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Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty Eight

A huge fire exploded in the sky, and the clouds were burned into the shape of fire clouds. Although it was not yet dusk, it was still very dazzling.

boom!

The sound after the Taoist explosion resounded in the clouds, like muffled thunder, making people feel panicked and afraid to run out.

The clouds were thick and dense. Su Zhao and the two men in white sometimes hid in the clouds and sometimes emerged, but each had their own precautions.

This person's cultivation is too strong and he is invincible. The two looked at each other, and the older practitioner in white said coldly.

So what should we do? Didn’t the man named Lin tell us that this person only has the cultivation level of the seventh level of Daoji? Both of us have the cultivation level of the seventh level of Daoji, but we are not this person’s opponent. This person

He must have hidden his cultivation. Damn it, I said that Lin was uneasy and kind-hearted! The younger white-clothed cultivator cursed endlessly.

The elder white-clothed practitioner also frowned tightly. The two of them crossed each other's horns, guarding against Su Zhao opposite him. The older white-clothed practitioner said: It seems we need to find a way to escape. This person's cultivation is profound.

Although his realm is in the seventh realm of Daoji, his strength far exceeds that of the seventh realm of Daoji. There is no chance that we can defeat him together. We can only find other ways or run away directly!

The older practitioner in white said: Run away.

The two looked at each other and fired a fire spell at Su Zhao at the same time. The two of them each chose a direction to escape. Even if Su Zhao went to chase them, he could only kill one person. But the other person could

Take this opportunity to escape and leave here completely.

Su Zhao reached out and waved, and a crimson god appeared above his head. There was a cold look in the god's eyes, and he slashed at the two flames with a sword.

This time, the two flames were just a bluff, not as powerful as the initial flames, which could injure practitioners in the seventh realm of Daoji.

Su Zhao watched the two people escape, then randomly found one of them, and controlled Broken Wood to quickly pursue the younger white-clothed practitioner.

After attacking me, you saw that you couldn't beat me, so you ran away for your life? You two inexperienced guys, you were deceived, and you dare to challenge me. Su Zhao speeded up and caught up with the younger practitioner in white.

Su Zhao formed a seal with his hands, and a huge ball of spiritual power condensed on Su Zhao's hand. Su Zhao felt the majestic power of this ball of spiritual power and struck it with one blow.

Huge spiritual power instantly came to the side of the younger white-clothed practitioner. The spiritual power condensed by Su Zhao's hands was more than just one kind of spiritual power. There were several forces connected with each other. He came here quickly.

behind the person.

The younger white-clothed practitioner felt the terrifying spiritual power fluctuations behind him, and his eyes changed. When he turned around, he saw a huge spiritual power, larger than his body, sticking behind him.

boom!

The sound of the explosion was heard far in the sky, like muffled thunder, turning into huge thunder and spreading.

These thunders condensed and became the most basic thunder light, dissipating in the heaven and earth.

As for the younger practitioner in white who was at the center of the explosion, his white clothes had been burned, with only two or three blackened fragments protecting key parts of his body.

Poof! The younger practitioner in white spit out a mouthful of blood, and the flying sword under his feet was a little unsteady.

The younger white-clothed cultivator used all his spiritual power to resist Su Zhao's spiritual power explosion. He had no extra power and flew into the sky again, falling staggeringly from the sky.

The older white-clothed practitioner fled for his life with his sword. He suddenly heard the sound of a huge explosion. There was sadness in his eyes: Junior Brother, don't worry. When I reach the Condensing Core Realm, I will definitely find this thief to avenge you.

The younger white-clothed practitioner once again channeled his spiritual power onto the flying sword at his feet. His speed became even faster, flying quickly towards the sky.

The younger cultivator in white fell to the ground. He was covering his chest, his face was pale, and there was blood on the corners of his mouth. Su Zhao sat on a broken piece of wood and fell in front of him, looking at him quietly.

Humph, I have to do whatever I want to kill or cut into pieces, my skills are not as good as others, I have nothing to say. But don’t be happy too early, the entire people around Donghai City already know about you, even if you seize other people’s treasures,

Even if you can kill me, you can't kill all the righteous people in the world! The younger white-clothed practitioner snorted and faced the death threat Su Zhao brought to him.

Su Zhao did nothing, just looked at him quietly, which made the younger white-clothed cultivator feel chilly. Facing death, even a brave person would have a trace of fear in his heart, the fear of death.

Anxiety about the unknown.

I won’t kill you, but I don’t understand why you can believe someone else’s words. Su Zhao looked at the younger white-clothed practitioner, and his voice went straight into the heart of the younger white-clothed practitioner: Then Lin Wu

Ce said that I stole his treasure, and you brothers came to hunt me down. What treasures did you want to take away? But have you ever thought about it, in fact, there is no treasure, and you might just be his to deal with me.

