Eternal gate

Bamboo forest, thunder pool torn apart by lightning.

Zhao Yun's body surface was filled with the breath of thunder. Looking from a distance, he seemed to be no longer a human being, but a ball of thunder and lightning. Even the strands of flowing black hair were dyed with thunder, and his domineering aura mixed with the wind. The attributes were intertwined, forming sword energy invisible to the naked eye, and pieces of bamboo were cut in half.

"Good boy."

Linglong once looked back and was amazed.

Apart from being amazed, she felt heartbroken. She had spent so much effort on that thunder pool, and now it was all cheaper than Ji Hen.

Wait! When Ji Hen comes out of seclusion, Lei Chi will definitely absorb it completely. How about the boy's appetite? And he has a huge appetite.

After a long time, she turned and left.

Behind him, Zhao Yun worked conscientiously, not only using the thunder pool to refine his body, but also silently absorbing the thunder breath in the pool. His body was like a bottomless pit, with pores all over his body wide open, like absorbing spiritual energy, swallowing everything in the thunder pool. It's no wonder Linglong feels distressed for the essence. At his rate, it won't take three to five days before it will be swallowed up by Lei Chi.

There was no words all night, and in the blink of an eye it was dawn.

In the early morning, the warm sunshine poured over the Immortal Mountain.

From the outside, the Immortal Mountain stretches endlessly, but when you walk inside, it's a completely different scene. It's filled with clouds and mist, and every once in a while, outsiders get lost here.

For these people, Mozi and the others will let them go as long as they can.

Again, they only target enemies. Those who have no hatred will not be kidnapped randomly, but if they are not discerning, then it is another matter.

"What?"

"Don't be lazy."

It was the Great Elder who woke up from his sleep and sat on the top of the hill again, with his legs crossed and a cigarette rod in one hand, smoking, surrounded by smoke, as if he was practicing immortality.

There is no need for him to say that the demon family will not be idle. Those who draw talismans, those who make parts, and those who make talismans do it in large quantities. They keep what they use for themselves, and the others will be sold and exchanged for cultivation resources. , properly self-sufficient.

Besides, the crossbow carts were also built one after another. With more people, greater strength, and division of labor and cooperation, the result was twice the result with half the effort.

"Everything is ready, all we need is the Devil's Cave."

The second elder carried a wine flask and walked around the world like an inspection leader. There, the ballistae carts were arranged neatly, which looked eye-catching. There were enough of them. He was waiting to find the Demon Cave's lair and give it to him in one breath. Blast to the ground.

Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner.

"I calculated with my fingers that this egg can hatch a mythical beast." On the top of the mountain, several old guys have circled the golden egg more than ten times, and sometimes they reach out and knock it. There are also people who use magnifying glasses to study up, down, left and right.

Since Zhao Yun left, there will be a crack thinner than an ox hair on this egg every day. Maybe it will hatch in the next few days. Everyone, including Mozi, Feng Wu, and the great elder, are very curious. I'm curious as to what can be hatched.

time flies.

Quietly, the sky became dark again.

Zhao Yun is still in the thunder pool.

This time I looked at the pool water again, and found that it had dropped three to five inches, all of which had been absorbed by Zhao Yun. With this treasure, he was not polite.

"Hurry up."

Linglong Mansion was very irritating tonight, with many figures walking back and forth, each holding a large stack of files in their arms.

It’s Linglong who is so dedicated. As the commander of the shadows, she has dedicated her whole life to rebuilding the intelligence network. All the files in recent decades have been dug out, and she is determined to find out all the traitors hidden in the royal family and the Tianzong. Find it out.

Reflecting the moonlight, a beautiful shadow entered the mansion.

It's Chu Wushuang. Chu Wushuang is disguised as a man. At first glance, she looks like a little scholar, but her walking posture is a bit weird.

I am afraid that no one knows that she is also a member of the shadows. Except for Linglong and Yang Xuanzong, no one knows about her second identity, including the ancestor of the Chu family and the handsome lady Chiyan.

This is Linglong's plan, to help the younger generation to take over, to replace all the older generation, so as to solve the fundamental problem of the intelligence network being penetrated. For this reason, she has personally selected every person in the shadows.

And Chu Wushuang came here to look for Linglong. Linglong had given the task a long time ago, and it should have been completed.

"Girl, wait a moment, my uncle is still sorting out the files in the underground palace." A white-haired old man walked by, holding a secret volume in his arms. After leaving a word, he hurried away.

Chu Wushuang coughed dryly, it seemed that he came at the wrong time.

boom!

A sudden thunder resounded through the sky.

Looking up, there were dark clouds covering the sky, covering the stars. There were lots of lightning and thunder in the rolling dark clouds, and it was obviously going to rain.

When Chu Wushuang saw it, he went into the pavilion to take shelter from the rain.

She didn't really like thunderstorms, but someone did.

Well...that is, Mr. Zhao. He has practiced the Taichu Heavenly Thunder Technique by himself. He sees the sky waiting for rain and the sky waiting for lightning to strike. For him, thunder is nature, especially the thunder in the sky. .

"Well done."

Zhao Yun showed a smile and recited the secret in his heart silently.

As soon as the heart formula was activated, thunder and lightning was raging in the sky, and a bolt of lightning struck against the wind, striking straight from the sky with good accuracy. It hit his Tianling Cap with one blow, and the domineering thunder and lightning penetrated his whole body.

"Come again." Zhao Yun scolded in his heart.

As he finished speaking, more thunder and lightning tore down from the sky.

