Zhao Yun casually threw away the flower pants of the Holy Son of the Demon Palace, and only carried a small purple money bag, which he was busy counting. The money bag belonged to the Holy Son of the Demon Palace. Just now, when he was undressing someone, he also put the money in it.
The bag was stolen easily, and it was heavy and heavy in my hand.
To put it another way, a saintly son is rich.
Although the money bag is not big, there is a special space inside it, which is as big as a water tank. There are stacks of banknotes, pills, spiritual fluids, charms and elixirs in large quantities.
In addition to the money bag, it is the ornaments on the other person's body.
For example, jade pendants and pendants were completely removed.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Zhao Yun kept clicking his tongue.
The art of stealing immortality is really a good secret method.
With this specialty, I won’t be afraid of traveling all over the world.
"Ji Hen." The Holy Son of the Demon Palace howled angrily.
Zhao Yun was in a good mood, but he was very angry now. Who knows what method Zhao Yun used. Except for the black magic armor, everything else on his body was stolen by the other party. After so long since his debut, he still never
I have never encountered anything weird like this.
Is it possible that the thief has become a spirit?
"loss."
Zhao Yun didn't pay attention to the Holy Son of the Demon Palace, just because he was feeling distressed.
If I had known that the magic of stealing immortals was so effective, those people I met earlier, such as Yuan Shang, Xiao Rihei, the corpse clan members, and the Holy Son of the Magic Mountain, should have been stolen by them. All of them had good status, or were the Holy Son,
Either he is a prince, so he must be rich. Together, they can make a considerable amount of wealth.
"I kill you."
The Holy Son of the Demon Palace was furious and swept the demons to attack.
Zhao Yun disagreed, rolled up his sleeves, and raised his head.
Boom! Bang!
After the silence, the river bank roared again. A demon palace saint son and a Tianzong disciple did not defend themselves. They fired secret techniques from east to west, with sword light, sword light, fist shadows, and palm prints overwhelming the sky and the earth.
Every time there is a setback, fire will explode and a halo will spread.
The already calm lake stirred up turbulent waves due to the halo of light. The devils inside were all very calm. They were as strong as the black turtle devil and they were all honest.
Both of these are ruthless characters.
In this case, it's still safe to hide down there.
Phew! Phew!
Amidst the rumbling sound, there was blood and light shooting out.
All are Zhao Yun's blood.
The Holy Son of the Demon Palace is protected by the black magic armor, and he also has something to rely on. The Ten Thousand Immortality Secrets are operating at their best, and the scars are healing one after another. He cannot break the defense of the Holy Son of the Demon Palace, and the opponent cannot defeat him.
Over time.
The Holy Son of the Demon Palace couldn't hold on any longer.
The exchange of secret techniques was so exhausting that many of his tumbling demons had been annihilated. Every time he fired a secret technique, he would become weaker. And the way he looked at Zhao Yun was unbelievable. This
Little thing, is the true energy infinite? After fighting for so long, instead of being depressed, the energy and blood are burning like fire, like a ball of flames, and the blood all over the body is actually getting more fierce with the fighting.
Look at Zhao Yun, he's not doing it hard.
During the fight, his eyes moved up and down, left and right, and when he looked at the black magic armor, he still couldn't believe it. Is it really an absolute defense? He stripped off the opponent's clothes in order to study the armor.
Not to mention, if you take off your clothes, you can indeed see more clearly.
He exhausted his eyesight and scanned inch by inch.
Emperor Tian lived up to his wish and let him find a trace of the shield door. On the left shoulder of the Holy Son of the Demon Palace, it seemed to be intact at first glance. In fact, there was a crack as thin as an ox hair, which was covered up by an ancient tiger pattern. If you are not careful,
Look, you really can't notice it. This is because you have the celestial eye. If you don't have special pupils and super high vision, you can't see any clues even if you put it there.
"I'll just say it!"
Zhao Yun smiled, and he was so happy.
If there is a flaw, it will be easy to deal with.
boom!
