Eternal gate

puff!

Zhao Yun took a sip of lake water and gushed out heartily.

It was over and sank to the bottom of the lake again.

After entering this lake, I realized that not only was the strong gravity terrifying, but there was also a terrifying suction force below. I didn’t know whether it was being pushed down or being sucked down.

puff!

Not far away, the head of the Rashomon Sect was in the same predicament.

The scene of the mandarin ducks playing in the water is not very beautiful.

A holy son of the Tianzong and a leader of the Rashomon Sect, fell into this lake, like two drowning landlubbers. They fluttered randomly, emerged again and again, and sank to the bottom of the lake again and again, choking on the lake water with tears in their eyes. .

I escape!

Zhao Yun fluttered and appeared again.

At this moment, he aimed his eyes at a rock outside the lake, switched places with it, and escaped from the lake.

boom!

After that, the master of the Rashomon Sect, who didn't know what secret method he used, jumped out forcefully and landed with a bang. He couldn't stand firm and almost fell down. He was covered with blood. He was so embarrassed. Because of the fluid all over her body, her clothes clung to her body, highlighting her exquisite and enchanting figure.

When Mr. Zhao saw it, he suddenly felt a warm current in his nostrils.

"You still dare to look?"

The master of the Rashomon Sect's cheeks turned red, his beautiful eyes burned with flames, and his true energy surged, instantly evaporating the water stains, and slapped him with a palm from the air.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun didn't dare to look any further, so he turned around and ran away.

Behind her, there was a thunderous roar. The master of the Rashomon Sect's palm was so domineering. A steep mountain collapsed with her palm. Every piece of gravel was filled with a strong aura, which shook Zhao Yun's protective force. The body's true energy exploded into cracks.

"Where to go."

The master of the Rashomon Sect gave a cold scolding and waved his sleeves with sword energy.

The Tianwu Realm's attack is naturally powerful, even if it is a group attack method, but the sword energy of the master of the Rasho Sect is so powerful that it can destroy pieces of ancient trees. Even the hard rock walls are fragile. Like white paper, it can be cut easily.

pound!

Sonorous!

Zhao Yun uses his soul to control the sword, flying around him, trying to escape and defend at the same time. All the sword energy that comes at him is blocked, and the clanging sound like the collision of metals can be heard continuously, and bursts of bright fire are exploded. This is Zhao Yun. , if it were an ordinary peak Ksitigarbha, he would have been chopped into pieces and rotten to pieces.

"Mutian: Waning Moon."

The head of the Rashomon Sect gave a light scolding and made seals with one hand.

Suddenly, the sky trembled, and a moon evolved. It was a broken moon, shining with an eerie color. The wisps of moonlight were full of dreamy moods, very magical, and they shone on Zhao Yun, turning into a ray of light. Extremely powerful blocking power.

"The moon that crippled your sister."

Zhao Yun cursed secretly in his heart, refined the power of the immortal, and formed the nine-word Immortal Killing Technique, which went up against the sky and destroyed the waning moon. Even the falling moonlight turned into a deep valley and spread across the sky and the earth.

It’s not over yet.

After the waning moon, the sky is filled with stars.

The starlight is even weirder than the moonlight just now, and has the power of destruction. Wherever the starlight shines, all flowers, grass, and ancient trees will wither in an instant.

Zhao Yun, who was under him, was not immune. The flying immortal power and rolling true energy were destroyed on the spot, and even his martial soul became mottled.

This frightened him.

It's true that he is in the Tianwu realm, and his means are astounding.

However, he was not blind. He held Long Yuan in his hand, pointed at the void, and forcibly mobilized the immortal power of Danhai. Using the Long Yuan sword body as the foundation, he extended it toward the sky. Looking from a distance, those who didn't know it thought he was Is he holding a hundred-foot lightsaber?

"Give me...break."

Zhao Yun scolded coldly and forcibly stirred it with his sword. The color of the sky was changed to lightning and thunder, and the bright stars were blown up and turned into little stars, dotted in the dark sky.

"Good on you Ji Hen."

Even the master of the Rashomon Sect was surprised by the successive defeats.

This boy seems to be much stronger than she remembered. He is obviously at the peak of Ksitigarbha, but why does he have a quasi-air skandna? Also, are the phenomena around him a phenomenon of blood? Even her heart palpitated when she saw it.

boom!

When she looked at it, Zhao Yun actually changed his form, into a blond one.

"this...."

Zhao Yun was startled and a little surprised.

I was running away, but I got into this state in a daze.

Even he was confused, let alone the master of the Rasho Sect who was chasing him. His beautiful eyes narrowed slightly for a moment. It should be a talent inheritance in the bloodline, which can increase the combat power in a short period of time, but This combat power bonus was too overbearing, stronger than any forbidden technique she knew.

"good."

As soon as Zhao Yun drank a sonorous drink, he suddenly stopped himself and the ground he stepped on cracked.

The golden-haired man was in unparalleled domineering condition. Every acupuncture point on his body seemed to be breathing out his original power. Every corner of his body seemed to be filled with infinite power. It was this power that gave him a great feeling. of confidence.

