Eternal Gate

At the bottom of Oolong Abyss, deep and withered.

Quiet night, the darkness is invisible, and there is no light at all.

Click!

Suddenly, a sound like this sounded, there should be a branch broken.

Then there was a bang.

Zhao Yun landed.

People with talent against the sky seem to have luck against the sky. When they fell from the top, they hung on the protruding branches of the rock wall by coincidence. If they land directly, they will fall into a pool of fleshy mud. How do you say? Life should never be broken.

However, despite his life, he is not far from death. The landing is already a pool of blood. One arm was scrapped and the other arm was shaken off. I don't know how many veins and veins are broken, and there are blood bones exposed in many places. A **** man.

The wound was so bad that he fainted.

Seeing his breath, it is weak, and it may be cut off at any time.

"This is thrilling."

The Moon God sighed, because Zhao Yun hung on the tree branch, otherwise, she would fall into the ghost gate all the way, and she would have lost her soul, and the spirit of God had already seen life and death, but this time, she was really frightened.

This is no wonder Zhao Yun.

From the moment Zhao Yun was sucked into the underground palace, the situation was beyond his control. In that situation, Zhao Yun could not escape. Even if he escaped from the underground palace, he could not escape this secluded abyss. Only a deadly battle. Fang There is a silver lining.

Facts have proved that Zhao Yun did a good job.

It is really terrible for people with obsessions to go crazy, just like this little martial artist with a true spirit, step by step calculations, desperate battles, and almost killed an eight-fold Xuanyang realm. If it is the last blow, borrow him A strong primordial essence can surely penetrate the old man with a single sword. In this way, the merits are indeed fulfilled.

However, at the end of the strong crossbow, the final success was defeated.

Now, although it is extremely bad, at least Zhao Yun still has his life.

"wake up."

The Moon God whispered, and if he fell asleep like this, he would never wake up again.

"Am I... still alive?"

Zhao Yun slowly opened his eyes, trying to get up, but he was weak and hard to move.

It hurts, the whole body hurts, and he can't distinguish between the real and the illusion.

"Alive." Moon God smiled.

This is a simple dialogue, dark and tranquil.

Zhao Yun lay there quietly, unable to move.

Previously, it was painful.

Now, the whole body seems to be gradually losing consciousness, as if he has become a useless person, with limbs, skeletal organs, internal organs, odd meridians and eight channels, broken and cracked.

At this moment, the scars are still bleeding,

"water."

I don’t know when I heard him speak weakly. It must have been bleeding too much, and his mouth is dry and cracked. The broken arm is moving hard, wanting to take his purple gold gourd, and also want to seek healing. pill.

"It's wasting effort."

Moon God whispered, while speaking, he glanced at the broken tree branch on the rock wall, Zhao Yun's pill bag, and the small purple gourd, all hanging on it.

Zhao Yun gave a wry smile.

At this moment, not only hunger and thirst, but also cold, eyelids trembling again and again, in the drowsiness, quite a sign of closing, as if seeing death, beckoning at him, smiling terribly, like a stern ghost.

Tick!

In a trance, there is a sound of dripping water.

Zhao Yun, whose eyes were about to close, opened his eyes again.

Water, there is water not far away, he still has hope.

"Three feet."

The Moon God said leisurely, giving a certain distance, and the meaning is obvious. If you can climb over, you can drink water; if you can't climb over, you will die.

"water."

Zhao Yun turned over with difficulty, and crawled over there inch by inch.

sand! sand!

This sound is very harsh, as if something is rubbing.

It's Zhao Yunnae's bone outside.

It's the sound of bones rubbing against the ground.

He groaned so much pain, clinging to the ground, crawling every inch of it was extremely difficult.

The distance of three feet looks like a moat.

His consciousness was blurred and he always felt half of his body had fallen into hell.

At this moment, he is crawling out of hell.

The Moon God didn't speak, but watched quietly.

It's only three feet away, but it's not far.

However, for Zhao Yun at this moment, it seemed like a thousand miles away.

He was hurt too badly.

At this speed, I am afraid that I will return to the world without waiting for the water.

"water."

Zhao Yun's voice was hoarse, weak, and still wriggling as hard as he could, dragging his **** body, his bones grinding on the ground, crawling inch by inch.

His will is strong enough.

Perhaps, there is also such an obsession that is supporting him hard, he can't die yet, and he hasn't collected the blood debt for his mother, how can he die like this.

One inch, two inches.

One foot, two feet.

This way he wiped out a **** road. The light of a grain of rice in the darkness was gleaming dimly. Perhaps one day, it will burn more dazzlingly than the sun, and there will be such a radiance, and it will spread all over the world. .

"And... three inches." The Moon God whispered softly.

Zhao Yun still didn't respond, his eyes were almost closed, and he couldn't use any more energy. Except for his head, his whole body had lost consciousness.

"The one who killed your mother is still on it."

Moon God said indifferently, even though she was pale and weak when she knew this, she always had to give it a try.

He has only one breath left.

If he couldn't hold his breath, he died on the spot.

But if you can hold it, it is Jedi Nirvana.

What dripped three inches away was not water, it was fairy dew. One drop could live and die. She also knew when she came down. After all, she was just a trace of inferior knowledge and her perception was really limited. If she knew there was fairy dew, she would definitely Tell Zhao Yun to come down and pick it up first.

