Eternal gate

"But I don't know what you want to say, senior," Zhao Yun said in a vague and quiet tone.

"I have been a little book boy for three years, so I will give up on this matter." The Taoist priest in purple said with a smile.

"Don't do it." Mr. Zhao said, and he breathed a sigh of relief at the golden sword. After he was done, he didn't forget to wipe it with his sleeve. It was shiny and shiny, so that he could use it to chop people later.

Someone...is going to be miserable.

This is the inner voice of all the Immortal Kings in Zhao Yun Zi Mansion.

This is also the meaning represented by the demeanor of the Demon Lord and the Demon Queen at this moment.

Zhao Yun! ...They know it too well.

Whenever Zhao Yun cleans his weapons, someone will suffer.

"Junior, there are people outside the world." The purple-clothed Taoist smiled gently and kindly, and the meaning of his words was obvious. I am a demigod, and a demigod stronger than the old Taoist Xueyin.

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly disappeared.

He appeared again and was already fighting in front of Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun had already predicted that he would use space to cross the sky and ascend to the sky. Then he slashed the sky with a slash, hundreds of feet of sword light, bright golden light, and the power of the overbearing sword, which changed the color of the world.

"This sword is barely enough to see."

The purple-robed Taoist smiled leisurely and drew a Milky Way with a flick of his sleeves.

The demigod does have powerful assets, and Yinhe can cut off the sword light easily.

"You... are indeed better than the old Taoist Xueyin."

When Zhao Yun spoke, his hair seemed to be doing tricks.

The white color of the evil spirit, the blood color of the demonic path, and the golden color of the eternal despair, all change in an instant. Each time the momentum changes, the momentum goes one step further, and the majestic golden energy and blood sweeps across the sky and the earth.

"This is so decent." The purple-clothed Taoist stroked his beard, looking very handsome.

"Senior, you haven't seen the ancestor of my family yet!" Zhao Yun said suddenly.

Taoist Ziyi was a little confused when he heard this. What do you mean, are you trying to scare me with Zi Zaitian?

"It looks like I haven't seen it before." Zhao Yun said, and consciously called out the shadow of the ancestor.

boom!

As soon as Zi Zi Tian appeared, half of the vast sky collapsed.

It was even worse below. The Immortal King standing in the void fell with a roar, and the towering mountains, including the palaces on the peaks, were unable to withstand the pressure and exploded.

The sky is filled with rubble.

The sky is filled with blue bricks and tiles.

Unknown how many people were buried.

Well...!

The purple-clothed Taoist who was calm and calm a second ago now groaned in a muffled voice.

He didn't stand firm, he staggered a step, and almost fell from the void, in a miserable state.

"Then...that's Zi Zaitian?" The strong man from the Mingwang Sect was astonished.

Yes, she is definitely the ancestor of the Immortal Sect. They have all seen her portrait.

Even they knew it, let alone the purple-robed Taoist. No wonder Zhao Yun asked him if he had seen it before. It turned out to be this. Although he was not an innocent person, this phantom was indeed terrifying.

"A god?"

The Demon Lord and the Demon Queen all looked stunned. This must be the first time they saw this magnificent scene.

Just a shadow! Then half of the sky collapsed, and half of the Mingwang Sect was destroyed.

The most frightening thing is that even the Taoist in purple, who is a demigod, was suppressed until he could not stand still.

"This cabbage is very juicy."

In terms of strength, he has to be the Demon King.

Don't ask...asking is just a joke.

According to his judgment, except for that bitch of the Moon God, everyone else can do it.

"Can this little shadow of a god suppress me?"

The purple-robed Taoist stood firm with a sudden step, his immortal body trembling greatly.

Centered around him, a big world unfolded.

It was a vast fairy land, dotted with the sun and moon, and filled with stars.

Not to mention, his natal vision is so good that he can withstand the pressure of Zizaitian Xuying.

However, this phantom has more than just coercion.

"Daluo Tianshou." Zhao Yun's energy and blood rose, and a palm came down from the sky.

Just like him, the shadow of Zizaitian is also a palm across the sky, and the crystal jade hand covers the sky.

boom!

Half of the sky had just collapsed, and with this palm, the other half also collapsed.

The power of Zhao Yun's palm was too strong and overbearing, and with the blessing of Zuizai Tianxuying, this palm created a scene of destruction of heaven and earth. Wherever it passed, even the universe was in chaos.

Looking at the old Taoist in purple, his expression suddenly changed.

He thought that Zizai Tian's shadow only had coercion.

Now it seems that this is obviously not an ordinary shadow.

"Come."

The purple-robed Taoist shouted loudly, raised his hands to the sky, and carved seal characters between his palms.

His natal vision was also brought to its ultimate expression at this moment.

He was as fierce as a tiger in one operation, but his defense was only 0.5. When Da Luotian's hand fell, everything was just a decoration, and the vision of his life and the great world were destroyed in an instant.

boom!

The ground swayed, and a five-finger print of a hundred feet was made.

As for the old man in purple, there is a big character in the five-fingerprint that is quite upright.

"This this....."

The strong man from the Mingwang Sect was shocked, his eyes full of horror.

Demigod! He was actually beaten to the ground by the quasi-immortal king.

"I... don't believe it."

The purple-clothed old Taoist howled angrily and forcefully held up Zhao Yun's big hand.

If you don't believe it, it's easy to say that Mr. Zhao's foot has stepped down from the sky, which is stronger than the previous one.

Vigorously miracle.

The law of force increases holdings.

boom!

There was another thundering roar.

The purple-clothed old man who had just stood up was stepped on by a foot before he could stand upright. The crackling sound of his bones was clearly audible. Not to mention the physical pain, it was damn painful to hear it.

ah...!

