gate of eternity

Zheng!Zheng!

Then, there was another sword cry.

Retreat from the world!The schedule is tight, and everything is organized.

Whoosh!Whoosh!

In the mountains and forests, he was as fast as the wind, with Zixiao in his hand and Fengshen in his feet, and there were afterimages behind him. His sword moves were much more exquisite, and his sword skills were more powerful. I realized the ultimate.

Really, Feng and Lei Nai are a perfect match.

He belongs to the wind, the main speed; thunder is domineering, the main attack, coupled with the wind god step, is the perfect combination of speed and strength, every move, there must be a lore.

When we got to the top of the mountain, the sun was shining brightly.

It was still the same old tree, he didn't move his true energy, punch after punch, more strength was discovered, and the pain in the muscles and bones felt a burst of pain.

"It is going to rain."

Accompanied by the setting sun, a ray of cool wind blows through the mountains and forests.

Look at the sky, there are already dark clouds gathering.

Zhao Yun picked up the small gourd and gulped down a few mouthfuls, just say it!At most three to five days, there will be thunderstorms, and he did not waste his comprehension of the Taoist scriptures.

Chapter 37 The Corpseman

boom!

Thunder suddenly sounded, and lightning had already exploded in the dense dark clouds.

"Baby, I'll be waiting for you."

Zhao Yun's eyes were shining brightly, he was a little baby, and he called out kindly.

That's right, he has the Heavenly Thunder Art of Absolute Beginning.

The so-called lightning is his nourishment and creation.

boom!Boom!

From the first thunder, the whole world was not peaceful, one after another thunder and lightning tore apart, and many fell from the sky, because Zhao Yun had already activated the Heavenly Thunder Art.

Still struck by lightning.

However, Zhao Yun has gotten used to it, using his mind to attract thunder with his body, dancing his sword in the thunder, and tempering his body in the thunder, the power of the thunder is also engraved bit by bit.

Opportunities, naturally have.

Bathed in thunder, his cultivation broke into the eighth level in one fell swoop.

In the middle of the night, the bonfires in the cave are brightly lit.

Beside the bonfire, Zhao Yun sat cross-legged, stabilizing his realm, while hair-like thunder remained on his body surface, and even the air he breathed out carried a trace of thunder.

Looking at it now, his temperament has changed a lot.

The so-called change is that there is an indescribable majesty, and it also benefits from the thunder and lightning. Since it is the thunder in the sky, it has the power of thunder. They are all traces, which have been imprinted into his body. Perceived.

Jingle Bell!Jingle Bell!

Suddenly, a bell sounded, crisp and rhythmic.

Zhao Yun frowned slightly.

Because of the sound of the bell, there seemed to be a strange magic power, which made him restless and difficult to concentrate. After blocking it several times, the sound of the bell could penetrate.

For the first time in so many days, his mind was disturbed.

The so-called disorder is that there is a precursor to going crazy.

"It's the middle of the night, take your time!"

Zhao Yun cursed secretly, then opened his eyes and stood up, followed the sound of the bell to find it all the way, running this practice, hoping to be quiet, but still being disturbed.

Whoosh!Whoosh!

In the dark mountain forest, he walked through like a black shadow, his face was quite dark, when he was looking for that person, he had to ask him carefully, why run to the mountain to ring the bell if there is nothing to do?

He stopped again and hid behind the boulder.

Not far away, there is a mountain path, because at night, only the rudimentary form of a person can be seen, and when you get closer, you realize that it is a mage wearing a dark blue Taoist robe, wearing a cloak, holding a whisk in one hand, and a cloak in the other. Ring the bell.

That's the bell.

Zhao Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, the sound of the bell made people feel irritable and irritable, and it was difficult to stabilize the mind. It seemed like a curse that couldn't be removed in his mind, which was very evil.

Looking back, it's a little creepy.

Behind the mage, there is another group of people, neatly lined up, connected by straw ropes, one every six or seven feet. A piece of yellow paper with talismans drawn on it hangs over their faces. They don't walk, they just jump and jump, straight and neat.

"Corpse chaser?" Zhao Yun murmured.

He has heard of the corpse chaser before, and it is a very mysterious business, which involves a kind of witchcraft, a witchcraft that can move corpses.

To say "drive away" the corpse is better to say "lead", because the mage is not behind the corpse but in front of the corpse, and beats the gong from time to time as he walks, which means: the living people stay out of the way.

"It should be the soul-destroying bell."

Zhao Yun muttered, what he was looking at was the bell in the hands of the sorcerer, it really deserves the name of soul-destroyer, it sounds evil, and the gong, knocking it, shocked the mind.

He looked at the little Lingzhu in his arms, but it was not lit.

This is strange, can't measure the cultivation base of the mage?Or is there a talisman on the mage, which can block prying eyes?Or, it was the extremely mysterious witchcraft.

woohoo!

The mage threw out paper money again, which looked like a funeral for the dead, and there should be a lot of them. There was something dark and mysterious in the open and in the dark, and Zhao Yun's hair stood on end when he saw it.

