Eternal Gate

"Hurry up."

"What's the hurry, haven't you started yet?"

"Occupy a good place, today's drama must be wonderful."

The Tianzong in the early morning was extremely lively. The disciples of all peaks ate early, went down the mountain together, and watched from the sky. That is a stream, gathered towards the venue of the Xinzong Grand Competition, and the atmosphere is hot. This grand event, who made this new sect disciple, too many evildoers?

The back mountain of Tianzong is exceptionally quiet.

In the past, there must be many people in the back mountain.

The reason is that there are many spiritual grasses in the back mountains, and the heaven and earth are full of spiritual energy, which is a good place for cultivation.

Today is different. I have all gone to see the Xinzong Grand Competition, but no one came here.

Wei Chuan seemed alone because no one was running here.

That's right, is he still hanging there? He was **** with a rope, and in his mouth... and someone stuffed a stinky sock. At this moment, he was shaking back and forth with a gust of wind. I don’t know what Zhao Yun gave him. He slept most of the night. Still fainting, no one came to Houshan to collect elixir, no one came to Houshan to practice, no one noticed him, let alone a talent hanging on the crooked neck tree, especially the flowery pants, especially The resounding.

The breakfast at Zizhufeng is still very warm.

Chi Yan and Ling Fei were not used to being the disciples of Zizhufeng on the first day.

After these few days, they had already retired.

The so-called retreat is to leave the Tianzong and return to their respective families, but also save to be blinded here.

If it weren't for Ji Hen, they would probably leave in a few days.

After the meal, Zhao Yun, Mu Qinghan, Chi Yan, and Ling Fei went ahead. Zizhufeng was already in the same school. The master nodded. Mu Qinghan would not reject it. In the order of entering Tianzong, Chi Yan and Ling Fei are her senior sister and Brother, according to the order of entering Zizhu Peak, she is a big sister, but the four of them don't care about this, and it's good to get along with each other in harmony. This... is also Yunyan's original intention.

"Thank you." Only Zhao Yun could hear Chi Yan's words.

"A family." Zhao Yun smiled.

It was a family in Wangucheng, and when Tianzong came, it was also a family.

"Eh?"

At the foot of the mountain, Su Yu's group of talents have been waiting. When they saw the four, or when they saw Chi Yan and Ling Fei, they raised their eyebrows for a while, and they all put on the jade card of Zizhufeng, Yunyan accepted them as disciples?

"Cover it a bit." Zhao Yun smiled.

"It's on my body." Man Teng patted his chest. He was a bold master, as if he had forgotten that Zhao Yun didn't talk about martial arts. The so-called non-fighting or acquaintance was the two of them.

The atmosphere is harmonious and accompanied.

"You, let's sit on my shoulders! I'm afraid of stepping on you."

Man Teng was also interesting. He took Ling Fei with one hand and placed it on his shoulder.

This group of talents is the most eye-catching of them, one big man and one small one. They put Ling Fei and Man Teng together. He is not quite tall in the calf, and it is indeed easy to step on him.

Ling Fei was happy and walked with ease.

"Things gather together, do people divide by groups?"

There are a lot of disciples going back and forth, and when I see these people, they all have a sincere expression.

I saw Chi Yan and Ling Fei, as well as many restless disciples, who wanted to find fault.

But think about it or forget it.

Let’s talk about three of them. The big man is very bluffing and walks arrogantly; the little bald head is harmless and can be beaten by thieves; besides Ji Hen, don’t look at his popular face. If you don't talk about martial arts, if you rush forward, you will be beaten to hemiplegia.

"It's nice to be covered..."

Ling Fei was so touched! On weekdays, he doesn't dare to go out, there will be people finding fault wherever he goes, so don't fight! I feel so angry, fight! Really can't fight, can't stand a group fight!

It's all right now.

He has teammates, and is a strong teammate, no longer afraid of being bullied.

The venue is already crowded with people.

Even on the hillside outside the venue, even on the branches of the trees, there are people squatting. This New Sect Competition is too popular. The outer gates are almost all present, and the people at the inner gates also came with a large number of seats. The seats are obvious. not enough.

Zhao Yun's arrival has attracted much attention.

Especially Zhao Yun, wherever he goes, there are his topics, and he has become a hot topic in Tianzong.

"My weapon... I borrow it from you."

As soon as Man Teng sat down, he stuffed Zhao Yun with his mace.

"This...what a shame."

Zhao Yun was talking, but he was not idle, Ma Liu took it.

This extra-large mace can be big and small, and it is still very useful when used to hit people. Moreover, in his hands, it must be more powerful, because he has a strong background and is incomparable. No He exaggerated that just his hammer fell, and he was afraid that few other than Chu Wushuang could hold it, Modao and Xiao Wunian were no exception.

"The draw is done, don't meet you two." Su Yu looked at Zhao Yun, then at Xiao Wunian, his family! If you want to fight, fight at the end. Don't do it halfway. Different ranks have different rewards.

"I really want to fight him." Xiao Wunianjing told the truth.

"Don't think about it." Zhao Yun said, also telling the truth.

"It's so hard, it's still a bit dazzling!" Jian Nan rubbed his eyes.

While talking, more people entered the stage. Modao, Liu Ruyue, Hanxue, and Prajna were all eye-catching. When passing by Zhao Yun, they would look sideways. Especially Prajna, his cheeks are still pale, the Buddha was destroyed and suffered. With the backlash, today's big competition, I am afraid that it will not be able to use peak combat power.

Zhao Yun looked indifferent.

