Eternal Gate

Night, quietly dispersed.

Reflecting the first red glow in the east, Zhao Yun arrived in Yanyu City.

The small town is not big, but it is very prosperous, the streets are bustling with people, shouting one after another.

When Zhao Yun entered the city, he had changed his Tianzong Taoist robe.

When street people see it, they all let the road go, and ordinary people from Tianzong can't afford it.

Zhao Yun found the Zhu family mansion. As soon as the front foot fell, a large group of people greeted him on the back foot. The head of the Zhu family was the head of the Zhu family, and the elders behind him were all the cultivation bases of the Xuanyang realm. The people of Tianzong are all respectful and respectful, and the people of Tianzong can't afford it!

"Little friend, please come inside." The head of the Zhu family laughed.

The disciples of the Tianzong came, and Pengxun was shining. The third-rate family in this small city was really flattered. Not to mention that they were a little Zhu family, and the city owner Zongyanyu came, and he had to be polite.

Without moving, Zhao Yun took out the iron whip, "I can recognize this thing."

"Recognize...recognize." A person leaned forward from behind, the ninth elder of the Zhu family.

"You gave it to Yuan Miao?" Zhao Yun asked again.

"Yes... Exactly." Zhu Jiajiu said, and wiped his sweat subconsciously.

"Where did you get it?" Zhao Yun calmed down a bit, looking scared to the old man.

"There is a river in the east of the city at eighty li, and the old man picked it up there." Zhu Jiajiu elder replied, "This whip has special abilities. Yuan Miaohui, the noble sect, can see treasure, so the old man gave it to him.

The old man still had a pain on his face when he said the hand-off.

Tianzong disciple looked at the object, how dare he not give it!

Zhao Yun did not squint, but his eyes were like torches, confirming that the Ninth Elder had not lied.

He was silent, and the Zhu family did not dare to speak, especially the Ninth Elders, who were wiping sweat subconsciously. They did not know the good fortune or the origin of this iron whip. There was always a very ominous premonition.

"Thank you."

Zhao Yun has turned around, coming fast and leaving fast.

After two or three steps, he turned back and stared at the head of the Zhu family. More precisely, he stared at a piece of jade pendant on the long waist of the Zhu family. It was verdant and bright, sometimes with mysterious luster. It was not a baby, but It was this jade pendant that made him tremble with the purple gold little gourd.

"Little friend?" Family Chief Zhu called out tentatively.

"Senior, you can sell this jade pendant." Zhao Yun smiled and pointed to the jade pendant.

"Business hurts feelings. If the little friend wants it, I will give it to you." The Zhu family smiled and took off the jade pendant. It is not a valuable thing, and I don't feel distressed when I give it.

"Thank you."

Zhao Yun took it and stuffed ten thousand taels of silver bills.

Without waiting for the Zhu family chief to speak, he turned and sank into the crowd.

Behind him, the Zhu family looked at each other, not knowing, most of them were looking at the nine elders, and seeing that look, they obviously didn’t know about the iron whip. It turned out that the nine elders of his family had something to do with the Tianzong. ...Another Tianzong disciple came to ask.

Zhao Yun went straight to the east after leaving the city.

The distance to the east of the city was eighty miles, and it didn't take long to arrive.

Elder Zhu Jiajiu did not deceive people. There is indeed a river, or rather, a Xiong River, running from south to north. He has been standing on the river for a long time, his eyes are bright and dark, and there is some speculation in his heart, most of which is that Wang Bo was in trouble. , Or be chased down, fell into the river, or even lost the iron whip, was washed to the shore, happened to be picked up by the nine elders of the Zhu family, and given to Yuan Miao.

If it is true, Wang Zhan is afraid that it will be too bad.

Zhao Yun took a deep breath and looked for it along the river.

The long river has many tributaries, and looking for people is like finding a needle in a haystack.

Along the way, he stopped and went, and asked everybody.

However, no one has seen it.

In this way, the day passed quietly.

When night fell, he settled on a rock and looked at it with all his eyes. Only the waves were rough, no one was seen, I don't know where Wang Zhan was rushed, and I don't know if he still has his life.

There seems to be fire in the distance.

It should be a small village, the kind that is surrounded by mountains and rivers.

Zhao Yun took a sip of wine and went straight to the village, looking for someone to ask.

what...!

Halfway through, I heard a scream.

Zhao Yun frowned and couldn't help speeding up his pace. A dazzling and **** light could be seen from far away. It should be that the village had been robbers, and the screams were noisy and horrible. It is not difficult to imagine the tragic situation, just like that day. In Shanhe Village, there is no one to survive except Ruoshui, so how terrible it is.

He was fast enough to kill in a moment.

It's a pity that I was too late, and all I could see was the corpses.

The deceased all have the same characteristics: they should be sucked into a mummy.

"It's cruel." Zhao Yun's face was pale.

His mind is as firm as him, and his heart trembled when he saw this scene.

Not long ago, these were all lively lives. This time they have become corpses. Whether they are old people or infants, they have been slaughtered. This is a pure land of seclusion, and they have been killed by life. Hell, a pool of blood, is full of evil spirits.

"Wonderful blood."

There was a brazen laugh in the depths of the village, and the murderer had not left yet.

Zhao Yun had already sensed that he had gone to that direction, and he saw a man in a blood robe from a distance. The evil spirit was surging, and the blood was floating, like a Shura or a demon head, with blood all over his body.

"It's a familiar figure." Zhao Yun narrowed his eyes slightly.

The demon also felt him, and looked back for a moment when he killed.

Seeing it, Zhao Yun's killing intention suddenly appeared, more than familiar, really familiar: Wang Family Wang Yang.

"Damn it."

Zhao Yun let out a cold snort, his killing intent was cold.

His intent to kill was not only against Wang Yang, but also against Prajna. If no Prajna intervened that night, Wang Yang had already been killed in Huangquan, so why would the villagers here be slaughtered by Wang Yang.

The compassion of Buddhism disturbs the cause and effect of others.

Now it seems that this cause and effect... should be bloody.

The corpses all over the ground are a portrayal of cause and effect.

These innocent lives are poor funeral objects.

At this moment, he wanted to drag the Prajna over, and let the Buddhist believer see the **** tragic situation, and also wanted to ask her whether your peaceful Buddha light can illuminate the evil of the devil.

"What a pure blood."

Wang Yang grinned, licked his scarlet tongue, threw away the villagers who hadn't finished sucking, and walked towards Zhao Yun. He was reflected in the dim moonlight, with blood flowing, and he was more like a ghost, horrible.

Zhao Yun recognized him.

But he did not recognize Zhao Yun.

That's right, the Heavenly Martial Realm may not be able to see through Zhao Yun, let alone him.

"Demonic?" Zhao Yun freezes, squinting his eyes again, and can perceive the terrible magic power from Wang Yang's body. It should be the inheritance of the magic, or he has cultivated a kind of magic power, and has one of his own. The evil practice uses the blood of human beings to cultivate, and so many innocent people are killed, which is a **** example. That demon head uses living human blood to increase its magic power.

What shocked him was Wang Yang's cultivation.

When I saw Wang Yang last time, the servant was only a true spiritual realm.

Now, it is Xuanyang's fourth weight, even if it is opened and hanged, it is not as fast!

It seems that after being rescued by Prajna, Wang Yang has acquired a kind of anti-natural destiny, and even reborn, has achieved what he is now, the majestic power is stronger than the runaway Youlan, he is not sure whether Wang Yang has a clear mind, only knows The old opponent at the moment is a bit strong beyond imagination.

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Sorry for the delay. Two chapters today.