gate of eternity

"This is the thrill."

Moon God sighed, thanks to Zhao Yun hanging on the branch, otherwise, she would have fallen all the way to the gate of hell, and she was also frightened. The state of mind of the gods has already seen through life and death, but this time, she was really terrified.

This, no wonder Zhao Yun.

From the moment Zhao Yun was sucked into the underground palace, the situation has been beyond his control. Zhao Yun cannot escape from such a situation. Even if he escapes from the underground palace, he cannot escape from this abyss. There is a silver lining.

Facts have proved that Zhao Yun has done a good job.

It is terrifying for a person with obsession to go crazy, just like this little martial artist of the first level of the true spirit, who calculated step by step and fought desperately to the death, almost killed an eighth level Xuanyang realm. A strong true energy will definitely be able to pierce the old man with a single sword, so it is indeed consummated.

However, at the end of the crossbow, the final success failed.

Now, although it is extremely bad, at least Zhao Yun is still alive.

"wake up."

The moon god called out softly, and if he fell asleep like this, he would never wake up again.

"Am I still alive?"

Zhao Yun slowly opened his eyes, and wanted to get up, but he was powerless, and it was difficult to move.

Pain, pain all over his body, so painful that he could no longer distinguish between reality and illusion.

"Alive." Luna smiled.

The simple dialogue of this sentence turns the darkness into tranquility.

Zhao Yun lay there quietly, unable to move.

Before, it was very painful.

Now, the whole body seems to be gradually losing consciousness, as if it has become a disabled person, with all limbs, internal organs, and eight extraordinary meridians, broken and cracked.

Until now, the scars are still bleeding,

"water."

I don't know when, I heard him speak weakly. It must be that he has lost too much blood, his mouth is dry and cracked, and the disused arm is moving with difficulty. pill.

"It's wasted effort."

Luna whispered and said, and glanced at the broken branch on the rock wall, Zhao Yun's bag of pills, and the small purple and gold gourd were all hung on it.

Zhao Yun gave a wry smile.

At this moment, not only was he hungry and thirsty, but also his whole body was cold, his eyelids trembled again and again, and in the drowsiness, there was a sign of closing, as if he had also seen the god of death, waving at him, smiling terribly, like a fierce ghost.

Tick ​​tock!

In a trance, there was the sound of dripping water.

Zhao Yun, whose eyes were about to close, opened them again.

Water, there is water not far away, he still has hope.

"Three feet."

Luna said leisurely, giving a certain distance, and the implication is obvious, if you can climb over, you can drink water; if you can't climb over, you will die in hell.

"water."

Zhao Yun turned over with difficulty and crawled towards that side inch by inch.

sand!sand!

This kind of sound is very ear-piercing, as if something is rubbing against it.

It is Zhao Yun's naked bones.

It was the sound of bones rubbing against the ground.

He groaned in pain, clinging to the ground, crawling every inch was extremely difficult.

The distance of three feet seems like a moat.

His consciousness was extremely blurred, and he always felt that half of his body had fallen into hell.

At this moment, he is crawling out from hell.

Luna didn't say a word, just watched quietly.

It's only three feet away, but it's actually not that far away.

But, to Zhao Yun at this moment, it seems like thousands of miles away.

He was hurt badly.

At this speed, I am afraid that before drinking water, my soul will return to heaven and earth.

"water."

Zhao Yun's voice was hoarse, he was weak, and he was still wriggling with all his strength, dragging his bloody body, bones grinding the ground, crawling inch by inch.

His will is tenacious enough.

Perhaps, there is also such an obsession that is supporting him hard. He can't die yet, and he hasn't paid back the blood debt for his mother, so how can he die like this.

One inch, two inches.

One zhang, two zhang.

What he has wiped out along the way is a bloody road. In the darkness, a little light of rice grains is dimly flickering. Perhaps one day, it will burn brighter than the sun, and there will be such a ray of brilliance that will fill the world. .

"There are still three inches." Luna whispered.

Zhao Yun still didn't respond, his eyes were almost closed, and he couldn't exert any more strength. Except for his head, his whole body was numb.

"The person who killed your mother is still up there."

Moon God said indifferently, although he knew that the words were weak, but he had to give it a try.

He has only one breath left.

Unable to hold this breath, he died on the spot.

But if you can hold it, you will be Nirvana.

What dripped three inches away was not water, but celestial dew. One drop could kill human flesh and bones. She didn't know until she came down. After all, she was only a sliver of consciousness, and her perception was really limited. If she had known that there was celestial dew, she would definitely Tell Zhao Yun to come down first to pick it up.

Zhao Yun did not disappoint her.

With his last breath, he held on abruptly.

At that moment, he finally closed his eyes.

At that moment, there was a glistening drop of water in the darkness, dripping from the mid-air, and dripping on his body, the power was infinite, and there was magic in the decay.

Click!Click!

The sound of bones colliding followed, and blood gullies on his body recovered one after another at a speed visible to the naked eye; broken tendons followed one after another; Remodeling one by one.

