Eternal Gate

The rumbling concealed the silence of the night.

The broken mountains and forests were stained with a lot of blood, mostly male blood.

The Heavenly Martial Realm of the Dayuan imperial family is indeed incapable of combat power, at least not as good as Hongyuan, not as good as the two kings, but this ability to resist beating! It's still very hanging, at least still alive at the moment.

The situation of the battle has not changed much.

With a two-on-one lineup, the two kings definitely have the upper hand.

Xiongcang was miserable enough. He opened a forbidden technique and had burned his lifespan at the expense of his powerful combat power. He was still unable to find the north because of the hammer. He was covered in blood and blood and bones were exposed in many places.

He wants to leave, but has been blocked how many times.

Here, Zhao Yun and the eight-character Hu have been close to each other a lot. They have climbed up a broken mountain. They can see the three figures from the extreme view. I have to say that they are very eye-catching. Even if Xiongcang was blown up, he was extremely comfortable. , In the territory of Daxia, dare to be so mad, and deserve to be beaten.

puff!

The following **** light was very dazzling.

It was Xiongcang who was bleeding again, and was unloaded by Yinyue King.

The barbarian king arrived after the attack, and with another hammer, he flew out, knocking down a large mountain, and the broken stones that collapsed were all stained with the blood of Xiong Cang.

what....!

Xiongcang hissing, anger and pain.

During the battle with Daxia Hongyuan, he was not beaten so miserably, but was beaten to death by two ancient corpses.

boom! boom!

The Barbarian King and the Yinyue King arrived again, and they were in pursuit.

As Zhao Yun had expected, Da Yuan had grievances with the barbarians and the Yinyue Dynasty. If not, the two kings would not be so angry, one would be more vigorous than the other, and a posture that would not be the end without killing the hero. The old grudges do not distinguish between yin and yang, and when they see it... they go to war.

puff!

Xiongcang vomited a mouthful of old blood, and finally became fierce.

Seeing his one-handed seal, a black curse pattern was carved on the center of his eyebrows, and his momentum reached its peak in an instant. It should have been a forbidden technique, not a fighting forbidden technique. Such a peak is only to escape.

Don't say it, he really ran away with a whoosh.

For this, he was destined to pay a tragic price. When the curse pattern dissipated, it was when he fell to Tianwu, his escape in exchange for lowering the ranks, wouldn't it be tragic! No matter how difficult it is to enter Tianwu.

"Really let him run away."

Not only Zhao Yun frowned, but Hu also frowned.

A long distance apart, Zhao Yun could still see Xiongcang look back for a moment when he walked away, and he looked at him. Those **** eyes, engraved with ferociousness, tyranny, bloodthirsty and anger, were all towards him.

That's right, it was his change that disturbed the game.

He was not sure whether Xiong Cang could see through his true honor.

All I know is that he is destined to be unbalanced in the future.

Fortunately, Xiongcang didn't see through his true face, all thanks to the human skin he had cultivated, it was really mysterious and changed his appearance, even in the Heavenly Martial Realm.

That's great.

At least, his ordinary face will not let Xiongcang involve the Zhao family.

Xiongcang ran away, and the Barbarian King and Yinyue King also stopped.

The two of them were like statues, like monuments, standing in the messy mountains and forests, their eyes lost their eyes, and their expressions returned to dullness. Without the stimulation of Tianwu's momentum, they both returned to normal.

At this point, Zhao Yun rushed like a black shadow, along with the eight-character Hu.

"I have seen two seniors."

Ba Zi Hu still knows the etiquette very well, so he bowed a long distance away.

Li Xing forgot, this boy is not honest, rubbing his hands and stepping forward, still want to touch the two kings, so, in the future, I will have the capital to brag, and I have also touched the Tianwu realm.

"It's impossible to find death." Zhao Yun kicked him away.

The ancient corpse in the Tianwu Realm can't be touched, it might be cheating.

Zhao Yun pinched the Yin Jue again and performed the coffin sinking technique.

Taking advantage of the silence of the two kings, he must be sent back to them as soon as possible. After a long time, if he recovers, he can't hold it back. It's good to stay here. If you go out and make trouble, it will be a catastrophe.

Hum! Hum!

There are still two sarcophagi, which came out of the ground before, but now sink inch by inch.

When the sarcophagus disappeared, Zhao Yun collapsed on the ground, his face was bloodless, and his aura disappeared. Looking at the pill sea, there was no trace of true essence, his face was the most scary, and he was bleeding from his seven orifices.

Two times of coffin sinking techniques, both in the Heavenly Martial Realm, burned high incense without causing him to die.

"The merit is complete."

Zhao Yun breathed a sigh of relief, desperately stuffing pills into his mouth.

Every time the ancient corpse of Tianwu was summoned, he would walk in front of the gate of ghosts, and the person who disturbed the king was quiet, and he could be killed at any time. His true spiritual realm was no better than the gods and moon gods, and could not hold the place.

"It's gone?"

The Bazi Hu was on that piece of ground, watching and watching, sometimes listening to it on the ground.

When I arrived, I didn't study the reason, and then looked at Zhao Yun, "Where did it go."

"Netherlands." Zhao Yun replied.

"Netherland really exists?" Hu said in surprise, as if he had heard of it.

"If you want to go, I can send you off."

The words of the Patriarch of the Zhao Family are quite level.

Living people can't go to the nether land, they have to be killed, and there is a coffin sinking technique when it is done.

"Teach me the secret method of sinking the coffin!"

Ba Zi Hu rubbed his veteran hands again, and smiled again, his eyes glistening.

"Master said, it can't be passed on."

Zhao Yun recovered a bit of his true essence and stood up staggeringly.

The battle is over, but there are still some things to do, such as collecting the spoils, so many underground Tibetan realms, so many Xuanyang realms, have been sucked into corpses, and their belongings have to be taken away.

"You rest, I'm here."

Thinking of trophies, Hu Zi is more active than anyone.

Under the moon, the two ran around, looking for them one by one. Due to the war, the mountains were all in chaos, and too many were hidden in the gravel. The two of them had to work hard to find out.

Trophy! It was still very rich, with silver bills, pills, weapons, ancient scrolls...everything, and the two were divided into half, and then the corpses were destroyed and disappeared in the mountains one after another.

The night finally fell into tranquility.

The moment they left the forest, the two of them sighed with emotion!

With a promise, after walking thousands of miles, there was a catastrophe that was almost buried.

Compared to them, those chasers are miserable enough.

A large number of people came out, and none of them went back, and Zui Meng Lou was hurt.

Thinking of the promise, before leaving, Zhao Yun glanced back, as if through the darkness, he could see that dilapidated and desolate ancient town, where Mengdie was buried, after all, the fallen leaves returned to their roots. This life is too miserable. May She came to a good family and lived a peaceful life.

In the moonlight, the two drifted away.

"Damn it, really **** it."

The cold low roar sounded frequently in the darkness under the sky.

It's Xiongcang, that guy is still alive.

However, he was no longer in the Heavenly Martial Realm. He had fallen to the Quasi-Heaven Realm. Without an arm, he was beaten to the point of being physically disabled. In addition to his injuries and backlash, his state at the moment was extremely bad, for fear of coming to an ordinary quasi-tian or a statue. At the peak of Ksitigarbha, he could send it all the way to Huangquan.

"What a true spiritual realm, one day, you will die than life."

Xiongcang gritted his teeth and etched Zhao Yun's appearance, stroke by stroke... in his soul, if it weren't for that little Wu Xiu, how miserable he was, he had dropped to his position and almost lost his life.