Eternal Gate

what...!

Taiqing Divine Son howled, dragging his half-disabled body and flying behind him.

No matter whether he wins or loses, he is destined to lose all face today. He is at the peak of Taixu, and his cultivation base is absolutely suppressed. He was beaten so miserably by a hole and void.

cut!

Zhao Yun moved the Longyuan Sword again, and slashed across the space.

Taiqing Divine Son threw out a fairy knife and forcibly blocked it.

"Eat my finger."

Zhao Yun's fingertips lingered around the golden light, and he poked it from the air.

Of course, before he could hit God Son of Taiqing, he heard the sound of a sword from the side, and a slender black sword pierced out of space.

puff!

The blood light blooms, and the dazzling golden light reflects the void.

It was Zhao Yun who bleed. Although he avoided the lore, he was hit by the opponent's sword, and a piece of the skull was blown away. The sea is disrupting his primordial spirit.

"There are still people participating in the war." The junior spectators were surprised.

Or the elders have vicious eyes, and they knew that someone was hiding in the space.

To their surprise, Daluo Shengzi, who focused on attacking the Taiqing Godzi, was able to avoid the lore, and only few people in the Tianzi generation possessed this reaction ability and fighting mood.

Here, Zhao Yun has set his figure.

The longevity formula works on its own, reshaping the skull.

As for the killing intent in the remaining body, it is impossible to escape.

His eyes turned left and right, and he could vaguely catch the traces of the sneak attack. He should cultivate the way of space, like a black ghost, shuttle back and forth in space.

"He is a blood soul."

"The son of the nine secluded purgatory."

Zangtian and Youyou Laodao in the periphery transmitted their voices one after another.

Zhao Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was no stranger to blood and soul.

Well-known talents on the list! That guy was sixth.

Having cultivated the Way of Space, he is obviously a master of assassination.

The previous sword, thanks to him dodging quickly, or he would be severely injured.

boom!

Taiqing God Son also stopped, and the space he stepped on cracked.

His previous leisurely demeanor was gone, and all his arrogance had turned into a **** glow, manifesting in his eyes, which was resentment and anger towards the Eternal Body.

He didn't run away again, and he didn't need to run away again.

The blood soul has already participated in the war, and together they will destroy Zhao Yun.

What about people?

The younger generation exhausted their eyesight, but could not find any trace of the blood soul.

Although the elders can capture it, it is difficult to see the truth, only a dark shadow.

Looking at the talents on the Immortal Ranking, Blood Soul may not be the strongest in combat, but he is the most troublesome one, just because he is quite accomplished in space, elusive, and extremely good at assassination, if he is targeted by such people I don't even dare to close my eyes when I sleep.

"Zhao Yun, come to fight."

With the help of blood and soul, Taiqing God Son is quite confident.

He raised his sword and killed it again, a sword cut a crack in the sky, billowing immortal energy surging out from the inside, and it also rolled down a huge palace and volleyed down.

He bluffed loudly, but Zhao Yun didn't look at him at all.

Compared with the **** son of Taiqing Palace, he wanted to catch the blood soul.

It’s easy to hide with a gun, but it’s hard to guard against an arrow. The ghost knows when that guy will kill.

boom!

The huge palace is down, as heavy as a giant mountain of eight thousand feet.

Zhao Gongzi didn't even look at it, and smashed it to pieces with a punch.

It was also at this moment that the blood soul burst out of the space.

Having suffered a loss once, Zhao Yun will never be fooled twice.

He stepped on the Fengshen step and flew away, flicking his hand with a slaying art.

Although Zhu Xian Jianmang is not slow, the space method of the blood soul seems to be faster, only one space shuttle, it avoids Zhao Yun's blow, and when he looks for him again, there is no trace.

Swallow!

Taiqing God Son sacrificed a sea of ​​​​immortals, sweeping the sky.

Zhao Yun wanted to leave, but the blood soul in the dark was bound by the method of imprisonment, and even the movement was restricted, and was engulfed by Xianhai on the spot, and the majestic blood was destroyed by it.

open!

Zhao Yun jumped out from the inside like a dragon.

Heading towards him, he collided with a sword of blood and soul, and the sword intent was unparalleled.

"Come here for me!"

Zhao Yun snorted coldly, and switched places with God Son of Taiqing on the spot.

The son of Taiqing, who did not know where to go, was pierced by a sword of blood and soul.

"Daluo Tianshou."

Zhao Yun pressed down with one palm, covering the space.

