Chapter 1830 Everyone Wants It

Whoosh!

After Zhao Yun left the teleportation domain gate, he disappeared like a ghost.

There was no mistaking it, it was definitely his natal sword, he smelled it.

However, he called and summoned several times, but Long Yuan was nowhere to be seen.

Moreover, Long Yuan's aura was very weak, and seemed to be absent for a few moments.

According to what he thought, his sword should be locked, not only sealed, but also strangely covered.

Following the faint breath, he entered a sea of ​​stars.

There are many islands in the sea, and there are also many rough waves, which are hazy.

There were few people here, at least there was not a single person, not even a bird, along the way.

But just like this sea of ​​stars, there is a great universe hidden inside.

Look at the islands, they are all shining with a faint light.

That was the formation. There was a large formation in the sea of ​​​​stars, and the level was not low.

The formation was good, but it couldn't stop him and he easily crossed the universe.

Deep in the starlight, there is a small island, forming a large world by itself. Looking from the outside in, it is a blur, with the prototype of a mountain, and many strange phenomena are evolving.

"If you can cross the great formation set up by me, you...are definitely not an unknown person."

As soon as Zhao Yun arrived, he heard vague words coming from the small island. There should be a hidden master hidden in it.

"Demigod." Zhao Yun silently opened his eyes, parted the clouds and fog on the island, and saw at the deepest point, there was a white-haired scholar sitting on the bank of the river fishing, his aura was completely natural.

There is a sword hanging beside the white-haired scholar, which is his Long Yuan.

As he expected, Long Yuan was locked, and a purple light shrouded the sword body.

In addition to his Long Yuan, he also saw an acquaintance, the disciple of Black and White Shuangsha: Little Fairy.

Just like Long Yuan, the little fairy was also locked up, just like a little book boy, standing quietly behind the white-haired young man.

Zhao Yun was watching, and so was the white-haired scholar. After a few glances, his brows furrowed slightly. The man in black robe outside the island was obviously of high moral character. With his demigod-level vision, he couldn't even see through the honor.

"Tianjishu... Taoist people." The white-haired scholar said in his heart.

"I want to take away that fairy and that sword." Zhao Yun said calmly.

"Junior, you are so arrogant."

The white-haired young man closed his eyes and just fished leisurely.

As he finished speaking, a scorching sun rose into the sky from the island.

The sun has thousands of rays, each one is like an indestructible sword.

Mr. Zhao crossed the island barrier in one step without even looking.

As for the sun, it was destroyed on the spot with a casual flash of his sword.

"What a little fairy king." The white-haired scholar smiled leisurely and performed a performance of stars in the sky, more evil than the sun. The starlight hanging down for nine days was like a waterfall, extremely transformative and annihilating.

Boom!

What responded to him was the sky filled with lightning and billions of thunder tearing apart.

Okay! The stars in the sky were not working well, and they were destroyed in pieces.

"The Heavenly Thunder Jue of Taichu?" The white-haired scholar frowned.

"But we still have to fight." Zhao Yun stepped into the small bamboo forest.

This time, he showed his true colors without covering up.

The white-haired scholar couldn't help but be stunned when he saw it. The little fairy looked even more stunned when she saw it. She was stunned for a second and didn't forget to rub her eyes with her little hands. She saw it wrong. Was that Zhao Yun?

"You are still alive." The white-haired scholar finally stood up.

"Yes, alive." Zhao Yun reached out and summoned Long Yuan to see him. He also untied its seal and destroyed the purple light enveloping Mu Sword's body.

"Boss."

The confinement was broken, Long Yuan's spiritual wisdom returned instantly, and he choked with sobs.

It's been three years, it's been in a state of confusion for three years, and it's unbelievable that its master is still alive.

"I'm late." Zhao Yun said hoarsely and brought the little fairy with him.

"Are you really Zhao Yun?" The little fairy raised her little face, her clear eyes round.

