The imperial capital was a bit deserted late at night.

When Zhao Yun came out of the earth's spiritual vein, there was no one on the street.

Covered in a black robe, he walked around in the darkness, trying to see if there were any other mysterious beings of the Heavenly Martial Arts.

When we arrived, we couldn't find the second one.

Perhaps Yin Zhou only sent one.

Or perhaps, he was too low-level to find traces of him.

Reflecting the starlight, he left the imperial capital.

Before leaving, he left a few clones in the earth's spiritual veins.

But he knew that if Yin Zhou was determined to destroy the earth's spiritual veins, he would not be able to prevent it.

Tianzong is also extremely quiet tonight.

His perception was completely dispersed, and he found that a lot of familiar scents were missing.

Obviously, Tianzong is like the Imperial Capital. There are too many people who have transformed into secrets, and there are also too many people who have fallen into the seal. Anyone picked out at random has a good status and holds important positions in Tianzong.

so.

Once Yin Zhou becomes violent, Daxia is likely to become paralyzed.

He went to the mountain where the leader was.

Yang Xuanzong was sitting in the pavilion making tea.

As the leader of the Tianzong, his bloodline is already being lost.

"sit."

Yang Xuanzong smiled gently and poured a cup of tea for Zhao Yun himself.

The way he looked at Zhao Yun tonight, besides being happy, there was also a hint of shock.

If what he expected was true, the imperial concubine had already told him the secret.

If what he expected was true, he also knew Zhao Yun's true identity.

The two of them seemed to have a tacit understanding, and neither of them mentioned the matter deliberately. At this time, it seemed that it didn't make any sense whether to mention it or not. In his opinion, Yang Xuanzong, it was more out of emotion.

During this period, Zhao Yun sacrificed his bloodline origin and flowed into Yang Xuanzong's body.

He wanted to use his original perception to track the spell caster in order to locate the other party.

Unfortunately, it didn't work out.

After three cups of tea, he turned and left.

At the corner of the mountain, he bumped into a familiar figure.

It’s Liu Ruyue.

I haven’t seen you for a long time, and my cultivation has improved a lot.

Zhao Yun passed him by without saying a word.

"Zhao Yun."

Liu Ruyue called out from behind, with mist in her eyes.

The water that forgets love doesn't work for everyone. She has recovered her memory.

Zhao Yun didn't reply and walked away step by step.

Liu Ruyue laughed at herself and deeply regretted what happened back then.

The Moon God is a sensible person. Without Liu Ruyue's subterfuge, there would be no Zhao Yun today. This matter... there is no right or wrong, it is just a mistake, it is nothing more than a trick of fate.

But no matter what, Liu Ruyue really made the Zhao family lose face.

Now Zhao Yun doesn't want to pay attention to her, which is human nature passed down from the old saying.

Zhao Yun appeared again, already at Zizhu Peak.

I haven't been back for many days, and the mountain is eerily deserted.

When the passing elders saw this, they couldn't help but sigh. In the past, there were one master and two apprentices in Zizhu Peak, but now there is only one Ji Hen left. The master was buried, and the senior sister became a mysterious person. It makes people sad to think about it.

Zhao Yun took musk and worshiped Yunyan.

It was still the old old tree. He sat under the tree and fell asleep quietly.

This night is longer than before.

This night was not as peaceful as imagined.

Looking down at the entire Great Xia, one can see streaks of blood appearing suddenly. Murders occurred frequently in major ancient cities, remote towns, and even Youlin Mountain Village. Too many people were buried and their blood was sucked clean from their bodies.

It is a masterpiece of the blood demon lineage.

In addition, there is also a terrifying mysterious person. The black jade coffin Yin Zhou has joined forces with the Blood Demon. Taking advantage of the darkness, they are causing havoc everywhere. Except for a limited number of ancient cities, no one is spared.

They are like ghosts, appearing and disappearing.

When the strong men from Daxia arrived, they had already disappeared.

It is easy to dodge open spears and hard to defend against hidden arrows, which is well proved. No one knows where the Blood Forest is, and no one knows where the Blood Demon is hiding. They only know these two sides, and they have to work hard to fight with Daxia.

On a quiet night, Zhao Yun climbed a mountain peak.

He is also like Daxia Hongyuan, who is running around all day long, looking for the Blood Demon and Yin Zhou. These are two cancers. If they are not removed, Daxia will not be peaceful. Unfortunately, he has not been found yet.

"Where exactly."

Zhao Yun's words felt quite powerless.

Searching like this is really like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Um?

While looking around, Zhao Yun frowned fiercely.

Just a moment ago, he suddenly felt an ominous premonition.

And his premonition began to come true in the next moment, and his life span was mysteriously lost.

"How could this be?"

Zhao Yun frowned and immediately looked inside.

Life span is indeed disappearing, and the speed is changing from slow to fast.

Normally, he would be very calm, but it was different now. There was not much life left. If he continued to lose it like this, he would be exhausted and die in less than a quarter of an hour. His death would be ugly.

"Apart from him, you are the first person to let me...use death-killing methods."

A faint laughter suddenly sounded in Zhao Yun's ears, cold and silent, like the funeral sound from hell.

Zhao Yun narrowed his eyes slightly and could hear whose voice it was. It was the king of the blood demon lineage: the Blood Lord.

But despite exhausting his senses, he could not find any trace of the Blood Lord in this world.

It's obvious that the Blood Lord is not here, he should be hiding in a corner and secretly plotting.

He has never heard of the so-called death-killing method. Now that he has suffered it, he has some understanding of it. This is a way of injuring the enemy by one thousand and damaging himself by eight hundred. He doesn't need to look at it to know the longevity of the Blood Lord.

, is also losing him like this, with an extremely obvious purpose, to consume him until his life is exhausted.

But he doesn't understand.

The Blood Lord was clearly not here, so how did he perform this method?

Is it possible that the Blood Lord can connect two people who are far apart out of thin air?

If that's the case, that's really scary.

In fact, he already had the mark of the Blood Lord on his body.

It is this mark that the Blood Lord relies on to perform the death-killing method.

Injure the enemy by one thousand and injure yourself by eight hundred!

With the longevity of the Blood Lord, Zhao Yun can be easily consumed to death.

"This is tricky."

When the moon god saw it, he took a deep breath.

There are many talents in the mortal world, but that little blood demon actually knows how to kill someone.

At the top of the mountain, Zhao Yun was sitting cross-legged.

Life is still draining away, and the speed is accelerating.

It was because he underestimated the Blood Lord. He didn't know that his fighting power was terrifying, and he actually knew a lot of heretical techniques. He had never heard of this method of killing people, and he didn't know the mystery behind it, let alone how to decipher it.

The disaster... came and caught him off guard.

The loss of longevity caused his energy and blood to collapse rapidly.
To be continued...