Eternal Gate

The magic box stopped, quietly hanging in the air.

Bathed in dim starlight, it is even more vicissitudes of life.

"Zhao Yun."

Youyou Laodao was quite eager, and slapped the magic box again and again.

No hurry! This holy son of Daluo Xianzong, he will carry an inheritance every year, if there are three long and two short in the magic box, he will not kill him if he does not read the sky.

"How could this be."

The look of the genial real person is also extremely pale.

The baby didn't arrive at all, so he took a special person to get in.

For a long time, there was no response from the box.

As for Zhao Yun, they didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

After all, no one has ever entered, so the ghost knows what the situation is inside.

Zheng!

Youyou Laodao was in a hurry, so he took out a knife and wanted to forcibly split the magic box.

Seeing this, Heqi Zhenren hurriedly stopped him, "Forcibly breaking the seal, I'm afraid it will hurt his life."

"You can't wait like this."

The faint old way is like an ant on a hot pot, burning with fire.

It's his fault. Before opening the magic box, Zhao Yun should be protected.

This whole thing is killing people.

"Look for the island owner."

Gentleman He Qi took the magic box and went to the sky in one step.

Youyou Laodao followed Ma Liu, Xu was in a hurry, still holding the fairy sword in his hand, and even passers-by seeing it, didn't realize that he was chasing and killing Heqi Zhenren?

Zhao Yun reappeared in a dark world.

He fell from the sky, with a whole big character sticking to the ground. He was in a bad state because of the collision of the magic box. Sexual fracture, just like a living meatloaf.

He was confused by the fall and didn't get up for a long time.

Long Yuan and the others all called out, but none of them responded.

"It's cheap, boy."

In the gate of eternity, the devil's secret curse was quite unpleasant.

This is a good place, I don't know how many people want to come in?

It's a pity that few people know the universe of the magic box.

Well...!

Zhao Yun groaned, with a painful meaning.

The muscles and bones were all shattered, can he not hurt?

"Where is this?"

When he got up, he looked around blankly.

Everything you see is pitch black, and demonic energy is flying.

He exhausted his eyesight, but could not see the so-called end.

Look at the foot, is soft black soil.

"I don't know what this is." Xianlei also came out, rubbing against the fire.

"I don't know." Huntian Fire floats around, it is a branch of Huntian Demon Flame, but it doesn't mean that it has the memory of its predecessor, just like this dark and autumn world, it has no impression at all.

"Magic box space?"

Zhao Yun murmured, still looking around.

There is a universe here, just like a big world.

"Old man?"

Long Yuan shouted loudly, shouting the faint old way,

Xianlei and Huntianhuo were not idle either, and both raised their voices.

"It's useless, this place is isolated from the outside world."

Zhao Yun took a step forward, walking all the way up, down, left and right.

While walking, he turned into a clone more than once and ran to check in all directions.

This is undoubtedly a big world, and it is vast and boundless. It can be seen that the owner of the magic box has quite a sense of space, otherwise, he would not have made the universe so vast.

"Where is this."

Doubtful words rang out suddenly.

It was the Sword Saint who woke up and floated out of Zhao Yunzi's residence.

Zhao Yun did not hide it and explained the previous incident.

The remnant soul of the Juggernaut flew and wandered back and forth in the air.

Long Yuan and the other three are also interesting, running back and forth with the Juggernaut.

It is still Young Master Zhao who is reserved, standing in the same place and waiting for the Sword Saint. This senior is not ordinary. He is extremely powerful and can slaughter demigods.

"It should be the Demon World." When the Sword Saint returned, he gave a definite answer.

"Huntian Demon Realm?" Zhao Yun frowned, "It's really related to the Great Demon King of Huntian."

"Accurately speaking, it has something to do with the Huntian Demon God. I once read a secret scroll. It said in the volume that the Huntian Demon God once refined space in a magic box and formed a great world, which is called the Huntian Demon World."

"There is something in the volume that says how to get out of the Heavenly Demon Realm."

"I didn't mention it." The Sword God's Remnant Soul trembled slightly.

Then, he added something, "If I was at my peak, Xu Neng would forcibly break the seal, but in this state, at most 30% of the background, far from shaking the universe here."

"I'll look for it first, maybe there's a way out." Zhao Yun stepped forward again.

The remnant soul of the Sword Saint did not return to the Zi Mansion, like a ray of light, wandering around Zhao Yun.

He was also peeping, and he couldn't help but marvel in his heart, marveling at the handwriting of the Great Demon God, such a vast world, such a heavenly creation, that ordinary people could not practice.

Outside, the faint old Daoist and the Gentleman of Harmony have arrived at a spiritual mountain.

This is the mansion of the island master of the gods, and the whole body is covered under the immortal brilliance.

When they arrived, the island owner of Shenming was sitting in the pavilion drinking tea. Besides him, there was another person in the pavilion, who was the old Taoist Tibetan Heaven.

"Why is there you everywhere." Zangtian Laodao squinted at Youyou Laodao.

"I'm in a bad mood today, don't mess with me." Youyou Laodao is not an ordinary anger.

It's still a kind and reliable person, and he took out the magic box at the first time.

