Eternal Gate

Ugh...!

Accompanied by the howling of Li Gui, the old man in python got up.

This servant was comfortable, twisting his neck leisurely, and blood lingering all over his body, scattered blood hair, dancing up to the sky, a tyrannical momentum of blood, crashing into the underground palace, no longer in the Xuanyang state. It is a genuine Ksitigarbha realm, with a pair of **** eyes terrifying.

"The Devil's Blood Pool... really domineering."

The eight-character Hu slightly narrowed his old eyes, and then glanced at Zhao Yun.

How to say it! The goods look familiar, have you seen it at the gate of the city during the day?

"What a fate!"

The cross-eyed thief sighed and recognized Zhao Yun.

During the day, he was still stealing Zhao Yun's things on the street, and he was caught.

Unexpectedly, I ran into it here again.

When the two watched, Zhao Yun also changed his form. On the basis of the unicorn body... he opened the magic way. It won’t work if he didn’t open it. If he didn’t open it, he couldn’t beat the opposite person. That guy was too violent. The black hair of the waterfall is blood red, and there is a magic pattern carved out of the eyebrows, and the magic is also rolling, and there is a cold murderous intent hidden in the raging evil aura.

Damn?

The Bazi Hu and the cross-eyed thief raised their eyebrows.

I thought it was a demon, but God knows this one too.

"Different."

The eight-character murmured.

"Different."

The cross-eyed thief also murmured softly, and he could see that the old man in the python robe had been swallowed up by the magic power in the blood pool. On the other hand, Zhao Yun, although in a demonized state, still looked calm and clearly sober.

So, it would be too scary.

The little real spirit realm was able to withstand the erosion of demons.

"interesting."

The old man in the python robe smiled, licking his scarlet tongue, showing white teeth, tyrannical and cruel, he was indeed swallowed up, his blood was like a kind of poison and curse, driving him to kill, and there was one... Counting one, no one can escape and will be swallowed by him.

Zheng!

Zhao Yun was too lazy to talk nonsense, and stabbed him with a sword.

With this blow, the eight-character Hu and the thief could not help being surprised, the sword might be too strong.

The blood came out.

The old man in the python robe was hit, but he was only hit.

Zhao Yun's most pinnacle sword only pierced his epidermis. No matter how hard Zhao Yun exerted his force, he could not penetrate half a point. Or, it was the evil thoughts of the devil at work, weakening Feng Lei, and even his sword. , Whether it is wind or thunder, the power has been unloaded cleanly.

"too weak."

The old man in the python robe smiled brutally.

After suffering Zhao Yun's sword, he changed Zhao Yun's palm.

puff!

Zhao Yun let out a muffled hum, and turned out sideways, with a blood spray.

On the other hand, the old man in the python robe, a **** gully pierced by the sword, healed in a few seconds. Such a domineering resilience made not only Hu and the thief shocked, but also Zhao Yun.

kill!

The old man in the python robe moved, and the Sweeping Mosha stepped out of the altar, ignoring the horoscopes, and only attacked Zhao Yun, turned into a magic knife with the evil spirit, Ling Tian chopped it down, the sound of the magic knife buzzing, shocking people's ears Pain is mainly a kind of magical power that makes people irresistible.

Zhao Yun stood firm and blocked with Longyuan Sword.

The magic knife was unbiased, and it slashed on the Long Yuan sword, knocking out a bright fire, Long Yuan buzzed, and Zhao Yun spurted blood, his legs trembled, and he wanted to kneel down.

"Help." Ba Zi Hu shouted.

He still understands the truth of the death of the lips and the coldness of the teeth. If Zhao Yun is destroyed, they will not be able to run away. In this way, the joint effort is the right way to kill. , Ling Tian hit the old man in the python robe.

"Sword Jue: Golden Diamond."

The thief was not idle either, a slender golden sword flew out of his sleeve, held firmly in his hand, stepped out in three or two steps, and attacked Changhong with one sword, it was really like a golden light, although It was a cross-eyed, and the head was quite good, and a sword pierced the back of the old man in the python robe.

The operation is as fierce as a tiger, and the damage is 0.5.

This sentence is most suitable to describe a cross-eyed thief.

He believed that the strongest sword was gorgeous enough that even the old man in the python robes hadn't broken the defense, but it was a talisman of the eight-character Hu, a little bit powerful, and the opponent groaned.

"roll."

The old man in the python robe yelled violently, the turbulent evil spirit rolled, shook the thief, and also shattered the charm of the eight-character Hu. It was not that the two men were not strong enough to attack, but he was demonized, and his fighting power was strong enough.

Hum!

Zhao Yun forcibly picked up the magic way and flew behind him to escape.

The old man in the python robe is faster, like a shadow. Before Zhao Yun can fix it, Ling Tian takes another knife. Zhao Yun did not resist, and he evaded him. He slapped the dragon on his chest. His attack was still quite powerful. , At least, his palm smashed the body guard of the old man in python.

Unfortunately, no substantial harm was caused to the other party.

The body guard Zhenyuan was not for viewing, it offset 80% of his palm strength.

"How much fun can you give the old man...?"

The old man in the python robe was not afraid at all, the broken body protector was filled up by the evil spirits, and he came with a knife. The momentum did not decrease but increased, the extraordinary demonization, and the strands of demon energy were heavy enough.

Cang Dang! lb! Clang!

The collision of the sword and the sword was crisp and loud.

The demon head and the demon way fought a battle, one with superb swordsmanship, one without rules, one with technical flow, one with strong attack and strong attack. The reason is that the demonized state of the old man in python is stronger than Zhao Yun and can fight. Can resist, and don’t know the pain, no defense, only the attack.

The battle is obvious.

Zhao Yun's downfall was the suppression of the state and the suppression of the cultivation base. It melted the magic water of the blood pond. The old man in the python robe is already in the underground state, although it is only one layer, it is scary enough.

"The people who open the hook are all animals."

The Eight Character Hu is holding an iron sword, grinning and tongue-tiing.

Regardless of whether the old man in the python robe, or Zhao Yun, they are all too strong and outrageous. The most shocking is Zhao Yun. Is that so special? Is it true spirit? It's a big difference, and it can be hard steel with the Tibetan realm.

"I always think I'm just a joke."

The thief gave a dry cough. There is no comparison, and there is no harm. He is a half-hearted man, even the old man in the python robe can't stop the evil spirit, let alone fight, Zhao Yun is good, and he is actually fighting with him. In the spirit realm, people who are as enchanting as Zhao Yun still look back for the first time.

"Don't watch, play support."

Hu screamed, took the iron sword, and pinched the Yin Jue.

Why did he say that the thief also used the secret technique, with an ancient rune engraved on the center of his eyebrows, and his momentum increased sharply. It should be a forbidden method. He also pinched the secret technique, not an attack, but a restraint.

Like them, they can only play support.

No way, the old man in the python robe was aggressive, and rushed forward stupidly, fearing that he would not be able to survive three rounds.

"seal!"

"ban!"

The two babbled in no particular order.

They all used the Secret Technique of Imprisonment, and they all aimed at the old man in python.

Not to mention, it really works, the old man in the forbidden python robe moves a bit slower.