Eternal gate

boom! Boom!

In the darkened world, the Tianzong roared.

The headmaster of Tianzong and the commander of the Imperial Shadow Guard looked at each other from a distance, and their momentum was secretly confronting each other. The atmosphere at the scene was instantly depressing to the extreme. Not to mention the disciples, even the elders had difficulty breathing. , the explosions of lightning made their hearts tremble extremely. Any one struck down would be enough for them, and those with weak foundations would be destroyed on the spot.

"enough."

The four mages opened their eyes together and finally withdrew the soul-searching array.

It has been revealed whether Ji Hen is Zhao Yun or not.

But if Yang Xuanzong and Zi Yihou start a war, the entire Tianzong will be destroyed.

The four old faces turned red.

I really believed in the evil of Yin Ming, Yin Zhou and Zi Yihou, and ran around like this.

Zhao Yun was not found, but a good seedling was almost destroyed.

No wonder Yang Xuanzong was furious.

You know, Ji Hen is the next headmaster of Tianzong!

Why does a rabbit bite when it's anxious? Not to mention Yang Xuanzong.

If he hadn't been offended, it would have been impossible to move out of the Tianzong Immortal Formation.

"You have offended me."

Zi Yihou said calmly, his words cold and dry.

"I have a clear conscience."

Yang Xuanzong stood with his sword in hand.

He is crazy, so crazy that he confronts Zi Yihou.

However, if this move can save Ji Hen, it will be worthwhile. But we can't search anymore. If the search continues, Ji Hen will really become a useless person. He is the head of Tianzong, and he must support the future... .

"What a great Yang Xuanzong."

Zi Yihou's words were filled with murderous intent.

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and disappeared.

But everyone knew that the feud between the two was finally over.

I'm afraid Yang Xuanzong's life will not be easy in the future.

After all, that is an ancestor-level figure, the sixth person in Daxia who is most likely to aspire to Tianwu. If Ziyihou advances, if he is granted the title of Tianwu, then Yang Xuanzong's fate... can be imagined.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

After the Purple Cloth Marquis left, the Imperial Shadow Guards also withdrew their troops.

Yang Xuanzong took a deep breath and finally released his sword.

The dark sky suddenly became clear again.

Looking at the disciples and elders, their faces were still pale. Just a moment ago, they seemed to have entered the gate of hell. If the headmaster of Tianzong really went to war with Ziyihou, they would all suffer great disaster.

"I'll wait and come back too."

The four great protector mages coughed dryly and smiled.

When they got off the altar, they all covered their faces with their sleeves.

So fucking shameless.

If I had known that something like this would happen, a ghost would come here.

I’m getting old, I’m not guaranteed a good night’s rest!

In the future, I don’t know how many people will greet them privately.

This is all Yin Ming's fault, Yin Zhou's fault, and Zi Yihou's fault.

Especially Yin Ming, you little brat, you deceit.

Before leaving, they all took a look at Ji Hen. His face was pale, and all his orifices were bleeding. He survived the soul-searching formation, but he didn't fall down. His foundation was indeed strong enough, but the foundation was seriously damaged. Whether it could be repaired was not yet known. What’s easy to say? They had committed a great evil this time!

In this way, I have no shame to stay any longer.

Xu felt guilty and kept the elixir.

"Ji Hen."

Yunyan, Linglong and the others have all boarded the altar.

"It doesn't matter."

Blood gushed from Zhao Yun's mouth and he picked up Long Yuan.

Is the matter not over yet?

Yin Ming has had enough, it's time to change him.

"impossible."

"This is impossible."

Yin Ming has been taken down, why should he let go of his howling?

Looking at him now, there was no trace of teasing or playfulness. The look in his eyes was one of extreme fear. It was what the nine-tailed fox said. He was convinced. Now, how could this be such a situation?

The nine-tailed fox is also confused!

Make sure you read that right!

That's Zhao Yun's face!

That’s the formless human skin!

"Zhao Yun, he is really Zhao Yun."

Yin Ming's roar was hysterical.

Unfortunately, no one will believe it.

Even the soul search was used, memory cannot deceive people, so what if Nine Tails saw it, Zhao Yun refused to admit it, and the soul search could not break the moon god's restriction. The world is not blind, and they know who is making trouble unreasonably.

"This guy is just an idiot!"

"After a defeat, my brain is still not working well."

"There are also Yin Zhou, Ziyihou and the four great country-protecting mages who are also making trouble."

"Now there's something good to watch."

Everyone present raised their hands, waiting to see the big show.

What a big show! It’s a life-betting drama! Yin Ming just said that if Ji Hen hadn't been Zhao Yun, he would have thrown his life away. Everyone in the room heard it, so he couldn't lie. Everyone was watching?

"Brother Yin, you are satisfied with this result."

Zhao Yun came with a sword and pinched Yin Ming's neck with one hand.

Yin Ming struggled fiercely again, but couldn't break free from Zhao Yun's shackles. His foundation had been destroyed before, but it has not been rebuilt yet. Even with the Nine Tails, he couldn't figure out how to deal with Zhao Yun.

"Hello."

"Who is that? Your grandson got you another business." Hei Xuan howled.

The word "business" is used very cleverly.

I still remember that in the last business deal, Yin Zhou was robbed of 8 billion.

Now, it's a life-betting scene again, a real big business!

Whoosh!

No need to shout, Yin Zhou has already arrived.

"Ji Hen, stop."

Before anyone arrived, his loud shouts filled the whole place. His old face was no longer a face. He had really given birth to a great grandson! It wasn't enough to trick him once, so he fucking tricked him a second time.

This time, the movement was bigger than last time.

