Eternal gate

As soon as Zhao Yun sat down, it lasted three to five days.

The restoration of bloodline built a bridge for him.

He finally saw the door to the Taixu Realm, and there was only one chance to break through it immediately.

"Why aren't you awake yet?"

In the dark, there were many people gathering together and muttering.

It's the same group of talented people who always think about bleeding the eternal body.

Eh?

When everyone looked at it, they suddenly saw a fairy rainbow crossing the sky.

Oh no, that's not a fairy rainbow, but a purple figure.

"The Son of God has finally returned to his clan."

With bright eyes, everyone retreated from the mountain peak.

Because of the return of the Taoist Son of God, the Taoist Fairy Mountain under the moon was very lively. Especially the elders, who had already gathered here, looked pleased to see the transformation of the Son of God.

"You are back, and a crazy person comes to challenge you."

"I couldn't hold on to the situation, but I was swept out of nine against one."

The Taoist disciples were also in a state of confusion, and they even laughed in embarrassment.

When it comes to this matter, the elders are particularly embarrassed.

Taoism has been inherited for eternity, but someone knocked on the door and suffered a huge defeat. It really embarrassed the ancestors of all generations. For those who don’t know, do you really think that there is no one in their Taoism?

"I'll wait for him to fight." The Taoist Son of God said calmly.

"Why don't you practice with the Eternal Body first?" someone whispered.

"The eternal body is in my Taoist family." The Taoist god son raised his eyebrows slightly.

"It's been many days."

"I live on the Goddess Peak."

"That guy is extraordinary. He understood the Taoist characters of my ancestors and performed vast visions. Even more so than in the past, you still remember that night, when the eternal glory filled half of the Taoist fairy mountain."

The juniors have become chatty again, chattering among themselves.

The Taoist Son of God said nothing and only looked in one direction.

His vision was extremely high, and his eyesight was very good. He could see Zhao Yun sitting cross-legged under the old tree across the mountains. The boy must be having a nightmare, and his expression was very painful.

What he saw was absolutely correct, Zhao Yun was indeed having a nightmare.

In the dream, there was a distorted ghost face, sometimes hissing at him, sometimes growling at him, sometimes opening its bloody mouth, trying to devour him, so that he was so distracted that it was difficult to stabilize his state of mind.

"When this king recovers, your life will be worse than death."

The words of the Great Demon King Hun Tian resounded endlessly at the gate of eternity.

Unfortunately, no one could hear it.

The Demon King is holding back his ultimate move and is also developing slowly.

The so-called wretched growth is absorbing power. Whose power is it absorbing? ...The one who was sealed on the altar of the gods was the original demon body that he transformed into at the cost of his life span. Absorbing it in this way is nothing more than taking back his original power.

Although this process was slow, he could afford to wait. It was better than having his true body sealed.

After he has accumulated enough strength, he will wait for an opportunity. When Zhao Yun opens the gate of eternity again, he will come out with force without everyone knowing.

Bamboo forest, starry sky, altar to gods.

Daojun suddenly appeared, holding two bottles of wine in his hands.

"Senior, it would be nice to have a chat." Daojun said with a smile.

"Get out." The original demonic body roared.

"Aren't you afraid that this junior will destroy you if you are so violent?"

"Kill me?...Are you willing to do so?"

"I really don't want to give it up." Daojun put the wine bottle on his hands and sat on the edge of the altar, "Maybe... you and I can make a deal, something harmless."

"Young man, what qualifications do you have?" the original demon body said with a ferocious smile.

"Why don't you... tell me about your senior's true identity?" Dao Xian said leisurely.

As soon as these words came out, the violent origin demon body suddenly narrowed its eyes.

The Demon King, who was at the Gate of Eternity, was also frowning at this moment.

There are so many talents in Taoism! They are not all blind, just like this one who has rejuvenated his youth.

Deals in the dark only exist in the dark.

No one knows what Dao Jun and the original demon body talked about. They only know that when Jun came out of the bamboo forest, Mr. Zhao, who had a nightmare, lost his pain and slept peacefully.

The nightmare was gone. He had a sweet dream. He dreamed that the road to immortality was opening, and all relatives and friends in the world were transformed into immortals. He lost his lone star fate, resurrected his father, and the family reunited...

It's a dream, you will eventually wake up.

When the brilliance of the morning light filled the fairy mountain, he slowly opened his eyes.

After two or three seconds, he rubbed his brows and sat up, feeling a little dizzy.

"Wake up." Misty Rain came flying like a butterfly.

"How many days have I been sleeping?" Zhao Yun was still rubbing his brows.

"It's been half a month."

"Another wasted time."

Zhao Yun got up, his mind still full of thoughts.

He thought about it day by day and dreamed about it at night, and he was homesick again.

"Zhao Yun...I'll wait for you at the battle platform."

There are words coming from outside the mountain, plain and ethereal.

After hearing this, Mr. Zhao subconsciously looked at Yanyu.

"He is my Taoist divine son." Yanyu whispered and smiled.

Then, she added the second half of the sentence, "I've been waiting for you for many days."

"Easy to say." Zhao Yun climbed up into the sky and stepped across the mountain peak in one step.

It's better to arrive early than to arrive in time.

It was a coincidence that Kuang Yingjie didn't catch up.

The Taoist fighting stage is already crowded with people. They all know that the Son of God has returned, they all know that Zhao Yun is in the Taoist house, and they all know that the two of them have great fighting abilities. How can they not ignore it when they come to the stage to make a fight like this.

On stage.

The Taoist Son of God is standing tall.

