gate of eternity

Of course, they stopped laughing and laughing.

Including them, everyone who looked up to the sky had their eyes bulged and their pupils constricted. Although the dark cloud hadn't dissipated completely, they could vaguely see a vague figure.

"Alive?" Someone opened his mouth.

No one gave him an answer, and the void scene is a good answer.

The dark clouds had gradually dissipated, revealing a bloody figure, it was the Holy Son of Tianzong, who was injured so badly, half of his body was blown into a blood mist, his muscles and bones were stained with blood, and a The root is exposed, no matter where you look at it, there is no shape at all.

"impossible."

"This is impossible."

Master Shangyang staggered back, as if seeing a ghost.

That is a fairy-level talisman!Moreover, the plank was attached to the body, so it couldn't kill the Zhuntian Realm.

Even he is like this, let alone the world.

Such destructive power did not kill the Son of Tianzong.

Click!

Click!

The sound of bones breaking came down from the sky.

But this kind of sound is particularly scary when it falls on the ears of the world.

It is Zhao Yun who is continuing his physique, the broken body is being reshaped inch by inch, and the most frightening thing is his demeanor, as if he doesn't feel pain, or like a puppet, he has been blown out of human form, and there is no emotional change, dyed The bloody face was still ashen, and the eyes were still cold and dull.

"He only has half life left, kill him."

Master Shangyang howled, no longer had the leisurely posture he had before, he staggered back while howling, he didn't dare to fight Ji Hen again, but let the others charge up, a certain nature was fully revealed here.

Don't say it, someone really rushed up.

It is his disciple and the strong man of Shangyang Island.

The hostile forces also became ruthless, and pieces of them rushed into the void.

At this moment, even people from non-hostile forces took the guy and killed them, wanting to kill them together.

"Hey."

The strong men in Qianqiu City quit and wanted to step forward to help.

It was Yan Luo at the counter, who stopped everyone, and said with sincerity, "He needs a killing."

boom!

Rumble!

The void, which was silent for only a few moments, roared again.

Looking up to the sky, all of them are dark figures, all carrying guys, and the weakest is the peak of Ksitigarbha, with fierce faces and blood-red eyes, like ghosts emerging from hell, wanting to devour the living beings in the world.

Zhao Yun remained silent, pointing his five fingers downwards towards one side.

Accompanied by a buzzing sound, Longyuan, which was inserted obliquely on the ground, shot down like a ray of golden light into the night, and fell steadily into his hands. The body of the sword extended infinitely, and became a lightsaber again, and the sword energy flew wantonly.

"I will never die."

With only a few words, he opened his light body.

At that moment, he was like a bright sun, shining brightly.

Well!

Those who killed Xutian were all blackened by Huang's eyes.

And the killing of the Son of Tianzong completely kicked off in the darkness at this moment.

kill!

This roar was a roar from his soul.

His ashen-faced face was full of human emotions after all, and a pair of withered and cold eyes seemed to be stained with a layer of blood. The scarlet scarlet was scary, and the terrifying killing intent and evil spirit rolled over the sky.

boom!

He instantly opened his blond hair, and danced wildly with Longyuan in his hand.

A bloody scene was staged immediately, and the strong men from all directions who had not yet stood firm were chopped off in pieces, and the fresh life, like bright red blood flowers, bloomed proudly in the void one after another. In Tibet, even Zhuntian fell one by one, or smashed into the mountain peak or into the sea.

Blood stained the sky and the earth red.

It was a big battle, and it seemed to be a one-sided massacre by a killing god.

The holy son of Tianzong is too terrifying. He compressed his strength, opened the unicorn form of the unicorn body, and now forced to open the blond state. His current combat power has reached the peak since he cultivated martial arts. Even Shangyang is not him. Opponents, let alone these rabble, no one can match them.

"It's a good thing I didn't participate before."

The old chicken thieves gathered together again, looking pale.

Just say it!Until the last moment, you can't stand in line at will. Shangyang has a strong background, and the Son of Tianzong is not built, with unlimited potential, and the momentum of sweeping the world by one person. Such people can't be provoked at will. Only from today Look, Ji Hen is even scarier than Shang Yang.

The powerhouses of Qianqiu City are also spectators.

What Ghost Face Yan Luo said is true, Zhao Yun needs a killing.

Looking at the current situation, it seems that they can't move forward. It's not to help the battle, but to add to the chaos. That kid named Zhao Yun seems to have become popular, and he is already disowned by his relatives. Look at his attack, how can he still There are moves to speak of, and some are just tireless chopping.

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Two chapters today.

Chapter 981 Reopening the Extreme Realm

kill!

In the waters of Shangyang Island, the sound of shouts and killings shook the sky.

Zhao Yun went crazy, and the hostile forces who came to celebrate his birthday were also extremely brutal. All of them were well-cultivated and their identities were not simple. There were bursts of bangs in the vast sky.

Just here, there are still a large number of strong people coming to kill.

Looking in all directions, there are violent waves rolling, all are full of murderous intent, there are hostile forces, and there are non-hostile forces, or use flying talismans, or drive warships, or drive their own flying mounts. The complete posture is not a war, but there is already a war lineup.

"Die!"

Among the shouts of killing, the howl was the loudest.

Nai Shangyang recalled his Tianshang Sword, and with a ferocious face, he attacked Zhao Yun from behind. This sword is destructive and has the power of extinction. Prestige, the blood and bones flew flying by the flying sword qi.

puff!

