Eternal gate

Zifu.

Zhao Yunyi is like a tourist, walking and watching.

As for the troublemaker! He was beaten of course.

Mr. Zhao would not hit his children easily unless he couldn't help it. Because he was in a bad mood, he gave the kid three consecutive throws and fainted on the spot. At this moment, Zhao Yun was carrying one leg and walking back and forth, looking at him from afar. , I don’t know, I thought I was carrying a rabbit?

boom!

At an unknown moment, Zi Mansion trembled.

When it was over, a black flame ignited in the small world.

"The fire of the soul."

Zhao Yun picked up a strand and held it in his palm to look at it.

It is undoubtedly the fire of the soul.

It seems that the old Taoist from Wushan wants to use this method to refine them.

The reason is simple. He and the troublemaker will become each other's nourishment.

Speaking of the troublemaker, he finally woke up. His fleshy little face was as black as charcoal. He was the pinnacle of immortals, but he was actually beaten by a little immortal. This kid was very cruel.

"I'll let you do it."

Zhao Yun was quite vindictive and gave the little brother who was the troublemaker a quick flick.

Now, the troublemaker was in tears. He had always been the one who made trouble for others. Today, it was the first time that someone called him his little brother. He felt more than sour and happy. He was almost in a state of ecstasy.

"Junior, you had a lot of fun playing!"

In the Zi Mansion, the faint smile of the Wushan Taoist rang out.

Zhao Yun simply ignored it and was still peeking into the world of Zi Mansion.

On the other hand, he was a troublemaker, so he yelled, "If you have the guts, let us out."

"Noisy."

The old Wushan Taoist was too lazy to respond and used his mysterious power to isolate himself.

But the fire of the soul in the small world is burning more and more fiercely.

Zhao Yunhuan looked around and saw that his energy and blood had been refined a lot.

If you continue like this, if you don't resist, you will be turned into ashes sooner or later.

"You old fool."

"I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost."

The troublemaker jumped three feet high and scolded him with great enthusiasm.

Despite the scolding, his condition was not very good, and his energy and blood had been refined a lot.

"I haven't married a wife yet?"

As time passed, this thing gradually withered.

Zhao Yun, on the other hand, leaned forward steadily, like an old monk sitting in meditation, not knowing what he was meditating on.

Not long ago, he was still thinking about how to go out.

At this moment! He doesn't want to leave just yet.

Wushan Old Taoist's Zifu is very strange, and Wushan Old Taoist's soul is even more strange. With the fire of his soul, he can not only temper his soul, but also heal the scars of his soul.

So, let's temper it.

If this is the case, then wait until the injury is healed before unleashing the Heavenly Tribulation.

"We are all going to die. Let me swallow that black iron rod of yours!" Zhao Yun was silent, but Long Yuan was restless. He jumped out of the ring and hung in front of the troublemaker, buzzing. trembling.

"Can you talk?"

The troublemaker touched his chin, looking curious.

Although he is not tall, his vision is not low, and this sword is very extraordinary.

"What do you want me to ask you?" Long Yuan poked the troublemaker.

"Get out of here." The troublemaker yelled and wanted to swallow my weapon. How can you be so capable!

Buzz!

When the two were bickering, Zhao Yun suddenly trembled.

Long Yuan returned instantly and circled around his master.

The troublemaker raised his eyebrows and moved closer.

Zhao Yun frowned slightly and his body was extremely unstable.

To be precise, it was his origin that was stirring, causing waves.

When he looked inside the alchemy sea, he saw that the power of the mortal world was assimilated by his bloodline and integrated into the origin. The origin instantly became more vigorous, more vigorous, and more vitality.

what's the situation?

Zhao Yun was quite puzzled that Origin actually swallowed up the power of the mortal world.

Moreover, the origin of the power of the mortal world seems to have become more refined.

"Is it because of this soul fire?"

Zhao Yun said something in his heart and slowly opened his eyes.

This is the Zifu of Wushan Old Taoist. The Zifu is filled with the fire of Wushan Old Taoist's soul. He used the fire to temper his soul and his body. This is how he activated his original power of swallowing the world of mortals?

He knew it would never be that simple.

If Moon God was still around, he would be able to give him a reasonable explanation.

If the Moon God were still around, he would probably sigh when he saw this scene.

Another coincidence of circumstances gave Zhao Yun a fate that defied the heavens. Although his eternal origin was so thin that it was almost invisible, it did not mean that the origin would not be revived.

Since we need to recover, we need strength to fill it.

And his power of mortal world is extremely suitable. It is not only a force, but also a key, which will open the door to the recovery of the origin.

As for the Wushan Taoist's soul fire, it certainly contributed a lot.

This is not an ordinary primordial spirit, nor is it an ordinary primordial spirit fire. It has an innate ability that can promote the transformation of bloodlines. Of course, it does not work for all bloodlines.

What a coincidence, the Eternal Immortal Body is among them.

I'm afraid even Wushan Taoist himself doesn't know that his Yuan Shen Fire has such magical effects.

Well...!

Zhao Yun groaned, his body hurting from the collision.

The Wushan Taoist's soul fire also became more and more raging, drowning him again and again, turning into wisps and wisps, penetrating his body's acupuncture points, and invading his body.

"It's burning."

The troublemaker yelled and took a step back.

From this point of view, Zhao Yun is no longer a person, but a ball of flames.

Bo...!

Only Zhao Yun could hear such a sound.

He actually advanced and powerfully broke into the second level of Immortal.

Generally speaking, it is impossible for those who have not passed through the Heavenly Tribulation to advance. However, he is an anomaly. It happened once in Daxia that he advanced before passing through the Heavenly Tribulation.

"Why did you break through?"

The troublemaker's eyes were round and the corners of his mouth were twitching.

It’s not over yet.

Along with the breakthrough in realm, his origin surged again.

This time, what was assimilated by the bloodline was his immeasurable immortal light, which also merged into the origin.

Bo...!

It was this sound again, resounding in the dark.

Zhao Yun's Immortal's second level advanced again.

"Is it so bizarre?"

The troublemaker looked confused. When did the advancement become so casual?

He took a look at himself, but there was no sign of a breakthrough. Was it because he had made too many troubles and there was something wrong with his character?

Buzz!

Zhao Yun's transformation is still continuing.

The immeasurable immortal light melted, and the power of the underworld marriage was also absorbed.

After that, the Taiyin Qi and Xuanhuang Qi were also assimilated by the origin.

In these few moments, Zhao Yun's cultivation reached the sixth level.

Still not finished.

His turbulent origin even dragged away the thunder.

However, in the next moment, Tianlei was spit back again.

This wave of operations seems to be explaining something: You don’t taste good.

"what's the situation."

The troublemaker was a little confused, scratching his head and ears.

Advanced cultivation! He has seen too much, but this is the first time he has seen someone like this soaring person.

Zhao Yun was also confused.

So much power has been absorbed by the origin.

He originally integrated these powers and seemed to possess a kind of divine power.

He could clearly feel that his bloodline was transforming, as if a seed was taking root and sprouting. Previously, his body was poor and unable to conceive, but now, it seemed that he was being irrigated by a kind of divine power.