The rumble covered up the tranquility of the night.
The broken mountain forest was stained with a lot of blood, mostly the blood of Xiong Cang.
The Tianwu realm of the Dayuan royal family is indeed not good at fighting, at least not as good as Hongyuan, and not as good as the two kings, but their ability to withstand beatings is still very impressive, at least they are still alive and kicking at this moment.
The situation of the war has not changed much.
In a two-on-one lineup, the two kings definitely have the upper hand.
Xiong Cang was miserable enough. He used forbidden spells and burned his lifespan in exchange for strong combat power. He was still hammered to the point where he couldn't find the north. There were many bloody holes all over his body, and his blood and bones were exposed in many places.
He wanted to leave, but he was blocked countless times.
Here, Zhao Yun and Mustachio are much closer, and have climbed up a broken mountain. They can see the figures of three people from a wide view. I have to say, it is very eye-catching. Seeing Xiong Cang being blasted by a hammer makes him feel particularly comfortable.
, in the territory of Daxia, you still dare to be so crazy, you deserve to be beaten.
puff!
The next streak of blood was extremely dazzling.
It was Xiong Cang who was bleeding again, and one of his arms was removed by King Yin Yue's halberd.
The Barbarian King's attack arrived soon after, and another hammer flew out, causing a huge mountain to collapse. The pieces of rubble that flew away were stained with Xiong Cang's blood.
ah!
Xiongcang's howl is filled with anger and pain.
In the battle with Daxia Hongyuan, he was not beaten so badly, but he was beaten to a disability by two ancient corpses.
Boom! Bang!
The Man King and the Yin Yue King arrived again and pursued them closely.
As Zhao Yun expected, Dayuan had grievances with the barbarians and the Yin Yue Dynasty. If not, the two kings would not be so angry. One was more fierce than the other, and it was not finished until Xiong Cang was killed.
Ancient grudges have no distinction between yin and yang. Once they are seen, they start a war.
puff!
Xiong Cang vomited a mouthful of old blood and finally got angry.
Seeing him forming a seal with one hand, a black curse line was carved between his eyebrows, and his momentum reached its peak in an instant. He should have opened a forbidden technique, not a fighting forbidden technique. Such a peak was just for escape.
Walk.
Don't tell me, he really ran away and disappeared with a whoosh.
For this, he is destined to pay a heavy price. When the curse pattern dissipates, it will be the moment when he falls into Tianwu. The escape he gained by downgrading is not bad! It will be difficult to enter Tianwu again.
"I really let him run away."
Not only Zhao Yun frowned, but the mustache also frowned.
Even though they were far away, Zhao Yun could still see Xiong Cang looking back for a moment as he ran away. It was him he was looking at. Those blood-colored eyes were filled with ferocity, cruelty, bloodthirsty and anger, all aimed at him.
That's right, it was his accident that disrupted the situation.
He was not sure whether Xiong Cang could see through his true honor.
All I know is that he is destined to be unhappy in the future.
Fortunately, Xiong Cang didn't see through his true appearance, all thanks to the human skin he forged. It had such mysterious power that it changed his appearance, and even the Tianwu realm couldn't see through it.
So very good.
At least, his ordinary face would not let Xiong Cang get involved with the Zhao family.
Xiong Cang ran away, and King Barbarian and King Yin Yue also stopped.
The two of them were like statues and monuments, standing in the messy mountain forest. Their eyes had lost their light, and their expressions had returned to dullness. Without the excitement of Tianwu's momentum, they had returned to normal.
At this point, Zhao Yun came out like a dark shadow, along with his mustache.
"I've met two seniors."
The mustached man still knew etiquette very well, so he saluted from a long distance away.
Forgetting the etiquette, this guy is dishonest. He rubbed his hands and came forward, wanting to touch the two kings. In this way, he will have bragging rights when he travels around the world in the future. I have also touched the Tianwu realm.
