The thunder and lightning dispersed, and the broken world finally returned to peace.
Zhao Yun sat under the tree, running the Immortality Secret again and again.
Xi Ling and others were standing not far away.
No one dares to come close, and no one can come close.
"Is that an immortal?" The younger members of the escort team were all shocked. They had really seen Zhao Yun's great tricks. Not to mention other things, just the thunder in the sky, which ordinary people couldn't do. .???.
Let’s just say it! The person my aunt has been waiting for for more than a hundred years is not an ordinary person.
Xi Ling remained silent, her hands clasped together, her worried expression clearly revealed.
Although she didn't know what the purple fairy energy was, she knew that it was extremely terrifying.
Well!
Zhao Yun groaned, blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and his body was still cracking to pieces.
It’s really worthy of Hongmeng’s spirit, it’s just extraordinary, the majestic power is more domineering than a piece of it.
In the past, the big devil had not collided with him with such force.
Fortunately, he is no longer what he used to be, and he is completely able to withstand Hongmeng's troubles.
I don't know when he suppressed the Hongmeng Qi.
Therefore, I almost exhausted my energy and fell asleep exhausted.
At this point, Xi Ling and others stepped forward.
Seeing that Zhao Yun was fine, the old man waved his hand gently.
The juniors were very discerning and retreated silently. They walked far away without forgetting to look back.
"Still watching."
The old man held a whip and urged them one by one.
Xi Ling knelt down, carefully stretched out his hand, and also carefully pushed aside Zhao Yun's long hair that covered his face, and stared quietly, with hazy beautiful eyes and a mesmerizing look.
She is not Qin Mengyao, but she did the same thing as Qin Mengyao.
The tenderness of cuddling each other is her most charming beauty.
"In the future, should I call him uncle?"
The juniors gathered together, with half of their heads exposed on the top of the hill.
Regardless of their cultivation level, if they sit together, they are still very
Well matched.
"Another baby cabbage." What the punisher saw was a different scene.
"What are you calling me for?" Pluto woke up and stretched himself hard.
The punisher had no words and sent Zhao Yun's picture into the underworld.
"How is this possible?" The God of Hades was stunned when he saw it. Zhao Yun is still alive?
Zhukong was fine, so he simply put his hands in his hands, found a big tree, and took a nap there. No matter how the God of the Underworld called, he would not respond. You didn't answer when he called you before, but now! I'm sleepy, I
I won't pay attention to you either.
The God of Hades' face turned dark, and it's time to drag out the traitors.
His face was dark, and he was extremely frightened and confused.
Back then, there were more than a hundred gods! How did that kid survive?
"When the Moon God left, he entrusted me with a treasure." The God of Hades spoke slowly.
After hearing this, Zhukong opened his eyes again and looked at the underworld with shining eyes, "What kind of treasure is it."
Okay! The God of Hades wouldn't answer.
The moonlight is perfect, and it's a good time to take a good nap.
This night, the mortal world punisher couldn't sleep.
The treasure of the Moon God! He really wanted to see it!
The night is still so quiet and cool.
Zhao Yun had a dream, dreaming about Young Master Ye.
If you go by what Emperor Hades said, you will dream about that guy named Ye for many, many years in the future. The cause and effect of the emperor's path involves cause and effect. It is very necessary to have dreams every now and then.
"Ye Chen."
With a sudden call, Zhao Yun sat up suddenly.
It was a nightmare. I dreamed that my good brother was fucked by a pig.
After passing by Shen'er, I saw Xi Ling adjusting her clothes.
Someone woke up suddenly, she was caught off guard, she had to find something to cover up her embarrassment, and she happened to be quite...
If there is any dust, just pat it away and tidy it up. It should be natural.
"How long have you been sleeping?" Zhao Yun rubbed his eyebrows, not knowing where he was.
"No more, no less, three days." Xi Ling said, with a hint of red on her cheeks.
"Get on the road."
Zhao Yun turned over and jumped up, then glanced at him.
Hongmeng's Qi is very restless, and it is still causing turbulent and rolling collisions. .??.
This is not a long-term solution. If you have time, talk to the sanctioner.
Bathed in the moonlight, everyone headed north. Because of the Sunset Immortal King and the terrifying Hongmeng Purple Qi, Xi Ling and the others had nothing left in their escort. At the end of the trip, they had to pay compensation.
Ahead, a city came into view.
That was Mingyue Ancient City. There was a green building in the city named Zuimeng.
Mengdie, the incarnation of Bu Niantian, was the top star of Zuimenglou in the past.
Back then, Zhao Yun was hunted down all the way to send her back to her hometown.
When Zhao Yun returns to his old place, he will inevitably think of Bu Nian Tian and wonder if he is okay.
"I. Want to become an immortal."
At the corner of the street, Xi Ling suddenly said something.
In fact, she didn't care whether she became an immortal or not. What she cared about most was the person beside her. She only met them once after walking for more than a hundred years. Instead of waiting for hundreds of years in her life, she would rather stay silent.
Follow him, even if it’s just a little maid.
"The fairyland is far from as beautiful as you think." Zhao Yun said.
"I will go to the mountains of swords and seas of fire." There was a sincere light in Xi Ling's eyes.
"So, I will pick you up a hundred years later." Zhao Yun raised his head and took a sip of wine.
In the chaotic world, there are enemies everywhere. He doesn't want Xi Ling to go to the fairy world to die. The reason why he said a hundred years later is nothing more than a deadline. He is confident that he can form a group within a hundred years. Let them gain a foothold in the fairy world.
of powerful power and heritage.
"good."
Xi Ling smiled sweetly, with a sincere look in her eyes.
The light is stronger.
Zhao Yun left, just like the fading time, gradually drifting away.
When he appeared again, it was already a dark abyss.
At the bottom of the abyss, there is a small incense burner, which still burns musk.
In addition, there is a tablet. Whose tablet is it? It belongs to Immortal Immortal.
As for the musk, most of it was left by Bu Nian Tian, who sent an incarnation to come down to worship.
"Senior, I wish you good health in heaven." Zhao Yun bowed his hands.
Back then, it was here that he passed down the secret method of longevity.
Now that I come back, I feel indescribable emotions. I have been going back and forth for many years.
Um?
As soon as he stood up, Zhao Yun felt strangely shaken.
After squinting his eyes slightly, he realized where the strange fluctuation was coming from. It was the wisps of flying musk. If he saw it correctly, there was a trace of residual soul hidden in the smoke, a very weak one.
"Immortal?" Zhao Yun couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
Yes, it was the remnant soul of Immortal Immortal, he could recognize it.
It's really weird. The Immortal Immortal has been buried for so many years. Where did this residual soul come from? Or is it that the Immortal Immortal was not completely dead back then, so he had to pay homage to heaven and raise his soul?
This was an unexpected surprise. He took away the musk and the incense burner together.
He climbed to the top of the mountain, suspended the incense burner, and let the stars and moonlight nourish it.
Looking at it this time, the remnants of the smoke are clearer than before.
"There's a show."
Zhao Yun took an ancient lamp and introduced the remnant soul of the Immortal Immortal into it.
Then, a wisp of his soul power enveloped the entire ancient lamp.
The candle was lit, and the dim flame was the soul of Immortal Immortal. This is the method of nourishing the soul, which can nourish the soul. It was by this method that Chu Wushuang returned to the world.
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