Eternal gate

Zhao Yun left, and gradually drifted away under the watch of the old Taoist Youyou.

To be honest, he found Zhao Yun very pleasing to his eyes, at least much better than some sanctimonious people, such as Liao Yang from the Holy Land of Destruction, who looked like a human but was actually extremely cruel.

After Zhao Yun had gone far, he returned to the underground palace and quietly guarded his master.

After many years, their lineage finally had a leader.

Well, that’s his master. Who said women are inferior to men? A peak immortal king like him could be knocked down by his master with one slap. Even if Niantian and Mengxian were not here, he still had to avoid the three masters. point.

"When I recover, I will make them pay with blood."

Feng Yin's words sounded again, cold and silent.

She was lucky. Fortunately, after the inheritance collapsed, she still had a disciple who silently protected her.

A friend in need is a friend indeed, and this disciple was not in vain.

Here, Zhao Yun has entered the domain gate passage.

The red envelope sealed by Youyou Laodao has been opened by him.

Such as magical weapons and secret treasures, all were thrown to Long Yuan so that he could have a full meal.

Such as elixirs and elixirs, they were naturally divided into two. Dapeng was bled, and he was drained of energy and blood. He was all wilted. It was necessary to take some supplements.

Buzz!

He took out the sky mirror again, hung it in the palm of his hand and took a look.

The destructive power of this mirror is indeed fierce enough, because ordinary attacks cannot open the domain gate passage. It is only broken. If it is intact, the power must be more terrifying.

"Is there any way to repair it?" Zhao Yun asked.

"It's difficult." Yunyan heard from her dream.

"It's difficult but there is hope." Mr. Zhao was quite optimistic, holding the sky mirror and wiping it again and again.

"What a strange boy." He was the only one who could hear the Sword Master's murmur. He was extremely surprised. He was surprised where Zhao Yun got the Heaven-Reflecting Mirror Technique. Even if he didn't read the sky, he might not be familiar with it!

I don’t know what day it was before the two of them left the domain.

As soon as he entered his eyes, he saw flames soaring into the sky in the distance, and there was a roar.

You don't need to look to know that someone is at war.

"What a big noise." Dapeng looked around with all his eyes.

"We're here." Zhao Yun buried his head in looking at the map.

The Holy Land of Kunlun is not far away. Looking from here, you can vaguely see a fairy mountain, bathed in clouds and mist, accompanied by a gushing splendor.

It is indeed a first-class holy land. Even though it is far away, the sound of the word still resounds throughout the whole world.

Both of them put on black robes and covered themselves up before running towards that direction.

The closer the distance, the greater the fluctuations of the battle, forming layers of energy and spreading in all directions.

Zhao Yun once raised his eyes and could see fairy rainbows streaking across the sky. Each fairy rainbow was filled with a person, both senior and junior, and all of them were obviously here to participate in the grand event.

"There are so many people!"

When the battle came to the world, Dapeng couldn't help but sigh.

There are crowds of people from all directions, with their hands clasped behind their backs. Where can I watch a show?

Those who watched the excitement did not think it was a big deal, and there were shouts and shouts one after another.

Looking at the battlers, they are a purple-robed Taoist and a mighty man.

"Barbarian blood."

The first thing Zhao Yun saw was the mighty man. He must be three or four meters tall, with a majestic body and a heroic physique. He was bare-chested, showing his strength, especially his pair of copper bell-like eyes, which were piercing and bright. There seemed to be flames burning in the middle, and with the mace in his hand, he was extremely powerful.

"He should have had some conversations with a generation of barbarian kings." Dapeng said with his hands in his hands.

Indeed, they are both of barbarian descent, how could they not have a connection?

After seeing the mighty man, Zhao Yun saw the purple-robed Taoist again. He was truly an immortal, with a unique aloof temperament. Although he was not as majestic as the man, his immortal skills were so outstanding that every strike eclipsed the sky and the earth.

"He is a true master." Yun Yan said.

Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows after hearing this. Is this the guy who bought the Celestial Immortal Bone from Master Wangxiang?

The people of the Black Abyss Holy Land are indeed not invincible. The peak-level Immortal King is powerful enough in combat.

However, the mighty and arrogant man is also able to block it. He is holding a mace and opening and closing, and he has a majestic style that can defeat all kinds of weapons. Look at his domineering body, which is torn apart by thunder and lightning. Ordinary attacks cannot break through the defense at all.

The two fought equally, and the sky collapsed again and again.

More people came and chose a comfortable place to be loyal spectators.

Even before the grand party started, the battle was already in full swing outside the mountain, which was really interesting.

Zhao Yun raised his eyes from the sky, like a vendor selling goods, worming his way through the crowd. Every time he passed a person, he scanned them up and down. No one, old or young, was spared.

What if Feng Wu’s true form used the transformation technique?

That girl is very good at escaping, and she's probably also good at disguising herself.

Dapeng was also looking for it, but he was smelling it with his nose.

This is not a talent, but a secret technique learned from the Tengu clan.

"Not here yet?"

Zhao Yun muttered all the way, but there was no trace of Feng Wu himself.

He believed that this guess was very reliable.

You know, he and Dapeng used domain gates to teleport.

If Feng Wu himself only relied on the teleportation formation, he would naturally not be as fast as them.

Feng Wu was not found, but Zhao Yun saw an acquaintance: Yan Yu.

Today, she was disguised as a man, standing in a corner of the crowd, quietly watching the battle.

It wasn't until Zhao Yun looked that she subconsciously glanced sideways and recognized Mr. Zhao at a glance.

A woman’s sixth sense! Bit of magical Turin.

"Holy Lord Daluo, we meet again." Yanyu said with a sweet smile.

"It's easy to talk about." Mr. Zhao replied while looking left and right.

"What are you looking for?" Yanyu smiled.

"I have seen her before." Zhao Yun conveyed his spiritual consciousness and rolled up the image of Feng Wu.

Yanyu looked at it and shook her head slightly, feeling a little strange because that woman was very beautiful.

"Your master is here." Zhao Yun said again.

"In retreat." Yanyu said, subconsciously following Zhao Yun's footsteps, silently opening the secret method, and also helping to search. Looking at Zhao Yun's expression, he knew that the woman was very important to him.

Zhao Yun still hasn't found Feng Wu himself. His acquaintances are one after another, such as the Immortal King of the Second Mine and the Son of God of the Holy Land of Destruction. They are all standing in the clouds, enjoying the battle comfortably.

No!

When Zhao Yun and Dapeng met again, they both shook their heads.

Perhaps Feng Wu himself has not arrived yet and is still on the way.

boom!

The mighty man and the master of Zhenjue struck hard again, and the halo of destruction spread.

The spectators suffered a lot, and those with weak cultivation were knocked over one after another.

"You two fellow Taoists, why don't you take a break and come in for a cup of tea."

In the Kunlun Fairy Mountain, a ethereal and gentle laughter came out.

Everyone knew that it was Kunlun Immortal Lord, and finally couldn't help but speak.

Needless to say, Zhenjue Taoist and Xiongwu Manghan really gave up. After all, they were in front of the Kunlun Holy Land. After all, they were all here to participate in the Kunlun event. They had to give the host the face.

Although the fight was over, the two men were quite hostile.

Especially the heroic and arrogant man, you can tell at a glance that he is not going to have a good time.

The show is over.

Onlookers gathered at the Kunlun Holy Land.

There were also those who didn't go, and they all watched helplessly...because there was no invitation.

The Kunlun event is no ordinary event, and everyone with invitations is from a very big party.

"Go to the gala and look for it."

Zhao Yun and Yan Yu were shoulder to shoulder, walking along with the crowd.

As for Dapeng, Zhao Yun stuffed it into the eternal world.

There is no way, there is only one invitation.