The first thousand and sixty-five chapters there is another
Reflecting the starlight, Zhao Yun landed on the top of a mountain.
Since leaving Qianqiu City, he has been searching westward for half a month based on telepathy.
However, just a moment ago, the telepathy was interrupted.
It didn't matter, his face instantly turned extremely pale.
Without telepathy, does it mean that something unexpected happened to Luoxia?
"Live well." Moon Goddess said leisurely.
"How do you know?" Zhao Yun asked subconsciously.
"Her life star is still there, very bright."
"Fate star?" Zhao Yun raised his eyes and looked at the starry sky.
He had studied astrology quite a bit and knew a thing or two about celestial phenomena, but he knew nothing about the horoscope. But since the moon god said it, he unconditionally believed that Luoxia and his baby were still safe and sound.
"Why did the telepathy disappear?" Zhao Yun looked confused.
"It's time to enter a mysterious place and isolate your soul." Moon God said lightly.
Zhao Yun was confused and cut off his telepathy. Was this to let him find a needle in a haystack?
Looking for help from a sanctioner?
After much thought, he still felt that this method was the most reliable.
Once again, he looked at Luna, hoping to give guidance.
"That old guy is at the end of the sky in the north."
The Moon God's words shocked Zhao Yun so much that he couldn't even lift his head.
At the end of the northern sky, he would fly non-stop day and night until he died, but he could not reach there.
Helpless, he had no choice but to head west again. Anyway, the setting sun was in the west, so he just had to go west.
"Little sister, don't be shy!"
roar!
"Go away, we are truly in love."
roar!
"Are you as handsome as me?"
roar!
The rest of the journey was quite uneventful.
The so-called unrest refers to Dapeng and Xiao Qilin.
They are both birds, and the Dapeng always wanted to chat with Xiao Qingluan. While chatting, he was beaten by the little Qilin. Even a golden-winged Dapeng was beaten into a feathered bird by the holy beast.
That's it, Dapeng still doesn't have a long memory.
In order to seduce girls, it really wants to stew it all in one pot.
"Luoxia."
Zhao Yun's call resounded all the way.
On a normal day, he wouldn't be worried at all.
The master of the Rashomon! She is truly at the top of the Tianwu Realm, a master of assassination, and an expert in hiding. Ordinary quasi-immortals may not be able to defeat her.
But the Sunset Immortal King is not an ordinary immortal. If Mou is not strong enough to get through with Luoxia, it will be a disaster.
Don’t be afraid of 10,000, be afraid of the unexpected, and find peace of mind as soon as possible.
Boom! Bang!
As I was walking, I suddenly heard a distant roar coming from a mountain forest.
Someone must be fighting, and there was a lot of movement, and the shaking mountain peaks collapsed one after another.
"past."
The Moon God, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke.
Zhao Yun didn't think much, and went straight to that direction with a brilliant drift.
When I got closer, I realized that it was two old men fighting. One was an old man in black, and the other was an old man with white hair. They were both at the peak of the sky. They didn’t know which family they belonged to, and they didn’t know what the grudge was. They were fighting passionately, and their moves were murderous.
Technique, every move kills people, and streaks of blood are flying.
"The road between enemies is narrow!"
Zhao Yun sneered, looking at the old man in black.
If I read it correctly, that should be the ancestor of the Blood Eagle Clan, Yan Kang's grandfather.
During the war to destroy the country, this lineage rebelled as a whole and caused a bloody disaster in Daxia before leaving. They should have never imagined that Daxia had survived the catastrophe and ushered in new glory.
Looking at the white-haired old man, he is actually an old friend: Old Man Xuanji is the master of Xuanji Pavilion. In the past, the charms of Qianqiu City were all sold to Xuanji Pavilion. This old man also gave him a Xuanji Card. What are you buying?
All at 20% off.
What impressed him most was that one of the eight pagodas was obtained from the old man Xuanji. Unexpectedly, he bumped into it in this barren mountain, and the one he was fighting against was the Blood Eagle Ancestor.
"Die!"
The ancestor of the Blood Eagle gave a ferocious laugh and pierced the rainbow with his sword.
Old Xuanji couldn't block this sword, nor could he avoid it. He was a good hand in business.
Why fight? It’s almost boring.
Zhao Yun didn't waste any time and struck out with sword energy.
The blood eagle ancestor's expression changed, and he hurriedly closed his hands, holding his sword horizontally in front of him to block.
Unfortunately, there was nothing useful. The weapon made of black iron was easily cut off by Zhao Yun's sword energy, and he himself was almost chopped alive.
This was something Zhao Yun kept. He had to get some useful information from the Blood-clothed Ancestor. For example, the Blood Eagle Clan had caused a blood disaster back then, and this clan had to be returned to Daxia.
"Zhao Yun?" The old man Xuanji was stunned, and he recognized who it was at a glance. Because he recognized it, his face was filled with joy. He was so destined to be with Zhao Yun, and he could bump into him even in a place where he didn't poop.
"Zhao...Zhao Yun?" Compared to the old man Xuanji, the blood-clothed ancestor's face was quite pale, and his whole body was completely cold. When he went out today, he should check the almanac to see how he bumped into this evil star.
"It's me." Zhao Yun said calmly, walking step by step, terrifying pressure covered the world, terrifying murderous intent, and the frozen mountains and forests.
"Quasi-immortal?" Ancestor Xuanji was shocked. A few months ago, he was still in the Tianwu realm? Now he is a quasi-immortal?
Whoosh!
The blood eagle ancestor's heart trembled, he turned around and ran away.
However, Zhao Yun was faster, and a sword light destroyed everything.
The screams were piercing, the blood eagle ancestor's dantian was pierced by a blow, and his cultivation was completely destroyed.
