Eternal gate

ah!

Guiyang's roar, with a hint of mourning, filled the strange space.

Mr. Zhao's stick was so strong that it not only stabbed him into the sky, but also smashed his body almost to pieces. Even his protective method exploded into smoke at this moment.

At this moment, he was still thinking that he could save some more, reshaped his body, summoned billions of thunders, and slashed across the sky like swords.

break!

Zhao Yun still stuck a stick straight into the sky, stirring violently, causing the situation to change.

Guiyang was bleeding, half of his body was exploded into bloody mud, and the thunder and lightning he summoned were also blown into pieces.

"The victory has been decided."

As the only spectator, Zhi Luo made a conclusion.

Guiyang is not weak, but it is a pity that he is facing a ruthless man who kills the gods. If Zhao Yun hadn't saved his hand, he would have been killed in one breath.

As expected of Chu Yao's disciple, he is right in his judgment.

Within a moment, Guiyang fell into the void, like a blood-stained meteorite falling from the sky. The divine light protecting his body dimmed to the extreme.

"It's mine."

Zhao Yun was not polite at all, and used the method of stealing immortals to get more Nine Heavens Prayer Star Beads.

And that bloody divine sword is also in his pocket. Why fight! These are all bonuses.

"Zhao Yun." Guiyang's hair was disheveled and his eyes were scarlet.

"The moonlight is quite beautiful tonight, very suitable for dreaming."

Zhao Yun hit him head-on with a mallet, sending him to sleep on the spot.

Then, he sacrificed a fairy light and wiped some of Guiyang's memory, so that this guy wouldn't wake up and yell at him again. He was not afraid of Guiyang, but the power behind him. After all, this was a god. In the world, if you are really targeted by a big boss, it will be a lot of unnecessary trouble.

"It's better to make money faster by fighting."

Zhi Luo, who was cold and indifferent, could not hide her sighs at this moment.

By the way, she also paid a silent tribute to Guiyang. She couldn't find anyone to make a date with, but she wanted to find the Eternal Body. Don't you know that he was a monster that couldn't be killed even when the gods besieged him?

"I'm going for a walk."

Zhao Yun patted his shoulder and walked out of the courtyard leisurely.

Before leaving, he also used his great magical power to erase the remaining traces of his presence here.

Not long after he left, Guiyang woke up in a daze.

After a while, I saw him turn over and jump up, but he couldn't stand firmly and almost fell down.

"Where is my dragon energy?"

"Where is my Star Bead?"

"Where is my ultimate magic weapon?"

A series of questions is the most intuitive manifestation of confusion.

Zhiluo seemed to be fine, still holding a small broom and sweeping up the fallen leaves.

When Guiyang saw it, she said unhurriedly, "Who could hurt you like this?"

Okay! It doesn't matter what she said. Guiyang was completely confused and couldn't remember anything. Could it be that someone had wiped his memory? Yes, that's for sure, the one who killed a thousand swords.

Zhiluo is also interesting. She does whatever she has to do, and she shows her attitude as if it doesn't matter to her, which makes it clear:

You were like this when you came, and I don’t know who did the good deeds.

Guiyang squatted there, rubbing his head vigorously, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out. He didn't know whether the injury was too serious or because he had lost too many treasures, and he felt very distressed.

Ah sneeze!

People can't be too hot, otherwise, someone will always think about them and say hello.

For example, Mr. Zhao, a sudden sneeze will cause leakage.

After agreeing to take a walk, he turned the corner and found a nook in the mountain. At this moment, he was holding the Star Prayer Bead and scanning it over and over.

This is a good treasure. Identifying bloodline is a skill.

He should also be grateful for this bead. Without it, this battle would not have been fruitful.

"Fuck with me in the future."

Zhao Yun cast a spell and separated Dunjia Tianzi.

The Long Yuan thief was so real that he immediately flew out and jumped up and down.

Such ancient characters are very rare, and because of its assistance, its power is particularly strong.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun flicked his sleeves and carved the word "天" into Long Yuan's sword body.

When it was over, the red divine sword sank into the Hongmeng Sea.

After refining it, carry it to fight, and its lethality should be extremely high.

After doing this, he looked at the two dragon auras, and he didn't know which two miserable gods were captured and refined into this state.

He waved his hands again and sank two dragon energy into the sea of ​​Hongmeng.

"Boss, we are hungry."

Xian Lei and Hun Tianhuo jumped out and circled around Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun smiled and went straight to the lively market. It was time to buy some treasures.

"The newly released elixirs are sold cheaply."

"Whoever has magic grass, I will collect it in large quantities."

"The secret weapon and magic weapon are sold at a low price, first come, first served."

The big world is crowded with people, and shouts come and go.

When Mr. Zhao came, the whole long street was bustling with activity.

He looked around and came to a stall. The owner was an old woman with disheveled hair. She sat there quietly, dozing off with a cane in her arms. Despite her poor appearance, she was a real god. The only fly in the ointment is that there is not much left to live.

The products they sell are of all kinds, ranging from miraculous elixirs to rare and exotic herbs.

Although they are all good things, Zhao Yun is not interested.

What he was staring at was a purple flame, a genuine fairy fire. The source of the fire was so pure that the space it burned distorted.

"Senior?" Zhao Yun called.

"Thirty thousand." The old woman didn't even raise her eyelids when she spoke.

"Can it be cheaper?" No matter how small a fly is, it is still flesh, so it is necessary to chop it with a knife.

"I won't bargain." The old woman didn't like to talk, and she was also completely merciless.

Zhao Yun coughed dryly and said, "You can collect the immortal stone."

"Ten thousand immortal stones are worth one divine stone."

"It's still a bit expensive." Although Mr. Zhao was rich, he still felt a pain in his body.

Thirty thousand divine stones, that is a mountain of immortal stones.

Paying the money with one hand and delivering the goods with the other hand, the transaction was concluded happily.

"Come on, eat!"

Zhao Yun threw the purple fairy fire into Zi Mansion.

Hun Tianhuo chuckled and approached immediately.

Long Yuan has the word Tian, ​​Hun Tianhuo also has food to eat, and only the howling of the immortal thunder is left.

"Don't rush."

Zhao Yun took a sip of wine, spotted a stall, and arrived in an instant.

On this stall, there is a golden thunder, which is also at the level of immortal thunder.

Looking at the stall owner, he is a chubby old man, like a ball.

Compared to the previous old woman, this guy's eyes looked brighter.

He is also a god, with abundant longevity and extremely strong energy and blood.

"Pick whatever you want, the price is affordable." Old Man Yuan is familiar with things and is a good business owner.

"This." Zhao Yun pointed at the golden thunder.

"Eighty thousand."

"forty thousand."

"Are you here to make a wish?"

"My ancestors said to buy something and cut it in half."

"Then your ancestor said that if you don't cut well, you will be stabbed." Old Man Yuan glanced sideways.

"How about fifty thousand?" Zhao Yun asked tentatively.

"Stay somewhere cool."

"Well!"

Mr. Zhao was sincere and turned around to leave.

"You kid, why don't you follow the rules?"

Old Man Yuan couldn't sit still and stretched out his hand to grab Zhao Yun.

"I have fifty thousand here." Mr. Zhao chuckled.

"I have to sell you." Old Man Yuan waved his hand.

"readily."

Zhao Yun also had a strong body, and a fairy stone mountain was directly moved out.

It's a good thing that old man Renyuan is a god, otherwise he wouldn't have been smashed to death!

"Here, it's yours."

Zhao Yun felt another burst of physical pain and sent the golden thunder into the Zi Mansion.

Xian Lei is crying for food, extremely energetic and excited.