"Little beauty, come on!"

The hunchbacked old man smiled sinisterly and reached out his hand in the air.

Saint Yao Yue staggered, trying to raise her sword to break the seal, but her immortal power collapsed.

The injury was too serious.

She can no longer raise even half of her fighting strength.

Tonight, she is afraid that she will be buried here.

Because of this realization, her eyes were extremely dim, and the light in front of her eyes was being swallowed up by the darkness inch by inch. In the hazy moment, she seemed to have seen the God of Death waving towards her.

At the moment of life and death, a flash of determination flashed in her eyes.

She is going to die, but she must not bring shame to Yao Yue Palace.

Suicide...maybe the most honorable way for her to die at this moment.

However, just when she was desperate, a golden light flashed through the darkness.

Since he is Mr. Zhao, his immortal eyes are not flashy, and his sword is a sure kill.

Scarlet blood bloomed in the sky, and the hunchbacked old man who was smiling sinisterly a second ago had his head fall to the ground, and his life soul was also destroyed.

"this....."

Looking at his crumbling headless body, the eyes of the hunchbacked old man are extremely prominent. He is a real immortal king! Has he been killed like this?

He was caught off guard, and Saint Yao Yue also didn't expect it.

Also stunned was the blood-haired young man, who looked really confused.

This bird has no shit in the forest, but there is another person hiding in it.

"Who?" the blood-haired young man yelled and fled into the void.

"Where to run?" Zhao Yun crossed a space and was approaching in an instant.

The blood-haired young man's color changed and he wanted to fly away.

However, at this moment he glanced at Zhao Yun one more time.

It was at this glance that white flames bloomed in Zhao Yun's eyes, and he was easily dragged into the illusion. Although it only lasted for a second, it was enough to kill him. When the blood-haired young man regained consciousness, Zhao Yun's killing sword had arrived and easily chopped off his head.

, even the true form of his soul was killed.

The blood-haired young man died in depression.

When he arrived, he didn't even see who the other party was.

Saint Yao Yue saw it clearly, but Zhao Yun was covered in a black robe and was covered by mysterious power. He could not see his true appearance. He only knew that the man was in the Taixu realm and had good blood.

She was horrified...she couldn't hide her shock.

Only one Taixu Realm actually killed two Immortal Kings in a matter of seconds.

As she looked, Zhao Yun fell from the sky, holding two storage bags in his hands.

Why fight? How can there be no loot? The belongings of the two Immortal Kings are included in it. It is a big fortune, especially the Immortal King's magic weapon. The Longyuan Sword Thief likes it. He couldn't chew it before, but since the owner advanced to Taixu

In this environment, its teeth become more and more effective.

In a word: follow the master and enjoy the spicy food.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist, for the rescue." Saint Yao Yue bowed her hands.

"It takes a little effort." Zhao Yun said, stepped forward and helped Saint Yao Yue who was about to collapse. The girl was seriously injured. Even at this moment, there were still two killing intents raging in her body. She had a beautiful face.

His cheeks were pale and bloodless.

"Calm down and gather your energy."

Zhao Yun mobilized the source and poured it into his body.

The original source is still domineering, powerfully dispelling the murderous intention.

By the way, he also helped Saint Yao Yue heal her physical scars.

"This is...the eternal origin?" Saintess Yao Yue murmured softly.

After saying that, she staggered and fell down. Not only was she seriously injured, she was also extremely exhausted.

Zhao Yun sacrificed the cloud, placed it on top, and continued to refine it with the source. The murderous intention and scars were nothing, but the foundation of Saint Yao Yue was completely broken.

"It's a coincidence."

Zhao Yun said something in his mind and activated the longevity secret.

He used the power of regeneration to reshape the foundation of Saint Yao Yue.

This was a technical job, and it took him three days to turn the situation around.

call!

Zhao Yun breathed a sigh of relief, lit a bonfire, and sat by the fire to count the loot.

These two fairy kings must have a good background, and their belongings contain many strange and strange things.

Thinking about it, ordinary third-rate forces would not dare to hunt down the saint of Yao Yue Palace.

"This is delicious."

The Long Yuan Sword is particularly active tonight.

It is already at the Taixu level, so it is rare to see the Immortal King's magic weapon.

Xian Lei and Hun Tianhuo were quite unhappy and wanted to take a bite.

Reflecting the starlight, he wandered through the mountains and forests again, continuing to look for traces of the Taoist body.

He was not very lucky. After searching for three to five days, he could not find any clues. The other party must be a cautious person. He wiped away all the traces and opportunities, and the deduction could not trace the root cause.

"It's really yours."

After turning around in a big circle, Zhao Yun couldn't help but feel weak.

He tried many methods to make deductions, but couldn't find anyone.

I don’t know when I saw Saint Yao Yue opening her eyes.

It was quiet everywhere, except for the bonfire burning brightly.

After being confused for a few moments, she slowly stood up. Looking at her body immediately, she found that the murderous intention had been eliminated, the scars had healed, and even the broken foundation had been rebuilt.

"Wake up." Zhao Yun came from one side.

"The grace of saving my life will never be forgotten." Saint Yao Yue handed over her hand again.

"Your palace master saved me, so he should repay his kindness." Zhao Yun said with a smile.

Saint Yao Yue was slightly surprised as she had not heard anything from her master.

"Who is chasing you?" Zhao Yun took out the wine bottle.

"Vampire."

"Vampire?"

Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows and casually took off his black robe.

He is no stranger to the Vampire Clan. The Blood Demons encountered in the mortal world and the black hole seem to be a branch of the Vampire Clan. To be precise, they are the inheritance of the combination of the Vampire Clan and the Demon Clan.

The blood clan is chasing the saint of Yaoyue Palace.

These two forces may have some grudge.

Zhao Yun clasped his hands and muttered alone.

Saint Yao Yue stopped talking and looked at Zhao Yun with a strange look. Previously, she could not see through this man's black robe, but now that he took off his black robe, she could clearly see his dignity.

It was precisely because she could see clearly that she had the look she did now.

Zhao Yun seemed to notice something strange, "Why is the fairy looking at me like this?"

"What is your... relationship with the Eternal Taoist Body?" Saint Yao Yue asked tentatively.

"Have you seen the Taoist body?"

"There was a fate once."

"Do you know where he went?" Zhao Yun said hurriedly.

"I don't know."

Saint Yao Yue shook her head slightly, her expression even more strange.

Is there really such a coincidence in this world? One eternal body and one eternal Tao body, both inherited forever, born exactly the same, twin brothers? Or maybe the deity and the incarnation?

Zhao Yun looked regretful. The fairy world is so vast and it is not easy to find someone.

From the traces wiped off the Taoist body, we can tell that the person is very cautious and does not show off his appearance. Otherwise, why don't there be any rumors about the other party? If that guy makes some noise, it will be easy to find.

After a long time, he collected his thoughts and looked at Saint Yao Yue again, "Your palace master is so kind."
To be continued...