Eternal gate

The moon is bright and the sea is vast.

The Dapeng is like a golden cloud, crossing the night sky.

Zhao Yun stood on it like a monument, looking all the way around, exhausting his eyesight and perception, trying his best to catch the cry for help, and he could trace its source just by hearing it again.

However, he traveled like this for three to five days and gained nothing.

And for the past three or five days, Cangqiong and Ghost-faced Yama have not been idle either. They have already divided into two groups and went to wander around the gathering places. They both have a pair of dog noses. They seem to have a better chance of finding people in crowded places. Big, but among all living beings, it is not that easy to find one person.

It's night again.

Zhao Yun didn't know how many times he stopped and looked around silently.

Wrong direction? This was his guess. After searching for three or five days, he heard nothing. This made him feel that he was getting further and further away from the person calling for help, and even the sound transmission was restricted by distance.

After taking a sip of wine, he changed direction.

When passing by the Xueyimen Island, he did not forget to take a look. He had lost so many treasures and an iron box. The people at the Xueyimen must be very anxious to get angry at this moment. Even in the middle of the night, there were people coming and going on the island. Go out and listen carefully, and you can seem to hear the yelling on the island.

Compared to the Blood-clothed Sect, Zhao Yun wanted to know more about the Blood-clothed Ancestor.

After all, it was the inheritance of the same line. The ancestor became the mysterious one. The blood-clothed disciple should not know it. He was curious about where the mysterious spell caster had taken the blood-clothed ancestor and whether he was causing trouble in secret.

Walking across the sea, Zhao Yun looked sideways again.

This time we were looking at the Zombie Clan Island, which was not very far from the Bloody Clothes Gate Island.

Zhao Yunli watched in the distance for a long time, wanting to go in and have a look. He wanted to ask a corpse clan member if the three zombie ancestors had come to the southern region, but after seeing the other party's barrier, he decided to go back and talk.

Under the moon.

He floats here and there like a ghost.

After going around for many days, I still found nothing.

Equally melancholy are Cang Qiong and Ghost Faced Yama. They have traveled to many islands in the past few days, and their footprints are basically found wherever there are crowds of people. To this day, they have not been found.

"Shangyang Island."

Zhao Yun held the map and glanced at it briefly.

There is such a mark on the map, which is particularly eye-catching.

Searching aimlessly, I turned around and turned to the vicinity of Shangyang Island.

Now that you are here, how can you not go and take a look.

Shangyang Island is very huge. Viewed from a distance, it looks shrouded in clouds and mist, with mysterious light shining through it, like a bright pearl dotted in the vast sea. There are mountains and rivers crisscrossing it, and the vegetation is very luxuriant. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is also extremely abundant, and it is like a fairyland under the moonlight.

This is only seen from outside.

Zhao Yun wanted to go in, but there was a barrier blocking him.

He has been to so many forces and seen all kinds of barriers, many of which are immortal-level. None of them can be compared with the one on Shangyang Island, because this barrier is of perfect immortal-level.

"Guo has a strong foundation."

Zhao Yun murmured, and walked around the island with his hands, going back and forth more than ten times. During this period, he looked up at the stars more than once, and came to the painful conclusion that the position did not correspond to the stars.

In this way, he can't see the flaw.

Immortal-level barriers are very mysterious, let alone perfect immortal-level ones. Just like this heaven-protecting barrier, he couldn't even see a single secret pattern. How could he find a flaw? If he couldn't find a flaw, he wouldn't be able to get in.

"I'll deal with you sooner or later."

Zhao Yun took one last look, turned and left.

This time, he walked all the way south or searched for it.

Originally a lonely figure, there was someone beside him at some point.

It is a witticism, and it is late at night, and the moon is full, and the woman is wearing a wedding dress, just like the woman walking out of the painting, with the power of ghost marriage lingering around her, walking under the moonlight like a dream or an illusion.

Looking from behind, the back view of the two people is particularly warm and romantic.

But this warmth and romance, in the eyes of the Moon God, hid a hint of sadness. God is naughty and always likes to play tricks on people. Zhao Yun seemed unaware, but she could see it clearly.

Eh?

I don't know what day it was, but I heard Zhao Yun sigh.

He didn't find a cry for help, but he saw an interesting thing. It was a sea of ​​clouds and mist, hazy, giving people the illusion that there was an ancient dream hidden in the mist.

"It's back again."

Mr. Zhao touched his chin, his eyes sparkling.

That was not a sea of ​​clouds, but a sea of ​​fog. To be more precise, it was the sea of ​​fog in the southern region. Perhaps it had taken too long and absorbed too much of the essence of heaven and earth, and even developed spiritual wisdom. I wandered back and forth, and I was sleepy a few months ago. For several days, he was brought from the Southern Territory to the territory of Dayuan. He never thought that this sea of ​​fog that breeds spiritual wisdom would go around in a big circle and come back again.

Fortunately there is no one else here, otherwise he would be surprised.

A sea of ​​mist was moving back and forth, which was very strange and unusual.

"It's your uncle's fault, let me out."

While he was watching, he suddenly heard a loud curse coming from the fog.

Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows after hearing this, the scolding sounded so familiar! Isn't it the same guy as Mako? No wonder there was no news from him for many days and no trace of him could be found. He was trapped in this sea of ​​fog.

Whoosh!

The sea of ​​fog moved again, running into the distance.

Even though it was a sea of ​​fog, he ran really fast.

"Where to go."

Zhao Yun picked up the guy and chased after him.

