Eternal Gate

broken!

Zhao Yun drank his sonorously, and remembered that Shan Ba ​​Lie was unmatched.

The black-robed youth was caught off guard and kicked back with a punch.

After retreating, his head moved. This distance, Zhao Yun's instant lore cannot be avoided. The main reason is to relax his vigilance, and he did not even sacrifice his body protection. In this way, Zhao Yun easily broke the defense. One piece, one sword to kill, the province's chirping crooked.

The black robe youth's head rolled down.

Reflecting in the moonlight, you can still see the expression on his face, and there is still a licentious and evil color. How depressed, no one appeared, but a sword gave him a second, almost no screaming With a sound, not only broke his beauty of Chunxiao, but also sent him into the ghost gate all the way.

Everything is between the electric light and flint.

The old man in purple robe who had left turned around again.

What you can see is the swaying body of the young man in black robes, and the head that fell to the ground like a watermelon. It's just a swaying head. The teammates are like bears, and there is no farewell, so they rushed straight. To Huangquan Road.

Prajna also looked startled.

To be honest, she didn't see who it was, only a figure from behind.

However, she recognized the instant lore, and at this moment she also recognized Ji Hen. She never thought that she would meet here, and she never thought that it was Zizhufeng who saved her in the most critical time. disciple.

"you....."

Only then did the purple-robed old man react. He also stepped back, looking at Zhao Yun in disbelief. He was a little in the Xuanyang realm... it was actually a six-layer sash in a second. Previously, he stood with his back facing him, and he didn't know. How Zhao Yun made the move.

Zheng!

Zhao Yun didn't talk nonsense, he had already killed him, and a sword of wind and thunder was devastating.

The purple-robed old man's discoloration changed, and he hurriedly flew behind him.

"Where to go."

Zhao Yun snarled coldly, using only the remaining pupil power, to cast the sky-eye illusion.

The purple-robed old man was caught off guard, he was caught in an instant, and his mind was also in a trance.

At this moment, Yu Zhao Yun was enough. The wind and thunder tactics had arrived. A sword penetrated his body protector's true essence, and his chest was pierced together. The terrible sword intent invaded the body, and the murdered purple-robed old man spurted blood.

"Damn it."

The purple-robed old man roared, his true essence surged and overturned Zhao Yun.

This servant was afraid of being killed, and shook Zhao Yun back. He did not attack, but turned his head away.

This was an extremely correct decision. Every six-fold Ksitigarbha was killed, not to mention him, this little Wu Xiu in the Xuanyang realm was really weird, maybe he could kill him.

So, it is better to retreat temporarily.

"Go?" Zhao Yun's eyes were cold, and he bent his bow to shoot.

puff!

The blood is dazzling.

The purple-robed old man, who had only escaped by two or three feet, was shot through the head by Zhao Yun with an arrow.

It was a proper lore again.

As a spectator, Prajna looks pale.

Only a dozen or so moments before and after, annihilated the two Tibetan realms.

It's absolutely impossible to be her.

"Under normal circumstances, I can't do it either."

This will be Zhao Yun's answer.

In this battle, he fought a surprise attack, and he really wanted to face-to-face tough battles. If the opponent was prepared in advance, he would be beaten all the way to cry. Xuanyang realm singled out two Ksitigarbs, he did not have the capital yet.

Still the same sentence, no bells and whistles, all you want is a quick.

"Thank you brother."

Prajna staggered, this sentence of thanks is sincere.

Without saying a word, Zhao Yun quickly cleaned the battlefield. After the corpse was destroyed, he took her to jump on the back of the Dapeng. By the way, he also sacrificed a wave of True Essence and poured it into the body of the Koprajna to eliminate the murderous intent for her.

"Thank you." Prajna's breath was weak, and he thanked again.

"Where is Buddhism." Zhao Yun asked the key point without talking nonsense.

"In Elysium."

"Where is Elysium."

"In the land of Buddha."