The son of Taiqing couldn't avoid it, and the crushed flesh collapsed.

As for the blood soul, his legs and feet were numb, and he had already escaped from this space, but his previous sword really made his teammates feel extremely uncomfortable, and almost made Taiqing God Son in seconds.

"God's Punishment: The Thunder is so powerful."

Zhao Yun pointed at the sky with his sword, and billions of lightning bolts neighed.

When the spectators looked up, the thundering sword beams from the sky were already pouring down from the sky, pouring like rain, the lethality might be a bit meaningless, but it was an indiscriminate attack, the purpose! It is to force the real body of the blood soul, to smash the space and see where you run.

Group attack.

This method is easy to use.

Let's talk about God Son Taiqing, just as he stood firm on his front feet, he was struck by lightning on his back feet. If there was no powerful secret treasure in his body to protect him, he would be smashed into flesh and bones in a single encounter.

Besides, the blood soul is not much better.

He was wandering in space, ready to wait for an opportunity.

However, the sky is full of thunder swords, which devastated the void, and the space was broken into pieces. Although it could not hurt his body, it destroyed his hiding place.

resignedly.

He had to escape early.

He is really a black shadow, like a strange soul, his body is sometimes solid and sometimes illusory, and most of the time it is distorted and seems to be looming.

"It looks evil."

The junior muttered a lot and tried his best to peep.

More than 90% of them have never really seen what the blood soul looks like. They only know that its record is bloody, and there have been rumors in the world that he almost killed the immortal list with one sword.

"Finally willing to come out?"

Zhao Yunru stood as a king for nine days, overlooking the blood soul.

His double light flashed, and a tracking mark was engraved on the blood soul.

Whoosh!

The blood soul didn't say a word, and actually got into the space crack.

The son of Taiqing mobilized the source vision and came toward the sky.

"Look for a hack."

Zhao Yun waved his arm, and the Thunder Sword fell from the sky again.

This time, he gave Thunder the power of creation and reincarnation.

With the blessing of good fortune and reincarnation, Lei Wei is more domineering, attacking indiscriminately. The front is hard and dry, and his background is almost gone.

At this moment, a black sun is rising into the sky.

The sun's rays are black, and the sky is dimly lit.

What's even weirder is that Zhao Yun's thunder has dissipated after being dyed with sunlight. Even if the longevity formula is still running silently, it still can't trigger the lightning, and it seems to be isolated.

"Hid your head and show your tail."

Zhao Yun's words were cold and dry, and he swung his sword to one side.

The sonorous sound was particularly clear, and the sword was blocked.

There is one more person in the void, a purple-robed youth wearing a black mask, carrying a war spear, and there is a black lingering around him, and the thunder breath is wandering.

"My God! Kuidu?" The junior disciple exclaimed.

"I really want to fight the Eternal Body!" The elders were sighing a lot.

Zhao Yun said nothing, glanced at the blood soul, and glanced at the Taiqing God Son, his eyes finally fell on Kuidu, the God Son of the fallen Huangquan! The Prehistoric Immortal List has its own name.

boom! boom!

Kuidu came with a spear, and the void he stepped on made a thud.

He is worthy of the fifth-ranked person on the Immortal Ranking. Whether it is aura or power, he is not comparable to the Son of God and Blood Soul, and wearing a mask adds a touch of mystery.

"It's a master."

This... is Zhao Gongzi's evaluation of Kuidu.

How can it be a normal role to be able to break the Heavenly Thunder Jue of Absolute Beginning.

"What a wonderful eternal blood."

Kuidu smiled and licked his scarlet tongue.

The outside spectators, especially the younger generation, were all rubbing their eyes, wanting to take a look at Kuidu. The embarrassing thing was that the mask had a strange power, and its dazzling eyes were staring at gold stars.

"Chaos bloodline?"

Zhao Yun whispered, peeping at Kuidu the next day.

After two or three moments, he denied the guess.

It is not a chaotic bloodline, but Kuidu must have swallowed a lot of special bloodlines, mixed with a variety of bloodlines, and there is no rejection, so he has a chaotic atmosphere.

hum!

Kuidu has already shot, a spear pierced through the universe.

Zhao Yun threw a strong punch and slammed the spear with his bare hands.

The rumbling sound resounded, accompanied by a touch of golden blood.

Kuidu was shaken back, and Zhao Yun's fist bones also burst.

Before Zhao Yun could catch his breath, Taiqing Divine Son killed him.

