"But I don't know what you want to say, senior," Zhao Yun said in a vague and quiet tone.

"I have been a little book boy for three years, so I will give up on this matter." The Taoist priest in purple said with a smile.

"Don't do it." Mr. Zhao said, and he breathed a sigh of relief at the golden sword. When he was done, he didn't forget to wipe it with his sleeve. It made it shiny, so that he could use it to chop people later.

Someone...is going to be miserable.

This is the inner voice of all the Immortal Kings in Zhao Yun Zi Mansion.

This is also the meaning represented by the demeanor of the Demon Lord and the Demon Queen at this moment.

Zhao Yun!...They understand him too well.

Whenever Zhao Yun cleans his weapons, someone will suffer disaster.

"Junior, there are people outside the world." The purple-clothed Taoist smiled gently and kindly, and the meaning of his words was obvious. I am a demigod, and a demigod stronger than the old Taoist Xueyin.

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly disappeared.

He appeared again and was already fighting in front of Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun had already predicted that he would use space to cross the sky and ascend to the sky. Then he slashed the sky with a sword of hundreds of feet. The golden light was bright and the power of the tyrannical sword changed the color of the world.

"This knife is barely enough to see."

The purple-robed Taoist smiled leisurely and waved his sleeves to draw a Milky Way.

The demigods indeed have strong capital, and Yinhe can cut off the sword light with ease.

"You...are indeed better than the old Taoist Xueyin."

When Zhao Yun spoke, his hair seemed to be doing tricks.

The white color of the evil spirit, the blood color of the demonic path and the golden color of the eternal despair, all change in an instant. Each time the momentum changes, the momentum goes one step further, and the majestic golden energy and blood sweeps across the sky and the earth.

"This is so decent." The purple-robed Taoist stroked his beard and looked very handsome.

"Senior, you haven't seen the ancestor of my family yet!" Zhao Yun said suddenly.

Taoist Ziyi was a little confused when he heard this. What do you mean, are you trying to scare me with Zi Zaitian?

"It looks like I haven't seen it before." Zhao Yun said, and consciously called out the shadow of the ancestor.

boom!

As soon as Zi Zi Tian appeared, half of the vast sky collapsed.

It was even worse below. The Immortal King standing in the void fell with a roar, and the towering mountains and even the palaces on the peaks were destroyed by explosions because they could not withstand the pressure.

The sky is filled with rubble.

The sky is filled with blue bricks and tiles.

It is unknown how many people were buried.

Uh...!

The purple-robed Taoist who was calm and calm a second ago now groaned in a muffled voice.

He didn't stand firm, he staggered a step, and almost fell from the void, his appearance was in a miserable state.

"Then...that's Zi Zi Tian?" The strong man from the Mingwang Sect was astonished.

Yes, she is definitely the ancestor of the Immortal Sect. They have all seen her portrait.

Even they knew it, let alone the purple-robed Taoist. No wonder Zhao Yun asked him if he had seen it before. It turned out to be this. Although he was not an innocent person, this phantom was indeed terrifying.

"A god?"

Both the Demon Lord and the Demon Queen looked stunned. This must be the first time they saw this magnificent scene.

Just a shadow! Half of the sky collapsed, and half of the Mingwang Sect was destroyed.

The most frightening thing was that even the Taoist in purple, who was a demigod, was so suppressed that he could not stand firm.

"This cabbage is very juicy."

In terms of strength, he has to be the devil.

Don't ask...asking is just a piece of cake.

According to his judgment, except for that bitch Luna, everyone else can do it.

"Can this little shadow of a god suppress me?"

The purple-robed Taoist stood firm with a sudden step, his immortal body trembling greatly.

Centered around him, a big world unfolded.

It was a vast fairyland, dotted with the sun and moon, and filled with stars.

Not to mention, his natal vision is so good that he can withstand the pressure of the virtual shadow of Zi Zi Tian.

However, this phantom has more than just coercion.

"Daluo Tianshou." Zhao Yun's energy and blood rose, and a palm came down from the sky.

Just like him, the shadow of Zizaitian is also a palm across the sky, and the crystal jade hand covers the sky.

boom!

Half of the sky had just collapsed, and with this palm, the other half also collapsed.

The power of Zhao Yun's palm was too powerful and overbearing, and with the blessing of Zuizai Tianxuying, this palm created a scene of destruction of heaven and earth. Wherever it passed, even the universe was in chaos.

Looking at the old Taoist in purple, his expression suddenly changed.

He thought that the shadow of Zi Zi Tian only had coercion.

Now it seems that this is obviously not an ordinary shadow.

"Come."

The purple-robed Taoist shouted loudly, raised his hands to the sky, and carved seal characters between his palms.

His natal vision was also brought to its ultimate expression at this moment.

He was as fierce as a tiger in one operation, but his defense was only 0.5%. When Da Luotian's hand fell, everything was just a decoration, and the vision of his life and the great world were destroyed in an instant.

boom!

The ground shook, and a five-fingerprint a hundred feet large was punched out.

As for the old man in purple, there is a big character in the five-fingerprint that is quite upright.

"This...this..."

The strong man from the Mingwang Sect was shocked, his eyes full of horror.

Demigod! He was knocked down by the quasi-immortal king's palm.

"I... don't believe it."

The purple-clothed old Taoist howled angrily and forcefully held up Zhao Yun's big hand.

If you don't believe it, it's easy to say that Mr. Zhao's foot has stepped down from the sky, and it is stronger than the previous one.

Power works miracles.

The law of force increases holdings.

Bang!

There was another thundering roar.

The purple-clothed old man who had just stood up was stepped on by a foot before he could stand upright. The crackling sound of his bones was clearly audible. Not to mention the physical pain, it was damn painful to hear it.

ah...!

The howl of the purple-robed old Taoist seemed to have become a roar coming from his soul.

He wanted to get up, but the soles of Zhao Yun's feet were as heavy as an eight-thousand-foot giant mountain, weighing him down so that he could not move. It was difficult to use any of his cultivation practices or fundamental laws.

"What are you looking at? Run away!"

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He was talking about the strong men of the Mingwang Sect, and even the demigods knelt down, just looking at him.

"I'm afraid I'm scared to death."

The devil is a spectator, and when he speaks he speaks the truth.

The strong men of the Mingwang Sect were scared to death!

A dignified demi-god faced a quasi-immortal king with a knife, a palm and a kick, and he knelt down neatly. This was such a lawless scene. It was the first time they had seen it, and because it was the first time they had seen it, they were particularly shocked.

Shocked, so shocked that I forgot my own situation.

"God's punishment... thunderous."

Zhao Yun ignored the old man in purple and directly opened the Taichu Heavenly Thunder Technique.

The strange thing is that his cold snort seemed to be echoed by a female voice.
To be continued...