Eternal gate

When Zhao Yun came out of the bamboo forest, the sky was filled with stars.

Yan Feng and Yu Lan left early.

They are all open-minded people and it is not easy to disturb their daughters' love affairs.

Yu Lan was okay, but Yan Feng, on the other hand, looked at Zhao Yun with a not very kind look when he left. He was still angry about what he said before. Even if it was a misunderstanding, he sounded very angry. This guy is not a good bird.

Yan is as fiery as jade.

Along the way, when she looked at Master Zhao's beautiful eyes, her eyes were filled with flames.

"The murderous intention has been refined, I have to leave." Zhao Yun smiled.

"Are you leaving now?" Yan Ruyu was caught off guard, and the fire in her beautiful eyes was completely extinguished.

"There are still important matters at hand."

"Then I...send it to you." Yan Ruyu bit her teeth lightly.

To be honest, do you still want Ji Hen to stay for two or three more days?

"Holy Girl, the Holy Son of the Fire Dragon is here." When passing by the garden, an old man came towards me.

Yan Ruyu said softly, without any emotional change.

After hearing this, Zhao Yun thought for a while.

The Fire Dragon Clan was famous, he had heard that it was also a super powerful clan in the Southern Territory.

"Sister Yu'er."

As soon as I left the garden, I heard a call.

He is a young man in silver robes. His body is majestic, his aura is hot, and it is extremely majestic. If you listen carefully, you can hear the roar of the dragon. Needless to say, he is the Holy Son of the Fire Dragon. He is indeed extraordinary. Looking at his background, he is better than Ge Yang. Stronger, special bloodline, and the power of bloodline is extremely domineering.

"There are many talents in the Southern Region."

Zhao Yun murmured that this guy's cultivation level has reached a bottleneck.

The so-called bottleneck is a sure thing, and there is only one chance to overcome it in one fell swoop.

Beside her, Yan Ruyu only smiled implicitly.

"Who is this...?" The Fire Dragon Holy Son's eyes fell on Zhao Yun.

"An old friend." Yan Ruyu whispered.

"It must be extraordinary to be an old friend of Sister Yu'er." The Fire Dragon Holy Son immediately smiled, his face was full of smiles, and there was a hint of hostility hidden in the way he looked at Zhao Yun.

"Farewell."

Zhao Yun cupped his hands and walked faster.

Yan Ruyu subconsciously took a step after him, her mouth slightly opened, but she didn't shout out in the end. She felt an indescribable sense of loss, so much so that she even looked at the direction Zhao Yun was leaving and didn't close her eyes for a long time.

When the Fire Dragon Holy Son saw him, his expression turned ugly.

He is not a fool. He has seen a clue. Because he saw it, he can't hide his anger. I am not as good as him in any way. Everyone has left. How can I still look at him and treat him as a decoration?

Even though he was angry, he didn't show it and smiled lightly, "Sister Yu'er?"

Her thoughts were interrupted, and Yan Ruyu closed her eyes, looking rather indifferent.

Her expression seemed to have offended the Fire Dragon Holy Son again, and there was anger in her eyes again.

He looked back for a moment and glanced at Fang Fang.

Over there, there were two old men, both elders of his Fire Dragon Clan. They came to the Bai family this time to act as bodyguards. Since they were the elders of his family, they knew what he meant, so they left one after another to chase Zhao Yun.

Here, Zhao Yun has left the island.

He was extremely fast, like a golden light crossing the sea.

He has been delayed for too long and must return to Daxia as soon as possible. There are still many things waiting for him to do.

Otherwise, he will definitely set off another wave of kidnappings in the Southern Region.

That’s okay too.

I wouldn't mind doing it again when he's free.

Passing by a sea area, he took out a jade hosta, wrapped it with thunder and lightning, and refined the word "Heaven" on it, which reflected the moonlight and was golden. He carved it into the dragon abyss, and the dragon abyss sword body trembled.

This sword is even more extraordinary.

The immortal war halberd, which also had spirit, circled Long Yuan several times.

"There is actually a mystery to these ancient characters." Cang Qiong was surprised.

"This is a treasure, a priceless treasure." Zhao Yun chuckled.

The sky is silent and peeks again and again.

