Eternal Gate

"Money is a good thing."

The lively Nanhuangcheng Great Street, Zhao Gongzi walked past with his hands folded, and he had been muttering all the way.

Domain gate is also a good thing, so ordinary people can't use it! Every time it is sent, it is a lot of money.

"Give me one!"

"Fuck off."

"Hey....!"

The Eternal World is very lively, with constant shouting.

Long Yuan and Xianlei were restless again, the fire was melting in the sky, and the two of them were hanging around there, commonly known as... trouble.

Hun Tianhuo is not what it used to be. It has melted into the real dragon's karmic fire and is able to speak. It has a good temper.

However, it has the confidence to say it.

Along the way, it has swallowed a lot of fire.

In addition, it has a good predecessor, and the origin of the fire has a retro omen. If you want to make fun of it, you are looking for scolding.

"Donor, your seal hall is black!"

Passing the corner of the street, Zhao Yun suddenly heard the voice.

Taking a side look, I saw an old Taoist sitting cross-legged at the table, a fortune teller, who looked like a fortune teller.

However, this guy is not a magic stick. Judging from his aura, he is at least a quasi-immortal king, and he is not really proficient in deduction techniques, but he is abducted by fortune telling.

Zhao Yun came up and sat at the table.

He wasn't interested in Yintang's darkening, what he was interested in was the gossip mirror placed in front of the old Taoist.

That's a good thing, and it means a lot.

The most extraordinary thing is that there is an ancient character engraved on the Eight Trigrams Mirror.

He was very strange, since he had the word "Dunjia", why didn't he sense it, or did he still not wake up from this word?

"Little friend, you will be in trouble."

The old Taoist held his beard and spoke earnestly.

As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves, and on the table, placed a lot of strange things, such as Buddhist rosary beads, Taoist wooden swords, and spells to ward off evil spirits.

"Choose one at will, it can help you get out of trouble, if you want all of them, you can keep your immortal path magnanimous." The old Taoist smiled amiably, it was serious nonsense.

Zhao Yun took a deep breath after hearing this.

This old man is really interesting. When you sell things, you just say you sell things, and the whole Yintang is black and bells and whistles.

"I want this." Zhao Gongzi pretended to be stupid and pointed at the gossip mirror. With so many things on the table, this one is the most valuable.

"Make a good relationship."

The old Taoist smiled and turned the gossip mirror over.

Zhao Yun just saw it, the price is still marked on the back of the gossip mirror, look at it! He's just an old geek who sells stuff.

"Thank you senior for solving the problem."

Zhao Yun is also a showman, and the other party is serious, so he has to cooperate, right? Get what you need!

The old Taoist received the money, and he smiled happily.

It seems that he often does this thing, and when he sees someone passing by, he will say that the hall is black, and he will scare people over.

Of course, he was also beaten for it.

Not everyone is as good-tempered as this one.

"Looking for you."

Dapeng came from one side, walking like the wind.

Seeing how free and easy he is, the baby should be sold out.

"This fellow Daoist, your Yintang is turning black!"

Before Zhao Yun could speak, he heard the words of the old Taoist.

This product is also possessed by drama, and what I just said to Zhao Yun, now, I repeat it word for word.

"You old man, you're so naughty." Dapeng didn't talk nonsense, he pulled up Zhao Yun and left. If there was no urgent matter, he would definitely lift the table of this goods and put it on it in the middle of the night.

"It's rude." The old Taoist disagreed.

He is not a magic stick, he is a quasi-immortal king.

Here, Dapeng dragged Zhao Yun and passed through the shadows all the way, bumping into a lot of people and provoking too much abuse.

"What's your situation?" Zhao Yun asked.

"I've found that fellow." Dapeng groaned bitterly.

"Who?"

"The one that locked my soul."

"What kind of cultivation."

"About the Immortal King."

"How embarrassing that is."

Zhao Yundun's spirit was coming, and his eyes were shining.

If you don't have enough money, you can rob it!

The two came to a teahouse one after the other.

After looking for a seat by the window, Dapeng pointed to the opposite restaurant and scolded, "It's that old thing."

Zhao Yun followed his gesture and looked around. He could see the restaurant on the second floor, which was also by the window. An old man in a python robe was sitting, drinking comfortably, with a leisurely posture.

"Do it or not." Dapeng poked Zhao Yun.

"It must be done." Zhao Gongzi moved his wrists.

The two ordered a pot of tea, the other party was drinking in the restaurant, and the two were drinking tea here, robbery! But he can't be in the city, wait for him to leave the city, and then tie the other party up not too late.

The night gradually deepened.

The pedestrians on the street gradually dispersed.

Looking at Zhao Yunwang, the old man in the python robe finally got up, or it was a quasi-immortal king realm. go away.

Zhao Yun and Dapeng got up, and Ma Liu followed.

As long as the other party doesn't help, everything is fine.

"Watch out for his sword."

Yunyan in the dream, a sudden word.

Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows, "Do you recognize him?"

"He is a person from the Baji Temple."

"It's not that enemies don't get together!"

Zhao Yun sneered, knowing that the Baji Temple.

In the past, the Baji Heavenly Monarch, who chased him and did not read the sky, came from the Baji Temple. The old thing, like the Sunset Immortal King, was not a good bird and almost killed him.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The two left and left the ancient city of Nanhuang.

Looking forward, you can see the back of the old man in the python robe.

The guy was afraid that he was drinking too much, or he liked the feeling of being drunk, and even walked and swayed when he walked in the air.

It was not until he passed a barren mountain that he realized that something was wrong, and when he looked back subconsciously, he always felt that someone was following him.

"That's fine."

Zhao Yun and Dapeng are not slow, they will kill in two or three seconds, barren mountains and mountains! A great place to kill people.

The old man in the mang robe narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at Zhao Yun, and glanced at Dapeng again. He had nothing to do with Zhao Yun. When he looked at Dapeng, he looked strange, as if he had seen this guy before.

"Following the old man all the way, do you want to robbery?" The old man in the python robe smiled, and instantly dissolved the drunkenness, and the power and aura of the quasi-immortal king were also fully revealed.

"What do you say?"

Dapeng couldn't hold back his anger, and immediately turned his body.

Golden-winged Dapeng! A bloodline comparable to that of a divine beast, its physique is exceptionally domineering, and its entire body is golden, like a sun shining in the darkness.

When the old man in the python robe saw it, his eyes shone in all directions.

No wonder it looked familiar, it was the Dapeng bird.

"watch out."

The Dapeng shouted violently, and a Dapeng spread its wings and swept the hurricane.

"Impossible."

The old man in the python robe sneered, and his big hand brushed the empty sky.

The sword qi hurricane was destroyed, and Dapeng was also shaken back.

Sorry God!

Zhao Yun took one step across the void, and the domineering punch slammed, the terrifying fist intent, and the space of the punch was distorted.

"Little Dongxu, dare to attack me?"

The old man in the mang robe was full of contempt, and his palm crossed the sky again, destroying Zhao Yun's fist mark, and Zhao Yun groaned uncontrollably.

The quasi-immortal king is also divided into strong and weak, and the quasi-immortal king in front of him is much stronger than the previous white-bearded old man.