Eternal gate

call!

Seeing Zi Yihou leaving, Zhao Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

This is a muddy water, and his words tonight have undoubtedly muddied the muddy water even more. Whether it is the Corpse Clan, the Blood Clothes Sect or the Demon Cave, they are all enemies. No matter which one the Great Xia royal family deals with, it will be beneficial to the Demon family. As for how much Zi Yihou can distinguish, it all depends on his skill.

Anyway, let’s clear ourselves out first.

After all, he still gained the reputation of a hero.

Well... witty me.

"Don't leave the clan these days."

Linglong left a word, turned around and left.

Zhao Yun took a quick step to catch up and tugged at the corner of Linglong's clothes, "Mental damages."

"Just now, if I didn't smooth things over, would you have been able to get out alive?" Linglong glanced sideways.

"I lost everything to buy information." Zhao Yun shouted.

"I owe you first." Linglong took a step forward and disappeared in an instant.

Zhao Yun didn't pursue him, and he couldn't catch up if he did.

However, the performance of this scene is still good. He is the director, and the real protagonist is Linglong. Some words only have weight if they come from her mouth, otherwise Zi Yihou will just give up?

As soon as I left the lobby, I saw Zidu.

The guy's face didn't look very good.

Originally, it was not easy to catch this guy, but he also had a big crime, which I didn't expect! He was acquitted, and even Zi Yihou committed suicide himself, but there was no big commotion when he arrived.

Zhao Yun ignored him and walked out of the Demon Suppression Division.

Entering the street again, pedestrians looked at me strangely.

Colluding with the Demon family is a serious crime. I heard that even Linglong and Zi Yihou went there, but nothing happened to this guy. It is not in line with Zi Yihou's behavior habits! Or should we say that there is a powerful backstage behind Ji Hen, such as Daxia Hongque or Daxia Hongyuan.

Tonight, Zhao Yun did not go to Qinglou.

Ever since he left the Demon Suppressing Division, someone has been secretly following him.

How could the person who must be Zi Yihou believe everything he said? There are some things that are better to be monitored secretly. If a small martial artist doesn't believe it, he won't reveal his flaws. Only then will Zi Yihou really take action.

Zhao Yun had expected this.

After leaving the imperial capital, he went all the way to Tianzong.

When passing by Yuling Peak, he went to see Long Fei. She was still in the ice and slept peacefully. On Qingyu Peak, the friends were still awake. They all sighed when he came up. They had all heard about Ji Hen. He was caught and later released without charge. I really can’t figure out how this guy was tricked by Zi Yihou.

Huanmeng is also here, so he should be aware of it.

Someone's acting skills are actor-level.

"Let's talk tomorrow."

Zhao Yun smiled, waved his hand, and returned to the attic.

After that, we locked the door tightly and took out the broken black armor. It had been exploded by the Holy Son of the Corpse Clan before. It was impossible to repair it. We had to make another one. There was also a black iron whip, which had to be copied.

He is very busy, but Tianzong is not calm.

Linglong came in person and was looking for Yang Xuanzong.

"How can this be."

Yang Xuanzong's shock could only be heard by Linglong. After looking at the list of spies, he was beyond shocked. The three characters "Bai Xuanshi" were particularly dazzling. His identity was too special.

The two had been planning for a long time.

No one has been arrested, so they have to be screened first.

Wouldn't it be embarrassing if the wrong person was arrested? This would have to be done secretly.

For three days, Zhao Yun was not seen leaving the room.

Ling Fei and the others didn't bother him, and when Zhao Yun retreated, they were holding back their big moves.

Stab! Stab!

In the attic, the sound of thunder and lightning tearing could be heard endlessly. A pair of mysterious black armor had basically taken shape. Zhao Yun was using thunder and lightning, combined with the lunar energy and the mysterious and yellow energy, to carve secret patterns, or in other words, formation patterns, precious It's not the material, but the forbidden formation on the black armor.

