Eternal gate

"Splitting the Sky."

Zhao Yun shouted loudly and slashed down from the sky with his sword.

The sky trembled violently, and a ten-foot-long sword glow leaked out from the side.

Zheng!

The young man in purple took a beam of purple energy and forcibly cut off the sky-splitting sword light.

At the same moment, he used a secret technique with one hand to create an illusory mirror behind him, which was three to five feet tall and filled with light from top to bottom. He then took a step back and transformed into the person in the mirror.

The mirror buzzed, and a bright light flashed.

Just when Zhao Yun came to kill him, he was knocked over by a beam of annihilation mirror light.

"The Art of Killing Immortals."

While flying upside down, Zhao Yun struck back with a golden sword light.

There was a sonorous sound, and the sharp Zhuxian Jue did not break the mirror. It only wiped out a pinch of fire on the surface of the mirror. What was even more strange was that the mirror had the power to rebound, and the attack came back.

Zhao Yun was caught off guard and was struck so hard that he lost his balance.

The young man in purple smiled ferociously, and stretched out his hand from the mirror. It was like Mount Tai pressing down on the top. It was so majestic and majestic that before it really fell, it crushed a mountain peak. Zhao Yun staggered under the pressure. He was worthy of being a Xuanxian, even if only his soul was left. Even if he is only in the first level of Xuanxian, he still has a strong foundation.

boom!

Roar!

Zhao Yun forced the body-protecting Tiangang to open, and added a divine dragon's tail to the Tiangang.

The big hand covering the sky was shattered by the shock. Even the young man in purple suffered a backlash and his soul trembled. He couldn't believe how such a little immortal could have such terrifying fighting power.

"break."

Zhao Yun ascended to the sky, and with a sword, wind and thunder destroyed everything.

There was a clear and loud click, and the illusory mirror was easily penetrated by a sword, and the young man in purple who was hiding inside was forced out, like a fairy light, flying into the sky and escaping.

"Die!"

The young man in purple also had a large black flag in his hand, which he waved violently.

Suddenly, there was a strong wind in the world, and there was a flash of lightning and thunder.

As soon as Zhao Yun arrived, he was hit by a thunder and lightning, and the body-protecting immortal power was split into a ravine. The sea hurt his body, and a bloody mark was drawn on his right shoulder.

"Destroy."

The young man in purple roared angrily and waved the flag again.

Zhao Yun's legs and feet were particularly numb. In the previous moment, he flew out of the sky and avoided the lightning. His backhand was a beam of infinite light, which knocked the purple-robed young man 800 feet into the air. The big flag also fell from his hand. Cang Miao, no one knows how heavy it is, crushing another mountain peak.

"Just wait for me."

The young man in purple had a ferocious look in his eyes, and after leaving a word, he turned around and ran away.

You've been beaten into such a bear shape, how can you not run away? After all, he is in the state of the soul at the moment. He has no physical body to support the soul, and his combat power is greatly reduced. It is really not suitable to fight again. The most important thing is that this little immortal of the first level is more difficult to deal with than he imagined. It is better to escape early. right way.

Wait until he returns.

When he reports it to the Master, he will be cut into pieces.

"Where to go."

Zhao Yun was as fast as a thunderous dragon and kept chasing after him.

The young man in purple had already expected it, and waved an immortal talisman back, which was like an explosive talisman and exploded into the sky. However, he underestimated Zhao Yun's ability to withstand beatings and did not dodge.

"you....."

The young man in purple suddenly changed his expression. What kind of freak is he?

What he responded to was Zhao Yun's annihilating Yuan Shen Sword.

There were screams, and the young man in purple was slashed down from the sky with a sword and smashed into a mountain forest. Before he could stand up, he saw the five-fingered big hand under the cover of the sky. It was Zhao Yun's big Luotian hand, suppressing it with one palm.

"I am a disciple of the Qishi Xian Sect, you dare to kill me?"

The young man in purple roared, he was not stupid, he even knew how to move his own backstage.

Zhao Yun was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and pressed his palm on his Tianling Cap, searching for his soul forcefully.

Unfortunately, the soul-searching technique is ineffective against the young man in purple.

In other words, there is a restriction on the spirit of the young man in purple.

He didn't find any useful secrets, but he tortured the young man to death. The illusory soul became distorted, and the pure power of the soul was lost in strands, like bleeding.

"In the next life, don't mess with anyone you shouldn't mess with."

Zhao Yun said coldly and sacrificed the Yuanshen Sword again.

As soon as the young man in purple clothes regained consciousness, he was struck by a sword. He didn't even have time to scream, so he went on the Huangquan Road. He died in a depressed manner. The dignified fairy was actually killed by the little immortal.

Click!

In the main hall of the Immortal Sect, a jade tablet was broken.

It was the jade plaque of the young man in purple, engraved with the imprint of his soul.

People die.

The jade tablet is broken.

"How come another one dies?"

The two elders guarding the jade plaque both frowned.

It’s only been a few days! Two of the disciples sent abroad have died.

Whoosh!

Someone stepped into the hall.

He is a silver-haired disciple, with black hair like a waterfall, white clothes fluttering, and visions all over his body. Looking at the color of his hair, you can tell that he is of a special bloodline. It depends on his cultivation! The perfect eighth level of Xuanxian.

He is the holy son of the Immortal Sect: Liangqiu.

"I have met the Holy Son." The two elders saluted.

"Another one died?" Liang Qiu glanced at the broken jade token.

"This is the second one."

"He is a disciple sent somewhere."

