Under the gaze of everyone, Zhao Yun ascended to the sky and left.
Beside him was the old man in purple clothes.
Looking back later, he looked like a personal bodyguard.
There is a seal of life and death that controls him. How can he not be a bodyguard? Who asked him to take care of things he shouldn't take care of, and he has never been beaten. He has to pay the price. The reality is so cruel.
"This battle was extremely brutal."
Although Zhao Yun left, the onlookers were still there, and their thoughts were still unfinished.
The Mingwang Sect had a good foundation, but it could not escape the fate of being destroyed.
But it’s right to think about it. There is the Sea King Pavilion in the front and the Blood Yin Sect in the back. Neither of them is inferior in strength. Even the demigods have been suppressed. The ordinary inheritance really cannot withstand Zhao Yun’s attack.
After Zhao Yun disappeared, everyone flocked to the ruins of Ming Wangzong. ??
Of course, I didn’t come here to see the scenery. I was just thinking about picking up some treasures and taking them back.
However, after a long search, not to mention weapons and magic weapons, there was not even half a fairy stone.
Just kidding, how could I not take Mr. Zhao’s spoils with him?
In the starry sky, Zhao Yun walked into the domain gate and continued to look for people.
As for the old man in purple clothes, he was like a follower, standing by his side obediently, look at his expression! It was even worse than eating a weight. The demigod was in such a state.
Mentally balanced!
Although the immortal kings of Zhao Yunzi Mansion did not speak a word, their expressions said everything.
Yes, this is a miserable world. Even demigods are taken as bodyguards, which is even worse than them.
"My little friend, I already know I was wrong, please show me your kindness."
The attitude of the purple-robed Taoist should be as humble as possible.
"Let the tiger return to the mountain, will he come to settle accounts with me next year?" Zhao Yun said calmly.
"I would never dare to have such thoughts." The old man in purple said with sincerity.
"I'm going out. Where do I have my brains with me?" Zhao Yun refused to listen and he was confused.
Demigods are not in the ordinary realm, and if you take half a step further, you will be a god. If this person accidentally becomes a god, it would be strange not to settle the score with him. Therefore, it is better to lock him up, and don't worry about locking him up.
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The old Taoist priest in purple clothes stopped talking, and when he arrived, he only sighed. The Holy Son of the Great Luo Immortal Sect is obviously not that easy to be fooled. If it were him, he would not be able to let the tiger go back to the mountain.
Who can blame him? It’s all his fault!
Here, Zhao Yun has fallen into the eternal realm.
The Demon Lord and the Demon Queen came forward one after another. The Demon Queen was okay, but the Demon Lord came up and gave him a bear hug. When old friends meet again, they should have such a hug. Zhao Yun has saved him twice.
"Practice with peace of mind, everything is mine."
Zhao Yun sacrificed the eternal source and helped the two of them refine their bodies.
Both the Demon Lord and the Demon Queen have incredible talents, and what they lack is training resources.
He has a lot of these.
After returning home, enter the magic box to practice.
When he came out of the eternal realm again, the Taoist in purple clothes was putting aside his doubts about life.
Naturally, this is on the surface, and he will not be content. At this moment, he is studying the life and death seal on the soul body. If it can be destroyed, escape will not be a problem.
"Is this brand reliable?" Zhao Yun glanced at the Demon King.
"It must be reliable." The Demon King said this with a certain tone.
Since the Demon King said so, Zhao Yun can rest assured and don't even think about running away.
"Find you something to do." Zhao Yun picked up a Zen staff. The whole body was filled with Buddha's light, and it was also engraved with Buddha patterns. It was a genuine demigod weapon and belonged to the incarnation of the Buddha.
"Buddhist things." Ziyi Old Taoist said in his heart, how could he not recognize it.
After seeing it, he also glanced at Zhao Yun. Semi-god-level Buddhist staffs are rare.
"Your mission is to refine it." Zhao Yun took a sip of wine.
"After refining, can you let me go?" the purple-robed Taoist said hurriedly.
At that time, he also summoned the seal of life and death, which had to put some pressure on this veteran.
Yes. The seal of life and death works well, so the old Taoist rolled up his sleeves and started practicing on the spot.
Indeed, he didn't have the capital to negotiate terms, so it was safer to be obedient.
Zhao Yun was not idle either, so he sat down next to him and understood the way to eternal life.
As time passed, the purple-clothed old man's eyes became extremely weird.
It's not surprising that he was like this, just because he was so close to Zhao Yun, he could clearly feel the eternal body's life force reviving bit by bit, and the power lingering around him had a magical power.
"This is the way to eternal life?" The purple-clothed Taoist was frightened.
He also underestimated how the Holy Son of Daluo Immortal Sect could realize this kind of Tao. ??
After being shocked, he slapped himself twice again to mind your sister's business.
"Don't be lazy." Zhao Yun urged.
Why!
The purple-robed old Taoist looked melancholy and wrapped his Zen staff with his origin.
He is quite dedicated. He has not stopped since he started practicing, and he does not dare to stop. Is there someone watching next to him? If he dares to slack off even a little bit, he will inevitably suffer hardships. Just work conscientiously.
His practice lasted three to five days.
Even if it took three to five days, it could not be refined.
It must be his background, but the brand on this Zen staff is too tenacious. It can be seen that the owner of this semi-divine weapon has a terrifying foundation, and he is definitely an accomplished monk.
He was very curious as to why the natal weapon of the demigod Buddha was with Zhao Yun.
Is it possible that this kid has destroyed a Buddha, a semi-god-level Buddha?
No one gave him an answer, he didn't dare to ask, and he had no intention of running away.
"Everyone who shows affection should be dragged out and fucked."
Today's Demon King Hun Tian feels a little melancholy.
Among the six living creatures in the eternal world, the princess is sleeping, and the remaining five are in pairs. He is the only one who is single. Whenever he wakes up, what he sees is sweetness.
It’s boring! Then you need to find something to do!
So, he hooked his hand at the Demon Lord and said, "Come here."
"Senior, what's the matter?" Demon Lord is quite knowledgeable about etiquette.
"I heard that your Taoist name is Demon Lord?" The Demon King said while scanning, are you a talent from the mortal world? Like him, he also cultivated the demonic path. Although there are differences, the same goal is achieved through different paths. Even the title has the word "Devil"
"What made him very unhappy was that the other party used "jun". It was half a point higher than his "king". As the old saying goes, first there is a king and then there is a king!
"Exactly." The Demon King nodded lightly.
"It doesn't sound good, change it." The devil said seriously.
"change?"
"How about calling me Little Devil?"
"not good."
"So, I."
Ouch!
Before the devil could finish his words, little Qilin came over.
Despite his short stature and fierce breasts, the Demon King, who was full of strength just a moment ago, was knocked down by him in this second. How dare you bully us from this mortal world, you little prick.
That night, the devil had a very long dream.
In the dream, a dog bit him again, which caused pain all over his body.
On the ninth day, I saw the purple-robed Taoist stop his hand and collapsed from exhaustion.
The Buddhist Zen staff is extremely laborious and time-consuming to practice.
"good."
Zhao Yun took it casually and sacrificed a drop of his original blood.
The blood enters the Zen staff and becomes his brand. From now on, this thing will be his. He doesn't know how powerful it is. If he takes it out to hit people, it should be a very handy weapon.
"Have a rest, there's another one."
Zhao Yun moved out a copper furnace with a flick of his hand.
This furnace belongs to Xueyin Lao Dao and has always been sealed.
Nowadays, there is free labor, and it is not used in vain.