Seeing the seventh demigod being buried and destroyed, everyone was stunned.
Eternal Body Explosion Oh My God! I chopped down eight demigods in one day.
"I'm embarrassed for them." Too many people lamented.
Ordinarily, this was a fatal situation! In the end, not only was the situation broken, but they were also killed one after another. If Zhao Yun had been killed early, there would not have been such a disaster.
"Senior Brother Lu, why are you in such a hurry?"
When the spectators were still not satisfied, Zhao Yun's words resounded again.
Looking over there, a starry sky had suddenly collapsed, and a person hiding in it had been forced out. It was Lu Chang, the son of the God of Heaven. He no longer had the slightest leisurely attitude before, and was no longer in the mood to shake the folding fan. He was in a miserable state.
, it was he who thought highly of Taishang Zong, and it was also he who underestimated Zhao Yun, so that such a dead situation could be broken.
Whoosh! ??
Zhao Yun reached out from the air and captured Lu Chang easily.
With his unicorn-shaped hands, he was like holding a toad. At least, in the eyes of the world, Lu Chang was no different from a toad at this moment. Zhao Yun could crush him with just a little force.
"You win this round."
Lu Chang did not struggle, but looked at Zhao Yun with a faint smile.
"The game between you and me has not ended yet. I will come back one day."
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned into a wisp of smoke.
And its divine laws also disappeared.
"Not me?" Everyone looked at it in surprise.
"Lu Chang is a cautious person, how could he come here in person?" Or the elders have sharp eyes and have already seen through the clues. If it were me, how could Zhao Yun fight so hard.
boom!
With a roar, another starry sky collapsed.
This time, it was the Son of God who fell out of the inner space.
Compared to Lu Chang, he looked quite surprised. He thought that he was hiding very secretly and was absolutely confident in his hiding method. Unexpectedly, he was found out so easily.
Another toad was caught in Zhao Yun's hand.
The Supreme Son of God gnashed his teeth and struggled with all his magical power.
It's a pity that he doesn't have that strength, and all eight demigods have been chopped down, let alone him.
"Let me do it." The Supreme Fairy Queen snorted coldly, then raised her sword to fight out of the eternal world.
"He is an incarnation."
The Demon King stretched out his hand and pulled it back.
As soon as he finished speaking, the Supreme Son of God disappeared and turned into a wisp of smoke.
Seeing this, everyone started talking and kept talking for most of the night. This is not the real deity!
"Zhao Yun, wait for me."
This is the sentence left by the Supreme Son of God before his death.
This matter is not over yet. When the God Realm is unsealed and liquidated, it won't be too long. You can kill the demigod realm, but can you still fight against the gods? Sooner or later, you will be suppressed.
"How many incarnations have you had?"
Zhao Yun shouted
He murmured, picked up the knife and headed straight to the east.
The crowd of spectators was like a sea wave, and they all followed.
It's all over here, but the battle in the east is still lively.
"How can this be."
When Zhao Yun came to kill him, all the immortal kings were shocked.
Even those eight demigods couldn't win the Eternal Body?
At this moment, they really wanted to ask someone how they defeated eight against one.
No one gave them the answer. Zhao Yun is still alive, which is the best answer.
"You are really outrageous."
The embarrassed old Taoist in purple took a deep breath.
He was also fighting a war, but compared to that one, he was just fighting a small battle.
"God's punishment. Thunder."
Zhao Yun's voice was like thunder, and billions of lightnings were raging.
After the eight demigods, there was another killing.
Walk!
The Supreme Immortal Kings showed no inclination to fight and fled collectively.
There’s not even a single person supporting the show, so what’s the point?
Phew! Phew!
Their escape was accompanied by bloodshed along the way.
What the world can see most clearly is that the thunders flying all over the sky are like killing swords. Every time one falls, someone will be bleeding in the air, or their body will be destroyed, and their soul will be chopped into pieces. There are too many people who are running away.
Exploded into blood flowers, one by one they rushed into the gate of hell.
"How ironic!" Many seniors sighed and clicked their tongues.
There is nothing wrong with this statement, and as spectators, no one in the world refuted it.
Nearly a hundred immortal kings! If they really fight hard, they might not be able to fight. But now, each of them is really running faster than the other, being chased by a half-dead Eternal Body, chasing them all over the sky.
Spare your life!
Among the shrill wails, there were many pleas for mercy.
Everyone's heart trembled when they heard this, and no one dared to come forward.
The Holy Son of Daluo seemed to be red-eyed again. Thunder and lightning swept through him, holding a bloody golden knife in his hand. He really went and killed wherever he went. It seemed that it was no longer a war, but a killing by both sides of the Eternal Body. The immortal kings seemed to be like one by one.
Watermelon, Zhao Yun is the one who chops the watermelon.
Tragic. The Taishang Sect was extremely tragic.
No one has mercy, no one intercedes.
"Cause and effect reincarnate, no one will be spared by heaven."
Just like these words, too many people are saying them right now.
The Supreme Sect, the inheritance of the gods, usually bullies everyone, but today's blood disaster should be the best retribution. Not everyone is a soft persimmon, just like the Holy Son of Daluo.
The screams disappeared without knowing when.
Looking around the starry sky, I can't see the Immortal King of Taishang Sect anymore, he is running away to death.
Zhao Yun also left, leaving bloody footprints step by step, like a blood-soaked Shura.
"It has finally come to an end." Looking at the retreating figure, everyone still had unfinished thoughts.
Eight demigods plus dozens of immortal kings, the Eternal Body has done something big again.
