Eternal gate

"Where to go."

Zhao Yun snorted coldly and shot up into the sky.

The white crane spread its wings, and pieces of illusory feathers evolved, chopping down from the sky like a violent storm. The Tianwu-level attack was still very domineering, and every feather was like a sharp steel knife.

Zhao Yun used his soul to control the sword, flying at his side to defend.

And he used the Immortal Killing Technique to soar into the sky and pierce the clouds.

The white crane was bleeding, and a bloody gully was cut on its left wing. It didn't fly very steadily, and staggered in mid-air. The bloody gully on its wings healed quickly, and its recovery power was extremely strong.

Being hurt like this made it angry.

Then he saw its body trembling violently, flapping its wings, and a bloody sea of ​​fire rolled down. It was not a real flame, but a form of secret magic, like a cloud of fire covering the sky. Zhao Yun rushed too fast. , the car didn't even stop, it crashed, and was instantly engulfed in a sea of ​​flames.

"Good for you."

Zhao Yun groaned, and his energy and blood were wiped out in pieces.

This is a very extraordinary mount, with a Tianwu level attached to it. As expected, it is not just for looking at. If nothing else, it is said that this sea of ​​​​fire that is not a real flame carries a kind of power of destruction innately.

Gua!

Seeing that Zhao Yun was trapped, Bai He opened his mouth and spat out a stream of blood.

The blood glow turned into a sword glow, which was extremely lethal, and the air it touched was filled with flames.

"Come here!"

Zhao Yun scolded him coldly and moved the sky and the earth.

The two exchanged positions on the spot, and Bai He fell into the sea of ​​fire, covered in black smoke. Before he could stand still, he was hit by the bloody light that he spat out a moment ago, and was almost killed by a blow.

Use his spear to attack his shield.

Zhao Yun's method of moving heaven and earth is definitely a good way to deceive people.

Gua!

Bai He's scream was full of violence, and he jumped out of the sea of ​​fire.

The moment before, Zhao Yun had already bent his bow and set an arrow; but at this moment, the thunderous arrow had already arrived.

puff!

This bloody light was particularly dazzling.

The white crane that had just jumped out of the sea of ​​fire was pierced by an arrow.

It’s not over yet.

After the Thunder Arrow, there is the Sword Flying Immortal.

The swords filled the sky with clanging sounds, and the white cranes were chopped with blood and bones flying across the sky. So what if the Tianwu-level flying mount was against him. He was far from an opponent against the Holy Son of Tianzong. After three or five moves, he was beaten like a bird.

Once again, Zhao Yun underestimated the bird.

Maybe he was forced to panic, Bai He actually used the forbidden method, and there was a shadow on his body. The human-shaped shadow was extremely huge and looked like an old man. He was born with a Taoist bone called Immortal Wind, Tianwu level. The energy spread across all directions, and even the vast sky was suppressed and trembled.

"Master Shangyang?"

Zhao Yun saw it and narrowed his eyes for a moment.

After a closer look, it seems that he is really Shangyang Zhenren, but he is not the real deity. He is just a phantom, engraved on Baihe's body in the form of a brand. It can be summoned to fight when necessary. It is a one-time secret method.

"Why does he want to block me?"

Zhao Yun shouted loudly and smashed the shadow of Shangyang with one palm.

The white crane and the white crane were also knocked down into the void, with a look of shock. This quasi-heaven realm was too strong. It was invincible to the Tianwu mount, and even the shadow of its master was useless.

Just kidding, that's the Holy Son of Tianzong.

Not to mention a phantom, even if Shangyang himself comes in person, Zhao Yun can still hit him.

"it's over."

Zhao Yun's Immortal Killing Technique descended from the sky.

Bai He, who was still struggling, was pierced between the eyebrows with a sword.

A complete kill.

Seeing Bai He's expression before his death, he was depressed and melancholy.

Shangyang Zhenren’s mount! The Tianwu level is more noble than the ancestors of the lineage, and they are always aloof. Looking at the Southern Territory, whoever dares to offend will be buried in the hands of a quasi-tian.

Zhao Yun, with quick eyes and quick hands, collected the white crane and went straight to the other side.

The battle on Wiaoyu's side has not yet ended. Although the old man in black is blind, he has a good background and is not stupid. He does not dare to confront Wiaoyu head-on. He only wants to escape at an extremely fast speed.

"The real person will not let you go."

This guy was very restless and even screamed when he ran away.

Mr. Zhao usually attacks this person with unusual ferocity. He chases him up in two or two steps and removes one of his arms with a sword. Then he hits the old man in black robe with a palm and his bloody body explodes.

"You have a good trip too."

Zhao Yun said calmly, with another big Luo Tianshou.

The old man in black robe couldn't hold himself up, and was beaten into a puddle of flesh and blood by a palm. He died in a very depressed manner. He came all the way to help deliver the betrothal gift, but he was surrounded and killed halfway. He was not mentally prepared.

Zhao Yun hastily cleaned up the battlefield, turned around and left.

After a long time, I saw someone passing by this world. I saw that the sea water was stained with blood, and I couldn't help but raise my eyebrows. Was there a big battle not long ago? Another murder-for-hire business? This guess is reliable. The Silent Sea is like a barren mountain, a good place for killing people and selling goods.

When Zhao Yun returned to the island, night had fallen.

Seeing him coming back, the Qianqiu City powerhouses on the island stood up collectively.

"Set the pot...to stew the meat."

Mr. Zhao's voice was so domineering.

The strong men's eyes looked strange when they heard this. Are they setting up a pot to stew meat?

When Zhao Yun moved out of Baihe, the friends were so shocked that they couldn't stand still.

