Eternal Gate

Early in the morning, Zhao Yun walked down the mountain.

He is even more old, and although his blood is surging, he is gradually showing the tendency of defeat.

In addition, the clones he remained in the spirit veins of the earth were also buried one after another because of the passing of his longevity.

"Does he care about Flawless?"

Along the way, he was muttering.

With the cultivation base and combat power of the Blood Venerable, he can kill him. No one has been looking for him so far. This is enough to prove one thing, the Blood Venerable can’t get out of his body. This is the method of burial to fight for life. Trick him.

But the other party underestimated the unicorn.

Stealing chickens will not result in the loss of rice, and the backlash of the forbidden law should be uncomfortable.

These are not important anymore.

The important thing is that if the blood deity cannot be hidden, there must be a big conspiracy.

And Yin Zhou, the black jade coffin hidden in the **** forest, must also be developing wretchedly.

Find.

Have to keep looking.

Like him, Daxia Powerhouse is also doing the same thing.

The shadows have all been dispatched, and the spies in Qianqiu City are not idle, searching all over the world.

It's night again.

He entered a small remote village.

Coincidentally, a blood demons sneaked into this place at night.

"I have been looking for you for a long time."

Zhao Yun hid in the dark, and the earth spirit curse was spreading across all directions infinitely.

He knew exactly how many blood demons had come, what kind of cultivation base they were.

But after reading it carefully, his eyes were a lot deeper, saying that it was a blood demon, but it seemed inaccurate. It should be the blood puppet in the mouth of the demon. It was a puppet made by blood using a tricky method.

While talking, the blood puppets have dispersed.

Even though they are all puppets, they are not low-level.

"A sense of autonomy?"

Zhao Yun said in his heart, his eyes narrowed as much as possible.

Blood Lord is so powerful that he can create willful puppets. It's no wonder that he was as strong as the Demon Territory, and he was crippled by the blood demon's line. Aside from other things, the blood puppet alone was enough to make people sick.

kill!

The leading blood puppet grinned and gave the order to kill.

When he finished speaking, he saw a thunder arrow shoot out from the darkness.

From Zhao Yun's hand, he shot it through with an arrow.

And the next scene, very well confirmed his guess.

These blood puppets do have autonomous consciousness. Seeing that the leading blood puppet was destroyed, they all fled in all directions.

"Where to go."

Zhao Yun sneaked in the darkness, bending his bow and shooting arrows again and again.

His arrow skills are superb, and the thunder arrows continue to be called.

Red light suddenly appeared.

Dozens of Golem puppets were shot out one after another.

When the last two blood puppets were left, Zhao Yun stopped, like a horror shot out of the darkness, waved a Zhuxian tactic, split the first blood puppet on the spot, and was forcibly sealed by him with nine spells.

When he tore off the blood puppet's black robe, he couldn't help but froze.

The appearance of this blood puppet is exactly the same as that of the Great Celestial Master of the Little Sun Kingdom. Looking at the other's aura, it is indeed somewhat similar to that of the Great Celestial Master. In other words, this blood puppet was made from the blood of the Great Celestial Master. .

This is very scary.

Only blood can create such a terrifying blood puppet?

Zhao Yun didn't talk nonsense, pressing a palm on the Heavenly Spirit Cover of the first blood puppet, searching for the soul powerfully.

Of course, before Zhao Yun found out the secret he wanted, this blood puppet exploded into a pool of blood. Obviously, the blood puppet has a secret prohibition inscribed on it. If it encounters a soul search, it will melt the blood on the spot.

Once again, Zhao Yun couldn't help but give a thumbs up to Xue Zun.

The ruthless man who had beaten the devil to his death was really not covered.

Whoosh!

He disappeared again, and went straight to the second blood puppet to pursue.

He had already used the Sky Eye to track and locate the corpse puppet when he called them one by one before, and this corpse puppet was deliberately let go, and his purpose was obvious. He wanted to follow the blood puppet to find the blood devil's lair.

He dared not chase too tightly, for fear of the blood puppet detecting it.

One after another, the two drew two gloomy lights in the darkness.

When he reached a dark mountain forest, Zhao Yun settled down.

It wasn't that he didn't chase it anymore, it was chasing here, and the blood puppet disappeared.

Where did it go?

Zhao Yun cast an earth spirit curse, looking and perceiving.

The blood puppet was not found. He found a white-haired old man who was sitting by the river fishing.

Zhao Yun had a strange look in his eyes, you know, he used the Earth Spirit Curse, but exhausted his perception. He didn't notice the breath of the white-haired old man at all. Even a dead person should have a breath of death.

Thinking like this, he quietly leaned forward.

The white-haired old man was very focused, motionless as if sitting on a statue.

Until Zhao Yun walked to his side, he didn't see the slightest reaction.

Zhao Yun fixed himself, scanning the old man up, down, left, and right, and he was sure he was a man of flesh and blood, but why didn’t he have a breath? It seems to exist out of thin air, and there is no trace from beginning to end.

Such a weird person, he saw him for the first time.

Since the white-haired old man closed his eyes, he looked at the river. The water was crystal clear, but there were no fishes. He also didn't know what the old man was fishing. There was no fish biting the hook. He came here to cultivate his body most of the night?

"Senior, you can see a man in black robes."

Zhao Yun asked in a low voice, deliberately lowering his tone.

The old man didn't respond. He didn't know if he was deaf, or he didn't want to talk to someone. He still maintained the posture of holding the fishing rod. From beginning to end, he only had white hair and white beard.

"senior?"

Zhao Yun called again and shook his hand in front of the old man's eyes.

The white-haired old man confided without words, as if a stone carving did not move.

Want to knock him sap.