This process is quite lengthy.

It wasn't until the ninth day that Zhao Yun stopped.

The Xuanjia has been refined, shining with a mysterious black light. The secret lines on it are as if they are alive, and then disappear into the Xuanjia. Zhao Yun has tested it in a clone, and the power and retaliation are strong enough.

"good."

Zhao Yun smiled and accepted the black armor.

After that, there was the iron whip that was specially used to strengthen the spirit. He had already chosen the material, which was a piece of golden black iron. It was tempered by the sky thunder and cast into the shape of an iron whip. The edges and corners on it were all exquisitely carved.

Also like Xuan Jia:

What is precious is not the material, but the restrictions on it.

It is easy to refine an iron whip, but difficult to carve the forbidden secret pattern.

In the blink of an eye, it’s nine days again.

For nine days, the Tianzong faction was peaceful.

However, this so-called peace is only on the surface. Yang Xuanzong and Linglong have taken action. All spies identified through screening will be made to disappear overnight, either killed or placed under house arrest. No one knows where they went. When asked by outsiders, he was on a secret mission.

"It's true."

Under the moonlight night, Linglong murmured to herself.

Yang Xuanzong beside him also took a deep breath. Less than half of the list given by Ji Hen had been confirmed and confirmed that they were spies. As for the remaining half, they were still being screened one by one.

Not surprisingly, they are all spies.

This shows how overbearing the Magic Intelligence Network is.

Therefore, Ji Hen's line cannot be broken. Rather than looking for it on his own, it is better to borrow the power of the Demon Family, the inheritance of the Ninth Demon General, and focus on intelligence. With the help of the Demon Family, you can get twice the result with half the effort.

On the tenth day, Zhao Yun walked out of the room.

Went out to eat.

After finishing two basins of rice, he retreated into the room.

"What's this thing doing in there?"

Ling Fei muttered and opened the window more than once.

Everyone was also puzzled. When Zhao Yun came out just now, his hair was quite disheveled and there was a lot of stubble on his mouth. It was obvious at a glance that he had not rested for a long time. With such dedication, he must be doing big business.

"It's tonight."

Zhao Yun rolled up his sleeves and was full of energy.

In the middle of the night, a buzzing sound was heard coming from the attic. The iron whip that was specially designed to invigorate the spirit was finally made. Compared to Wang Zha's black iron whip, this one was golden and the whole body was radiant.

pound!

To test the power, Zhao Yun knocked on his forehead.

How it feels! It's not very good. When I whipped it down, my head was buzzing.

"Name you: Soul Whip."

Zhao Yun rubbed his head and grinned.

The more it hurts, the more powerful it proves that this soul-beating whip is more powerful, even if there is a martial spirit. If there is no martial spirit, it will be so painful to receive such a whip. In fact, he actually hired someone to test it.

ah....!

That night, there were so many screams on Qingyu Peak.

For example, Su Yu, Ling Fei, and Jian Nan were all beaten by this guy, and they were all having sweet dreams? Such a whip suddenly turned into a nightmare, especially that fellow Jian Nan, who howled most domineeringly. He was whipped by Zhao Yun, and after that, he was pinned down on the bed by Mu Zhaoxue and blasted with a hammer.

"good."

Under the crooked neck tree, laughter continued.

Zhao Yun held the soul-beating whip in his arms, breathing hard and wiping it with his sleeve until it was shiny. This was just the first one, and there were second, third, and fourth ones... his own Each person has one, and when he fights with others in the future, just smash him to death. Without martial arts, who knows how uncomfortable it will be.

"Come."

In the early morning, before it was bright, I heard Yang Xuanzong's call.

Zhao Yun put away the iron whip, slipped down the mountain, and went straight to the headmaster's mountain peak.

