Eternal gate

Well...!

On the top of the mountain, Zhao Yun's muffled groans continued.

It had been three days since he walked onto the altar.

Looking from a distance, he was already scary enough at this moment. Not only were his seven orifices bleeding, but there were also many ravines all over his body, all of which were the backlash of the soul. Every scar on it was filled with wisps of thunder.

It was the remnant of Yuan Shen's attack, appearing in the form of thunder.

"What a monstrous descendant."

Immortal King Haotian sighed in his heart.

The Yuan Shen Monument was passed down from his ancestors, and there were countless Xuanxian-level people who had used it to practice. No matter how stunning they were, no matter how evil they were, none of them could survive two days, including him.

But this junior managed to hold on for three days.

Judging from the boy's demeanor, it seems he can last longer.

Is he old?

Has he been hiding from the world for too long?

Are all the younger generations today so defiant?

"Come."

"continue."

Zhao Yun's eyes were quite bloodshot.

He was a lunatic. He stood there forcefully, letting the Yuanshen Monument hit him and resisting desperately. The Yuanshen should have been devastated, but under the combined operation of the Ten Thousand Methods Immortality Art and the Soul-Cleaning Soul-Changing Sutra, there was nothing. There are scars to speak of.

Practicing here for three days has brought many benefits.

The soul has been refined and refined, and its ability to withstand beatings has also improved.

As time passed, he gradually got used to the pain of Yuan Shen's attack.

Just like when I was training in the past, after I got used to the pain of tearing my body, I gradually got used to it.

Whoosh!

Outside the mountain, a celestial light flew towards him and engulfed his soul.

It is the fairy light of the Immortal King Festival, and it teaches the method of controlling the Yuanshen Monument.

Zhao Yun looked at it, his eyes sparkling again.

It turns out that the attack intensity of the Soul Monument is not fixed and can be adjusted at will.

The control method is not difficult to master. He soon learned that using the power of the soul to form a sword, several secret patterns were carved on the four soul tablets, and the secret patterns merged into the stone tablets as they circulated.

Buzz!

The four Yuan Shen monuments collectively trembled, and more fierce Yuan Shen attacks followed.

Zhao Yun groaned and felt extremely groggy at this moment. He probably overestimated the resistance ability of his soul and adjusted the strength of his soul's attack. He almost stunned him with one blow, which was worse than the one he received. The soul whip is still sour and refreshing.

but.

He can handle it.

There was nothing wrong with him, but Immortal King Haotian's eyes changed. He looked at Zhao Yun as if he were a monster. What kind of freak is this kid? His Yuan Shen background is too strong.

There are not many people in the realm of Xuanxian Realm who can withstand such an intense Yuan Shen attack! Look at this person again, he is not ordinary strong! Who would dare to train the soul like this if he is not a crazy cultivator? If he is not careful, he will be injured.

On the eighth day, Zhao Yuncai stepped down from the altar.

The moment he got off the altar, he was lying on the ground, covered in blood.

It's a bit miserable, but luck and destiny are equal.

Look at his real soul. It has become much more solidified and seems to have surpassed the Xuanxian level.

"What a monster."

Immortal King Haotian, who was fishing by the river, flicked his sleeves and threw Zhao Yun into a fairy pond in the mountain.

That is not an ordinary fairy pond. It has a magical effect on nourishing the soul. After practicing at the Yuanshen Monument, soaking him in the fairy pond for two or three days is just right.

"There are many treasures here!"

After entering the fairy pond, Zhao Yun became energetic.

The water of the immortal pond is rippling, nourishing the soul through the physical body, washing away the fatigue of the real body, and feeling warm all over the body.

He never thought that being a little book boy of an Immortal King would actually get such benefits. He followed the Immortal King wherever he went and gained a lot of insights. After practicing at the Yuan Shen Monument, he was also responsible for healing his injuries.

Perhaps he was too tired and fell asleep in the fairy pond.

The Immortal King of Haotian descended like a star and took a serious look at Zhao Yun for the first time.

This kid's background is indeed not ordinary terrifying. His soul is very tyrannical and his bloodline is domineering.

