As Old Taoist Zhuge closed his eyes, Zhao Yun turned around in a panic.
After a little delay, we had to rush to Jiulong Valley as soon as possible.
From the map, you can see the topography of Jiulong Valley. There are nine dragon-shaped mountains crisscrossing each other. The terrain is quite good, and Jiulong Valley is right in the center, which is where the name comes from.
He was lucky, Feng Wu was indeed there.
In addition to Feng Wu, there is also a bald old man, who is in the Ksitigarbha realm, not a strong man from the Demon family, but an elder of the Dark Night clan. He is really restless and has a sharp nose. The group fight has ended, and he is still on hold.
This search did not find the Zhao family, but found Feng Wu.
This is the devil's saint. Catching her is a great achievement.
When Zhao Yun arrived, the battle between the two was in full swing.
There is no need to look at it. Feng Wu Luo Luo Feng is here to heal his injuries. The injuries are not ordinary. He cannot use 40% of his combat power. In such a state, even a third-level Ksitigarbha is enough to face the Ksitigarbha realm.
She was in pain, her whole body was covered in blood, and her breath had disappeared to the extreme.
"A saint from the devil's family should have a special taste." The bald old man smiled faintly, licking his scarlet tongue, his eyes full of obscenity. Despite his age, in fact, he is a lover of beauty.
Feng Wu was speechless, blood was bleeding from the corner of her mouth, and she could no longer stand still.
"I will take good care of you." The bald old man smiled sinisterly and grabbed it with one hand.
"I will also take good care of you."
Before Feng Wu could respond, she was pulled away by someone behind her.
Zhao Yun arrived, pulled Feng Wu away, and punched out with a Shanshan punch, destroying the big hand. The bald old man also groaned and retreated in shock. It was just a third-level Jizo, even if he was not in peak condition.
Even if he is seriously injured, he can still complete the abuse.
"who?"
The bald old man shouted violently, but he didn't even see who it was, only a dark shadow.
Whoosh!
Zhao Yun was as fast as a ghost and had already arrived.
"You." The bald old man's expression suddenly changed and he ran away in a hurry.
"Leave?" Zhao Yun cast the magic of the Sky Eye, confusing the bald old man's mind.
Although it was only for a moment, it was enough for him to grab the old man's wrist.
Thinking about it carefully, it seems that I haven't hit anyone for several days, and my hands are really itchy.
Boom! Bang! Boom!
In the quiet Jiulong Valley, there were three booms.
The bald old man was miserable. As soon as he woke up from the illusion of the Sky Eye, he was struck by one blow that destroyed the body's protective essence. The second blow caused his internal organs to shift. The third blow made all the bones in his body crackle.
Zhao Yun took a look and said, Oops? I still have some energy.
He was considerate and understanding, and he fell again for nine consecutive times. A dignified three-level Ksitigarbha statue was smashed into a pile by him, with comminuted fractures. The bald old man was depressed until he died. He wanted to have many more things.
Such a way to die, but I didn't expect that he was thrown to death, and he was also thrown to death by a Xuanyang realm
Damn it, he had a lot of secret skills, but he never had time to use them.
After killing this guy, Zhao Yun turned around and came over.
Just as Feng Wu was unable to stand still, he held her up with one hand. True energy overflowed from his palm and poured into her body, which eliminated the murderous intention and also warmed her body. Although she was seriously injured, she was not in danger of her life.
"He often throws people like this." Feng Wu smiled tiredly. As for him, she was referring to Zhao Yun. In terms of the posture of throwing people, Ji Hen and Zhao Yun are a perfect match.
"I taught him." Zhao Yun smiled.
"Where's your wife?"
"Still sleeping."
A few words of dialogue, everyone who understands will understand.
Feng Wu is not stupid, and the woman's sixth sense is also very accurate. She has already recognized Zhao Yun. It doesn't matter if he changes his honor or his aura, she can still recognize it. This is definitely Zhao Yun of Forgotten Ancient City.
And Zhao Yun's reply did not deny it.
We have formed an alliance with the Demon Family and the time has come. There is no need to hide it.
"Causation. What a strange thing." Feng Wu smiled softly. After leaving the border, she had met Zhao Yun before, in a small village called "Shanhe". That night, she and You
Lan fell into the river while fighting and was rescued in Shanhe Village. She, Youlan and Zhao Yun were lying on the same bed.
Unfortunately, she was only focused on fighting with Youlan at that time and did not recognize Zhao Yun.
Unexpectedly, after going around in circles, we would recognize each other again with these identities. She is the saint of the Demon Family, and he is the number one in the new sect. They are both burdened with hatred, and they have also formed an alliance.
"I understand your state of mind that night." Zhao Yun smiled hoarsely.
For the rest of my life, I will live only for hatred.
He also said what Feng Wu said countless times in his heart. He also engraved the word "hate" engraved on Feng Wu's forehead, but it was engraved in his soul and also dripping with blood.
"I will hold his head to pay homage to my brother's soul in heaven." Feng Wu said coldly.
"Who is your enemy?" Zhao Yun said, carrying Fengwu out of the valley.
"Yin Ming."
"Who is Yin Ming?"
"The grandson of the royal high priest." Feng Wu didn't hide anything, her beautiful eyes flashed with an icy cold light, her murderous intention was regardless of her cultivation level, and her killing intention sent a gust of cold wind through Zhao Yun's body.
"No wonder you became the Holy Maiden of the Demon Family and failed to take revenge." Zhao Yun took a deep breath. The high priest of the royal family is inferior to tens of thousands of people. His little grandson has such a distinguished status. He is surrounded by many people.
There are so many masters, but most people can't even get close to them.
