Eternal Gate

Back to Youlin, it was late at night.

Zhao Yun sat cross-legged, before closing his eyes, he glanced in the direction of Dahe, wondering if the little fat man had broken the witch curse.

That mage is very weird, he is very evil in witchcraft, and he must be a must to provide assistance to people.

After receiving the sigh, he closed his eyes.

This time, without the troublesome dementing bell, it is more comfortable and can calm down.

This night is not peaceful.

The mage did not leave, like a black shadow walking through the forest, looking for the little fat man and Zhao Yun, who had been chasing the corpse for many years, and was being fooled.

"The curse is broken."

He didn't know when he was deciding, his brows frowned slightly, and the witch curse planted in the little fat man disappeared, or was broken.

"go?"

The mage snorted coldly and waved his big sleeves. Hundreds of paper figures cut from yellow talisman flew in all directions, each with a rune.

This is a paper talisman, a secret method for finding people, there are hundreds of small paper people, so many people are powerful!

Click it! Click it!

In the forest, bones collide constantly.

Zhao Yun is refining his body.

The realm is completely stable, multi-tasking, participating in the study of the Xuanmen Tianshu, while tempering the body.

"Thunder!"

He muttered in his heart, really wanting to have another rainy day, maybe he will be able to advance to Level Nine.

The thunder in the sky is a good thing.

Several breakthroughs have benefited from the thunder and lightning, the thunder that the world fears, is nourished by him.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a wisp of wind passed.

To be precise, it was a little paper man, who emerged out of nowhere, walking through the forest.

Ok?

Zhao Yun opened his eyes abruptly, flicked his hand, and threw out the flying knife. The head was still good, and he stuck the little paper man in the tree with one knife.

what...!

There seemed to be a scream, coming from the paper man, and then a wisp of blue smoke disappeared.

"Little paper man."

Zhao Yun frowned, stretched out his hand to take it down, and took a look, his eyes flashed with sharp light.

In his arms, he also found a little paper man, exactly the same as this one.

"It's you."

Zhao Yun's eyes were full of coldness.

It's not to blame him for this, just because his spiritual vein was broken back then, it was related to this paper talisman.

To this day, he still keeps the little paper man, and hope that one day he will find the man who tried to conspiracy against him.

Now, he found it.

"It's so special, there is a heads-up."

The curse broke out and spread from the depths of the forest.

Listen to the tone, it's the little fat man.

Without a word, Zhao Yun took the two little paper men and rushed into the gloomy night. He was not interested in the little fat man. He was interested in the owner of the paper talisman. Maybe it was over there.

Deep down, the little fat man rolled and crawled.

Entering the river, he broke the curse mark, and as soon as he crawled out of the water, he encountered a paper talisman. After a while, the mage was killed.

Not only the mage, but also a few zombies, controlled by the mage, can jump for several feet, have mechanisms on their body, and can spit flying needles. Unusual needles are highly poisonous.

Look at his left shoulder, it was completely dark, he was hit by a zombie flying needle, and the toxin was spreading.

"Junior, where to go."

The mage has a strange figure, chasing him, and spilling coins all over the sky, each sharp as a knife.

The little fat man changed his face, froze his body, turned a sword with his true essence, and danced to the full.

The pounding sound is endless.

Most of the copper coins were shot down by him, but there were still a few, which directly hit him, the fat body, and many blood trenches were drawn.

Zheng! Zheng!

The zombies urged by the mage have also arrived, neatly lined up, and the yellow symbols on their foreheads have been exposed. Everyone has flying needles exploding.

"Damn it."

The little fat man yelled and danced his sword. There were too many flying needles, as thin as a cow's hair, and at night, they could not be seen clearly, or the poison was too deep, his vision blurred, and the pain was unbearable.

Soon, the flying needle stopped.

Look at the little fat man, he was shaking, he couldn't stand still, one arm was drooping, and the poison was spreading. If he hadn't used his true essence to fight, he would have invaded the heart at this moment.

"Run, why not run away."

The mage smiled faintly, and walked step by step, surrounded by three small paper figures around his body.

It's not blowing, he is more scary than zombies, reflecting the moonlight, his look is quite gloomy.

"Six on one, what a skill."

The little fat man shook his head. Because of the poison, his consciousness was blurred. He swayed like stepping on a sponge. There was blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. It was black. Looking at his body, God knew how many flying needles were inserted.

"It should be good to make you a puppet." The mage smiled, and there was a talisman floating out of his sleeve. It was a confinement talisman that could restrain people from moving. It was similar to the fixed talisman, and few people knew it.

The little fat man gritted his teeth and wanted to swing the sword and cut the talisman, but he was powerless, and his whole body was unconscious.

Of course, at this moment, a hand came suddenly behind him, pulling him aside.

Zheng!

After that, he heard the ming of the sword, and saw the ice-cold sword light flashing, and a sword struck the talisman.

Yes, it is Zhao Yun.

It's better to be here early.

"I wipe it, great benefactor!"

The little fat man shook, thumped, recognized Zhao Yun, and saved him twice.

"you again."

Seeing that it was Zhao Yun, the mage gritted his teeth, a burst of talisman, threatening to blow him away.

"This little paper man, but yours."

Zhao Yun said lightly, holding a piece of paper with his fingers.

"So what."

The corner of the mage's mouth was slightly raised, and he took a step back. He backed away, and five neat zombies stepped forward.

"Beware of zombie flying needles."

The little fat man reminded that if it had not been for a sneak attack, he would probably have escaped.

Whizzing!

