Eternal Gate

what...!

Guiyang's roar, with a touch of mourning, resounded throughout the different space.

Mr. Zhao's stick was too forceful, not only stabbing him into the sky, but also smashing his body to the point of almost shattering, even his guardian method was blown into a cloud of smoke at this moment.

Just like this, he still thought about how he could save himself again, rebuilt his body, and summoned hundreds of millions of thunderbolts, like knives and swords, slashing all over the sky.

break!

Zhao Yun still stuck his stick straight into the sky, stirring violently, causing the situation to change.

Guiyang spattered blood, half of his body was blown into **** mud, and the summoned thunder and lightning were also blown into pieces.

"The victory and defeat have been decided."

As the only spectator, Zhiluo came to a conclusion.

Guiyang is not weak, but it is a pity that he is facing the peerless and ruthless Tushen. If Zhao Yun hadn't kept his hand, it would have been a traumatic injury, and he would have been killed in one blow.

As expected of Chuyao's disciple, he was right.

It didn't take a moment for Guiyang to collapse into the void, like a blood-stained meteorite falling from the sky, the divine light on the body was dimmed to the extreme.

"It's mine."

Zhao Yun was not polite at all, by stealing immortals, he got nine extra heavenly prayer star beads.

And that **** divine sword was also in his pocket, why fight! This is all a lottery.

"Zhao Yun." Guiyang's hair was disheveled, his eyes were scarlet.

"The moonlight is quite good tonight, very suitable for dreaming."

Zhao Yun hit the head with a club, sending people to sleep on the spot.

Then, he also sacrificed a ray of fairy light to wipe away some of Guiyang's memory, so that this guy wouldn't wake up and start yelling at him again. He was not afraid of Guiyang, but the power behind him. After all, this is a **** If you really want to be targeted by the boss, it will be a lot of unnecessary trouble.

"It's better to fight and get money quickly."

The cold and indifferent Zhiluo couldn't hide her sighs at this moment.

By the way, she also mourned for Guiyang. It's not good to find someone for a fight, but she wants to find the eternal body. Don't you know that it is a monster that even the gods can't kill?

"I'm going out for a walk."

Zhao Yun patted his shoulder and walked out of the courtyard leisurely.

Before leaving, he also used great supernatural powers to wipe away the remaining traces of himself here.

Not long after he left, Gui Yang woke up in a daze.

After a while, I saw him turn over and jump up, but he couldn't stand firmly, almost falling headfirst.

"Where's my dragon spirit?"

"Where's my praying star bead?"

"Where's my ultimate soldier?"

A series of questions is the most intuitive expression of ignorance.

Zhiluo seemed to be okay, still holding a small broom to clean up the fallen leaves.

After Guiyang saw it, she said unhurriedly, "Who hurt you like this."

Well! It doesn't matter what she said, Guiyang is completely confused, he doesn't remember anything, could it be that someone wiped his memory? Yes, that's for sure, the one who killed a thousand swords.

Zhiluo is also interesting, she should do whatever she wants, with a high-pitched attitude that has nothing to do with her, and she made a good statement:

It was like this when you came, and I don't know who did the good thing.

Guiyang squatted there, rubbing his head vigorously, rubbing it, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out, I don't know if the injury was too serious, or he lost too many treasures, his heart ached to death.

Ah... choke!

People can't be too hot, otherwise, there will always be someone thinking about it, and then greetings.

For example, Mr. Zhao, when he sneezed suddenly, his domineering air leaked out.

After agreeing to take a walk, he turned a corner and found a corner of the mountain. At this moment, he was holding the prayer star beads and scanning them over and over again.

This is a good baby, identifying the blood is a must.

He should also be grateful for this bead, if not for it, this battle would not have been fruitful.

"In the future, hang out with me."

Zhao Yun cast a spell and separated the word Dunjia Tian.

The Longyuan thief was real, and immediately flew out, jumping up and down.

