Ancient fairy doctors in the city

The top ten soul races couldn't sit still anymore.

If it's the peak of the God Emperor, the Soul Race doesn't have to care.

But when a half-step taboo is involved, who can take it lightly?

I'm afraid even the number one Taoist clan can't sit still, right?

In fact it is.

Just when Piao Miao took her master to the Zhao Clan outside the territory, Dao Tong also took a half-step taboo powerhouse to the Zhao Clan.

Zhao Zu's head was getting bigger at this time.

The top ten strong clans all sent representatives to meet Zhao Yang.

Dao, Soul, Machine, Hongmeng, Zhoutian...

"Everyone, I have someone notify Zhao Yang, please wait a moment." Even though Zhao Zu broke through to the half-step taboo, he still felt great pressure when he saw the half-step taboo around Piao Miao and others.

Besides the top ten powerful clans, the rest of the clans also arrived.

Of course, those who came here were only those with half-step taboos.

As for those ranked outside the top [-], they are not eligible to come.

Zhao Mingli hurriedly told Zhao Yang about this, but Caidie showed up and told Zhao Mingli to find a reason.

"Where can I find a reason?" Zhao Mingli asked with sweat on his forehead.

"My son is already on the verge of a breakthrough, and the breakthrough is just around the corner." Caidie said in a deep voice, "You can find any reason."

When Zhao Mingli heard this, he had to tell Zhao Zu what had happened through the battleship.

After hearing this, Zhao Zu also had a headache.

"I informed Zhao Yang that he is on his way."

After hearing this, everyone didn't rush, after all, it would take a while to come from God's Domain.

As a result, after waiting for a long time, they still did not wait for Zhao Yang.

"Zhao Zu, are you playing tricks on us?" Zhou Wuyang, the representative of the Zhou Tian Clan, said with an unfriendly expression.

"How dare I?" Zhao Zu said quickly, "Zhao Yang must be delayed by something, so wait."

Before Zhou Wuyang could say anything more, Piao Miao said, "What's wrong? Don't you have any patience?"

Seeing that Piao Miao had spoken, Zhou Wuyang could only continue to wait patiently.

Let's talk about Zhao Yang.

Under the sacred tree, he was neither sad nor happy, and he didn't know how long it had passed, when a magical energy appeared around him.

This energy is invisible and qualityless, but it contains unpredictable power.

When Zhao Yang opened his eyes, there was nothing to hide from the many rules of the world and everything in his eyes.

He quickly captured information about himself between heaven and earth.

Someone is talking about themselves.

And when his eyes lit up, the scene that was happening far away in Zhao's ancestral court clearly appeared in his mind.

"It's been almost a day."

"Should Zhao Yang come too?"

"Is he playing tricks on us?"

"Zhao Zu, you have to give me an explanation!"

The representatives present quarreled one after another, and even

To give Zhao Zu a good look.

"Arrogance." Zhao Yang shouted loudly.

And his voice went through many spaces and exploded in the hall.

The voices of the monks present stopped abruptly.

They looked around in amazement.

"Who is speaking?"

"It seems to be Zhao Yang's voice?"

"Has Zhao Yang arrived?"

"Why didn't I notice it before?"

While everyone was whispering, a figure appeared in the hall without any warning.

Who else is it not Zhao Yang?

It's just that Zhao Yang's figure was a little illusory, but the fluctuations emanating from him made the monks present tremble with fear.

"You all came together, what is your intention?" Zhao Yang said indifferently with his hands behind his back.

All the monks in the audience looked at him in surprise.

"Zhao Yang, what's the matter with you?" Dao Tong asked in a low voice.

I don't know why Daotong looked at Zhao Yang with an inexplicable fear?

"I saw you just now, and you called me the happiest?" Zhao Yang's eyes fell deeply on a young man.

That young man is Sang Yuan, the representative of the Mulberry Continent, and also the existence who left his name on the taboo stone tablet.

The young man hesitated and dared not say anything.

"I bestow death on you." Zhao Yang's mental power directly wiped out that young man when he said this.

Nothing was left.

Didn't even make it to the resurrection.

"Sangzu, you have repeatedly found faults over the years, but my Zhao family has never done too much." Zhao Yang's voice rang in Sangzu's ears, "It seems that we are still too merciful. .”

"Do you think you deserve to die?"

Sang Zu was a little uncertain about Zhao Yang's state at this time, but he still couldn't be weak in terms of momentum, "Zhao Yang, killing a high-level god emperor is nothing?"

"It's really nothing to kill a high-level god emperor? But what if you kill you."

"It's just you?" Sang Zu said here, Zhao Yang's eyes suddenly burst into a bright brilliance, and his spirit turned into a storm that mercilessly fell on Sang Zu's body.

Sangzu drowned out without even making a scream.

The audience was in an uproar.

The way they looked at Zhao Yang all changed.

You must know that even if Sang Zu is not a strong person in the half-step taboo, he is also a genuine half-step taboo level existence.

But what's going on now?

Even Zhao Yang's blow could not be blocked.

"Spiritual power." The old woman standing behind Piao Miao said in a deep voice.

"This is an offensive method that can only be mastered by strong taboos." The old man standing behind Daotong said in surprise.

Hearing this, the rest of the monks were almost scared to pee.

They came together to find fault with the Zhao family. Who would have thought that Zhao Yang would reach such a level?

"You have come this far?" Piao Miao stood up and looked at Zhao Yang.

His eyes are a little complicated.

"I didn't expect that your soul clan would come to persecute you too?" Zhao Yang looked at Piao Miao and sighed leisurely.

"The benefit of the ethnic group is above all else." Piao Miao was afraid to look at Zhao Yang's eyes.

"Let's go." Zhao Yang pointed in the direction of the gate.

"Sorry." Piao Miao apologized to Zhao Yang and left in a hurry.

The remaining representatives and half-step taboos also quickly left.

"Zhao Yang, have you reached the forbidden state?" the ancestor asked excitedly.

"I just mastered the use of spiritual mysteries." Zhao Yang shook his head, "My current cultivation is still at the high level of the God Emperor."

"Why is your body illusory?" the ancestor then asked.

"My true self is still at the transfer station." Zhao Yang replied, "This place is just a body with a concentrated spirit."

"All ethnic groups unite to persecute our clan, what should we do next?"

"Since the ancestor of the Mulberry Ancestral Court has fallen, there is no need to keep the Mulberry Ancestral Court." Zhao Yang said lightly, "Ancestor, you personally lead the team to the Mulberry Ancestral Court."

"it is good."

Almost all the strong men in the ancestral court of Mulberry fell, so when the Zhao clan led the army to go, they had almost no decent masters.

After a token resistance, they surrendered.

The Zhao clan did not kill them, but captured them as slaves of the Zhao clan.

It was at this time that Zhao Yang came to Zuting from the transfer station.

(End of this chapter)