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Chapter 1081 I and the Emperor Kill God III(1/3)

Chapter 1081 I Kill the God in the Emperor's City (3)

Eric and Ye Pinglu, the two ministers of Tianxuyuan, are also false gods now.

Being able to reach the level of false god is already due to the expansion of the Tiandong Alliance, the continuous supply of resources, and its own talents.

But Zhao Guangli...

From the very beginning, when I was participating in the Heavenly Death Battle and killing nobles, I was just a trainee.

Only how many years?

How many years has this been?

When Zhao Guangli was forced to leave the Emperor's Capital by Cronus, he was only of high rank.

"As soon as you enter the super, are you eager to take revenge?"

Ye Pinglu whispered: "It's too urgent, it's too urgent."

At the beginning, Tianqi Academy trained Zhao Guangli as a neutral faction.

I just didn't expect that Zhao Guangli would grow up too fast.

However, no matter what, Ye Pinglu did not think that Zhao Guangli could defeat Cronus Rhine now.

Zhao Guangli's hunters do not have an advantage in frontal combat, even though they now possess strange abilities.

"Should have waited a little longer."



Separation between people.

This time, all forces were shaken.

The whole human race is shaking.

On this day, a new superpower was born in the human world.

But at the same time, a voice that traveled through eternity also appeared.

"He's back."

Thalia family.

Thalia looked grim.

Behind them, Futaba and Razor said nothing.

"His body is in the universe. This is a certain fact. Someone used a high-standard [reception ceremony]."

There is no other possibility.

Only the one from the Song Dynasty.

Thalia knew very well that she was not completely on Zhao Guangli's side.

Different from Song Tingying, a loyal supporter of Zhao Guangli.

When Cronus targeted the Song clan, Thalia did not take action.

Just develop with peace of mind, make good friends with many forces, and be good at dancing.

It can be called the second Chaolengchuan.

And Thalia like this is what makes the nobles most at ease.

"He has really become a super strong man."

Thalia whispered.

Behind him, his two most capable assistants remained silent.

Who would have thought that the young man in Green City who was almost killed by the ruler of the Dark Cult would become the supreme superpower in a few years?

"Master, what should I do?"

Futaba spoke at this moment.

Thalia thought.

Zhao Guangli, and Cronus.

Which one to choose?

"Choose neither."

Thalia said coldly: "Nobles never put their eggs in one basket."

Thalia is just a noble.

It has always been a nobleman.

It should be said that the vast majority of nobles think so.

Li Clan, Rothschild family...

Of course, there are several different ones.

For example……

"It's his voice!"

"It can't be wrong."

Yuan clan mansion.

Three years later, Yuan Celadon has lost its initial childishness.

"I know, I know, Zhao Guangli can definitely do it!"

She held the communicator in her hand.

"Trevithick, Chao Yiji, did you hear that?"

Two voices came from the communicator.

Unable to conceal my excitement.

"kindness."

"I heard it."

"he……"

"Back!"

"As a dreamwalker, I'm back!"



Cronus Rhine.

These days, he always feels a little palpitated.

It was a heart palpitation that had no origin.

As the strongest order mage, his understanding of knowledge transcends everything else, and what he wants to do now is reproduce heirs.

My entire Rhine family was wiped out in the original big incident.

The remaining three or three have either impure blood or do not have any extraordinary power at all, and the ones they were born are also garbage.

"Damn little bastard, Zhao Guangli!"

Cronus was wearing a white robe, and his eyes were full of surliness.

It's all because of that little beast.

hateful!

Not only did he massacre his own family, he also killed his favorite grandson.

He also put a curse on himself.

The curse of inheritance!

What a shame, a shame, a shame, a shame, a shame, a shame, a shame, a shame, a shame, a shame, a shame, a shame, a shame, a shame, a shame!

A mere bastard, a high-level trash, dares to impose a curse on himself as the manipulator of gods!

It's still this curse.

Cronus released the wind to reproduce, and each force would send its most talented females to the now empty mansion in Rhine.

No way.

It's true, it's true.

That guy really blocked his own inheritance!

Old and feeble, old and feeble!

However, the other party is only a senior person after all.
To be continued...
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