Chapter 793

"Damn it! Are you crazy?" the leader of Xu daozong was furious and appeared in front of the mountain in an instant, suddenly full of anger.

"I'm not crazy! You're crazy!" Zhao Yuande appeared in front of another mountain in an instant. He punched the second mountain again. "Don't talk to me about conditions and let me out, or I'll kill all the disciples in your little world."

Zhao Yuande is also desperate. In order to survive, he can only say sorry to those innocent disciples of xudaozong.

"Damn it! You're going to die, then I'll help you! Tiandao divine fist!" the leader of Xudao sect drank ferociously. He directly mobilized the power of heaven and earth in this small world.

A huge fist fell from the empty air and went towards Zhao Yuande.

"Bang!" Zhao Yuande, wearing the armor made of the eternal tower, was still directly approved for hundreds of miles and smashed many small peaks all the way.

"It hurts!"

Zhao Yuande staggered to his feet. If he hadn't turned the eternal tower into battle armor in advance, I'm afraid this blow would blow him into powder.

"What!" the leader of Xudao sect was shocked to see that Zhao Yuande could still stand up. You know, the fist just now is the power of heaven in this small world. Even he may not be able to bear it.

"There must be some great treasure on him!" Xu daozong's eyes flickered, and there was more greed. "Continue! I don't believe you can stand a few fists!"

"Bang!"

Zhao Yuande's body, which had just been repaired, was hit and flew out again. This time, it happened to fall in the direction of a mountain peak gathered by disciples of the sect. Countless disciples fled in panic.

"Now that you've started, don't regret it! I'll let you destroy the sect!" Zhao Yuande looked at the disciples of the sect who ran away everywhere and suddenly showed a cruel look on his face.

"Hum! You have the ability to survive!" the leader of Xudao sect snorted coldly, and didn't believe Zhao Yuande's threat at all.

"In that case, I won't hide it! The disaster comes to me!" Zhao Yuande's mouth broke out.

"Hey, hey! Do you want to trigger your own natural disaster?" the leader of the virtual Taoist sect sneered, "sorry, the small world array is opened, and even the Tao of heaven can't perceive your existence."

However, when the leader of the virtual Taoist sect showed his pride on his face, suddenly a thunder sounded in the void, and the thunder rolled in the extremely high sky, as if to break the sky and rush into this small world.

The light film formed by the large array above the small world visible to the naked eye is thinning.

"How could it happen? Why? No good... The underground dragon vein is shrinking!" the leader of the virtual Taoist sect suddenly changed his face, and his body flashed towards the underground.

But at this time, with a click, the sky broke, and thick thunder fell down, and almost the whole small world was submerged by the terrible thunder.

When the thunder broke, a disciple of Weixu Taoism was affected by the thunder and died in an instant!

Unexpectedly, there was a strong man in the realm of God Emperor, who was swept away by a thunder!

"What kind of disaster is this?" exclaimed the emperor.

The strong man has just been promoted to the emperor of God for decades, and his state is not yet stable. He was bombarded by endless thunder. He suddenly turned pale and spewed a blood arrow from his mouth. He was immediately severely injured.

"Lord, help me!" the emperor shouted in horror.

"Come on! Bring all the disciples into the inner world!" the leader of the virtual Taoist sect was burning in his eyes, and the whole virtual Taoist sect was destroyed. What else does he mean? In desperation, he had to save the disciples around him first.

At this time, Zhao Yuande was like a duck to water. He bathed in the thunder war and killed a strong man in the emperor's realm of Weixu daozong.

"I killed you!"

A strong man in the middle of the emperor, with red eyes and blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, rushed to Zhao Yuande and tried to save his disciples.

However, Zhao Yuande went and didn't fight him. He turned around and let go of the disciple of the strong man in the middle of the emperor and found someone else instead.

"Escape to that direction!" the leader of Xudao sect pointed in a direction. There was an ancient temple with old bricks and tiles, but unknown Taoist rhyme.

Everyone looked in that direction, and their eyes also showed the light of hope. It was the only closed place for the old ancestor of Xudao sect. No one dared to disturb the old ancestor before the time of the sect's life and death.

These disciples flocked to the ancient temple, and suddenly Tianjie was blocked outside the temple.

"Elder martial sister! Let's go! I feel a strong breath recovering. I'm an old guy who surpasses the emperor!" Zhao Yuande hurriedly sent a message to Wan Yao.

"Go!" Wan Yao was not wordy.

A magnificent scroll rushed out of the ground, wrapped around Zhao Yuande and rushed towards Gao Tian.

"Now that you're here, don't go!"

Always holding the sky with big hands, he directly blocked the big hole in the sky broken by thunder, and also blocked the picture.

"This old guy is too powerful. He is not the strong man of immortal realm at all, but immortal realm... Bad!" Wan Yao in the picture frowned.

"What!" Zhao Yuande's face was bitter. He thought it was not going well today. "What should we do? Should we wait to die?"

"No! We'll reason with him before we die!" Wan Yao wrapped Zhao Yuande slowly in the small world.

"Who are you and why do you want to fight in our xudaozong and cause such natural and man-made disasters!" a white bearded old man's wreath came out of the old temple.

He has long eyebrows and white beard, his eyes are like bright stars, and although his face is slightly wrinkled, it is difficult to hide the handsome elegance of his youth.

"Reason with him! This kind of existence beyond the divine emperor pays most attention to the circular report of heaven. If it doesn't make sense, it's not too late for us to fight with him!" Wan Yao told Zhao Yuande in his ear, "remember, we must grasp a word of reason!"

"I want to ask you the leader of Xudao sect. If he didn't deceive people too much, how could I risk appearing here!" Zhao Yuande had to look at the white bearded old man.

"Junfeng... Huh? Where's Junfeng?" the old man turned his head and looked at the powerful gods. His face gradually became gloomy. He angrily said to the leader of the virtual Taoist sect, "Jiang Li, where's your senior brother?"

"Lao Zu!" the leader of Xudao sect trembled with fear, "elder martial brother Zhou, he... He... Died!"

"What? How did he die? Who killed him?" the old man's beard and hair were all open, and his eyes became extremely sharp.

"Don't ask, it was he who killed his senior brother for the position of patriarch!" Zhao Yuande was delighted when he saw this scene. This guy originally did it without telling the patriarch. He wanted to cook the raw rice first. Even if the patriarch blamed it, he wouldn't do anything to him.

"Jiang Li!" the old man roared and slapped Jiang Li, the leader of Xudao sect.

"Pa!" the applause was crisp. Jiang Li dared not resist. He was slapped out and fell heavily on the ground. When his mouth was full of blood.