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Chapter 1529: Entering the Ancient Site(2/2)

The Thunder Qilin was the first to attack, knocking Wu Yangyang's enemies to their knees. Before they could stand still, the Thunder Sword arrived. Each strike carried the power of Heaven and destroyed everything, not to mention the juniors, even the seniors with strong foundations.

All the blood and bones that were chopped off collapsed.

"Nice job."

The crazy hero who was fighting and then retreating, picked up his sword and went out to kill.

There was also Ling Jue, whose white hair was stained with blood, and he also fought back.

"What a big scene!"

The spectators were speechless and retreated again and again.

The lightning of the Eternal Body is too fierce, so don't miss it.

ah...!

The screams on the battlefield are more pitiful than the wails of evil spirits.

Zhao Yun's Taichu Heavenly Thunder Technique didn't matter, it stunned the whole world and beat it bloody. I don't know how many people were trampled by the unicorn, and I don't know how many people were chopped into pieces by the thunder sword.

"Little tricks."

A cold shout suddenly came from an old man in a python robe.

That was the eighth elder of the Taiqing Palace, standing between heaven and earth, with his hands clasped together, and using the ancient method. With him as the center, a black fairy light could be seen, spreading infinitely in all directions.

The black light is not only mysterious, but also very strange. Wherever it shines, the thunder and unicorns will be destroyed, and the thunder swords will disappear. The devil knows what kind of magical power, and the sky thunder will be defeated to death.

"It's just you."

Zhao Yun carried Long Yuan in his hand and killed him from the top of the mountain.

As the old saying goes, the first bird is shot.

Talents who can overcome the Heavenly Thunder Technique must be given special care.

"Hide your head and show your tail, are you willing to come out?" The eighth elder of Taiqing snorted coldly. Seeing Zhao Yun coming to kill him, he rolled his sleeves and offered a sacrifice, which was a big golden net, the kind that can catch fish.

However, a big net can not only catch fish, but also people.

"With a broken net...catch me?"

Zhao Yun sneered and moved to avoid it easily.

At the same moment, he used his fairy eyes to instantly sacrifice his body with the sword of annihilation.

"Blinking is of no use to me."

The eighth elder of Taiqing smiled ferociously, and he was able to keep up with the speed of the instantaneous body.

He climbed up to the sky in one step, flipped his hand and made a five-finger seal.

Zhao Yungang was about to swing his sword, and the force of the secret restraint came to him, and there were more than one. Who made this world full of enemies? There were many people who cooperated with him.

"The dragon wiggles its tail."

Zhao Yun shouted in his heart, and the golden dragon circled out.

All the imprisonments and restraints were forcefully broken.

Just as the five finger prints fell, they were also smashed to pieces by the dragon's tail.

Uh...!

The eighth elder of Taiqing groaned and took half a step back in shock.

There was a look of shock in his eyes, how could Zhao Yun become so tyrannical in just a few days?

Even though the ancient ruins suppress his cultivation, he is still a genuine Immortal King! His rich heritage is unmatched by the juniors, but now, he was shaken by a dragon's tail and was shaken unsteadily.

Zheng!

In a brief moment, Zhao Yun had already reached with his sword and pierced Changhong with his sword.

It takes ten years to cultivate a sword in the demon world. The power of this sword can destroy everything.

"What a domineering sword spirit."

The eighth elder of Taiqing was frightened again and flew away.

However, at this moment he glanced at Zhao Yun one more time.
Chapter completed!
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