Three full days.

Zhao Yun was not seen leaving the house.

The garden was bustling with activity, with Zhao Yun himself painting talismans, Da Piao's clones forging parts for the crossbow cart, and Long Yuan and Xian Lei, two restless men, jumping up and down, and getting into a fight if they disagreed.

The fourth day.

Zhao Yun put down his talisman pen.

The clones hurriedly processed and finally made all the parts of the crossbow cart. They were quickly assembled. It was an improved and upgraded immortal-level crossbow cart. It was a whole circle bigger than the one in the mortal world.

It weighs tens of thousands of kilograms. It looks very fierce and must be quite lethal.

"good."

Zhao Yun flicked his sleeves and moved it into the eternal world.

After the test, the power of the Immortal-level ballista was indeed terrifying. It was just the terrifying penetration power that even the Cave Void Realm did not dare to resist. Coupled with the high-level spells and the extremely toxic poisonous needles, a wave of violent bombardment was achieved.

If it explodes, the scene will be very bloody. This is a weapon of war.

Immortal-killing crossbow.

This is the name given to him by Zhao Yun.

He will continue to improve and upgrade.

certainly.

This is just a helper.

If you want to gain a foothold in the fairy world, you have to rely on your own foundation.

Where is the money!

Zhao Yun muttered in his heart.

It costs money to build a crossbow cart.

Cultivation resources also cost money.

He mentioned the talisman pen again.

You can also make money by selling charms.

He is very dedicated to his work, and it takes him a whole night to paint.

In the early morning, the warm sunshine poured into the Holy Fire City. The teleportation array that had been running all night never stopped. The sky ruins once every ten years not only attracted the people from the North Star, but also the strong men from the Big Dipper came. There were many.

Rush to the ruins and try to get in as soon as possible.

Small garden.

Zhao Yun is still drawing the talisman.

Look at the piles of spells, they are all his achievements in the past few days.

Click!

Suddenly, a piece of jade broke into pieces in his arms.

Although the sound was slight, it made their eyes brighten.

Out of customs.

The old demon from Montenegro is out of seclusion.

He hurriedly put away his talisman-drawing equipment and walked out of the small garden like a sudden rush.

The people guarding the mountain gate are still the two old men in black robes.

Seeing Zhao Yun coming, the two old men put their hands in each other's hands, waiting to get the benefits.

"Two fellow Taoists, I hope it will be convenient for you."

Zhao Yun was not stingy and handed each of them a storage bag.

As the two old men expected, the benefit fee was a minimum of 200,000 yuan.

"I'm not sure whether my ancestor has seen you or not."

The first old man said, turned around and entered the Holy Fire Hall.

The second old man was guarding the mountain gate and looked at Zhao Yun more than once. It was as if he was seeing this guy for the first time. He was covering his face so tightly that he could not see his origin or his true appearance. He only knew that he was in a cave.

Zhao Yun is like a wooden stake, standing there quietly.

Whether you can get the everlasting lantern is today.

soon.

The first old man is back.

"Follow me."

"Thank you, fellow Taoist."

Zhao Yun was so excited that he hurriedly followed.

This was his first time entering the Holy Fire Palace. When he entered, he looked left and right. It was full of heaven and earth, and it was also full of prohibitions. There were mountains and mountains, and the palaces were located there. No matter where he went, there was majestic power. The foundation was not

It is so powerful, no wonder so many families have become affiliated forces.

It happens to be early in the morning.

A great time to practice.

Zhao Yun walked along this road and saw many disciples of the Holy Fire Palace sitting on the stones in the forest path, crossing their legs and breathing. Their cultivation levels were not low, and their talents were not weak either. There were many who could be as good as Liang Qiu.

Who is this?

Many disciples raised their eyes to look.

No matter what, I can't see through Zhao Yun's true appearance.

At the corner of the mountain, I bumped into a young man, with eyes like stars, thick black hair, very vigorous original energy and blood, and a strong foundation. He has reached the peak of Xuanxian, and half of his feet are already in the cave. He is the Holy Fire.

The Son of God, the future master of the Holy Fire Palace, is known as the Son of God.

"I have met the Son of God." The first old man saluted hurriedly.

"Yes." The Son of Holy Fire God nodded slightly and glanced at Zhao Yun.

"Su Wen, the son of the God of the Holy Fire Palace, has a majestic appearance. Now that I have seen him, I will not be deceived by anyone in the world." Zhao Yun's words of compliment were very sneaky. You have to say something nice in someone else's territory!

Although he knew it was a compliment, the Son of God of Fire felt relieved when he heard it.

Unconsciously, this guy's back straightened up a bit.

However, he has the capital of arrogance. At least in Zhao Yun's view, the Son of Holy Fire God is very terrifying, definitely not comparable to the likes of Liang Qiu and Wei Hongna. Among the mysterious immortals he has seen along the way, this one can be ranked among the top three.

The Son of Holy Fire God is drifting away.

Zhao Yun followed in the footsteps of the First Old Man.

The two of them appeared again in the Holy Fire Hall. There was an old man sitting inside, wearing a black python robe. His old eyes were deep and vast. Many strange phenomena could be seen around him, which seemed to be looming, revealing the pressure of Taixu. He then

He is the old demon from Black Mountain. There are two ancestors in the Holy Fire Temple, and he is one of them.

So strong!

Zhao Yun murmured.

It was obviously a human being, but in his eyes, it seemed like an eight-thousand-foot giant mountain. Being one of the ancestors of the Holy Fire Palace and being able to grab an Immortal King-level sword was something that the old demon from Black Mountain was really not able to defeat.

"I've met senior."

Zhao Yun still knew etiquette quite well and bowed down with one step.

The old demon of Heishan didn't say anything, he only looked at Zhao Yun without squinting. With his vision in the Taixu Realm, he couldn't see through this junior. His robe was very strange, and its concealing power was extraordinary, making it blurry.

"senior?"

"Why are you looking for me?"

"My master heard that the senior has an ever-bright lamp in his hand, so he sent a junior to ask you, senior, if the ever-bright lamp is for sale, and the price is negotiable." Zhao Yun copied the prepared words, and also used a big name to create a division.

Dear, the old demon from Montenegro is somewhat afraid.

"Who is your master?" Heishan Old Demon said calmly.

"The master will not let the younger generation reveal it." Zhao Yun handed over again.

"Take off your black robe." The old demon from Montenegro showed no emotion, but these few words were extremely majestic. They were not a discussion, but an order. With his seniority, he was fully qualified to do so.

It’s really hard to fool!

Zhao Yun took a deep breath.

The old devil from Montenegro made it clear that he wanted to see his true appearance.

Take off.

He has to take it off.
To be continued...