Zheng!

Zhao Yun didn't talk nonsense and just swung his sword to kill.

Wei Hong did not dare to fight hard, so he turned around and ran away. His face was already pale and bloodless. He really couldn't imagine how Zhao Zilong escaped from being surrounded and killed by so many people in the Taixu Realm. Also, the opponent he hadn't seen for a few days was actually strong.

At this point, Zong Taixu Realm was suppressed to the level of Xuanxian, but his background was still there. In just a few seconds, the two elders who protected him were killed one after another by the opponent.

Walk?

Zhao Yun was as fast as a thundering roar, and he could catch up with him with a single sword strike.

Wei Hong was bleeding and half of his body was chopped off.

"Daluo Tianshou."

Zhao Yun snorted coldly and raised his five-fingered hand from the sky.

Suddenly, a black light flew out of Wei Hong's body. After a closer look, he realized that it was a turtle shell with ancient secret patterns flowing around it and a strange power resurrected, which actually shattered Zhao Yun's Great Luotian Hand.

Take this opportunity.

Wei Hong escaped from that world.

"Can I still let you run away?"

Zhao Yun crossed the void with one step, and Ling Tian struck him with another palm.

Wei Hong, who was escaping, was suppressed on the spot. His body was reduced to pieces of flesh and bones, leaving only his illusory soul. He struggled violently. No matter how strong the power of his soul was, he could not break free from Zhao Yun's palm.

"Brother Wei."

"Don't mess with anyone you shouldn't mess with in your next life."

Zhao Yun pressed his hand on Wei Hongtian's spiritual cap and used the Heaven Swallowing Technique to forcefully swallow his soul and his origin. One became nourishment for the soul, and the other was absorbed and assimilated by his eternal origin.

ah...!

Wei Hong howled sadly.

Only he can understand his regret. He offended no one, but Zhao Zilong. In the end, he got nothing and ended up being destroyed. Is this the legendary retribution in this world?

The screams disappeared without knowing when.

Zhao Yun collected the storage bag and turned around to disappear.

As soon as he left, he saw a figure descending on the world. They came running after hearing the roar of the battle, thinking that there would be a rare treasure, but now they saw that it was a mess. There was no rare treasure, not even a bird.

Zhao Yun appeared again, already in a cave.

After the concealment restriction was set, he sat cross-legged, both to heal his wounds and to count the loot. This was a damn good job. He destroyed one Xuanxian and two Taixu. Wei Hong’s property was not much, but he was in the Taixu realm.

The collection is rich enough, including fairy stones, secret scrolls, and rare treasures and spells. The most precious thing is their natal magic weapons, which are all cast from extraordinary fairy materials.

now.

It's all his.

boom!

Bang!

The ruins at night are not peaceful.

There were thundering roars from all directions.

Occasionally there were one or two screams, most of them were robbing treasures, or maybe they were killing people for money. Anyway, many people died, and even the ancient ruins were covered in blood. The place of opportunity is also a place of disaster. Before entering,

, treasure hunters should have some kind of awareness.

late at night.

Zhao Yun sneaked out of the cave and followed one side.

He also took on many avatars, casting a wide fishing net.

If he finds a treasure, he will kill it immediately.

If you find the Black Mountain Old Demon, he will run faster.

He appeared again, in front of a rock wall.

There is a ravine on the rock wall, which looks like it was cut out by a sword.

This sword mark was old, and there was a trace of the ancient sword spirit remaining. Listening carefully, he seemed to be able to hear one or two sword sounds. From it, he found the meaning of Tao, and the person who left this sword mark.

, it must be the way of sword cultivation, in his opinion, it should be the handiwork of Tianqiong Immortal King.

Before he left, he stood under the rock wall and looked at the sword mark, trying his best to capture the sword's intention.

Perhaps he was so fascinated by what he was looking at that he seemed to be unconsciously absorbed in it, as if there was a wooden stake standing straight there. He was not even aware that someone was passing by here or passing by him.

Whoosh!

The breeze blows gently.

Someone comes here.

It was an old man covered in purple robes, like a strange ghost, who came quietly. When he saw someone squatting under the rock wall, he slowly settled down, glanced at the rock wall first, and then looked at Zhao Yun.

"Being distracted."

The old man in purple robe narrowed his eyes slightly, with a faint light shining in his eyes.

If he didn't find the treasure, he wouldn't mind picking it up here.

Just do it.

He took out the fairy sword and struck Zhao Yun's head.

Unfortunately, his sword missed, or in other words, the moment before the sword struck, Zhao Yun escaped in one step. He was in a deep state of mind, but Long Yuan and Tian Lei were awake.

"If you go out today, you can check the almanac." Zhao Yun said calmly.

The old man in purple robe turned around and left without saying a word.

Zhao Yun naturally refused and chased after him in two or three steps.

"If you want to die so much, I will help you." The purple-robed old man snorted coldly. He stepped up to the sky and avoided Zhao Yun's sword. He flipped his hand and covered it with a palm. He has arrogance. In terms of his cultivation, he should be a statue.

Half-step Taixu, even if he is suppressed to the level of Xuanxian, he is still very powerful.

break!

Zhao Yun punched through the big hand.

The old man in purple robe was shocked and took a step back, with a look of shock in his eyes. He couldn't tell this man's cultivation level before, but now he showed his aura. He saw it really. Because he saw it really, he was in disbelief. What the hell?

It must be a fairyland! How can there be such a strong and domineering power?

boom!

Zhao Yun was swept by overwhelming evil energy, rising against the sky.

The purple-robed old man forcibly steadied himself, and a bloody light shot out from between his eyebrows. It was a blood-colored copper furnace with seal inscriptions and a strange black totem carved on it. At first glance, it looked like a ghost face.

Buzz!

The copper furnace buzzed and trembled, hitting the sky.

Zhao Yunding Feng'er stepped forward and knocked over the copper furnace with one strike of his sword.

Uh...!

The purple-robed old man groaned, feeling even more horrified.

No matter what the situation is with this little fairy, he is also ridiculously strong.

It's better to leave early.

The purple-robed old man took away his magical weapon and escaped from the sky.

Zhao Yun was faster. He caught up with him like a thunderous roar and swung his sword to kill him.

"Do you really want to fight to the death?"

The purple-robed old man suddenly turned around, with an even more ferocious look in his eyes.

What responded to him was a ray of light from Zhao Yun. His eyes were blinded on the spot. How could Zhao Yun miss such a great opportunity? He slashed out with a sword from the air and destroyed his body.

"Ancestor, save me."

The purple-robed old man's spirit fled, howling as he ran.

He was timid before, but now he was really scared. Tangtang took half a step too far and escaped without looking back. The main reason was that he was fast, as fast as lightning, and he jumped out of the world in the blink of an eye.

"If I let you run away, I won't be able to survive anymore."

Zhao Yun carried Long Yuan and chased him closely, chasing and beating him all the way.

The ruins were already lively, but they added another roar.

Messengers with good ears have come towards this direction, and there are quite a few of them.

The ruins are too big.
To be continued...