Zhao Yun did not disappoint her.

With one last breath, he abruptly held it up.

At that moment, he finally closed his eyes.

At that moment, there was a shining drop of water in the darkness, dripping from mid-air, dripping on his body, with infinite divine power, and its own magic in decay.

Click it! Click it!

The sound of bone collision, followed by the sound, the blood gutters on his body, at a speed visible to the naked eye, one after another recovery; one after another broken tendons, one after another; one after another, the broken bones, also Remodeling one by one.

A person with blood hula rekindled the fire of life because of a drop of fairy dew.

call!

At this point, the Moon God breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Yun strolled around in front of the Guimen Gate, so why not?

Melting the fairy dew, at least there is no life worry.

As long as there is life, everything is possible, she is not a decoration.

Zhao Yun was still fainting, but his pale complexion had added a touch of ruddy, already annihilated aura, gradually becoming even with his breathing.

Looking at Xianlu, it was still falling drop by drop. With every drop in, Zhao Yun's breath became thicker. Except for the arm that was shaken off, there were no more scars on the whole body.

Not only is there no scars, there is also a good luck.

The fairy dew blended in and nourished his physique, limbs, skeletal bodies, internal organs, odd meridians and eight channels, all dyed with luster, wisps of vitality wandering inside the body, brushing away his fatigue and dark wounds, and waiting to flow into the dantian. Self-generated True Essence, clearly in the fainting, but surging with blood and vitality.

"wake up."

The Moon God flicked his hand at random and struck Zhao Yun's consciousness.

Well...!

In the deep sleep, Zhao Yun let out a low groan and opened his eyes. There was no more muddiness and blur in his eyes, and it became clear and bright, and it was much deeper than before.

"Am I... still alive?"

Just like this, he murmured again, staring at his body blankly, no more pain, no more scars.

When he was watching, a drop of fairy dew fell into his hand, shining with a gleaming fairy light, it melted into his palm at the beginning, and then melted into his body, like a Wang Wangqingquan, flowing all over his body, shocking his spirit.

"This....."

Zhao Yun raised his head subconsciously, this fairy dew dripped from above.

When I entered the eye, I saw a drop of withered flowers, resembling lotus flowers, but with flowers and no leaves. In other words, the leaves were completely withered and weathered by the years.

"Living lotus." The Moon God whispered and said the name of the flower, "This thing, there is no mortal world. The reason why it will grow here is that there is a seed left in the mortal world. Its spiritual power cannot help its growth, and it withers. The so-called fairy dew is nothing but dew stained on the petals."

"Just the dew, has this kind of supernatural power?"

Zhao Yun was shocked. If it were a real lotus, it would be against the sky.

"It's not very useful to immortals, but you are a mortal, and what you can do is only a trace of immortal power, and it can turn decay into magic."

"I should never die if I encounter this fairy." Zhao Yun took a deep breath. He should be fortunate, fortunately that no one ran down and strolled, otherwise, he wouldn't have to swallow it.

"Quickly fetch the little gourd, and take over the fairy dew." Yueyue said slowly.

"Come."

Zhao Yun gave a soft chick and pinched the tactics with one hand, knowing where the little purple gourd is, because the little gourd bears the brand of his imperial sword.

Swordsmanship can not only protect the sword, but also move the small gourd. It is good to have a brand and a hand skill. When fighting with the old man, he can control every flying knife. This is also the truth.

The little gourd flew up and fell into his hands.

Unfortunately, there were only three drops of the fairy dew, and he carefully inserted it into the gourd, and took a look into the gourd. The clouds and mist were more lingering, and the vitality was more surging. After a mouthful, it has a healing effect, but , Xianlu was dissolved, the divine power was greatly reduced, far inferior to the benefits of a drop.

"Nothing?"

Zhao Yun looked up, there was no fairy dew on the withered living lotus, no fairy dew, withered flowers, lost the last trace of celestial power, each of them fell, flying with a breeze, before they fell to the ground, they melted. Made a wisp of fly ash.

Zhao Yun got up and looked at the ground.

When he did not come, drops of fairy dew fell on the ground.

Maybe it can be collected.

"Oolongyuan is cold, extremely overcast, and when the celestial dew enters the ground, it is invisible." The Moon God said leisurely.

"If you know this fairy, you should come to Wulongyuan early." Zhao Yun felt a pain in his flesh, but after another thought, if he came early, would he be alive or dead? Maybe, after entering the underground palace, he was given a second by the one-armed old man.

Thinking of the one-armed old man, he raised his head, his deep eyes flashed with a cold glow, and he was still stained with blood. With this, he would never die, he would definitely take the old man's head to pay tribute to the spirit of his mother in the sky.

At this moment, the identity of the one-armed old man should be clearly revealed.

The lone wolf who was killed by him that day was definitely not a nocturnal wolf.

The real nocturnal lone wolf must be the one-armed old man in the underground palace, otherwise, it will not be so elusive, and it is impossible to steal so many belongings, and the lost rare treasure is definitely the handwriting of the one-armed old man .

Speaking of one-armed, he glanced at his left shoulder.

Only one arm is left.

Now he seems to have become a one-armed, the legendary boy with missing arms and legs, he tried it out himself.

"Can it grow back?" Zhao Yun glanced at Moon God.