Eternal Gate

"Wang...Wang Yang?" Prajna looked startled.

"Girl Prajna has a good memory." Wang Yang smiled quietly, showing two rows of white teeth. He should thank Prajna. If Prajna rescued him, he would have been killed in Huangquan; if Prajna rescued him, he would not get the Immortal Lord's help. Inheritance, let alone being the saint child of the devil's cave, this is a build against the sky, and this sense of superiority is truly wonderful.

Prajna's face was pale.

Who on earth did she save, devil? murderer? The demon?

"The thought of killing is too heavy, it is difficult to achieve a right result."

"Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha right away."

"The sea of ​​bitterness is boundless, and turning back is the shore."

"I'm very curious, which one Senior Sister will say at this time."

Zhao Yun's words were all plain, and he wanted an accurate answer from the Buddhist family.

The mouth of the prajna jade is slightly open, like a knuckle in the throat.

She could hear Zhao Yun's words; she could also see the struggle of the wronged soul.

For the purpose of saving sentient beings, the Buddhist aspirations she upholded were shaken for the first time.

"Your compassion disturbs the cause and effect of others. Even if the Buddha shines on the world, it still shines with the neigh of the unquenchable soul. Under the peaceful Buddha's voice, what is hidden is the wailing blood." Zhao Yun clanged every word, every word he said, The momentum rose by one point, opened the Qilin, and opened the magic way.

Previously, I didn't know that Wang Yang was still alive, thinking that everything would rest. After knowing this, there is no reason to let it go. Whether it is forever to avoid future troubles or walk the way for the sky, Wang Yang...must die.

"Destroy my demon, I don't have to go today."

Wang Yang let out a grinning grin, swept the devil and slapped him with a palm.

Zhao Yun did not retreat, but advanced, but Shan Shan fisted to meet him.

boom!

When the fists collided, there was blood bursting out, and a layer of halo spreading, dispelling the blood wind, and also hitting the Prajna back, and even the Dapeng hovering in the air was overturned by the momentum.

Look at both sides of the battle.

Wang Yang remained unmoved.

However, Zhao Yun took a half step back, his fist bones were torn apart, and there was still blood flowing between his palms and fingers. The first blow made him regret.

It is not that he is not strong enough, but Wang Yang is too terrible.

Since that night, I don’t know how many innocent people’s blood has been swallowed, how many magical powers have been blessed, and I only fight for power. Wang Yang is above him, and he has cultivation base. It has also climbed all the way to the peak of Xuanyang. What kind of magic skills he has cultivated, and what kind of inheritance he accepts. It’s too scary, at such an age, at such a level, with such a strength, Wang Yangding cannot be separated from the Demon Realm. Maybe, it’s like a demon, it’s a inheritance. Son of God.

"The power of regeneration, instant lore, it turns out...you are Tianzong Jihen." The corner of Wang Yang's mouth was slightly raised, and his scarlet eyes flashed with tyrannical light. With its form, it was more scary than a ghost.

"Immortality... endlessly." Zhao Yun sacrificed the Dragon Yuan sword with a sword of wind and thunder.

"It's a good sword." Wang Yang smiled quietly, with a black magic pattern between his palms. He poked out one hand and grabbed the Long Yuan sword. A strange magic power easily removed Feng Lei's sword power.

Roar!

What followed was a vigorous dragon chant.

Wang Yang was also familiar with the wagging of the dragon's tail. A black dragon circling, knocked over Zhao Yun with one blow, and before Zhao Yun was fixed, he killed him like a ghost, lingering the magic light with one finger, and poking at the center of Zhao Yun's eyebrows. Strong, if you are hit, you will probably be killed.

"Fuck!" Zhao Yun gave a sonorous drink, opened the body-protecting Tiangang, and shook Wang Yang.

"It's an absolute defense." Wang Yang laughed playfully.

The one who responded to him was Zhao Yun's Zhu Xian Jue.

