Eternal gate

The rumble obscured the tranquility of the night.

The broken mountain forest was stained with a lot of blood, mostly the blood of Xiong Cang.

The Tianwu realm of the Dayuan royal family is indeed not good at fighting, at least not as good as Hongyuan, and not as good as the two kings, but it has the ability to withstand beatings! It's still very cool, at least it's still alive and kicking at the moment.

The battle situation has not changed much.

In a two-on-one lineup, the two kings will definitely have the upper hand.

Xiong Cang was miserable enough. He had used the forbidden technique at the cost of burning his lifespan. Even with his strong combat power, he was still beaten to the point where he couldn't find the north. There were many bloody holes all over his body, and his blood and bones were exposed in many places.

He wanted to leave, but he was blocked countless times.

Here, Zhao Yun and Mustachio are much closer, and have climbed up a broken mountain. They can see the figures of three people from a wide view. I have to say, it is very eye-catching. Jingxiong Cang was hit by a blaster, which made him feel particularly comfortable. , in the territory of Daxia, you dare to be so crazy, you deserve to be beaten.

puff!

The next streak of blood was very dazzling.

It was Xiong Cang who was bleeding again, and one of his arms was removed by King Yin Yue's halberd.

The Barbarian King's attack arrived soon after, and another hammer flew out, causing a large mountain to collapse. The pieces of rubble that flew away were stained with Xiong Cang's blood.

ah....!

Xiongcang's howl was filled with anger and pain.

In the battle with Daxia Hongyuan, he was not beaten so badly, but he was beaten to a disability by two ancient corpses.

boom! boom!

The Man King and the Yin Yue King arrived again and pursued them closely.

As Zhao Yun expected, Dayuan had grievances with the barbarians and the Yinyue Dynasty. If not, the two kings would not be so angry. One was more fierce than the other, and it was not finished until Xiong Cang was killed. Ancient grudges have no distinction between yin and yang. Once they are seen... they start a war.

puff!

Xiong Cang vomited a mouthful of old blood and finally got angry.

Seeing him forming a seal with one hand, a black curse line was carved between his eyebrows, and his aura reached its peak in an instant. He must have opened a forbidden technique, not a battle against a forbidden technique. He was at such a peak just to escape.

Don't tell me, he really ran away and disappeared with a whoosh.

For this, he was destined to pay a heavy price. When the curse pattern dissipated, it was the moment when he fell into Tianwu. The escape he had gained by downgrading his level was tragic! No matter how hard it is to enter Tianwu.

"I really let him run away."

Not only Zhao Yun frowned, but also the mustache.

Even though they were far away, Zhao Yun could still see Xiong Cang looking back for a moment as he ran away. It was him that he was looking at. Those blood-colored eyes were filled with ferocity, cruelty, bloodthirsty and anger, all aimed at him.

That's right, it was his accident that disrupted the situation.

He was not sure whether Xiong Cang could see through his true honor.

All I know is that he is destined to be uneasy in the future.

Fortunately, Xiong Cang didn't see through his true appearance, all thanks to the human skin he forged. It had such mysterious power that it changed his appearance, and even the Tianwu realm couldn't see through it.

So very good.

At least, his ordinary face would not let Xiong Cang get involved with the Zhao family.

Xiong Cang ran away, and King Barbarian and King Yin Yue also stopped.

The two of them were like statues and monuments, standing in the messy mountain forest. Their eyes had lost their light, and their expressions had returned to dullness. Without the excitement of Tianwu's momentum, they had returned to normal.

At this point, Zhao Yun came out like a dark shadow, along with his mustache.

"I've met two seniors."

The mustache still knew etiquette very well, so he bowed from a distance.

Forgetting the etiquette, this guy is dishonest. He rubbed his hands and came forward, wanting to touch the two kings. In this way, when he travels around the world in the future, he will have bragging rights. I have also touched the Tianwu realm.

