In the early morning, the warm sunshine poured into the valley of clouds.

Zhao Yun, who was sleeping, finally opened his eyes, and after a while of reaction, he sat up and looked around, but the master of the Rashomon Sect was no longer in sight.

Because it was missing, this thing became particularly interesting. I looked at the Lord of the Rings first, um... the baby is still there; then I looked at Xiao Zhao Yun, um... also still there.

"Leave without saying a word."

Zhao Yun said, turned over and jumped up.

The little unicorn came jumping up and down with a talisman in its mouth.

Zhao Yun took it and realized that it was left by the master of Rashomon, but it was not left to him, but was entrusted to him to bring to Ghost Faced Yama. Obviously, this was a letter. Since he was not an enemy, it was from Rashomon.

People must be let go when they should be let go.

On the back of the charm, there are two words written: Luoxia.

"What's your name?" Zhao Yun touched his chin and muttered.

After collecting the charm, he turned and left.

When he left, he looked back more than once.

This space world full of pits is also a place of opportunity for him. He got the Purple Soul Pearl, and the little Qilin got the Qilin Fruit, both of which were great blessings.

It is indeed true that blessings and misfortunes depend on each other.

It is true that wealth can be obtained through danger.

If the master of the Rashomon Clan hadn't tricked him into coming here, he wouldn't have encountered such a good thing, but they were a bit unethical, and the whole valley was in a mess.

"Take some time to fix it for you."

Zhao Yun let out a dry cough in his heart and drifted away.

After leaving the valley, Cang Qiong and others were nowhere to be seen. Most of them had left beforehand.

Zhao Yun glanced around and found a talisman in the bushes, which was the exclusive mark of the Demon family. When he opened it and looked at it, his eyes sparkled. Good things come in pairs. The Qin family found it, and the Demon's Cave also found it.

Without thinking much, he immediately summoned the roc and flew into the sky.

The little Qilin was particularly cheerful, jumping up and down on the back of Dapeng. The Dapeng was jumping unnaturally. Has the blood of this little thing been revived? It has transformed into Nirvana again. Its current aura makes it feel even more depressed.

The existence that is shoulder-to-shoulder with the mythical beast is really not something that can be ignored.

After leaving the mountains, the little unicorn fled back to Zhao Yun Danhai.

Zhao Yun, on the other hand, held the map in his hand and looked all the way to determine the direction. Dapeng's speed increased sharply.

During this period, he transformed into two clones, one running towards Qianqiu City and the other running towards the Imperial Capital.

There are some things that it is best to inform everyone in advance, such as...mysterious people and spell casters. Those who are cursed, such as Sikong Jiannan and Dao Bufan, must be sealed first, so that the spell casters can see through them.

city.

As for the imperial capital, just leave it to the imperial concubine and the others.

Whether it is a ghost or not is not yet certain, so you have to be prepared.

This conspiracy has spread to the entire Great Xia, even the Blood-clothed Ancestor and the Kusha have become mysteries, and who knows how many more Heavenly Martial Realms will fall into this trap.

Therefore, on any day, the world may be in chaos. Therefore, it is still necessary to strengthen one's own strength. The unification of the five meridians is imminent, and it is imperative to find as many allies as possible.

"Not Gui Ming?"

After hearing the news, Princess Yu Ling, Long Zhan, Yang Xuanzong and Linglong all looked shocked.

If it wasn't Gui Ming, that would be embarrassing.

Just a few days ago, they had wiped out all of Gui Ming's direct descendants. Up to now, he was still in prison? In the end, it was not him. With Gui Ming's temperament, it would be strange if he didn't get angry when he came back.

Of course, people cannot let go easily.

Whether it is a ghost or not, there is no final conclusion yet.

So the question arises, who is the person who cast the spell?

According to the information given by Zhao Yun, the other party is an immortal, at least a quasi-immortal. Apart from them, he also controls the mind of Tianwu. This is disgusting. An immortal who is so superior can actually do such lowly things.

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At night, a layer of haze enveloped the Imperial Capital and Tianzong.

At night, while Zhao Yun was still on his way, the roc crossed the sky like a golden light.

Walking to a piece of heaven and earth, Zhao Yun looked at one side.

Looking at the map, I saw a familiar word: Dilong Mountain.

The mustache seems to be in Dilong Mountain. I haven't seen it since I left the Huanwu Forest. The old man is an expert in reselling New Year's goods. They are worthless outside. In Tianzong, those things are hard currency. Some are shameless.

It's such an old guy, I feel more loved when I see it than when I see my own mother.

boom!

While he was watching, he suddenly heard a loud roar. By coincidence, it came from the direction of Dilong Mountain, or in other words, from Dilong Mountain. Judging from the sound of the roar, it must be the sound of a battle, and a bloody light could be seen.

