Eternal gate

It was already late at night when we returned to the forest.

Zhao Yun sat cross-legged, and before closing his eyes, he glanced in the direction of the river, wondering if the little fat man had broken the witchcraft.

That mage is very strange, his witchcraft is very evil, and he must be very good at assisting people.

He sighed and closed his eyes.

This time, without the Soul-Calling Bell that disturbed my mind, I felt much more comfortable and could calm down.

This night was not peaceful.

The mage did not leave. He was like a black shadow, walking through the forest, looking for the little fat man and Zhao Yun. After many years of chasing corpses, this was the first time he was tricked.

"The curse seal is broken."

At some point, he was calming down, his brows slightly furrowed, and the witchcraft planted in the little fat man's body disappeared, or was broken.

"Walk?"

The mage snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, and hundreds of paper figures cut out of yellow talismans flew in all directions, with runes engraved on each one.

This is a paper talisman, a secret method to find people. Hundreds of little paper figures, there are many people and there is great power!

Click! Click!

In the secluded forest, the sound of bones clashing was endless.

It was Zhao Yun who was refining his body.

The realm is completely stable, multi-tasking, studying the Xuanmen Heavenly Book, and tempering the body at the same time.

"Thunder!"

He murmured in his heart, wishing for another rainy day, maybe he could advance to the ninth level.

Thunder in the sky is a good thing.

Several breakthroughs were made thanks to thunder and lightning. The thunder that the world feared became nourishment for him.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a gust of wind passed by.

To be precise, it was a little paper man who appeared out of nowhere and walked through the forest.

Um?

Zhao Yun suddenly opened his eyes, then flicked his hand and threw out the flying knife. The accuracy was good, and he stuck the little paper man into the tree with one strike.

ah...!

There seemed to be screams coming from the paper man, and then a wisp of smoke disappeared.

"Little paper figures."

Zhao Yun frowned, reached out and took it off, took a look, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

He also took out a small paper figure in his arms, which was exactly the same as this one.

"It's you."

Zhao Yun's eyes were filled with cold light.

It's not surprising that he was like this, it was just because his spiritual veins were cut off back then, and it was related to this paper talisman.

To this day, he still keeps the little paper man, hoping that one day he will find the person who plotted against him.

Now, he found it.

"What the hell, there's a kind of one-on-one challenge."

The yelling suddenly started, coming from the depths of the forest.

Judging from the timbre, it's that little fat guy.

Zhao Yun said nothing, collected the two little paper figures, and ran into the dark night. He was not interested in the little fat man. What he was interested in was the owner of the paper talisman, who might be over there.

Deep in the depths, the little fat man was rolling and crawling.

After entering the river, he broke the curse seal. As soon as he climbed out of the water, he encountered the paper talisman. Not long after, the mage came to kill him.

Not only the mage, but also several zombies, controlled by the mage, can jump several feet in one jump, have mechanisms on their bodies, and can spit flying needles. Extraordinary needles are highly poisonous.

Looking at his left shoulder, it was completely dark. He had been hit by a flying zombie needle and the poison was spreading.

"Junior, where are we going?"

The mage had a strange figure and chased him, scattering copper coins all over the sky, each one as sharp as a knife.

The little fat man's expression changed, he suddenly steadied himself, turned his true energy into a sword, and danced with all his might.

The pounding sound is endless.

Most of the copper coins were shot down by him, but there were still a few that hit him directly, causing many bloody gouges on his fat body.

Zheng! Zheng!

The zombies urged by the mage also arrived, neatly arranged in a row, with the yellow talisman removed from their foreheads, and flying needles blasting from each of them.

"Fuck."

The little fat man cursed and waved his long sword again. There were too many flying needles, as thin as cow hairs. In addition, it was difficult to see clearly at night. The poison may have been too deep and his vision was blurred. The pain was unbearable.

Soon, the flying needle stopped.

Look at the little fat man, he is swaying and can't stand firmly. One arm is drooping, and the poison is spreading. If he hadn't used his true energy to fight against it, it would have probably invaded his heart veins at this moment.

"Run, why don't you run?"

The mage smiled faintly and walked forward step by step, with three small paper figures surrounding his body.

No, he was scarier than the zombies. Reflected in the moonlight, his expression was rather gloomy.

"Six against one, it's nothing."

The little fat man shook his head. Due to the poison, his consciousness was blurred. He was swaying like a sponge. There was blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, which was black. Looking at his body, God knows how many flying needles were inserted into him. He could block so much poison.

"It would be good to turn you into a puppet." The mage smiled sinisterly, and a talisman floated out of his sleeves. It was a prison talisman that could restrain people's movements. It was similar to the immobilization talisman, and few people knew it.

The little fat man gritted his teeth and tried to swing his sword to cut the talisman, but he was unable to do so and his whole body was unconscious.

However, at this moment, a hand suddenly came from behind and pulled him aside.

Zheng!

Then, the sound of a sword was heard, the cold sword light was seen flashing, and the sword struck the talisman.

That's right, it's Zhao Yun.

It's better to arrive early than to be lucky.

"I'll wipe it, my great benefactor!"

The little fat man shook himself and flopped down. He recognized Zhao Yun and saved him twice.

"you again."

Seeing that it was Zhao Yun, the mage immediately gritted his teeth and used an explosive talisman to nearly blow him away.

"This little paper man belongs to you."

Zhao Yun said calmly, holding a piece of paper talisman between his two fingers.

"So what."

The mage's lips curled up slightly, and he took a step back. Five zombies stepped forward neatly.

"Watch out for zombie flying needles."

The little fat man reminded that if he hadn't been attacked by a sneak attack, he would have probably escaped.

Whizzing!

