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Chapter 1914 Zhi Luo

 Ancient God Xingyue has left, and only Zhao Yun is still standing in the courtyard.

After a long time, I saw him closing his eyes and using this place as the source to deduce.

It was still hazy and chaotic. What was different from before was that in the deepest part of the chaos, he saw a looming figure. As expected, it should be the ancient god Chuyao. He could let him

My eyesight was exhausted and it was difficult to trace back, so I suffered a huge backlash. When I opened my eyes, my vision was completely black, and I almost fell headlong into it.

"Boss, please stop being evil."

Long Yuan trembled, and Xian Lei and Hun Tian Huo also jumped individually. .??.

Because he came to the God Realm, the master's state of mind was particularly unstable.

"It doesn't matter."

Zhao Yun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and recited the meditation mantra silently.

He has some kind of enlightenment, and there must be a calamity before he becomes a god.

It will be a calamity of inner demons. If you can't overcome it, you won't be able to become a god.

Squeak!

The courtyard door opened again, and a wisp of breeze slowly blew in, carrying a touch of feminine fragrance.

She is not the Ancient God of Stars and Moon, but a white-haired woman with a plain gauze covering her cheeks. She has a mysterious artistic conception. Her bloodline is very good, and her beautiful eyes are even more good, with special pupils.

Zhao Yun scanned up and down and confirmed that he had never seen this person before. He only knew that his aura was very mysterious.

He was watching, and so was the white-haired woman. After a few more glances, her pretty eyebrows furrowed slightly.

No wonder she was like this, it was because she couldn't see through Zhao Yun, and the mysterious cover blocked her from peeking.

"Who are you and why are you here?" the white-haired woman said calmly.

"Little passerby, here to look for Chuyao." Mr. Zhao smiled.

"How dare you call my master by his first name." The white-haired woman scolded.

My teacher?

Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, realizing that the ancient god Chuyao actually had a disciple.

"Outsiders are not allowed to set foot in the place where Master practices cultivation. Please leave."

"I am not an outsider, but your old teacher and friend."

"I know all about Master's old friends, but I have never seen you."

"I live in seclusion all year round and rarely come out for a walk."

"That's nonsense."

The woman in white didn't listen to Zhao Yun and was blind,

He flicked his sleeves and threw out a fairy light.

Zhao Yun didn't move, but his body was flying with the power of heaven, easily destroying the fairy light.

"Taoist Heavenly Secret Technique." The woman in white had an extraordinary vision and saw the clues instantly.

"Your master, where are you now?" Zhao Yun wanted to know this more than fighting.

"No comment."

The woman in white spoke coldly, her beautiful eyes shone with rays of light, and thousands of flowers bloomed inside.

Since they are special eyes, they have their own mysterious power, just like her eyes, which are extremely magical.

Mr. Zhao pressed forward steadily, and white flames slowly ignited in his dazzling eyes.

"Dream Fairy Fire."

The woman in white murmured something, as if there was nothing she didn't know.

The refining fire enters the eyes and seizes the heavenly creation, but her divine eyes have no effect on it.

"Where is your master?" Zhao Yun asked the same question again.

"I'll tell you later after defeat."

The woman in white suddenly disappeared and reappeared in front of Zhao Yun.

He saw her stretch out a jade finger and point it at the center of Zhao Yun's eyebrows to restrain him.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun's movements were strange and he avoided a finger and went around behind the white-haired woman.

Then, hundreds of laws formed into iron chains, binding them together.

"The way of war nourishes hundreds of scriptures."

The white-haired woman whispered and escaped instantly.

It was also at this moment that a waning moon appeared behind him.

The moonlight was bright and clear, but also strange. It actually illuminated Zhao Yun's iron chain of law.

"Chu Yao's disciple is indeed a talent." Zhao Yun marveled.

"How dare you call my master by his name?" The woman in white said with a cold tone. A fairy mirror flew out from between her eyebrows. It was her natal weapon. The surface of the mirror was as clear as water, but a sword light suddenly appeared.

