When Zhao Yun arrived, he could faintly hear rustling sounds deep in the forest.
He suppressed his aura, walked through the forest, and approached quietly.
"That's him."
Zhao Yun murmured in his heart. Through the gap covered by the plants, he could see a vague figure. It was a young man in a purple robe. He was cultivating the sixth level of Ksitigarbha. The distance was too far and he could not see his honor clearly. He only knew that he was a bastard.
I was digging a hole. I must have been bored at night, looking for old graves and digging up ancient corpses.
It is not accurate to say that it is an ancient corpse.
Over the years, it has become a pile of bones.
Zhao Yun sensed the earth spirit spell and determined that it was a member of the Zombie Clan.
This surprised him.
The zombie clan is really big-hearted!
What kind of thing is the iron box, why would you send someone from the Ksitigarbha realm to get it without fear of being robbed halfway? You know, there are many talented people in the Great Xia Long Dynasty, and in some places, the folk customs are still very strong.
Murder and extortion often happen.
"It shouldn't be!" Zhao Yun muttered, then calmed down and felt carefully.
"There is no one else, grinding and chirping." Cang Qiong interjected.
Zhao Yunxin said this, although Cang Qiong is a remnant soul, he was in the Tianwu realm during his lifetime. In terms of combat ability, he may not be good, but in terms of perception, he is indeed above him. Cang Qiong said so, and it is definitely true.
Ever since, he walked out of Maolin.
"Who?" The young man in purple robe who was still digging the grave suddenly turned around.
"Digming graves will damage your moral character and you will be punished." Zhao Yun said calmly.
"Then I will repay you first."
The young man in purple robe sneered, the wind howled in his sleeves, and an electric snake sprang out, a black iron chain, clattering, it should be his weapon, as fast as lightning, like a snake entwining itself.
Zhao Yun raised his hand and grasped it easily.
The young man in purple robe frowned, knowing that he was outmatched, so he turned around and ran away.
Zhao Yun was too lazy to chase, so he immediately bent his bow and drew an arrow.
Then, there was a flash of scarlet blood, and the purple-robed young man who was no more than three to five feet away was shot through by an arrow. He didn't do anything cruel, leaving half of his life, and grabbed him with one hand to search for his soul.
Uh...!
The young man in purple robe wails in agony.
Zhao Yun had no mercy and avoided the restriction on the other party's soul, forcefully plundering the memory.
After searching like this, he frowned, and found that apart from the young man in purple robe, there were also people from the Corpse Clan here.
It is said to be true.
In the darkness, a jet-black sword energy struck.
Zheng!
Zhao Yun instantly raised his sword and held it in front of him.
The sword energy hit Long Yuan impartially, creating a bright light of fire. Although he did not break Long Yuan, it drove him away. Despite his strength, his arms were numb from the shock, and his arm bones ached.
.
This shows that the shooter is very strong.
According to his estimation, he is more terrifying than the handsome lady Chiyan.
Just say it!
The Corpse Clan will never send Ksitigarbha Realm to get the iron box.
The sixth demon general coughed dryly. He had vowed before, but now he was slapped in the face. Zhao Yun did not feel it. He was also blinded. Even at this moment, he could not catch the opponent's breath, or in other words, the opponent's breath was very erratic.
Weird, left, right, east, west.
Bang!
Zhao Yun steadied himself, and the rock he stepped on cracked.
He had to react quickly, otherwise he would have been hit hard.
"There are some things you can take care of."
"There are some things you can't control."
The faint words sounded, and from the depths of darkness, a figure walked out step by step. He should be an old man, covered in a black robe. Even with Zhao Yun's eyes, he could not see the other person's face, only that his eyes were like a deep abyss.
, it is gloomy and dead, and if you look at it for a second time, your mind will be in a trance. There are also wisps of evil energy lingering around it, which is quite corrosive and devouring. Wherever it passes, the flowers and plants will wither one by one, and the essence of the living beings will be sucked into the body.
