Where are people?

Reflecting the starlight, Zhao Yun and Dapeng landed on the top of a mountain.

After chasing him to this place, Feng Wu's figure was nowhere to be seen again, and the tracking mark had also disappeared.

"It's really yours."

Dapeng sighed, he didn't know whether Feng Wu himself was strong or not, but his ability to escape was really unique. As long as their realms were not much different, there were really not many people who could avoid being tracked by the two of them.

"Fairy?" Zhao Yun called while sensing.

Unfortunately, after searching for a long time, there was no trace of breath.

"What should we do?" Dapeng coughed dryly.

"Go back to Datian Ancient City." Zhao Yun took one last look, turned around and left. He couldn't find Feng Wu himself, so he looked for Master Wangxiang. As Feng Wu's master, he should know where his disciple had gone.

late at night.

The two of them returned to Wangxiang Tower.

backyard.

Master Wangxiang was sitting under a tree drinking wine, with a portrait made by his disciple in front of him.

When he saw Zhao Yun and Dapeng coming back, his eyes looked strange, why were they back so late at night?

"What is your disciple going to do?" Dapeng said without any nonsense and got straight to the point.

Master Wangxiang frowned slightly, looking at the postures of these two people, they seemed to be trying to force him into the palace.

He was very surprised, why were they so interested in his disciple? Is there a story behind it?

Despite all the doubts, he still gave the answer, "Revenge."

"Who am I looking for for revenge?" Zhao Yun stepped forward without squinting.

"Han Jiang."

"Han Jiang?"

Zhao Yun's eyes flashed, as if he had seen this name somewhere.

Yes, the number one true biography of Chitian Palace has its name on the Primordial Immortal List.

"What grudge do they have?" Dapeng asked in a low voice.

"The great hatred of genocide." Master Wangxiang said only four words.

After hearing this, Dapeng took a deep breath. No wonder Feng Wu was not afraid of life and death. It was a blood debt. This was somewhat similar to Feng Wu in the mortal world. He vaguely remembered that the word "hate" on Feng Wu's forehead was oozing with blood.

It was heartbreaking, and it wasn't until Yin Ming was slaughtered that Feng Wu erased the word "hate".

"Where are the Hanjiang people?" Zhao Yun looked at Xiang Zhenren again.

"It is rumored that he is going to the Kunlun Festival." Master Wangxiang said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Yun disappeared like a ghost.

Dapeng Maliao followed, and before leaving, he glanced back at Master Wangxiang. Although he didn't say a word, his eyes said everything: You are so serious about being a master! You are going to die, and you won't stop me?

Master Wangxiang sighed.

He knew that his disciple had a strong temper and could not be stopped.

Rather than suffering the pain of bearing a blood debt, it would be better to let her go.

"She wants to have a direct fight!"

Dapeng followed Zhao Yun closely and left Datian Ancient City again.

Zhao Yun did not refute, it was obvious.

He had heard about the Kunlun event. The attendees were all respectable old guys, and there was no shortage of young talents. They came on stage to compete, and the elders basically didn't interfere. When Feng Wu goes to Kunlun this time, he will definitely challenge Han Jiang in public. There are so many

The killing talisman can blow Han Jiang into ashes in one breath.

By then.

If the elders of Chitian Palace want to intervene, they may not be able to do so in time.

It was too late to save people, but Feng Wu himself would never be able to leave.

"It's so chaotic."

Dapeng scratched the feathers of the bird and exchanged his life for his life. He felt that it was not worth it. Even if he asked the killer organization to help, it was better than losing his life. But having said that, asking someone to kill someone and doing it on his own had different moods.

Kill your enemy with your own hands.

If Feng Wu really has this obsession, it will be useless to say anything.

It was also based on this obsession that she wanted to kill Han Jiang. The Kunlun Festival was indeed a good opportunity. Could it be that she went to the outside world to kill him? Stop making trouble. With Han Jiang's identity, how could he be without bodyguards around him? Not to mention killing him.