Looking at the history, there are really not many quasi-immortal kings who can achieve such a record.
"With such heavy casualties, I'm afraid the Supreme Sect will have to be patient for many days."
"His family has a strong foundation. If we can't protect everything, a few more demigods will appear."
"This is true. After all, it is the inheritance of a line of gods with a very strong foundation."
The spectators also left the show, and they kept talking about it as they left. The Taishang Sect suffered a big loss, and I'm afraid it won't get better, but it doesn't matter. Holy Son Daluo can already support the Immortal Sect's reputation.
Zhao Yun walked and disappeared into the starry sky.
When he reappeared, he was already a dead ancient star. .??.
Then comes the healing drama. As his personal bodyguard, he is still very dedicated. His semi-god-level immortal power rolls like a tide, powerfully helping you eliminate the murderous intention in your body.
If there is no murderous intention, the rest will be easy to deal with.
People from the Daluo Immortal Sect! Their resilience is overbearing.
Just like this guy, he is just a weakling who cannot be beaten to death.
"This old man is too timid."
All the immortal kings in the Zhao Yun Zi Mansion gathered together and cursed secretly, and it was the old man in purple who was scolding him.
Think about it, Zhao Yun was injured so badly, would it be difficult to give him a knife?
"You can do it?"
This would be the answer from the old man in purple.
The eight demigods were slaughtered, how could they be ordinary people?
Although the immortal kings had hopes, none of them dared to move. They had seen the lethality of the birth curse seal before, and it would not take long, just an instant, to send them away collectively.
It's true that they are afraid of Zhao Yun.
This guy is so outrageous that he actually killed eight demigods.
"Wait for the hostage to be exchanged!"
Even if they don't have the intention to kill, the Immortal Kings still have good wishes.
When it comes to hostages, they have no idea because they have learned from past experiences.
Well, that is to say, the Supreme Fairy Queen, maybe they will also be abandoned.
Since that day, Zhao Yun has not been seen for half a month. There is nothing I can do, the injury is too serious. Not only is his life span exhausted, but his body is also devastated, and his foundation has been seriously damaged.
Why!
The old man in purple sighed and was doubting his life.
He is afraid that he is really out of touch with the times. Are today's quasi-immortal kings so pissed off? He even killed eight demigods in one battle. In just one battle, he is comparable to the Eternal Ancestor of the same period. He is truly worthy of the same lineage.
Although they are few in number, they are all very ruthless.
"Don't sleep. Get up and play."
The devil was holding a stick and poking the little unicorn again and again.
The holy beast's temper was particularly good today, and he didn't pay any attention to this guy at all.
Say you have a good temper
, it’s not exact, the main reason is that he is too weak, why are he weak! Is it because he was exhausted from helping Zhao Yun to open the Qilin Transformation, and he couldn’t recover in a few months, right now! Don’t talk about playing and gasping for breath.
My whole body hurts even after I breathe.
"I feel proud at last." The devil poked harder and harder.
"Let's beat him up!" Ghost-faced Yama said earnestly.
"Can't beat him." The talents from the mortal world all coughed.
The Supreme Female Immortal King is still here, just like the old Taoist priest in purple, looking up at the misty sky alone. She lived a failure in the first half of her life. The home she always thought of was so cruel.
At night, Zhao Yun slowly opened his eyes.
It’s an injury! It’s no longer serious.
"A fight to the death against fate!"
The old man in purple sighed, seeing that Zhao Yun had changed a lot.
Even if the quasi-immortal king is like this, if he advances to become an immortal king, wouldn't he go to heaven?
Buzz!
Zhao Yun entered the domain gate directly without any delay.
When he was done, he flicked his sleeves and seven rays of fairy light flew out.
Oh no, it's not fairy light, but seven magic weapons, genuine demigod weapons, all obtained from the raids after the war. Except for the sixth demigod's natal magic weapon, the rest are all here.
The old Taoist in purple clothes had already realized what he was doing and rolled up his sleeves on the spot.
If someone is urinary, there will definitely be more demigods in the future.
Here, Zhao Yun has fallen into the eternal world.
He sacrificed his origin and helped Qilin warm up his body.
The little guy slept peacefully, transforming in his deep sleep.
Also undergoing transformation is Chu Wushuang. His transformation began after the lotus birth curse was broken. Perhaps due to his bloodline, he has not woken up yet, only the colorful fairy clouds cover his immortal body.
"Tonight, the moonlight is quite beautiful."
Ghost-faced Yama clasped his hands and walked away unsteadily.
The Demon Lord and the others are also discerning and will not bother the two juniors.
They are all from the mortal world, and they all know what happened between Zhao Yun and Chu Wushuang. Those are blood-stained memories. Fortunately, Chu Wushuang is resurrected. Fortunately, Zhao Yun is still here, and they can continue their relationship.
Why!
The Demon King sighed and walked away.
Love is a good thing, and he had it in the past.
"Chu Wushuang. I really envy you."
When the Supreme Fairy Queen left, she murmured a self-deprecating voice.
Once upon a time, she had feelings and tears, and she also wanted to have someone like Zhao Yun who would risk his life for her. Unfortunately, she did not have that blessing, and her reputation was already ruined.
"Zhao Yun."
Not long after, he heard a call that was choked with sobs.
Chu Wushuang woke up, her eyes blurred with tears.
"It's me." Zhao Yun smiled vicissitudes of life.
No one bothered them, only silent blessings.
Over a hundred years ago, I have missed it for too long.