The Holy Son of the Demon Palace attacked fiercely and killed him again.
This time, Zhao Yun did not step forward but regretted that he flew away for the first time.
"Where to go."
The Holy Son of the Demon Palace pursued him closely, his eyes extremely scarlet.
It doesn’t matter whether Ji Hen is killed or not, the money bag must be snatched back.
"Don't worry, I'll give you a big move later."
Zhao Yun sneered in his heart. He had already moved his mind and formed a series of clones in all directions. The clones all stood still and used their true energy to turn into swords. They absorbed all their strength and only waited for a moment to imbue the original body with the power and intention of the sword.
On the body.
"There is no way for you to survive, whether in heaven or on earth."
The Holy Son of the Demon Palace roared angrily, and Zhao Yun's flying flight made him more energetic and confident. He thought that Zhao Yun couldn't hold on anymore, so he had to work harder and beat Ji Hen to ashes in one breath.
boom!
He destroyed a huge boulder with one foot and knocked over Zhao Yun with one palm.
While flying upside down, Zhao Yun threw out a piece of flying knives. Each flying knife was hung with a thunder talisman and exploded. Rays of lightning burst out and connected into one. The Holy Son of the Demon Palace who had just been killed,
I was so stunned on the spot that my eyes were filled with stars.
In a short moment, Zhao Yun had landed.
"Wind and Thunder Jue: Ten Thousand Swords Return to One."
With his violent shout, his domineering energy leaked out, and all the clones died in an instant. The gathered power was all blessing him, and the sky thunder, Taiyin Qi, and Xuanhuang Qi were also blessing Long Yuan.
Zheng!
Another sword at the pinnacle, devastating everything.
Here, the Holy Son of the Demon Palace regains his clarity.
Seeing Zhao Yun strike with his sword, he gave a sneer.
With the black magic armor protecting him, the opponent cannot break through his defense.
"That's hard to say." Zhao Yun grinned.
His body was like a startling light, and he struck in an instant, aiming at the crack.
puff!
A flash of blood suddenly appeared, and the Holy Son of the Demon Palace was pierced by a sword on his left shoulder.
"this."
The Holy Son of the Demon Palace looked confused, his eyes were protruding, and his pupils were constricted. He was also in disbelief. This was the black magic armor! The armor that the Immortal Demon Lord had personally sacrificed had its defense broken by a Xuanyang realm.
How dare he believe it? Obviously, he didn't know there was a flaw in the black magic armor beforehand.
"Whoever can be the Holy Son is indeed a talent."
Zhao Yun lamented that his most powerful sword could not kill the Holy Son of the Demon Palace.
This shows how strong the opponent's background is. Even without the Black Magic Armor, his own combat power can still be ranked high. If the Xuanwu Black Magic Armor has no flaws, he really has nothing to do with the opponent.
ah!
The magic power surged inside the body of the Holy Son of the Demon Palace, shocking Zhao Yun.
It's not a good feeling to have been cut down by thousands of swords.
For example, he was coughing up blood, and the sword intent of the Wind and Thunder Jue had penetrated into his body and was wreaking havoc. With his current serious injury, it was impossible to eliminate it, and even a trace of his foundation was damaged.
Thinking of this, he turned around and ran away.
But you can't fight again, otherwise you'll kill yourself.
"Eager to go home and get a wife?"
Zhao Yun aimed at the opponent's wounds and used an instant kill.
The bloody light exploded again, and the Holy Son of the Demon Palace, who could not escape seven or eight feet away, had his arms removed on the spot. The cold and hard black magic armor had only a crack before, but now, half of it was torn off.
At this point, the myth of its absolute defense has been completely shattered.
It is already dilapidated, the restrictions are broken, and absolute defense can no longer be achieved.
ah!
The Holy Son of the Demon Palace roared, completely furious.
He activated three forbidden spells in an instant, and terrifying magic power exploded.
puff!
Zhao Yun, who was preparing to strike again, was shaken and his bones and blood flew everywhere.
After getting a chance to breathe, the Holy Son of the Demon Palace fled again.