The howl of the old man in purple clothes seemed to be a roar coming from his soul.

He wanted to get up, but Zhao Yun's feet were as heavy as an eight thousand-foot giant mountain, weighing him down so that he could not move. It was difficult to use any of his cultivation practices or fundamental laws.

"What are you looking at? Run!"

As a bystander, Grand Elder Sunset seemed to be more anxious than the people outside.

He was talking about the strong men of the Mingwang Sect. Even the demigods knelt down and still looked at him.

"I'm afraid I'm scared to death."

The devil is a spectator, and he speaks the truth when he speaks.

The strong men of the Mingwang Sect were frightened!

A dignified demi-god faced a quasi-immortal king, with a knife, a palm and a kick, and he knelt down neatly. This was such a lawless scene. It was the first time they had seen it. Because it was the first time they had seen it, it was particularly strange. Shocked, so shocked that I forgot my situation.

"God's punishment... thunderous."

Zhao Yun ignored the old man in purple and directly opened the Taichu Heavenly Thunder Technique.

The strange thing is that his cold snort seemed to be echoed by a female voice.

The female voice comes from the virtual shadow of Zizaitian, and everything is synchronized with him, which is quite like a husband singing and a wife accompanying her.

Boom!

Above the nine heavens, there were billions of lightnings tearing apart.

At this point, the powerful members of the Mingwang Sect came to their senses.

It's a pity...the sea of ​​thunder has flooded this world.

"My little friend, misunderstanding, misunderstanding!"

The screams of the ancestor of King Ming were full of fear.

What responded to him were hundreds of thunder and lightning.

puff!

His body was chopped into pieces.

His soul was also destroyed.

On the verge of death, he truly understood the word regret.

He thought that if there was a demigod supporting the scene, everything would be fine.

In the end, the demigods were suppressed.

If I had known this, I should have handed that person over obediently.

"The Black Abyss Holy Land...is the Black Abyss Holy Land."

Although the ancestor of King Ming knelt down, his wailing did not stop.

Zhao Yun heard this very clearly, but was not surprised at all.

Black Abyss Holy Land... one of the Eight Great Holy Lands in the Ancient World, had done a lot of trouble for him in the past, instructing the Ming Wang Sect to capture his relatives and friends, and it was completely different. This was the same as the Taishang Sect instigating the Sea King lineage, and the Sunset Divine Cult instigating the Bloodline Sect. The Yin religion is exactly the same, its purpose is obvious.

Both enemies.

No need to hold back.

He has no mercy.

Thunder is his overwhelming wrath.

ah...!

What was a fairyland not long ago now seems to be an endless purgatory.

Seen from a distance, they were blood flowers, blooming proudly in the thunder, staining the dark sky as if washed with blood, and countless people were buried under the lightning.

"What's going on here?"

Maybe there was too much movement here, which shocked many people.

From all directions, there are fairy rainbows streaking across the sky.

Everyone was stunned when they saw Zhao Yun and this scene.

Since the Xueyin Sect was destroyed, I haven't heard from Zhao Yun for several days.

He never imagined that he would come to this starry sky and cause such a big commotion.

"Mingwangzong provoked him?"

"This is not nonsense!"

"If it wasn't for deep hatred, that guy wouldn't be so cruel."

More and more people are coming to this world, and there are even crowds of people, and there are a lot of discussions.

No one dared to move forward.

No one dared to intercede.

Once the Holy Son of Daluo kills someone, he will definitely be a master that no one in his family will recognize.

The screams disappeared without knowing when.

The Mingwang Sect was in ruins.

The onlookers were sighing, and the eternal body was destroyed again.

Speaking of Zhao Yun, his whole body, inside and out, was filled with surging evil spirits.

He was indeed a killer, more like a demon than a demon, and extremely violent.

"I said...is there another one under his feet?" Many elders narrowed their eyes slightly.

Taking a closer look, there really is a person.

Taking a closer look, he turned out to be a demigod.

That's right, the old man in purple is still alive and didn't even stand up when he arrived.

"Little friend, I'm here to be a guest at the Mingwang Sect."

The old man in purple clothes was scared, and he no longer had the slightest high profile before.

It was he who underestimated the Eternal Body and thought he could suppress it easily. Who would have expected that in just a few months, Zhao Yun, who had fought against the Bloodyin Master, would become so terrifying.

"It's your bad luck."

The devil's words were serious and thoughtful.

If the old Taoist Xueyin who fought with Zhao Yun that night had been replaced by this old Taoist in purple, Zhao Yun would probably have been destroyed, because this person was really stronger than the old Taoist Xueyin. Unfortunately, unfortunately, a few months later, Zhao Yun was covered in God-level assassins cannot be compared to each other.

They didn't even understand this, so they jumped out and pretended to be tough. If you don't get beaten, who will get beaten?

"Senior, when you go out as a guest, don't you read the almanac?" Zhao Yun finally moved his feet.

Then, thousands of seals were carved into the purple-clothed Taoist's body, forcibly sealing it.

"Here, this will work."

The Demon King condensed a brand with a drop of Zhao Yun's blood and a trace of his soul.

Thief Zhao Yun realized it and immediately engraved the brand on Taoist Ziyi's spirit.

"You..." The purple-robed Taoist suddenly turned pale.

This is not an ordinary brand, this brand is connected to Zhao Yun.

In other words, Zhao Yun can be destroyed with just one thought.

Regret, he regretted it, he was just a guest, but he had to run out and meddle in other people's business.

In the final analysis, he still prides himself on being powerful and seems to have ignored Zhao Yun's growth rate.

There are people outside the world, and there is heaven outside the world.

Something he had said before.

This is the perfect time to give it to yourself.

.......

I wish book friend Nie Weihong good luck in the college entrance examination! ! !