Eternal gate

Gudong!

Seeing Haoyu flying around, Zhao Yun secretly swallowed his saliva.

Although Yunyan himself is not as good as the Moon God, he seems to be ridiculously strong. He is as terrifying as the Immortal King Haoyu. He was defeated with one move. This is just a random finger. If the combat power is fully used, it is possible to kill him.

boom!

The falling Immortal King Haoyu caused a mountain to collapse.

As the rubble collapsed and flew, he shot up into the sky like a bright fairy light, his face quite ferocious. Just now, he did not use all his strength because the other party was a virtual image of the dream road. It was unthinkable! An imaginary image of the Tao of Dreams was able to reverse the original form, catching him off guard.

Whoosh!

The female fairy king appears like a ghost and comes like a dream.

Immortal King Haoyu raised his arms and summoned a sea of ​​stars that filled the sky, drowning the clouds and smoke.

seal up!

Haoyu gave a cold scolding, and the sea of ​​stars surged and rolled.

After it was over, he saw a crystal jade hand shoot out from the sea of ​​​​stars, and flipped him out with one palm.

"How can it be."

Haoyu groaned in a dull voice, seeing the female fairy king walking out of the sea of ​​​​stars.

He couldn't believe it, he was his vision of the sea of ​​stars! He couldn't suppress the other party at all.

"court death."

Immortal King Haoyu became fierce, his eyebrows flashed with fairy light, and a small tower flew out.

With a bang, the small tower became as huge as a mountain, shattering the mountains in all directions. Even Zhao Yun in the distance was knocked over by a layer of powerful energy. Fortunately, it was far away, otherwise he would be crushed into ashes.

This is the terrifying thing about the Immortal King's natal weapon.

Immortal King. If the soldiers are mobilized by the Immortal King, they will have the power of destruction.

"Suppression."

Immortal King Haoyu made a secret with one hand, and the pagoda came from the sky.

The Immortal King's soldiers were so powerful that they shook the whole world.

The female fairy king looked indifferent and didn't even look at the pagoda. She just hit the pagoda with a random palm, causing cracks to explode. The secret patterns engraved on the pagoda also collapsed in an instant, and the hot brilliance dimmed instantly.

puff!

Immortal King Haoyu spurted blood and flipped out for the third time.

The backlash from the damage to his natal weapon left half of his body covered in flesh and blood.

His expression was no longer ferocious, but one of unconcealable horror.

This bitch was so strong that she destroyed his life weapon with one palm. It was made of supreme immortal iron and had been refined by him for more than a thousand years! He was so weak in front of him.

"You forced me to do this."

Immortal King Haoyu gritted his teeth and calmed down.

Seeing him clasping his hands together, an ancient immortal pattern was carved between his eyebrows, and even his white hair turned into blood. He must have opened a forbidden method to increase his combat power, and even his immortal power became more violent.

Buzz!

With a buzzing sound, a giant door rising up from the sky emerged from the ground behind him.

When the female fairy king in white arrived, the huge door opened. Inside the door was a pitch-black area with no end in sight, as if it was connected to hell. The cold loneliness and the wails of the ghosts could be clearly heard.

"Buddha Dharma Shura Sect?"

Zhao Yun couldn't help but frown when he saw it. He had seen such a secret method more than once.

But he knew that it was not comparable to Buddhism and Shuramen, because it contained the power of destruction.

In just a moment, the female fairy king was taken in by the giant door.

In just a moment, the giant door closed with a bang.

"This is the price for messing with me."

Immortal King Haoyu snorted coldly and placed a seal on the giant door.

Then came the slap-in-the-face scene, with the huge door buzzing and trembling, the female fairy king killed herself and came out, without any embarrassment, just like the fairy in the dream, her clothes were spotless, holy and flawless.

"I...poof..."

Immortal King Haoyu's old blood spurts out his domineering aura.

This was his trump card, and it was broken so easily.

Whoosh!

The female fairy king arrives again, with crystal clear jade hands.

Immortal King Haotian did not dare to fight hard, so he stepped up to the sky, flipped his hand and slashed down with a starlight sword, and then there was a dark cloud curtain, covering the vast starry sky and covering the entire earth.

The female fairy king flicked her hand and destroyed the star sword.

As for the dark curtain covering the sky, it was cut open by her immortal river.

Well...!

Immortal King Haotian groaned and stepped back step by step.

The fear in his eyes was even worse, why was the other party so strong.

"Can't fight."

The guy turned around and ran away without even thinking about it.

The female fairy king is faster than him, and her dream skills are incredible.

"Do you really want to fight to the death?" Immortal King Haoyu's eyes were scarlet.

"If you touch my disciple, there will be no way for you to survive in heaven or on earth." The female fairy king opened her lips slightly.

"Do you really think I'm afraid of you?" Immortal King Haoyu gritted his teeth. His life weapon had collapsed. This time he sacrificed it again. It was as huge as a mountain, and it was swept by violent starlight.

This is not an attack.

He is going to blow up his life weapon.

And indeed it is.

What followed was a thundering roar that resounded throughout the world.

The Immortal King-level natal weapon exploded with a bang, and the power that exploded was naturally devastating. Moreover, all the power was directed at the female Immortal King, forming a black starlight that engulfed her.

puff!

Immortal King Haotian lost his footing and coughed up blood.

His natal weapon had self-destructed, so it was strange that he could feel better.

To escape for one's life.

He couldn't care so much anymore.

"One day, I will settle the score with you."

Immortal King Haoyu flew into the sky and escaped without looking back.

He knew that even if he blew himself up, he wouldn't be able to kill the opponent.

"You...can you leave?"