A bloody man, because of a drop of fairy dew, rekindled the fire of life.

call!

At this point, Luna breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Yun wandered around in front of the gate of hell, so why not her.

Melted with fairy dew, at least there is no need to worry about life.

As long as there is destiny, everything is possible, and her god is not just a display.

Zhao Yun was still in a coma, his pale complexion was now rosy, and the already annihilated aura gradually became more symmetrical with his breathing.

Look at the celestial dew, which is still falling drop by drop, and Zhao Yun's aura becomes thicker with each drop, and there is no scar on his body except for the arm that was shaken off.

Not only no scars, but also a good fortune.

The celestial dew blended in and nourished his body. His limbs, bones, viscera, and eight meridians were all dyed with luster. Wisps of vitality lingered in his body, brushing off his fatigue and dark wounds, waiting to flow into the dantian, Self-generated true energy, obviously in a coma, but the energy and blood are surging, and the vitality is strong.

"wake up."

Moon God flicked his hand casually, knocking Zhao Yun's consciousness.

Well!

In deep sleep, Zhao Yun let out a low moan, and opened his eyes broadly. There was no longer confusion and confusion in the eyes, and they became clear and bright, and they were much deeper than before.

"Am I still alive?"

Like this sentence, he murmured again, staring at his body in a daze, no more pain, and no more scars.

Just as he was watching, a drop of celestial dew fell into his hand, shining with crystal celestial light, it melted into his palm, and then melted into his body, flowing all over his body like a clear spring, shocking his spirit.

"This."

Zhao Yun raised his head subconsciously, the fairy dew was dripping from above.

When I entered my eyes, I saw a drop of withered flower, which looked like a lotus flower, but it had flowers but no leaves. In other words, the leaves had completely withered and had been weathered by the years.

"The lotus of life." The moon god whispered, and said the name of the flower, "This thing does not exist in the mortal world. The reason why it grows here must be a seed left in the world. The spiritual power cannot help it grow, so it withers, the so-called fairy dew is just the dew on the petals."

"Only dew has such divine power?"

Zhao Yun was startled, if it was a real living lotus, it would be against the sky.

"It's not very useful for immortals, but you are a mortal, and you only have a trace of immortal power, and you can turn decay into magic."

"Meeting this fairy, I really deserve to die." Zhao Yun took a deep breath, he should be thankful that no one came down for a walk, otherwise, there would be no need to swallow it.

"Quickly get the small gourd, and take the fairy dew." Moon God said eloquently.

"Come."

Zhao Yun scolded lightly, and made a tactic with one hand, knowing where the Zijin little gourd was, because the little gourd had the imprint of his imperial sword on it.

Fencing skills can not only control swords, but also control small gourds. It is good to have brand marks and hand formulas. This is also the reason why he was able to control every flying knife when fighting the old man.

The little gourd flew over and fell into his hands.

It's a pity that there are only three drops of the fairy dew left, and he carefully inserted it into the gourd. When he took a look inside the gourd, the clouds and mists were more lingering, and the spiritual power was more surging. A sip of it would have a healing effect, but , the fairy dew is dissolved, and the divine power is greatly reduced, far less beneficial than a drop.

"Is it gone?"

Zhao Yun looked up, and there was no fairy dew on the withered living lotus. The withered flowers lost their last sliver of fairy power, and they fell one by one, fluttering with the breeze, and melted before they fell to the ground. Made a wisp of fly ash.

Zhao Yun got up and looked at the ground.

When he didn't come, the drops of fairy dew were dripping on the ground.

Maybe it can be collected.

"Wulongyuan is cloudy and cold, it is extremely cloudy, and the celestial dew is invisible when it enters the ground." Moon God said leisurely.

"If you knew there was such a fairy, you should have come to Wulongyuan earlier." Zhao Yun felt a pain in his flesh, but after thinking about it, if he came earlier, he might be alive or dead.Maybe, if you enter the underground palace, you will be given a second by the one-armed old man.

Thinking of the one-armed old man, he raised his head, his deep eyes gleamed with an icy cold light, and was also stained with blood. With him, he would never die, and he would definitely take the old man's head as a sacrifice to his mother's spirit in heaven.

But at this moment, the identity of the one-armed old man should be clearly revealed.

The one who was wiped out by him that day was definitely not a lone wolf walking in the night.

The real nocturnal lone wolf must be the one-armed old man in the underground palace, otherwise, it would not be so difficult to catch, and it would be impossible to steal so much property, and the lost rare treasure was definitely written by the one-armed old man .

Speaking of one arm, he glanced over his left shoulder.

Only one arm remains.

Now, he seems to be one-armed too, the legendary lack of arms and legs, he tried it himself once.

"Can it grow back?" Zhao Yun glanced at Luna.

Chapter 79 What are you running?

"can."

The tone of Moon God's response was quite affirmative, and Zhao Yun's eyes sparkled when he heard it.

"Waiting for the fifth level of the true spirit, I will give you a more domineering arm."

Luna stretched fiercely, and she had to slow down after being frightened.

Even she said that she was domineering, Zhao Yun believed it.