The body of the demon is destroyed and the spirit is destroyed.

Zhao Yun emerges from the Demonic Starry Sky.

Seeing this, the old Taoist who had been waiting for a long time hurriedly stepped forward. Seeing how badly Zhao Yun was injured, he couldn't help but be frightened. The ruthless man who had chopped down eight demigods was all maimed. This shows how terrifying that demon is.

On the contrary, he was a little less dedicated, and he was just making soy sauce the whole time.

"It doesn't matter."

Zhao Yun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked around the ancient tomb.

Previously, because the demon didn't take a close look, now that I look again, I can see more clues. Not to mention other things, it is said that the four walls are covered with ancient secret patterns, all of which are of the god level without exception.

"Come, look at this." The old man in purple greeted Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun closed his eyes and climbed onto the altar. There was a groove in the center of the altar.

The Demon King also saw it, and because he saw it, he couldn't help but sigh. This place is really interesting. There is a sea in the mountains, a dragon palace in the sea, a fairy land in the dragon palace, a treasure land in the fairy land, and an ancient tomb hidden under the treasure. The ancient tomb has an altar.

, and there is another world under the altar.

"If what I expected is correct, your Heavenly Cang Token is the key." The old Taoist said.

No need for him to say anything, Zhao Yun had already picked up the token, and the shape of the groove was the same as the token.

Without thinking much, he put the token into the small groove.

Immediately... the altar trembled with a buzzing sound and burst open.

Then a majestic and majestic energy surged out.

Uh...!

Zhao Yun, who was the closest, was knocked out on the spot.

Even he was like this, not to mention the old Taoist and the Demon King. They were all shaken up at the same moment. The old Taoist was okay, he had a strong foundation, and it was no big deal, but the Demon King was miserable and was almost shaken to pieces.

"Ji Dao Divine Weapon?" Zhao Yunhuo fixed himself, his eyes dazzling.

Yes, there is an artifact under the altar, and the light of the gods has burst into the night.

"I'm rich." The old Taoist was so excited that he lost his temper and subconsciously moved forward.

Just as the magic weapon came out, he was knocked over for the second time, and there was a sword mark on his chest. The terrifying power and intention of the sword turned into a withering light, and his soul was devastated.

"That's...the Divine Sword of Heaven?"

The Demon King stood firm and subconsciously raised his head.

The divine weapon of Tianlun Sword Sect is hanging in the sky above the altar. It is a silver sword. The body of the sword is engraved with divine patterns. It is surrounded by sword energy and has a looming sword light. It has a god-level pressure and can crush ancient tombs.

Shaking, its sword sounds like the sound of the Tao that spans the long river of time.

"The artifact was actually sealed in the ancient tomb."

Zhao Yun murmured, feeling quite depressed.

This is the ultimate divine weapon. Even if its master has been buried, it still has supreme pressure. This is similar to the divine weapon of his Daluo Immortal Sect, and it is dazzling to look at.

Zheng!

The Divine Sword of Heaven clanged again and shattered into the void.

Zhao Yun wanted to stop him, but he couldn't. It was useless to stop him. It was a divine weapon with super high intelligence and an immortal mark. It couldn't be refined at all. Unless the divine weapon was voluntary, no one could use it. Just like

Daluo Shenjian, most of the time it won't take advantage of you.

"Are you... leaving now?" The old Taoist looked stunned.

"Where are you flying to?" The Demon King looked sideways at Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun shook his head lightly. Even if he opened the Eye of God, he could not find any trace. He saw a ray of light and disappeared in a flash. According to what he thought, the Heavenly Cang Divine Sword had probably returned to its ancestral land.

"I don't want my bronze mirror anymore. Give me this token!" The old Taoist laughed.

"You're not stupid." Zhao Yun reached out and took back the token from the groove.

Although this token is not valuable, its existence is of great significance. With it, it can borrow the power of the divine weapon. As for how to borrow it, he has to study it. If he can find the method, it will be a sharp weapon.

"It's a joke." The old man in purple smiled awkwardly.

He is overthinking it. This token is worth more than the bronze mirror.

Speaking of the bronze mirror, he looked at Mr. Zhao eagerly again.

