Eternal gate

boom!

The Son of Sunset God fell to the ground, and half of the battle platform collapsed.

Mr. Zhao was holding the Longyuan Sword in his hand, and his whole body was torn apart by thunder and lightning.

ah...!

The Son of Sunset God howled, wanting to get up and fight again.

However, he was already powerless and was too seriously injured.

"enough."

Before Zhao Yun could make a killing move, he heard a cold shout.

It is the old Taoist Shangtian who has landed on the battlefield, and the pressure of the Immortal King has swept over him.

Zhao Yun groaned, feeling that an eight thousand-foot giant mountain was pressing towards him, and his soul was distorted by the pressure. He had reason to believe that with just one thought from the opponent, he could be crushed into ashes.

"Old Taoist...do you think that I don't exist?"

The Taoist Immortal blocked Zhao Yun in no particular order.

He also fully activated his aura and blocked the opponent's power.

The old Taoist Shangtian was a little embarrassed, and his murderous intent was rampant. He didn't know whether he was angry because of the defeat or because of the Taoist immortal. At this moment, he really wanted to find someone to fight to the death.

"If you want to fight...I will accompany you."

Daoxian didn't give in at all and fought back on the spot.

Shangtian Laodao snorted coldly, but did not have an attack in the end.

He picked up the Son of Sunset God in one hand and turned to leave.

"Leave things behind."

Behind him... Tao Xian said lightly.

The old Taoist Shang Tian had a livid face, but he still brushed his hands.

I saw a black light flying out of his sleeve. It was a small cauldron, or to be more precise, half a small cauldron. The whole body revealed the aura of vicissitudes of life. It was obviously only as big as a palm, but it was majestic and majestic.

Daoxian took it casually, his eyes shining brightly.

Zhao Yun took a look, full of curiosity.

The Taoist Immortal asked him to fight, seemingly just for this half of the small cauldron. Even the Taoist Immortal's eyes were shining, and he knew that this cauldron was very extraordinary, but he didn't know who made it, and what specific abilities it had.

"This matter... is not over yet."

Old Taoist Shang Tian said a cruel word and flew into the sky.

He had suppressed his anger and spent a lot of money to invite the Son of Sunset God to come, but he actually lost the battle. This was not over yet. The guy was injured so badly that he had to come up with any elixir to heal his wounds.

The Sunset Cult said, take them away completely and bring them back completely.

If he returns a half-dead Son of Sunset God, the other party may not do it.

What hurt him the most was the half-small cauldron. It was no ordinary object.

"Holy Lord Da Luo...just wait for me."

Old Taoist Shangtian gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

The one who was even angrier than him was the Son of Sunset God. Even though he was paralyzed and only half of his soul was injured, he still screamed. He was kidnapped and beaten before, but now he was defeated even more miserably in a fight.

"That old man, I'm afraid he won't let me go."

Below... Mr. Zhao sat down on the ground.

The way Shangtian Laodao looked at him before he left was not very kind.

"The Da Luo Immortal Sect has enemies all over the world, and we don't care if there is one more of them." Dao Immortal was still holding the small cauldron to look at.

Hearing this... Zhao Yun wanted to scold his mother.

Some people! It really hurts my back to stand and talk.

"Senior, what is this?"

Yun Liangzi floated out and scanned the small cauldron curiously.

Zhao Yun also looked over, pricking up his ears and waiting to hear the story.

"Supreme Cauldron." Dao Immortal smiled.

As he spoke...he also took out something from his arms.

That was also half a small cauldron, which fit perfectly with this half. When the two small black cauldrons were put together, they were both buzzing and trembling. There were lines flowing on them. They were originally one body, and there was a natural reaction between the two.

"Supreme Cauldron?"

Zhao Yun looked confused, and Yun Cangzi didn't know why, as he had never heard of it.

The Taoist immortal didn't say much and put the two half-pieces of the small cauldron together to make it complete.

The tripod is complete, but the small crack on the tripod cannot be erased.

Zhao Yun didn't hear much and sat down cross-legged.

The battle was so fierce that his body was destroyed.

It’s true that a person who can be a son of God is not an ordinary person. For example, the Son of Sunset God, although he is not a good bird, there is no doubt about his combat power, and he should be ranked high among his peers.