Chongxiao.

If you listen carefully, you can seem to hear a roar.

Zhao Yun frowned slightly, what do you mean, someone is looking for trouble?

Dapeng understood and made a sharp turn and headed straight for that direction.

His guess was correct. Someone was really looking for trouble. When he arrived, more than a dozen men in black robes were besieging a mountain peak. There was a small Taoist temple on the mountain peak with a protective formation operating.

"Fire Dragon Clan?"

Zhao Yun glanced at the man in black robes and instantly recognized which force it was, it was the Fire Dragon Clan from the Southern Territory.

During the auction in Agni City, it was the people from the Fire Dragon Clan who defeated the Blood Clothes Sect and the Corpse Clan, and took away the iron box with the Demon Lord's head, well... it was one of the Eight Pagodas.

He only found out about this later.

After all, he had a feud with the Fire Dragon Clan. When he left the Yan family in the past, the Holy Son of the Fire Dragon Clan sent people to hunt him down. Did he always remember this grudge?

I never thought that the Fire Dragon Clan's hand was stretched far enough, and the Southern Territory was not enough for him to cause trouble, so he traveled thousands of miles to Daxia to cause trouble, looking for no one but his good friend with a mustache.

Speaking of the mustache, where are you coughing up blood in the Taoist temple? I haven't seen him for a few days, and he's getting a lot older. He must have cast some kind of forbidden method in order to fight against the strong men of the Fire Dragon Clan, a forbidden method that cost his life.

"Are we still going to fight against trapped beasts?" The strong man from the Fire Dragon Tribe laughed ferociously.

"I have the guts to fight in a one-on-one fight." The mustached man cursed, and bloody spittle flew all over the sky.

When it was over, he held his chest and coughed up blood again.

"Let's see how long you can last." The strong man from the Fire Dragon clan snorted coldly, and his attack became more fierce.

When Zhao Yun saw this, he consciously took out Long Yuan.

However, before he could start his attack, he heard a rustling sound in the dark, which made him look sideways for a moment. He looked at it like this, oh? There was a second group of people, all in bloody robes, reflecting the dim moonlight, like a group of people.

Bloody Ghost, which family are they from?... Bloody Clothes Gate.

Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows at this, it's really fucking weird, how come he can bump into the talents of the Blood Clothes Sect wherever he goes, but he had a fight with his ancestor in Yunyou Valley before?

I'm afraid that until now, the Blood-clothed Sect doesn't even know that his ancestor...has become a mysterious person and has been accused of being a living puppet. He regrets that he couldn't kill the Blood-clothed ancestor.

The strong man from the Blood Clothes Sect did not participate in the battle, but was hiding in the dark. It seemed that he wanted to pick up what was ready.

The mantis stalks the cicada, followed by the oriole.

As everyone knows, what they are playing now is not a yellow bird, but a cicada.

Yes, there is a third group of people, who are also hiding in the dark, and the cover is tighter than the blood-clothed door. However, it is difficult to escape Mr. Zhao's prying eyes. There are only two of the third group of people, both of whom are of quasi-heavenly cultivation.

, also wearing a gray robe. Coincidentally, he is still an old enemy...a member of the Corpse Clan.

"It's so lively tonight!"

Zhao Yun thought to himself, looking around the darkness again, but there was no guarantee that there was a fourth group of people.

Looking at it this way, it was really damn good. He couldn't see the origin, but he could only tell that they were three people. Their concealment skills were extremely high, and the distance was far, so even he couldn't see clearly the reality.

The forces from all directions gathered in Dilong Mountain. They were not just tourists. They all stared at this small Taoist temple and their mustaches, making people think that there was an unparalleled treasure in the hands of that guy.

An ordinary man is not guilty of a crime, but he has a treasure in his possession. Examples like this are common. Since there are so many people, we have to change our approach. The strong corpse clan has two corpse puppets. If one is killed, three will be killed. Deal with them first.

right way.

Looking back from the Taoist temple, Zhao Yun looked into the darkness, held his breath, used a high-level concealment talisman, and escaped all the way.

Hidden like this, the two corpse clan strongmen were unaware of the battle. They were watching the battle with great interest, and occasionally glanced at the Blood Clothes Gate. They thought they were the last oriole, waiting for the snipe and clam to fight for the fisherman's profit.

Woolen cloth?

"Let's go."

Zhao Yun shot out in an instant, and the head of the first corpse clan member was removed with a sword. He was still confused until he died. Are you watching a show? Why did you lose your brain?

"you...."

The people of the Second Corpse Clan were awe-inspiring, puzzled and shocked. In addition to the Fire Dragon Clan and the Blood Clothes Sect, there was another group of people hiding on this mountain peak. They were mysterious and terrifying. A quasi-celestial being was instantly killed in one encounter.
To be continued...