Speaking of blood, he once took a drop of Zhao Yun's blood.

But he looked and looked again and again, but he still couldn't see what kind of blood it was.

He just couldn't see it.

Zhao Yun's bloodline is self-concealed. If he hadn't revealed his origin, few would have been able to tell.

But one day, he jumped out of the fairy pond.

It was still the altar on the top of the mountain, and he walked up again.

The buzzing of the four soul monuments became more violent each time, leaving his soul full of wounds.

It doesn't matter, with the support of the Immortality Art and the Soul-Changing Sutra, the scars will recover immediately. If it were anyone else, they wouldn't have such a foundation to fight here.

In the blink of an eye, March passed by quietly.

Since going to that mountain, he has almost never come down.

What he does every day is to refine his soul. When the energy is exhausted, he goes to take a dip in the fairy pond. He takes time to dance with swords, learn chess, and refine alchemy and weapons. Everything is done in an orderly manner without wasting any time.

In the peaceful practice, he gradually transformed.

"The flower of memory has not yet been found."

At night, Zhao Yun sat alone on the top of the mountain, mumbling to himself.

If he finds it, Yuhuaxian will definitely come and tell him.

Immortal materials that have not even been heard of in Taixu Realm may not be easy to find.

"come over."

From the bamboo forest, the call of the Immortal King came.

Zhao Yun regained his composure instantly and walked down the mountain top immediately.

When they arrived at the bamboo forest, they saw the Immortal Light all over Haotian Immortal King's body, and his cultivation had actually dropped to the fifth level of Xuanxian. In other words, he had used a secret method to seal his cultivation to the fifth level of Xuanxian.

The meaning is obvious.

The Immortal King should train with him at the same level.

"Isn't this good!" Zhao Yun laughed dryly.

"I will show mercy." Immortal King Haotian smiled slightly.

"Then you're welcome, junior."

Zhao Yun moved his wrist and twisted his neck hard.

He has defeated Dongxu, destroyed Taixu, and been beaten by the gods' laws, but he has never fought against the Immortal King. The moonlight is quite good tonight, so it would be a good choice to attack Haotian Immortal King.

Whoosh!

The Immortal King was as fast as lightning and struck with a palm from the air.

Mr. Zhao braved the wind and stepped forward, regretting that he punched the enemy with an unparalleled force.

boom!

The fists collided, and a piece of lightning exploded.

Looking at both sides of the fight, Zhao Yun was still standing tall, while Immortal King Haotian was embarrassed. He stepped back three or five steps, with a look of surprise on his face every time he took a step back. This boy's strength was too strong.

"The Art of Killing Immortals."

Zhao Yun reached him in two or three steps, his golden sword light destroying everything.

Immortal King Haotian no longer hides and tucks him away, and kills him with a flick of his hand.

At the same moment, starlight flew out of his body and formed a sea of ​​​​resplendent stars, drowning Zhao Yun head-on. There were electric lights flying in the sea of ​​​​stars, all of which were Tao principles and external appearances, intertwined and danced one after another.

"open."

Zhao Yun drew out the galaxy with one finger and split the immortal sea.

He climbed up to the sky in one step, and the big Luo Tianshou followed him down in the sky.

"What a powerful hand."

Immortal King Haotian frowned slightly, feeling like he was being overwhelmed by Mount Tai.

He shot through the air with one finger, shattering his big hand, and the starlight turned into a sword and struck forward.

boom!

Zhao Yun flew away and turned his hand to slash the sky.

The Immortal King's movements were strange and he avoided a blow. He transformed the starry sky with one hand and rolled Zhao Yun in. The starry sky was filled with stars, all of which were the evolution of Tao. Every starlight was a brilliant sword light.

break!

Zhao Yun turned his immortal power into a stick and thrust it straight into the sky.

After that, this is his unique skill. He holds the stick and stirs the universe violently, causing the starry sky to crack and explode. Even the Haotian Immortal King who casts the spell was shaken to the point of groaning.

Awkward!

It's so embarrassing.

He thought it would be easy to win over this junior.

Only after fighting can you know.

This kid is very good at fighting!