Chapter 1790

"Ha ha! Since you have provided me with so much information, I will spare your life!" Zhao Yuande looked at each other and smiled faintly.

"Thank you, master! Thank you!" the middle-aged man bowed with gratitude, and his face showed some flattery.

At this time, he secretly made up his mind. When the elder left, all the remaining people would be killed. Otherwise, if his story came out today, he would be laughed off!

His eyes inadvertently swept over the dozen people, and the killing machine loomed in his eyes.

Zhao Yuande naturally looked at the other party's expression and eyes, and knew the other party's thoughts.

He couldn't help smiling, and a cold look appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"But... Death is excusable, but life is hard to forgive!" Zhao Yuande's eyes suddenly became cold, flew up and kicked the middle-aged man's belly.

Where is the middle-aged man's Dantian blood sea.

"Poof!"

The middle-aged man was kicked in the lower abdomen by Zhao Yuande. He immediately felt a force directly exploding in his body and smashing his blood!

But this is not over, and then his knowledge of the sea was broken by the earthquake. His cultivation fell straight down, and finally he was not as good as a mortal!

"You... You don't mean what you say!" the middle-aged man looked at Zhao Yuande strangely, pointed at him with his face full of resentment.

"I didn't!" Zhao Yuande said innocently, "I didn't kill you. I left you a life! You would be wrong!"

"You..." the middle-aged man stared.

"What are you? I'm afraid the storage ring you gave me is less than one tenth of your treasure! In this way, you expect me to spare you!" Zhao Yuande put his big hand directly into his body world. As soon as he fished it, the treasure poured out of his body like a river.

Everyone stared at the treasures in that place, and their throats felt a burst of dryness.

"See?" Zhao Yuande put the treasures all over the ground into the storage space and turned to the light of the transmission array.

"..." the middle-aged man's eyes were full of despair. If he had known that he would take out all his things, nothing was important!

But what he doesn't know is that Zhao Yuande will do it even if he only leaves his underpants!

"What are you waiting for? No revenge, no revenge!" Zhao Yuande's words before leaving instantly ignited the anger of more than a dozen people!

"You..." the middle-aged man didn't know how to describe his current mood. Anyway, he regretted it!

Why do I get obsessed and why do I have nothing to charge a round of tolls here? If I don't die like this, I won't end up like this. I've already arrived at the eighth immortal city world and continue to enjoy happiness!

But I didn't expect to end up like this now!

A dozen people rushed up madly and punched and kicked the middle-aged man.

Especially that woman is the most ruthless at this time, and she also specializes in the lower body of middle-aged people!

The middle-aged man is a strong man in the immortal's realm. Although he was abandoned, his body is still strong. Although he was beaten and howled, he didn't die.

"I teach you to take advantage of me. I'll destroy your lifeblood first today!" the woman breathed heavily, and a shining fairy sword appeared in her hand. She cut directly at the lower body of the middle-aged man.

"Ah! You vicious woman..." the middle-aged man roared in pain.

“……”

Zhao Yuande has set foot on the transmission array. In the light, your body rises rapidly, but it disappears in an instant.

When he appeared again, he had appeared in front of an ancient building.

The sky here is a gray color, with a little light transmitted from the sky, and the earth is hazy.

The smell here is a little gloomy, surrounded by heavy fog, giving people a very depressed feeling.

At this time, there were not many people here. Most of them were experimenters, most of whom he had never seen. Here he only saw a familiar figure, Zhang Fan.

At this time, Zhang Fan is talking with an old man. There seems to be some relationship between them. Their conversation is very harmonious.

Zhang Fan was followed by a group of experimenters, a dozen or so. At this time, they all looked at this ancient building with curious eyes.

At this time, Zhao Yuande doesn't want to meet Zhang Fan. Their ten-year appointment is still a long time. He doesn't want to meet each other in advance.

He looked away and quietly changed his face.

"Young people, I want you to introduce the world of the eighth immortal city!" at this time, the old man who spoke with Zhang Fan stopped talking with Zhang Fan and came to the front of the people.

"Sir, why does the world of the eighth immortal city feel gloomy?" someone asked curiously at this time.

"Hehe! This is a tomb abandoned by the fairyland. Can it not be gloomy?" the old man smiled.

"Hiss!"

Many people took a cold breath when they heard the news.

Of course, many people still show a cool color on their faces, because they already know the situation here like Zhao Yuande.

"Well, don't be nervous. This place has been abandoned by the fairyland for hundreds of millions of years, and its bodies have long been petrified. It's not as dangerous as everyone's phenomenon!" the old man waved his hand and showed a relaxed smile on his face, "You can hardly get any chance in the world of the eighth fairy city. What you need to do is find the way to enter the world of the ninth fairy City, and then enter the world of the ninth fairy city!"

"So simple?" someone looked at the old man strangely.

"Yes, it's that simple!" the old man smiled.

"Elder, what kind of danger will we encounter?" someone asked.

"You will encounter all kinds of tombs. Some tombs are a maze. Maybe there will be terrible souls in them, of course, there may not be..." the old man always kept this smile.

Although the old man took the matter of complaining about the soul in a word, it still made many people jump in their hearts.

Even the old people use the word "terrible" to describe the soul. It can be seen that the soul must be very terrible.

"The evil spirits should be attacks like gods and spirits, and this is the tomb of immortals. I'm afraid all the evil spirits are evil spirits on the Immortals' territory. If the evil spirits are not strong, I'm afraid they will be dead!" someone immediately thought of these.

"Don't be too pessimistic. As the elder said, endless years have passed. After countless trials, those complaining souls should have died long ago!"

"No way! The experimenter who died in it may also become a resentful soul!"

"That's right! Not all resentment souls are very powerful, but they have to be prevented!"

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