Eternal Gate

boom! boom!

The exploding talisman exploded, and the blood burst into the sky.

What followed was the wailing of the white-haired old man, who was hit by a large exploding talisman, which is not painful, the quasi-sky-level fleshy body, the **** bones that were blown up, fell like a rain of blood.

Gudong!

The bottom is full of drooling sounds.

There are so many Explosive Talisman, stick it on the body and explode it, not to mention the physical pain, it hurts when looking at it, what about the peak of Zhuntian, I am also afraid of the Explosive Talisman, and the level of the Explosive Talisman is not low.

"It's him."

"It's Ji Hen."

"It's the Son of Heavenly Sect."

I don't know who it is, he let out a sudden bluff.

There is no need for that person to say, the spectators have already seen it, because when Ji Hen's black robe was shocked, it was torn apart by the power of the white-haired old man’s bloodline, and its hiding power also revealed flaws. , A person with a high vision, who can see at a glance, is definitely the holy son of Tianzong.

No wonder.

No wonder you can fight like this.

It was originally Ji Hen that day-defying evildoer.

The world has realized it.

The world is also confused.

Isn't Ji Hen in Tianzong? Why did you run to the East China Sea?

In addition, his special bloodline, judging by its blood, is as majestic as a sea, it must be an ancient inheritance, and those with special bloodlines present will feel depressed when seeing his origin.

Xu is everyone is looking at the sky.

Even the old monk flees, no one notices it.

That's right, the old bald donkey ran away, and he was still waiting for the right time to come forward to make up his knife? God knows that the gray-haired old man is so unbelievable, and only a few rounds, he was beaten and disabled.

Therefore, it is better to leave early.

what...!

Accompanied by screams, the white-haired old man fell from the sky.

He is very strong, the combat power is really terrifying, at least the attack is unmatched.

The world believes in this.

Zhao Yun also unconditionally believed in this.

It's a pity that he was facing Ji Hen, and his flaws were revealed in an instant, and then he was out of control. So many hole cards, so many secret techniques, all of which were useful in the future, were crippled.

Therefore, it is best not to hide and tangle with Zhao Yun.

Otherwise, there will be no chance to use it at that time. The white-haired old man is a good example.

boom!

The white-haired old man landed and smashed a restaurant.

The next bang was Zhao Yun, landing with a bang.

"do not care."

"I don't care about this."

The white-haired old man hurriedly said, completely losing his majesty after being beaten.

This speech sounds pleading to the people of the world, but there is nothing wrong with the situation, the situation is stronger than that of people, and it is so miserable by Ji Hen hammer. If you continue to beat it, it will be death.

Zheng!

Zhao Yun waved his sword and chopped off his head with a sword.

The spectators gasped for a while, and it was rumored that the Heavenly Sect's Son was decisive and decisive. It is true that such a quasi-tian pinnacle will be destroyed if you say it, but if you think about it carefully, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it. , Talk about kindness, and kill them in exchange for them.

Blame, blame, the gray-haired old man took care of what he shouldn’t care about.

Indeed, when the white-haired old man was dying for a while, it was a remorse! Make tea well! Wanting to find excitement, but wanting to wade through the muddy water, and ended up dead.

Zhao Yun left and went straight to one side.

He has the foresight, as long as he planted the celestial eye tracking mark on the old monk, within a certain time limit, as long as the mark does not dissipate, even if he flees to the horizon, he can also catch it.

"Hurry up."

The spectators got together and followed one after another.

Watching a big show, it was very eye-catching, it was uneven, and there were more exciting things in the back. Ji Hen is a talent, where is the lively, long-term rumors should not be faked.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yunxun thundered through the sky all the way.

The old bald donkey didn't run slowly. After a while, he had already escaped from this sea area, thanks to his celestial eye tracking. If this is lost, trying to find it again would be tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

He didn't enter an island until night fell.

On the island, there is a monastery, like a vast ancient city, where the incense is quite prosperous. If you go to see from a long distance, you can see the Buddha's light blooming, and the sound of chanting, accompanied by the sound of bells, spreads all over the world.

"Tianfo Temple."

Zhao Yun raised his eyes and glanced at the temple plaque.

These three characters are really full of meaning, ancient and solemn, and they must be portrayed by eminent monks. There is Buddhism hidden in them. It is the real Zen. In his view, it should be a heavenly martial art state, or, a fairy, a Buddha. Many talents, as strong as the devil, have fallen into a big somersault.

"You came out by yourself, or I went in to catch you." Zhao Yun said coldly.

"Donor, this is the pure land of Buddhism."

In the monastery, misty words came out.

Zhao Yun could hear that the person who responded to the other was not the old monk, but listening to the aura of this voice, the other party was definitely not weaker than the old monk. Most of them were the abbots of the monastery, and their words were quite deterrent.

Zhao Yun didn't talk too much nonsense, and stepped in.

Of course, he was shaken out in the next instant. There are universes, formations, and defensive formations in the temple. He sat cross-legged and covered the temple because he stepped in and manifested himself. It was actually a broken fairy formation. The support of the formation was the incense of the Buddhist school, and it was the power of thought. The Buddha's light was radiant because of its brilliance.

"I really fled back to the monastery."

When the spectators arrived, they saw Zhao Yun being shaken back.

No one dared to step forward, for fear of the aftermath, they all hid in places, or stood on the top of a mountain, or stubbed on a tree, with a telescope in their hands, and wanted to see if Ji Hen could break the magic circle.

Zheng!

Zhao Yun lifted his sword, gathered his strength as a clone, and used ten thousand swords to unite.

It's a pity that his strongest blow couldn't shake the big golden Buddha. On the contrary, it was him. The hand bones that had been shaken exploded and spread to the internal organs, blood spurted wildly, and almost fell.

"Go away!"

In the monastery, words came out again.

He is also the abbot of Tianfo Temple, saying like Hong Zhong Dalu.

Zhao Yun didn't answer, but gave a retreat.

Regrettably, I couldn't escape, because the Golden Buddha was well-rounded.

Afterwards, he went through the wall, but it didn't work well, and his forehead banged loudly.

"Pointing to a Mingdaoer."

He took out the Baolian Lantern and lit the lotus fire.

The Baolian lights flickered, but there was no indication. The formation was broken, but the power of thought was endless. Under real circumstances, even if Ming Daoer was illuminated, Zhao Yun could not get in.

"Don't come out there."

Zhao Yun snorted coldly, took Long Yuan, and moved out the ballista.

He has great courage. He moved out thousands of vehicles in one breath. The spectators who watched the war talked, or said he was the son of Tianzong, he was urinary. He carried so many weapons of war with him, and each one was expensive to build. , If it is not a local tyrant, who is all right to stroll around carrying a ballista.

Hum!

The buzzing sounded, and ten thousand arrows were fired.

The violent bombing of the crossbow was a big scene.

However, this is also limited to big scenes.

Although Zhao Yun has many ballistas, although the powerful crossbows are strong, they can't break the Buddha.

The broken fairy formation was indeed not covered. There were so many powerful crossbows, but it didn't move. Only on the surface of the Buddha, a handful of sparks were knocked out, which seemed to be no different from tickles.

Zhao Yun took a deep breath and looked up at the sky.

This big Buddha is a bit hard, not fiercely anticipated, and cannot be blown away. If there is a thunder, it will be easy to use. With the help of heavenly power, it can break the formation, even if it has the power of thought.

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The fourth chapter is gone today.