Eternal Gate

Well...!

On the top of the mountain, Zhao Yun's muffled hum was endless.

It has been three days since he stepped onto the altar.

From a distance, he was scary enough at the moment, not only bleeding from the seven orifices, but also full of gullies, all of which were the backlash of the soul, and every scar on it was lingering with thunder.

That was the remnant of the attack by the primordial spirit, which appeared in the form of thunder.

"Good enchanting junior."

Immortal King Haotian said in his heart, sighing.

The Yuanshen Stele was handed down by his ancestors, and the Xuanxian level who used it to cultivate is countless, no matter how amazing, no matter how enchanting, no one can last two days, including him.

But this junior lasted for three days.

Seeing that kid's demeanor, it seemed that he could last longer.

Is he getting old?

Is he hiding for too long?

Today's younger generations, are they so against the sky?

"Come."

"continue."

Zhao Yun's eyes were bloodshot.

He is a lunatic, stubbornly stuck there, letting the Yuanshen monument smash, and desperately resist, the Yuanshen should have been devastated, but under the combined operation of the Wanfa Longevity Secret Art and the Washing Soul Yihunjing, there is nothing Scars at all.

There are many benefits to practice here for three days.

The soul of the soul is more refined, and the ability to resist beating has also been improved.

Over time, he has gradually adapted to the pain of the attack of the soul.

After getting used to the pain of body tearing, I slowly got used to it.

Whoosh!

Outside the mountain, a celestial light flew over, sinking into his soul.

It is the light of the Immortal King Sacrifice, and it is the method of manipulating the Yuanshen stele.

Zhao Yun looked at it, and his eyes sparkled again.

It turns out that the attack intensity of the Yuanshen Monument is not fixed and can be adjusted at will.

The manipulation method is not difficult to master. He quickly learned that with the power of the original god, he had carved a few secret patterns on the four original **** steles, and the secret patterns were integrated into the stone steles in the circulation.

Hum!

The four Yuanshen monuments trembled collectively, and the more powerful Yuanshen attacked one after another.

Zhao Yun's momentary snorted, groggy, he was afraid that he had appreciated the resistance of his soul, adjusted the intensity of his attack, and almost beat him with a single blow. The soul whip is still sour.

but.

He can hold it.

There was nothing on his side. On the side of Immortal King Haotian, the expression in his eyes changed. He looked at Zhao Yun like a monster. What a freak, this kid, the background of the soul is too strong.

That level of strength of the Primordial God attack, in the realm of the Xuanxian Realm, there are not many that can be held! Look at this one again, it's not the usual firmness! If it weren't for a lunatic cultivator, who would dare to practice the soul like this, someone who was not paying attention would be hurt by enlightenment.

On the eighth day, Zhao Yun just walked off the altar.

The moment he went down to the altar, his whole body was lying there, and he was full of blood.

Misery is a bit miserable, but luck is equal.

Look at his true body of the soul, a lot of solidification, seems to have surpassed the Xuanxian level.

"What a monster."

The Immortal King Haotian fishing by the river flicked his sleeves and threw Zhao Yun into a fairy pond in the mountain.

It was not an ordinary fairy pond. It had a miraculous effect on nourishing the primordial spirit. After practicing on the primordial spirit monument, it was just right to soak him in the fairy pond for two or three days.

"There are a lot of treasures here!"

Entering the fairy pond, Zhao Yun came to the spirit.

The water in the fairy pond is rippling, nourishing the soul through the body, washing away the fatigue of the real body, and the whole body is warm.

He had never thought that being a little book boy of the Immortal King, he would still have this treatment. On weekdays, he would follow the Immortal King. He gained a lot of insights. After practicing on the Yuanshen Tablet, he was also responsible for healing his wounds.

Xu is too tired, he fell asleep in the fairy pond.

The Immortal King Haotian descended like stars, looking at Zhao Yun for the first time.

