Eternal gate

Daxia and the Southern Territory have a truce.

This news spread throughout the vast sea at night.

The forces in the Southern Territory that were hostile to Daxia breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this.

This is all due to the Heavenly Martial Arts in the Southern Territory.

As a result, the residences of the major Tianwu in the Southern Territory have become bustling and bustling.

In particular, the place where Master Shangyang retreats is the most lively, with people visiting it every day, and most of them are empty-handed.

In their opinion, it was this respected old man who stopped a war.

For this reason, the flattering family even built a grand hall in a prosperous place in the southern region to sing praises to Master Shangyang.

This made Shangyang feel a little elated.

After that, he really said a harsh word: This is the Southern Territory, and no outsiders are allowed to act arrogantly.

Don't say it, what he said is indeed effective.

Since the truce agreement, there has been no movement in the Southern Territory for half a month, let alone war.

This made the forces hostile to Daxia feel quite at ease, and they consciously thought that Daxia was afraid of the Southern Territory and had already withdrawn its troops.

Just say it! The Tianwu level had to come out to control the situation. If they didn't put some pressure on Daxia, they wouldn't be honest.

In fact, it was not that Zhao Yun and the others were not causing trouble, but something happened.

night.

A desert island in the southern region.

All the powerful people in Qianqiu City are here, repairing and healing.

Previously, two major clans were wiped out in one night. It was false that there were no casualties. Not everyone was as capable of fighting and resisting beatings as Zhao Yun. Including Cang Qiong and Mozi, they were basically stained with blood.

Zhao Yun is also there.

Although there were no scars on his body, he was in poor condition. His consciousness was a little blurred and dizzy. Ever since he came to this desert island, he would doze off from time to time, and he would fall asleep if he was distracted.

Just like this time, he had been leaning under the old tree and slept for two or three days, with no sign of waking up yet.

Cang Qiong has seen that it is due to blood.

This boy's acquired bloodline is very domineering.

Because of this, every time there is a change, there must be something different.

Ghost Faced Yama is well aware of this. After the destruction of Little Japan, this guy slept for more than a month.

That's fine too.

He was too tired, so he might as well rest while they were healing.

"This Master Shangyang is a bit crazy!"

The third elder of the Demon Palace held a communication talisman and looked at it with sadness.

Almost no one has such a communication talisman in their hands. They all have their own channels and have received news, such as the truce between the Southern Territory and Daxia, or the cruel words of Master Shangyang.

"He has crazy capital." The ancestor of the Bai family took a deep breath.

The Bai family was once a powerful force in the Southern Territory, so how could he not know Master Shangyang?

He is a highly respected old man who likes to be a peacemaker. Whenever various tribes and forces have unresolved disputes, they will most likely ask him to mediate, and he will be dealt with clearly every time.

As long as Master Shangyang intervenes, no one will give him a favor, even the major dynasties. Not only does that person have high prestige, he is also a genuine peak Tianwu, only half a step away from being an immortal,

No one knows how strong he is, only that it is unfathomable.

"Forgive me for being honest, what is the significance of this truce agreement between him and Daxia." The second elder of the Mo family thought about it.

When everyone heard this, most of them smoothed their beards.

Indeed, it makes no sense.

This truce agreement is no different from the previous truce agreement! What is restricted is only the opponent's Tianwu realm. The Tianwu of the Southern Territory is not allowed to go to Daxia to cause trouble, and the Daxiawu is not allowed to come to the Southern Territory to cause trouble.

To them, this is just a decoration!

If there wasn't something wrong with Zhao Yun's bloodline, would they have stayed here honestly?

"Don't speak too loudly." The ancestor of the Qin family said with a smile, "From the perspective of the Southern Territory, Daxia must have moved the Tianwu Realm to destroy two super-rich clans in one night. If the other party thinks so, then There’s nothing wrong with this truce agreement.”

"The problem is, there is a Holy Son of Tianzong coming to Daxia."

"You know that I know that Daxia knows, but Southern Territory doesn't know!"

"So, the reply given by Emperor Daxia is very interesting. He promised not to immobilize Tianwu, but did not promise not to immobilize the Holy Son of Tianzong." Bixiao, the master of Tianyin Pavilion, smiled softly.

She didn't say the next words.

Everyone present knew that even though he was just a holy son of Tianzong, he was more intimidating than the Tianwu level. For example, Daxia Hongyuan did not dare to raid Dayuan's hometown, but Zhao Yun alone caused a mess in the capital of Emperor Dayuan.

Admittedly, it was aided by thunder and lightning.

