Eternal gate

"The sixth level."

Zhao Yun slowly opened his eyes, and the power of his blood was flying freely.

So far, he doesn't know why his origin has undergone such strange changes, but since it has transformed, it is a blessing that goes against the heavens. If his origin continues to revive like this, one day, he will Nirvana and become a complete eternal immortal. Body, oh no, to be precise, it is the complete eternal body, because the eternal immortal body only has branches of the eternal body, as well as the eternal Tao body and the celestial body.

The moon god once said.

Any bloodline can return to the original bloodline.

Zhao Yun clenched his fists tightly, and the thunder was tearing between his palms. His whole body was filled with majestic power. The origin of his bloodline was no longer so dead, but became more vibrant, and there was also hidden mysterious power.

So changing.

How could the Wushan Taoist not sense it?

In other words, he was a spectator from the beginning to the end, and because he could see it, his eyes became hotter. He never thought that a little immortal caught at random could actually be a monster, with extremely domineering blood and extensive experience like him. I don’t know what kind of inheritance it is, I just know that this kid is of a different bloodline.

baby.

He found a treasure.

After refining this little immortal, his bloodline, origin, understanding... everything will be his. Thinking of this, he once again sacrificed the fire of the soul, like a sea of ​​fire, drowning Zhao Yun.

Wow!

The troublemaker who is closer to Zhao Yun, Ma Liu retreats far away.

Obviously, this kid has been given special care by the Wushan Taoist.

"Come."

"Come as you please."

Zhao Yun was as stable as Mount Tai, allowing himself to be overwhelmed by the fire of the soul.

Before he got up, he was still sitting in meditation like an old monk. A breakthrough in cultivation did not mean that his injuries would recover. He still needed to use the fire of the soul to refine his body and heal the scars of his own soul.

"Xiao Zhaozi."

Not far away, the troublemaker called out.

It doesn't matter what he said, there was a piece of spiritual fire coming towards him, burning out his energy and blood, and also burning out his shorts. That chubby little appearance was cute no matter how you looked at it.

"You old man, if you have the guts, let us out."

Tricksters ran around the Zifu, scolding wherever they went.

Just like before, the Wushan Taoist simply ignored him and only stared at Zhao Yun. This little immortal is very strong! The fire of the soul of his peak profound immortal could not be refined for half an hour.

That’s okay too.

That kid can't run away, it's only a matter of time before he is refined.

He closed his eyes from his small world and plunged into a pool of black water.

There is a world in the water pool, and there is an underground palace hidden in it. There is a large teleportation array hidden in the underground palace. He stepped into it and revived the teleportation array with a single hand, and he reappeared as an illusory teleportation channel.

"Soon."

In the fire of the soul, there was a murmur from Zhao Yun.

It seems that the ravine in his soul has basically healed.

However, how could he really be willing to leave, because the Wushan Taoist's soul fire was really strange. Whether it was refining the physical body or tempering the soul, it had an inexplicable magical effect. It refined a lot of impurities from his body, which was rare. With such a good thing, it doesn't hurt to sit here for three to five days longer.

"Old guy, give me a bite."

Not far away, the troublemaker yelled.

As he finished speaking, a roar resounded throughout the nine heavens.

Mr. Zhao opened his eyes for a moment after hearing this, and looked up at the misty sky in astonishment. He seemed to be able to see rolling dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and a will to destroy the heaven and the earth. It must be a damn disaster!

That's right.

It's a catastrophe.

The troublemaker’s mysterious catastrophe.

That little thing is also a master with extraordinary talents. He was forced to a desperate situation and advanced unexpectedly. He is a special bloodline and his background is not weak. How could he not be greeted by a catastrophe?

Zhao Yun took a deep breath.

He wanted to use heavenly tribulation to break the situation.

Unexpectedly, the troublemaker got there first.

That's fine too.

For such a small scene, he was really wasting his use of Heavenly Tribulation.

No matter who of them opens the Heavenly Tribulation, they can break the current predicament.

"you....."

The old Wushan Taoist suddenly changed his expression, obviously he did not expect the troublemaker to advance to Xuanxian.

He hurriedly cast spells to throw it out of the Zi Mansion, but he didn't want to be struck by lightning along with it.

"I'm not leaving." The troublemaker yelled. He was not only capable of making trouble, but his escape was also very good. Like a stream of light, he managed to escape the capture of Wushan's old master and wanted to use a natural disaster to dig a big hole in Zifu.

boom!

The catastrophe will come as soon as it comes.

Three thunderbolts struck in the sky, one of which was aimed at the troublemaker, the second aimed at Zhao Yun, and the third was a veteran from Wushan who was also a master of the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder, and opened a big hole in Zi Mansion on the spot.

ah...!

The screams of the Wushan veteran were very sad.

The troublemaker took advantage of the victory to pursue him, and the disaster came again.

It was natural for those who were overcoming the tribulation to be struck by lightning. Master Zhao and the old Taoist from Wushan, who had been forced to cope with the catastrophe, were also struck to pieces. Zhao Yun was fine, Quan should have strengthened his body, but the old Taoist from Wushan was miserable. He had a restless master. , going through the tribulation in his body, it felt so good.

"about there."

The troublemaker grabbed his black iron rod and jumped out of the big hole in Zifu.

When he came out, he couldn't stand firm and almost fell down, because it was no longer the Big Dipper, but the starry sky outside the Big Dipper. He looked confused, how could he have reached the starry sky.

Whoosh!

Regardless of order, Zhao Yun also escaped from Wushan's old Taoist Zifu.

Just like a troublemaker, he didn't stand firm, and he was confused when he saw the scene in all directions. Is this the vast starry sky? Is that huge ancient star not far away the Big Dipper?