Become nourishment.
"This is a master."
Zhao Yun thought to himself, his eyes almost narrowed into lines.
He was puzzled, why the power of Tianwu was revealed even though the other party was in the quasi-heaven realm.
"He was once in the Tianwu realm."
Cang Qiong said calmly and gave this explanation.
Zhao Yun's eyes were bright and dark. He also had the same guess, which coincided with what Cang Qiong said. The old man in black robe today is probably the same type of person as Da Yuan Xiong Cang. They were both in the Tianwu realm, but they fell to Quantian.
, In this way, the remaining power of Tianwu in him can be completely explained. They are both at the pinnacle of Quantian. This kind of martial arts is not comparable to ordinary Quantian.
"This stuff is also free. If you have such a level of cultivation, you can just go to Mu's house and grab the iron box. It's unnecessary and others will snatch it." Cang Qiong is a chatterer, and he put aside that chirping Wai Wai, but if it were him, he wouldn't be able to do it.
If it's such a troublesome thing, just go in and grab it, and then run away after grabbing it.
"Senior, times have changed." Zhao Yun said, "For someone like him, if you enter the Twilight City, you may not come out. Daxia's heritage is far beyond your imagination. I have sensed before that the quasi-heaven realm in the city is no less than five.
Ten of you, if the Corpse Clan dares to use force in the city, they will be besieged by all the powerful men."
Cang Qiong did not answer. He had not explored the city before, so he did not know the lineup of Twilight City. If it was true as Zhao Yun said, then there would be nothing wrong with him. He would not take the risk to rob, beat up a whole family, and be grouped.
Fighting is a two-way concept. It seems safer to borrow it from others.
"It can't be the Corpse Ancestor!"
Zhao Yun touched his chin and pondered in his heart.
Rumor has it that there is only one Heavenly Martial Realm figure in the Corpse Clan, which is the Corpse Ancestor, and this one used to be in the Tianwu Realm, so he might be the Corpse Ancestor. Perhaps he fell to the level of cultivation due to some accident.
certainly.
This is just speculation, and it is unclear whether it is true or not.
Cang Qiong spoke again, "What are you thinking about? Ma slipped away! You can't fight him."
That's hard to say.
Zhao Yun twisted his neck. He was once a Tianwu realm, but that doesn't mean he is still a Tianwu realm now. As long as he is not a Tianwu realm, he will have a chance to fight. He is not the little martial arts cultivator he was back then.
Opposite me, the old man in black robe has also settled down.
"Ancestor, save me." The young man in purple robe was still alive and bleeding from all his orifices.
"Trash." The old man in black robe said calmly, and placed one hand on the young man in purple robe Tianling Gai.
The screams suddenly started, and the half-disabled young man in purple robe was eaten alive and turned into a mummy by the old man in black robe. Zhao Yun gasped at the sight, he was so cruel to his own family, how cruel this old guy was!
"What pure blood."
After swallowing the young man in purple robe, the old man in black robe stared at Zhao Yun again.
What responded to him was the sound of a sword, and Zhao Yun used an instant kill.
oops?
Cang Qiong was shocked, not knowing that Zhao Yun could still turn around.
It should be the secret technique of the Heavenly Eye.
This is such a magical power!
Calculate the distance and position well, and one sword will destroy you.
However, the imagined scene of the black-robed old man being killed did not happen as planned. Although the instant body was strong and unpreventable, it could not break through the black-robed old man's eyebrows. The reason was that the opponent had a protective restriction on his body. If he encountered a fatal blow, he would
It triggered on its own, forming a black light that protected the center of his eyebrows, removing the power of Zhao Yun's sword. The killing blow only caused a handful of sparks to strike between his eyebrows.
Before the kill was over, Zhao Yunfei escaped.
As expected of someone who has retired from the Tianwu Realm, he really has a few tricks up his sleeve.
If he had known this, he would not have used his pupil power and wasted his trump card.
