Eternal gate

Late at night, Old Emperor Wutian escaped into a group of mountains.

Deep in the mountains, there is an underground palace. To be precise, it is a space.

This is not his old nest, but a small den where he goes when he goes out to do things. There are many more dens like this, but this place is relatively close.

After entering the underground palace, his virtual state was completely dissipated. His solid body and qi and blood were dissipated. Not to mention that he could not even stand firm anymore, not to mention that he was still weak. He was seriously injured and lost hundreds of years of life, which made him abnormal. It's uncomfortable, after all, he, the peak immortal king, is already in his twilight years.

Originally, the purpose of capturing that little girl was to have a chance at destiny, hoping that she could become a god in one fell swoop, or at worst, become a demigod.

Who would have thought that people from the Great Luo Immortal Sect would be killed halfway.

However, there is also that monster Zhao Yun.

What he thought was a complete victory was turned into a mess.

So far, he has gained nothing and is still half dead. He is the one who suffered the loss. This time he admits it, but this matter is not over. When he recovers, he will settle the account with the Immortal Sect.

Um?

He had just crossed his legs and felt an evil aura.

When it was over, the stone door of the underground palace exploded. It was kicked open by someone. The rubble flew and a black shadow could be seen walking in. In his hand, he was holding a shiny golden knife.

"Zhao Yun?"

Seeing this, Old Emperor Wutian stood up in a panic. Perhaps he was so anxious that he couldn't breathe smoothly and coughed up another mouthful of blood. He had been looking for this guy all over the world before, but when he arrived, he disappeared. Now, he just dispersed. In the virtual state, the other party appeared. This was obviously planned.

"You and I have no hatred at all. It's the senior who touched someone who shouldn't be touched." Zhao Yun came with a knife in hand. With every step he took, his aura became more powerful, and the murderous intent in his eyes was like biting ice.

Old Emperor Wutian gritted his teeth and forcibly gathered his energy and blood. He knew who Zhao Yun was talking about, the little girl he had captured. What he couldn't figure out was how the other party knew about it.

Buzz!

Zhao Yun came over in an instant and struck with his sword.

Wutian Laohuang was not famous for his fame. Even in his weak state, he could still keep up with the speed of the instantaneous body and easily avoided it. His brows flashed as he slashed out with the Yuan Shen Sword.

Zhao Yun had already anticipated it and instantly opened the Eternal Heavenly Guard to block it forcefully.

Then there was a dragon roar, powerful and overbearing.

It was Zhao Yun's dragon tail swing that knocked over Old Emperor Wu Tian with one blow. The peak immortal king's posture of vomiting blood was still very domineering. This dragon tail almost shook him apart. It was also because of his poor condition. The combat power and defense power are also greatly reduced.

He didn't fight hard and escaped with one step.

Zhao Yun traveled across space, following him like a shadow.

"Do you really want to fight to the death?" Old Emperor Wutian howled angrily.

"What do you think?" Zhao Yun's eyes lit up with white flames.

When their eyes met, Old Emperor Wutian was in a trance for a moment.

When the Demon King saw this, he couldn't help but sigh.

He knows Old Emperor Wutian and is familiar with his achievements. The way to eliminate the false and the real is the illusion. This time, he fell into the illusion. It is also because he is too arrogant and underestimated Zhao Yun, a bright man. This method destroyed the grimace in his eyes, and his immunity to illusions had hit rock bottom.

puff!

In a brief moment, Zhao Yun chopped off Old Emperor Wutian's head with a knife.

The power of his sword was domineering, and it was blessed by the laws of the gods. The terrifying remaining power was condensed into murderous intent, which invaded the body of Old Emperor Wu Tian and destroyed his body to pieces.

ah...!

The wail of Old Emperor Wutian was very sad. It didn't matter if he shook his mind, his physical body was destroyed, and the remaining soul also had its foundation damaged. It was already injured, and it was made worse.