The golden sword light is more mysterious and yellow, and it has a strong penetrating power.

Of course, this blow was not enough in Wang Yang's eyes, and was slapped out.

"Give me... swallow."

Wang Yang snorted coldly.

Zhao Yun, who had just killed him, was submerged in one face. The Demon Sea was weird, hiding a lot of resentful spirits, wailing sorrowfully, and disturbing the mind. The most terrifying thing was not this, but the magical power in the Demon Sea, which can eliminate the true essence. It can swallow the essence and qi as much as possible, the qi and blood are as majestic as him, and the momentum is also depressed for a moment, I am afraid that if you wait a few more moments, you will be sucked into a corpse.

broken!

Zhao Yun drank his sonorously, and with one blow, he tore through the magic sea, like a dragon and jumped out.

"seal."

Although Wang Yang fell with one finger, a magic tower fell from the sky.

Zhao Yun wanted to leave, but the magic tower's suction power was stronger, his body stagnated for a moment, and he was covered by the magic tower on the spot. He could see thunder, thunder and lightning as he stepped out, and even black magic talisman flew away, connected into chains, locking Zhao Yun's hands and The feet also have the power to swallow.

"open."

Zhao Yun screamed coldly, forcibly performed Tianwu momentum, and shook the magic tower to pieces.

"Tianwu?"

As Wang Yang stepped back, he looked surprised. He didn't know that Zhao Yun could still perform the mighty power of Heavenly Martial Arts. A mysterious technique that could not be cultivated in the Xuanyang Realm. He was so excited because he didn't know it. Zhao Yun in his eyes was no longer alone. It is a treasure, and when he captures it, he will squeeze out all the secrets, including Pill Sea, Martial Soul, and the power of regeneration.

"Tianwu?"

The Prajna who was still sealed also murmured. I don’t know if Zhao Yun still hides these cards. Compared to Zhao Yun, she shocked Wang Yang more. How long has it been since the True Spirit Realm she saved in the past is the most Xuanyang. At the peak, as well as its combat power, even Ji Hen, the number one in the new sect, fell in front of him.

The more so, the more regretful she was, and she really saved a demon.

boom!

When she murmured, Zhao Yun bleeds again and hit Wang Yang with a finger. A blood hole was poked out in his chest. If he didn't hide in time, it would be the fate of life that was penetrated.

"Weak, too weak."

Wang Yang grinned and moved a terrifying secret technique. He could see the sky and acted out a black whirlpool. In the whirlpool, a magic hand stuck out and Ling Tian grabbed Zhao Yun.

This method is somewhat similar to the Prajna Buddha.

It's just that Wang Yang's Taoism is too shallow, he can only invite a magic hand.

"Outer Golem." Zhao Yun squinted his eyes slightly. He had read the secret scroll of the Demon's House, and saw a short introduction. He never thought that Wang Yang was actually familiar with it. Only a demon's hand would be so terrible. If it were a complete Outer Golem How terrible it should be, what exactly has Wang Yang experienced these days?

boom!

The demon hand of the outside world has fallen, and there is the power of Mount Tai.

Zhao Yun let out a muffled grunt, and the bones inside his body crackled. Similar to the secret method, Wang Yang’s external golem was much stronger than the golden Buddha of Prajna, or Wang Yang was much stronger than Prajna, and his background was too strong and strong. To make him feel shocked.

"Exit." Wang Yang said coldly.

"Destroy me?" Zhao Yun's vitality rose, and he took out the savage mace. A violent mace was swung out against the sky, and the magic hand that had just fallen was knocked out by a hammer.

This time, Wang Yang snorted.

The Demon of the Outer Dao was connected to him, the magic hand was destroyed, and he was also backlashed, and the backlash was extremely strong, and his sternum was half exploded, but he also had the power to regenerate, and he recovered in an instant.

seal!

Zhao Yun pinched the Jue with one hand and took a mouthful of the golden bell.