It's hard to get close to her, but the Kunlun Festival is a good place for a fair fight. As long as she's ruthless enough and fast enough, it's easy to send Han Jiang away in one go.

Buzz!

Zhao Yun offered sacrifices to Yumen and headed north.

Kunlun is located at the junction of the four wildernesses. From south to north, crossing Kunlun is the Northern Wasteland. From east to west, crossing Kunlun is the Western Wasteland. It is a holy land and a symbol of the division of the four major territories.

"Do you...believe what she said?" Dapeng took out the wine gourd.

"She has seen through life and death, and maybe she will really return Feng Wu's freedom." Zhao Yun said.

"If this is really the case, Feng Wu won't look so pitiful." Dapeng sat cross-legged and spoke rudely. Who would let the incarnation be the shadow of the deity? The deity's one thought is their life. Looking at it,

In the annals of history, I dare to ask which deity is willing to sacrifice his life to the incarnation.

Zhao Yun also sat down, not knowing whether he should be happy for Feng Wu or sad for him.

After all, the incarnation in the world is different from the Tao body and the avatar. It is easy for the Tao body and the avatar to become free. The main body can just kill oneself with a knife, but the incarnation is different. It requires the main body to sacrifice all its life.

He thought of Mengxian.

If he wants to give Yunyan freedom, Mengxiancheng will also lose his life.

Of course, this is not absolute.

The Dream Immortal Skill takes part in creation, and if it is not guaranteed, it can secretly change the world.

The journey is long.

He temporarily put away his thoughts, took out the Sky Mirror, and wrapped it with Heavenly Fire and Immortal Thunder.

Not to mention, the sky mirror after exercise does look like that, but the mirror is broken.

"Disciple, follow the instructions." Yun Yan whispered.

She had a message from her dream, which was an obscure and difficult-to-understand secret.

Zhao Yun refused to accept anyone who came, and engraved the secret formula in his mind as a brand.

"You know a lot!"

Zhao Yun, who had obtained the secret of the heart, couldn't help but sigh.

This is not accurate. It should be said that there are quite a few in the Mengxian Society. To activate the Heavenly Mirror requires a special method. I don’t know where the Mengxian got it. It was even passed down to Yunyan. By chance, he learned it.

Yun Yan only smiled, but I have many tricks?

Zhao Yun didn't say much and engraved a strand of Taoism on the sky mirror. It would be a brand.

It's just like refining a life-giving magic weapon. He has to leave something on it, otherwise he won't be able to activate it.

"Can this thing still be repaired?" Dapeng came closer.

"Try it!" Zhao Yun said implicitly, still immersed in fiddling with it.

It took him three days to carve the brand and sprinkled a few drops of eternal blood.

The dark autumn sky mirror was suddenly covered with a layer of golden light, and wisps of golden aura lingered.

"good."

Zhao Yun hung it in his palm and looked at it again and again.

A special magic weapon is extraordinary even if it is broken.

"I don't know how powerful it is."

Zhao Yun said as he stepped out of the domain gate passage.

Dapeng also came out and landed on the top of the mountain together with it.

Buzz!

Zhao Yun silently recited his resolution and activated the Sky Mirror.

The sky mirror buzzed and trembled, soaring up into the sky and sweeping out a ray of light.

Its destructive power was huge, and a whole space collapsed.

Then, a person fell out of the crack in the space.

When Zhao Yun saw this, he couldn't help but twitching the corner of his mouth. Dapeng also coughed dryly when he saw this. This was because his aim was too accurate or too coincidental. The one blow from the sky mirror caused the channel through which people were transported to collapse.

boom!

The man stood firm with one step, making the sky tremble.

He was an old man, his appearance was miserable, especially his old face, which was extremely dark. He was meditating in the domain gate passage, but he didn't know where he was, and the passage suddenly broke apart.

"Is it him?"

At this point, Zhao Yun finally saw the honor of the other party. Isn't he the old Taoist Youyou!
Chapter completed!