gate of eternity

Zhao Yun would not let go of such an opportunity, stepping on Fengshen steps, his body was like a rainbow in an instant.

puff!

As soon as Wang Yang fell, he was hit by Zhao Yun's Fenglei sword.

But this sword made Zhao Yun frown. He locked on Wang Yang's heart pulse. He never thought that Wang Yang would move his heart pulse just a moment ago. It simply pierced through Wang Yang's chest, and did not endanger his life at all.

"What a body protector."

Wang Yang smiled darkly, revealing his white teeth, shining with a faint light.

As soon as the words fell, his demon body was shaken, and the evil spirit was surging with the billowing magic power. Zhao Yun, who was the closest, was knocked out for the second time, and he followed him like a shadow, and Ling Tian slashed down with his sword.

Zheng!

Zhao Yun grasped Long Yuan with both hands, and slashed out.

The two swords collided sonorously and powerfully, sparking bright sparks.

Wang Yang's magic sword was blown away, and Zhao Yun's Longyuan also turned all the way out. The two swords landed indiscriminately, one obliquely inserted into the ground, and the other obliquely inserted into the rock, both humming and trembling.

Zhao Yun's arm was bleeding, and he was shocked by the hard blow.

Wang Yang is not much better, but, that fellow has the power of regeneration, the so-called wounds have healed, and the blood dripping from the arm bone is flowing backwards, every drop of blood is hidden with magical power.

"Move the heart, how to do it."

Zhao Yun's eyes flashed, and he still doesn't know how Wang Yang moved away.

It's true, martial arts are endless, and the sword just now really opened his eyes.

"Oh, I changed my mind."

Wang Yangyou's laughter was dry and cold, and he sealed the formula with one hand.

The so-called change of mind means not to kill Zhao Yun, but to capture him alive so that he can go back and study it carefully.

hum!

Following his seal formula to freeze, a magic tower made of demons came down from the sky.

When Zhao Yun saw it, he flew away.

However, the magic tower has its own devouring power, and it is so strong that he can't resist it. After taking two or three steps, he was sucked into the magic tower. At this point, the magic tower fell to the ground with a bang, shaking the ground.

Wang Yang's handprint changed again.

The magic tower trembled with a buzzing sound, and there were jet-black magic lines flowing on it, and the magic symbols gathered into chains, like iron chains wrapped around the magic tower, and the intertwined and colliding sounds made a rattling sound, like a strange magic sound.

Looking inside the tower, it is another scene, lightning and thunder.

Zhao Yun was in it, and the essence and true energy in his body were rapidly passing away.

In other words, it was sucked by this magic tower.

Zhao Yun looked left and right, and saw that the magic tower not only could absorb energy, but also had a terrifying binding force. Look at the jumping magic runes, connected to each other, it should be a sealing formation.

"seal up."

The corner of Wang Yang's mouth curled up, and he changed the seal formula again.

"Block me?"

With a loud shout, Zhao Yun forcibly cut open a crack with his mysterious and yellow energy, and then punched the crack with force, and blasted away forcefully, and he jumped out like a dragon.

"very good."

Wang Yang stretched his palm toward the sky, wanting to capture Zhao Yun alive before he landed.

Zhao Yun had expected it a long time ago, and with a flick of his hand, he poked a bloody hole in Wang Yang's palm.

kill!

The bloody aura made Wang Yang furious, and he brought a volume of demonic aura to kill him.

Just when Zhao Yun stabilized his figure, he roared out a dragon chant and a tiger roar, which resonated with the Wuhun. Even with Wang Yang's background, he felt a pain in his head from the roar, and his attack became weaker and slower , Zhao Yun leaned forward, holding an iron whip in his hand, and smashed it firmly on his forehead.

The sound of pounds is still very pleasant.

Wang Yang snorted again, and took a step back.

"Call, I'll let you call."

Zhao Yun caught up with him one step at a time with an iron whip in his hand, and smashed his head and face.

An iron whip designed for beating the spirit is very good for hitting people. People with martial spirits can resist hard. People without martial spirits, like the one in front of them, don't feel too sour. One whip after another, the seven orifices were bleeding, my mind was buzzing, and my head was about to explode in severe pain.