No need for Zhao Yun to say, he also saw the extraordinary nature of this word.

Was it because he was ignorant and didn't notice when he went ahead, or was it because this kid saw the treasure with his own eyes? Times have really changed! After being sealed for eight thousand years, my vision is not as good as it was back then.

It’s right when you think about it.

Now in the form of a remnant soul, it is greatly restricted in many aspects.

For example: vision.

Um?

Zhao Yun frowned for a moment and smelled two obscure auras.

There was no need to look behind him to know that there were people following him, and they were all in the quasi-heaven realm.

His perception was not bad.

When passing by a dead island, a sword light suddenly struck from behind.

Zhao Yun steadied himself and wiped out the sword light with one palm. Then he saw clearly who it was. They were two old men, one gold and one silver. He had seen them before. They were the guards of the Fire Dragon Holy Son. Unexpectedly, they wanted to kill people and steal goods.

"Two seniors, what do you mean?" Zhao Yun said calmly.

"You've offended someone you shouldn't have offended." The silver-robed old man smiled faintly, like a ghost, and he struck instantly. He stabbed Zhao Yun's eyebrows with a lingering light of his finger. He didn't hold back, and it was a decisive blow.

Zhao Yun said nothing, raised his hand, grabbed the opponent's finger impartially, broke it in pieces, and kicked him out. The crackling sound of his bones was terrifying to listen to.

"So strong?"

The old man in gold robe who had not taken action suddenly frowned.

The most confused person was the old man in silver robe. One of his moves revealed a flaw and he was kicked. He was very uncomfortable. He was obviously in the Ksitigarbha realm, but he had such overbearing fighting power. His body-protecting essence was all broken.

"It turns out to be just like you."

Zhao Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the old man in silver robe.

Previously, during the Fiery City auction, one force defeated the Blood Clothes Sect and the Corpse Clan at a sky-high price of 30 billion, and took away the iron box. That day, he didn't know which party it was, but now the other party showed its aura. Only then did he vaguely recognize that he was from the Fire Dragon Clan.

In other words, the iron box is in the Fire Dragon Clan.

"Die!"

The old man in golden robe snorted coldly and slapped his palm from the sky.

This guy is not weak, he is truly at the pinnacle level of Quasi-Tian, ​​and he is as powerful and domineering as Mount Tai.

Unfortunately, he was facing Zhao Yun, and his huge five-finger mark was destroyed by Zhao Yun's punch.

ban!

The silver-robed old man shouted violently and performed an alchemy furnace with secret techniques.

Zhao Yun moved poorly and was covered on the spot. The flames in the alchemy furnace were raging. They were not real flames. They were in the form of a secret technique that could refine Qi and blood. The opponent's purpose was obvious: to cremate him.

boom!

He forced the Tiangang to open, and the alchemy furnace was really gone.

When the silver-robed old man saw this, his eyes narrowed slightly for a moment, this damn thing must be the Tiangang Secret Technique for body protection! Who is this kid, and why does he know this secret technique? Is it possible that he is from the Yangtian family?

"Senior, why are you deserting?"

Zhao Yun said calmly, having already reached the opponent.

The silver-robed old man's expression changed. This kid's speed was too fast.

Without thinking much, he flew away in one step.

However, he glanced at Mr. Zhao one more time and was hit by the illusion on the spot. Although it only lasted a moment, it was enough for Zhao Yun. One finger pierced his Dantian and broke it on the spot.

ah....!

The silver-robed old man screamed and fell.

The dantian was broken, the true energy collapsed, and the cultivation level also collapsed.

This finger didn't matter, he was beaten into a cripple.

"You deserve to die."

The golden-robed old man was furious and struck with a bolt from the sky.

Zhao Yun stepped on the Wind God Step, dodged it for a moment, and knocked over the golden-robed old man with a big stone-throwing hand. He was now at the fifth level of Ksitigarbha realm, and with ninety percent of his immortal power, unless the female commander was in the quasi-heaven realm, It's not easy for anyone to do it. Obviously, this person's combat power is far less than that of the handsome woman.

"What a freak." The old man in gold robe was shocked.

Ksitigarbha realm! The other party is also ridiculously strong.