"The eye of heaven flashes." The old man in black robe was surprised, "Are you Ji Hen?"
If the rumors are true, this guy should have been buried in the Dead Sea. Why is he still alive?
"It's a great honor for me to be recognized by my seniors." Zhao Yun smiled lightly.
"How is that possible?" The old man in black robe was in disbelief.
A small person in the Ksitigarbha realm, entered the forbidden land of the Dead Sea, and came out alive, which subverted his cognition, but facts speak louder than words. The person opposite was indeed Ji Hen, the contemporary holy son of Tianzong.
"Good, very good."
The eyes of the old man in black robe were like torches, and his greed concealed his shock.
What kind of wealth did he accumulate in his previous life that led him to encounter such a good thing?
Whoosh! Whoosh!
He waved his arms, and four big flags were planted in the southeast, northwest, and formed a large formation.
As soon as Zhao Yun settled down, he was trapped in the formation. From the outside, the formation was nothing, but inside it, there was something else. It was lightning and thunder, unreal thunder and lightning, it was the shape of the formation pattern. Look
It seems that he is not only a master of digging graves, but also quite accomplished in battle tactics.
You can start a formation by raising your hands, which is something most people can't do.
Zhao Yun broke through the formation flag with one sword and jumped out.
Head-on, he bumped into the old man in black robes. Two rays of blood energy shot out from his eyes, forming two sword energy. He ignored the body's protective essence. He escaped again, and with a dragon's roar and a tiger's roar, the bloody sword energy was extinguished.
"What the world says is true."
"You are indeed quite virtuous."
The old man in black robe smiled faintly, as fast as a ghost, following him like a shadow. His dry palm had already reached out and grabbed Zhao Yun's neck. The secret lines in his palm were flowing, and there was also the power of confinement, crisscrossing between the palms and fingers. He was indeed playing with formations.
A master can actually carve a formation in his hand, which ordinary people cannot do.
"What a fast movement." Zhao Yun was shocked.
He considers himself to be extremely fast, but the opponent seems to be even faster.
No matter where he escaped, he could not get rid of this ghost, and the withered old hand that came towards him. It looked like nothing at first glance, but in fact, the power of the hand was magnificent. Before it could touch him, his body-protecting essence collapsed.
puff!
Blood suddenly appeared.
Although Zhao Yun was in a bleeding position, he avoided the vital parts of his neck, but his shoulders were affected. A piece of flesh was torn off, and half of his shoulder bones were broken into pieces. They were blown into flying ash during the horizontal flight.
"What a good boy, you managed to avoid it."
The old man in black robe sneered and attacked in two or three steps.
Zhao Yun soared into the sky and was blocked by a big hand from the sky.
The black-robed old man didn't even look at it. He slashed out with a sword energy and split his big hand. Zhao Yun was also knocked over. Without waiting for Zhao Yun to settle down, he appeared like a ghost again, with a finger lingering in the dim light, giving him a blow.
A finger hole was poked out of Zhao Yun's chest, and bone fragments exploded during the process.
roll!
The dragon roared loudly, and Zhao Yun forced the dragon to swing its tail.
However, the always invincible Shenlong swung its tail and threw it at the old man, but it was unable to shake him. The other party was safe and sound, but the Shenlong in the form of the secret art was knocked to pieces. This surprised him. He had been a ruthless person in the Tianwu realm.
, it’s really not just for show, the physical body is so heavy.
puff!
Zhao Yun was bleeding again, but was sent flying by the old man in black robe.
Once in the Tianwu realm, the palm of the old man in black robe was no joke. The sound of bones cracking inside Zhao Yun's body was clearly audible. The opponent was too strong and his realm was absolutely suppressing.
"I told you before, you can't beat him." Cang Qiong cursed.
Zhao Yun didn't reply, he quickly calmed down and drew his sword, using Ten Thousand Swords Guiyi.
The corners of the black-robed old man's mouth were slightly raised, and he easily caught the tip of the sword with two fingers, removing the power of the sword in an instant.