gate of eternity

It has been too long, and it is already a pile of bones.

Zhao Yun sensed it with the earth magic spell, and he was sure that this was the corpse clan member.

This surprised him.

The corpse clan is really big-hearted too!

What kind of object is the iron box, and if you send a Ksitigarbha to get it, you won't be afraid of being robbed halfway?You know, there are many talents in the Great Xia Long Dynasty, and there are some places where the folk customs are still very sturdy.

Murder and robbery often happen.

"It shouldn't be!" Zhao Yun murmured, calming down and perceiving carefully.

"No one else, just chirping." Cang Qiong interjected.

Zhao Yunxin said that although Cang Qiong was a remnant soul, he was at the Heavenly Martial Realm before he was alive. He might not be able to do so in terms of combat power, but in terms of perception, he was indeed superior to him. Cang Qiong said so, and it must be true.

Ever since, he walked out of Maolin.

"Who?" The purple-robed youth who was still digging the grave turned around abruptly.

"Digging graves is harmful to morality, and there will be retribution." Zhao Yun said lightly.

"Then I will repay you first."

The purple-robed youth sneered, the wind howled in his sleeves, and an electric snake sprang out, it was a black iron chain, rattling, it should be his weapon, it was as fast as lightning, and entangled like a snake.

Zhao Yun raised his hand and grasped it easily.

The purple-robed youth frowned, knowing that he was invincible, he turned around and fled.

Zhao Yun was too lazy to chase, so he immediately bent his bow and set an arrow.

Then, there was a streak of scarlet blood, the purple-robed youth who escaped only three to five feet away was pierced by an arrow, he didn't make a ruthless hand, leaving half of his life, and grabbed him with one hand and forcibly searched for his soul.

Well!

The purple-robed youth wailed in agony.

Zhao Yun had no mercy, avoided the restriction on the opponent's soul, and plundered the memory forcefully.

After searching like this, he frowned, besides the purple-robed youth, there were also corpse clan members here.

It is said that it is true.

In the darkness, a jet of black sword energy struck.

Zheng!

Zhao Yun instantly raised his sword and placed it in front of him.

The sword energy hit Longyuan impartially, and sparked a bright flame. Although Longyuan was not broken, it cut him back. Thanks to his background, his arms were numb from the shock, and his arm bones ached .

It can be seen that the shooter is very strong.

According to his estimation, it was scarier than the Red Flame Marshal.

Just say it!

The Corpse Race will never send Ksitigarbha to pick up the iron box.

The sixth demon general had a dry cough. He had vowed before, but now he was slapping his face. Zhao Yun didn't realize that he was also deceived. Strange, left and right, east and west.

boom!

Zhao Yun fixed himself, and the rock he stepped on cracked.

Thanks to his quick reaction, otherwise he would be severely injured.

"There are some things you can manage."

"There are some things you can't control."

Youyou's words sounded, and a figure came out step by step from the depths covered by darkness. It must be an old man, covered in a black robe. Even Zhao Yun's heavenly eyes couldn't see his face, only that his eyes were like an abyss , gloomy and lonely, if you look at it more, you will be in a trance, and there are wisps of evil spirit lingering around him, which is quite corrosive and devouring. into nourishment.

"This is a master."

Zhao Yun thought, his eyes almost narrowed into lines.

He was very puzzled, the other party was obviously in the quasi-heaven realm, but why the power of Tianwu was revealed.

"He used to be at the Heaven Martial Realm."

Cang Qiong said indifferently, and gave such an explanation.

The light in Zhao Yun's eyes fluctuated, and he also guessed like this, which coincided with what Cang Qiong said. Most of the old men in black robes today belong to the same category as Da Yuanxiong Cang. , In this way, the remnants of Tianwu power in him can be fully explained, and he is also the pinnacle of Zhuntian. This kind of martial arts is not comparable to ordinary Zhuntian.

"This item is also free. If you have such a cultivation level, just go to Mu's house to grab the iron box. If you don't need it, someone else will snatch it." It will be so troublesome, just go in and grab it, and run away after grabbing it.

"Senior, the times have changed." Zhao Yundao, "If someone like him enters the Twilight City, he may not come out. The background of the Great Xia is far beyond your imagination. I have perceived it before. The Quasi-Heaven Realm in the city is no less than five Ten, if the corpse clan dares to use force in the city, they will be besieged by all the strong men."

Cang Qiong didn't answer. He didn't know the lineup of Twilight City when he was in the city before. Assault is two concepts, it seems safer to borrow someone's hand to take it.

"It can't be the corpse ancestor!"

Zhao Yun stroked his chin, pondering in his heart.

Rumor has it that there is only one Heavenly Martial Realm statue in the Corpse Clan, that is, the Corpse Ancestor, and this one, who used to be a Heavenly Martial Realm, might be the Corpse Ancestor, perhaps because of some accident, he fell to the cultivation level.

of course.

This is just speculation, as to whether it is not yet clear.

Cang Qiong said again, "What are you thinking? Slip away! You can't beat him."

That's hard to say.

Zhao Yun twisted his neck. He used to be at the level of Tianwu, but it doesn't mean he is also at the level of Tianwu now. As long as he is not Tianwu, then he will have a battle.

On the opposite side, the black-robed old man was also fixed.

"Old Ancestor, save me." The purple-robed youth was still alive, bleeding from his seven orifices.

"Trash." The black-robed old man said calmly, and put one hand on the purple-robed youth's Tianling Gai.