The two were confused.

The old Taoist in Wushan has a clear door.

When he was struck by lightning, he was in the transmission channel. The channel collapsed and the space was displaced. He accidentally got out of the Big Dipper and was moved to the starry sky. Because he suffered too many space cracks, he was covered in blood. God knows. After being torn apart by many spaces, the most terrifying thing was in his lower abdomen. A hole was opened in Zifu, his strength collapsed, and blood was flowing out.

"You deserve to die."

The old Wushan Taoist fired his sword, aiming at the troublemaker.

Zhao Yun took action to kill the sword light, thus protecting the troublemaker.

After a great catastrophe, he finally used it to temper his physical body and spirit. He didn't want the catastrophe to dissipate so quickly. Also, the catastrophe was a sharp weapon, so it was the most suitable one to use him to deal with the old Taoist from Wushan. To put it bluntly, he wants to join forces with the troublemaker to destroy this old guy.

"Well done."

The troublemaker is like a stream of light, heading straight for the old road in Wushan.

It didn't matter that he was gone, the calamity above his head followed him like a shadow. He was struck by black smoke, and the old Wushan Taoist's blood and bones were shattered by the strike. So what if he was a peak-level immortal, he was also afraid of being struck by lightning!

"The Art of Killing Immortals."

Zhao Yun put his fingers together and penetrated his chest with a Zhu Xian Jue.

"You kid can do it!" The troublemaker glanced sideways and glanced at Zhao Yun strangely. He was still so alive and kicking under the calamity. But after thinking about it, he was relieved. This guy is a monster, with stronger blood and more talent than him. She was also more stunning than him, able to withstand his thunder and lightning.

ah...!

The old Wushan Taoist howled angrily again, and was so embarrassed by these two little things.

He is not stupid, and he knows how to avoid the sharp edge temporarily, but he does not dare to fight against the Thunder of Punishment.

"Where to go."

Mr. Zhao moved heaven and earth, switching places with the other party.

The old Wushan Taoist was caught off guard and was dragged back again. Before he could stand still, he was enveloped by the Heavenly Tribulation. The overbearing thunderbolt, no matter who you are, can hit all of them without fail as long as you are within the range of the Heavenly Tribulation.

"Take a stick from me."

The troublemaker's stick came out like a rainbow and he used a lot of force.

The Wushan Taoist's little balls were really smashed to pieces by him.

Looking at that scene, Zhao Yun felt unnatural all over, especially a certain part of his body, which felt chilly. The trick of the troublemaker seemed to work better than any secret method. The old Wushan Taoist doubted his life with just one stick.

but.

This old guy was able to withstand the thunder and lightning and jumped out of the catastrophe.

Zhao Yun refused to do it, and a big stone thrower hit him back. The thunder and lightning were very accurate, and the Wushan old Taoist couldn't stand still. Just when he regained his footing, he ran into Zhao Yun's Yuanshen Sword, and stunned him. The soul split out of its physical body, which was struck by lightning and exploded into blood mist on the spot.

"What a mysterious spirit."

Zhao Yun murmured, staring at Wushan Old Taoist with slightly narrowed eyes.

Without the foundation of the physical body, he could clearly see the opponent's soul body. The whole body was blooming with golden light and burning with hot flames. He was obviously a person, but at first glance, he looked like a sun.

"I can't hold it anymore."

The troublemaker was knocked out of sight and concentrated on fighting against the catastrophe.

His moment of relaxation gave Wushan the old Taoist a chance, and he used some secret method to jump through space, once again escaping from the scope of the heavenly tribulation, and his soul body was completely devastated.

"open."

Zhao Yun was in a desperate situation and pursued him all the way.

With his bloodline resurrected, he has indeed transformed into a stronger and more terrifying person. Even in this desperate state, he is extremely domineering. Coupled with the centuries-old evil spirit of the mortal world, even Wushan's old Taoist was shocked when he saw it. The little immortal actually had such terrifying combat power, compared to him. Any immortal I have ever seen is stronger.

"Are you really going to fight to the death?" Wushan Taoist shouted angrily.

"Keeping you here for the New Year?" Zhao Yun said calmly, knocking him over with two punches.

"Kill." The Wushan old Taoist's face was ferocious, and a bright fairy light shot out from the center of his eyebrows. After taking a closer look, he realized that it was a shining golden copper furnace, which should be his natal magical weapon.

Well...!

Zhao Yun was hit hard and staggered due to the pressure.

Long Yuan's sword buzzed and trembled, and the sword knocked over the golden copper furnace.

Well...!

The old Wushan Taoist also groaned, suffering the backlash of his natal magical weapon.

Zhao Yun came with a roll of evil energy and nearly destroyed his spirit with a punch. The thunder from the sky came out of the body at the same moment and turned into a sword light, removing the Wushan old man's arm. Long Yuan found a hole and inserted needles, destroying his foundation.

ah...!

The Wushan old Taoist's scream was even more pitiful than the wail of a ghost.

Without a physical body, his soul was frequently injured. As a peak mysterious immortal, his fighting power was no longer strong. He could no longer withstand Zhao Yun's attack. He was defeated along the way, and a lot of his pure soul power was withered.

Zheng!

The sound of sword chanting started again, and Zhao Yunyuan's Divine Sword struck out forcefully.

The old Wushan Taoist had just settled down, and half of his soul was killed. No matter how hard it was to contain the collapse of vitality, the golden soul began to collapse inch by inch. No matter how he performed magic, he could not reshape it.

"it's over."

Zhao Yun used his original war spear to throw it through the air.

The golden war spear is like a golden light, adding a bright color to the starry sky. It is not only dazzling to look at, but its power is also devastating? A real killing blow.