"Sent."

Zhao Yun ran wildly all the way, like a wild horse running wild, jumping with joy.

The little magic box he had longed for was finally obtained. How could he not be happy?

At this moment, looking back on more than a hundred years of suffering and hardship, even if all the cultivation resources are used up, it is still worth it. The abilities and potential of the Hun Tian Demon Realm are priceless.

"Life is like a play...it all depends on acting."

Not only the Sword Master, but also the Demon King commented like this.

They were spectators, and they watched Zhao Yun turn the magic box over with their own eyes. Heqi Zhenren! I am afraid that his brain has gone crazy. He has lived hundreds or thousands of years, but he has fallen into the trap of his descendants.

"I will refine you when I have time." Zhao Yun glanced at the magic box.

This thing is good in every way, but unlocking is troublesome and time-consuming.

If it was to be refined, then it would be better to use it. He thought of his Taixu Tribulation, which would probably break the mark on the magic box. After the mark on the magic box was broken, he would then temper it with the flames of the sky, and then carve it into it.

When you unseal your own brand, just one thought is enough.

He closed his eyes from the eternal world and slowed down his pace slightly.

He is already in the Taixu realm and can vaguely perceive many passages.

What kind of passage?... The passages to the mortal world can be sent by incarnations to enter the world, or the deity can be lowered into the world. However, those passages can only be vaguely perceived, and what can be seen is only blurry.

He was very confused, then opened his eyes and looked at the sword master who was obsessed with his Zifu, and humbly asked for advice, "Senior, I have advanced to Taixu, but why can't I see the passage to the mortal world clearly?"

"You haven't overcome the tribulation yet." Sword Master said leisurely.

"I see." Mr. Zhao muttered.

If he has not overcome the tribulation, then he is not in the true Taixu realm.

He had an impulse, the impulse to overcome the heavenly tribulation immediately, and then sent his incarnation down to earth, including the road of mortals, the Great Dao Tianju and the Hundian Demon Realm. He had been away from his hometown for more than three hundred years, and he really missed home. The great things in his memory were

He has dreamed of mountains and rivers countless times.

After thinking for a long time, he suppressed the impulse.

The Taixu Tribulation must be overcome, but he has to choose a good time.

The so-called good time is the best time when enemies gather together in a big scene.

"Quick, quick, the ancient ruins are being fought again."

"Or the Overlord Divine Body...and that Ling Jue?"

"Isn't this nonsense? It's been really busy these days."

As Zhao Yun was leaving, he suddenly heard noisy sounds from all directions.

Looking up to the sky, I see many fairy rainbows passing through the sky, all rushing towards the gods and monuments. Of course, they are not rushing to practice and enlightenment inside, but rushing to see the excitement.

"This...how embarrassing."

Zhao Yun was covered in a black robe and walked through the forest like a startled dragon.

Just now, I was still thinking about the big scene, but here it is! With so many enemies gathered at the historical site, it would be most appropriate for them to be struck by lightning together. He likes lively scenes.

Gone.

While running, he once took an inward look at his body.

I still remember that when I left the small garden that day, I had a mark planted by an unscrupulous person. Now I see it has disappeared. That’s right. It has been more than a hundred years in the devil world, and the mark has probably already decayed. There is no harm in going into the historical site and shouting.

There will be a lot of enemies coming to kill you.

"Hold on."

Zhao Yun said something in his mind and sped up.

After crossing a mountain, you can vaguely see a huge door holding up the sky.

That is the entrance to the historic site. Not everyone is eligible to enter. It must be a person who is famous on the Immortal List and has a divine order. Of course, if there is no time limit on the divine order, you will not be able to enter the historic site.

When Zhao Yun arrived, there were already crowds of people in front of the door, including seniors and juniors, cultivators and strangers, some who came out and some who went in, but compared to each other, there were still more people who went in.

Just rush to watch the fun! Most people have this idea.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun didn't say much nonsense. He held the divine order and flew in like a ray of light.

After crossing the giant gate, another scene is in front of you. There are mountains, criss-crossing rivers, clouds and mist, and colorful clouds. It is like a vast world. You can't see the end even with all your eyesight. It is estimated that this monument is better than the world.