Seeing that, the island owner of Shenming is nothing different. He has seen this box many times, or in other words, he has studied with Heqi Zhenren many times, and he has tried to open it, but there is no way.

"This... what kind of thing." Cang Tian Laodao was quite curious.

Heqi Zhenren ignored it, and only told the whole story.

Listening to this, the old gods raised their eyebrows slightly, and there were surprises and surprises. They were amazed that Zhao Yun's fire was actually a demon flame, and he was also amazed that the magic box was actually swallowing people inside.

"No matter what the price is, open this box... I'll give you the money." Youyou Laodao put forward rhetoric, and wiped off his sweat by the way. The future immortal sect sect! If he gets rid of it, the consequences will be serious.

"Is it about money?"

The island owner of Shenming said, while peeping up and down the magic box.

He Qi Zhenren coughed dryly, and it wasn't really a matter of money.

The two of them have been studying for many years. If they can open it, they will have to wait until today?

"This game is not difficult to solve." Zangtian Laodao stroked his beard.

As soon as these words came out, the three old men all looked over.

"Since the Huntian Demon Flame can unseal the seal, it's enough to find its branch flame." Zangtian Laodao has a clear mind. When he said this, he even stroked his beard deeply.

"It's easy to say, the Huntian branch is so easy to find?" The three old men all squinted.

Zangtian Laodao adjusted his collar and said meaningfully, "I know who has it."

"Who has it?" The three of them looked at each other again.

"Sheng Tiangan." Zangtian Laodao said a name taboo.

The three of them looked at each other, as if they had all heard of this person. He didn't show much, but he was quite knowledgeable in divination. As far as deductions were concerned, his Taoism was by no means inferior to the old way of acting.

"It's inconvenient for Fang to invite him here." Youyou smiled.

"I'm afraid my face is not easy to use." Zangtian Laodao took a deep breath.

Said... He also looked at the island owner of the gods, and the meaning was obvious: you have to ask.

"I'm bothering fellow Daoist." Gentleman Harmony is quite sensible, and he stuffed the gods island master with an elixir, all high-level elixir. The faint old Taoist was afraid of the revenge of the immortal sect, so why not he, so he could completely destroy the son of the human being, But you can't get it back!

In a word: It is not a problem that can be solved with money.

"Old man, let's try it." The island owner of Shenming took the medicine pill and turned around to disappear.

Taking people's money to eliminate disasters for others is nothing more than an invitation.

However, whether Shengtianqian gives face or not, that is another story.

"anyone there?"

"Youyou Old Daoist?"

"Nice old man?"

At this moment, the Heavenly Demon Realm is full of shouts.

All Zhao Yun clones, shouting wherever they go, has been shouting for a month.

They shouted for a month, and Zhao Yun also walked away for a month.

This month, he stopped and went, and has yet to find a way out.

"So it is." Sword Saint suddenly said.

"Senior did you find out?" Zhao Yun asked sideways.

"The flow of time between this place and the outside world...is not equal."

"not equal?"

"One day in the outside world, it may be ten years, or even longer." The swordsman said leisurely, "I have already noticed that the Heavenly Demon Realm involves not only space, but also time."

"Senior is still involved in the time domain?" Zhao Yun subconsciously asked.

"Slightly understand." The swordsman only has two simple words, but he has a little understanding. In Zhao Gongzi's opinion, he is quite accomplished. Whoever stipulates that he has practiced kendo can't cultivate other things at the same time.

"One day in the outside world, ten years in the demon world."

Zhao Yun murmured, his mood was very uneasy.

Really worthy of the gods, the **** of chaos is such a great supernatural power.

Being able to tamper with the flow of time, isn't it the same as the old Daotian Bureau? In this way, Jiuding Supreme and Huntian Demon God... must have some insight into the law of time.

"Boss, there is a stone tablet here."

A different cry came from one side.

Zhao Yun's body was like a shock, and he went straight to the clone.

It is really a stone tablet, it must be ten feet tall, with four large characters engraved on it, written vigorously and powerfully. Although it is not the words of this era, Zhao Yun can understand it: the world of chaos and demons, which well confirms the guess of the swordsman. , this is the handwriting of the **** of chaos.

boom!

In the dim nothingness, thunder suddenly resounded.

When Zhao Yun looked up, Cang Miao was already thundering.

This world has begun to become unstable. The demonic energy and demonic evil that were naturally flying around are now like a tidal wave, and they are carrying a whimper, like a wailing or a roar.

Zhao Yunhuo stood firm, recalled Long Yuanjian, and looked at the four directions vigilantly.

This place is too strange, with such a huge movement, I always feel that a demon is about to wake up.

Under his gaze, there was really a blurry figure, slowly walking out from the billowing demonic energy, forming the truth bit by bit, which was exactly the same as when he was born. God, he is carrying a jet-black spear.

Zhao Yun frowned slightly, what's the situation.

"That person is not the real you, but came from you." The swordsman said slowly.

"Suddenly there is one more of me, I shouldn't be here to chat." Zhao Yun narrowed his eyes slightly.

Facts have proved that the other party did not come to chat, but to fight, and just came out, they danced and fought. Although they were not real people, they were powerful.

Zhao Yun would not stand to be tortured, so he picked up his sword and killed him.