Such an ancient character is very rare, and it is because of its help in fighting that its power is extraordinarily strong.

Whoosh!

With a flick of his sleeve, Zhao Yun carved the word Tian into the body of Long Yuan's sword.

When it was over, it was the Scarlet Excalibur, which he sank into the Sea of ​​Primordial Mist.

After refining, carry it to fight, the lethality should be leveraged.

After doing this, he looked at the two dragon spirits, and he didn't know which two sad gods were captured and refined into such appearances.

He flicked his hands again, sinking the two streams of dragon energy into the Sea of ​​Primordial Mist.

"Boss, we are hungry."

Xianlei and Huntianhuo jumped out and circled around Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun smiled and went straight to the lively market, it was time to find some treasures.

"The newly released elixir is cheap."

"Whoever has magic grass, I will collect a lot of it."

"Secret weapons and magic weapons are available at a low price, first come, first served."

The big world was bustling with people, and there were shouts and shouts one after another.

When Mr. Zhao came, the whole long street was very lively.

He looked around and came to a stall. The owner was an old woman with disheveled hair, sitting there quietly, dozing off with a cane in her arms. Although she was not good looking, she was a genuine god. The fly in the ointment is that there is not much longevity left.

The things it sells are varied, including panacea and rare herbs.

Although they are all good things, Zhao Yun is not interested.

What he was staring at was a purple flame, a genuine fairy fire, the source of the fire was quite pure, and the burning space was distorted.

"Senior?" Zhao Yun called out.

"Thirty thousand." When the old woman spoke, she didn't lift her eyelids.

"Can it be cheaper?" No matter how small a fly is, it is still meat, so it is necessary to cut it with a knife.

"No counter-offering." The old woman didn't like words, and she didn't show affection at all.

Zhao Yun gave a dry cough, "I can collect the immortal stone."

"Take... 10,000 fairy stones for one **** stone."

"It's still a little expensive." Although Mr. Zhao is rich, he still feels pain.

Thirty thousand **** stones, that is a mountain made of fairy stones.

Paying the money with one hand and delivering the goods with the other hand, a deal was so happily concluded.

"Come on, let's eat!"

Zhao Yun threw the purple fairy fire into the Zifu.

Hun Tianhuo chuckled, and immediately joined in.

Longyuan has the character of heaven, and Huntianhuo has food, so only Xian Leifang is left screaming.

"Don't worry."

Zhao Yun took a sip of wine, spotted a stall, and walked over to it in an instant.

On this booth, there is a golden thunderbolt, which is also at the level of Xianlei.

Look at the stall owner again, he is a chubby old man, like a ball.

Compared with the old woman before, this guy's eyes are more piercing.

He is also a god, with abundant life energy and extraordinarily vigorous energy and blood.

"Choose whatever you want, and the price is affordable." The old man Yuan is familiar with himself, and he is a master who knows how to do business.

"This." Zhao Yun pointed to the golden thunder.

"Eighty thousand."

"forty thousand."

"Are you running here to make a wish?"

"My ancestors said, buy things in half."

"Then your ancestor said that if you don't chop well, you will be punished with a knife." The old man Yuan gave a sideways look.

"How about...50,000?" Zhao Yun asked tentatively.

"Stay where it's cool."

"Uh....!"

Mr. Zhao is also true, so he turns his head and wants to leave.

"You kid, why don't you play your cards according to the routine!"

The old man Yuan couldn't sit still anymore, he stretched out his hand to grab Zhao Yun.

"I have 50,000 here." Mr. Zhao chuckled.

"I have to sell you." The old man Yuan waved his hand.

"readily."

Zhao Yun was also a majestic body for a while, and a fairy stone mountain was directly moved out.

Fortunately, old man Yuan is a god, otherwise he would not be crushed to death!

"Come on, yours."

Zhao Yun suffered another burst of pain, and sent the Golden Thunder into the Purple Mansion.

Xian Lei was waiting to be fed, and he was extraordinarily energetic and excited.