This idea is especially strong in Zhao Yun's mind.

After all, he resisted the urge to go wild and turned and left.

call!

The Moon God breathed a sigh of relief. Young people shouldn't go crazy, the consequences would be serious.

It wasn't until Zhao Yun disappeared into the darkness that the white-haired old man fishing alone turned his eyes slightly.

"Another Tiansha lone star."

He can only hear the old man's whisper.

As soon as he left the forest, Zhao Yun found the second blood puppet.

To be precise, it was a pool of blood, transformed by that blood puppet.

This is embarrassing.

Zhao Yun's face is not good-looking.

After being tracked and located, it will disappear on its own?

Blood Lord is really **** clever, can you even think of this?

The clue is broken again.

He did not give up and continued to search.

In the following half a month, blood puppets were often in chaos, and he once saw a mysterious man in an ancient city.

But after going round and round, there is still no progress.

On a quiet night, he climbed to the top of the mountain again, quietly looking at nothingness.

He was vaguely aware of the changes in the universe again, and he always felt that the pressure of the world had been weakened a lot. If he was carrying a hundred catties in the first few moments, then this second was eighty catties.

It feels like this.

He is superficial and does not know why the world has changed.

God's conscience discovered that he wants to give some benefits to the ordinary world?

It must be so.

Because at this moment, he saw the Gate of Tianwu again.

He said that he was right, and the difficulty of advancing Tianwu would be reduced a lot in the future.

This night, he embarked on his way home.

It's been three months since I came out, so it's time to go back and seal Linglong.

Come to Lingling Mansion again, and see Linglong again. He was stunned for three to five moments. Linglong actually advanced. After three months of not seeing him, he broke through to the Heavenly Martial Realm. Look at the martial arts level that day, it was genuine.

"Why, don't you recognize it?"

Linglong smiled, with a touch of dreamy mood.

Zhao Yun only then realized that what the ancestors said is true, and there is Nirvana in desperate situation. Now Linglong is a good example. With the advancement of Tianwu, she will not become a cryptic within a certain period of time. Even Zhuntian can resist, let alone her cultivation in the Heavenly Martial Realm.

"see this."

Linglong flicked her hand, and a messenger talisman flew out of her sleeve.

Zhao Yun took it casually, unlocked the ban and could see the text above.

After seeing it, he frowned, "Joint action?"

The so-called joint action refers to blood puppets and secretives.

Just last night, the two parties attacked the ancient city of Haotian, and it was only thanks to a strong man who survived.

"Yin Zhou is afraid that he has formed an alliance with the Blood Venerable." Linglong muttered.

Zhao Yun didn't answer, and his mood was gloomy. When did the two get together?

"and this."

Linglong flicked her sleeves again, and the second messenger talisman flew out.

Zhao Yun looked at the information, and his expression was ugly. Just because the major dynasties were ready to move, he had a feeling that the blatant deployment of troops from various countries was mostly related to the blood deity and Yin Zhou.

Not only him, Linglong also thinks so.

The parties joined forces, fearing that they would swallow the Great Xia Long Dynasty in one go.

boom!

Suddenly, there was a roar.

Zhao Yun looked sideways subconsciously, and when he entered his eyes, he saw a dazzling glow, straight into the night, and on the ethereal emptiness, he performed a gorgeous and ancient vision, which was a dreamlike beauty.

There are surprises every year, especially tonight.

That is the vision of Tianwu, and some people have advanced to Tianwu. If they are not mistaken, it is the red flame marshal, who caused the whole city to tremble. Tianwu’s energy and coercion have trapped half of the imperial capital, too many sleeping people, They were all awakened from their dreams. Not long ago, they were Hongyuan disciples, but now the Chu family has also developed Heavenly Martial Arts.

"Unexpected joy."

Zhao Yun looked startled, Chu Lan should be the youngest Tianwu.

As she thought, the reason why the female coach was able to advance so quickly was due to the evil thoughts.

"Daxia has risen."

Cheers filled the imperial capital, and there was joy everywhere.

Counting it down, Da Xia originally had five heavenly martial arts, and now with the female coach and Hongyuan disciple, this is the seven heavenly martial arts. In addition to these, there is also a Tianzong Saint child who can be beaten by thieves. Look at this lineup. Who would be embarrassed to ask for trouble, after several catastrophes, Da Xia once again enshrouded the glorious light.

In the middle of the night, Zhao Yun came out of Linglong Mansion.

As soon as his front foot came out, his back foot was dragged away by one person.

A closer look reveals the ghost face Yama.

Tonight, it may be that the moon is dark and the wind is high, and this guy's old face...is not ordinary black.

"I haven't seen you for many days, it's good these days." Zhao Yun smiled and handed over a hip flask.

"Don't talk nonsense, take the money." Ghost Mian Yan Luo stretched out his hand, cursing.

"What's the money?" Zhao Yun took a sip of wine and cast a sideways glance at the old ghost.

"Pretend to be silly, and be stunned." Ghost Mian Yan Luo cursed, "I have included a killer of the sky word level, don't you need to pay?"

"I have given you the master of the house." Zhao Yun said solemnly.

"Edit, then edit." The ghost face Yan Luo's big face is dark and transparent, "My housekeeper has been banned for many months, and even the old man can't see it. Can you see? Really think I am a three-year-old child?"

"Banned?" Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, "who was banned."

"Except for the old doormaster, who would dare to seal her." The ghost face Yan Luo casually carried the sack and waited for the money.

"Why ban her?" Zhao Yun asked curiously.

"Why, I'm pregnant!" Ghost Mian Yan Luo said, and took out another sack.

"Pregnant?"

"I don't know which animal did it, I..."

"Ah...sneezes!"