gate of eternity

As soon as Zhao Yun drank the clang, he recirculated the marrow-cleansing and tendon-changing sutra, survived the thunder and lightning, and quenched his body in the thunder, healed the cracks on the body surface, reshaped the tendons, and even every inch of the bones were quenched. One after the other.

I don't know when, the thunder was annihilated.

When the gunpowder smoke dissipated, only his swaying figure was left, and he fell headlong into the mountain forest. After two catastrophes, he was nearly exploded by the power of the dragon's blood, and almost killed by the heavenly catastrophe.

The night finally fell into silence.

The next day, Niu Hong came again, looking left and right all the way, with a strange expression, remembering that the mountains and forests were fine when he came yesterday, but today they are a mess.

"People!"

Niu Hong raised his head, but he didn't see Zhao Yun on the top of the mountain, and when he climbed up, he still couldn't see anyone. Looking down from here, the mountains and forests were in a mess, as if they had experienced a catastrophe.

Niu Hong didn't know why, so he searched all over the mountains and forests.

On the contrary, he found Zhao Yun's Long Yuan, but he couldn't see Zhao Yun's shadow.

Right.

Last night Zhao Yun went berserk, Shi Fengshen walked all the way and fought all the way, he didn't know where he went, he was still in a coma at this moment, he didn't seem to notice Niu Hong's call.

Chapter 47 Blood Heist

The night in the forest is quiet and quiet.

Reflecting the bright moonlight, Zhao Yun's little finger trembled, and then he opened his eyes.

Entering the eyes, you can see the stars all over the sky.

After three or five seconds, he sat up and looked around his body for the first time.

Well, intact.

It is even more strange to look inside the body. The limbs, bones, viscera, and meridians, including the true essence and fresh blood, are all covered with a faint golden glow. metamorphosis.

"This feeling is really wonderful."

Zhao Yun clenched his fist, full of power, fused with dragon blood, as if reborn; after suffering a catastrophe, he became a Nirvana again, and re-entered the Real Spirit Realm after three years, the true fortune is infinite, at the same level, it is much stronger than before many.

"Wealth and wealth are sought in danger."

His murmurs carried a gratified smile.

Later, I was afraid of it, and I walked through the gate of hell. I am not afraid, but the chance is very gratifying. Thanks to his previous body training, he has cultivated some background, and his muscles and bones are strong enough. Otherwise, he will definitely die. Was bursting.

After closing his eyes, he glanced around and walked towards one side.

I searched for a long time, but I still haven't seen his Longyuan sword. It's not difficult to guess that it was taken away by Niu Hong. That guy comes every day, and he probably didn't find him. It's also because he ran too far, and the bird doesn't shit. The corner of the mountain is far away from Jinshan.

Looking at Jinshan, it is no longer shining.

Without the reflection of dragon's blood, Jinshan lost its bright coat.

"Why is there dragon blood?"

With this doubt, Zhao Yun climbed to the top of the mountain and went in along the cave, but found nothing. Perhaps, there used to be a dragon skeleton, but it has been turned into dust for too long, and only That drop of blood.

Just a drop of blood, so domineering.

He couldn't imagine how terrifying a real dragon would be. A dragon wagging its tail could collapse a mountain!That scene is unimaginable.

Under the moon, he sat cross-legged again.

Seeing the restlessness of the heaven and earth spiritual energy, it was drawn by him and inhaled into the body.

In the middle of the night, he took off his talisman outfit.

Explosive!What a good thing, without this thing, I really can't blow up the barrier, and I can't get that drop of dragon's blood, let alone the subsequent good fortune.

The cultivation base is advanced, and the spirit has also been greatly improved.

Today's speed of drawing symbols is not comparable to that of the past, and he is full of energy.

Ok?

While painting, I suddenly saw fire coming from the direction of Niujiazhuang, but the fire was stained with blood, standing on the top of the mountain, I could see it clearly.

In a trance, screams can still be heard.

Zhao Yun frowned, feeling a bad premonition, hurried down the mountain.

The hunch is still very effective.

Looking at Niujiazhuang, what a tragic word, most of the houses have collapsed, and everywhere is in a mess. Looking at the villagers, no matter whether they are old or young, they have all been driven to the grassland. Most of them are stained with blood. In a pool of blood, with disheveled clothes, it seems that he was killed.

Just now, there are still a few corpses hanging on the tree.

It's just a few senior martial artists in the village, all of them have bloody holes on their chests.

The sound of wailing filled the village.

In such a tragic situation, they were met by robbers, and they were also robbers composed of martial arts. There were more than a dozen people, most of them were in the real spirit realm, and there were two peaks.

"Damn, you really deserve to die."

Niu Hong staggered, he was the only one who was not caught, but he was also extremely tragic, covered in blood, with one arm hanging down, obviously he had been disabled.

"Little fat man, you are very resistant!"

On the opposite side, there was a sinister laugh. On the left and right, there were a bald man and a middle-aged man with a scar. One was holding Zhao Yun's Longyuan sword, and the other was holding Niuhong's soul-absorbing bell. Snatched from Niu Hong.

These two people are not ordinary martial artists.

They are all at the peak of true spirits, with violent qi and blood, and they belong to the power-type martial arts, and this group of robbers is led by them. His eyes were terrifying.

puff!

Niu Hong finally couldn't hold it anymore, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and Yang Tian fell down. He was either not strong enough, or there were too many people on the opposite side, let alone the scarred middle-aged man and the bald man. Any one can beat him.