Even Zi Yihou and the four great protector mages were alarmed.

When they arrived, they all came back defeated, leaving a mess for him.

"Ten billion."

Zhao Yun stopped talking nonsense and directly quoted the price.

When this number was announced, everyone in the room gulped.

It was 8 billion before, but now the price has increased again.

It makes sense when you think about it. After being treated so badly, the price should be increased.

If it were them, they would kill him too.

"How can I still have money?" Yin Zhou said coldly.

puff!

Zhao Yun said nothing and tore off Yin Ming's arm with one hand.

Yin Ming screamed and tried to escape, but Zhao Yun smashed his leg bones and he knelt down with a bang.

"Ji Hen." Yin Zhou was furious.

puff!

There was still a flash of blood, and Yin Ming's other arm was also torn off.

This is nothing, you can still pick it up when you go back. How powerful is the high priest?

The main implication of this move is: if you don’t give money, it will be his head next time.

No one pitied Yin Ming.

He just deserves it!

Think about it, it was Yin Mingfei who was looking for excitement. He was afraid that it would not be enough for one person, so he roped in his grandfather, the Marquis of Zi Yi, and the four great country-protecting mages. Now that he has lost, he has to admit his defeat.

Yin Zhou has ceased its activities.

He looked at Yang Xuanzong and Linglong again, hoping to be a peacemaker.

"As the old saying goes, if you don't have enough money, you can collect treasures." Hei Xuan, the old man, said leisurely.

"Well... heroes see the same thing." Old Taoist Bai Xuan also stroked his beard.

"The high priest! Who will believe it if there is no treasure!"

"Well... heroes think alike."

"After all, he is the host of the Nine-Tails, and it is worth the price."

"Well... heroes think alike."

These two old guys seemed to be talking about cross talk. Yang Xuanzong and Linglong didn't say anything. They just stopped chatting. They were all talking to Yin Zhou. If you want Yin Ming to survive, you have to bleed some blood.

Yin Zhou's expression was extremely ugly.

This mess is no ordinary mess!

"I'm watching the sky at night. I'm afraid the princess will wake up."

"I'll make a quick calculation and you're right."

The two old men, Black and White, are just chatty and talk endlessly.

I still say this to Yin Zhou. If you want to redeem someone, do it quickly. If the princess wakes up later, there will be no redemption. With Ji Hen's ruthless methods, it would be weird if you don't beat your grandson to ashes. .

"I give."

These two words came out of Yin Zhou's teeth.

Once again, he flicked his sleeves, and pieces of storage talismans floated out, like paper money, flying all over the sky. The number was scary. There were various things sealed in the storage talismans, either banknotes or banknotes. , either a weapon, spiritual fluid, or... elixir.

The world is dazzled by this.

Just the storage charms were piled up into a small mountain.

If the contents were taken out and piled together, it would become a giant mountain!

Gudong!

Not to mention the disciples, even the old guys secretly swallowed their saliva.

So many, how many cultivation resources are needed!

"This guy is carrying so many treasures, and he's not afraid of being robbed?" Hei Xuan, the old Taoist, sighed, touched his chin, and scanned the high priest up and down. Also, this guy must still have some on him.

"Leave it at home, what should I do if someone steals it?" Old Master Bai Xuan held it in his hands.

"Let him go." Yin Zhou roared angrily.

"It's not enough." Zhao Yun said lightly.

"This is all my belongings." Yin Zhou's roar was a roar from his soul.

"I want your dragon-headed staff." Zhao Yun said calmly.

The dragon-headed staff of the high priest is a good treasure. Whenever I see him, the seeds of creation and the little unicorn are particularly active. They must be extraordinary. When it comes to the relics of the Immortal family, it is not that simple.

"It is an ancestral thing." Yin Ming's eyes were filled with scarlet red.

"He seems to be an heirloom of your family."

Zhao Yun's Long Yuan Sword lay across Yin Ming's shoulder.

There is nothing wrong with this at first glance.

The old guys were all stroking their beards after hearing this.

The seeds of your Yin family are inherited from your ancestors, right?

"I give."

Yin Zhou smashed the dragon-headed staff on the altar like a broken jar.

Not giving? Is it okay if I don’t give it?

At any moment, Concubine Long might wake up.

When Concubine Long wakes up, Ji Hen no longer has any scruples.

Zhao Yun rolled his sleeves and took away.

By the way, he also kicked Yin Ming out.

"Tomorrow."

Yin Zhou hurriedly accepted it and left as if running away.

Before leaving, he also took away Yin Ming's two arms.

Go back and pick her up quickly.

When you go back, you have to heal your grandson's wounds, heal them up, and then beat him to death. You prodigal thing, I have worked hard for decades, and now you have given me another chance before liberation.

And the nine-tailed fox.

That beast should be chopped up and eaten.

If it weren't for the nine-tailed fox's deception, how could this happen?

"This time, I really went bankrupt."

Watching the high priest go away, many people sighed.

Previously, eight billion was stolen.

Now, there are so many cultivation resources.

I even handed over the dragon head staff, I'm afraid it's really out of stock.

It’s okay if you don’t have any, just save it!

With such an outstanding grandson, I can't guarantee that one day I will get another business deal for him.

Buzz!

As everyone watched, the buzzing sound of the sword suddenly sounded.

Zhao Yun, carrying the Long Yuan Sword, got off the altar and ran towards one side with a staggering step.

Where to go?

It is natural to go to Feathering Peak.

Prajna.

He wants to kill Prajna.

However, he was soul-searched and his energy was exhausted. He didn't take two steps before he fell headlong.

........

There are still chapters to come, so it’ll be a little later.