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Chapter 1703 Yantian Deduction VS Taoist Heaven...(2/2)

If we only judge the level based on deduction, many gods are not as good as the son of Yantian. Being able to fight with him is enough to be a generation superior in this field. You must know that Lu Chang is hundreds or even thousands of years old. After years of accumulation,

Zhao Yun was born with a disadvantage.

"Zhao Yun, there is a time when you beg me."

Lu Chang smiled faintly, his eyes filled with awe-inspiring light.

In addition to being ferocious, he also had a lot of hidden fear and horror.

He believed that with his attainments in the field of deduction, no one of his peers could match him.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yun actually understood so deeply.

After fighting for most of the night, he not only failed to take advantage, but was also seriously injured. His understanding was so high that he seemed to be above him. If he was given enough time, he would one day surpass him. This must not be allowed.

When something happens, that person must die.

Thinking of this, he looked at the God Burial Formation again.

This formation can not only summon the Emperor Immortal, but also Zhao Yun.

He had already thoroughly investigated the relationship between Emperor Xian and Zhao Yun in the mortal world.

With the Emperor Immortal threatening him, would Zhao Yun dare to come?

As he thought about it, he smiled.

Seeing this, many of the gods looked sideways.

Playing the role of the Son of God of the Tian family is not a good idea. Although his combat power is not as good as that of the Supreme Son of God, Yin Ren is a good hand. He has tricked more than one god to death. He is smiling so ferociously now, so he must not be holding back anything good.

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Destroy!

Zhao Yun, who closed his eyes, felt a cold rebuke in his heart, dispelling the backlash of the deduction.

Regardless of his temperament, Lu Chang is indeed a talented person, which is rare among his peers.

"What a huge battle!" the partner god, who had been silent for a long time, said suddenly.

Zhao Yun put his thoughts away and then looked up at the sky. Through the domain gate passage, he could see meteors streaking through the void, each one covered with the brilliance of the dusk god.

That's not a meteor, it's a god, a god who came down from the God Realm. In addition, there are many demigods. Although the level is not as high as the Supreme, they are huge in number.

"Is it agreed upon?" the partnering god muttered. There must be so many supreme beings and so many demigods from the same group. Such a large lineup is obviously not here for sightseeing.

Zhao Yun frowned, with an ominous premonition.

"Little friend, I have taught you a magical power, can you let me go?" the partnering god chuckled.

"Why, are you afraid of getting into trouble if you follow me?"

"The Dark Killing Gods are here, please do your best and let me go!"

"Who is the God of Darkness?" Zhao Yun picked up the wine bottle and took a slow drink.

"That...that is your master's enemy, the real Emperor God." When the partner god said this, his tone was trembling, and there was a kind of fear and jealousy from the soul, clearly revealed in his eyes.

Gods are also divided into levels. A little god like him, who is only half-experienced in the world of gods, will fall apart after he hits the realm of the divine emperor and gets a slap.

What Zhao Yun said just now is absolutely true. He is indeed afraid of suffering.

The only strange thing is that Zhao Yun's identity is too special. He is the Holy Son of Da Luo, a disciple of the Moon God, and an eternal inheritance. When the enemies of these three families are put together, the lineup is so huge, and there are so many people who want to kill this guy.
Chapter completed!
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