"Still want to leave?"
Zhao Yun carried Long Yuan in his hand and pursued closely.
The mountain forest under the dim twilight was once again disrupted by roaring sounds. The Holy Son of the Demon Palace was escaping all the way, while Zhao Yun was chasing and beating him all the way. It was rare to catch a sick cat, but he didn't kill it with a hammer.
"help me."
The Holy Son of the Demon Palace howled and called for help hysterically.
In his Demon Palace, he was not the only one to come in. There were also many helpers, but they were separated everywhere due to the change of heaven and earth. This time, if there are teammates nearby, they can come to save him.
"This sound..."
"The Holy Son of the Demon Palace?"
"Being hunted?"
There was indeed someone nearby who came after hearing the noise.
They were particularly surprised because they knew who it was.
That is the Holy Son of the Demon Palace! Wearing Xuanwu Black Magic Armor, he has absolute defense. Who can break his defense except Mo Kui, the Holy Son of the Demon Palace? Or is it Mo Kui who is chasing the Holy Son of the Demon Palace?
There is another possibility
Yes, that is the devil in the ruins, a quasi-heaven-level devil.
But this possibility is almost zero.
The Demon Palace is a lineage of the Demon Realm and has a deep connection since ancient times. The devils in the Demon Realm ruins will not attack the Demon Palace. Compared with this speculation, the possibility of Demon Kui is greater.
"interesting."
On the top of the towering peak, a man in black robe stood leisurely.
He has a heroic physique and deep eyes. Although he has suppressed his aura, there is still demonic energy leaking out. His demonic aura is particularly violent, and every trace of it is extremely heavy. If you listen carefully, it seems that it can still come from him.
Hearing the roars and the timbre, it should be the roar of a tiger.
To be more precise, it is the Supreme Fierce Tiger.
Yes, he is the Holy Son of the Demon Palace: Mo Kui.
"Other than you, the Holy Son, who else who has entered the ruins can break the black magic armor." Behind Mo Kui, a young man in purple robe said, holding a telescope and looking at the mountain forest with all his strength.
"That's why I say it's interesting."
The corners of Mo Kui's mouth were slightly raised, and he was playfully teasing.
Among his peers, only the Dragon Concubine can be called his opponent. His opponent list has always been the Daxia Dragon Concubine. As for the others! Whether it is the saints of various families or the monsters of the Tianzong, no one is good.
make.
He has really been in seclusion for too long.
Little did he know that another talented person had appeared in this world.
Boom! Bang!
The dark mountain forest is filled with constant roars.
The Holy Son of the Demon Palace was still running away, and Zhao Yun was still chasing him. He was chasing and fighting, and there was a roar everywhere. The entire mountain forest was thrown into chaos because of the pursuit and killing between the two of them.
"There are quite a few people coming!" Zhao Yun murmured.
He is barefoot and can sense the vibrations of the earth through the earth magic. People are coming from all directions, and his strength is not bad.
This is not good news.
The only reason is that he has too many enemies. If he is surrounded, it will be another group fight.
Thinking of this, his speed surged and his attacks were overwhelming.
Someone is miserable and dripping with blood.
When I looked at it again, it seemed that it had been hammered to the point of losing its human form.
"Do you really want to fight to the death?"
The Holy Son of the Demon Palace was driven mad and roared again.
What responded to him was Zhao Yun's Immortal Killing Technique, which almost chopped him alive. At this point, is there still room for maneuver? Let you go? When you're done, come back and seek revenge from me?
To be kind to your enemies is to be cruel to yourself.
This principle has been true since ancient times.
"Boss, hurry up, she can't hold it anymore."
As Zhao Yun swung his sword, his clone screamed.
Zhao Yun hurriedly connected the clone's sight.
As soon as he entered his eyes, he saw a bloody figure, it was Chu Wushuang. She didn't know how far away she was. She only knew that she was in a very bad situation. She was surrounded by more than a dozen blood-clothed sects and there were signs of being destroyed.