gate of eternity

The female marshal has been here several times, but she only looks secretly and dare not bother her.

In this way, three or five days passed quietly.

More Daxia soldiers will wake up from their injuries and climb up the city wall to look around.

Look outside the city, Dayuan's spies still come every day.

The spies of the Red Flame Army also visited the Dayuan Border Pass, and they were also building the city wall.

In addition, a large army was sent to garrison, as if the previous offensive had turned into a defensive one.

Up to the commander in chief, down to the generals, they dare not even come out.

Especially the commander-in-chief, who dared not close his eyes while sleeping.

Think about the previous two commanders, what a miserable death!

This gave him an illusion that none of the commanders-in-chief of the Great Yuan would end well.

If he wants to live a long life, he has to find a memory.

The emperor said, don't provoke the Great Xia Chiyan Army, and stick to the border.

It's night again.

Zhao Yun yawned, feeling dizzy.

"Boss, someone messed up."

Before he dipped in the ink, he heard a bluff.

The voice came from the clone, and he couldn't sleep anymore after howling.

He connects the vision of the clone.

When he entered his eyes, he saw a bloody figure. It was a middle-aged man in black, with a pale face and blood all over his body. He was crooked in the tomb passage. The Yuewang Tomb alarmed the avatars repairing the tomb, maybe they were injured too badly, or maybe they were thrown too hard, and they seemed to have passed out.

Zhao Yun narrowed his eyes slightly.

He had seen this man before. He was from the Bai family.

The so-called Bai family is a family of small money fans.

The so-called small money fan is just a daydream.

Earlier, when his Zhao family was in disaster, Xiaocaimi and Niu Hong led the strong family members to rob them.

And this middle-aged man in black is one of them.

"Take him away." Zhao Yun hurriedly said.

Because, through his avatar, he sensed that there are a large number of strong men, and that he has entered the Yinyue King's Tomb, he should be chasing and killing the middle-aged man in black. If his perception is not bad, it should be the man from the Blood Clothes Sect.

"Walk."

The avatars didn't think much, and the tomb was not repaired, so they turned around and fled.

They are not the real ones, and they don't have the combat power to blow up the sky.

Just them, a True Spirit Realm can easily deal with them.

Not to mention, those who come have quasi-heaven.

In the tomb passage, the wind howled, and more than a dozen people in blood robes came down.

Zhao Yun's perception is true, he is indeed a strong man of the Blood Clothes Sect.

The leading one is a genuine Quasi-Heaven Realm.

The rest, the weakest one, is the eighth layer of Ksitigarbha.

"What a big tomb."

Everyone looked left and right, ghosts know that there is an ancient tomb hidden in this place where the birds don't shit, look at such a big project, the burial is obviously not ordinary people, maybe it's still a prince and nobleman, but, how much Everywhere collapsed, it must have been raided by tomb robbers, so there was nothing there.

Without thinking too much, a group of people chased down the tomb passage.

Here, Zhao Yun left a clone to replace him, and the deity has escaped from the barracks.

Since he is a member of the Bai family, he owes a great deal to the Bai family even if he is saved.

Ok?

As soon as he came out of the forest, he bumped into a beautiful shadow.

It was none other than Marshal Chi Yan. She was not wearing a battle suit, but a white dress. Her hair was wet, and there were still drops of water on her body, which soaked her clothes, showing off her exquisite figure.

Needless to say, he had just showered.

There are many mountains and forests near the barracks, and there are many lakes in the mountains and forests.

Zhao Yun already knew this, and he wasn't surprised that the handsome woman went to take a bath.

You can't wash in the military camp. There are so many unscrupulous people, it's strange if they don't peep.

"Ji Hen?"

Seeing Zhao Yun, the female coach was stunned for a moment, with a dazed expression on her face, why did this kid run out again.

Also, how did this thing get out.

Those old guys didn't even notice?

"Senior, I am rushing to save people."

Zhao Yun left a message and went straight to the Yinyue Wang Tomb.

The female handsome frowned slightly, and her shadow was like a rainbow. She followed up in two or three steps, and scanned Zhao Yun up and down. Seeing that Zhao Yun looked flustered, he shouldn't have lied, but in the middle of the night, where would he run to save people.

But no matter where she goes, she has to follow.

It's not because he's afraid that Ji Hen will run away, but because he's afraid that Ji Hen will encounter an assassin halfway through. After finally defeating Da Yuan, there will be no fighting at the border for the time being. If Ji Hen is wiped out at this time, that's nonsense.

"where."

