Eternal gate

Woohoo...!

Accompanied by the wail of the evil spirit, the old man in python robe stood up.

This guy was quite content, twisting his neck leisurely, with blood all over his body, his loose blood hair flying up to the sky, a violent and bloody aura, making the underground palace roar, it was no longer in the Xuanyang realm. It is a genuine Ksitigarbha realm, with a pair of bloody eyes that are terrifying.

"The Demon Blood Pool...is really overbearing."

The mustache narrowed his old eyes slightly and glanced at Zhao Yun as he spoke.

What to say! That guy looks familiar. Have you seen him at the city gate during the day?

"What a fate!"

The cross-eyed thief sighed and recognized Zhao Yun

Just during the day, he was stealing Zhao Yun's things on the street and was caught.

Unexpectedly, we bumped into each other here again.

When the two of them looked at each other, Zhao Yun also changed his form. On the basis of the unicorn body... he opened the magic path. It would be impossible if he didn't open it. He couldn't beat the person opposite him if he didn't open it. That guy was too violent. In the blink of an eye, he was like Waterfall's black hair turned blood red in strands, and a demonic pattern was carved between his eyebrows. The demonic energy was also rolling, and there was a cold murderous intention hidden in the surging evil energy.

oops?

The mustachioed and cross-eyed thief both raised their eyebrows.

I thought he was a demon, but God knows this one is too.

"no the same."

The mustache murmured.

"no the same."

The cross-eyed thief also murmured softly. It could be seen that the old man in python robes had his mind swallowed by the magic power in the blood pool. On the other hand, Zhao Yun, although in the demonized state, still looked calm and was obviously awake.

So, that would be scary.

The little true spirit realm can actually withstand the erosion of the devil.

"interesting."

The old man in the python robe smiled, licking his scarlet tongue and showing his white teeth. He was violent and cruel. His mind had indeed been swallowed up, and his blood was like a poison and a curse, driving him to kill. And there was... one person present. Counting one, no one can escape and will be devoured by him.

Zheng!

Zhao Yun was too lazy to talk nonsense and stabbed him with a sword, wind and thunder.

This blow shocked both the mustache and the thief, the sword was too powerful.

Blood suddenly appeared.

The old man in python robe was hit, but only just.

Zhao Yun's most powerful sword only pierced his skin. No matter how hard Zhao Yun applied, he could not penetrate even half of it. Or maybe the evil thoughts of the devil were at work, weakening Feng Lei to the point where his sword , the power of both wind and thunder was completely removed.

"too weak."

The old man in python robe smiled cruelly.

After receiving Zhao Yun's sword, he received Zhao Yun's palm instead.

puff!

Zhao Yun groaned and rolled over, a mouthful of blood spurting out.

On the other hand, the old man in the python robe, a bloody gouge pierced by the sword, healed in a matter of seconds. Such overbearing recovery power not only shocked the mustache and the thief, but also Zhao Yun.

kill!

The old man in the python robe moved, and stepped out of the altar with the rolling demon evil spirit. He ignored the mustaches and the others and only attacked Zhao Yun. He turned the evil evil spirit into a magic knife and struck it down with Ling Tian. The buzzing sound of the magic knife shook people's ears. The main reason for pain is that it has a kind of extremely magical power that makes people irresistible.

Zhao Yun stood firm and blocked with Longyuan Sword.

The magic sword struck the Long Yuan sword impartially, striking out a bright flame. The strike made Long Yuan buzz, and Zhao Yun spurted blood. His naked legs were trembling, and he wanted to kneel down.

"Help." Mustache shouted.

He still understands the truth of lips dying and teeth cold. If Zhao Yun is destroyed, they will not be able to run away. In this case, the right way is to work together to kill. This guy is far away, clasping his hands together, using a different method, which is a huge talisman. , Ling Tian hit the old man in python robe.

"Sword Technique: Golden Light Diamond."

The thief was not idle either, a slender golden sword flew out from his sleeve, he held it firmly in his hand, stepped out in three or two steps, and attacked from behind, one sword pierced the rainbow, it was really like a golden light, although It was a cross-eyed man with good accuracy, and he stabbed the old man in python robe in the back with his sword.

One operation is as fierce as a tiger, and the damage is 0.5.

This sentence is the most suitable to describe the cross-eyed thief.

The sword he considered to be the strongest was so brilliant that it didn't even break the defense of the old man in python robe. Instead, it was a talisman with a mustache that was slightly more powerful and made the opponent groan.

"roll."

The old man in the python robe shouted violently, and the raging demon rolled, shaking the thief and shattering the mustache charm. It was not that the two men's attack was not strong enough, but that he was demonized and his combat power was domineering enough.

Buzz!

Zhao Yun forcibly resisted the demonic path and flew away.

The old man in the python robe was faster, following him like a shadow. Before Zhao Yun could settle down, Ling Tian struck him with another sword. Zhao Yun did not resist, but ducked in an instant, and slapped his chest with a mighty dragon palm. His attack was quite powerful. , at least, his palm cracked the body-protecting essence of the old man in python robe.

Unfortunately, no substantial harm was caused to the other party.

The body-protecting essence was not just for show, it offset 80% of his palm power.

"How much fun can you give me?"

The old man in the python robe was not afraid at all. The broken body-protecting essence was replenished by the evil spirits. He came swinging the knife, and his momentum did not decrease but increased. The extraordinary demonization, the wisps of evil energy, were heavy enough.

Bang! pound! Sonorous!

The collision of knives and swords was crisp and loud.

The devil and the devil started a war. One had superb swordsmanship, the other had no rules, one was skilled in technique, and the other was strong in attacking. Because of the demonic state of the old man in python robe, he was stronger than Zhao Yun and could fight. Ability to resist, and not aware of pain, no need to defend, only attack.

The situation of the war is obvious.

Zhao Yun was completely at a disadvantage. It was due to the suppression of his state and his cultivation. After melting the demonic water of the blood pool, the old man in the python robe was already in the Ksitigarbha realm. Even though he was only at the first level, he was still terrifying enough.

"Those who cheat are just animals."

The mustachioed man was holding an iron sword, grinning and clicking his tongue.

Both the old man in the python robe and Zhao Yun were ridiculously strong. The most shocked person was Zhao Yun. Is that a real spirit? There is a big difference between it and it can actually be as hard as the Ksitigarbha realm.

"I always feel like I'm a joke."

The thief coughed dryly. Without comparison, there is no harm. He is such a dabbler that he can't even stop the evil spirit of the old man in python robe, let alone fight. Zhao Yun is good. In the spirit realm, it was the first time I saw someone as evil as Zhao Yun.

"Don't look at it, just play support."

The mustache shouted, sheathed the iron sword, and moved the seal again.

Why did he need to say that the thief also used a secret technique, carved an ancient rune between his eyebrows, and his momentum increased sharply. It should be a forbidden method. He also performed the same technique, not to attack, but to restrain.

Like the two of them, they can only play support.

There was nothing I could do, the old man in the python robe was too strong, he rushed forward stupidly, fearing that he wouldn't be able to survive three rounds, he basically took him away with one strike of his sword. He was like a mustache, and his cultivation level was not low, but he was not good at fighting.

"seal up!"

"ban!"

The two scolded each other in no particular order.

They all used secret techniques of confinement, and they all aimed at the old man in the python robe.

Don't tell me, it really works. The forbidden old man in python robe moves a little slower.