"You are seeking death." Zhao Yun kicked him away.
Don’t touch the ancient corpses in the Tianwu Realm randomly, as you might end up cheating.
of.
Zhao Yun pinched the seal again and performed the coffin sinking technique.
While the two kings are in a state of silence, they must be sent back as soon as possible. After a long time, if he revives, he will not be able to suppress it. It is better to stay here, but if he goes out to cause trouble, it will be a catastrophe.
Buzz! Buzz!
There were still two sarcophagi, which had risen out of the ground before, but now sunk into the ground inch by inch.
When the sarcophagus disappeared, Zhao Yun collapsed to the ground, his face was bloodless, and his breath was completely gone. There was no trace of true energy in the sea of pills. His face was the most terrifying, and blood was bleeding from all his orifices.
He used the coffin sinking technique twice, and both were at the Tianwu realm, so he burned high incense before he was killed.
"The merits are complete."
Zhao Yun breathed a sigh of relief and stuffed the pills into his mouth desperately.
Whenever the ancient corpse of Tianwu is summoned, it wanders in front of the gate of hell, disturbing the peace of the king, and may be killed at any time. In his true spiritual realm, he is no better than the god of the moon, who cannot control the situation.
"This is gone?"
The mustache looked and looked at the ground, sometimes lying on the ground and listening.
When they arrived, they didn't even figure out the reason. Then they looked at Zhao Yun and said, "Where did it go?"
"The land of the underworld." Zhao Yun replied.
"The land of the netherworld really exists?" The mustache asked in surprise, as if he had heard of it before.
"If you want to go, I can send you there."
What the head of the Zhao family said was quite level.
Living people cannot go to the land of the underworld, they have to be killed, and there is a coffin coffin technique to do it.
"Teach me your secret method of sinking coffins!"
The mustachioed man rubbed his old hands again, laughed again, and his eyes gleamed.
"Master said, it can't be spread outside."
Zhao Yun recovered some of his true energy and staggered to his feet.
The war is over, but some things still need to be done, such as ending the war
The spoils, so many Ksitigarbha realms, so many Xuanyang realms, have been sucked into mummies, and their belongings must be taken away.
"Just rest, I'm coming."
When thinking about trophies, the mustache is more positive than anyone else.
Under the moonlight, the two of them ran around, searching one by one. Due to the war, the mountains were in chaos, and too many of them were covered in rubble. It took a lot of effort for the two of them to find them.
The spoils were quite abundant, including banknotes, pills, weapons, ancient scrolls. They had everything. The two of them divided half of it, then destroyed the corpses and disappeared into the forest one after another.
The night finally fell into silence.
The moment they came out of the forest, the two of them were so emotional!
A promise, thousands of miles traveled, and a disaster that almost led to death.
Compared to them, those pursuers were miserable enough.
A large number of people came out, but no one came back. Zuimenglou was in a state of shock.
Thinking of the promise, before Zhao Yun left, he glanced back, as if he could see the dilapidated and desolate ancient town through the darkness, where Mengdie was buried. After all, the fallen leaves returned to their roots. This life is too miserable, I hope
In the next life, she will find a good family and live a peaceful life.
Reflecting the moonlight, the two of them gradually drifted away.
"Damn it, really damn it."
Cold low roars sounded frequently in the darkness under the sky.
It's Xiong Cang, that guy is still alive.
However, he is no longer in the Tianwu realm, but has fallen to the Quasi-Tian realm. He lost an arm and was beaten to a disability. In addition to the injuries and backlash, his current state is extremely bad. I am afraid that if he comes to an ordinary Quasi-Tian, or a
Ksitigarbha at his peak could send him all the way to hell.
"You are in a true spiritual realm, but one day your life will be worse than death."
Xiong Cang gritted his teeth and carved Zhao Yun's appearance into his soul, stroke by stroke. If it hadn't been for that little martial artist, he would have been so miserable, demoted in rank, and almost lost his life.