Eternal gate

ah....!

The four great Heavenly Martial Arts were deposed, and there were wailings all over the sky.

Viewed from a distance, it was an ironic scene. Tianwu, who was usually aloof, now had disheveled hair and injuries all over his body. He was like four prisoners, with their hands locked by iron chains and being pulled along by the Holy Son of Tianzong. Go away, no matter where you look, you can't find any dignity at all.

"It's all useless, why not kill him." There were so many people following him that I couldn't stand it any longer.

"Have you forgotten what Ji Hen said before the war started?" Many elders said earnestly.

"He doesn't really want to destroy the nine tribes!"

"Is it possible that the descendants of Tianwu are left to stare at Ji Hen's relatives and friends all day long for assassination?"

There was a lot of discussion and a lot of noise.

Zhao Yun chased Shangyang all the way, and the spectators watched all the way.

The world can only express deep sympathy for the four major Tianwu realms, because the actions of the four of them today are destined to bring about a catastrophe of annihilation for their own inheritance. It seems that they cannot blame others. The Holy Son of Tianzong has something to say before starting the war. , if they dare to intervene, they will destroy the nine tribes, but they insist on taking care of it.

Since ancient times, the winner is the king and the loser is the enemy.

If you lose, you have to pay the price in blood.

"Fellow Taoist, help me."

Master Shangyang was still asking for help, his howling hysterically.

Everyone knows that there are many Tianwu in the Southern Territory, and a few of them are nearby, but they all choose to remain silent at this moment. They should take care of what they should and should not take care of. In today's battle, Ji Hen has given them A good example is given, and the four major Tianwu realms serve as a lesson for others.

So, it’s better to leave it alone.

Watching a big show honestly is safer than anything else.

"Those old guys are too cowardly." People who didn't mind the matter all clucked their tongues and hissed, "If the Tianwu from the Southern Territory come together in a big way, they will definitely beat Ji Hen into ashes. "

"Have you ever thought about what if Ji Hen escaped?"

"This..." The man coughed dryly and simply kept silent.

Most people still have brains. If Ji Hen escapes, those who intervened in this matter will not be able to sleep well in the future. With the nature of the Holy Son of Tianzong, if he fights openly or assassinates secretly, he will not be beaten. It would not be over if the other party wiped out the clan. Tianwu realm was not stupid. Once the war started, it would be a big gamble.

boom!

Amid the discussion, Zhao Yun set foot on a sea area.

Shangyang Zhenren, who is still on the run, is in that sea area.

"Good journey."

Zhao Yun said lightly and slashed out from the air with his sword.

Shangyang Zhenren was bleeding on the spot and was knocked out.

Buzz!

Before he could settle down, he saw a black light streak across the sky.

It was a black war spear, and Ye Shangyang used this war spear to nail Zhao Yun into the void.

Cause and effect reincarnate.

Zhao Yun finally came back this time.

"No... no no..."

Shangyang's howl was a roar from his soul.

Unfortunately, no matter how loud he howled, it would not help.

No one came to save him.

No one dared to save him.

As for him, he couldn't block the blow at all.

puff!

Blood suddenly appeared.

The world saw Shang Yang being nailed to death with a spear in the void. Before his death, he must have regretted it. It was not good to provoke anyone, but he chose to provoke Ji Hen, and even ended up with a body and soul destroyed today.

The wailing sound was finally extinguished.

There was only a bloody figure left in the void, nailed there by a war spear.

That scene was an unprecedented shock in the eyes of the spectators. That was Master Shangyang! A good old man from the Southern Territory was only half a step away from becoming an immortal. He was so virtuous and respected, but he was killed like this. He celebrated his birthday today, but he also went to hell today, and his birthday and festival seemed to have happened on the same day.

The five heavenly warriors joined forces, one was killed and four were deposed.

This unprecedented battle was so brutal!

However, the demon's killing spree did not end.

Zhao Yun held Long Yuan in one hand and the four Tianwu in the other, and ran towards the distance.

Soon, the sky-protecting barrier of an island was broken, and the Holy Son of Tianzong stepped in with a killing sword. There was another bloody killing. Mountains inside could be seen collapsed, and palaces and buildings were blown up. A fresh life was killed, and blood flowed, dyeing the vast sea red.

ah....!

Master Baiwen roared and roared, as if he had gone crazy.

Because this was his family's inheritance, it was really destroyed.

When Zhao Yun came out again, he was covered in blood, as if he had become a blood-soaked Shura. Not to mention the world, even the strong men in Qianqiu City felt their hearts tremble. When someone went crazy, it was like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood!

Zhao Yun left again.

Before leaving, he released Baiwen Zhenren and threw him into the ruins of the island.

"Does it hurt your heart to kill people?"

Looking at the ruins of the island, too many people murmured.

The Holy Son of Tianzong was indeed ruthless. He wiped out the inheritance of the Tianwu Realm and wiped out all his disciples and descendants, but left Master Baiwen behind. This punishment would probably be worse than death.

Why!

Someone sighed.

The spectators can’t tell the difference between right and wrong.

There is cause and effect in the world. Master Baiwen's participation in the siege and killing of Ji Hen was the cause, and his current genocide is the result. He will definitely regret it more than Master Shangyang. This matter has nothing to do with him, and he took the initiative to provoke the killing.

ah...!

The shrill wailing sounded again soon.

This time it was the inheritance of Master Bie Gong, and no one was left alive.