No one who can be a son of god or can be listed on the Great Immortal List is an ordinary person. Like him, he is an outstanding person. In terms of Qi Yun alone, no one among the disciples of the Taoist Tianzi generation can compare, not even the first true disciple Ao. Heaven is also far from it.

"Tell me...who is stronger, Son of God or Zhao Yun."

"There's a big difference between the two of them. Do you still need to guess?"

"With the nature of the Son of God, he will definitely suppress the realm in a battle."

The battle hasn't started yet, but there's already a lot of noise in the arena, and people have different opinions. Zhao Yun has a good record, and his son is not the one who can't beat him. The eighth place on the Immortal Ranking is based on his strength.

"It's so lively."

There are many juniors here, so how can we miss the seniors?

Today's Taoist elders are all very sentimental and have chosen their seats to sit down. A few days ago, they were mad at the madness, and this time the Taoist family will definitely be able to win back the victory.

"coming."

Someone shouted, causing everyone in the room to look sideways.

Zhao Yun arrived late, like golden light falling from the sky.

The eyes of the onlookers were all focused on the battle stage, and more than 90% of them were meeting Zhao Yun for the first time, the holy son of Daluo Immortal Sect, who has become very popular in recent days.

"The Eternal Body is truly extraordinary."

Such words are what the elders and disciples are saying.

The legend is true, the eternal lineage is full of talents.

The Taoist Son of God was also watching, with a slight frown on his brows. Zhao Yun's bloodline suppressed him, and Zhao Yun's aura also made it difficult for him to see through. Usually such people are very scary.

"He's a great talent."

This...is Zhao Yun's judgment on the Taoist Son of God.

Ranked eighth on the immortal list, he is not comparable to those of Little Golden Wheel King.

"Ten moves, until you hit them." The Taoist god son said leisurely.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that his momentum suddenly dropped. He had really lowered his cultivation level and lowered himself to the same level as his opponent. His arrogance did not allow him to take advantage.

"That's all, that's great." Zhao Yun smiled.

In a few words, neither of them talked nonsense, and both were at full strength.

At the same moment, there was a huge barrier covering the battle platform.

The disciples and elders were all in high spirits, staring intently, for fear of missing the wonderful show, and there were many of them. They had arranged memory crystals to take pictures of all this battle.

boom!

The Taoist Son of God moved first, and the battle platform rumbled with one step.

He pushed horizontally with his palm, and the endless changes turned into a Tao character.

Zhao Yun came towards him with a punch that was unparalleled in power.

boom!

The fists and palms collided, creating a thunderstorm.

The people in the audience could see clearly that the space was reflected with chaotic lightning, and there was also a layer of halo, spreading in all directions, causing the platform to collapse and the barrier to shake.

Look at the two people fighting.

The Taoist god's son, the word Tao, collapsed, and Zhao Yun's fist bones were stained with blood.

In the first move of the warm-up, the two of them fought equally.

The Taoist Son of God frowned. It is true that he did not use all his strength, but it seemed that the power in the opponent's body was not fully released. He still could not see through the eternal body and how much it contained.

Zheng!

I saw him pointing his sword at the sky, performing a sky full of stars, oh no, those were not stars, but ancient and illusory characters, dyed with the light of Tao, bright and dazzling.

The stars in the sky are not only gorgeous, but also powerful.

The Dao light blooming from the ancient characters is extremely powerful in destroying it.

Many disciples in the audience took a step back subconsciously, fearing that the Son of God would miss the target. In fact, with the barrier, the remaining power would not be leaked. The reason for fear was probably because they had seen the lethality of this method. An inattentive person will be beaten to ashes.

If the Taoist Son of God makes a move, Zhao Yun will not be beaten while standing.

But I heard a thunderous explosion in the void, and billions of lightnings raged.

"The Heavenly Thunder Jue of the Absolute Beginning." Many elders were stroking their beards.

It is not a secret that Zhao Yun is familiar with the magical powers of the Thunder God lineage. What they don't understand is why the thunder that Zhao Yun draws contains the power of God. Thunder with the power of God is not ordinary domineering.

The fact...is just as they predicted.

The hundreds of millions of lightning bolts filled with ancient characters in the sky were obviously not enough to see. Pieces were chopped off and turned into handfuls of fireworks, blooming proudly in the misty sky. The woman who looked at them looked confused.

"The second move." Is anyone counting?

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a roar that echoed throughout the nine heavens.

Although the ancient characters all over the sky have collapsed, the billions of lightning bolts are still there.

Under the attention of everyone, the lightning gathered into a thunder unicorn, carrying thunder and majestic momentum, rushing down from the sky, and the void was filled with rumbles.

"so big!"

Too many disciples looked up with frightened eyes.

At this moment, even the nine true traditions of Taoism are full of fear.

The Eternal Body's Thunder Qilin move is one that few people at the same level would dare to resist.

"The Heavenly Thunder Technique of Taichu is indeed worthy of its reputation."

The Taoist Son of God spoke vaguely, then waved his arms.

The sound of sword chanting suddenly started, and thousands of sword lights shot up into the sky.

He must have a deep understanding of the way of the sword. Every ray of sword light is dyed with the brilliance of the way. The power of the sword is unparalleled, and the sword's intention is also devastating. He suddenly smashed the thunder unicorn and disintegrated, leaving only wisps of lightning, which were eliminated. Void.

"Good swordsmanship."

Zhao Yun exclaimed and disappeared instantly.

Three moves have passed and the warm-up is over.

What surprised him was that the Taoist Son of God was able to keep up with the speed of Shunshen, and even his Shunshen sword was easily avoided. Not only was he avoided, the opponent actually disappeared.

"No, it's the law of space."

Zhao Yun said something in his heart and climbed to the sky in one step.

At the same moment, the Taoist Son of God burst out of the space.