Eternal Gate

boom!

The thunder sounded suddenly, and lightning had exploded in the dense dark clouds.

"Baby, just waiting for you."

Zhao Yun's eyes were shining, and a little baby shouted kindly.

That's right, he has the Heavenly Thunder Jue from the Beginning.

The so-called thunder and lightning are his nourishment and good fortune.

boom! Rumble!

Since the first thunder, the whole world has not been calm, and thunder and lightning have torn apart, many of them have fallen from the sky, because Zhao Yun has already operated the sky thunder art.

Still struck by lightning.

However, Zhao Yun has become accustomed to using his mind to induce thunder, dancing his sword in thunder, and tempering his physique in thunder. The power of thunder is also engraved.

Opportunity is there.

Bathed in thunder, his cultivation reached the eighth level in one fell swoop.

Late at night, the bonfire in the cave is bright.

By the side of the bonfire, Zhao Yun sat cross-legged, his realm steady, and there was still thunderous hair remaining on his body, and even the breath of thunder was carrying a trace of thunder.

Looking at it now, his temperament has changed a lot.

The so-called change is the addition of an indescribable majesty, and it also benefits from the thunder and lightning. It is the thunder in the sky, and it carries the power of thunder. They are all traces, imprinted in his body, invisible and invisible, but can truly Perceived.

Jingle Bell! Jingle Bell!

Suddenly, bells rang, crisp and rhythmic.

Zhao Yun frowned slightly.

Because of the sound of the bell, it seemed to have a weird magical power, which made him uneasy and difficult to concentrate. After shielding it several times, the sound of the bell could penetrate.

For the first time in so many days, he was disturbed.

The so-called disorder is that there is such a...

"In the middle of the night, go free!"

Zhao Yun cursed secretly, then opened his eyes and got up, followed the sound of bells all the way to find the past, running this practice, the picture is a quiet, but still being disturbed.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

In the gloomy mountains and forests, he walked like a dark shadow, his face was quite dark, and when he was found, he had to ask him carefully, what bells would he ring when he was running in the mountains?

He stopped again and hid behind the boulder.

Not far away, it was a mountain trail. Because in the night, only the prototype of a person could be seen. When I got closer, I realized that it was a mage wearing a dark blue robe, wearing a cloak, holding a whisk in one hand, and holding it in the other. With bells.

It's the bell.

Zhao Yun squinted his eyes slightly, and the sound of bells made people upset and irritable, and it was difficult to stabilize his mind. It seemed like a curse that couldn't be removed in his mind, and it was very evil.

Looking further back, it's a bit creepy.

Behind the mage, there is a group of people, neatly lined up, connected by straw ropes, one every six or seven feet, all wearing tall felt hats, with both arms stretched forward, and one on the forehead. A piece of yellow paper with talisman hanging on his face, they didn't walk, they jumped and jumped, they were straight and neat.

"The corpse chaser?" Zhao Yun murmured.

The corpse chaser, he has heard of it, going out at night is a very mysterious business involving a kind of witchcraft, a witchcraft that can move the body.

To say "drive" the corpse is better to say "collar", because the mage is not behind the corpse and in front of the corpse, and sometimes knocks on the gong while walking, which means: avoid the living.

"It should be a dementor bell."

Zhao Yun muttered, looking at the bell in the hands of the mage, he was really worthy of the name of the soul, and it was evil to listen, and the gong, knocking it, shocked his mind.

He looked at the little Lingzhu in his arms, but it did not light up.

This is weird, can't detect the master's cultivation level? Or does it mean that there is a sign on the wizard, which can block prying eyes? Or, it's the extremely mysterious witchcraft.

Wow!

The mage also gave out paper money. At first glance, it looked like a funeral for the dead, but there were a lot of them. There were dark and mysterious things in the dark, and Zhao Yun's hair was upside down.

"interesting."

Zhao Yun kept his eyes open. Although he had seen more terrifying zombies, he couldn't help but be curious when he saw this picture. There is also an introduction to this in the Xuanmen Tianshu, which is nothing more than corpse witchcraft, and most of them deal with corpses.

While talking, the mage has passed by.

The six corpses behind them were neat and tidy. The jumping thieves were straight, and the wind blew by. They lifted the yellow symbols on their foreheads, and they could see Zhang Senbai’s face, which looked scary. If there are children here, Probably can scare to cry.

He was shocked when he saw this battle.

He was going to leave, but when he saw the sixth corpse, he slumped back.

The sixth corpse was a little fat man, not tall, but with a big waist. When jumping and jumping, he was not very honest. His head was like a rattle. He looked all the way to the left and right. It was originally with a forward hand stretched out. He retracted it, scratched his ears, scratched his neck, and then stretched back flat when he was done.

"Fucked the corpse?" Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows.

After reading it carefully, I found out that which is a corpse is a living person.

Why do you say that? It was only because the little spirit orb in his arms lighted up a bit, and he also measured his cultivation level. It should be a true spiritual realm, belonging to the first stage.

This is interesting.

You said that a living person is not doing well. It is a special hobby to hang around with a bunch of corpses in the middle of the night? It still hurts to be idle.

Looking at the mage walking in the forefront, it was obviously unaware.

The little fat man was still dishonest. He looked left and right. When he looked at Zhao Yun's side, he couldn't help but raised his eyebrows. His eyes were so good that he seemed to have seen Zhao Yun.