"This is... Tianwu-level White Crane?"

"I'm counting on it, Master Shangyang's mount."

"This should be Lin Rong, Shangyang's grandson."

All the powerful men gathered around and were chattering. It could not be said that he was the holy son of Tianzong. He made a big move and tied up the most beloved grandson of Master Shangyang, and even brought his mount with him.

Set the pot.

stew.

The old guys were very energetic and rolled up their sleeves.

Everyone present, except for Cang Qiong, no one had ever eaten a Tianwu-level mount. It was Zhao Yun who was so kind-hearted that he brought them such a game, which was a great source of nourishment.

The mountain forest suddenly became lively.

There is a clear division of labor between the strong people. Those who light the fire, those who set up the pots, and others who put the magic knife. The atmosphere is so harmonious, mainly because they are in a good mood and Shangyang's mount, I feel happy just thinking about it.

"You guys haven't been idle these days!"

Zhao Yun carried the wine bottle and walked around the woods.

What a crooked neck tree! They are everywhere, and there is no shortage of them on this island. There are many figures hanging there, some he has seen and some he has not seen, but they all have one thing in common. They are all his enemies. After being kidnapped, they should After a beating, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and there were footprints all over his body.

Well...those are meat tickets.

He was very conscious and hung up Lin Rong as well.

By the way, a collector's edition...stinky sock was stuffed into Lin Rong's mouth.

"What happened to the Eight-Bud Pagoda?" Cang Qiong asked.

"There is one from the Blood Clothes Sect, and I have stolen it." Zhao Yun took a deep breath, "The Corpse Clan doesn't have one."

"this....."

"It doesn't matter, the last one has a clue."

"That's good."

Before long, the aroma of meat filled the mountains and forests.

The meat of the Tianwu-level white crane is so delicious.

With Mr. Zhao as a master chef, it tastes even better with seasonings.

"Then who...eats meat."

Zhao Yun shouted at the island next to him.

The so-called "who" refers to the ghost-faced Yama and a group of sky-level killers.

"Not hungry."

Ghost-faced Yama replied casually, lying on the stone and sleeping soundly.

Among the sky-level killers, few people paid attention to him, as if they had never eaten meat.

"Tianwu-level stewed goose."

Zhao Yun's voice howled so domineeringly.

Okay! As soon as these words came out, the ghost-faced Yama stood up and ran faster than a rabbit. There were also many Tianzi killers, all of whom had numb legs and feet. Moreover, they all brought their own dishes and chopsticks.

"Where did it come from?"

Ghost-faced Yama was the fastest, his eyes sparkling when he saw several large pots of stewed meat.

The Tianzi-level killer is also curious. He has never eaten the Tianwu-level stewed goose.

"Shangyang's mount."

The third elder of the Mo family laughed and cleared up the doubts.

Upon hearing this, all the killers, including Ghost Faced Yama, gave Mr. Zhao a thumbs up, you are really awesome! What a damn good nature! The mount that Ren Shangyang worked so hard to raise must be a hundred years old. It finally reached the Tianwu level, but now it is being stewed?

"Began to eat."

Zhao Yun ignored him and already took out the rice bowl.

The strong men were not polite and gathered a large group around them.

Hmm...it tastes great, and it tastes even better with a sip of wine.

"This guy...is not a bad person."

The killers of Rashomon all said this.

For this reason, Ghost Faced Yama specially took out the little book and read: On a certain day of a certain year, a certain month, someone invited us to eat stewed goose... There was a small mark: Tianwu-level stewed goose.

Perhaps, they will all regret it in the future.

Because the meat Mr. Zhao invited... was very expensive.

"Why don't you see the devil?"

Zhao Yun took a sip of wine and looked around at everyone.

In addition to Mako, many seniors were missing from the scene, wandering around somewhere.

"Going to kidnap money." Everyone laughed.

"Then do you know where the nine-tailed fox cub is?" Zhao Yun asked in a low voice.

"Nine-tailed fox...cub?"

After hearing this, all the powerful men collectively raised their eyes.

Seeing this scene, Mr. Zhao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Mako's secret work is so thorough that even his own family members don't know about it?

"Don't stop me, I can still have another bowl."

"How many bowls are you eating now? Do you really want to eat them?"

“There are so many people but so little meat!”

The forest at night was still noisy.

I don’t know why, but everyone’s appetite is extraordinarily large tonight.

It is true that there are more people than meat. Not to mention a white crane, even if it is pulled in a cart, it can finish it. A Tianwu-level bird will not be able to finish another meal after eating this meal, and it will have to eat a few more bowls until it dies.

Overall, the atmosphere is very harmonious.

Even the little holy beast Qilin is particularly happy.

It is indeed a Tianwu-level stewed goose. It is indeed a great tonic. After a few bowls of broth, your whole body will be filled with steam. There are a few people who have actually improved their cultivation.

"Where have you gone?"

Zhao Yun climbed to the top of the mountain and called the devil with the messenger talisman.

For most of the night, there was no response from the devil, and the same was true for other people's calls.

This gave everyone an ominous premonition, that boy wouldn't have fallen into a trap!

How about saying it's one of my own family members? I'll guess it right away.

Mako really fell into a pit, or to be precise, he was trapped in a sea of ​​fog.

That's right, it was the sea of ​​fog that had given birth to spiritual wisdom and was running wild all over the world. After going to the Great Yuan for a while, it ran back to the Southern Territory. By coincidence, Demon Zi bumped into it. , are you scolding your mother inside right now? As I walked, I stumbled into a sea of ​​fog.

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There are still chapters to come, so it’ll be a little later.