Daxia is even more vast.

"With the word "god", it's really extraordinary."

Zhao Yunhuan looked around, then looked up into nothingness.

The ancient ruins form a whole universe, with long history and profound changes. The mysterious sound of heaven is like an ancient fairy song, resounding endlessly.

No wonder people from all over the world are trying to get in. This is a holy land for cultivation! Practicing with the sound of Tao all day long will definitely get twice the result with half the effort. Any sudden enlightenment will be a blessing in disguise.

Boom! Bang!

The roar in the depths interrupted Zhao Yun's thoughts.

Zhao Yun hurriedly gathered his attention and headed straight for that direction.

As Kuang Yingjie said, there is cultivation suppression here. His Taixu realm has been suppressed to the Immortal realm. Look at other people, even the peak Immortal King, is no exception.

"kill."

"Catch them alive for me."

Before reaching that part of the world, I could hear roars and howls.

Looking from a distance, it was a place of chaos, with nothingness, lightning, thunder, and the forms of secret arts, such as the light of swords, the shadows of palm prints and fists... The sky was also filled with collapse, and the battle was in full swing.

For such a big event, there is no shortage of spectators.

Look at the mountains in all directions. They are all covered with figures. Each person is holding a memory crystal and his eyesight is weak. They all bring their own telescopes so as not to miss any wonderful pictures.

Amidst the rumbling sound, Zhao Yun landed on the top of a mountain.

Looking from here, you can see a giant waving a big sword, hacking and slashing.

That was a mad hero with a domineering body. He was so brave that no one could beat him. Every time he slashed with his sword, a large number of people would bleed. Even the shadows of Wuyang could not suppress him.

Ling Juezi was also present, holding a bloody fairy sword in his hand, fighting to the point of madness.

Looking at the people besieging the two of them, even Zhao Yun couldn't help but sigh. In addition to Taiqing Palace, Rakshasa Palace, Fallen Underworld and Nine Nether Purgatory, there were actually people from the Eight Holy Lands.

In addition, there are some mysterious strong men, most of whom are their alliances or affiliated forces. There are people coming from all directions to attack them, and the formation is huge.

"There are so many people, but they can't take down two juniors."

"They are all in the immortal realm, and those in the cultivation realm do not have an advantage."

"I'm very curious as to where the eternal body went."

In a place where people gather together, discussions are inevitable.

While discussing, the spectators from all directions did not forget to look around the sky, as if they were looking for someone, who were they looking for?...Looking for the Holy Son of Daluo, how could Zhao Yun not be seen in such a lively scene! With that guy's temperament, well,

My gay friend was surrounded and killed, he should have been killed earlier.

Yeah!...Where the hell have you been.

The crazy hero of the war has secretly cursed more than once.

There was so much noise this time that he couldn't hold on any longer.

Isn’t this coming?

Zhao Yun activated the Taichu Heavenly Thunder Technique.

Thunder exploded into nothingness, and billions of lightning tore apart.

Seeing this, the onlookers became excited. It was the Taichu Heavenly Thunder Technique. The entire God Island knew that the Holy Son of Daluo was familiar with the untransmitted secrets of the Thunder God lineage, and the Eternal Body must be present.

"Zhao Yun...I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The crowd of enemies all showed ferocious smiles.

On the other hand, Ling Jue and Kuang Yingjue were very motivated. Although there was only one reinforcement, it was comparable to thousands of troops. Look at these billions of thunder and lightning, which ordinary people cannot summon.

roar!

Thunderous unicorns fill the sky, rushing from the void.

Then came down the lightning sword like a rain of light.

The great killing technique of group attack, attacking the whole world without distinction.

The onlookers' hearts trembled, and they subconsciously retreated far away. Zhao Yun's thunder was not an ordinary thunder, it carried the power of heaven. It doesn't matter if the foundation is strong, but if the foundation is not good, it will be miserable.

After all...the gods and monuments suppress cultivation.

They are all in the Immortal Realm, and being struck by lightning will be very painful.
To be continued...