"Let me check it out." The first elder took the scroll, which was filled with names of people. They were all disciples sent outside. Their cultivation level, name, and where they were sent were all written clearly.

After a few moments, he gave the answer:

"They are all heading towards Nantian City."

"In that case, I will go there myself." Liang Qiu said lightly.

"Why does the Holy Son need to take action for such a trivial matter?" the second elder said hurriedly.

"Is this holy son still relying on you to guide me in my actions?" Liang Qiu said calmly and disappeared like the wind.

"What's the air?" the second elder cursed secretly.

"The Holy Son went to Nantian City to propose marriage." Another elder said.

"Propose marriage?"

"That little girl from the Jiang family."

"This is interesting."

After a few words, the two elders took the files one after another.

Two disciples of the Immortal Sect have died, don't they have to make a record?

If Zhao Yun were here, he would definitely be in good hands, because he had killed these two disciples.

Speaking of Zhao Yun, he had already collected the spoils of war and left the world. When he reached the mountains, he rushed into a cave and took out the storage bag of the young man in purple. In addition to a fairy sword and the black flag, There were only two or three talismans left, as well as seven or eight hundred fairy stones.

"People here."

"Don't you take any money with you when you go out?"

Zhao Yun took a deep breath. He thought he could make a fortune by killing a mysterious immortal. Three walnuts and two jujubes were not enough work. He wanted to kidnap someone for ransom. However, this is the fairy world, and there are many people with great supernatural powers. He The so-called reverse summoning is probably not enough.

"Boss."

Long Yuan was very conscious and walked around the fairy sword.

"It's yours."

Zhao Yun smiled and waved his hand casually.

The master had spoken, but Long Yuan was not polite. The sword body trembled, and a bright light flashed out. He forcefully swallowed the immortal sword and tempered it, and it became its nourishment. The only drawback was that it was not full.

"This is a good thing."

Zhao Yun held the black battle flag and looked at it over and over.

This is indeed a treasure. Judging from the secret patterns carved on it, it should be an ancient secret magic formation. After instilling immortal power, it can use the power of annihilation. However, he is not very interested, mainly because it is not good at using it. Take advantage of it, and when you return to Nantian City, throw it into the black market and sell it for a good price.

After putting away the black battle flag, he carried the Long Yuan Sword and left the cave.

At night, there are many lush forests in the mountains, and it is even dark.

He found the direction and went straight to the depths. This was a good place to do a mission. He could smell the smell of blood, the smell of monsters, extremely violent. He listened carefully, and there were waves of low roars.

soon.

He bumped into a big guy.

It was a centipede. There was a taboo in the monster tree. It was a bloodthirsty centipede. It was dark in color and huge in size. Its big round eyes shone with a sinister light. It also had a dead body in its mouth. It was probably running away. The immortal who was doing the job failed to knock it down, but became its meal.

just do you best.

Not without reason.

A centipede like this is not something even a peak immortal would be willing to mess with.

Roar!

The bloodthirsty centipede threw away the dead body and stared at Zhao Yun, with a fierce look in its eyes. In its opinion, this little fairy seemed to be more delicious, with pure energy and blood, and extremely vigorous life spirit.

Just do it.

The bloodthirsty centipede shot out of the forest like lightning, spitting blood from its mouth.

Mr. Zhao stepped on the Wind God Step and easily avoided it, and struck with a Yuan Shen Sword.

Roar!

The screams suddenly started.

Centipede Yuan Shen was severely injured, and his eyes were still very depressed. He must be a little fairy! How could he use such a tyrannical attack? Look at this golden Soul Sword, it’s so damn powerful.

He was so scared that he turned around and ran away.

Zhao Yun naturally refused to do it, and the Yuanshen Sword destroyed everything.

The bloodthirsty centipede fell to the ground, its body completely preserved, and its soul was chopped and destroyed.

"First."

Zhao Yun flicked his hand and put it into the magic ring.

Reflecting the dim starlight, he went deeper, spreading his consciousness to the extreme. With the help of the earth's magic spell, he could sense every step of the way. Unconsciously, he stepped into a new territory, which was the blood spider's territory, and he actually escaped. His perception was like a black shadow coming from the jungle, and he opened his mouth to swallow it.

"How dare you sneak attack me."

Zhao Yun used the power of his soul to control the world of mortals and struck him head-on.

The blood spider couldn't resist and was almost cut into two pieces on the spot.

Zhao Yun quickly replenished him with a black-yellow sword energy and took him away on the spot.

"the second."

Zhao Yun walked over in one step and invited the blood spider into the ring.

He was very lucky. He destroyed two monsters and found a good spiritual grass. It was also one of the tasks. He was guarded by a powerful monster, but he knocked him down immediately.

Roar! Roar!

The dark night was stained with blood because of him.

The deeper you go, the more roars you hear from monster beasts. Each one is more ferocious than the last, and each one is larger than the last one. There are many of them that are difficult to deal with, and there are also many of them that are more powerful in combat.

But for him, there's not much pressure.

As long as he is not at the peak level of Xuanxian, he can handle it.

Three or five days passed quietly.

When he stopped again, he saw a small jade plaque on a hilltop that gathered together tasks. In order to make money, he was really dedicated and had completed a lot of tasks, large and small, but this was far from enough. To practice, buy resources, Borrowing the Star Array, buying everlasting lanterns... these all require money.

Do it yourself.

Enough food and clothing.

After finishing half the bottle of wine, Zhao Yun rushed into the darkness again.

.......

I've been delayed, so I'll start a chapter today.

Happy birthday to book friend Tianzhi! ! !