Zhao Yun was bleeding, and the golden blood suddenly appeared.

After being hit by Shangyang's sword, he struck out with a streak of black and yellow energy.

Daoist Shangyang also shed blood, and the black and yellow sword energy was almost chopped on the spot.

At this moment, attacks from all directions came one after another, and the strike was a killing technique. The light of the sword, the light of the sword, the palm print, and the shadow of the fist covered the sky and covered the sky, like a tidal wave, submerged Zhao Yun's bloody body.

boom!boom!

There are too many attacks and too strong, and the void is struck with lightning and thunder.

The blood shot out, but it was not Zhao Yun's blood, but the elder of Gongsun's family, who was killed on the spot. It was Zhao Yun who used the method of moving the sky and changing the place. The moment before he was hit, he switched places with the elder. He was so mad , and it is true that his relatives do not recognize him, but it does not mean that he does not have a fighting mood.

Such as changing the sky and changing the earth, it is because of his subconscious mind.

"died?"

The powerhouses in all directions froze for a moment and looked around with all their might.

What responded to them was a piece of sword light from the void.

It is Zhao Yun's Yujian Flying Immortal. The golden sword light is piercing, like a rain of swords. Every sword light is extremely fierce, and the piercing air explodes into flames. The picture is extremely gorgeous.

After the splendor, there are blood flowers.

Ling Tian's rain of swords is like a hand that destroys the world. A piece of sword rain is a large piece of blood. In just three or two moments, countless strong people have been killed, chopped, or pierced by a sword.

"The method of group attack is actually so powerful."

The hearts of the spectators were terrified, and they could look at the overall situation from the outside. Not to mention all the Ksitigarbha realms, even a lot of Zhuntian were killed by the sword. That move of Yujian Feixian was really not ordinary domineering.

Think about it.

Today's Tianzong Shengzi is seriously injured, but he is at the peak of his combat power. He has blond hair and unicorn body form. Even Shangyang is not his opponent, let alone Xiaoluo, his group As for the big attack move, I am afraid that every sword light already possesses the extermination lethality of a single attack.

Ah!

The pitiful screams of the void joined together again.

Wherever Yujian Feixian went, there was blood everywhere.

The vast sky was also stained with blood.

From the bottom, the sky looks like it has been washed with blood.

But the battle was not over yet, and Zhao Yun, who had been killed to the point of madness, rushed into the crowd again, holding a Longyuan sword dozens of feet in his hand, chopping wildly all the way, really a crazy killing god, walking away No matter where he cuts, no one can withstand his attacks except the Zhuntian Realm with a strong background.

"If you continue like this, you will die of exhaustion sooner or later." The strong man in Qianqiu City took a deep breath.

"The potential of the heaven-defying bloodline is endless." The ghost-faced Yan Luoyu said earnestly.

All the strong men squinted their eyes for a while, Patriarch Cang Qiong went to steal something, why don't you put on this pretense?

"What the old man said is the truth."

The ghost-faced Yan Luo stroked his beard, speaking in a serious manner.

That's it!All the strong people didn't refute, especially those with special blood, who felt the deepest.

Bloodline is a good thing, it has a combat power bonus, and most of them are gifted inheritance.

The bloodline of the sky-defying level is even more domineering. Under desperate circumstances, it may really stimulate transformation.

"What's wrong with him." Yan Ruyu whispered, looking at Mozi, and he was referring to Zhao Yun, who was very abnormal today, in her opinion, it might not be as simple as finding Shangyang to settle.

"Concubine Long is dead." Mo Zi didn't hide it.

"Dead?" Yan Ruyu opened her mouth slightly, and her face turned pale for a moment.

This answer, she did not expect.

Although Mozi didn't go into details, she could guess one or two points that Concubine Long's death must have something to do with the Southern Region, otherwise, Zhao Yun wouldn't be so crazy, very much like the scene of Chu Wushuang's death that night.

"Little devil, come here."

Mozi suddenly heard a call in his ears, it was the voice of the sky.

He glanced at the void one last time, turned and left, and went straight to the depths of Shangyang Island.

Perhaps the battle was so intense that even the strong men from Shangyang went to besiege Zhao Yun. Many places on the island were unguarded, and even if there were people, they were mostly small shrimps, so he easily avoided it all the way.

Only in front of an underground palace did he see the sky.

Today's ancestor seems to be in a bit of a mess, black smoke is coming out of his body, his hair is curled up, he looks like he has been struck by lightning, he is leaning on the wall, coughing up blood?

Indeed, the sky was struck by lightning.

To be precise, he was subjected to a kind of restriction, a restriction in the form of thunder.

"Old Ancestor." Mozi hurried forward.

"Open this door." Cang Qiong howled without talking nonsense, and pointed to the gate of the underground palace. It was a stone gate with secret patterns flowing on it, and there were faintly visible forbidden paintings on both sides.

Mozi suddenly opened the magic wheel eye, aimed at the stone gate and opened the magic wheel blood sacrifice.

The pitch-black flames ignited instantly.

The stone gate buzzed violently, and the secret patterns engraved on it were burned out one by one by the raging flames.

"It's true that I'm looking for you."

Cang Qiong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and leaned forward again.

The old dog of Shangyang is very courageous, and what he has set up here is a space restriction.

In this way, only the method of space will work.

And the devil's blood sacrifice of the devil's wheel is a forbidden method involving space.