The remaining two Tianwu could not escape their annihilation, and the entire island was sunk.

Never finished.

Still not finished.

That man was probably really crazy. He carried his sword and killed wherever he went. But he didn't just kill everyone he saw. He was always targeting hostile forces, such as the super wealthy Gongsun family, ranging from ancestors to small soldiers. It was really He really wiped out the whole family, and a huge island sank into the vast sea.

Examples of the Gongsun family abound.

The journey of the Holy Son of Tianzong has been paved with blood and bones.

No one knows how many people he killed or how many inheritances he destroyed.

Since the day when the Southern Territory was established, no one has ever dared to cause such a massacre in the Southern Territory. Even the quasi-immortal level did not have such courage. The sea was filled with mountains of bones and rivers of blood.

"Another incredible record."

The elders took a deep breath and were filled with emotion.

No one can refute this statement. Let’s ignore the inheritances that were destroyed. Let’s talk about the five great heavenly warriors. Four were slaughtered and one was destroyed. Looking at the history, even the strongest immortal demon lord has no Ji in the same period. Hen was so domineering, using mountains of corpses and seas of blood to create a formidable reputation.

I don’t know when the screams were extinguished.

The demon's killing spree has finally come to an end.

As night fell, he held the bleeding Longyuan Sword and walked staggeringly on the vast sea. His back was desolate and lonely, just like a twilight God of War, who was about to reach the end of his life.

It's still that little island.

He fell under the old tree where Long Fei died.

When the strong men of Qianqiu City found him, he had already fallen asleep tiredly, and his immortal state had dissipated. His black hair, which should have been like a waterfall, had a few strands of silver. He was obviously young, but he looked quite old. .

No one spoke.

No one bothered me either.

This kid's madness is unprecedented. They know very well that in the killings in the southern region, Zhao Yun is always lingering in front of the gate of hell. If he does not have an immortal state, he will be killed many times.

Facts have proved once again that love is a very strange thing.

The Chu Wushuang of the past and the Dragon Concubine of the present were performed vividly.

And this man named Zhao Yun seems to be a man of love. To say that he is out for revenge, it is better to say that he is angry at the beauty, and stained the word of love with blood with an extremely cruel killing.

"We are all just soy sauce."

All the strong men coughed and found a place to sit down.

Zhao Yun was going all the way to kill them all, and they were following them all the way to sweep away. Every one of the people present returned home with a full load. The storage talismans they carried were all stuffed full. I don’t know how many treasures they got, and I don’t know how much they harvested. How much supplies are enough to last Qianqiu City for many years.

Whoosh!

The nine tails were like a ray of light, emerging from the devil's dantian.

Running out with it was the palm-sized little fog spirit.

Everyone's eyes lit up when they saw it. This was Long Fei's nine-tailed fox. They basically recognized it, but what kind of thing was this little guy? He was chubby and fleshy, how could he be so cute?

"What is this?"

Cang Qiong picked up the little fog spirit with one hand and looked at it with round eyes.

All the strong men came up curiously, scanning up and down, left and right, a few of them, and sometimes stretched out their hands to pinch the little Wuling's arms and legs, which felt very good.

"You must be sick! Put me down."

Xiaowu Ling is a little devil, and he scolds her like a baby.

All the powerful men were amused and laughed, what on earth is this.

Mako didn't hide anything and told the secret.

After hearing this, everyone present raised their eyebrows.

Especially Qianqiong, he is the senior one and his eyes are the strangest. Eight thousand years ago, he also stepped into the sea of ​​fog and was trapped for seven or eight years. He never imagined that eight thousand years later, the sea of ​​fog would become a spirit. .

What the Demon King said was indeed correct. Over time, the bastard can live like a tortoise.

The little fog spirit was carried away and surrounded by all the old guys. This was the first time I saw such a species. How could I not study it carefully? It was as studious as the sky and even gave some blood.

Kyuubi lay down under the old tree and looked up at the stars quietly.

The dragon concubine is dead, and she still feels lonely as never before.

The little ferocious tiger is quite sensible, wagging its tail and rubbing its side back and forth, as if it is comforting, and also seems to be inviting the nine-tailed fox, inviting it to Qianqiu City, where it can be treated as a home.

Kyuubi didn't respond.

Its silence seems to be the default.

Late at night, a beautiful figure landed on the island.

She was as beautiful as jade, and her delicate body was still stained with blood. It was she who killed Lin Rong with her own hands.

Seeing Zhao Yun sleeping, she didn't bother her. She just held her hands tightly, with heartache all over her eyes. She was really honored. She saw Zhao Yun in his immortal state twice, and saw the demon killing people twice. But under the bloody coat, Hidden is the heart-rending pain, a separation is the separation between heaven and man forever.

"The Yan family is willing to join Qianqiu City."

Mozi took a sip of wine and extended an olive branch for Zhao Yun.

Yan Ruyu nodded lightly. Regardless of the overall situation or selfishness, the Southern Territory cannot stay any longer. Zhao Yun destroyed so many inheritances in this battle. The Southern Territory will have to be reshuffled, and wars will inevitably occur in the future.

Taking one last look at Zhao Yun, she left the island again.

Zhao Yun slept peacefully, he must have been more tired than ever before.

He was sleeping, but the war was still going on. Moon God and Blessing worked together to suppress the curse. Unfortunately, they couldn't defeat it. Zhao Yun had to advance to Tianwu. That day was not too far away.