"Borrow it for a few days," Zhao Yun said leisurely.

The old-fashioned smile suddenly became uglier than crying.

In view of this guy's moral integrity, there is no chance of getting the bronze mirror back.

"Gone."

Zhao Yun took one last look, turned and left.

Before leaving, he bowed his hands to the ancient tomb.

He was the one who bothered me, but this trip was not in vain. He had obtained the origin of the Holy Body, his bloodline had been greatly revived, and his cultivation had improved greatly. He had already seen the gate of the Immortal King, and if he wanted to break through, there was only one chance left.

"I will remember you first." Zhao Yun glanced at the Eternal Realm.

"Easy to say." The female fairy king smiled, and her success was great.

Looking at the Immortal Kings of Zi Mansion, their expressions are not very good. Zhao Yun has undergone another transformation. If he really advances to Immortal King, who among the gods can compete with him? This will be a huge disaster.

"Hey...robbery."

As soon as Zhao Yun's front foot came out of the ancient star, his back foot started to scream.

Looking sideways, I realized that they were three majestic men. What cultivation level they had! They were all in the Immortal King realm, especially the leader who was the strongest. He had reached the fifth level of Daoxu. His sword was sharp and sharp.

Zhao Yun ignored him and opened the teleportation domain door.

He ignored it, but the old man rolled up his sleeves and went up.

He's a personal bodyguard! He has to be pulled out every now and then to practice.

"Robbery...I let you rob."

Today's old man seemed to have taken a shot of gunpowder, and by the way, he also received a tube of chicken blood. He was extremely violent, and even the three robbers were knocked down by him without knowing where they were following.

The scenes that followed were no longer ordinary bloody.

The old Taoist in purple clothes was in a bad mood, so he became more ruthless in his attacks.

That's right. It's strange that someone's mood improved after someone had touched the bronze mirror.

A small episode, it went away as quickly as it came. The three robbers were killed and they went straight to the road. They were so depressed that they were so depressed. How could you walk along the river without getting your shoes wet? They bumped into a steel plate today.

Whoosh!

When the old Taoist returned to the domain gate passage, he threw a storage bag to Zhao Yun.

Naturally, they are trophies. The magic weapons and belongings of the three Immortal Kings are all here.

"Junior is still very open-minded, I'll give you half." Mr. Zhao said seriously, he really gave you half. It's not easy for an old man. He, as a contractor, has to pay wages.

"You can still get money back, tsk tsk tsk." The old Taoist sighed.

"When he returns you to freedom, the bronze mirror will be returned as well." Zhao Yun said slowly.

"This relationship is good." The old man, whose face was dark a moment ago, now beams with joy.

People are still in high spirits when happy events happen, so they go and draw the talisman on their own.

Zhao Yun was not idle either, he had escaped into the eternal world and was healing his injuries by crossing his legs.

Like him, the Demon King is also recovering from his injuries. He was almost shaken to pieces by the divine weapon before. It's strange to feel better. Even now, he is still coughing up blood, and his weak state is embarrassing.

"The Sword Master of Sword Forging City is also a descendant of the Moon God, right?" Zhao Yun asked.81Zw.????m

"Belonging to the lineage of the eighth generation Moon God, he may also be the seventh generation." The Demon King replied.

"No wonder he looked at me wrong that night." Mr. Zhao muttered.

After muttering, he approached the Demon King and said, "Who else is the inheritor of the Moon God?"

"Strictly speaking, the sword counts." The Demon King spoke leisurely.

"Very good." Zhao Yun touched his chin and thought to himself, next time he meets that guy named Kuang, should he discuss his seniority first and not ask him to call him "ancestor" but "third uncle"?

"In addition to Ba Dao, who else?" Zhao Yun stopped his thoughts and asked again.

"Most of them have been destroyed. I don't know if there are any left." The Demon King sighed.

"Xiu'er has made so many enemies!" Zhao Yun couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"She is too stupid." The devil took a sip of wine.

"Too...stupid?" Zhao Yun looked confused.

"Do you know why the heavenly demons and demons from eons ago disappeared overnight?"

"I don't know."
To be continued...