Seeing his big sleeves slammed, a thunder and lightning swept out, and there were many sword lights hidden in the thunder, dyed with a strange light, both the thunder power and the sword energy became the power of destruction.

break!

Zhao Yun inserted his sword into the thunder, blessed by the law of power.

The lightning was annihilated, and the sword light hidden in it shattered together.

Zheng!

The blood soul that escaped into the space was killed without warning.

Zhao Yun couldn't avoid it, and a blood hole was poked in his shoulder.

At the same instant, Kuidu struck with his spear, shattering his spine.

roll!

As soon as Zhao Yun drank the clang, he forced the dragon to swing its tail.

Blood Soul is still very chicken thief, and used to escape from space.

On the other hand, Kuidu and the Taiqing Divine Son who came to kill them collided with each other, and were thrown over by the dragon tail on the left and right. Kuidu was fine, and the defense was domineering, but the Taiqing Divine Son was miserable. Once it cracked, everyone in the world had a dry cough.

boom! boom!

After a short confrontation, the four of them reached the sky one after the other.

The exclusive battlefield for the disciples of Xianbang, suddenly turned into a chaotic place, looking up at the sky, thunder and lightning flying, and there are space cracks, bathed in black sunlight raging.

Wonderful!

Outside spectators feast their eyes... There were a lot of shouts.

Immortal list disciples are not common, let alone the top ten.

"Saint Son of Daluo is too powerful. He was singled out for fifth, sixth and seventh, and he still didn't lose."

"Sooner or later there will be a battle." Youyou Old Daoist took a deep breath.

Zangtian Laodao by his side has the same demeanor as him at this moment.

Daluo Xianzong’s enemies are all over the world, but it’s not that the world is exaggerating. Apart from the eight holy places, there are many openly and secretly, and the Jiuyou Purgatory, the Fallen Yellow Spring, and the Taiqing Temple are one of them. The four gods face each other and do not get together. Strange fights.

"What a freak."

To say the most shocking, or the three gods.

Kuidu, who was stronger than the fifth, looked ugly.

The eternal body is too strong and terrifying, and that's all, the cultivation base is still low, and the three of them joined forces in the Void Realm, but they can't hold him down, and the other party is getting more and more fierce.

"Leave me one... special."

When the war was raging, a loud shout came from one side.

Looking sideways, I realized that it was Kuang Yingjie, who had already come to kill with the immortal sword, and the seven true disciples who were fighting against him had all been knocked down and were fluttering in the sea?

Also knocked down, there is the Second True Inheritance of Taiqing.

Ling Jue has also freed up his hand and is rushing towards this direction with his sword raised.

"Leave."

Before Ling Jue could kill him, he was stopped by someone.

He was still a disciple of the Immortal Ranking, and the blood in the white clothes was quite demonic, and he made a ruthless attack. With a **** glow in the face, he chopped off half of Ling Jue's body, and the killing intent was close to Yuanshen's real body.

open!

His mind was as firm as Ling Jue, and his eyes were stained with blood.

In other words, he opened a forbidden law, and his long hair was snow-white.

The two fought into the sky, and the void space they fought collapsed inch by inch.

It wasn't over yet, after the man in the white clothes was sent blood, three to five people were killed, and they were in a state of joint annihilation.

"Batian Divine Body...come to fight."

What happened to Kuang Yingjie was similar to that of Ling Jue.

He wanted to help Zhao Yun in the battle, but there were obstacles in the way.

It was a man with a sturdy physique, carrying a blood-stained fairy sword, accompanied by visions all over his body, and the evil spirit was surging, and those eyes, like **** were engraved, there were resentful spirits struggling within, evil and gloomy eyes, Quite the magic power.

He... is the **** child of the Rakshasa Palace.

The fourth person on the Immortal List is him.

"Rakshasa...I've been looking for you for a long time."

Seeing the person who came, Kuang Yingjie's eyes lit up.

Compared to him, as a spectator's junior, his face is particularly pale, not to mention seeing a real person, just hearing the name of Rakshasa, can't stop the heart trembling. The creatures in his hands are countless.

"Come."

Crazy Yingjie has a strong aura, dancing the fairy sword against the sky.

They are all masters of knives, and Rakshasa will not be weak.

The two were afraid that they might have hatred, so they were very jealous when they met, and they fought all the way into Cang Miao.

That's it, there are still people killed to join in the fun.

Most of them are immortals and demons, and their cultivation is not bad.