However, that is also one of Zhao Yun's background.

This is one of the main factors why the major dynasties are so afraid of Zhao Yun.

As soon as the thunder and lightning starts, that guy is awesome and can cause lightning. If you meet the Tianwu realm, you have to stay cool and cool. It is true that the Tianwu level can withstand thunder and lightning. As for how much thunder and lightning it can withstand, it depends on the truth. Da Yuan Tianwu This is an excellent example.

"The truce is fake, but shock is real."

Qian Qiong, who had been silent for a long time, gave a faint sound.

No one refuted this.

All the Tianwu in the Southern Territory jointly put pressure on each other and wanted more than just a truce agreement. Even if the truce agreement was the same as before, it didn't matter. Wasn't this move just to tell Daxia that the Southern Territory was protected by them?

This is naked shock.

When encountering something like this, any dynasty must weigh it carefully!

Therefore, the Emperor of Daxia's reply was just right, promising not to move Tianwu, but if the Holy Son of Tianzong seeks someone to avenge himself, they have no right to interfere.

"In this era, there are so many rules and regulations."

After drinking a pot of strong wine, Qian Qiong stretched himself hard.

In their time, when Tianwu wanted to fight, he did it as he was told. If one-on-one battles didn't work, he would fight in groups. If group fights didn't work, he would engage in conspiracy. Someone's home was raided, and someone's ancestral grave was ripped off. It didn't happen often. ? Does the Demon King often scold his mother? Unlike in this era, when Tianwu from various countries fight in groups, they have to go to exclusive battlefields. The Tianwu from the East China Sea and the Southern Region are not allowed to go to other countries to cause trouble. The Tianwu from various countries are not allowed to go to the East China Sea and the Southern Region to cause trouble...

Bullshit rules, all fucking constraints.

"If our ancestors return to Tianwu in the future, they must abide by this rule." The demon elder said with a smile, "If you offend Tianwu's punishers, it won't be as simple as getting beaten."

When it comes to sanctioners, too many seniors show fear.

There have long been rumors in the world that there is a mysterious sanctioner, who is not only responsible for heaven and earth, but also Tianwu. There are bloody examples in history. There are always some Tianwu-level assassins who claim to be powerful and break the rules everywhere. They are dead. One is worse than the other.

"The rules will change." Cang Qiong said seriously.

The elders all looked sideways, their eyes becoming a little slanted.

Even though the ancestor looked calm on the outside, in fact, he was too scared to give up on anything.

O man! We can't just mention the past, this is no longer the past, a new generation replaces the old, let alone eight thousand years, it is no longer their world, nor is it their era. Without absolute strength, it is better to be content.

Um?

While he was talking, he suddenly saw a flash of light.

It was Zhao Yun who was sleeping. His whole body was covered with golden light, and there were strange phenomena evolving all over his body. If you look closely at the center of his eyebrows, there is a faint secret pattern carved on it, which should be the exclusive pattern of this bloodline.

Qing Qiong came closer, sniffing Zhao Yun's body like a pug, "Well... the origin has been integrated with the body a lot."

Changes come and go quickly.

The elders closed their eyes and did their own things. Some closed their eyes to heal their wounds, and some were counting the trophies. There were also a few old and dishonest people who found a deserted place to study new year's goods. After studying it, I sometimes glanced sideways at the beauties in Tianyin Pavilion. The more I looked at them, the more beautiful they became.

Three days passed quietly.

On the night of the fourth day, I saw Zhao Yun wake up. The moment he opened his eyes, another golden light shot out of his eyes, poking two holes in the opposite rock wall. He was full of energy and had great energy and blood.

Anyone with a special bloodline would feel oppressed when they saw him. It was a kind of suppression coming from the bloodline.

"Are you awake?" Everyone gathered around and scanned Zhao Yun up and down. His origin and body were more integrated. This guy's aura became more obscure, and his hidden power became more tyrannical.

"What's the situation in the southern region?" Zhao Yun took a sip of wine.

"The truce agreement remains, and everything is prosperous." said the great elder of the Demon Family.

"I'm afraid it won't work if you do something blatantly." The third elder of the Demon Palace interjected.

Although the elders were unhappy, they all acquiesced.

The Tianwu Realm people in the Southern Territory headed by Master Shangyang have made it clear that they want to protect the Southern Territory. If they don't use force in Daxia, it doesn't mean they won't use force in the Southern Territory. If they really want to intervene, the people of Qianqiu City will suffer heavy casualties.

A strong dragon does not overwhelm a local snake.

