Eternal gate

"This face..."

Zhao Yun muttered, scanning the immortal corpse up, down, left and right.

After a long time, he looked back and looked at the elders of the Demon Palace, "Don't you look familiar?"

"He looks familiar, Daxia Hongque."

"Daxia...Hongque?"

Hearing these four words, the great elders of the Demon family also sacrificed their true energy one after another. They all stepped forward and gathered around the ice jade bed. They were all startled when they saw the face of the immortal corpse. Although they had never seen the real Hongque, But I have seen the portraits and statues of Hongque, which are the same as this one.

"Twin sisters?"

"I never heard that she has a twin sister."

"The world is full of wonders, and it is not impossible for two people who are completely unrelated to each other to look alike."

"I wonder what Hongque's expression will be when he sees this person."

All the seniors, you said something to me, chattering endlessly.

Zhao Yun remained silent, his eyes dimming uncertainly.

He was the only one present who knew that Hongque was dead and was buried when he attacked the fairyland. This time, there was such an identical immortal corpse, which made him unconsciously think that this was Hongque. In this way, The evil handsome girl is ridiculously strong, so that makes sense.

Immortal-level evil spirits can compete with the Tianwu realm.

He has seen this before, just like that night when the evil handsome lady fought against the master of the Rashomon sect.

Of course, this is just a guess on his part.

Maybe, it's just a coincidence.

Yes or no, take the immortal corpse back and ask Hongyuan to identify it.

"Bringing an immortal corpse back, you won't be afraid of her pretending to be one?" the third elder of the Demon Family sighed.

"That's why it's placed on the top of the mountain." The Great Elder of the Demon Palace said, stroking his beard.

"Without the accumulation of Yin Qi, the possibility of corpse fraud is very small."

"I think it is safest to burn it into ashes."

"Don't talk too much. Pack your bags and move quickly." The great elder of the Demon Palace said.

move.

Just move.

The elders stopped talking and went down the mountain one after another, and the strong men also ran to help.

On the top of the mountain, only Cang Qiong and Mr. Zhao were left, circling back and forth around the ice jade bed.

"If it were made into a puppet, it would be so cool." Cang Qiong said leisurely.

"My master said that if you do too many immoral things, you will be punished." Zhao Yun continued.

"It's been eight thousand years, and I still haven't received enough retribution?" Cang Qiong cursed.

Zhao Yun disagreed and focused on looking at the immortal corpse.

To say that this immortal corpse is indeed extraordinary. Even though everyone is dead, it still has such a strong power. No one can get close to it without the protection of a strong foundation. For example, he uses immortal power to protect his body.

Cang Qiong is also a studious master, so he picked up a magnifying glass.

After that, I turned around and looked.

Looking at it, this guy actually had a nosebleed.

Young Master Zhao glanced sideways for a moment, looking at the sky with eyes that couldn't be more slanted. He looked at what he should see and what he shouldn't see. After all, he was an old man, so why should he be so shameless?

"You can't take too many supplements."

Qing Qiong wiped away the nosebleed and spoke with sincerity.

Zhao Yun curled his lips, glanced sideways at the guy again, turned around and walked away.

He invited the barbarian king.

It was only after the war that we found out that this was the barbarian king of the third generation.

Even if it is a physical body, the body of the Barbarian King is heavy enough, and it cannot be moved without moving the true energy. He found a huge stone, cut it into a sarcophagus, and placed the Barbarian King in it.

“Ashes to ashes.”

“From earth to earth.”

Zhao Yun clasped his hands together and then performed the seal.

Suddenly, the thick sarcophagus sank into the ground inch by inch.

It is true that it is a coffin-sinking technique, but this sarcophagus cannot sink. In other words, it can no longer sink after it has sunk halfway. The lower half is in the soil and the upper half is outside.

"Your coffin sinking technique must be a pirated copy!" Cang Qiong glanced sideways at Zhao Yun.