As soon as he finished speaking, the five zombies all trembled, and there were still flying needles, as many as cow hairs, shooting towards Zhao Yun.

Zheng!

Zhao Yun instantly drew his sword and danced with all his strength. He could clearly see the so-called flying needle. After all, he was not poisoned and his eyesight was very good.

The flying needle was shot down, and all five zombies stepped forward, two of them breathed out Yin energy, and three of them breathed out Yin fire.

Zhao Yun sneered and took the Wind God Step, just like a black shadow passing through the gap.

"What a handsome body."

The mage narrowed his eyes slightly, really underestimating Zhao Yun.

Zheng!

I was stunned for a moment, and heard the clanging sound again.

Or a flying knife.

The throwing knives thrown by Zhao Yun were all hung with explosive talismans, one for each of the five zombies.

Then, there was an explosion.

The power of the explosive talisman was so powerful that all the zombies activated by the mage were blown to pieces.

"Where did there come from so many explosive talismans."

The mage snorted coldly and fled after flying past.

Zheng!

In the still smoke, there was another cold light, and a flying knife was shot straight at him.

"Suffering a loss once and being fooled twice?"

The mage said coldly, forming a seal with one hand on his sleeve.

Suddenly, there was a strong wind.

He should have used Wind Escape to sweep away the flying knife, and then exploded a dozen feet away.

"In addition to the explosive talisman, what else can we rely on?"

The mage's smile is more sinister and terrifying than the ghost.

"Destroying you is enough."

When Zhao Yun attacked, there were thunder and lightning tearing on the sword body, and the wind assisted the thunder, and the attack was domineering.

"And thunder and lightning?"

The mage's expression changed again. He knew very well the power of Zhao Yun's sword, which would kill or injure him.

After all, mages are not good at fighting.

In the midst of lightning and flint, he rang the bell, but the strange sound was still the same, disturbing the mind.

Zhao Yun felt a pain in his mind. The sword that was originally a sharp sword lost five or six points of power on the spot.

Even the speed also dropped sharply.

This moment was enough for the mage to escape, leap onto a boulder, and while shaking the bell, forming a seal with one hand, cast spells.

His technique is indeed weird.

Seeing Zhao Yun's feet, the hard ground suddenly turned into a quagmire, and half of Zhao Yun's calves fell into it.

"Senior, you know a lot!"

Zhao Yun sneered, his mobility had been restricted, and it was quite difficult to lift his feet at this moment.

"Young people dare to bully me."

The mage smiled quietly, and turned into a seal in his hand. However, he saw an illusory talisman manifesting above Zhao Yun's head. Once pressed down, he would be banned.

Zhao Yun was silent and disappeared without a trace.

"Escape?"

The mage's eyes froze, and he couldn't believe it. How could such a small person in the Condensing Yuan Realm have such knowledge? The former was beast fire and explosive talismans, and the latter was thunder and lightning. Now, he actually knows the lost escape.

Without thinking much, he immediately jumped up and reached mid-air. A yellow talisman dropped down and stuck to the ground, blending into the ground.

Zhao Yun was forced out.

At the same moment, more than a dozen flying knives were thrown out by him, each with an explosive talisman hanging on it.

When the mage saw this, his face turned pale.

Standing high may not necessarily be good. At this moment, he is still in mid-air and is a living target.

boom! boom! boom!

The explosions sounded one after another, and the sound was quite pleasant. Judging from the power, it was really not ordinary.

Zhao Yun's face also turned pale.

Before and after, twenty explosive talismans were used to remove more than 80% of the true energy from his Dantian.

Look at the judge, he's not dead.

That guy was still alive, standing on a boulder, swaying, covered in black and black, half of his robe was blown to pieces, and one of his arms was crippled.

"Is the mage so resistant?"

The little fat man took one look and was extremely shocked. There were more than a dozen explosive talismans.

"The little paper man blocked it for him."

Zhao Yun murmured, looking around the mage, there were at least hundreds of small paper figures scattered around. At this moment, they were falling down one by one, ignited during the fall, and were blown up by the explosive talisman.

"good very good."

The mage smiled ferociously, with blood overflowing from his mouth. Thanks to his wit, he sacrificed the little paper man to block the wall, otherwise he would have been blown to pieces.

At this moment, he felt pain in his heart!

So many little paper figures, his half-life savings, were all blown up by the explosive talisman.

"The pinnacle of the true spiritual realm."

Zhao Yun thought to himself, only to see clearly the other party's cultivation level.

The mage is not good at martial arts.

From the beginning to the end, that guy kept his distance and did not dare to engage in close combat even in the Condensing Yuan realm.

In this regard, Zhao Yun has absolute confidence. If he is allowed to get close, he can beat him until he cries.

Unfortunately, he is difficult to get close to.

The mage's soul-catching bell was so weird. The closer it got to him, the more it disturbed his mind.

"How much real energy is left?"

The mage smiled grimly. With so many explosive talismans, the Condensation Realm could not sustain the consumption.

"you guess."

Zhao Yun came with the God of Wind Steps, palming a mighty dragon, and the strong wind of the palm was quite overbearing.

The mage didn't dare to resist, so he ran away again, pinched the seal with one hand, and an illusory talisman hit him head on, with a howling wind.

boom!

Zhao Yun exploded the talisman with one palm, causing the mage to retreat with an ugly look on his face.

What the hell, is that guy in the True Yuan Condensation Realm? Why is one palm so powerful?

Walking is the best option.

Give it away, this guy gave up, turned around and ran away. He was seriously injured and his legs and feet were numb.

"run?"

Zhao Yun raised his sword and chased him all the way.

"Your sister, save me first!"

The little fat man cursed and fainted.