Eternal gate

Under the gaze of everyone, Zhao Yun ascended to the sky and left.

Beside him was the old man in purple clothes.

Looking back later, he looked like a personal bodyguard.

There is a seal of life and death that controls it, how can it be done without being a bodyguard? Whoever asked him to take care of things that he shouldn't have to take care of, and he hasn't even fought, will have to pay the price. The reality... is so cruel.

"This battle was extremely brutal."

Although Zhao Yun has left, the onlookers are still there, and their thoughts are still unfinished.

The Mingwang Sect had a good foundation, but it could not escape the fate of being destroyed.

But it makes sense to think about it. There is the Sea King Pavilion in the front and the Blood Yin Sect in the back. Neither of them is inferior in strength. Even the demigods have been suppressed. The ordinary inheritance really cannot withstand Zhao Yun's attack.

After Zhao Yun disappeared, everyone flocked to the ruins of the Mingwang Sect.

Of course they weren't here to see the scenery, they were just thinking about picking up some treasures and taking them back.

However, after searching for it, not to mention weapons and magic weapons, there was not even half a fairy stone.

Just kidding, how could I not take Mr. Zhao’s spoils with him.

In the starry sky, Zhao Yun walked into the domain gate and continued to look for people.

The old man in purple clothes is like a follower, standing by his side obediently, look at his demeanor! It's worse than eating a weight, the demigod is in such a state.

Mentally balanced!

Although the immortal kings of Zhao Yunzi Mansion did not speak, their expressions said everything.

Yes, this is a miserable world. Even demigods are detained as bodyguards, which is even worse than them.

"My little friend, I already knew I was wrong, please show me your kindness."

The posture of the old man in purple should be as humble as possible.

"Let the tiger return to the mountain, will he come to settle accounts with me next year?" Zhao Yun said lightly.

"I would never dare to have such thoughts." The old man in purple said with sincerity.

"When I go out...do I have my brains with me?" Zhao Yun refused to listen to him.

Demigods are not in the ordinary realm, and if you take another half step, you will be a god. If this person accidentally becomes a god, it would be strange not to settle the score with him. Therefore, it is better to lock him up, and don't worry about locking him up.

The purple-clothed old Taoist hesitated to speak, and when he arrived, he only sighed. The Holy Son of Daluo Immortal Sect is obviously not that easy to fool, and he would not be able to let the tiger go back to the mountain.

Who can blame him? It’s all his fault!

Here, Zhao Yun has fallen into the eternal world.

The Demon Lord and the Demon Queen came forward one after another. The Demon Queen was okay, but the Demon Lord came up with a bear hug. Old friends should have such a hug when they meet again. Zhao Yun has saved him twice.

"Practice with peace of mind, I have everything."

Zhao Yun sacrificed the eternal source and helped the two of them refine their bodies.

Both the Demon Lord and the Demon Queen have incredible talents, and they also lack training resources.

He has a lot of these.

When I return, I will enter the magic box to practice.

When he came out of the eternal realm again, the Taoist in purple clothes was putting aside his doubts about life.

Naturally, this was on the surface, and he would not be content. At this moment, he was studying the life and death seal on the Yuan Shen body. If it could be destroyed, escape would not be a problem.

"Is this brand reliable?" Zhao Yun glanced at the Demon King.

"It must be reliable." The Demon King said this with a certain tone.

Since the Demon King said so, Zhao Yun can rest assured and don't even think about running away.

"Find you something to do." Zhao Yun picked up a Zen staff. The whole body was filled with Buddha's light, and it was also engraved with Buddha patterns. It was a genuine demigod weapon and belonged to the incarnation of the Buddha.

"Buddhist things." Ziyi Old Taoist said in his heart, how could he not recognize it.

After seeing it, he also glanced at Zhao Yun. Semi-god-level Buddhist staffs are rare.

"Your mission is to refine it." Zhao Yun took a sip of wine.

"After refining, can you let me go?" the purple-robed Taoist said hurriedly.

"Senior, negotiating terms requires capital." Zhao Yun spoke leisurely.

When saying this, he also summoned the seal of life and death, which had to put some pressure on this veteran.

Well... the seal of life and death works well, so the old Taoist rolled up his sleeves and started practicing on the spot.

Indeed, he didn't have the capital to negotiate terms, so it was safer to be obedient.

Zhao Yun was not idle either, so he sat down next to him and understood the way to eternal life.

As time passed, the purple-clothed old man's eyes became extremely weird.

It's not surprising that he was like this, just because he was so close to Zhao Yun, he could clearly feel the eternal body's life force reviving bit by bit, and the power lingering around him had a magical power.

"Is this... the way to eternal life?" The purple-clothed Taoist was frightened.

He also underestimated the Holy Son of Daluo Immortal Sect, who could actually understand this way.

After being shocked, he slapped himself twice again, minding your sister's business.

"Don't run away, lazy boy." Zhao Yun urged.

Why!

The purple-clothed old Taoist looked melancholy and wrapped his Zen staff with his origin.

He is quite dedicated. He has not stopped practicing since he started, and he does not dare to stop. Is there someone watching next to him? If you dare to slack off even a little bit, you will inevitably suffer hardships, just work conscientiously.

He practiced this exercise for three to five days.

Even after three to five days, it could not be refined.

It has to be his background. It is the brand on this Zen staff that is too tenacious. It can be seen that the owner of this semi-divine weapon has a terrifying foundation and is definitely an accomplished monk.

He was very curious as to why the natal weapon of the demigod Buddha was with Zhao Yun.

Could it be that... this kid has destroyed a Buddha, a semi-god-level Buddha?

No one gave him an answer, he didn't dare to ask, and he had no intention of running away.

"It's time to pull out those who show affection."

Today's Demon King Hun Tian feels a little melancholy.

Among the six living creatures in the eternal world, the princess is sleeping, and the remaining five are in pairs. He is the only one who is single. Whenever he wakes up, what he sees is sweetness.

boring! Then you have to find something to do!

So, he hooked his hand at the Demon Lord and said, "Come here."

"Senior, what's the matter?" Demon Lord still understands etiquette.

"I heard that your Taoist name is Demon Lord?" The Demon King said while scanning, you are a talent from the mortal world! Like him, he also cultivated the devil's way. Although there were some surprises, he reached the same goal by different paths. Even the title had the word "devil" attached to it. What made him very unhappy was that the other party used "Jun"... which was much better than his "Jun". "King" is half the standard. As the old saying goes, first there is a king, then there is a king!

"Exactly." The Demon King nodded lightly.

"It doesn't sound good, change it." The Demon King said seriously.

"change?"

"Can I call you Little Devil?"

"not good."

"So, I..."

Ouch!

Before the Demon King could finish his words, Little Qilin came over.

Despite his short stature and fierce breasts, the Demon King, who was full of strength a moment ago, was knocked down by him in this second. How dare you bully us from this mortal world, you little brat?

That night, the devil had a long, long dream.

In the dream, a dog bit him again, causing pain all over his body.

On the ninth day, I saw the purple-robed Taoist stop his hand and collapsed from exhaustion.

The Buddhist Zen staff is extremely laborious and time-consuming to practice.

"good."

Zhao Yun took it casually and sacrificed a drop of his original blood.

The blood entered the Zen staff and became his brand. From now on, this thing will be his. He doesn't know how powerful it is. If he takes it out to hit people, it should be a very handy weapon.

"Have a break, there's another one."

Zhao Yun moved out a copper furnace with a flick of his hand.

This furnace belongs to the old Taoist Xueyin, and has been sealed at the gate of eternity.

Nowadays, there is free labor, and it is not used in vain.