Eternal gate

"this....."

Seeing Zhao Yun's form, the expressions of all the enemies changed drastically.

Ru Mokui and others are fine.

Like second- and third-rate monsters, they all collectively took a step back.

Ji Hen was so scary at this moment, not only his appearance, but also his aura, like a great demon who had been sleeping for thousands of years and woke up at this moment.

Not only them, but also the blue-haired woman and the neutral people outside also showed horrified expressions.

Terrible murderous intent.

The raging demon.

The dim sky and earth were covered with black ice inch by inch.

How could this be?

everyone is asking.

Ji Hen's essence and true energy had been exhausted, and he was still injured so badly, but he recovered again.

There is also Ji Hen’s condition.

Is that a forbidden technique? Why can't they suppress the pressure that makes their hearts palpitate?

"The advent of what love is."

Moon God murmured, not knowing whether to sigh or be shocked.

The extreme state is very domineering, it is the ultimate sublimation of oneself. In a certain sense, it has transcended a certain order and rules. In her memory, she has never seen a mortal in such a state.

Zhao Yun is the first.

If this can be considered a sign, then he is a mythical milestone.

"Counterattack."

After being in a trance, the Moon God raised his sword again.

The Blessing of God and the Blessing of the Ninth Life were also shining brightly. Zhao Yun opened the Ultimate Realm, and they were also blessed by the power of the underworld. They were defeated all the way before, but this time, they beat back the Curse of God all the way.

Zhao Yun had already stood up and put Chu Wushuang into the ice coffin.

The blood-stained Bodhi flower also sank into the Ring.

"You will all be buried with her."

His words were like a sentence pronounced by God, majestic, cold, and silent. When they fell on people's ears, they were like eternal thunder, which made the soul tremble.

He is not a demon, but he is more demonic than a demon.

His demons come from nowhere, but they are like a vast ocean, rolling in endlessly.

"No matter how strong he is, he is only one person." The Blood-clothed Holy Son snorted coldly.

These words won the hearts of everyone, and they all stabilized their bodies, and their momentum surged.

kill!

All the enemies shouted loudly and launched an attack together.

We can't delay it any longer. Today, Ji Hen must be destroyed.

Otherwise, there will be endless troubles.

No one left a hand, and they all launched a peak blow. The light of the sword, the light of the sword, the shadow of the fist, and the palm prints... were overwhelming. Every sword light and every palm print was swept away by the power of annihilation. The blue-haired woman and her husband watched. The neutrals all turned pale, and if nothing unexpected happened, Ji Hen would be beaten to ashes in an instant.

boom!

Zhao Yun was overwhelmed by the frenzy of secret techniques.

The earth trembled and the smoke billowed.

"Still not dead?" Wang Yang laughed ferociously.

Not only him, but his enemies were also laughing.

So many people are attacking, I don’t believe they can’t defeat you.

However, they smiled and laughed, but stopped laughing.

The smile disappeared, and the expression on his face was one of shock and horror. Before the smoke cleared, he saw the prototype of a person appearing, walking out step by step. Perhaps his body was too heavy, and he even made a thud when he landed.

That's right, that was Zhao Yun, with eyes like black holes, blood-streaked hair, and a raging evil spirit, raging and tumbling, like an unparalleled demon god, holding a bleeding sword, coming from the dark and ancient era.

"How... is this possible?" Holy Son of the Magic Mountain was horrified.

No one could believe it.

Whether they are enemies or neutrals on the periphery, their eyes are prominent.

There are so many great killing techniques, not to mention first-class monsters, even the fierce tiger Demon Kui and the blue snake Shen Rong will be beaten into pieces of flesh and bones!

However, Ji Hen, who was at the first level of Ksitigarbha, was not injured at all.

The power of regeneration, so domineering?

To say there was no damage is not accurate.

However, the scars and blood on Zhao Yun's body were all restored instantly.

This is the ultimate state.

The most domineering state in the world, immortality and immortality.

Compared with the extreme realm, the Ten Thousand Methods of Immortality is just a joke.

"Come again."

It was the blood-robed Holy Son who shouted loudly and powerfully.

Among those present, he danced the most joyfully.

As soon as the words fell, all the monsters started working together on the secret method.

If one call doesn't kill you, then try another.

Zheng!

What responded to them was a sword sound that stung their souls.

It was Zhao Yun, like a ray of magic light, passing in front of the blood-clothed holy son.

The person passed by, and the blood-robed Holy Son's head fell to the ground.

hiss!

The neutral people on the periphery gasped when they saw this.

No one can see clearly.

No one saw clearly how Ji Hen made his move, only a streak of magic light flashed across.

When it was over, the head of the Blood-clothed Holy Son rolled down.

How fast is this speed?

The enemies were even more shocked. They were closer and couldn't see clearly.

The most depressing one is undoubtedly the Blood-clothed Holy Son.

Although the head was removed, he still had a few moments of consciousness. When the head rolled down, he could still see his standing body and Ji Hen's demonic back.

He was beaten, but he didn't know how.

He was left depressed for a moment.

He regretted it for a moment.

I regret that I shouldn't have danced too happily, and I regret that I shouldn't have provoked Ji Hen.

This time it's okay, I've lost my life.

puff! puff! puff!

For a brief moment, blood burst out in the crowd.

Zhao Yun went on a killing spree, like a magic light, flying among the figures. Everywhere he went, one person would be killed, chopped alive, or his head would fall to the ground. Until the next person was killed, their remains would still be there. She was swaying, but before she could fall down, she was swallowed up by Zhao Yun's evil spirit.

"One sword... one?"

The neutrality in the periphery is astonishing.

Strong as the blue-haired woman, they both looked stunned.

How strong is Ji Hen now.