The background of this kid is indeed not ordinary horror, the soul is very powerful, and the blood is also domineering.

Speaking of blood, he also took a drop of Zhao Yun's blood.

But he looked and looked again, and he didn't see what bloodline it was.

He was right if he couldn't tell.

Zhao Yun's blood is hidden, and if he hadn't revealed its origin, few people would have been able to see it.

But one day, he jumped out of Xianchi.

It was still the altar on the top of the mountain, and he went up again.

The Omlong of the four Yuanshen steles became fierce and bruised every time.

It's okay, there are longevity tactics and Yihunjing support, the scars are recovered in the first time, and if you change to another person, there is no such background in this death.

In the blink of an eye, March passed quietly.

Since going to that mountain, he has hardly come down.

What I do every day is to practice the soul, and when the energy to be consumed is exhausted, I go to the fairy pond to take a dip, take the time to dance swords, understand chess, refine alchemy, everything is in order, and no time is wasted.

In the peaceful practice, he gradually transformed.

"I haven't found the flower of memory yet."

At night, Zhao Yun sat alone on the top of the mountain, muttering to himself.

If you find it, Immortal Yuhua will come and talk to him.

I'm afraid it's not easy to find a fairy material that hasn't even heard of it in the Taixu Realm.

"come over."

From the bamboo forest, the immortal king's call came.

Zhao Yun instantly regained consciousness and walked down the mountain for the first time.

When he arrived in the bamboo forest, he saw the immortal light overflowing from the body of the Haotian Immortal King, and his cultivation level actually fell to the fifth stage of the Xuanxian.

The implication is obvious.

The fairy king wants to practice with him at the same level.

"That's not good!" Zhao Yun let out a dry laugh.

"The old man will show mercy." Immortal King Haotian smiled slightly.

"That junior is welcome."

Zhao Yun moved his wrist and twisted his neck severely.

He has beaten Dongxu, destroyed Taixu, and has been beaten by the law of gods, but he has never fought with the fairy king. The moonlight is quite good tonight. It should be a good choice to take the Haotian fairy king.

Whoosh!

The immortal king swiftly slapped like lightning.

Zhao Gongzi went up against the wind, and he fisted unmatchedly.

boom!

The palms of the fists collided, and a piece of thunder exploded.

Looking at the two sides of the battle, Zhao Yun remained unmoved, and the Immortal King Haotian was embarrassed. He stepped back three or five steps. Every time he took a step back, his expression was a little surprised. The strength of this kid was too strong.

"Zhu Xian Jue."

Zhao Yun hit it in two steps, and the golden sword light smashed into pieces.

The Immortal King Haotian no longer hid it, and wiped it out with his hand.

At the same instant, stars flew out of his body, forming a dazzling sea of ​​stars, flooding Zhao Yun head-on, and there were electric lights flying across the sea of ​​stars, all of which were the appearance of the road, and the strands of the sea were intertwined and danced.

"open."

Zhao Yun pointed out the galaxy with a finger and split the Xianhai.

He ascended to the sky one step at a time, and then Daluo Tianshou volleyed down.

"So strong."

The immortal king of Haotian frowned slightly, always feeling that Mount Tai was overwhelming.

He pierced the air with a finger, shattered his big hand, and the starlight smashed up into a sword.

boom!

Zhao Yun flew away, flipping his hands and slashing the sky.

The immortal king's body was tricky, and he avoided a blow, evolved the starry sky with one hand, and swept Zhao Yun into it. The starry sky was filled with stars, all of which were the evolution of Tao, and every star was a bright sword light.

break!

Zhao Yun turned into a stick with his immortal power, and one stick went straight into the night.

When it was over, it was his unique job. Holding a stick violently stirred the universe, causing the starry sky to burst, and the stars exploded. Even the Immortal King Haotian who cast the spell was shocked with a muffled grunt.

embarrassment!

It's so embarrassing.

He thought it was easy to win this junior.

Only after fighting.

This kid is very good at playing!