Eternal Gate

The fairy king disappeared in the setting sun, and the battle ended.

The vast starry sky is now only devastated.

Zhao Yun's eyes were round, and the setting sun didn't see the fairy king out of thin air. Could it be that he played the line of the sky as a summon, or there was a strong man secretly to rescue him, and even the extinction of not thinking of the sky...it was empty.

"It's the sea of ​​red dust." Cloud Cangzi said leisurely.

"Red Sea." Zhao Yun stopped and frowned.

This was the second time he had heard this term. The first time he heard it from Yuhuaxian, the Red Dust Sea was similar to the Red Dust Road, and it was one of the passages from the fairy world to the mortal world.

At the moment... he can't help but feel a little worried.

If the sunset ancestor falls into the summer, I am afraid it will be a disaster.

In fact, his worries are completely unnecessary.

Even if he is not there, the devil and the others can hold on to the scene.

At this moment, the ancestors of the setting sun are blasting together in a pile, not because of the word "roll" in the ancestors of the setting sun, but because of this stuff...they have the same breath and vision as the incarnation of the sunset by Zhao Yunzhan back then.

In other words, the two of them are in the same vein.

Since it's an enemy and not a friend, why are you polite?

No matter where you are from, you have to lie on your stomach when you enter the mortal world.

what...!

The roar of the sunset ancestor is a roar from the soul.

He had miscalculated the power of Fanchen. There were so many ruthless people. He was seriously injured and his cultivation was suppressed. He was hard to beat with four hands, but he was beaten by a group.

"My God is embarrassed for you."

The sanctioner who was fishing leisurely glanced at this, as if he recognized the ancestor of the setting sun.

Although he didn't know what happened in the immortal world, he knew that it was the Daluo Immortal Sect who had beaten this stuff so badly. Looking at the killing intent and immortal power remaining in his body, it should be the girl who didn't think of heaven.

Was hammered in the immortal realm, but it was still hammered when it came to the mortal world.

The peak fairy should be the first to do this.

After closing his eyes, he looked at Cang Mian again, calculating the time. The talent surnamed Zhao has been gone for more than a hundred years.

That's right... He knew it when Changshengxian fell into the mortal world.

He can also figure out the fact that Changshengxian entrusted Zhao Yun to pull the finger.

That kid is a person who keeps his promises, and he also entered the fairy world with a mission.

Whoosh!

When I was looking, I suddenly saw a ray of divine light falling from the sky.

It was a figure, a barrier that ignored Xianfan.

The sanctioner couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, because that was not an ordinary person, it was a real god.

By coincidence, he still recognizes it.

After that god, several more came down.

If he were in the God Realm, he would definitely have a urgency, but it was different in the mortal world.

He is the sanctioner, the mortal... the only **** who is not suppressed by his cultivation base.

"What a good day, blow all of them to the mortal world." The sanctioner said leisurely.

"You...you can see that the Moon God descends to the mortal realm." No figure appeared, but a voice of divine consciousness came over. Not completely suppressed.

"If you ask an old man, you can't use such a tone."

"Zhukong... tens of thousands of years have not seen you, you have become more skilled."

"What do you mean, want to find an old man to practice?" The sanctioner glanced at it.

As soon as I said this, there was silence in the dark. Unless my brain got flooded, who would fight against the sanctioners in the mortal world, it’s not good to say that a fart can knock them out of the galaxy and go back and forth several times. Without stopping.

"You can see the Moon God."

It was the same person and asked again.

When the words fell, I saw a sacred orb falling from the sky, which was regarded as asking for travel expenses.

"It's pretty much the same."

The sanctioner took it casually, hung in the palm of his hand and looked at it again. This object was extraordinary and useful to the gods. Perhaps it was fascinated by it. He didn't answer the question for a long time.

"You can see the Moon God."

"I haven't seen it."

"I....."

The simple and clear dialogue made the gods quite angry.

Especially the one who gave the **** beads, why is it still a little painful?

Baby gave it...and didn't ask anything.

"You...have the day when you return to the God Realm."

The words of the **** were cold and dead.

The implication of this sentence is also obvious: When you return to the realm of God, I will see if I will hammer you to death.

"It's not easy to scare me."

The sanctioner was still studying the **** orb, and was not afraid at all.

Why did he come to the Mortal Realm to be a sanctioner? There is a reason, why? ...Or he has provoked too many enemies in the God Realm.

He had planned for a long time, so he put it aside for retirement.

Dare to return to the realm of God, there will be no fewer people chasing him than Moon God.

The gods left and turned to the underworld.

The same sanctioner, the underworld one is not good at talking.

The gods had long known the nature of the goods, and one person gave a secret treasure.

"I haven't seen it."

This... is the answer of Pluto.

I don't know if it's too dim to see the sky in the underworld, or the gods can't find people too angry, and even those old faces are as black as coke.

In contrast, they felt that the Candlelight Man was pretty good.

Unlike this one, the lion opened his mouth wide, so he didn't handle personnel affairs.

Here, Bu Nian Tian has fallen from the sky, and his hazy cheeks are finally clear and prosperous, and the beautiful eyes of Lingche are still full of the past. It is a funeral song.

"Young Master Zhao... Don't come here without problems."

Bu Niantian's opening remark was actually such a sentence.

Zhao Yun's mind was hazy, and he didn't know whether he was talking about Bu Niantian or Mengdie. Back then, Mengdie was called him by the son. A hundred years later, the same name came from Bu Niantian.

Son?

Yun Cangzi was a bit stunned, and the heavenly saint also looked surprised.

This is a master and a disciple, it is really interesting, usually like this?

"I should call you Mengdie, or should I tell you not to read the sky." Zhao Yun smiled.

Okay! Cloud Cangzi and the saint of the heavenly clan, who were already trapped, are another question mark.

There is a young man in front, and a dream butterfly in the back. This teacher and apprentice are weird.

"It's all good." He didn't read the sky and smiled softly.

It was Xu Mengdie's emotional **** that made her appear not so indifferent to this junior.

This incarnation of her was too miserable in the first half of her life, and the most unforgettable memory is that in the few days when she returned to her hometown, a person named Zhao Yun sent her back to Wangchuan and settled in the land for safety. This is her life.

Goodbye Zhao Yun, it was unexpected.

The first red fairy in history, there should be many stories hidden.

"go home."

Bu Niantian smiled again, and opened the domain gate casually.

Zhao Yun followed, still still unfulfilled.

"Where did Mo Tian pull the finger?" Bu Niantian asked.

"Senior Changshengxian entrusted me." Zhao Yun handed his finger.

After a hundred years, he finally fulfilled his promise to the predecessors, handing the sacred artifact of the Great Luo Xianzong to Bu Nian Tian, ​​and wishing that the predecessors of the Longevity Immortal will be alive in the sky, and the Immortal Protecting Sect will be prosperous forever.

"Brother."

Bu Niantian held Mo Tian's fingers, full of sadness.

She already knew that Changshengxian had been buried and was buried in the human world.

The world is impermanent, too many mistakes, her incarnation entered the mortal realm, and her brother also fell into the mortal world, and she was still in the same country, and the distance was not very far, but she had never seen it, leaving a lifetime regret.