Just a small chess piece?

The face of the younger white-clothed practitioner was even more ugly. Compared to being killed by Su Zhao, Su Zhao's questions made the younger white-clothed practitioner feel even more chilled.

The younger white-clothed practitioner was thinking about how he and his senior brother could easily believe Lin's words to deal with Su Zhao?

What did he say? Su Zhao asked.

The younger white-clothed practitioner repeated Lin Wuce's words, which made Su Zhao want to laugh. Su Zhao looked at the younger white-clothed practitioner with pitiful eyes, and Su Zhao said disdainfully: It's just a hearsay.

You dare to risk your lives to deal with me because of the inheritance of a strong person in the Golden Core Realm. If there really is an inheritance from a strong person in the Golden Core Realm, what kind of cultivation do you think I am now?

The younger practitioner in white said a little aggrievedly: Haven't you got all the treasures yet? If you get all the treasures, you will definitely get the inheritance of a strong man in the Golden Core Realm.

Su Zhao sneered and looked at the younger white-clothed practitioners with deep contempt, but Su Zhao couldn't fall into Lin Wuse's trick and let these people come to stir up hatred. Even if they really made enemies, these people would be the ones to do it.

Seek revenge on Lin Wuce.

Su Zhao said: Huh, Lin Wuse is not a good person. He is cunning by nature. He wanted to rob a group of passing practitioners, but I stopped him. He hates me in his heart, so he is looking for trouble from me! He is articulate and can

He is eloquent and often fabricates the inheritance of strong people in the Condensing Core Realm and the inheritance of strong people in the Golden Core Realm to trick others into taking action against me. I have encountered him more than once or twice.

Impossible, we two brothers swore an oath when we saw him! The younger practitioner in white was still a little reluctant to believe it, but he already knew the truth in his heart.

Su Zhao sneered, looked at the younger white-clothed cultivator, shook his head and said: In the beginning, in order to survive under my hand, he also swore a lot of poisonous oaths, but he is still living well now. I doubt there is anything in him to avoid.

Only after passing the magic weapon of the heavenly oath will I use the poisonous oath as a punishment that will not come true to deceive you and get your help.

Ah! Impossible. The younger practitioner in white roared loudly, and the only remaining piece of burnt black cloth on his body was shattered.

Believe it or not, Su Zhao did not kill the younger white-clothed practitioner and let him live. Since Lin Wuce wanted these people to attack him, Su Zhao could use the same method to fight back.

Moreover, Su Zhao only hurts people but does not kill, which makes people more trustworthy than Lin Wuce's tricks.

In the eyes of the weak, there is no need for a strong person to deceive them by saying too many words to a strong person who can kill them easily, because it is the easiest and fastest way for a strong person to kill a weak person than to make up lies.

Su Zhao rode away on a broken tree, leaving behind a young practitioner with naked hands and heavy hands, sitting on the ground denying himself. Not long after Su Zhao left, the younger practitioner came to his senses and raised a stick in his hand.

A spiritual secret was activated, and the spiritual secret turned into a cloud and flew into the sky.

Half an hour later, the older practitioner in white came with a sword and saw the young practitioner. The older practitioner in white was shocked and fell from the sky with a little light in his eyes: Junior Brother, you are still alive!

The young practitioner said: Brother, we were really deceived by that man surnamed Lin. This young man is a good man. He did not kill me. Instead, he taught me some great truths. Now I understand, who is it?

He is the real evil person! And we are just pawns in the hands of the benefactor. We have all been deceived.

The young practitioner told the matter to the older practitioner in white. The older practitioner in white immediately changed his expression and said bitterly: Junior brother, we are really unworthy of being villains. You heal your wounds first, and I will protect your path.

, when you recover from your injuries, we will find you one or two more clothes to change into, and we will go deal with that man named Lin together!

Yes! The young practitioner nodded.

The older practitioner in white took off his coat and put it on for the younger practitioner.

Su Zhao rode on the broken wood and continued towards Fan Guangcheng. Su Zhao never thought that in order to deal with him, Lin Wuce would even dare to utter the oath of heaven. Is he really not afraid that the oath of heaven will be fulfilled and he will never be reincarnated?

However, Su Zhao didn't have much to do with Lin Wuce, so he recorded all these little things for Lin Wuce, and later took a few more treasures from Lin Wuce's hands as the price for Lin Wuce's frame-up.

Su Zhao has now given up following Taoist Tianyi to watch the excitement in order to hunt for treasure. The four yellow paper treasure maps in Su Zhao's hands are one. In order to thank Su Zhao, the unknown strong man in the Condensation Realm deliberately gave these treasure maps.

A treasure map was handed over to Su Zhao.

Su Zhao also wanted to find all the treasures on the treasure map, and was even worried that all the treasures in some places had been taken away.


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