"It's me." Zhao Yun flicked his sleeves and released the little fairy from his imprisonment.

Looking at the white-haired scholar again, he had dropped the bamboo pole and turned around to run away.

Tonight, I'm showing off my coolness. Who knows who's coming is actually the Holy Son of Da Luo.

That was a ruthless man, a ruthless man who had slaughtered gods, and yet he was resurrected.

"Don't let him run away, he was the one who killed the old magic stick and the fat immortal." The little fairy shouted.

boom!

Zhao Yun's soul felt as if he had been stabbed, his body trembled violently, and the evil energy suddenly appeared.

No wonder the scholar in white wants to run away. He is an enemy of the Immortal Sect, so what else can he say?

Whoosh!

The white-haired scholar's legs and feet were numb, and he escaped into nothingness in an instant.

"You...can you leave?" Zhao Yun ordered the thunder, flooding the world.

Well!

The white-haired scholar groaned and was forced out on the spot, in a state of embarrassment.

Before he could stand firm, Zhao Yun had already arrived, and Da Luo Tian's hand flew down from the sky.

"Do you really think I'm afraid of you?" The white-haired scholar no longer had a leisurely posture, but showed a ferocious look. There was an aurora in his body that shot to the sky, which was a treasure seal that forcibly broke through the five-fingered hand.

He said harsh words, but he never changed his mind.

Zhao Yun quit, and the sword of Zhuxian spread across the nine heavens.

puff!

The white-haired scholar bled on the spot, and half of his body was chopped off.

Before it was over, after the Immortal Killing Technique, there was a mountain of burial coffins.

What evolved together with the divine coffin was the dazzling eternal throne.

Click!

The white-haired scholar did not resist the beating, and the remaining half of his body was crushed to pieces.

Fortunately, he had his natal magic weapon to support him, otherwise Zhao Yun's attack would have been enough for him to get on his way.

"Master...save me."

The white-haired scholar howled and drew a Milky Way with his sword.

The Milky Way is hanging in the sky, and the energy of the gods is revealed.

Speaking of Master, the Master really came. The moment the Milky Way appeared, he saw a figure walking across the Milky Way. It was a Taoist in green, and his body was glowing with the brilliance of the gods.

"That's... Ancient God Putian?" the little fairy said.

"It's a narrow road for enemies!" Zhao Yun's eyes sparkled.

Ancient God Putian! The owner of the Universal Divine Mirror, the four gods who previously attacked the Yi Clan, carried his Universal Divine Mirror there. If it weren't for the divine mirror, they would not have been able to find the Wing Clan.

The so-called enemies are on a narrow road refers to the bloody battle that year.

Among the hundreds of gods who besieged him, there was also this guy.

"Eternal body?" Ancient God Putian was surprised.

"You're fine." Zhao Yun said coldly and calmly.

"How... is this possible?" Ancient God Putian, who had just stepped out of the Milky Way, shrank back again. The god could not hide his shock in his eyes. Back then, he saw Zhao Yun being buried with his own eyes.

"It's better to choose a day than to hit it."

Zhao Yun ascended to the sky with one step, and when he landed, he crushed the Milky Way with his feet.

Ancient God Putian, who was still in shock, was unable to stand firm due to the shock.

Before he could regain his footing, he had already taken off, running faster than his disciple.

Buzz!

Zhao Yun took out the Evil God's War Spear and shattered its Heavenly Spirit Cap with one blow.

With a scream, Ancient God Putian fell into the sky, and he was completely stunned.

Without the natal weapon to protect the body, it would not feel good to receive this blow.

As for the natal weapon, he still wonders: Some people borrow things but don't exchange them?

Whoosh!

When Zhao Yun came to kill him, he didn't say a word nonsense and just swung his spear and smashed it.

"Damn...the Emperor's Divine Weapon." Ancient God Pu Tian ran away in a state of mind.

"Come back." Zhao Yun scolded, and quickly changed positions with him.