After leaving the valley, Zhao Yun didn't stop all the way.
Feng Wu lost her words and fell asleep quietly at some point. She put her cheek on Zhao Yun's shoulder and slept peacefully. From time to time, there was a slight smile, which brought about the beauty of a woman, and there was tenderness hidden in her beauty.
"Only you are left."
Zhao Yun thought to himself, I wonder where the devil has gone.
As for the powerful members of the Demon family, most of them have been hidden. As long as they are not found by the Imperial Shadow Guard, there will be no serious problems. When he finds the Demon son, he will give the order and move to the Immortal Mountain.
In this way, we have stabilized our position.
Next, there will be a major counterattack. Anyone who can't get through them, including the Corpse Clan, the Blood Clothes Sect, the Dark Night Clan, the Blood Eagle Clan, and the Demon Cave, will not be able to escape.
"Boss, the devil has been found."
As soon as I left this mountain range, I heard a yelp coming from my clone.
Previously, he sent out many clones to search in all directions, and it turned out to be the right choice.
"You damn well know how to find a place."
When Zhao Yun saw it, he let out a sigh through his clone. He could also see through his clone where it was. It was the underground palace under the Sky Burial Mountain. The Zhao family had been placed there before, and that devil was hiding in that underground palace.
"The most dangerous place is the safest place." Demon's words were serious and serious. Zhao Yun's clone could hear it, and Zhao Yun himself could hear it. The Imperial Shadow Guards and the Demon Suppressing Division had both searched, and they were still able to kill him.
?
"Come quickly, I will take you to a good place." Zhao Yun smiled.
"Easy to say." Mozi covered his waist and followed Zhao Yun out.
It is easy to find the deity if you know its location.
Within a short time, the two met.
Zhao Yun is okay, Feng Wu is okay, and Mozi's condition is not as miserable as usual. One of his arms was removed, his face is pale, and there are many murderous intentions hidden in his body. It seems that after killing the second black-robed man last night,
After encountering several fierce battles, the Holy Son of the Demon Family was defeated. Otherwise, he would not have taken refuge in the Sky Burial Mountain Palace.
"Have you ever heard of Qilin Arms?" Zhao Yun smiled.
"Qilin. Arm?" After hearing this, Demon couldn't help but shook his head.
"I'll teach you later." Zhao Yun smiled again.
It just so happened that Mako lost an arm.
By chance, he is proficient in the Qilin Technique, and it is an improved Qilin Technique. Even if he does not use Qilin's blood, he can still create the Qilin Arm. When he creates the Qilin Arm, won't he also have no Qilin blood?
"Is it soft?" Mozi said suddenly.
"What?" Zhao Yun was confused.
"How about I carry it instead?" Mozi looked at Feng Wu who was being carried by Zhao Yun.
Feng Wu opened her eyes for a moment and glared at him, with fire blooming in her beautiful eyes.
When the devil saw him, he coughed, "Girl, why are you pretending to be asleep?"
I want you to take care of it.
Feng Wu glared again and continued to pretend to sleep.
Here, Zhao Yun finally reacted and glanced at Mozi sideways. You are very knowledgeable in what you say! You are as witty as me, and you have never turned around. But having said that, you are indeed very soft.
When night fell, the three of them arrived at the Immortal Mountain.
"This is the good place you said." Demon Zi said sideways.
"We'll talk about it after seeing it." Zhao Yun didn't bother to explain and dove in.
The devil didn't think so and followed suit.
"Damn."
"asshole."
"Ji Hen, get out."
As soon as I walked in, I heard hysterical howls, one after another.
"It sounds like that guy from Wu Qi!" Mozi subconsciously raised his eyes.
However, I couldn't see anything clearly.
He heard correctly, it was indeed Wu Qi, who was still trapped in the Immortal Mountain and had not yet come out.
Zhao Yun didn't answer and just walked inside.
"I've been to the Immortal Mountain, but I haven't seen the fog!" Mozi looked left and right all the way, his eyes were strange. Even someone with a celestial eye like him couldn't see the truth clearly. If there was no one to lead the way, he would really be trapped here.
"It's so weird." Feng Wu, who was carried on Zhao Yun's back, opened her eyes at some point. Her eyes were the same as those of a demon. She had been to the Immortal Mountain before, but there was no such big misty cloud.
"That's not right." After a long time, Demon Zi asked in surprise, "Tracing Formation?"
"Correct me, it's the Immortal Level. Mysterious Formation." Zhao Yun said something profound.
"Immortal level?" Mozi was shocked, and Feng Wu was also shocked.
Immortal-level magic circles are transcendent from the heavenly martial arts and possess great fortune. I am afraid that even if Daxia Hongyuan comes, they may not be able to find the way out. One might even get lost in the Immortal Mountain.
"Hang or not."
"Dang." Mozi swallowed secretly.
"There's something even more ridiculous." Zhao Yun smiled mysteriously and quickened his pace.
The devil hurriedly followed up, and it was even more impressive than the Immortal-Level Lost Tracing Formation. It was so unbelievable.
When he reached the foot of Qianqiu City, he subconsciously raised his head. Where did this ancient city come from? He had been to the Immortal Mountain and visited it more than once, but he had never seen an ancient city. Who built such a high wall?
Let’s give it a try with the Imperial City! There is also this ancient and vicissitudes of life. You can’t tell how old it is, but it is definitely older than the Imperial City. Just looking at the words “Qianqiu City” makes you feel even more stressed.
"Come in!" Zhao Yun had already walked in and did not forget to call out.
Mozi closed his eyes and took a quick step to follow.
Entering the city, it was another scene.
"Fuck."
Mako's wolf howl revealed unprecedented domineering power.