This is also the secret method he learned secretly when he was in the Xinzong Grand Competition.

boom!

Admiralty fell to the ground and the village houses collapsed.

It's a pity that Wang Yang couldn't be sealed, and within a short while, he was split by Wang Yang's palm.

"Split the sky."

Zhao Yun has leaped up into the sky, with a ten-zhang sword light, unparalleled sword power.

Wang Yang's eyes were full of contempt, and a secret technique was applied, and a black shield was turned on the top of his head. Zhao Yun made a slash, like a slash on a steel plate, Extraordinary could not break open, and was shocked.

"Come again."

Zhao Yun returned instantly. The Long Yuan sword in his hand had been replaced with a black iron whip that specializes in fighting spirits. With Long Yuan, he can use the tyrant sword to chop the sky. With this iron whip, he can also use Ling Tian's whip. , Buzzing, a whip smashed Wang Yang's shield.

puff!

Wang Yang spurted blood. It was not that the shield was broken and was backlashed, but the spirit was hurt by the strange ability of the black iron whip. Originally, the iron whip was useless to him. The reason was that Zhao Yun used Wuhun on the iron whip and blessed it. The dragons and tigers are both dedicated to the spirit, and the two resonate.

In this way, it can be used to smash people and thieves.

Well...!

After the blood spray, Wang Yang snorted again.

At this moment, his momentum plummeted, and the tumbling evil spirit became quite unstable, sometimes low and sometimes violent, depending on his expression, there was more pain, and there were resentful spirits in his body struggling and wailing. It should be swallowed too much. It couldn't be digested for a while, and Zhao Yun's whip did not come at the right time. It happened to be a critical point, which severely damaged his spirit and caused the resentful spirit backlash.

cut!

Zhao Yun moved Long Yuan to remove Wang Yang's head with a sword.

Just like that night, Wang Yang didn’t fall. Not only did he stand still, he even flew behind him. In the back, another head grew out. His eyes were the same scarlet, and his face was the same hideous face. The severed head turned into a pool of blood.

"This....."

When Prajna saw it, he was shocked, and his head was beheaded, and he could still give birth to new ones. With her experience, it is difficult to understand that there are such terrible secrets in this world? Can't you die?

"Where to go?"

Zhao Yun had a soul sword, a hand iron whip, and he kept chasing him. Wang Yangfei fleeed behind him. He followed him like a shadow, chasing and fighting. He had already fought with Wang Yang, knowing that this product is evil, and it can be resurrected after being blown to pieces. Let alone lose a head.

"You...can't kill me."

Wang Yang gritted his teeth and forcibly suppressed the backlash of the resentful spirit in his body. He waved a jet-black banner and waved it into a hurricane of evil spirits. He swallowed all the ferocious ghosts around Zhao Yun. The resentful spirits, each with their teeth and claws, will drag Zhao Yun into Infernal Purgatory.

"Sky Thunder Array."

Zhao Yun plunged his sword into the ground, and shot out into pieces of lightning.

The subsequent scenes were very bloody, each of the ghosts and resentful spirits was cut into ashes by the thunder blade, and the wailing and screaming was stern. Perhaps, for them, it was also a kind of relief, even if it was better than being restrained by Wang Yang, which would last forever. Superbirth.

Well....!

Wang Yang snorted again, pained, and his face was distorted.

It is because he is too greedy and the magic power is too overbearing. It has swallowed too many creatures. He has accumulated so much to this night. The way is too shallow, and he can't be suppressed. There is also the danger of being swallowed. The combat power has been greatly reduced. The blood is also riotous, not only the face is twisted, even the body is twisted, sometimes swelling, like a huge force hidden in the body, to burst his body, it is magical, and it is also the soul of innocent people. Resentful spirit.

He needs time and time to refine the resentful spirit.

Thinking like this, he escaped faster, like a magic light rushing into the forest.