As soon as they reached the top of the mountain, they saw two people sitting in the pavilion. One of them was Chu Wushuang, who was disguised as a man. At first glance, he looked like a little scholar. As for the other person, he was a young man in plain clothes, with a majestic appearance and eyes like stars. , black hair like a waterfall, and full of awe-inspiring righteousness. In addition, there is an evil spirit engraved in the bones and imprinted in the soul, which can only be tempered on the battlefield.

"Tianyu?" Zhao Yun murmured.

Regarding the younger generation, I am afraid that only Tian Yu has such aura. He is ranked second in Tianzong and the grandson of Commander Yulong. He has been guarding the border a few years ago. He has been baptized on the battlefield and has been regarded by his grandfather since he was born. The general is trained, and no surprise, he will be the next commander-in-chief of the Dragon Royal Army.

He had only heard of Tian Yu's name.

Today, it was the first time I saw a real person. He came back from the battlefield. It should be the order from above. This is not important. The important thing is that I met the real person. He looked particularly pleasing to the eye. Anyone who dared to go to the battlefield was a strong-willed man. , and Tianyu is the outstanding one among them.

"Senior brother, being famous is not as good as seeing him."

Zhao Yun smiled and stepped into the pavilion.

The closer the distance is, the more clearly he can see. Otherwise, it can be said that he is someone who has been on the battlefield. Tian Yu's heritage is extremely rich and he has a special bloodline. Zhao Yun has never seen it before, and he only knows that his Qi and blood are domineering.

As for cultivation, he is in the Ksitigarbha realm.

Looking at the entire Tianzong disciples, I am afraid that only Tianyu is in the Ksitigarbha realm.

The number one dragon concubine would never be his match if she didn't transform into a nine-tailed girl.

"The rumors do not deceive me."

Tian Yu smiled, even if Zhao Yun was rejuvenated, he could see that he was extraordinary. For such a small man, his energy and blood were incomparably majestic, as bright as the river and sea, especially those eyes, which were also wise and profound.

Can't fight.

Tianyu said something in his heart and had self-knowledge.

Ji Hen's prestige was not something he could say, it was gained through battle after battle. In terms of performance, he was completely defeated. In terms of combat power, he also considered himself invincible. He felt that he was more effective than in actual combat.

"Senior brother praised me."

Zhao Yun smiled and climbed onto the stone bench.

After it was over, he stepped up and grabbed a spiritual fruit from the table. Tian Yu was okay, but Chu Wushuang looked at him. His eyes were not very kind. He had a pair of beautiful eyes, but there was always a fire blooming. When he saw Zhao Yun , and then unconsciously recalled what happened that night, and was almost raped by this guy.

"You can't always hold grudges."

Zhao Yun pouted, always thinking it was because of the new sect competition?

It's also Linglong's fault for not telling the truth. If he knew the truth, he would probably feel much better. He almost tarnished Chu Wushuang's innocence. A beating would clear it up, and beating him to death would relieve his anger.

"The master called us here, what's the matter?"

Zhao Yun took a bite of the spiritual fruit and looked at the two of them.

Both of them shook their heads, and it was easy to see that there was worry in their eyes. The court was not peaceful, the borders were not harmonious, and the countries were restless. Because the foundation of ancestor Hongyuan was damaged, they were afraid that something bad would happen to Daxia.

Zhao Yun certainly understands.

The handsome lady Chi Yan has returned to the border, and there is probably a war.

Recently, the Tianzong has also been experiencing a surging undercurrent. Gui Ming, Wu Mei Lao Dao and Youquan Ancestor are still sending people in. They are all well-cultivated and hold important positions. They are obviously here to seize power. Hong Yuan can recover. Fortunately, if it continues to be criticized, it would be strange if Daxia doesn't change it.

While talking, Yang Xuanzong arrived.

"I've met the headmaster."

Seeing this, the three of them stood up and saluted.

Yang Xuanzong waved his hand and smiled gently.

"Uncle, please come to us..."

Zhao Yun spoke and looked at Yang Xuanzong tentatively.

Yang Xuanzong took a deep breath and said only three words: Enter the Demonic Land.