"The pirated ones are those from the Corpse Clan." Zhao Yun said meaningfully. His coffin-sinking technique is from the Moon God Cult and is absolutely authentic. It is precisely because it is absolutely authentic that this coffin cannot sink.

Why can't it sink?

There must be a problem in the Netherworld.

He had tried before, trying to summon a generation of Barbarian King and Yin Yue King to help in the battle, but the contact was cut off. As for why the corpse clan can use the coffin sinking technique, most of them are their corpse puppets, and they are not sinking into the real netherworld. , that’s why they are not restricted. Comparing the two, we have this embarrassing situation. The genuine one cannot sink in the coffin, but the pirated one can.

After many attempts, it still doesn't work.

Helpless, he dug out the sarcophagus again.

Go back and find a geomantic treasure land to bury three generations of barbarian kings.

At this point, he sat cross-legged, took the colorful Blood Spirit Flower, and hung it in front of him. The Blood Spirit Flower was surrounded by haze. It was obvious at a glance that it was not an ordinary variety. No wonder it disappeared from the outside world.

Zhao Yun ran the technique and absorbed it calmly.

The essence of the colorful blood spirit flower once flowed into his body in wisps of colorful energy. It is full of mysterious power and can help the body and the origin merge. If you absorb a little, you really have this ability.

However, this ability is very weak.

After all, this is just an external force.

The sky was still there, and he was really dedicated. Seeing Zhao Yun cross-legged and closing his eyes, and seeing no one on the mountain, he secretly took a small dagger, scratched the jade wrist of the immortal corpse, and took a drop of blood from the immortal corpse. In just a few seconds, The blood turned into ice slag, shattered into a wisp of mist, and dissipated between heaven and earth.

He didn't see much.

I didn’t see clearly what to say, so I continued to bleed.

Well...!

For a moment, Zhao Yun suddenly groaned.

Even he himself didn't know what the meaning of this muffled groan was, it came out of nowhere.

As a spectator, the Moon God is clear.

At this moment, she had no time to talk to Zhao Yun.

What she was staring at were blessings and curses. No matter which one they were, they were both covered with eternal light. If she looked carefully, they were actually canceling each other out. This was the reason for Zhao Yun's groan.

Her eyes sparkled.

It was she who really underestimated the blessings, but she still had infinite power and was able to destroy the curse. Of course, the consumption was reciprocal. When the curse collapsed, the blessings were also consumed. It was like injuring the enemy a thousand times and damaging yourself eight hundred. The way of playing, there is a high probability that the blessing and the curse will dissipate together.

That's fine too.

When the curse breaks down, she won't have to stay in this hellish place anymore.

Thinking of this, she raised her sword to attack again, to help Blessing in the battle.

On the other side, the same goes for the ninth blessing.

This is their first major counterattack since the curse came.

Well...!

Zhao Yun's groans became more frequent.

The look in Cangqiong's eyes became more and more depressed.

Fusion of the origin is a very comfortable thing. What does this groan with a painful tone mean? Is it possible that this colorful blood spirit flower can also help you transform?

Don't tell me, there has been a real transformation.

Bathed in the starlight, Zhao Yun's body trembled violently, and his whole body shone with golden light. Even the wisps of Qi were covered with golden light. His vitality was strong and majestic, and even the bloodline phenomenon was much clearer.

oops?

Cang Qiong abandoned the immortal corpse and moved closer to Zhao Yun.

He was like a pug, sniffing around Zhao Yun's body.

After looking at it for a long time, he walked away. Before leaving, he grabbed a wisp of Zhao Yun's blood and lingered in his palms. He looked at it again and again. To this day, he still doesn't know what kind of blood inheritance it is.

O man! If Ruoxian's balls hurt, he could do anything.

This one is one of the more outstanding ones.

I don't know what I thought, but Cang Qiong actually threw a wisp of Zhao Yun's blood into the immortal corpse.

It didn't matter if he threw it away, the immortal corpse actually opened its eyes.