Zhao Yun had no mercy and pressed his palm on his Tianling Cap, searching for his soul forcefully. The blood eagle ancestor died suddenly on the spot. His mood before his death must have been melancholy and regretful. The Blood Eagle clan must have provoked someone they shouldn't have.
Provoked.
"I will find a place." Zhao Yun stopped, knowing the hiding place of the Blood Eagle Clan.
"Thank you, little friend, for the rescue." Old Man Xuanji handed over his hand in awe and gratitude. If it weren't for Zhao Yun, he would probably have died. This is his nobleman and his benefactor, and he will remember it for the rest of his life.
"Your sword is pretty good."
Zhao Yun touched his chin and stared at the sword in the hand of the old man Xuanji. The silver light was bright and it was made of special black iron. But what was more precious than the black iron was an ancient character engraved on the sword body. If I read it correctly.
, that is a Dunjia Tianzi.
This is the reason why Moon God asked him to come over.
"If you like it, little friend, I'll give it to you." Old Man Xuanji smiled, but he was generous. The life-saving grace was so great that he would not be stingy with a weapon.
"I don't want this in vain," Zhao Yun said with a golden sword in his hand.
Putting aside Dunjia Tianzi, this golden sword is much more valuable than that silver sword.
"This...how embarrassing."
Ancestor Xuanji had a smile on his face and hurriedly accepted it.
Boom! Bang! Boom!
As I was talking, I suddenly heard a thumping sound, slow and rhythmic. Listen carefully, it was the sound of people walking. Maybe the pressure was too strong, maybe the body was too heavy, and every step was filled with a roar in the void.
Zhao Yun glanced sideways.
As soon as he entered his eyes, he saw a bright fairy light. In the fairy light, there was the prototype of a person. The distance was too far, or the cover was too mysterious, so he couldn't see the dignity of the other party. He only knew that it was a quasi-immortal, which was extremely terrifying.
The quasi-immortal cannot be deceived by his aura, nor can he be deceived by his energy.
That person is coming here.
To be precise, it was coming towards him and had been locked by the other party. He could still feel it.
"What happened tonight?"
Beside him, the face of the old man Xuanji was quite pale. On weekdays, it was difficult to see even a Tianwu. Tonight, he actually bumped into two quasi-immortals at once. Even Zhao Yun felt depressed, let alone his quasi-immortal.
Heavenly realm.
"Walk."
Zhao Yun flicked his sleeves and pushed the old man Xuanji out.
The person on the other side is not kind, and I don't want this old man to suffer the same disaster as a fish in a pond.
"Kids, be careful."
The old man Xuanji left a few words and turned to leave. This was not because he was unrighteous, but because he was not very knowledgeable and could not help at all. He also wanted to avoid causing trouble for Zhao Yun, so it would be better to leave as soon as possible.
"What a strong aura." Zhao Yun murmured, staring at the opposite side.
"Tianzong Headmaster, you made me easy to find!" Accompanied by faint laughter, a handsome young man slowly walked out of the fairy light, surrounded by strange phenomena and wearing a fierce golden fairy robe.
Zhao Yun just couldn't speak, his eyes almost narrowed into lines.
Why is this golden-robed young man exactly the same as the Sunset Immortal King?
But, it was not this person he saw at the end of the world.
"Xiu'er?" Zhao Yun looked at Moon God.
"This is also the incarnation of the Sunset Immortal King." Moon Goddess said leisurely, "The difference from that one is that this one starts from scratch and practices in the world without memory, just like Yun Yan."
"No wonder."
Zhao Yun's eyes were strange. How many incarnations had the Sunset Immortal King sent down to earth? How lucky was he? He actually bumped into two of them, one was born with memories, and the other started from scratch.
Then here comes the problem.
Who was it that injured Hongyuan or caused trouble to Qianqiu City?
"Great Xia Hongyuan is crippled, and the Immortal Demon King is dead. I have been number one in the world for three eras in this land. I have won two. You...will be the third." The young man in gold robe smiled faintly.
After Zhao Yun heard this, his murderous intention was overwhelming.
No need to ask anymore, the person in front of me was the one who injured Hongyuan and brought trouble to Qianqiu City.
This cultivator who started from scratch most likely does not belong to this land. He should come from a distant place. He came here just for a challenge and only picked strong men of the same level to attack. Is this the way to practice?
Listening to the implications of the other person's words, it seems that he is only interested in being the best in the world.
Hongyuan and Demon Lord are perfect examples.
As for Cang Qiong and others, they were all given away in a fight, and most of the young men in gold robes did not like them.
It is undeniable that the young man in golden robe is indeed very strong.
In his opinion, the practice of entering the world from scratch seems to be more thorough, because this kind of incarnation is a free body from beginning to end, without innate memory controlling thoughts, so that it can truly integrate into the world. The insights they gain are the most original and
The fact that he was able to cultivate from scratch to this level and defeat Hongyuan and Demon Lord in a row proves how terrifying this person's talent is.
boom!
With a roar, Zhao Yun instantly unleashed his full combat power.
Now that we have found the rightful owner, we have to settle the score.
No matter who your incarnation is, if you touch my reverse scale... you will be killed without mercy.
"Such pure blood." The young man in golden robe licked his tongue, and a hot light shone in his eyes. It was covetousness and greed. This youngest number one in the world seemed to be stronger than the good demon Lord Hongyuan, not only
It's the energy and fighting power, as well as this original bloodline, that are really rare in this life.
"Take your life."
Zhao Yun shouted loudly and punched the sky with a powerful punch.
The golden-robed young man's eyes were full of contempt, and his palm swept across the sky with majestic power.