If it weren't for the big competition, it would not have been the Buddha...but the Prajna.

"You... have entered Zizhu Peak?"

When Qing Yao passed by, she looked at Chi Yan and Ling Fei in amazement. She had seen them in Wanggucheng. She had also asked her master to accept apprentices. However, Luo Xia was not as good as Yunyan, and she did not have such a high right to speak. , Unsuccessful.

Chi Yan smiled, and Ling Fei also smiled.

"Very good." Qing Yao smiled sweetly.

Entering Zizhu Peak, no one dared to bully, with Ji Hen guarding him, who would dare to bully!

"The finale is here!" Su Yu said.

It is Chu Wushuang. Her aura is the most dazzling. The moment she entered, she attracted everyone's attention. The male disciple admired, the female disciple Fanghua was dim, and the elders were relieved. The Proud Girl of Heaven! This one would be the one who surpassed the Scarlet Flame Marshal, and also at the same time...the heaven-defying evildoer who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Hongyuan and Hongque, the future is boundless.

When Wu Xuantong came in, he still stretched his waist and didn't talk nonsense. He stepped onto the battlefield in one step, took a sip of wine, rinsed his mouth, and cleared his throat. He started to speak.

When he finished speaking, the audience was silent.

The remaining seven people stepped onto the battlefield.

Chu Wushuang was quite casual and the fastest. She flicked a jade medal and hung it on the wall without even looking at it. She returned to her seat in an instant. She is the proud girl of heaven and has proud capital.

The seven jade tiles were quickly hung out, and the battle tiles were clear at a glance.

Xiao Wunian's bye, Ji Hen to Liu Ruyue, Chu Wushuang to Hanxue, Mo Dao to Prajna.

Zhao Yun glanced, there was no change in his expression, he closed his eyes and stepped off the stage.

Mo Dao hasn't stepped down, and Prajna hasn't stepped down, it was them in the first scene.

"Prajna is afraid of losing."

"Be confident and let the fear go, she will definitely lose."

"The Great Buddha was destroyed and suffered such a strong backlash that he couldn't use his peak combat power."

No one is optimistic about Prajna before the war begins.

Indeed, even Zhao Yun is the same. The Prajna in the peak state may not have fought the ink sword, let alone the current state, and there is no big Buddha cheering. This battle... there is no suspense.

"Go to war."

Wu Xuantong left a word, and then backed away like a ghost, giving way to the field.

Before he settled down, he heard the Buddhist sound.

It is the mantra of Prajna, and it is the Great Compassion Mantra, the Jingshi Mantra and the World Extinguishing Mantra.

She is in good condition, and she is not as powerful as before.

"This method is useless to me."

The ink knife made a faint sound. He had been on the battlefield, had seen a sea of ​​blood and corpses. His mind was hard as iron, and the curse could not disturb his mind. Even if Prajna was at its peak, he was not afraid.

Hum!

His knife was violent, and his five-zhang sword mangled sideways.

Prajna's pretty eyebrows frown slightly, his toes point to the ground, and his body retreats. He does not dare to resist the tyrant sword. When he retreats, he spills out of his sleeves. It is the power of Buddhism, accompanied by the sound of Hong Zhong and Dalyu, into a sea of ​​thought power, and it is instantly submerged Ink knife.

broken!

The ink knife is quite powerful, and it uses mental power to make a knife and split it with one blow.

Prajna let out a low groan, and stepped back, with a splash of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

She opened the forbidden law, carved Buddha patterns on her eyebrows, her combat power was instantly at its peak, and fighting with the ink sword required full combat power. This is not necessarily the case. The three curses and the power of thought are a decoration, and she has lost In half.

"Sky Splitting." Mo Dao leaped forward in one step, swiping the knife is a fame stunt.

Prajna cannot avoid it, so he has to resist.

Standing her on the ground, her hands were right, and a golden Buddha sitting cross-legged protected her.

lb!

The ink knife slashed, as if it smashed on the iron stone, and the domineering knife buzzed and trembled.

Prajna was even more miserable than him, and he regretted it, and the radiant golden Buddha collapsed on the spot.

seal!

Her tactics changed again, and the **** printed from the sky.

The ink knife swung the knife, and split the **** with a single knife, and there was more power to hit Prajna.

ban!

Prajna screamed and turned into a pagoda with Buddha's light, covering the ink knife.

However, I can't get stuck.

Mo Dao was too arrogant and slashed strongly.

Zheng!

Prajna slays the Buddha with a sword in his hand, his sword is unmatched.

A clanging sound followed, and one person lifted the sword while the other held the sword, and the battle was in full swing.

It's not rare to see, the Prajna completely fell into the wind.

"No suspense." Old Chen Xuan stroked his beard.

The elders present are basically like this, and the Prajna is supporting it at a glance.

After seeing the battlefield, the elders looked at Zhao Yun again.

The reason why Prajna couldn’t use his peak combat power was bestowed by Ji Hen. Ordinary injuries, even if they were maimed, could be recovered with elixir, but when the Buddha was destroyed, this backlash was not a joke. Not ten days and a half months, it is too slow, and there is no recovery time, against the ink knife, it will undoubtedly lose.

Also looking at Zhao Yun, there is also the master of Prajna.

The look in her eyes is not so kind, because of you...I was so miserable.

"Because of her... how many innocent people have died."

If it weren't for the untimely scene, Zhao Yun would definitely go back.

He left his hand. If he is outside, if he is the only one with Prajna, it is not as simple as destroying the Buddha. He will also send Prajna... to the West to see the Buddha.