Rebirth of the Devouring Emperor

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The long knife gently waved, and the golden gods cut the Quartet. These practitioners who could resist Zhao Yuande's terrorist attacks were all shattered by the golden gods.

These cultivators are in the realm of two or three small steps. They are all true disciples. They are preparing to go out to experience, but they did not expect to meet Zhao Yuande, and they all made his soul under the sword.

"Well! Where did the devil dare to kill innocents in my true fairy palace and die for me!" Several tall figures flew out.

These figures are all middle-aged and even senior men with strong breath. They were originally the master elders of these true disciples. They wanted to come out to see them off, but they didn't expect to see this tragic scene.

All their faces showed anger that could not last, and they roared and took out their respective treasures and attacked Zhao Yuande.

"Hey! You guys are here!" Zhao Yuande God Realm launched, and the figure rushed directly into the middle of these people.

The bright golden knife cuts the void, but in the blink of an eye these people are killed by him again!

"I didn't expect the knife to be so easy to use!" Zhao Yuande waved the sword in his hand, feeling that the knife was still a half-step chemical treasure, and he couldn't help smiling.

He beheaded these people, swept away the treasures of these people with a big sleeve, and then rushed into the depths of the Zhenxian Palace without stopping.

In just a few short breaths, Zhao Yuande killed three batches of the powerhouses of the True Immortal Hall. If a sect of the True Immortal Hall had not yet been noticed, that would be too bad.

When Zhao Yuande rushed into an empty square, hundreds of people had gathered here.

For the first green-faced old man, his eyes stared at Zhao Yuande with a hatred in his eyes.

"Who are you? Why do you want to kill in my Zhenxian Temple at random! Today you said it is unclear, I will definitely cramp you, pull your soul out and use the fire to roast, you will die hard!" The old man's words were vicious, and his eyes were extremely bitter, making people feel cold in his heart.

Zhao Yuande glanced at the other party and found that the other party's cultivation practice was just like himself, and also entered the early stage of the seventh small step.

"You don't even know me?" Zhao Yuande looked at each other with a weird face, his eyes showing a bit of tyranny.

"You... who are you?" The old-faced old man carefully observed Zhao Yuande, and still did not recognize him, he could not help but asked sharply.

Zhao Yuande can feel his cultivation behavior, and naturally he can also feel Zhao Yuande's cultivation behavior. Behind a strong man of the seventh small step must have the support of terror. It is impossible for ordinary loose cultivation to reach this state.

So he didn't kill him as soon as he came up, but he asked angrily.

"He... he is Zhao Yuande! I know this face, it is definitely Zhao Yuande!" A middle-aged man suddenly looked at Zhao Yuande like a ghost, his voice full of incredible.

"Zhao Yuande?" The old man with green face shook his head involuntarily. "Absolutely impossible! We just shot out twelve Tuxian warships to kill him. How could he appear here? And how old is Zhao Yuande?" , How could it be possible to practice to the seventh small step, which is absolutely impossible!"

"Haha! Old things you said are not bad! I am indeed not Zhao Yuande!" Zhao Yuande laughed and pointed to the green-faced old man, "Although I am not Zhao Yuande, but it is Zhao Yuande, I am one of his avatars, stay An avatar practicing in the Galaxy Sect!"

"Zhao Yuande's doppelganger... even practiced to the seventh small step!" The green-faced old man's face changed, and he couldn't believe it.

"I'm too lazy to talk to you too!" The golden light of Zhao Yuande's long knife soared into the sky, spurting in all directions, and suddenly turned into countless terrible blades.

How could these people think that Zhao Yuande said to do it, there was no aura at all.

What is even more ridiculous is that these people are really too close together. As soon as the terrible blade started, they suddenly felt the terrible death crisis coming.

Everyone suddenly panicked, and suddenly did not know how many people were cut by the terrible golden blade, the residual limbs flew in blood, and there was a mess in the scene.

"Good thief! Let me die!" The green-faced old man watched Zhao Yuande suddenly erupt, and beheaded not knowing how many fellows, suddenly furious, a long sword in his hand, and Zhao Yuande were fighting together.

Zhao Yuande felt the combat effectiveness of the blue-faced old man, much worse than himself. If he really wanted to kill him, he might not need ten breaths.

The opponent's soul only reached the sixth small step, and the physical body could not be compared with him. Even if it was more than cultivation, he only realized a supreme heaven!

However, he did not rush to kill him, but while fighting him, he constantly attacked the other true fairy palace strongmen.

In just a dozen breathing time, as many as hundreds of powerful real fairy palace dies in Zhao Yuande's hands.

"The evil thief stopped!" The green-faced old man watched Zhao Yuande beheading his disciple, suddenly roaring again and again.

But this has no effect at all, Zhao Yuande's mouth is slightly curled, and his body is erratic, like ghosts appearing next to the disciples of Zhenxian Temple, killing them one by one.

"Ancestral ancestors! If you don't take action, our Zhenxian Palace will be destroyed!" The green-faced old man saw this situation, and there was no other way but to let the ancestors out of the customs.

"Hey!"

Deep inside the Zhenxian Temple, a heavy sigh came.

The figure of an old man did not know when he appeared in the void.

Zhao Yuande felt as if he was being stared at by a powerful opponent. He couldn't help but dare to be too careless. He stopped the mad killing in his hand and turned to look at the old man in the void.

"Old ancestor!" The blue-faced old man saw the old man appear, and he looked at him suddenly, and hurriedly bowed to salute.

"Forget it!" The old man waved his hand, but instead of focusing on the blue-faced old man, he fell on Zhao Yuande.

"You are the ancestor of the True Immortal Palace?" Zhao Yuande looked up and down at his opponent carefully.

This person's cultivation is unfathomable, and there is an unusually powerful breath on his body. The obvious treasure is powerful, and it may be a chemical fairy.

"You are Zhao Yuande's doppelganger?" The old man's eyebrows were long and narrow, his eyes were bright as if they were two swords, and there was a sharp air in his body that kept stirring.

"As a strong man at the top of the seventh small step, instead of fighting against aliens, you are nested in the Zhenxian Palace for cultivation, which really makes me a little curious. Are you so afraid of death?" Instead of asking himself, he was too lazy to talk nonsense with the other party and directly asked the sharpest question.