Zhao Yun had quick eyes and quick hands, and opened his Zifu with one palm.

The old emperor's treasures were all swept away by him, and the natal weapons that were integrated into his soul were also pulled out and stuffed into the eternal world, and handed over to Demon King Hun Tian for suppression.

Seeing that the situation was over, Emperor Wu Tian fled in a hurry.

Zhao Yun stepped on the Wind God Step, his movements were extremely strange, and he caught up with him in two or three steps.

He performed the Eternal Throne, which made the old emperor stumble.

Before he could stand firm, Zhao Yun issued another blockade with ancient characters all over the sky and forcibly imprisoned him. No matter how hard his soul struggled, he could not break the restraint.

"Good journey."

Zhao Yun showed no mercy and pressed his hand on the Heavenly Spirit Cap, using the method of swallowing the sky.

The dark underground palace was filled with tragic wails.

The old emperor Wutian knelt down and was swallowed up into ashes. The soul that had been nourished for thousands of years became the nourishment of the eternal body.

At this moment, Zhao Yun had a strange feeling, as if he had touched a strange Tao, which was the Tao of reality and reality. Although it only appeared briefly, he felt it clearly.

"Take some time to understand."

Zhao Yun took away the golden knife and moved the coffin from the eternal world.

Punch is still sleeping, and the immortal body is still covered with a layer of frost.

He flicked his sleeves, breaking its seal.

Then, a Yin evil spirit was seen surging out of Miaoyu's body. What was more powerful than the Yin evil spirit was the legendary power of love, well... that is, the power of underworld marriage.

"Marriage under the underworld?" the devil murmured.

Before, he was just guessing, but now he was truly sure that Zhao Yun and this little girl would have an extraordinary wedding and an extraordinary contract.

"Wonderful words." Zhao Yun called softly.

However, the sleeping witty words are still sleeping peacefully.

Zhao Yun frowned slightly, the seal was broken and it was time to wake up.

"You still have to sleep for three to five days." The devil said leisurely.

"Why." Zhao Yun looked confused.

"No reason, just because she comes from the underworld." The Demon King held the natal weapon of Lord Wutian and looked at it again and again, "Those like her who have entered the human world in their true form will fall into deep sleep every few years."

"What's the meaning of this?" Zhao Yun asked puzzledly.

"The Yang world has the laws of the Yang world, and the underworld also has the rules of the underworld." The devil threw away the magic weapon and took out the wine pot, "Even if she enters the fairy world, she is still half a native of the underworld."

"Then...will this affect her future path?"

"It's nothing serious. If you fall asleep, you should take a rest."

Zhao Yun did not ask any more questions, but just watched the wise words quietly, feeling quite confused in his heart. People who were buried in the past could actually come out of the underworld. Is the underworld of today so enlightened?

His confusion was also the Demon King's puzzlement. In Demon God Hundian's memory, Hades was not a good thing, and it was really beyond his expectation that he would let people out of the underworld.

Well...!

Suddenly, the witticism was whispered again.

She was sleeping, and the power of the ghost in her body was extremely terrifying.

Zhao Yun is just like her. The power of the ghost soul is particularly restless. The invisible ghost marriage contract is also manifesting from time to time at this moment. You can clearly see it without opening your fairy eyes.

"You two, it's time to go to bed." The Demon King took a sip of wine.

"No." Zhao Yun sacrificed his origin and helped Miaoyu appease the power of the underworld marriage.

"If you have time... you can make one." The Demon King said earnestly.

Then, he added the second half of the sentence, "Your heirs will be taught by the king myself."

"You are quite leisurely and elegant in old age." Zhao Yun laughed dryly.

"Idle time is idle." The Demon King shrugged, but there was a lot of hope in his eyes.

He may never be able to become a god in this life, but he is still happy to teach a god with his own hands. The babies created by those who marry underworld are definitely a rare breed in the history.

And he...rarely appreciates those who don't take the usual path.