There was a sudden scream, the half-mutilated purple-robed youth was swallowed alive by the black-robed old man into a mummy, Zhao Yun gasped when he saw that he was so cruel to his own family, this old thing is very cruel!

"What pure blood."

After swallowing the young man in purple robe, the old man in black robe stared at Zhao Yun again.

What responded to him was a sword cry, and Zhao Yun made an instant lore.

oops?

Sky was startled, he didn't know that Zhao Yun could still turn around instantly.

It should be the secret technique of the sky eye.

This is so magical!

Calculate the distance, grasp the position, and one sword is extinct.

However, the imagined scene of the black-robed old man being killed by seconds did not happen as planned. Although Shun was strong and hard to guard against, he failed to break through the eyebrows of the black-robed old man. It was triggered by itself, forming a black light, protecting the center of his eyebrows, dispelling Zhao Yun's sword power, and the killing blow only sparked a spark between his eyebrows.

Before the final kill, Zhao Yunfei fled behind.

It really deserves to be the one who retired from the Tianwu realm, and there are indeed some brushes.

If he had known this, he would not have wasted his pupil power, wasting a trump card in vain.

"Tianyan blinks." The old man in black robe was surprised, "Are you Ji Hen?"

If the rumors are true, this guy should have been buried in the Dead Sea, why is he still alive.

"It's a real honor for this junior to be known by senior." Zhao Yun smiled faintly.

"How is it possible." The black-robed old man couldn't believe it.

A small land of Tibetans entered the forbidden area of ​​the Dead Sea and came out alive, overturning his cognition, but the facts speak louder than words. The person opposite is indeed Ji Hen, the contemporary son of Tianzong.

"Okay, very good."

The black-robed old man's eyes were like a torch, and his greed concealed his shock.

What kind of wealth did he accumulate in his previous life to come across such a good thing.

Whoosh!Whoosh!

With a wave of his arms, four large flags were planted in the southeast, northwest, forming a large formation.

As soon as Zhao Yun settled down, he was trapped in the formation. From the outside, the big formation was nothing, but inside it, there was another universe. It was a piece of lightning and thunder, not real thunder and lightning, but the shape of the formation pattern. From the looks of it, he is not only a master at digging graves, he is also quite accomplished in formations.

You can start a formation by raising your hand, which ordinary people can't do.

Zhao Yun smashed through a formation flag with one sword, and jumped out from inside.

He bumped into the black-robed old man head-on, and two wisps of blood qi split out from his eyes, forming two sword qi, ignoring his body-protecting true energy, he fled back again, a dragon chant and a tiger roar extinguished the bloody sword qi.

"What the world says is true."

"You're really good at it."

The black-robed old man smiled quietly, moving like a ghost, following like a shadow, his withered palm stretched out, and grabbed Zhao Yun's neck, the secret pattern in his palm flowed, and the power of confinement stretched across his palms and fingers, he was indeed playing with formations A master can actually engrave the array in his hands, which ordinary people can't do.

"What a quick movement." Zhao Yun was startled.

He thinks his speed is superb, but the opponent seems to be faster.

No matter where he escaped, he couldn't get rid of this ghost, and the withered old hand that was protruding. It seemed nothing at first glance, but in fact it was powerful. Before it touched him, his protective essence collapsed.

puff!

Bleeding.

Although Zhao Yun avoided the vital parts of his neck in the bloody pose, his shoulders were affected, a piece of flesh was torn off, and half of his shoulder bone was shattered, and was blown into flying ash during the horizontal flight.

"Good boy, you can avoid it."

The black-robed old man sneered, and killed him in two or three steps.

As soon as Zhao Yun soared into the sky, he was blocked by a big Luotian hand.

The black-robed old man didn't even look at it, a sword qi slashed out, splitting his big hand, and even Zhao Yun was knocked over. Before Zhao Yun could settle down, he appeared like a ghost again, with a finger lingering in the dim light, giving A finger hole was poked out in Zhao Yun's chest, and bone fragments exploded out during the period.

roll!

The sound of the dragon chant was loud, and Zhao Yun forced the dragon to wag its tail.

However, the divine dragon, which has always been invincible, swung its tail and slammed on the old man, but it couldn't be shaken. The opponent was safe and sound, but the divine dragon in the form of a secret technique was knocked to pieces, which surprised him again. , It's really not just for show, the flesh body is so heavy.

puff!

Zhao Yun spattered blood again, and was swung away by the palm of the black-robed old man.

The palm of the black-robed old man who had been in the Heaven Martial Realm was no joke. The sound of bone cracking in Zhao Yun's body was clearly audible. The opponent was too strong, and the realm was absolutely suppressed.

"I said earlier, you can't beat him." Cang Qiong scolded.

Zhao Yun didn't answer, Huo fixed his body, and Huo also drew his sword, using Wanjian Guiyi.

The corners of the black-robed old man's mouth turned up slightly, his two fingers easily clamped the tip of the sword, and he lost the power of the sword in an instant.

Chapter 757 Tianwu Corpse Puppet

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun dropped his sword and flew into the sky.

The old man in black sneered and chased after him all the way.

Seen from below, there are two rays of light, one black and one gold, both of which are as fast as a fright.

Zhao Yunmou exerted all his energy and rushed upwards desperately.

The old man in black robe was full of contempt, and pinched the seal with one hand.

Suddenly, the sky trembled, and a sea tide that covered the sky rolled down.

However, only this level of Shui Dun can't stop Mr. Zhao.

Surprised, he smashed through the tide.

It was not over yet, behind the tide was the sword energy all over the sky, and it was also the handwriting of the old man in black robe.

boom!