Eternal gate

The night dispersed quietly.

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

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

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

When the people on the street saw this, they all gave way to the road. The ordinary people from Tianzong could not afford to offend him.

Zhao Yun found the Zhu family's residence. As soon as he stepped down, he saw a large number of people coming out to greet him. The leader was the head of the Zhu family, and behind him were all the elders of the Zhu family. Although they were all at the Xuanyang realm, they met Everyone in Tianzong is respectful and respectful. You can’t afford to offend anyone from Tianzong!

"My little friend, please come in quickly." The head of the Zhu family laughed.

When the disciples of Tianzong arrived, Pengpi was in full bloom. He, a third-rate family in this small town, was really flattered. Let alone the Xiao Zhu family, even if the Lord of Yanyu City came, he had to be polite.

Zhao Yun did not move, and casually took out the iron whip, "I recognize this thing."

"Recognize...I recognize you." A person came up from behind. He was the ninth elder of the Zhu family.

"Did you give it to Yuan Miao?" Zhao Yun asked again.

"Exactly...exactly." The ninth elder of the Zhu family said, and subconsciously wiped his sweat.

"Where did you get it?" Zhao Yun's tone softened a bit, looking frightened by the old man.

"There is a river eighty miles east of the city, and I picked it up there." The ninth elder of the Zhu family replied, "This whip has special powers. Your noble ancestor Yuan Miao has a keen eye for treasures, so I gave it to him."

When he said he was sending the message, the old man still had a painful expression on his face.

How dare he refuse to give the object that the disciple of Tianzong has set his eyes on!

Zhao Yun did not squint, and his eyes were as bright as a torch, making sure that the Ninth Elder was not lying.

He was silent, and the Zhu family did not dare to say anything, especially the Ninth Elder, who was wiping his sweat subconsciously, not knowing the good or bad fortune, or the origin of the iron whip, and always had a very ominous premonition.

"Thank you."

Zhao Yun had turned around and left as quickly as he came.

After taking two or three steps, he turned back and stared at the head of the Zhu family. To be more precise, he stared at a jade pendant hanging on the waist of the head of the Zhu family. It was green and translucent, sometimes glowing with a mysterious luster. It was not a treasure, but It was this jade pendant that made his purple and gold gourd tremble slightly.

"Little friend?" The head of the Zhu family called tentatively.

"Senior, this jade pendant of yours is for sale." Zhao Yun pointed at the jade pendant with a smile.

"Business is so sentimental. If you want it, little friend, I'll give it to you." The head of the Zhu family smiled and took off the jade pendant. It wasn't a valuable thing, so I didn't feel bad about giving it away.

"Thank you."

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

Without waiting for the head of the Zhu family to say anything, he turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

Behind him, the Zhu family looked at each other in confusion. Most of them were looking at the Ninth Elder. Looking at his expression, they obviously didn't know about the iron whip. It turned out that the Ninth Elder of his family had something to do with Tianzong and sent iron whips to Tianzong disciples. He turned around ...Another Tianzong disciple came to ask.

Zhao Yun left the city and headed straight to the east.

The distance of eighty miles to the east of the city was reached in a short time.

The ninth elder of the Zhu family did not lie. There was indeed a river, or in other words, a majestic river, flowing from south to north. He stood by the river for a long time, his eyes flickering, and he already had some speculation in his heart. It was probably Wang Bang who had suffered a disaster. , or was chased, fell into the river, or even lost the iron whip and was washed to the shore. By chance, the ninth elder of the Zhu family picked it up and gave it to Yuan Miao.

If this is really the case, then Wang Zha may be in bad luck.

Zhao Yun took a deep breath and followed the river to find it.

There are many tributaries in a long river, and finding a person is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Along the way, he stopped and stopped, asking questions about everyone he met.

However, no one has seen it.

In this way, another day passed quietly.

When night fell, he settled on a rock and looked with all his eyes. He saw only rough waves and no human figure. He didn't know where Wang Zha was washed away, or whether he was still alive.

There seemed 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, hoping to find someone to ask.

ah...!

Halfway through the journey, I heard screams.

Zhao Yun frowned and couldn't help but quicken his pace. From far away, he could see the dazzling light of blood. It must be that the village was attacked by robbers. The screams were noisy and sad. It is not difficult to imagine the tragic scenes, just like that day. In the mountain and river villages, no one except Ruoshui survives. How can it be so miserable?

He was fast enough to kill him in less than a moment.

Unfortunately, I arrived too late, and all I saw were corpses scattered everywhere.

The dead all have the same characteristic: they have become mummies. They must have been sucked into mummies.

"So cruel." Zhao Yun's face turned pale.

As determined as he is, his heart trembles when he sees this scene.

Not long ago, these were all living lives, but this time they were all turned into mummies. Whether they were old people or infants, they were all brutally slaughtered. This was a pure land in the hidden world, and they were killed into the human world. Hell, pools of blood, are full of innocent souls.

"Wonderful blood."

There was unbridled laughter deep in the village, and the murderer hadn't left yet.

Zhao Yun had already sensed it and was heading in that direction. He saw a man in blood robes from a distance. The devil was surging and his bloody hair was floating. He looked like a Shura or a devil, with blood all over his body.

"What a familiar figure." Zhao Yun narrowed his eyes slightly.

The devil also sensed him and looked back for a moment when he was killing.

Seeing this, Zhao Yun's murderous intention suddenly appeared. He was more than familiar, he was too familiar: Wang Yang of the Wang family.

"Damn it."

Zhao Yun snorted coldly, his murderous intention was cold.

His murderous intention was not only for Wang Yang, but also for Prajna. That night, without Prajna's intervention, Wang Yang would have died long ago. How could the villagers here be massacred by Wang Yang.

Buddhist compassion 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 reflection of cause and effect.

These innocent lives are pitiful burial objects.

At this moment, he really wanted to drag Prajna over and let the Buddhist believer see this bloody tragedy. He also wanted to ask her: whether your peaceful Buddha light can illuminate the evil of the devil.

"What pure blood."

Wang Yang smiled evilly, licked his scarlet tongue, threw away the villagers who had not finished sucking, and walked towards Zhao Yun. Reflected in the dim moonlight, with his bloody hair flowing, he looked more like a fierce ghost, terrifying.

Zhao Yun recognized him.

But he did not recognize Zhao Yun.

That's right, even the Tianwu realm may not be able to see through Zhao Yun, let alone him.

"Are you possessed by a demon?" Zhao Yun calmed down and squinted his eyes slightly again. He could sense the terrifying magic power from Wang Yang's body. He should have acquired the inheritance of the demon, or he had cultivated a kind of demonic skill and brought it with him. The evil technique is practiced by sucking people's essence and blood. So many innocent people were killed, which is a bloody example. The devil used the blood of living people to increase his magic power.

What shocked him was Wang Yang's cultivation.

The last time I saw Wang Yang, he was still in the True Spirit Realm.

Now, it is actually the fourth level of Xuanyang, even if it is cheated, it is not that fast!

It seems that after being rescued by Prajna, Wang Yang received a kind of destiny that defied nature, and even changed his body, and achieved his current achievements. His majestic power was stronger than the rampaging Youlan. He was not sure whether Wang Yang was sane, he only knew that The old rival at this moment is a bit stronger than expected.

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Sorry, something delayed. Two chapters today.