What is confidence? ....Fight back and fight with the leader of Rashomon.

In fact, he really fought back, sweeping the golden sea of ​​energy with domineering force. He didn't say a word nonsense and started attacking on the spot, with the light of the sword, the shadow of the fist and the palm prints... smashing upwards without any limit.

With such a strong character, I just have to say: I am the best in the world.

O man! Just can't be too confident.

If you are too confident, it will be very sour.

Today's Young Master Zhao is a bit overconfident, thinking that with his blond hair, he can compete with the master of the Rashomon Sect.

In fact, after he committed suicide, he seemed to have never been able to stand firm. He was slapped one after another by the master of the Rasho clan, and he couldn't tell the difference between east, west, north and south.

It's not that he doesn't have enough background, it's that his cultivation and strength are absolutely suppressing him.

In the realm of Ksitigarbha Realm, in this state, he is already at the peak of his combat power and can be called the strongest among the Tianwu Realm. Unfortunately, he is facing the master of the Rashomon Sect, who is a genuine Tianwu Realm master.

Moreover, it is not an ordinary Tianwu realm.

In such a situation, no one will get hammered if he doesn't.

"Is this... Ksitigarbha realm?"

The master of Rashomon Sect was shocked.

Since becoming a Tianwu, this is the first time she has fought so hard in the Ksitigarbha realm. I don’t know if that little thing has taken gunpowder or chicken blood. He is like a little strong man who cannot be defeated no matter what. .

"Is this the Tianwu realm?"

Zhao Yunzhi's state of mind was also in great turmoil. Even with his strongest combat power since he started practicing martial arts, he could not shake the master of the Luosheng Sect. The Tianwu Realm was indeed beyond his reach.

"Can't beat it."

I don't know which round it was, but Mr. Zhao got cold feet and ran away again.

Whoosh!

The leader of the Rashomon Sect was as fast as a thunderbolt and kept chasing after him.

boom! boom!

The dim cloud valley became unquiet.

Zhao Yun fled all the way, while the master of the Rashomon Sect chased and fought all the way. The two fought and walked away, the roar shook the sky and the earth, and the whole valley was in a mess because of the two of them.

"It's... so lively inside!"

Outside the valley, all the old guys pricked up their ears.

"It's the fluctuation of the war."

"Who is that kid fighting with?"

“Is it possible that there is still a terrifying existence hidden in the valley?

Everyone murmured, wanting to rush in to help in the battle.

Think about it and give up.

They are all dragsters, and they will only cause trouble if they go in.

Shh!

Just as he was speaking, the sky hissed.

Everyone held their breath when they heard this, and seemed to be aware of it. They all looked to one side. Deep in the hazy clouds, there seemed to be a rustling sound, and someone was coming this way.

"spread."

The sky waved its hand, and the first one disappeared into the darkness.

Everyone was not idle either. They each found a hiding place and waited for the man to come.

As they watched, a man in black robe walked out of the mist.

Maybe the night was too dark, maybe the other person was covering him too tightly, so Cang Qiong and the others couldn't see clearly. They only knew that his aura was weird, or that he had no aura at all. He was obviously a quasi-tian cultivator, but there was no trace of his true energy. disclose.

The man in black robe stopped.

He stood like a statue in front of Yunyou Valley, motionless, only looking at the stone tablet quietly.

For a long time, no movement was seen from him.

"Take it."

The sky gave a cold scolding.

The man in black robe heard this and ran away in a hurry.

"Where to run."

The seniors shouted loudly, cheering, and all jumped out. At the same moment, they used the ban method. The black-robed man who could only escape a step or two was suppressed on the spot.

"Come."

"Let grandpa take a look at which family it belongs to."

The Great Elder of the Demon Palace waved his hands and unveiled the cover of the man in black robe.

He was a middle-aged man with disheveled hair. Even after his black robe was torn off, the hair still covered half of his face. Moreover, this man was quick and speechless from beginning to end. He was suppressed like this, and his expression did not change at all. His expression was dull. His eyes were also empty, like a puppet.

However, there is no doubt that he is alive.

It was obvious that someone had taken control of his mind.

"Mysterious One?"

Cang Qiong frowned and pulled open the shirt on his chest with one hand. He could see a black curse mark carved on this man's chest.

Everyone narrowed their eyes slightly and saw that the shape and condition of this person were exactly the same as the mysterious one mentioned by Zhao Yun. The curse pattern on his chest was a good example.

"You look so familiar!"

The third elder of the Demon Family stretched out his hand and pushed aside the hair that covered half of the man's face in black robes so that he could see his whole face.

Seeing this, most of the people in the audience were surprised, "Xiao Hun?"

"Who is Xiao Hun?" the sixth elder of the Bai family asked in a low voice.

"Former Commander of the Sixth Battalion of the Suppressing Demon Division." The one who replied was Dao Wuhen. He also used to belong to the Suppressing Demon Division. How could he not recognize the reason? The inheritors of the Demon Realm, who were once the sworn enemies of the Demon Suppressing Division, also recognized it. Among them, There are quite a few of them. Have you ever fought with them?

