell, he settled down on a rock and looked out as far as he could, only to see the turbulent waves, but no one was there. He didn't know where Wang Zha was washed up, and he didn't know if he was still alive.

There seems to be a fire in the distance.

It should be a small village, the kind that is surrounded by mountains and rivers.

Zhao Yun took a sip of wine and went straight to the village, looking for someone to ask.

Ah!

Halfway through the journey, they heard screams.

Zhao Yun frowned, and couldn't help speeding up his pace. From a long distance, he could see the glaring blood. It must be that the village was attacked by robbers, and the screams were loud and shrill. It is not difficult to imagine the tragic scenes, just like that day. In Shanhe Village, there is no one alive except Ruoshui, what a tragedy.

He was fast enough to kill him in less than a moment.

Unfortunately, it was still too late, and all I saw were corpses in disorder.

The dead all have the same characteristic: they have become mummies, they must have been sucked into mummies.

"So ruthless." Zhao Yun's face turned pale.

His mind is as firm as his, and his heart trembles when he sees this scene.

Not long ago, these were all living beings, but now they are all mummified corpses. No matter if they are old people or infants, they are all slaughtered. This is a hidden and pure land, but it has been killed by life and death. In hell, pools of blood are full of wronged souls.

"Beautiful blood."

There was unscrupulous laughter in the depths of the village, and the murderer hadn't left yet.

Zhao Yun had sensed it and was heading towards that direction. He saw a blood-cloaked man in the distance. The evil spirit was raging and his blood hair was flying, like a Shura or a demon head, covered in blood all over his body.

"It's so familiar from the back." Zhao Yun narrowed his eyes slightly.

The devil also sensed him, and looked back for a moment when he was killing.

Seeing it, Zhao Yun's murderous intent suddenly appeared, not only familiar, but really familiar: Wang Yang of the Wang family.

"Damn."

Zhao Yun snorted coldly, his killing intent was cold.

His killing intent was not only aimed at Wang Yang, but also towards Prajna. That night, if Prajna hadn't intervened, Wang Yang would have died in Huangquan long ago. How could the villagers here have been slaughtered by Wang Yang.

The compassion of Buddhism disturbs the cause and effect of others.

Now it seems that this cause and effect should be bloody.

The corpses all over the ground are the portrayal of cause and effect.

These innocent lives are poor funeral objects.

At this moment, he really wanted to drag Prajna over, let the Buddhist believer see the bloody tragedy, and also wanted to ask her: Can your peaceful Buddha light illuminate the evil of the devil.

"What pure blood."

Wang Yang grinned, licked his scarlet tongue, threw away the villagers who hadn't finished smoking, and walked towards Zhao Yun. He was reflected in the dim moonlight and his bloody hair fluttered. He looked more like a ghost, terrifying.

Zhao Yun recognized him.

But he did not recognize Zhao Yun.

That's right, even the Heavenly Martial Realm may not be able to see through Zhao Yun, let alone him.

"Obsessed?" Zhao Yun stopped and squinted his eyes again. He could sense the terrible magic power from Wang Yang's body. Evil kung fu, practiced by sucking human essence and blood, so many innocent people were killed, it was a bloody example, that demon head used living blood to increase his magic power.

What shocked him was Wang Yang's cultivation.

When I saw Wang Yang last time, that fellow was only a true spirit realm.

Now, it is actually the fourth level of Xuanyang, and it is not so fast to open and hang!

It seems that after being rescued by Prajna, Wang Yang got a kind of heaven-defying good fortune, and even reborn himself. Only then did he achieve what he is today. The majestic power is stronger than the runaway Youlan. He is not sure whether Wang Yang has a clear mind, but only knows that The old opponent at the moment is a little stronger than imagined.

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Sorry for the delay.Two chapters today.

Chapter 339 The Strange Demon

kill!

With a roar, Wang Yang came with Rolling Demon Sha.

His palm formed a big black five-finger seal, and there were magic lines flowing between the palm fingers, not to mention his cultivation base, just this palm is powerful enough, and there are not many martial artists of the same level It can be blocked only because of his true essence, which hides terrifying magic power, which is far stronger than the true essence of martial arts.

Roar!

Zhao Yun's energy and blood rose, and he attacked with a powerful dragon.

The two palms collided, a thunderstorm burst out, and a layer of halo spread outward.

Looking at the two sides in the fight, Wang Yang only took half a step back, while Zhao Yun took a full step back, his palms were split open, and there was blood spilling out, he regretted the hard blow with Wang Yang, and his arms were numb from the shock.

Fighting hard, he was defeated.