It takes half a month.

Only then did he reshape his body.

In the past half month, Taoist Immortal has not been idle, either studying the Supreme Cauldron or Mr. Zhao. This little rabbit is so interesting. He is a dabbler in eternity, but he is a genuine Tiansha Lone Star. Master Mingming comes from Daluo Immortal Sect, but he is familiar with it. Various inherited secret techniques, such as the Holy Technique of Dou Zhan and the Heavenly Thunder Technique of Taichu, are all secrets that have not been passed down, and even he does not understand them.

"You said you gave me a chance." Zhao Yun rubbed his hands and smiled.

"I keep my word." Dao Xian stretched his waist and finally accepted the Supreme Cauldron.

When it was over, Mr. Zhao was carried away again.

Zhao Yun was probably used to it, his hands and feet were drooping, and he was hopeless.

It's also a blessing that Palace Master Yaoyue and Bu Niantian are not here, otherwise... I would definitely have a good chat with the Taoist Immortal. After all, you are my husband-in-law, please be gentle? After all, he is the Holy Master of the Great Luo Immortal Sect. How can he save some face?

This is nothing.

If the Moon God was here, it wouldn't be a problem to talk about.

Whoosh!

Dao Xian increased his speed again, like a ray of light streaking across the starry sky.

He has nothing in mind, and he puts his fingers aside to deduce everything.

"Senior, I want to learn the deduction method." Zhao Yun said with a smile.

"Let's learn!" Dao Xian replied casually, then put his fingers aside to calculate again.

"No one taught me." Zhao Yun took a deep breath.

"Bu Nian Tian never taught you?" Tao Xian said leisurely.

"I want to learn Taoism." Zhao Yun said with profound meaning.

"Teach me the secret of longevity, and I will teach you the art of heaven."

"My master once said that the secret of immortality is not allowed to be taught to outsiders."

"My master also said that Tianji Technique is only taught to family members."

The Taoist immortal glanced sideways at Mr. Zhao and opened his mouth to imitate the Taoist immortal method. Why is his face so big?

Zhao Yun coughed dryly and thought to himself whether he should give the collector's edition of the new year's goods to some Taoist immortals.

The two of them appeared again in a bamboo forest.

This is a small world with the sound of ancient scriptures.

Deep in the bamboo forest, there are three or two bamboo buildings.

When the two arrived, they saw a woman in white sitting cross-legged under an old tree, meditating.

Zhao Yun was surprised when he saw it. This woman's bloodline was so strange that it was quite similar to that of the Daluo Saint, but there were some differences. She should be a branch of the same bloodline. This could be seen by looking at the strange appearance of the two people.

"Master."

Seeing the Taoist Immortal, the woman in white got up in a panic.

Only then did Zhao Yun realize that the woman in white was the disciple of Taoist Immortal.

This is interesting. The bloodlines of the disciples of the Immortal Immortal and the disciples of the Taoist Immortal are so similar. They should be equally talented and beautiful! They are all inferior to the one with peerless appearance.

"My cultivation has improved again."

Dao Xian smiled and put Mr. Zhao down casually.

The woman in white looked sideways, scanning Zhao Yun up and down.

Looking at it like this, she was also surprised. Why did this person have such a strong evil spirit, and his bloodline, which made her feel quite depressed. He was a crouching tiger, hidden dragon in the fairy world, and he was a monster that defied the heavens.

Looking at it, she subconsciously picked up a portrait.

In the portrait, it is Mr. Zhao who is painted, and the depiction is lifelike.

"Holy Lord Da Luo?"

After comparing them, the woman in white looked at Zhao Yun again.

"Don't listen to the nonsense from the outside world." Zhao Yun smiled.

"Fellow Taoist, you don't have to be modest." The woman in white also whispered and smiled.

Tao Xian, on the other hand, looked at the two of them quietly with his hands folded, and wanted to ask: Did you two call?

"Boy...if you hold her up, you will be a Taoist." Yun Cangzi sent a message to Zhao Yun.

There is another part to what he said: If you become a Taoist, you can learn the art of heaven.

Zhao Yun didn't answer, he reached into the eternal world and tied a bow for Yun Cangzi.