You know, those are all evildoers, the top talents of the young generation in various countries, either the young master of the family, or the saint son of the same lineage, all in the Ksitigarbha realm, with good strength, but they were all killed by Ji Hen with a sword. Cut into the gate of hell.

ah...!

Screams and wails merged into one.

More people were killed with just one sword.

Zhao Yun, who rushed into the crowd, made no other moves and raised his sword with only one hand.

From a distance, it looks like he is splitting a watermelon instead of killing an enemy.

One of the monsters is Watermelon.

Being attacked by Zhao Yun, let alone avoiding defense, he didn't even have a chance to scream.

The scene was not only bloody, but also brutal.

That was not a war, that was a one-sided massacre.

Even the black magic mist was dyed scarlet.

"How can you be so strong?"

The Holy Son of the Magic Mountain was full of fear and stepped back.

After retreating, this guy actually turned around and ran away.

"There is no way to heaven, and there is no way to earth."

This was the first sentence Zhao Yun said since he started killing people.

Before he could finish his words, he came like a ghost and killed him.

kill!

The Holy Son of the Demon Mountain suddenly turned around, waved the Demon Dragon Sword, and used the Demon Dragon Sea. There was a roar of the Demon Dragon in the sea, and it instantly swallowed Zhao Yun.

But his Demonic Dragon Sea didn't seem to work very well tonight. It was swallowed up by Zhao Yun's Demonic Demon, and the Demonic Dragon in it was also chopped into ashes.

"Nine Heavens Demonic Dragon Slash."

The Holy Son of the Magic Mountain roared, and Ling Tian slashed down with his sword.

Zhao Yun did not look, did not dodge, and was defenseless. He allowed a sword to split half of his body. At the same moment, his blood flowed back into his body along the scar, and the split body healed on the spot.

The Holy Son of the Magic Mountain was shocked.

His shock was the last look he left in the world.

Because Zhao Yun had arrived and chopped off his head with a sword.

Before the body of the Holy Son of the Demon Mountain fell, he had already walked past without even looking. His expression showed no joy or worry, no anger or hatred. As for the Demonic Dragon Sword, it was swept away by his evil spirit and sank into the devil's body. Quit.

"That...is the Holy Son of the Magic Mountain!"

The neutrals on the periphery all swallowed their saliva.

The saint son of the first line was killed by a sword like that?

After the Holy Son of the Demon Mountain, there is the Holy Son of the Demon Palace.

He is more cowardly than the Holy Son of the Magic Mountain, and has already escaped more than ten feet.

"You...can you leave?" Zhao Yun said calmly.

"I'll fight with you." The Holy Son of the Demon Palace roared, and the broken Xuanwu Black Magic Armor covered his whole body. He tried his best to activate his true energy, revive the secret patterns engraved on the magic armor, and try his best to increase his defense power.

Unfortunately, not enough.

Zhao Yun split the black magic armor with a sword.

The spectators were shocked. It was Xuanwu Black Magic Armor, which was personally sacrificed by the Immortal Demon Lord. Even though it was broken, its defense was extremely overbearing, and it was actually split open by a sword.

ah....!

The Holy Son of the Demon Palace wailed loudly, the black magic armor was broken, and half of his body was also chopped up. He stepped back step by step. Before he could fall to the sky, a demonic evil appeared in front of him, swallowing him up. A pool of blood and mud.

And Zhao Yun walked over on the bloody mud.

Zheng!

The sword rang out, and a slender black sword thrust out from the side, a sword of annihilation.

It’s the Rashomon Man in Black.

The killer of Rashomon! Best at killing with one hit.

And his blow indeed hit.

"good."

The first corpse clan member laughed and acted out an illusory coffin, covering Zhao Yun.

boom!

The coffin instantly collapsed, split open by Zhao Yun's sword.

Luo Sheng, the man in black, groaned and vomited blood.

The first zombie clan member also spurted blood, his arms were blown up, and he staggered back step by step, his eyes protruding and his pupils tightening. After receiving a fatal blow from the Rashomon killer, Ji Hen was unscathed.

Luo Sheng's man in black was also shocked.

Zhao Yun did not look at him.

But in his surging Qi and blood, there was a wisp of evil spirit coming out and striking at him the next day.

Luo Sheng, the man in black, changed his expression, turned around and ran away.

puff!

Zhao Yun Mosha was faster and split him in half with his sword.

Buzz!

There was also a wisp of evil spirit, which turned into a black war spear and rushed towards the first zombie tribesman. Before he could stop himself, the first corpse tribesman was pierced by a spear and nailed to a rock wall.

After him, another person was nailed up.

It's Xiaonihei.

He was running very slowly and was about to escape from that world while becoming invisible.

He couldn't escape and was nailed to death with a spear.

"Pay for her life."

Zhao Yun's roar was a roar from his soul.

When the second wave of neutrals arrived, he was carrying the Bloody Dragon Abyss Sword and killing people in the crowd. He had no moves at all. He was really like a madman, killing wherever he went, hacking and slashing randomly. Bathed in the blood of his enemies, he went to the most insane point of killing.

"retreat."

The neutrals were heartbroken and retreated.

crazy!

Ji Hen is crazy!

The disciples of Tianzong were killed until they disowned their relatives.

Therefore, it is better to stand farther away, otherwise the guy will not be killed as quickly as he will be killed together with them.

The blue-haired woman's face turned pale, and her mood changed accordingly.

For Ji Hen, he first hated him and then admired him.

Now, it seems to have become a fear.

That man... was horrible.

So many monsters, united in the siege, could not capture him alone, and they were killed and defeated. Every second, someone was beheaded; every second, someone fell in a pool of blood.

After the fear, there is a sigh.

She saw the God of Death weeping, his face covered with blood and tears.