Wang Yang smiled, it was a grinning smile, excited and tyrannical, more demons surged out, there was the howling sound of fierce ghosts, I don't know how many innocent lives were swallowed, and even the evil spirits hidden in the magic power, just listening to the sound, it disturbed the mind, In such a state, he seems to have infinite magic power. The dark magic energy is billowing in the sky, forming a layer of clouds to cover the vast stars. The magic power is increasing again and again. Perhaps the power is too strong, and the stone and tile houses in the village are all shaken. Blast into fly ash.

"Kirin, open."

With a soft chirp in Zhao Yun's heart, he forcibly opened the Qilin body.

The Qilin totem is portrayed one after another, and the momentum has increased dramatically, and the Qilin's roar can be heard vaguely. He sacrificed to Longyuan, and the golden sword energy extended three inches. The sword power has been raised to the peak, what he wants is to kill with one sword.

"What pure blood."

Wang Yang smiled ferociously, revealing his two rows of white teeth.

Smiling and laughing, a cold sword pierced into his chest, breaking his pulse.

Since it was Zhao Yun's instant lore, it was impossible to guard against.

Wang Yang screamed terribly, and the black demon surged violently, knocking Zhao Yun into the air.

And he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell down on his back, with blood spurting from the sword mark on his chest. He didn't expect to be killed instantly, so he was caught off guard. , In that moment of blood red eyes, there are still remnants of tyranny and bloodthirsty.

"You and I understand the cause and effect."

Zhao Yun's words were flat, and he came up with his sword in his hand, his expression was neither happy nor worried.

Although the day to kill Wang Yang came late, fortunately he did not miss it.

However, before he could get there, he saw Wang Yang's body standing up straight again. At first glance, he thought it was a fraudulent corpse. A black demon was centered on Wang Yang, surging out, carrying With extremely strong magic power, Zhao Yun, who was unprepared, was knocked out on the spot.

"how is this possible."

Zhao Yun forcibly fixed his body, his eyes full of satisfaction and confidence.

He could see through Wang Yang's heart veins, he was pierced by his sword just now, and now he recovered, even the sword marks on his chest healed, and Wang Yang's blood eyes that had already annihilated the magic light, The terrible black light also bloomed again, still tyrannical and bloodthirsty, and even worse than before. If he was just like a devil before, then at this moment, Wang Yang is a devil.

The heart vein was broken, but it can still be revived.

This sudden surprise caught him off guard.

"For many days, I haven't been so excited."

Wang Yang smiled faintly, twisting his neck comfortably, breathing in the bloody smell.

While speaking, he could see a magic pattern engraved in the center of his forehead, which seemed to be alive, one after another, covering half of his face, the appearance was scary just looking at it.

"He has clear mind." Zhao Yun murmured.

A sober demon is much better than a muddled demon, at least Youlan in a runaway state can't compare, because a sober demon has a fighting mood, while a muddled demon can only fight without recognition. There are flaws in every move, and any one is fatal.

"From you, I smell a familiar breath."

Wang Yang licked his scarlet tongue and walked slowly with the magic knife in his hand. The magic eyes had a kind of strangeness, and he wanted to see through Zhao Yun at a glance, but unfortunately his vision was limited and he couldn't get rid of the mysterious veil.

"Sky Thunder Array."

Zhao Yun's words were cold, and he was half squatting on the ground, Longyuan sword had been inserted into the ground.

Suddenly, the ground split in a radius of hundreds of feet, and thunder blades shot straight up.

"Such a level of attack can kill me?"

Wang Yang smiled playfully, ferocious and sinister, without stopping his pace, allowing the Thunder Blade to slash his body. It healed in the blink of an eye, and even the blood that flowed out flowed back into the body.

"What a domineering resilience."

Zhao Yun couldn't help but be amazed, and he saw it more clearly. Every drop of demonic blood overflowing from Wang Yang's body seemed to have the power of regeneration, which was beyond the scope of resilience. People like this need to be beaten to ashes all the way, even if The other party has only one breath left, and he can still reshape it. He thinks he has enough experience, but it is the first time he has seen such a treacherous monster like Wang Yang, and he has never heard of it before.

Whoosh!

When he was amazed, Wang Yang had already arrived like a ghost, and he swung his saber to chop.

Zhao Yun moved away step by step on Fengshen, turned his hand and slashed Wang Yang back with a sword, Wang Yang let out a smirk, and turned back in an instant, blood shot out from his eyes, Zhao Yunfei fled behind, danced Longyuan, blocked everything before he was able to freeze , Wang Yang arrived again, and the magic knife in his hand changed shape, into a black magic sword. The sword is so powerful that it has locking power, and Zhao Yun thinks he can't avoid it.

boom!

At this moment, he opened the body protection Tiangang.

The golden light mask was stretched out with him as the center, with a fierce aura and a domineering aura.

Wang Yang, who had just been killed, was knocked over on the spot.