"are you crazy!"

Zhao Yun's lips moved, and there was no sound. He should be using lip language.

"You have the disease."

The little fat man understood his lips, his lips moved, and Zhao Yun responded.

"Then you continue to dance!"

Zhao Yun curled his lips, and withdrew surreptitiously, not having time to put this nonsense.

"Fuck your grandma."

He moved, and the little fat man moved, shouting a big curse, tore the yellow talisman on his forehead, then tore the straw rope, jumped into the forest.

Ok?

The mage turned around abruptly, stunned for a moment, his eyes were strange for a moment.

This fucking, there is still a living person.

The embarrassing thing is that after following him, he didn't even notice it.

"Where to go."

The mage let out a cold snort, immediately made a seal with one hand, and chanted the spell.

Well...!

The little fat man who had just rushed into the forest, hugged his head and snorted, looking at his expression, he seemed to be in pain, maybe he was planted by the wizard.

"help me."

The little fat man said in pain, saying to Zhao Yun that the two were no more than three feet apart.

Zhao Yun frowned, really didn't want to take this muddy water trip.

It's mainly the mage, who is so weird, it seems that the Taoism is not low.

boom! boom! boom!

There was a bang, and two corpses jumped in from left to right. They were real corpses. They should have been moved by the mage, ignoring Zhao Yun, and went straight to the little fat man.

Needless to say, it was to catch the little fat man back.

"help me."

The little fat man looked at Zhao Yun, his eyes full of desire.

Zhao Yun sighed in his heart.

He still shot, two steps to kill, picked up the little fat man and left.

To save a life, then what level of Buddha statue.

The two zombies quit themselves, chasing them one after another, and opened their mouths, exhaling a sigh of yin air, the contaminated trees, flowers and plants, withered instantly.

Unfortunately, they are dead.

There was a boulder blocking it, so I couldn't jump over it, so I jumped on the spot.

"Where to go."

The mage also came in, and with a wave of his big sleeve, hundreds of coins spilled out.

"Senior, he is a living person."

Zhao Yunhuo turned around, and at the same moment, he drew the Purple Cloud Sword from his waist, dancing to the extreme, and he shot down the hundreds of coins that came.

"Little Ning Yuan, dare to seize people in my hands?"

The mage said indifferently, chanting a spell, with a seal in one hand, and a symbol out of thin air in the other, forming a big "seal", and bumped towards Zhao Yun all the way.

Zheng!

Zhao Yun Zhenyuan surged, and a sword split the character "Feng". The symbols drawn out of thin air made him feel quite novel. If he was hit, he would feel like it would be cool.

"What a junior, I underestimated you."

The mage smirked and changed the Yin Jue with one hand. The appearance of the ancient characters was illusory, and I didn't know which characters they were. They couldn't understand them.

"That's a witchcraft, avoid it."

The little fat man reminded, as if he knew the weirdness of this method.

Zhao Yun did not hide, his entire body was burning with flames.

It is the fire of the beast, which protects the whole body, and all the illusory ancient characters that come on are burned out.

Jingle Bell!

The mage smirked and shook the dementing bell, and a strange sound rang.

Well...!

Zhao Yun whispered, the bell was so weird.

But he could hold it, carrying the little fat man back quickly, inserting the Zixiao sword back to his waist, and threw a throwing knife in his hand, the kind that hung an explosion talisman.

"Such an attack can hurt me?"

The mage was full of contempt, and it was indeed full, and he took it easily.

When he saw the explosion symbol, he suddenly changed his color.

At this moment, it was a time to test resilience and speed. The explosion of talisman was not a joke, it would explode.

The mage has many methods, but the body cannot.

Fortunately, he was clever enough to throw a throwing knife in an instant and escaped behind the boulder.

boom!

The explosion sounded, and the surrounding trees were all suffering.

Looking at Zhao Yun, no one is seen.

To be honest, there is no deep hatred, there is no need to fight hard, and the wizard is very evil, and the one who is not guarded by Taoism can not be defended, and the one who is not careful will be destroyed.

Behind him, the mage has come out.

The embarrassment is affirmative, but he is okay. It was the huge rock that helped him block the gun. He didn't expect that a small Ning Yuan realm had so much bursting charm, and the power of bursting charm far exceeded him. Imagine there is lightning and flames.

"It's not that easy to want to go."

The mage gritted his teeth, summoned the zombies, and put them in one place. He went straight to the mountains and chased after him, even with explosive charms, that kid must have a treasure.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Here, Zhao Yun didn't stop all the way, carrying the fat man, running fast enough.

Taking time out, he also glanced at the little fat man.

This stuff, I don’t know what to eat and grew up with, it looks like a young master of a rich landlord’s house from wherever it looks, but it’s in its current state! Not very good, his face was pale, and his expression was very painful, as if he had been seriously injured.

"Water, find water." Little Fatty said with a weak breath.

Without a word, Zhao Yun went straight to the river. He still admired the little fat man. He pretended to be a dead person, even a mage could not recognize him. He was also a talent.

thump!

Soon after, there was the sound of falling into the water, and Zhao Yun was rude enough. When he reached the river, he threw it in for the little fat man. When the matter was finished, he turned his head and left. Fatty good fortune.