The faint words resounded throughout the sky.

Before he could finish his words, he saw the female fairy king coming like a dream.

Zheng!

With just one delicate jade finger, she penetrated the center of Immortal King Haoyu's eyebrows with one strike.

Also pierced through was the head and natal soul of Immortal King Haoyu. .

Killer.

A complete kill.

Haoyu's scarlet eyes gradually disappeared.

His expression before death was exactly the same as that of his junior brother, full of fear and depression. When going out today, he should read the almanac instead of going out for a walk. He didn't get the eternal immortal body, so he was sent to hell. This female fairy king who ran out of nowhere is so damn scary.

He died, like a meteorite that had lost all its light, falling from the sky and smashing into the sea. His heavy body smashed into a huge wave.

By the time Zhao Yun came after him, Canghai had fallen into chaos.

In the messy world, only the dreamy figure of the female fairy king remained.

Obviously, Immortal King Haoyu has been destroyed.

The female fairy king descended from the sky and stood gracefully in front of Zhao Yun.

"Should I call you Yun Yan, or should I call you Fairy Queen?" Zhao Yun whispered.

"As you like." The female fairy king smiled lightly, flicked her sleeves, and brushed Zhao Yun's face.

Zhao Yun felt sleepy and fell into a deep sleep.

The Fairy Queen reached out her hand again and gently touched his face.

This is the person Yunyan misses the most in his memory.

Zhao Yun opened his eyes again, but he didn't react for a while.

When Zhan stood up, he realized that he was on a layer of stone steps.

"This is...Zizhu Peak?"

Zhao Yun was stunned and looked around subconsciously.

Yes, it is Tianzong Zizhu Peak, but why is he here and returned to the mortal world?

"Why are you dazed? Let's go!"

Suddenly, I heard a whisper behind me.

Looking back, I realized that it was Yun Yan, holding a food basket in his hand. When passing by Zhao Yun, he put the food basket into Zhao Yun's hand. The meaning was obvious, I am the master and you are the disciple, you take it.

Is Zhao Yun still covered? He looked at the food basket in astonishment.

When he raised his eyes, Yun Yan had already gone up the stone steps.

"I said....."

Zhao Yun took three steps and two steps together and hurriedly chased after him.

When he caught up, he looked at the clouds and smoke like a monkey, looking up and down, left and right, looking at it, and wanted to reach out and squeeze it. Was he sleepy? I can't tell the difference between reality and fiction.

"I've seen enough." Yun Yan glanced sideways.

"Is this a dream?" Zhao Yun asked subconsciously.

"Dreams are illusions...but also real."

"Then are you Yunyan or the female fairy king."

"I am your master." Yun Yan whispered and smiled.

Zizhu Peak... is just like in the memory, quiet and peaceful.

There is no Mu Qinghan here, nor are there any Tianzong elders or disciples.

Zhao Yun was spinning around, still a little confused.

He climbed to the top of Zizhu Peak and watched with all his eyes.

However, all he saw was a hazy cloud and mist. The whole world seemed to be only Zizhu Peak, and no one could be seen. He wanted to go out and take a look, but was blocked by an invisible barrier.

Looking at the clouds and smoke, he walked up to the stove with the vegetable basket in hand.

She is the master of Zizhu Peak, and she is also like a gentle wife. She is cooking dinner for her husband when the moon is full. No matter where you look, she looks gentle and virtuous, and her smile is very soft.

Zhao Yun put his hands in his hands and walked back and forth on the stove.

The Yunyan in his memory was not so gentle. She would burn incense without hanging it on the tree for you. Why do you still want her to cook? But having said that, Yunyan wearing an apron does have a unique flavor.

Dinner is ready quickly.

There is still no one else here.

"In the past hundred years... you have missed me."

Yun Yan held the chopsticks and picked food for Zhao Yun again and again.

She is really like a gentle wife, her smile is so tender.

"Think about it."

Zhao Yun smiled and raised his chopsticks.

The food cooked by the chef is still delicious.

After meal.

He put his hands in his hands again and sat under the old tree.

As wise as he is, he can't figure out what the situation is at this moment.

Really a dream?

What do you think about every day and dream about every night?

Thinking of this, he looked at Yun Yan, "You... give me a squeeze on your shoulders."

Yun Yan was obedient and actually walked around behind Zhao Yun, squeezing his shoulders and thumping his back.

"Hmm...not bad." Zhao Yun looked satisfied.

"In the past, did you often imagine this scene?" Yun Yan said with a smile.

"I have too many fantasies." Mr. Zhao crossed his legs, "I will let you beat me every two days."

"What you want, master, is what you want today." Yun Yan whispered.

"How can you be so embarrassed?" Zhao Yun simply stretched out his legs and said, "Pinch your legs for me."

Don't say it.

Yunyan is really obedient.

Mr. Zhao is not as comfortable as usual, enjoying himself like an old man.

This dream is really good. The lofty ideal I had back then has finally come true.

It's a good thing that the moon god is not here, otherwise there will be a lot of curses. It's just what you thought and wished, so you just pinch your shoulders? Just beat your legs? It’s a bit of a special program! For example...do a strip dance, for example...a spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold. If you say it, Yunyan will really do it.

At some point, Yun Yan stopped, took Zhao Yun's arm, and leaned her cheek on her disciple's shoulder.

Zhao Yun rolled his eyes.

To be honest, he wasn't fantasizing about this.

"After many years, you will still remember me."

Yun Yan whispered, whether it was a murmur or talking to Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun looked confused when he heard this. This dream... always felt strange.

"Yes." He still answered Yun Yan's question.

"Thank you for remembering me." Yun Yan smiled sweetly.