When the words fell, all the five zombies trembled, or flying needles, as many as feathers, and shot towards Zhao Yun.

Zheng!

Zhao Yun shot out his sword in an instant, dancing to the extreme. He could clearly see the so-called flying needle. After all, he was not poisoned, and his eyes were very good.

The flying needle was shot down, the five zombies all stepped forward, two exhaled Yin Qi, and three exhaled Yin Fire.

Zhao Yun sneered and stepped on Fengshen Step, like a black shadow passing through the gap.

"Good physical form."

The mage narrowed his eyes slightly, really underestimating Zhao Yun.

Zheng!

Shaking Shener for a moment, then heard Zhengming.

Still flying knife.

The throwing knives that Zhao Yun threw out were all hung with explosive symbols, five zombies, one for each.

Then, there was an explosion.

The power of the explosion talisman, enough dominance, the zombies spurred by the wizard, were all blown to pieces.

"Where is there so many bursts."

The mage snorted coldly, flew by and fled.

Zheng!

In the unspattered gunpowder, there was another chill, and a flying knife shot straight at him.

"A loss once, but two times?"

The mage said coldly, with one hand in his sleeve.

Suddenly, the wind was blowing.

It should have been Wind Dun, swept away the flying knife, and exploded a dozen feet away.

"In addition to the explosion talisman, what is there to rely on."

The mage's laugh was more terrifying than that of a ghost.

"It's enough to kill you."

When Zhao Yun attacked, there were lightning tears on the sword body, and the wind assisted the thunder, and the attack was overbearing.

"And thunder and lightning?"

The mage has changed again, knowing the power of Zhao Yun's sword too much. It is either death or injury.

After all, mages are not good at fighting.

He shook the copper bell between the electric light and the flint, and the strange sound was still messing up his mind.

Zhao Yun's mind hurt. It was a fierce sword, and lost five or six points of power on the spot.

Even the speed dropped sharply.

At this moment, enough mage escaped, jumped onto a huge boulder, while shaking the bell, while making a seal with one hand, casting a spell.

His technique is indeed strange enough.

Seeing Zhao Yun's feet, the hard ground suddenly turned into a quagmire, Zhao Yun fell into half of his calf.

"Veteran, know a lot!"

Zhao Yun sneered, his mobility has been restricted, and it was quite difficult to raise his foot at this moment.

"Little ones, dare to deceive me."

The mage smiled faintly, and the seal was changed in his hand, but when he saw Zhao Yun's head, there was an illusory sign manifesting, once it was pressed down, he would be blocked.

Zhao Yun said nothing, whoosh disappeared.

"Escape?"

The mage's eyes condensed, unbelievable, the small Ning Yuan realm, where is such a background, the front is beast fire, explosion talisman, and the second is thunder and lightning. Now, he still knows the lost escape.

Before thinking about it, he immediately leaped up, halfway through the air, and a yellow talisman dropped down, stuck it on the ground, and blended into the ground.

Zhao Yun was forced out.

At the same instant, a dozen throwing knives were thrown out by him, and each knife was hung with a burst of charm.

When the mage saw it, his face was pale.

Standing high is not necessarily good. At this moment, he is still in the air and is a living target.

boom! boom! boom!

The explosion sounded one after another, and the sound was quite pleasing to the ears, judging from the power, it was really not so loud.

Zhao Yun's face also paled.

Before and after, he had used twenty bursts of talisman, and took away more than 80% of his dantian essence.

Viewer, it's really not dead.

The man was still alive, standing on the boulder, swaying, his body was black and white, his robe was blown out and one arm was scrapped.

"The mage can resist so much?"

The little fat man glanced at him, and he was shocked. There were more than a dozen bursts.

"The little paper man blocked it for him."

Zhao Yun murmured, there were at least a few hundred small paper figures scattered around the viewer. At this moment, they were falling down one by one, ignited in the fall, and exploded by the explosion.

"good very good."

The mage smirked, blood dripping from his mouth, and thanks to his wit, he sacrificed the little paper man to the wall, otherwise, he would be blown to pieces.

At this moment, the pain in his heart!

With so many little paper people, he accumulated half of his life, and was completely blown up by the explosion.

"The Peak of the True Spirit Realm."

Zhao Yun said in his heart that he could see the other's cultivation base clearly.

The mage is not good at martial arts.

From beginning to end, that guy kept a distance, even in the Ning Yuan realm, he didn't dare to fight melee.

At this point, Zhao Yun has absolute self-confidence, if he is allowed to get close, he can be beaten to cry all the way.

Unfortunately, it is difficult for him to get close.

The mage's dementing bell is so weird, the closer you get to him, the more troublesome your mind is.

"How much true yuan is there."

The mage laughed gloomily, and with so many bursting charms, the Ning Yuan realm couldn't sustain consumption.

"you guess."

Zhao Yun stepped on the wind, and he palmed the dragon, and the strong palm wind was quite powerful.

The mage didn't dare to resist, and once again drew back, pinching the Yin Jue with one hand, it was still an illusory talisman, and it ran into the face, and there was a wind whistling.

boom!

Zhao Yun exploded the talisman with a palm, causing the mage to retreat, his expression ugly.

This is so special, that thing is the real essence of Ning Yuan? Why is a palm so powerful?

Go is the best policy.

It was sent, and the boy was stunned. He turned and drove away. He was seriously injured and his legs were numb.

"run?"

Zhao Yun lifted his sword and chased it all the way.

"Your sister, save me first!"

The little fat man yelled and fainted.