"I..." Zhao Yun didn't breathe well, almost kicked Prajna with a kick, two questions, two answers, slipped around, all nonsense, Buddhism is in the world of bliss, The Paradise of Bliss is in the land of Buddha. Saying or not, it’s no different. Are you kidding me?

"I'm looking for it too." Prajna smiled bitterly.

Then, she added, "In the dead of night, you can vaguely hear the call of the Buddha's soil."

She had to make up for this sentence, otherwise, Zhao Yun would really kill her.

Buddhism is calling.

In this way, he can't just kill casually. Does he still point to the Prajna to find Buddha's Land?

Thinking like this, he took a few talismans, all of which were sealing talismans, and sealed the prajna to death, so I couldn’t find this girl, but I couldn’t let her go. If I ran away, it would be hard to find When he picks up the Zhao family, and when he finds the Buddhaland, he will personally send them to see the Buddha.

"Jiji, why is this?" Prajna frowned slightly.

"Tie it well, it's safe." Zhao Yun said, he was really tied up.

"You and me... have grudges?" Prajna kept his eyes open.

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know." Prajna whispered softly.

She admitted that she had never seen Ji Hen before entering the Heavenly Sect. Where did they find their grudges? This little junior, since the first time Tianzong saw her, he was full of hostility, as if... Like that.

There is also the time of Xinzong Grand Competition.

Before their duel, Ji Hen had an inexplicable problem with her.

Save one's life and win the seventh level of the Buddha.

If you kill someone, you should go down a few layers of hell.

So far, she doesn't know the meaning of Zhao Yun's words.

Zhao Yun sat there cross-legged, so he had to have a good chat with Prajna.

"Here is another old friend."

Before he could speak, he heard the words of the moon god.

Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows and took the binoculars.

If it were not for a special old friend, Luna would not remind him.

At this look, there was a **** glow.

It was a small village, and it should have been a robber, and the screams were very noisy.

Dapeng spreads its wings fast enough.

It's a pity that I was too late, and all I could see was the corpses.

The deceased all have the same characteristics: they should be sucked into a mummy.

"It's cruel." Zhao Yun said coldly.

"It's cruel." Prajna's cheeks were pale.

The mind was as firm as both of them, and both couldn't help but trembled.

Not long ago, these were all lively lives. This time they have become corpses. Whether they are old people or infants, they have been slaughtered. This is a pure land of seclusion, and they have been killed by life. Hell, a pool of blood, is full of evil spirits.

"Wonderful blood."

There was a brazen laugh in the depths of the village, and the murderer had not left yet.

Zhao Yun had already sensed that he had gone to that direction, and he saw a man in a blood robe from a distance. The evil spirit was surging, and the blood was floating, like a Shura or a demon head, with blood all over his body.

"How... possible." Zhao Yun couldn't believe it when he saw it.

He is not to blame, just because he recognizes that demon: Wang Yang.

That's right, it's Wang Yang, the young master Wang Yang of the Wang Family of Wanggucheng.

If the devil is here, Ding will also recognize that Wang Yang is the holy child of the devil's cave.

"How is it possible?" Zhao Yun frowned deeper.

That night, he had clearly blown Wang Yang to pieces.

That kind of form... can it be resurrected?

Facts have proved that it can indeed be resurrected. Not only is it resurrected, but it is still doing terrible things. Like this village, I don't know how many slaughters and how many innocent people are buried in Wang Yang's hands.

When he watched, Wang Yang also turned around.

He recognized Wang Yang, and Wang Yang himself recognized him.

That night, it was also such a small village. It was also a creature that was sucked into mummy all over the ground. They had encountered it once, and they had a big fight. It was the little Wu Xiu in front of him that bombed him. If it were not for the inheritance of the Indestructible Demon Lord, he would have been buried.

"It's you again." Wang Yang gritted his teeth.

"Senior Sister Prajna, this person...you look familiar." Zhao Yun said lightly.