Last time he had something important to do and was too lazy to argue with Wu Hai. This time he had to settle the score.

Whoosh!

Perhaps Wu Hai was aware of Zhao Yun and ran faster.

It doesn't matter if it runs away, the devil trapped in it won't be able to stand still.

"Snapshot."

Zhao Yun scolded coldly in his heart, and instantly slipped into the sea of ​​fog.

To be honest, Wuhai didn't treat him well and always wanted to throw him out again. What a pity! Mr. Zhao doesn't want to go out. If he wants to leave, he has to take Mozi with him. Before taking Mozi away, he has to settle old scores.

"open."

Zhao Yun sacrificed a lotus lantern and used lotus fire to clear the way.

Mozi, who was still scolding his mother inside, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he followed the lotus fire to find him. The moment he saw Zhao Yun, he was so moved! If Zhao Yun doesn't come again, he will prepare to start a catastrophe.

"This sea of ​​mist has intelligence." Demonic Son said.

"I know." Zhao Yun handed over a bottle of wine.

He also moistened his throat and prepared for the thunder god's wrath later.

While moistening the mulberry leaves, he did not forget to take a peek at the sea of ​​fog. He had not seen him for many days. The sea of ​​fog had become stronger again. It should be said that his spiritual intelligence had become stronger again. Only ordinary sound wave secrets could not hurt the soul of the sea of ​​fog at all. .

In this way, it is understandable that Mako is trapped.

Not all sonic techniques have martial souls as their foundation.

"Fuck with me!"

Zhao Yun took a sip of wine, thinking that Wu Ling could hear him.

After hearing this, Mozi's eyes lit up, Zhao Yun was trying to recruit Wuhai to join Qianqiu City! If this deal is completed, it will be perfect. With the sea of ​​fog protecting it, the defense of the Immortal Mountain will be stronger.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun responded with billowing clouds.

It's time for the fog spirit to get angry and use this cloud to deal with Zhao Yun.

break!

Zhao Yun's thunderous wrath destroyed the clouds and mist.

Also shocked was the fog spirit. The entire fog sea trembled, and a muffled sound could be heard. Physical attacks may not be effective against it, but soul-based attacks, like the thunder god's wrath, are a thief. Well done, the most important thing is that Zhao Yun has a martial spirit, which Mozi can't compare to.

Wu Ling was scared, knowing that he couldn't defeat Zhao Yun.

It opens another path, and the meaning is obvious: It's cool outside... let's go out!

"Not leaving."

Zhao Yun moistened his throat again and prepared for another thunder god's wrath.

The sea of ​​fog gave rise to wisdom, such a rare species, how could he be willing to leave it.

"I'm giving you face, right?"

The curse suddenly started, and the tone was quite childish.

It was Wu Ling who was scolding, and it was Zhao Yun who was scolding.

Eh?

Not only Mozi, but also Young Master Zhao raised his eyebrows very high.

It turns out that the fog spirit has become civilized. The sound of scolding a thief has a human touch. The tone sounds like a little baby, but that’s right. The fog sea has only just developed spiritual wisdom. In terms of age, it is like a human child. , if the fog sea could turn into a human form, it should be a pink one.

At this moment, the two of them had already acted out the scene in their minds.

What happened next confirmed their suspicions.

Wuhai really turned into a human form, really turned into a little guy, only the size of a palm, pink and fleshy, wearing small underpants all over his body, and he looked like an elf , as cute as you like, it should feel good if you touch it.

Whoosh!

Before the two of them could react, Xiaowuling ran away.

I bumped into a shameless thing. How can it not run away?

"Where to run."

Zhao Yun and Mo Zi shouted, one on the left and the other on the right, chasing after them.

That scene, in the eyes of the Moon God, was also extremely pleasing to the eye. It was like two adults chasing a little baby who was stealing candy. One was cursing, while the other was fooling and coaxing.

"Don't make me mad."

Little Wuling is not a freeloader either. Although she is petite, her voice is not as loud as usual. Although she scolds with joy and truth, she runs extremely fast. She says the cruelest words and does the most cowardly things.

It's better if he doesn't scold me.

The more it cursed, the more fiercely Zhao Yun and Mozi chased it.

Whoosh!

The little mist spirit waved its hand, and large clouds of mist rolled in.

As expected by the two of them, this mist spirit in human form has great means to control the hazy sea of ​​mist. Thinking about it, it is right. It was originally transformed from the sea of ​​mist, and controlling the sea of ​​mist is his innate talent.

However, this talent is useless to Zhao Yun.

He has a treasure lotus lantern, which can ignore the fog and sea of ​​fog. Even without the treasure lotus lantern, he can still break through it. This involves a problem of vision. As long as the little mist spirit himself does not transform into the sea of ​​mist, everything else is not a problem.

When the little mist spirit saw this, he ran faster.

It's not afraid of the devil, but of Mr. Zhao. That guy has a treasure lotus lantern and a martial spirit. It seems to be innately restraining him. The sea of ​​mist he manipulates is useless to it. If the sea of ​​mist is turned into a sea of ​​mist by the deity, it won't be able to withstand the opponent. The attack on the soul, from the inside out, beats him to death.

"If you run away again, I'll stew you."

"Fuck with me and find you a little wife."

Mozi and Zhao Yun have a clear division of labor. One is responsible for shouting, and the other is responsible for deceiving. It is rare to see one such rare species in ten thousand years. If you happen to encounter it, you must get rid of it today.

Little Wuling didn't listen to their nonsense and just ran away.

Despite his small size, he can run faster than a rabbit, just like a stream of light.