Eternal gate

The dark mountain forest is eerily quiet and deathly quiet.

The momentum of Tianwu was like thunder in the sky, roaring.

Everyone present, including Zhao Yun, the mustache, and the pursuers, were unable to move. They wanted to move, but Tianwu's pressure was too strong, and everyone was forcibly restrained.

"Senior...Senior, please spare my life."

The old man in purple robe spoke with a trembling voice, and his face was pale and bloodless.

I thought it was the other party who was playing tricks, but he actually exploded into a Heavenly Martial Realm. He was so awesome! It doesn't matter if he slaps him down or hits the mountain, but it offends the majesty of the Tianwu Realm.

The white-haired old man said nothing, raised his arm slightly, and opened his fingers toward the purple-haired old man.

Suddenly, the purple-haired old man was sucked in, and the white-haired old man... grabbed his neck and lifted him up in the air. This was the Tianwu realm. No matter what pursuer or peak Ksitigarbha, it was far from enough.

"You... deserve to die."

The white-haired old man spoke coldly, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

As Zhao Yun saw, this Heavenly Martial Realm figure was injured, a very serious injury. He was supposed to be healed in the cave. They disturbed the tranquility, and the purple-robed old man's attack interrupted his healing.

Now, the white-haired old man's mouth is bleeding, which is the best proof.

Zhao Yun felt uneasy, this was a Heavenly Martial Realm master! Who hurt him so miserably? According to his opinion, the person who injured the white-haired old man must be in the Tianwu realm. Maybe there are several of them. They are both Tianwu realm martial artists. If several of them hit one, that would be Group fights at the same level.

"Belongs to the Great Xia Dragon Dynasty or another country."

This is what Zhao Yun urgently wants to know.

If Daxia is okay and can move out the handsome red flame girl, it will probably give them face.

If it's from another country, that's nonsense. No one here can survive.

This guess... is still very reliable.

When there is an emergency at the border, there is also a battlefield dedicated to Tianwu, and this white-haired old man was probably stolen from another country. He was so seriously injured that he even stayed in Daxia and has not recovered from his injuries to this day.

"From the Yuan Dynasty." The mustache whispered.

"Can you tell from this?" Zhao Yun glanced at his mustache.

"Look at the totem on his left wrist." The mustache said again, "That... is exclusive to the Yuan Royal Family. If my prediction is correct, it should be Xiong Cang, the oldest person in the Tianwu realm of the Yuan Royal Family."

"Escaped a small pit and entered a big pit."

Zhao Yun said nothing, his eyes said everything.

The guess is true. He is really from the Tianwu Realm of another country, or his sworn enemy, the Yuan Dynasty. Moreover, like the Yuan royal family, he was seriously injured by Hong Yuan when the border was in crisis.

But even if they were seriously injured, it was not something they could contend with.

The old man in purple robe at this moment is a bloody example.

At the peak of the Ksitigarbha Realm, in front of the half-dead Tianwu Realm, he has no resistance at all, just like an ant. With just a little effort from Xiong Cang, he can send him to hell, and his combat power is absolutely suppressed.

ah....!

The screams started, coming from the old man in purple robe.

Xiong Cang must have used a secret technique of devouring, devouring the vitality and blood of the purple-robed old man. The scene was horrifying. A peak Ksitigarbha statue was drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The whole audience was shocked, and their hearts were trembling with fear.

Especially the group of people who were chasing on the ground before were about to leave, but the old man in purple robe had a weak hand, so he decided to strike out with that palm. Now, it caused a bloody catastrophe.

"The taste of blood is really wonderful."

Amidst the screams, Xiong Cang smiled happily.

Now he is really scary. Reflecting the moonlight, you can see those formidable old eyes, covered with streaks of blood, dyeing them scarlet. There is also honor, ferocious and terrifying, he is like The skeleton is wrapped in flesh skin, and combined with his current demeanor, he really looks like a fierce ghost.

ah....!

The screams of the purple-robed old man became more and more shrill.

However, his struggle was in vain and he was swallowed alive into a mummy.

"Don't worry, come one by one."

Xiong Cang let out a faint smile and swallowed the purple-robed old man without giving up.

He reached out casually, and the second Ksitigarbha was sucked over, still at the peak of Ksitigarbha.

ah...!

The screams started again, and the wails made people's souls tremble.

Still in front of everyone's attention, a peak Ksitigarbha statue was devoured into a corpse.

"Now, I really have to kneel down."

The mustached man sighed, he shouldn't have come this time.

His state of mind was also the state of mind of the pursuer. He came to find Mengdie. Mengdie didn't find it, but bumped into Zhao Yun and Mustache. He wanted to get some luck, but instead he exploded into a Tianwu realm. From that moment on, the situation was out of control, and all of them would be swallowed up.

"There is still a glimmer of hope."

Zhao Yun is relatively calm and will never sit back and wait for death.

The wailing sound has not stopped, Xiong Cang is ferocious enough, he swallowed one by one before, but now he swallows them in pairs, grabbing one with each hand and swallowing them forcefully, like a wound that needs the nourishment of a living person's energy and blood.

As the two mummies landed on the ground, all the Ksitigarbha realm present had been swallowed up.

The rest of Xuanyang Realm, including the mustache, all felt their hearts tremble.

This Heavenly Martial Realm came from high to low! After swallowing the Ksitigarbha realm, the Xuanyang realm is next. As for the weakest Zhao Yun, he should be ranked last, but he can't escape death.

"It would be your honor to swallow you."

The corners of Xiong Cang's mouth curled up slightly, and he raised his arm again, attracting two Xuanyang Realm figures.

The mustache was relatively close, and he could see clearly that if the Tianwu Realm got ruthless, it would be really cruel, and they would really treat human life as nothing. He would just watch a living person being swallowed into a corpse.

"Can't get away."

Zhao Yun gritted his teeth and made some calculations.

What to calculate? He was calculating whether his Tianwu momentum could break through the confinement.

After thinking about it, I felt a little desperate.

Tianwu's aura also has levels. If it's his, it's fake and has only its appearance.

And Xiongcang's pressure is the real Tianwu pressure, which cannot be compared with fake ones. It is far from possible to break the situation with Tianwu momentum. If he is in the Xuanyang realm, there is still a chance that the true spirit level can use this. The secret technique, not to mention breaking away from the shackles, is afraid that it can't even be shaken.

"Boy, we can also be your companions on Huangquan Road."

The eyes with mustache were extremely dark, and there was no hope of life.

As for the remaining Xuanyang Realm, seven or seventy-eight that have been devoured, it will soon be his turn. Zhao Yun did not give a reply, but was still meditating on how to break the situation, how to be willing to die without revenge, and the more dangerous it became. The more time passes, the more calm you have to be, there is still hope of survival.

ah....!

The shrill screams were like the howls of a fierce ghost.

This dark night was filled with gloom and blood because of the wails. A statue of a person in the Xuanyang realm was swallowed into a mummy. Each of them died in a miserable state. They were afraid until they died. There was a lot of depression in the fear. I really shouldn’t have come out this time. , the road of pursuit turned into a road to hell.

At some point, the screams died out.

Xiong Cang threw away the two mummies and looked at the mustache. This was the last Xuanyang realm.

"It actually has a hint of special blood, which is so good."

Xiong Cang smiled quietly, his sunken old eyes were full of gloom and cruelty.

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There are still chapters to come, so it’ll be a little later.

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