Zheng!

Zhao Yun took a wisp of false power and turned it into a blade of light, which he struck in the air.

Fairy mirror.

The white-haired woman groaned, suffering the backlash from her natal weapon, and she took half a step back in shock.

Zhao Yun didn't give him a chance to breathe. After the false sword light, there was another purple sword energy.

"The Qi of Hongmeng."

The white-haired woman's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and her mind trembled unconsciously.

She was locked by the sword energy, and the terrifying sword intent struck directly at her true body.

Zheng!

When the Hongmeng Sword Qi was three inches away from her eyebrows, it was still there.

Zhao Yun didn't want to fight, let alone hurt the disciple of Ancient God Chuyao.

By the time he really takes action, the person in front of him is probably already on his way.

"Eternal body."

The woman in white opened her lips slightly, finally revealing Zhao Yun's identity.

No wonder she didn't get the slightest advantage, she turned out to be a god-slaying evildoer.

"Can we have a good chat?" Zhao Yun withdrew from Hongmeng and took the wine bottle with him.

"Saint Son of Da Luo. He is truly worthy of his reputation." The woman in white also received her immortal power.

She was very surprised how the master could be related to the eternal lineage.

Also, isn't Zhao Yun in the immortal world? Where did he go to the divine world?

"Where is your master?" Zhao Yun asked this question for the third time.

"I don't know." The woman in white shook her head, "I haven't seen Master in a hundred years."

"Do you know how to find her?"

"wait."

"wait?"

"Every hundred years, Master will come here." The woman in white whispered.

"How long is it until the hundred-year deadline?" Zhao Yun asked hurriedly.

"No more, no less, it happens to be March."

When the woman in white was talking, she did not forget to scan Zhao Yun.

Even now, she couldn't see through the person in front of her.

There is no weak person in the eternal lineage. The only eternal inheritance in this life has done things that defy heaven. Even the eternal ancestors at the same time and in the same realm may not be able to surpass Zhao Yun's achievements.

"March."

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Zhao Yun murmured in his heart that this deadline was within his acceptable range.

The God Realm is so big that finding people is like looking for a needle in a haystack, so it is necessary to wait here.

Squeak!

Today's small courtyard is destined to be very lively, and people are walking in like the wind.

The one who came this time was a blond young man with two dragon auras flying around his body.

"Zhiluo, why didn't you wait for me?" The young man smiled and looked at the woman in white.

"You know, I like peace and quiet." The woman in white took a broom and swept up the fallen leaves.

"I'm not a noisy person either."

The young man smiled and glanced at Zhao Yun.

Like Zhi Luo before, he also frowned.

The man in black robe in front of me has a wonderful way of covering up.

"Who is this?" the young man asked.

"A passer-by." Zhao Yun smiled.

"Yeah." The young man's tone became neither salty nor cool, and he walked straight towards Zhi Luo.

"I got a new secret treasure, and I want all the girls to share it together." The young man took something.

It was a black spiritual bead, but it was shining with silver light. It was engraved with secret patterns and had gods wandering around it. When it was hanging in the air, it even performed a starry sky on its own.

"Nine Heavens Praying Star Beads." Zhi Luo couldn't help but blurt out the question when she saw it.

"Good vision." The young man waved his hand and pushed the bead towards Zhi Luo.

"This gift is too heavy." Zhi Luo also flicked her sleeves and pushed the beads back.

Seeing the two of them pushing and shoving, Mr. Zhao wanted to take action directly.

He didn't know what the Nine Heavens Praying Star Bead was, but the ancient character engraved on it was a real treasure. It was a Dunjia Heavenly Character, filled with obscure light.

When he looked, the beads actually flew towards him.

The young man raised his eyebrows and followed the beads to look at Mr. Zhao.

At this glance, his deep eyes flickered.

The Nine Heavens Prayer Star Bead has a special ability and can identify bloodline.

If it weren't for the heaven-defying inheritance, it wouldn't have rushed forward.


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