"I heard that he has disappeared for more than ten years."

"I never thought that I would still be alive and become a mysterious person."

Everyone surrounded Xiao Hun, looking up, down, left and right. They had only heard of the mysterious person, and this was the first time they saw him. As expected, he lived up to the word "mysterious". No matter where he looked, there was something strange about him.

"It's really evil."

Qianqiong is the most dedicated and stands at the front.

He is a studious master and likes to do research. He goes back and forth around Xiaohun, and his hands are particularly dishonest. He pinches Xiaohun again and again. This mysterious person is interesting.

After studying for most of the night, I still can't find the reason.

"The person who cast the spell is really a genius."

The third elder of the Demon Palace took a deep breath and spoke with great emphasis.

No one present refuted this.

A dark curse, how many people have been deceived.

"I heard from Zhao Yun that the person who cast the spell was Gui Ming?"

"If the Tianwu Realm doesn't respect martial ethics, no one can escape."

"When Gui Ming returns, Daxia will be very lively."

The elders are also interesting. You and I don't stop talking. Every time you say a sentence, they will put a sealing talisman on Xiao's body.

Keep it sealed.

Sealed for safety.

I'm afraid of this mysterious person wandering around in the middle of the night.

When Mr. Zhao comes out, take him back to Qianqiu City and study it carefully.

Speaking of Mr. Zhao, everyone gathered in front of the valley again.

The roar of the battle has not yet been extinguished and has already resounded through most of the night.

Everyone who heard such a big movement was wary because they were worried about Zhao Yun.

Speaking of Mr. Zhao, he was indeed in a sorry state.

After all, he was facing a genuine Tianwu realm.

After being hunted by the Tianwu Realm for so long, he is still alive. He is already proud of the world.

boom!

The master of the Rashomon Sect came again and hit the ground with a loud bang.

She held up a sword light, destroying everything as usual.

Buzz!

Zhao Yun holds Long Yuan in his hand and holds his sword horizontally in front of him.

The sword light arrived shortly after and hit Long Yuan's sword impartially. Long Yuan was brave enough to withstand the blow. Zhao Yun, on the other hand, was so shocked that he coughed up blood and rolled over, his arm bones cracking with thunder. Alas, like a big sandbag, it fell into a peach blossom forest.

This peach blossom forest is a bit strange.

Looking at the peach blossoms on the trees, they are all bright red, as if they have been dyed with blood. In addition, the clouds and mist in the forest are also bright red, and they also have a kind of fragrance.

The leader of the Rashomon Sect arrived shortly after and slashed with his sword.

"It's not over?"

Zhao Yun yelled, don't fight all the way, he was very angry.

It's okay if he doesn't scold him, but if he scolds him like this, the master of Rashomon will hit him even harder.

boom! boom!

The roar started again, and the peach forest was in a mess.

If there were any outsiders here, they would definitely notice subtle changes.

What a subtle change! ...The power of the two men was actually weakening little by little. Both Zhao Yun and the master of the Rashomon Sect seemed a little confused, and their consciousness began to become blurred. Even their attacks were very inaccurate, and even the secret techniques were lost. understand the intended meaning.

Well...!

Zhao Yun groaned and became abnormal. His face instantly turned red, and his whole body was burning like a raging flame. His deep eyes looked blurry at this moment, and his clear mind gradually became dizzy at this moment, just like a drunkard. The drunk man was staggering.

Well...!

Look at the person opposite, the same is true, she can't stand still, her face is crimson, her clear eyes are watery, Zhao Yun is confused, and she seems to have fallen into a dream.

hot.

It's hot.

very hot.

This is how the two of them feel at the moment.

"Bliss San?"

The head of the Rashomon Sect's eyes were blurred, looking at the bright red clouds and mist flying in the forest.

This was a cloud of infatuation, of a very high level, so high that even she could not resolve it.

"I...fuck your grandma."

Zhao Yun roared, seemingly seeing the clues.

Of course, there is no use in seeing it. The source of blood and the immortal power of true essence are all ineffective in front of this person. Even if his will is as firm as his, his mind is lost and confused, and he is about to collapse. This most primitive desire is being awakened bit by bit.

Well...!

The master of the Rashomon Sect was not much better. He was confused, as if he was in a trance and hazy in an illusion. He could no longer distinguish between reality and illusion. His eyes were as clear as water. This time, the colors of spring were also rippling. The neon clothes had faded away, revealing the white and soft skin. Every inch of her skin is shining with luster.

Her charming feminine fragrance seems to be a kind of poison.

His strong and hot energy and blood seemed to be a kind of curse.

** repel each other.

Opposites attract.

The most primitive passion made them forget everything.

The clouds and mist became more dreamy, gradually blurring the figures of the two people.

ah...!

Accompanied by a woman's delicate moan, the night clouds and mist became dreamy and hazy again, slowly falling like a curtain beside the bed.