"Fellow Taoist, please ask for a cup of tea."

Zhao Yun asked the same question again.

As soon as these words came out, Saint Yao Yue in his Zi Mansion became completely unwell.

Does the Holy Son of Daluo Immortal Sect behave like this on weekdays? If he is caught, it will not be as simple as drinking tea and chatting.

She had heard a little bit about Yinlun Ancestor's personality, and he had basically never done anything honorable. Now that Eternal Heritage has revealed his identity, it's strange that he can't think of something wrong.

Indeed, the moment he saw Zhao Yun, Yinlun Patriarch already had the idea of ​​killing as much as possible.

Compared to Palace Master Yaoyue, the little saint seems to be more fragrant. ??

If the two of them were refined together, if they were swallowed together, it would be possible not only to help him advance to the level of demigod, but also to directly become a god.

Although he coveted it, he did not take action immediately. The main reason was that tonight's show was a bit unusual. Zhao Yun was not staying in the Immortal Sect, but he came all the way to ask for tea. It was strange overtly and covertly.

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.

He had to be more cautious, lest he capsize in the gutter.

"Senior?" Zhao Yun called again.

"Little friend, wait for a moment until I finish refining this furnace elixir." Yinlun Patriarch said casually.

His eyes were as bright as a torch, and he could see the world outside the island.

After all, Zhao Yun is a holy son of the same lineage. How can he not take a few bodyguards with him when he travels far away like this?

However, he looked around for a long time and even opened the fairy formation to peek, but he didn't see a second figure.

"Is it possible that it is hidden in the Zi Mansion?" Yinlun Patriarch narrowed his eyes slightly and used a secret method to peek into the small world inside Zhao Yun's body.

Mr. Zhao is also interesting. He has already removed the power of heaven and all the cover-ups, allowing the ancestor of Yinlun to peek.

Only when the other party relaxes his vigilance can he be let in.

Only when you enter the island can you find out.

"No?" Yinlun Ancestor was still peeking.

At this time, Zhao Yun had seen everything, except for a junior hiding in Zifu, no other strong people were seen.

Speaking of that junior, he looks more and more familiar the more I look at him. The saint of Yaoyue Palace?

"what's the situation."

Even with Yinlun Patriarch’s state of mind, he can’t understand the current situation.

Are Saint Son of Da Luo and Saint Yao Yue out of their minds? Without the protection of their elders, they dare to visit him and are not afraid of him killing people and stealing goods? After all, he is not a good guy.

"Let's talk about it after we capture him."

Yinlun Patriarch's greed finally overshadowed his doubts and caution.

With a flick of his sleeve, he opened the island barrier, and he transformed into another self, similar to the Tao body, which could inherit 80% of his combat power.

As for this deity, I will continue to refine Yaoyue Palace Master.

In this way, neither matter will be delayed.

Seeing the island gate wide open, Zhao Yun stepped in.

What you can see is a big world. There are many mountains and rivers on the island, and the spiritual power of heaven and earth is extremely rich.

It's rainy and misty, and it's far away from the hustle and bustle. It's a good place to cultivate one's moral character.

"Holy Son Da Luo has come all the way, I am honored." The Taoist body of Yin Lun Ancestor appeared, really like an amiable grandpa, with a kind and gentle smile.

However, Mr. Zhao has practiced the art of heavenly secrets and has a lot of knowledge in reading faces. Although this guy has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, in fact, he is not a good bird because he hides his sword in his smile.

"It's not me."

Zhao Yun narrowed his eyes for a moment and saw through it at a glance.

It doesn't matter, as long as you let him in, everything will be easy to say.

"Good blood." Yinlun Ancestor's eyes were hot.

The legendary eternal bloodline is truly extraordinary.

"I've heard about your senior for a long time, so I came here to visit you." Zhao Yun was quite sensible, so he bowed his hands and leaned over him even though he was so far away. He was an actor, so he had to act with him, right?

"Please." Yinlun Patriarch smiled.

"Easy to say." Zhao Yun strode over, looking left and right along the way.

The ancestor of Yinlun was not idle either. He closed the island barrier with another flick of his sleeves. Seeing that Zhao Yun was unprepared, he almost made a move. He was in the Taixu realm and could capture him with one hand.

.

He is not in a hurry.

Come in and don't think about leaving.

"Senior, this island is really wonderful."

"Compared with Daluo Immortal Sect, it is not worth mentioning."

A drama star and a movie star, they talk to each other, talk while walking, and then go see each other, just like a pair of friends who have only met each other late in the year.

But this scene, in the eyes of Saint Yao Yue, is particularly frightening. I really don’t know what Saint Son Daluo thinks. If he comes in like this, isn’t he falling into a tiger’s den and falling into a trap?

"Yao Yue?"

Zhao Yun was chatting and laughing on the surface, but privately he was calling the Lord Yaoyue Palace with his destiny telepathy.

He had to ask about the situation first and have a thorough plan to avoid appearing so passive. He had just arrived, and who knows if there were other strong people on this island.

"I'm here." Yao Yue responded, but she was very weak.

"You're trapped, right?" Zhao Yun asked hurriedly.

"It's being refined." Yao Yue's words were full of pain.

"There are other strong people on this island."

"He's the only one."

"That'll be easy."

Zhao Yun's eyes flashed with murderous intent hidden inside.

While they were talking, the two of them had arrived at a pavilion.

"Little friend, please."

The ancestor of Yinlun smiled, this is not an ordinary pavilion, there are restrictions inside, and it is also a space restriction. Once Zhao Yun steps into it, it will not be possible to use the eternal world.

What responded to him was whoosh

A sound.

Zhao Yun was astonished and ran straight into the depths of the bamboo forest.

His move was so sudden that Yinlun Patriarch Taoshen did not expect it.

After a moment of reaction, he immediately reached out and grabbed Zhao Yun from the air:

"My little friend, why do you know so little about the rules?"

Zhao Yun did not reply, but crossed a dimension and avoided being captured by the big hands.

The ancestor of Yinlun, Taoshen, raised his eyebrows slightly, "This bastard's legs and feet are very numb!"

He no longer concealed it, his eyes revealed a fierce light, he stepped across the void, and covered it with a palm in the air. The huge five finger prints were as heavy and majestic as mountains.

I escape!

Zhao Yun is not willing to fight, and he crosses another dimension.

Ancestor Yinlun was not slow and offered a golden bell as a sacrifice.

The big clock buzzed and trembled from the sky.

Zhao Yun groaned, used his soul to control the sword, and forcibly drove away the bell.

His speed did not slow down, and he did not bother to argue with the Taoist body. He was like a thunderous roar passing through the mountains.

"What an eternal body."

The ancestor of Yinlun sneered and followed closely.

Seeing his sleeves roaring, a celestial light flew out, which turned out to be a silver and exquisite small tower. It quickly became huge. In terms of coercion and top quality, it was even bigger than a golden bell.

roll!

Zhao Yun moved against Long Yuan again, causing the Linglong Tower to buzz and tremble.

In just a short moment, he crossed the space again and forcibly escaped from that world.

"Where to go?"

Yinlun Patriarch's Daoshen made a one-handed secret and revived the island's formation.
To be continued...