After seeing it, the handsome female spoke softly.

Zhao Yun couldn't explain clearly, so he pointed to one side.

The female commander didn't say much, picked him up with one hand, used a high-level quick-moving talisman, and went straight to that side.

This operation is correct.

She is quasi-celestial.

In terms of speed, Zhao Yun couldn't match it.

Since you want to save people, you have to hurry.

boom!boom!

The gloomy Yinyue King's Tomb was full of rumbles.

It was Zhao Yun's avatar who opened the mechanism in the ancient tomb. Although it was broken, it could still be used.

However, these are far from enough.

Fortunately, the avatars were resourceful enough to leave the ancient tomb through the cave and escape into the forest outside the tomb.

"Search for me."

"Live to see people, die to see corpses."

The bloody clothes stood on the top of the mountain and looked down.

The forest is not very big, and it is not easy to find someone.

Under the order, the strong men of the Blood Clothes Sect entered the forest together, causing a lot of commotion.

"Boss, I can't hold it anymore."

The avatars transmitted voices, and there was a burst of urgency.

Zhao Yun frowned, fearing that he might not be able to catch up!

"Find Ji Hen and save the Bai family."

Although the middle-aged man in black was in a coma, he was talking in his sleep.

And this dream talk, the avatar could hear it, Zhao Yun could also hear it, needless to say, the Bai family was in trouble, the little money fan must know that he was at the border, so he sent someone to ask for help, but he was hunted down halfway.

"Blood Clothes Gate."

Zhao Yun scolded coldly in his heart, and his eyes shone coldly.

The person who chased and killed the young man in black was a strong member of the Blood Clothes Sect. That is to say, the disaster of the Bai family must be related to the Blood Cloth Sect. As early as in Wanggu City, the Blood Cloth Sect had kidnapped Xiao Caifan.

His murderous intent was so strong that even the female handsome frowned.

According to her thinking, it must be a big enemy.

"Senior, can you be quicker?" Zhao Yun asked in a hurry.

The female handsome said nothing, and she added three speed-moving charms, all of which were sky-pointing charms, and her speed increased sharply again. If she knew that the other party was a strong man from the blood-clothed sect, she would definitely run faster, and most likely also had a murderous intent. The Blood Clothes Sect also has a lot of grievances. When they were young, they suffered from the Blood Clothes Sect's blood gu.

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Chapter 687 Definitely Going to Rescue?

"Look, look carefully."

The mountains and forests under the moon are constantly noisy, and there are many old trees that have been cut off at the waist. They are strong men from the blood-clothed sect who are destroying wantonly in the mountains and forests in order to find the middle-aged man in black clothes. For flat land, can you still hide?Indeed, the black-clothed middle-aged man with the avatar had already been blocked here, and he was destined to escape, and it was only a matter of time before he was found out.

"Find Ji Hen."

"Save the Bai family."

The fainting middle-aged man in black was still talking in his sleep.

The avatars were sensible, found a rag, and stuffed his mouth.

Don't say any more, or you will be found.

Kill it!

On the other side, there was a loud yell.

It was also Zhao Yun's avatar, and it was distributed in all directions the moment it escaped into the mountain forest. When it jumped out this time, it was not to fight, but to attract attention, shouting to kill, but in fact it was fleeing.

"Where to go?"

Accompanied by a cold rebuke, a stream of sword energy pursued and slashed.

The avatar that was still yelling in the last moment was smashed into ashes in the second. The blood-clothed disciples rushed to see a wisp of mist and raised their eyebrows. It was obvious that this was a fragile avatar.

Kill it!

When I was watching, there was another bluffing sound.

It's still Zhao Yun's avatar, with the same purpose: to attract attention.

In the darkness, the sound of the sword was harsh, and a slash of sword energy instantly killed him.

Kill it!

The shouts continued, and the third clone jumped out.

What responded to him was a bloody seal.

The strong man of the Blood Clothes Sect is not stupid, he just wants to find the deity through the avatar.

The avatar is not stupid either, the moment it was sealed, it dissipated on the spot.

Of course, a clone is a clone, and no matter how much you do, it will be useless.

"Hide your head and show your tail."

Xueyi Zhuntian let out a cold snort, and under the flick of his sleeves, three or two sword qi slashed, and the deep mountain forest suffered, a whole mountain forest was chopped into pieces, and a huge rock was smashed by a sword qi.

Coincidentally, the avatar and the middle-aged man in black were hiding there.

The gravel collapsed and flew, and the clone was instantly shaken into mist.