night.

Ye family.

Zhao Yun was still standing under the moon, looking up at the stars quietly. His left eye was shining with light, and his right eye was also full of meaning.

It took him a hundred years to cultivate his left eye into a fairy eye.

It also took him a hundred years to cultivate his right eye into a heavenly eye.

Immortal Eye on the left, Heavenly Eye on the right, this is his current state.

One day, he will cultivate double immortal eyes.

There will come a day when the fairy eye will transform into a divine eye.

Boom!

Along with the first ray of morning light, a bell suddenly rang.

That is the death knell, the death knell of the Ye family, and the sound of mourning can be heard.

Zhao Yun stepped up to the eaves in one step and looked around. All he saw was white flowers. The entire Ye family was hung with white silk. Due to a cruel war, too many people in the Ye family died. It was not until the end of the war that there was time.

Have this funeral.

Why!

Zhao Yun sighed, took the jug and poured a piece of wine.

He left Ye's house alone without disturbing Ye Lan.

Walking into the long street, everything you see is white silk, and everything you hear is crying.

Not only the Ye family held funerals, but the entire ancient city echoed the sound of the death knell.

He went to the center of the city, where there were several altars, all of which were teleportation arrays that could teleport to other ancient cities.

He came here just to see the teleportation array.

The Holy Fire Palace is too far away from this city, and it may not be possible to reach it by just flying in half a year.

As he expected, the teleportation array was broken. Many old guys were busy at the altar, carving array patterns and repairing the array. A war swept through the entire North Star, and even many inheritances were wiped out.

Not to mention the teleportation array in the city.

Eh?

While he was watching, he suddenly heard a soft huff and someone patted him.

Looking back, I saw a shiny forehead. He was the bald old man I met in the starry sky earlier! I don’t know his name, but he is an old man and a bald man. There should be nothing wrong with calling him a bald man. It’s unthinkable.

Came to this ancient city.

"Senior, what a coincidence!" Zhao Yun smiled.

The bald old man didn't say anything, he just touched his chin and scanned Zhao Yun up and down. A little immortal was chased by a cave virtual realm, but he was still alive. Is life so hard?

"A senior saved me." Zhao Yun gave a random reason.

In this way, the bald old man reluctantly accepted it. He took the wine bottle and looked at several altars. It was obvious that he came to use the teleportation array, but in this situation, he might not be able to use it in a short time.

Zhao Yun took one last look, turned around and left.

The bald old man stretched out his hand and pulled it back.

"Senior, is there anything else you can do?"

"Take you to a good place."

The bald old man didn't care if Zhao Yun wanted to do it or not, so he took the flying sword and headed straight out of the city.

"Where are you going?" Zhao Yun stumbled before standing still.

"We'll find out when we get there." The bald old man didn't elaborate and sat cross-legged on the sword.

Zhao Yun sat down without asking further, and while looking inside his body, he was evolving the Purple Mansion. There was a divine tree of creation sitting in it, and the surging spiritual energy was surging in patches.

"You...are from the Celestial Clan, right?" the bald old man suddenly said.

"I don't remember." Zhao Yun rubbed his eyebrows again, acting out his amnesia perfectly.

The bald old man glanced sideways. This little thing seemed to be playing tricks on him.

The flying sword flew across the sky, gradually moving away from the land and flying into a vast sea.

At night, the sea surface is sparkling, and the scenery is unique. The only drawback is that there is a lot of blood mist on the sea. It seems that there has been a war here, and even many people died. Looking at the ancient city on the island, most of it is in ruins.

, you will know how miserable the war was.

"Why did you bring me here?" Zhao Yun asked again.

"Just go, there's so much nonsense." The bald old man held a compass and just focused on looking at it. He only occasionally raised his eyes and glanced around, as if he was looking for something, which was probably a rare treasure.

At least, that's what Zhao Yun thinks.

Because this compass is very strange and should be a treasure hunt object.

Zhao Yun sat still for a while. If there was any rare treasure, he wouldn't mind taking a look.

Of course, if the bald old man wants to kill people and buy goods, he doesn't mind letting this guy have a long memory.

Hey...!

The roar suddenly started, and a figure jumped out from the island ahead.

They talk about killing people and stealing goods, but there really is a group of robbers.

The bald old man glanced sideways at Zhao Yun.

Mr. Zhao also felt conscious and glanced sideways at the old man.

Is there such a state of mind that only the two of them can understand? Is it such a character issue? If they work together, they will definitely encounter someone who blocks the road. The last time it was in the starry sky, this time it is in the sea.

"Hand it over, baby."

Three or five bandits have surrounded him, all carrying ghost-headed knives.

The opponent's lineup is not small, and Qing Yishui'er is in the cave virtual realm.

"Sit tight."

The bald old man stood up immediately and made a seal with one hand.

Suddenly, the flying sword under his feet trembled and became ten feet huge. There were ancient secret patterns carved on the sword body, which blessed the terrifying sword power, and there was an invisible sword intention flying.

Eh?

When the robbers saw this, they immediately divided into two groups. Two of them attacked, and the three of them clasped their hands together and used the ban.

roll!

The bald man cursed and moved his flying sword.

Needless to say, his giant sword was indeed very domineering. The two Dongxu Realm statues that came to attack were knocked over on the spot. Even the bans used by the other three statues were broken by the power of the sword.

He just ran rampant and forcibly escaped from that world.

"Where to go."

The robbers looked fierce and chased after him with knives.

The old bald man didn't even look at it. He only felt safe wielding his sword. If he could catch up, I would take your surname.

"So fast!"

Zhao Yun didn't look behind him, he only stared at the flying sword. He hadn't seen it clearly before, but when he took a closer look, it turned out to be a Taixu-level fairy sword. It might not be useful when used to kill people, but it could be used to escape. There were really wind, thunder and lightning hanging all the way, like a golden beam of light stretching across the sky.

"The consumption should be quite large."

Zhao Yun glanced at the bald old man. He tried to control the Taixu-level immortal weapons on his own. The depletion of his immortal power was extremely terrifying. His energy and blood were as majestic as the bald old man, and his face turned pale.

Such dedication will have its own rewards.

Look at the pursuers behind you. One by one, they are all out of breath. They have been chasing for most of the night, but they are still stunned. At this moment, they are gathering together and cursing each other. After so many years of robbery, this is the first time I have seen Dongxu run so fast. territory.

"Chase, keep chasing!"

The bald old man was also scolding him. He was not afraid of being singled out, but afraid of being beaten by a group.

Mr. Zhao is free to do as he pleases. With the eternal world to hide from, he can come as much as he likes.

Buzz!

The flying sword buzzed again and shrank a lot.

The bald old man swallowed a few pills and continued walking eastward.

When they reached a sea area, Feijian slowed down, like a big bird, circling back and forth in the void. The bald old man on top of it still held the compass and looked at it again and again.

Zhao Yun was also watching, and there seemed to be nothing unusual in this dead sea area.

"That's it." The bald old man moved his flying sword, which plunged into the sea like a thunderous roar.

After going deep enough, Zhao Yun saw a clue. There was actually another world hidden under the sea. There was actually a small world, and it was a small world that could move. No wonder Bald Old took him back and forth on the sea.
To be continued...