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Chapter 47 Overthrow the Heavenly Court!

Some people want to overcome tribulation in the city, and I don’t know how many monks and warriors are paying attention.

Zhao Zimo definitely didn't want to pass the tribulation today. He had not yet fully understood the Yin God, so how could he be willing to pass the tribulation? Just when he wanted to disperse part of his cultivation and solidify the Yin God again.

A long sigh spread to the sky.

Then... the thunder clouds dissipated, and there was no abnormal movement.

A group of monks flying high in the air couldn't help but look at the 33rd floor. Wu Potian, you are so fucking domineering. If you want to overcome the tribulation, you sighed and shattered the catastrophe cloud.

Although the Crack Fairy City is all yours, you can also argue with Tiandao, are you too much?

But they misunderstood. Wu Potian seemed to know that he didn't want to overcome the tribulation, so he took the blame on himself, but instead followed Zhao Zimo's wishes.

So in the face of this situation, he naturally did not intend to show up, but just hid quietly in the retreat room and continued to consolidate his cultivation.

After three days, the Yin God who traveled thousands of miles a day, the silver light flashed on the surface, and he had already achieved great perfection in the physical realm. He could overcome the thunder tribulation at any time to achieve the realm of transformation!

…………………………

And on the second day after he broke through the out-of-body realm.

Three people came in inexplicably, and even Wu Potian was unaware of it, and they came directly outside Zhao Zimo's courtyard.

When he heard someone knocking on the door, Zhao Zimo, who was confused, pushed open the door with anger and saw these three people.

He couldn't help but widen his eyes. Two of them turned out to be masters and senior sisters, and there was a young man with a sword beside them.

When Zhao Zimo saw the pitch-black sword, he couldn't help but think of the immortal sword that was always floating in the air in the seventh courtyard of the Fairy Peak, and this should be the fifth senior brother.

As for why he lives in the seventh courtyard, it is all because although Lin Shixian is a junior sister, she has to live in the second courtyard, so others will give it to her.

Li Daochun, who looked like a young Taoist, was still the same Taoist robe that was stepping on the head of the Immortal Peak. He glanced at Zhao Zimo who opened his mouth and put his finger next to his mouth with a smile, telling him not to speak.

Senior sister Lin Shixian still looked cold, but at this moment she had a trace of evil spirit in her eyes, and Zhao Zimo also heard that she often chased and killed disciples of Daotian Sect.

In the past three years, Lin Shixian killed no fewer people than him. In short, the Immortal Emperor of Heaven made the three masters and disciples of Taxian Peak become devils that everyone shouted to beat, but few people dared to attack them.

Even if Zhao Zimo was angry and provoked many immortal sects, they dared to stop him. In the end, these guys knew that he had a true immortal clone, so there were really few immortal sects coming to provoke him.

But the disciples of Daotian Sect were all killed and injured, and the land gods didn't know how many people fell. Faced with this situation, it has to be said that the leader of Daotian Sect didn't know if the ancestor did something wrong. Li Daochun and others from the unsected sect were obviously more unscrupulous. Where did the Daotian Sect come from so many real immortal realms to face them?

He was the only one who wanted to surround Li Daochun and could do nothing.

What's more, with the ability to cover the sky, Li Daochun, who returned to the peak, was obviously better. Lin Shixian is a sword immortal in the Immortal Realm. His combat power is extraordinary and his sword control speed is really not up to the ordinary people.

In the end, he could only block Zhao Zimo... Unfortunately, his true body did not die in the end, and his clone ran away. Now the Daotian Sect has declined too much.

"They... are they?" Tang Zhirou knew that someone was visiting and could put on her formal clothes from the bed. She was standing next to Zhao Zimo with a shy look on her face, with a little awkward expression. After all, the person who could make Zhao Zimo pay so much attention was nothing more than his master!

And the master is like an elder, Tang Zhirou feels like seeing her parents-in-law, not to mention that these people are amazing. They all dare to kill immortals and demons and stomp the underworld, so they can definitely look up to them...

Especially after seeing Lin Shixian, she couldn't help but open her mouth slightly. She couldn't imagine that there was such a beautiful woman in the world. No wonder Lin Shixian five hundred years ago could almost attract men in the entire Dongzhou and even the world.

"I've seen it, Master, Senior Sister, Senior Brother!" Zhao Zimo hurriedly bowed and said when he saw Li Daochun snapping his fingers.

Tang Zhirou blinked and stood behind Zhao Zimo and bowed the same way.

"This is Zhirou, her surname is Tang!"

Li Daochun glanced at her casually and nodded: "Well, have you been in the Crack Fairy City recently?"

"Please, Master, I've been in good condition recently." Zhao Zimo smirked.

"I won't go in, sit outside and talk." Li Daochun just wanted to talk to him about something, but did not plan to stay here for a long time.

Tang Zhirou quickly took out two chairs, handed them to Lin Shixian and Senior Brother Qi, and then glanced at Zhao Zimo: "I'll go make tea..."

"Yes!" Zhao Zimo watched Tang Zhirou leave this place of right and wrong.

He glanced at Lin Shixian, who was even more murderous intent, always felt that the atmosphere was awkward. Fortunately, his senior sister didn't speak, so Zhao Zimo didn't mention the lies he made up...

Li Daochun pointed to the young man wearing a sword. He was young and looked only twenty years old. His breath was mysterious and he was really extraordinary: "This is your fifth senior brother Xiao Bojun. You lived in his yard at the beginning, do you remember?"

"Remember, I still remember the black fairy sword of Brother Fifth." Zhao Zimo looked at him with a smile.

Xiao Bojun's expression was calm, and even when he saw this junior brother, there was no change.

The main reason is that the soul has been tortured in the underworld for five hundred years, and its feelings and feelings seem to have disappeared. Even though Li Daochun saved his expression slightly changed, it only took a moment.

Now three years have passed, and Li Daochun reshaped his body with his cultivation and various treasures of heaven and earth, and he gradually regained his feelings and feelings. At this time, he smiled and said to Zhao Zimo without a smile: "My junior is good at being a clone of the true immortal, and he has not lost his name as a master."

"Haha...yes, yes." Zhao Zimo was not very familiar with this senior brother, so he could only nod in embarrassment.

Fortunately, Li Daochun glanced helplessly at the two guys who couldn't speak, and interrupted them: "Have Wu Potian ever looked for you?"

"He, no!" Zhao Zimo couldn't help asking, "What's wrong, what's Wu Potian asking me for?"

"No, then who helped you dispel the thunder disaster yesterday?"

"Hey, then so, it's not that Wu Potian was tired of the thunder tribulation, but he took the initiative to help me disperse it?" Zhao Zimo asked in surprise.

Li Daochun glanced at the gaze that came over and couldn't help but smile and said, "Do you really think he is so kind. He doesn't care about more than 100,000 soldiers who died in battle outside the Chuanxian City. If he can still pay attention to you, he must have some plans."

"Then what does he want to do?" Zhao Zimo couldn't help swallowing.

"Overfall the Heavenly Court!"
Chapter completed!
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