Due to thunder and lightning, the water in the thunder pool surged into waves, submerging him again and again. The breath of thunder entered his body, and the essence of thunder washed his body. His sky thunder was also active enough, and the power of thunder gradually increased, and he seemed to have become a god. The hammer must polish Zhao Yun's rusty iron inch by inch into an unparalleled magic weapon.

"lightning rod?"

Chu Wushuang in the pavilion murmured, his eyes were strange, he saw thunder striking in one direction.

Thinking like this, she took an umbrella, walked through the garden, and ran into the depths, looking at the sky all the time. The thunder and lightning seemed to have spirituality, or she was being summoned by some kind.

When she settled down, she was already in the bamboo forest.

At this point, she closed her eyes and looked at the thunder pool not far away in astonishment. There was a person sitting cross-legged in it, it was her old friend.

To be honest, she didn't expect Ji Hen to be here.

While stunned, she was even more shocked.

What's the shock? Zhao Yun was shocked that his method could actually draw thunder with his body. What kind of technique was that? It was too overbearing. Just looking at it made his heart tremble. It was thunder from the sky!

Zhao Yun didn't know she was coming, so he only focused on absorbing thunder and lightning. Thunderstorms are not common, and seeing him is a blessing.

Chu Wushuang, on the other hand, watched quietly.

At this moment, in her eyes, Zhao Yun seemed to have become a monster, using a mortal body to attract thunder, which was really an eye-opener.

A thunderstorm comes and goes quickly.

Zhao Yun's intention is still unfinished. If he does it seriously for three days and three nights, he will probably be able to advance, but unfortunately it won't last long.

"I don't know when the next time will be."

Zhao Yun sighed in his heart, not having enough fun yet?

As soon as he finished speaking, he was in a trance for a moment, a little confused. The so-called confusion means that his head felt dizzy and he wanted to sleep. At some moments, he couldn't distinguish reality from fiction.

It's not his fault, it's that grimace.

In the dead of night, the grimaces were making trouble again, and they were disturbing his mind. The magic was irresistible and was engulfing his mind.

"I'm...not as good as you."

Not far away, Chu Wushuang took a deep breath and silently retreated without disturbing Zhao Yun. There was someone outside who could not accept it.

However, as soon as she took this step, she heard the sound of water rushing behind her, causing her to turn around subconsciously.

When he came face to face, he saw a ghost appear in front of him.

It was Zhao Yun who had emerged from the thunder pool and appeared like a ghost.

"What a beautiful face."

Zhao Yun smiled faintly, stretched out his palm, and gently lifted Chu Wushuang's chin. There was a magical light in his eyes. Looking at Chu Wushuang's eyes was like appreciating a work of art.

"you...."

Chu Wushuang couldn't help but take a step back, her beautiful eyes burst into flames, and her beautiful face was also filled with red clouds. This boy was so presumptuous that he dared to touch her like this.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun followed Chu Wushuang like a shadow and was very fast. In just a moment, he reached behind Chu Wushuang. He stretched out his hand again and grasped Chu Wushuang's jade shoulder. Then his face came close to Chu Wushuang's ear, and he sucked it comfortably. Charming feminine fragrance.

Chu Wushuang felt as if she was electrocuted, her delicate body trembled, and her whole body felt numb. This was the first time she had encountered such an aggressive Ji Hen, and she was so relieved that she was pounding.

"What pure blood."

Zhao Yun was still sucking Yun, with a look of enjoyment and evil on his face.

Chu Wushuang felt dizzy and at a loss for a moment.

"what you do."

With a moment of clarity that dispelled all the magic power, Chu Wushuang let out a light scold and stepped out, her cheeks already red.

"You, can you leave?"

The corners of Zhao Yun's mouth were slightly raised, as if entangled in a dream, and he took another step to catch up, with magic lingering on his fingertips, he pointed towards Chu Wushuang.

Just when Chu Wushuang turned around, he was hit between the eyebrows impartially. A fellow practitioner of the same level was blocked by Zhao Yun with one finger. Not only his ability to move, but also his right to speak was also deprived of him. Knowing Ji Hen like this For a long time, I didn't know that Ji Hen was hiding such a weird method of banning.

A breeze blew, causing her to lie down on her back.

She couldn't speak, but her beautiful eyes were filled with sparks. If she hadn't been sealed, she would definitely reward Ji Hen with a sword. She was playing a rogue like me in the middle of the night?

Zhao Yun ignored it and pressed forward with his whole body.

His eyes were blood red, and his eyes were sinister and violent. The gesture of licking his tongue also had a touch of violence, like a devil, without any mind, only the most primitive desires.

He stabbed and tore off a piece of Chu Wushuang's clothes. The charming woman's fragrance was the poison that made the devil go crazy.

"truth."

A certain Xiu'er, even though she was beaten so hard that she couldn't lift her head, still didn't forget to look back and take a look. The scene in the bamboo forest was so fragrant and beautiful.

Look! It's not that she can't lead her disciple, it's that she leads him in the wrong way, and the grimace that hides evil thoughts is simpler. She doesn't say any nonsense and just takes off her clothes.

Look at Chu Wushuang, the sparkle in her beautiful eyes has been extinguished. What was annihilated by the mist, reflected the moonlight, condensed into frost. This is the first time in her life that she has been bullied like this, and she feels so aggrieved that she wants to cry.

Stab!

To some people, this sound is probably more beautiful than fairy music, and Chu Wushuang's skin is brighter than the moonlight.

"Ji Hen."

Suddenly, a light scolding filled the bamboo forest.

Linglong is here, bringing with it quasi-weather momentum and coercion.