Ah!

Wang Yang's roar, I don't know if it is anger or pain.

His roar was quite powerful. To be precise, the surging magic power was powerful, heavy and domineering. Even Zhao Yun, who opened the unicorn body, couldn't hold it back, and was knocked over for the third time.

"cut."

Zhao Yun, who flew upside down, controlled the sword with his soul.

He is a skilled person, he had already used the Dragon Yuan Sword when he hit Wang Yang with the iron whip.

puff!

Wang Yang, who had just stood firm, was decapitated by his sword.

It was still a dazzling blood light, even more dazzling than last time.

Wang Yang's head rolled off, and his headless body shook in the bloody wind. The wound on his neck was as big as a bowl, and the blood gushed out like a fountain, reflecting the dim starlight. It was scary at first glance.

The terrible scene is yet to come.

The headless body did not fall down, and a new head emerged amidst the spurt of blood. It was still Wang Yang's head, twisting its neck comfortably, and it was still Wang Yang's face, full of ferocity and scarlet eyes. The demonic light radiated everywhere, and the evil spirits around him hid howling souls.

Chapter 3 Forty

"Is it not dead or hurt?"

Zhao Yun landed on the ground, staring blankly, Wang Yang was able to be resurrected after his heart vein was severed; his head was beheaded, but he was able to reshape it, with his experience, he had never seen such a strange thing, he did not kill him twice, This is no longer as simple as having practiced magic skills, it is obviously the inheritance of a line of magic.

Or say that he is a mortal in martial arts, with limited vision.

If the Moon God was awake, he could see everything at a glance.

Like Wang Yang, an extraordinary demon, even if it is killed a hundred times, it will still not be able to kill him, because Wang Yang has more than one life, and every time he sucks an innocent life, he will have an extra life. How many souls have been sucked, maybe eight hundred if not one thousand.

in this way.

To really kill Wang Yang, he must be killed at least [-] times.

In such a situation, even if Wang Yang stood there and asked Zhao Yun to cut him down, he would be exhausted after eight hundred times. Not to mention, Wang Yang would not stand there and let him kill him. The problem now is that Zhao Yun didn't even understand this. If he didn't figure it out, he wouldn't be able to kill him. It was just a joke eight hundred times.

"How many surprises can you give me?"

Wang Yang smiled cruelly and sinisterly, his blood eyes shone with a devilish light.

"It has been strengthened again."

Zhao Yun murmured, what a weird devil, he becomes stronger once he dies, and his spirit is also covered with a layer of black magic power, that is to say, the black iron whip in his hand is very powerful for the spirit. Wang Yang is already ineffective, and even his roar of dragons and tigers will not be able to break through the protection formed by that layer of magic power. He has a clear mind, knows his own weaknesses, and the defenses are airtight, coupled with the power of regeneration, and can't kill His strange state made him feel an unprecedented fear of his former old opponent, and Wang Yang's strength had also broken his bottom line of shock.

At this moment, what he really wants to know is how to really destroy the opponent.

Once killed and revived once, I am afraid that Wang Yang cannot be destroyed, so he will go to Huangquan Road first.

"I like your eyes very much."

Withered and quiet laughter sounded, Wang Yang had already arrived, and he reached for Zhao Yun's left eye with one hand.

Zhao Yun is studying him, so why isn't he studying Zhao Yun? Looking at the previous instant lore, this eye is the key. It should be a special eye that inherits a terrible secret technique. Therefore, a sober demon It's scary, and a demon with thinking ability is even more terrifying.

"Then I'll kill you again." Zhao Yun yelled

Instead of retreating, he charged forward, avoiding Wang Yang's probing hand, and overturned it with a single palm. Wang Yang was also as fast as a ghost, and with his sword aura in his hand, he cut a thick blood gully on Zhao Yun's body. The extraordinary blood gully, but the killing intent with its own magic power, has invaded Zhao Yun's body.

Fortunately, Zhao Yun's background is strong enough to resist with his body.

His style of play is as strong as ever, when he is strong, he is strong, and he fights strong with the strong.

The main reason is not to believe in evil. If you don't believe in it, you can't kill this devil.

