gate of eternity

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The two old men's noses were ashamed, and their old faces were dark. After all, they are Linglong's seniors. Although they don't have a master, they can be regarded as master-level figures, why don't they show face like this!

According to Luna's words, it's good not to scold mothers.

Zhao Yun fixed his body again, staring at three or two bamboos.

Array patterns are vaguely seen in it, and it seems that there are more than one flaws, and there is another one here.

He has basically determined that this is a broken fairy formation, even he can see the clues, one can imagine how broken it is, and it is not at the same level as the fairy formation of Demon Realm.

Well....!

When he was watching, he suddenly let out a muffled snort, and his ruddy face turned pale instantly.

Then, he coughed up blood, and his heart ached so badly, it was like chopping with a knife and an axe.

"The art of disgust."

Zhao Yun supported the bamboo to stand still, as if he knew what happened.

He is no stranger to the so-called "satisfaction with victory" technique. It is a kind of witchcraft, extremely evil, and it is specially used to injure people. It is nothing more than making a small puppet, writing the person's name, and engraving the person's birth date on it. , Supplemented by spells, you can hurt people, or use needles, burn with fire, or chop with knives, it all depends on the caster.

As for how to display it, few people know.

When he was assassinated by Rashomon in Wanggu City in the past, he had been hit by this technique.

Unexpectedly, someone used this technique to lower his head again.

He didn't yell, and immediately sat cross-legged, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, but he could bear it.

Since that day, he has also studied the technique of disgusting victory, but he doesn't know how to perform it, but he knows how to find the caster.

He closed his eyes, and with his martial soul sense, he followed the strange path of the spell, chasing it all the way.

As long as you find the source, you will find the caster.

Although the technique of aversion to victory is impossible to guard against, it has a fatal disadvantage, that is, the distance. The caster and the performer cannot be too far apart. As for the specific limit, there is no accurate answer.

Facts have proved that he has traced his martial soul, which is really easy to use.

And the caster is indeed not far from him, in the imperial capital.

It's a pity that his skills are limited, and what he chases is a blur.

Or, the other party was prepared in advance, and set up a cover-up restriction to prevent peeping.

Even, he couldn't see who it was.

All I know is that it is an old man, and there is a dragon-headed staff standing beside him, which is not an ordinary dragon-headed staff. The dragon head has three eyes and its fangs are exposed.

"Yin Zhou."

Zhao Yun gave a cold scold in his heart, and recognized the dragon-headed stick.

When he parted Nine Tails that night, he had seen it before, and it was rumored that the dragon-headed stick was also a relic of the immortal family. As for the three-eyed dragon head, he had only checked it in detail, and it was a kind of evil dragon, or a mutated evil dragon.

Except for Yin Zhou, there is no other such scepter in the whole Great Xia, and it is a symbol of status.

It can be seen from this that it was Yin Zhou who lowered his head to him.

If you say that he is the high priest of the royal family, he is really versatile, and he can even master the method of defeating the enemy.

However, this technique is good for others, but it is not so good for him.

Suffering once, but also being fooled twice?

break!

He opened his eyes openly, his martial soul and physical body trembled, and forcibly broke the art of disgusting victory.

Originally, I wanted to report to Linglong.

Think about it, forget it.

Even if he sent someone over there, Yin Zhou wouldn't admit it!

"Ji Hen, I underestimated you."

In the High Priest's underground palace, Yin Zhou let out a faint laugh.

Zhao Yun didn't see it badly. It was indeed that he was lowering his head with disgust. It was not just as simple as torturing Ji Hen. Behind the technique of disgust, there was an even more evil witchcraft, which was used to control people.

Unexpectedly, before he could perform the second technique, he was defeated by the opponent.

The activities of the Yin people come and go quickly.

Zhao Yun closed his eyes again, hiding his own murderous intentions.

For Yin Zhou, there are only four words: never die.

Outsiders don't know about these things, and Zhao Yun himself will not disclose them. It is useless to talk about them.

Suddenly, a gentle breeze blows, carrying a scent of a woman.

Outside the forest, a beautiful figure walked in, and it was the imperial concubine Yuling.

His arrival revived the sleepy black and white old men. The Empress of Da Xia was of the same generation as the two of them. Back then, she was the dream lover of their generation!

But what ah!

Such a beautiful girl was raped by a pig.

Hmm... that is, the emperor of Daxia.

What's annoying is that that guy is a generation younger than the imperial concubine.

They often wondered, who was on top when that guy was in bed with the imperial concubine, and when the emperor was excited, he called imperial concubine Yuling by name!I still call him uncle!

From their point of view, most of the people who called him were Shishu.

Because Bel has a sense of accomplishment.

Thanks to Yu Ling who was married by the emperor, they couldn't afford to offend her.

If it were someone else, they would go out to make trouble every day, especially in the middle of the night.

"Junior Sister, why come here in time?"

The old man Heixuan chuckled, those eyes were still aiming at the imperial concubine.

The Queen of Great Xia, she is an eye-catcher.

How wonderful it would be to sleep with their arms around each other at night.

The old Taoist Baixuan beside him also thought so.

"Is the skin itchy again?"

The imperial concubine glanced sideways at the two old guys.

As soon as these words came out, the two old men raised their heads and looked at the endless sky.

I forgot, this girl can read people's minds.

Coincidentally, for a moment just now, both of them were thinking about dirty things.

When the two looked back, Imperial Concubine Yu Ling had already entered the purple bamboo forest.

"I have seen the imperial concubine." Zhao Yun hurriedly saluted.

"Here, I'm still used to it." Imperial Concubine Yu Ling smiled softly.

"Get used to it." Zhao Yun nodded, hastily concealed his thoughts, in front of Empress Daxia, he had to get rid of distracting thoughts, the so-called distracting thoughts were thinking about how to get out, but the imperial concubine couldn't hear it.

"You are not a thing in the pool, you should soar to the sky." Yuling Princess said, taking a deep breath, "It is helpless that the great summer is turbulent, and it is also a helpless act to confine you here, it is for your own good."

"Junior understands."

"Talk about the Demon Realm!" Princess Yuling said again.

This is why I came here tonight, I wanted to ask a long time ago.

Zhao Yunru told stories in a flat and flat manner.

Naturally, he also has a lot of concealment, such as... the immortal war halberd.

The imperial concubine is only a loyal listener.

He does not mean that.

Zhao Yun's seemingly uninspired story made her feel horrified. She could imagine the scene and knew what kind of tribulations these three juniors had encountered. This kind of guilt, as a queen, she also has.

"What are you doing in there!"

Outside the bamboo grove, old man Baixuan's ears were pricked up.

"Let's chat!"

"Can I still go to bed?"

The old man Heixuan breathed out smoke rings deeply.

After a long time, I saw Imperial Concubine Yuling come out of the Purple Bamboo Forest.

Before leaving, I tidied up these two old guys. Being able to read people's words is a good talent, but every time I see these two, I always think about dirty things, but this time, I really couldn't hold back .

Zheng...!

In the middle of the night, the sound of piano sounded in the bamboo forest.

The old guys in the dark were all awakened, and what they heard was intoxicating.

"It has the demeanor of my time."

The old man Heixuan wiped the blood from his nose, and his words were quite deep.

Beside him, the old man Baixuan was doubting his life.

It must be because she was beaten too hard by the imperial concubine, and she was dizzy.

Zheng...!

The sad sound of the piano has added a touch of killing.

Hearing this, all the old guys raised their eyebrows.

Obviously, the qin music that Ji Hen realized was not only about rhythm, but also for attacking.

This is scary.