Zhao Yun is very good at fighting. He can destroy the Tianwu Realm in a single fight, but if he is attacked by a group of Tianwu Realms, he will have to avoid the edge temporarily.

"Then do it secretly." Zhao Yun muttered.

This statement won the hearts of the people.

Things still have to be done.

If you come here secretly, there are too many things you can do, such as kidnapping or assassination.

The Southern Territory would never have imagined that the Holy Son of the Zongtian Sect would still control a huge force without mobilizing the powerful men of Daxia.

It is easy to dodge an open gun but hard to guard against a hidden arrow. Everyone knows the truth.

"Heal your wounds with peace of mind. I'll go to the Bloody Clothes Gate for a walk."

Or rather, they were comrades-in-arms. What everyone thought was surprisingly consistent with what Zhao Yun thought.

Things need to be done, and the eight pagodas will continue to be searched.

There are only two missing, one from the Blood Clothes Sect and one from the Corpse Clan. It is still necessary for Zhao Yun to step on them first. Since it is sneaky and there are too many people there, it will be useless. It will not help much and will only add to the burden.

Zhao Yun left.

Cang Qiong and the others were not idle either. Except for those who were recuperating, everyone else rushed to various places to stroll around. If they saw people from hostile forces wandering around, they wouldn't mind inviting them over for tea.

"This mission...is finally completed!"

On another island, there are also crowds of people.

The person who spoke was none other than a group of sky-level killers from Rashomon who saw Zhao Yun flying through the air.

"It should be done."

When they closed their eyes, everyone took out a small notebook. It was not for writing a diary, but for keeping accounts. Money was calculated on a per-head basis! Isn't it time to take the account book and go to the door owner to collect the money?

"Wait." Ghost-faced Yama said, disrupting everyone's good deeds.

He knew Zhao Yun well. He had only wiped out two super wealthy clans, so how could he give up so easily.

Wait! Many big forces will also suffer.

If necessary, assassins like them would still kill to help in the battle. If there was no money, he didn't worry. He could just ask the sect leader to find Zhao Yun later. If you dare not give it, I'll cut off your ***.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun was like a giant, flying across the sky.

He had already planned to visit the Corpse Clan after visiting the Blood Clothes Gate. If things went well, he would be able to get the two Eight-Bud Pagoda tonight. In this way, the Demon Lord's deeds would be considered complete.

"Zhao Yun...save me."

Traveling to a sea area, there were words like this again.

Zhao Yun stopped suddenly, frowning slightly and looking around.

But when I listened again, I couldn't hear anything. There was no cry for help.

"Have you heard hallucinations?"

Zhao Yun murmured and subconsciously picked his ears.

After a long time, he moved his steps and headed straight to the east.

When he stopped again, he found himself in a vast sea.

Looking with all his eyes, he could see a swirling blood-colored cloud. In the depths of the clouds and mist, the prototype of an island was hidden. The Blood-clothed Sect was hidden in the island. He was not sure whether it was the home of the Blood-clothed Sect, but one of the eight pagodas , most likely hidden in the Bloody Clothes Sect's treasure house.

Without thinking much, he sneaked over.

The hazy blood-colored cloud is a kind of blinding method, and the level is not low.

However, he has a lotus lantern to clear the way, which is all a decoration. What is difficult is the sky-protecting barrier. If it is an immortal level, if the formation does not correspond to the stars, it will be difficult to enter.

When he reached the depths of the clouds and mist, he settled down and was already under the island.

As he expected, there is a sky-protecting barrier covering the entire island. Otherwise, the Blood Clothes Sect has a strong foundation. Such a huge barrier consumes a lot of energy every time it is run. A small sect and a small sect cannot sustain it at all. Live wear and tear.

"I overestimated you."

Zhao Yun took a look and showed a bright smile.

Although this barrier is huge, and although its formations do not correspond to the stars, it is not an immortal-level barrier. It can stop Cang Qiong and the others, but it cannot stop him.

He found a place and rushed in unexpectedly.

When he was done, he took out the sack again, which was filled with explosive talismans. Everywhere he went, there would be three or two left behind, and many clones had also formed, in preparation for the attacks that followed.

At a glance, there are many peaks on the island. Looking up from the darkness, on each peak, there are three or two blood-clothed figures, all strong men of the Blood-clothed Sect, to alert everyone.

There are also many secret sentries posted in the dark mountains and forests, so even at night, they don’t forget to stroll back and forth.

In addition, there are the forbidden secret patterns.

In general, there are pitfalls everywhere.