"This small village really surprised me."

The middle-aged man with the scar smiled quietly. He didn't expect to have a martial artist, nor did he expect to have a little black fat man who could fight well. What surprised him the most was that the Longyuan sword in his hand was actually made of black iron. Extremely domineering black iron.

This ticket is too worthwhile, and there are unexpected rewards.

"Kill the men and take the women away." The bald man hissed.

"Got it!"

The robbers smiled slyly, showing their white teeth, and raised their ghost knives.

The bull is about to start, but he is powerless.

Looking at the villagers, they are full of despair. They are all ordinary people. Where can they beat martial arts?

Zheng!Zheng!

Before the knife fell, I asked Zhengming first. I don't know where the flying knives came from. There must be more than a dozen of them.

That's right, Zhao Yun is here.

Seeing the tragedy, he acted mercilessly.

puff!puff!puff!

The blood suddenly appeared, except for the bald man and the middle-aged man with the scar, the rest of the robbers, without exception, were all hit, and they all fell into a pool of blood. They all died very depressed. When they arrived, they didn't know who it was out of hand.

"Who."

The bald-headed man and the middle-aged man with the scar drank violently, and immediately turned their backs to each other. Looking at the power of the throwing knife, the person who made the strike must be a martial artist, and a very powerful martial artist.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to kill such a person with one blow.

No one responded to the shouting, the surroundings were pitch black, and no one could be seen.

"Walk."

The bald man didn't even think about it, he turned around and fled.

"Walk?"

Then the cold words sounded, Zhao Yun chased after him, and escaped from the ground.

"you....."

The big man's face suddenly changed, and he froze in a hurry. He was right, the person in front of him came out of the ground, what the hell, the legendary earth escaping technique?

Zheng!

Zhao Yun stepped on Fengshen, and his movements were treacherous, like a black shadow passing by a big man.

Then he fixed himself, and the Zixiao sword in his hand was bleeding.

Look at the bald man again, there is a sword mark on his neck, and there is blood gushing out, obviously his throat was sealed by a sword, because of this, his eyes are prominent, it is unbelievable, the majestic peak of the true spirit, this is so f*cking Seconds?

puff!

Accompanied by the bloody wind, he fell down, and his death was not ordinary aggrieved.

"how is this possible."

The only remaining middle-aged man with a scar, took a step back subconsciously, and his eyes were full of disbelief. The person opposite was obviously a first-level true spirit. Fix it!

"Senior, if you do too many evil things, you will be punished sooner or later."

Zhao Yun said calmly, holding the bloody Zixiao sword, and walked step by step.

"I am from Canglong Mountain."

The middle-aged man with the scar snorted coldly, look at that demeanor is really tough, moving the backstage to scare Zhao Yun, thinking that the prestige of Canglong Mountain is still useful, the most important thing is that the other party is the first level of true spirit, he is the peak, the bald man is To the effect that he was killed by a surprise attack, if he fought head-on, he had no reason to lose.

"No matter who it is, it will die today."

Zhao Yun stepped forward with a single step and slashed with his sword. The blade of the sword was torn apart by lightning. I have never heard of Canglong Mountain. It is not very effective to scare me with this name.

"Insanity."

Scar's middle-aged man drank violently, swung the Longyuan sword, and his true energy surged.

Bang!

When the swords collided with each other, flames were wiped out, and the clanging sound was ear-piercing.

Look at Zhao Yun, standing still.

Look at Scar's middle-aged man, but his face is flushed, he regrets his strength, he has lost the wind, Zhao Yun is not only fast, but the strength of his physical body is also scary enough.

"This kid is too weird, it's the best policy to walk."

Without thinking too much, he turned around and fled. Before leaving, he threw out an iron egg, which was a smoke bomb. It was a must-have when fleeing. He threw two if he had nothing to do.

man!Be cowardly when you should be cowardly.

Like this guy, there are many ways to save his life, but he is afraid in his heart.

"You, can you go?"

Zhao Yun ignored the poisonous fog, his figure was like a ghost, he caught up with him in a few steps, killed someone, and wanted to leave?If you want to leave, leave Lao Tzu's sword behind!That'smine.

"Junior, do you really want to die forever?"

Scar's middle-aged man drank violently, turned around, and was really forced into a rage.

Zheng!

The one who responded to him was Zhao Yun's sword in the face, and then gave him a kick and kicked back. When he stabilized, Zhao Yun was nowhere to be seen. It was still the technique of escaping from the ground. Before he could react, Zhao Yun had already rushed out and grabbed his arm. It swung it up and slammed it hard on the ground. The sound of bones breaking was quite ear-piercing.

puff!

The old blood from Scar's middle-aged man sprayed more than a foot high, his head was buzzing, and there was such a fight?No secret technique, just come up and fall directly?

Zheng!

Zhao Yun simply gave him another sword strike.

The screams were terrible.

The middle-aged man with the scar also knelt down, blood gushed out of his mouth, and lay in a pool of blood.

Arrived, die with regret.

Tonight, it's really a horoscope. It's true that you robbed the treasure, but was wiped out by the group. What a big scene I haven't seen before. It turned out to be a shipwreck in a small village that doesn't want to shit, and the opponent is just a real person. The first stage of the spiritual realm.

Zhao Yun withdrew his sword, and here came Niu Hong.

The little fat man was seriously injured and passed out. Fortunately, there is no danger of his life.