The two of them entered the mountain forest as fast as a fright, and then there was a loud rumbling sound. When they waited to see, the two of them, one south and one north, had already launched a secret technique confrontation, palm prints, fist shadows, sword lights, The towering ancient trees hit by the sword energy fell in pieces, and the hard rocks and broken stones of the battle collapsed and flew.

Zhao Yun became more and more frightened as he fought. Is Wang Yang's magical power infinite?

There is Danhai like him, with a majestic amount of real energy, and he can't hold it anymore, but the opponent is getting more and more fierce, and the magic power has not been depressed, but it has become more and more turbulent. The rolling magic power is really endless.

"Dead, why are you still not dead?"

Looking at Wang Yang, he became a little crazy, his eyes were scarlet, and he howled continuously.

What a spiritual realm!Where did such a surge of real energy come from, and he, with his infinite magic power, couldn't suppress the other party when he was bombarded with secret techniques. This was the first time he had encountered such a strange true spirit realm.

puff!

Another hard blow, and blood burst out.

Zhao Yun was bleeding, and a bloody light pierced through his left shoulder.

kill!

Wang Yang swept the evil spirit and came, cruel and tyrannical.

Zhao Yun didn't say a word, and with the only pupil power, he cast the illusion of the sky eye.

Wang Yang hit the trick, and the probing hand froze for a moment, but only for a moment, the illusion was broken by force.

This moment is enough for Zhao Yun.

He bullied himself in front of Wang Yang and fought in close quarters. His moves were treacherous and extremely unconventional. Every joint in his body seemed to be a fierce weapon with a domineering aura, or in other words, a Fighting intent, I have an invincible fighting intent, every pore in the whole body is full of essence, every trace is burning like fire, and Wang Yang is bleeding frequently.

Ah!

Wang Yang roared, rolling in a surge of magic power, and forcibly shook Zhao Yun away.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun turned back in an instant, pressing and beating all the way.

This is the time to fight for the bottom line. Wang Yang is tyrannical and has infinite magic power. He shakes Zhao Yun away again and again, and Zhao Yun is just a piece of dog skin plaster. It's a whole set of fighting holy methods, the more you fight, the stronger you get.

"Damn you."

Wang Yang howled angrily, activated the forbidden technique, and forcibly knocked Zhao Yun over.

This time, Zhao Yun didn't go back, he just formed a seal with one hand, and said with a clang, "Explosion."

boom!boom!boom!

As soon as his words fell, there was a sudden boom, which came from Wang Yang's side.

Zhao Yun's melee fight is fake, but it's true that Wang Yang put an explosion talisman on his body.

Piercing the Heart Vessel couldn't kill him, and he couldn't kill him even if he cut his head off, so he would explode and turn him into ashes in one breath. For this reason, he pasted hundreds of explosion charms on Wang Yang's body, back and forth.

puff!puff!

The jet-black blood light burst out, each more glaring than the other.

Ah!

Wang Yang's wailing was quite shrill, and every time an explosive talisman exploded, he took a step back, and the bones of the blasted were flying. Before, he was beaten and couldn't stand still; now, he was blown and couldn't stand still. What kind of blood demon, what kind of magic power, in front of such a large number of explosive symbols, it seems that they are not very effective, the defense is broken, and they are blasted one after another, and they lose their human form.

I don't know when, the rumbling sound was annihilated.

When the gunpowder smoke dissipated, the demon head was gone, and he was really blown to ashes.

The ground was covered with broken bones and rotten flesh, and the rocks, flowers, plants and trees were all stained with the blood of demons.

puff!

Zhao Yun spat out a mouthful of blood, lost his footing, and half-kneeled on the ground.

Not to mention Dou Zhan's injuries, just say that the consumption of these hundreds of explosive talismans is scary enough. If it were an ordinary true spirit, it would definitely not be able to hold it.

Fortunately, he destroyed Wang Yang. To be honest, Wang Yang was the most difficult opponent he had ever encountered in the realm of Xuanyang Realm. He had to kill him three times before he could truly kill him.

"It's easy to walk on the road to Huangquan."

Zhao Yun took one last look and turned around slowly.