If you go back to the Bloody Clothes Gate Island for the first time, if you don't make a good move, you will fall into a pit.

That’s okay too.

Zhao Yun had the earth magic and used it as a perception to cleverly avoid the patrol.

As for the hidden secret pattern restrictions, to him, they are all just decoration.

Hidden deep in the mountains is a vast ancient city.

You can smell the smell of blood even from a long distance away. That's right. The Blood Clothes Sect's technique is extremely vicious and somewhat similar to the blood demon lineage. It sucks the living beings to improve their cultivation. It would be strange if it is not bloody. The Southern Territory protects this Pulse, obviously caused by raising tigers.

At a corner of the city wall, he sneaked in.

The guards at the Bloody Clothes Gate are still very tight. There are secret sentries outside the city, and there are many people patrolling in the city. People can be seen everywhere on the street, and there are still a few sitting on the eaves with their eyes closed, meditating.

"Ask someone."

Zhao Yun escaped into an attic like a ghost.

Inside, an old man in blood-robed clothes was sleeping soundly, with quasi-celestial level cultivation.

His perception was not weak. Zhao Yun had just walked in through the wall and saw him opening his eyes and sitting up in the same instant.

"Don't move."

Zhao Yun's reaction was not slow and he opened his eyes instantly.

The two people looked at each other like this, and the old man in blood robe suddenly looked dull. He was caught in Zhao Yun's illusion and was forcibly controlled by his consciousness and mind. He was about to open his mouth to shout, but now he stopped.

This is the initial level of Quasi-Tian Realm. If the prediction is correct, it should not be long before breaking through to Quan-Tian Realm. If it is the peak level of Quan-Tian Realm, it will be difficult to control even Zhao Yun's Taoism. Therefore, selecting people is a technical job.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun flicked his hand, and a covering charm fell down, covering the attic.

Then came the soul search.

The old man in blood robe looked painful, and he kept growling and wailing.

It's a pity that the whole house is covered with masking charms, so no matter how loud the howl is, the outside world won't notice.

"Not a good thing."

Zhao Yun said in his heart, the old man's memory is bloody, and he has committed countless crimes. Of course, he is not here to see these, but to find the secrets about the Eight-Bud Pagoda.

Unfortunately, couldn't find out.

Maybe this product is of too low a level and is not qualified to know.

It wasn't like he didn't gain anything. He didn't find any information about the Eight Pagodas, but he found out the location of the Bloody Clothes Gate's treasure house. There was an underground palace hidden directly under a mansion in the center of the city.

Without delay, he turned around and left the attic.

There are so many masters in the mansion in the center of the city.

Zhao Yun simply ignored this. He was here to steal things, not to fight. Strong men were often useful, and if they couldn't detect him, they would only be kept in the dark.

"That's it."

Zhao Yun fixed himself in one place and sensed with the earth magic spell. He could sense that there was an underground palace below. If he wanted to sneak into the underground palace with the escape technique, it was obviously impossible because there were restrictions and the escape was isolated.

If you want to go in for a stroll, you have to go through the main entrance.

Of course, forcing it in is not impossible, but it will disturb all parties.

"Come on, let's have fun."

As Zhao Yun spoke, he made a seal with one hand and shouted in his heart: Explode.

Following his order, the explosive symbols buried along the way exploded one after another.

Hearing the explosion, many people in the city were alarmed, and this mansion was no exception. He saw figures running out of the house one after another, some climbing up the eaves, or climbing up to the sky. He looked around with all his eyes, because there were people in all directions. There was an explosion.

"Kill!"

Zhao Yun's clones outside appeared next.

The time has come for them to raise their voices, and each of their clones does not howl the loudest, only louder, and they only howl there to attract the attention of the Blood-clothed Sect, as a way of cooperating with the main body.

"Enemy attack?"

The expressions of the strong men from the Blood Clothes Sect changed, and most of them left their mansions and fought towards the city wall.

Not long after they left, Mr. Zhao escaped.

He rushed into a majestic hall and easily found a secret passage.

Straight down.

At the end of the secret passage is a heavy stone door.

This is the entrance to the treasure house of the underground palace, and the space inside is not small.

"Open it... for me."

Zhao Yun was too lazy to find a mechanism to open the door, so he struck forward with a Heaven-Resting Fist.

What's embarrassing is that this punch was like hitting a steel plate, but it didn't blow away, but was shocked. This is because there are ancient secret patterns flowing on the stone door, and the power of the fist has been removed by the secret patterns.

"Okay, you're awesome."

Zhao Yun cursed secretly, picked up the stone piano and smashed it head on.