"interesting."

Zhao Yun couldn't take his eyes off it. Although he had seen more terrifying zombies, he couldn't help being curious when he saw this scene. There was also an introduction to this in the Xuanmen Tianshu.

While speaking, the mage had already passed by.

The six corpses behind them were neat and tidy, jumping straight, and the wind blew past them, lifting the yellow talismans on their foreheads, and one could see the pale faces, which were scary to look at, if there were children here, Most likely to cry.

He was terrified watching this battle.

He was about to leave, but when he saw the sixth body, he fell back on his stomach.

The sixth corpse was a little fat man, not tall, but with big arms and a round waist. He was not very honest when jumping and jumping, his head was like a rattle drum, he looked left and right all the way, his hands were stretched forward, and sometimes He retracted it, scratched his ears, scratched his neck, and stretched it back when he was done.

"Cheating the corpse?" Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows.

After looking carefully, I realized that it was not a fake corpse, it was clearly a living person.

Why do you say that!Because the little spirit pearl in his arms lit up for a moment, and his cultivation level was measured, it should be in the real spirit realm, which belongs to the first level.

This is interesting.

You say a living person, what's wrong with doing this, but it's a special hobby to dance with a pile of corpses in the middle of the night?It's still a pain in the ass.

Looking at the mage who was walking in the front, he was obviously unaware.

The little fat man was still dishonest, looking left and right, and when he looked towards Zhao Yun, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows, his eyes were very good, as if he saw Zhao Yun.

"are you crazy!"

Zhao Yun's lips moved, but there was no sound, it should be lip language.

"You have the disease."

The little fat man could read lips well, his lips moved, and he replied to Zhao Yun.

"Then keep dancing!"

Zhao Yun curled his lips and withdrew furtively, not having time to let this nonsense go.

"Go to your grandma."

He moved, and the little fat man moved too. With a loud curse, he tore off the yellow talisman attached to his forehead, then tore off the grass rope, and jumped into the forest.

Ok?

The mage turned around abruptly, stunned for a moment, his eyes were very strange for a moment.

Damn, why is there still a living person.

The embarrassing thing is that he didn't even notice it when he followed him all the way.

"Where to go?"

The sorcerer snorted coldly, immediately formed a mudra with one hand, and recited the spell.

Well!

The little fat man who had just fled into the forest just now hugged his head and let out a muffled groan. From his expression, he seemed to be in pain. Maybe he was cast by a witch spell.

"help me."

The little fat man said painfully, he told Zhao Yun that the distance between the two was only three to five feet.

Zhao Yun frowned, really didn't want to go through this muddy water.

Mainly the sorcerer, who is so weird, it seems that his skills are not low.

boom! boom! boom!

There was a bang bang sound, and two corpses jumped in, one from the left and the other from the right. They were real corpses, probably urged by the mage, ignoring Zhao Yun, and went straight to the little fat man.

Needless to say, he wanted to catch the little fat man.

"help me."

The little fat man was still looking at Zhao Yun, his eyes full of longing.

Zhao Yun sighed in his heart.

He still made a move, killed in two steps, picked up the little fat man and left.

Save a life, so what level of pagoda.

The two zombies decided not to do it, they chased after them, opened their mouths, let out a breath of Yin Qi, and the contaminated trees, flowers and plants all withered in an instant.

Unfortunately, they are dead.

If there is a huge boulder blocking it, you can't jump over it, so you just leave it on the spot and jump.

"Where to go?"

The sorcerer also came in, and with a wave of his sleeve, hundreds of copper coins spilled out.

"Senior, he is alive."

Zhao Yunhuo turned around, and at the same moment, he pulled out the Zixiao Sword from his waist, and danced with all his strength, and he shot down the hundreds of copper coins that came at him one by one.

"Little Yuan Ningjing, dare to snatch people in my hands?"

The mage said calmly, chanting a mantra, making a seal with one hand, and drawing a symbol out of thin air with the other, forming a big "seal" character, and bumped towards Zhao Yun all the way.

Zheng!

Zhao Yun's true energy surged, and he split the word "Feng" with a sword. The talisman drawn out of thin air made him feel quite novel. If he was hit, he would feel very cool.

"What a junior, I underestimated you."

The mage let out a smirk, and changed the seal formula with one hand, and the ancient characters suddenly manifested, all of which were illusory, and I don't know which script it was, and I couldn't understand it.

"That's a curse, avoid it."

The little fat man reminded, as if he knew the strangeness of this method.

Zhao Yun didn't hide, his whole body was burning with flames.

It is the beast fire, which protects the whole body, and all the illusory ancient characters that come rushing are extinguished.

Jingle Bell!

The mage smirked, shook the soul-destroying bell, and a strange sound sounded.

Well!

Zhao Yun groaned, the bell was so weird.

But he could bear it, and quickly backed away with the little fat man, inserted the Zixiao sword back into his waist, and threw out a throwing knife casually, the kind with an explosive talisman.