"You are seeking death." Zhao Yun kicked him away.

Don't touch the ancient corpses in the Tianwu Realm randomly, as you might be able to fake them.

Zhao Yun pinched the seal again and used the coffin sinking technique.

While the two kings are in a state of silence, they must be sent back as soon as possible. After a long time, if he revives, he will not be able to suppress it. It is okay to stay here. If he goes out to cause trouble, it will be a catastrophe.

Buzz! Buzz!

There were still two sarcophagi, which had risen out of the ground before, but now sunk into the ground inch by inch.

When the sarcophagus disappeared, Zhao Yun collapsed to the ground, his face was bloodless, and his breath was completely gone. Seeing that there was no trace of true energy in the sea of ​​pills, his face was the most terrifying, with bleeding from all the orifices.

He used the coffin sinking technique twice, and both were at the Tianwu realm, so they burned high incense before he was killed.

"The merits are complete."

Zhao Yun breathed a sigh of relief and stuffed the pills into his mouth desperately.

Whenever the ancient corpse of Tianwu is summoned, it wanders in front of the gate of hell, disturbing the peace of the king, and may be killed at any time. In his true spiritual realm, he is no better than the god Moon God, who can't control the situation.

"Is this gone?"

The mustache looked and looked at the ground, and sometimes he lay on the ground and listened.

When they arrived, they didn't even figure out the reason. Then they looked at Zhao Yun and said, "Where did it go?"

"The land of the underworld." Zhao Yun replied.

"The land of the underworld really exists?" Mustached Hu asked in surprise, as if he had heard of it before.

"If you want to go, I can send you there."

What the head of the Zhao family said was quite level.

Living people can't go to the land of the underworld, they have to be killed, and there is a coffin coffin technique to do it.

"Teach me your secret method of sinking coffins!"

The mustachioed man rubbed his old hands again, laughed again, and his eyes gleamed.

"Master said, it can't be spread outside."

Zhao Yun recovered some of his true energy and staggered to his feet.

The war is over, but some things still need to be done, such as collecting the spoils of war. So many Ksitigarbha and Xuanyang realms have been sucked into mummies, and their belongings must be taken away.

"Just rest, I'm coming."

When thinking about trophies, Mustache is more positive than anyone else.

Under the moon, the two of them ran around, looking for each one one by one. Due to the war, the mountains were in chaos, and too many of them were buried in the gravel. It took a lot of effort for the two of them to find them.

What a trophy! It was still very rich, including banknotes, pills, weapons, ancient scrolls... everything. The two of them divided half of it, then destroyed the corpses and disappeared into the forest one after another.

The night finally fell into silence.

The moment they came out of the forest, the two of them were so emotional!

A promise, thousands of miles traveled, and a disaster that almost led to death.

Compared to them, those pursuers were miserable enough.

A large number of people came out, but no one went back. Zuimenglou was in a state of shock.

Thinking of the promise, before Zhao Yun left, he glanced back, as if he could see the dilapidated and desolate ancient town through the darkness, where Mengdie was buried. After all, the fallen leaves returned to their roots. This life is too miserable, I hope In the next life, she will find a good family and live a peaceful life.

Reflecting the moonlight, the two of them drifted away.

"Damn it, damn it."

Cold low roars sounded frequently in the darkness under the sky.

It's Xiong Cang, that guy is still alive.

However, he is no longer in the Tianwu realm, but has fallen to the Quasi-Tian realm. He lost an arm and was beaten to a disability. In addition to the injuries and backlash, his current state is extremely bad. I am afraid that if he comes to an ordinary Quasi-Tian, ​​or a The peak of Ksitigarbha can be sent all the way to hell.

"What a true spiritual realm. One day, your life will be worse than death."

Xiong Cang gritted his teeth and carved Zhao Yun's appearance into his soul, stroke by stroke. If it weren't for that little martial artist, how could he be so miserable, demoted in rank, and almost lose his life.