"The disciple emperor is worry-free, meet the master."

In a trance, a childish voice sounded in the ears of the dead wood Taoist, and the Dao King in front of him no longer seemed to be the strongest person who was high above and ruled the heavens and the earth, but a childish child with pigtails and rags and linen clothes.

It was 200,000 years ago, when the Deadwood Daoist accepted the Dao King as a disciple.

200,000 years have passed, and the vicissitudes of life have passed.

Fu Yuan, the red-makeup woman on the side, and the five men and women stared at the Dao King on the ground, all feeling a burst of horror and anger.

single-handedly created the evil act of killing the teacher and seizing the throne, what qualifications does he have, and then call him a disciple of the master?

"You're no longer an old disciple."

The Deadwood Daoist closed his eyes and looked at him, his expression calm.

"But in the hearts of disciples, the master will always be the disciple's master." The Dao King looked at the Dead Wood Daoist, his eyes were sincere, and there was no half-truth, as if the person who killed the master was not him.

"In this life, I have experienced many catastrophes, and there are no dangers. But I didn't expect that a child who was personally accepted by the old man became a catastrophe that the old man couldn't escape. ”

The Deadwood Daoist opened his eyes, his gaze was chaotic, "Is it the people above who want to kill me?" ”

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Dao King nodded.

"Master, troubled times are coming, they need a capable person to clear the obstacles of the nether realm, your character is mediocre, and you are not suitable for that knife."

"Disciples can do it."

"Even so, you don't have to kill Shizun!" Fu Yuan roared loudly and asked, "Why did you put him to death again?" ”

Glancing at Fu Yuan, he was his nominal junior brother.

There was no trace of emotion in King Dao's eyes, and he said lightly: "On the road of power, there can be no obstacle. The so-called Zen concession can only breed more troubles. ”

"If the master is immortal, I can't centralize power."

"Today's Taihao Heavenly Sect, in the entire spirit world, is already the top existence, with a word, I can call the wind and rain in the spirit world, and with a stomp of my feet, I can make the spirit world tremble."

"Only I can do all this."

The Deadwood Daoist didn't say much.

He acknowledged the talent and wisdom of the Dao King, and admired his skill and strategy even more.

However, he still didn't expect that the Dao King would be so persistent in putting him to death.

"Since you have already grasped the power, why don't you let go of the master?" Fu Yuan asked his soul again.

The Dao King smiled lightly, and his gaze fell on the Deadwood Daoist, "Since you have already borne the reputation of killing the master and seizing the throne, why not follow through to the end?" ”

"You...... You're mad! ”

The red-makeup woman pointed at the Dao King, trembling with anger.

Boom!

There was an explosion, and the fingers of the red-makeup woman exploded, but from beginning to end, the Dao King did not make any movement.

The woman screamed miserably, she was a master at the pinnacle of the Quasi-Emperor, but no matter how much she used her mana, she couldn't make the severed finger reborn.

"The only person here who can scold me is Shizun."

King Dao's eyes became extremely indifferent, "A quasi-emperor, dare to be disrespectful to me?" ”

"Second Senior Sister!" Fu Yuan rushed to the red-makeup woman and looked at the Dao King vigilantly.

"Can you let them go?"

The Deadwood Daoist spoke, his heart like stagnant water.

"Master, you know me."

The Dao King grinned and smiled, revealing a bit of bloodthirsty killing intent, "If you don't cut the grass and don't remove the roots, the spring breeze blows and grows again, I won't leave a little trouble." ”

"If you let them go, I won't fight back, and I'll leave you at your disposal." The Deadwood Daoist said slowly.

"Master!"

Fu Yuan and the others knelt on the ground together, crying, "As long as the master can survive, and the disciples and others die without regrets, please don't care about the life and death of us." ”

The cultivation of the Deadwood Daoist is in the middle stage of the Emperor Venerable Realm, and if he goes all out, he may not have a chance to escape from under the hands of the Dao King.

Dao King smiled and said disapprerovingly: "Master, you know my strength, even if you make a move on me, you can't change the situation of death." ”

"In that case, why should I leave it behind?"

"Are you really going to be so decisive?"

The Deadwood Daoist was furious and roared at the Dao King.

"More than 100,000 years of master-apprentice relationship, have you completely forgotten?"

"I didn't forget."

The Dao King took a deep breath, "That's why the disciple will personally come to see you on your way." ”

"I'll fight with you!"

The youngest disciple is also cultivating to the peak of the quasi-emperor, and with a flip of his palm, a mouthful of golden divine wheels manifests, and the dao patterns on the divine wheel circulate, and he is an emperor soldier.

He urged the imperial soldiers, and saw a deity sitting in the void, there were three hundred and sixty-five of them.

"The Wheel of God!"

With a long roar, the entire void twisted.

The palms of the three hundred and sixty-five gods fell at the same time, and the deadwood hall shattered in an instant, and the dazzling golden light annihilated everything, and bombarded towards the Dao King.

"Seventh Senior Brother!"

Fu Yuan's face changed drastically, and he was full of grief.

This is sending people to death.

"Courage is commendable."

The Dao King smiled, and waved his big hand lightly in mid-air, as if he had turned a page of a book, and the entire world took on a new look, the three hundred and sixty-five gods disappeared, and the seventh junior brother disappeared without a trace.

Dead completely.

The crowd was terrified, and they couldn't even understand the Dao King's methods.

"It's a pity it's too weak."

The Dao King sighed, "Which other junior brother and sister want to learn my supernatural powers?" ”

The remaining six disciples trembled.

A despair from the bottom of their bones enveloped them deeply.

At this moment, the disciples of the Dead Wood Sect all felt a terrifying aura reviving, and a net woven by the Dao King began to manifest little by little.

One by one, the patterns appear in the sky, and each pattern is like a magic weapon, hanging in the sky.

The immeasurable divine light bloomed, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be refined.

Countless people panicked.

One by one, the disciples ran for their lives in the Deadwood Sect, but none of them could escape.

They were trapped to death.

The Dao King not only had to kill the Deadwood Daoist, seven junior brothers and sisters, but also bury the sect built by the Deadwood Daoist, as well as many disciples.

The body of the Deadwood Daoist was trembling.

What the Dao King did was outrageous.

"It's a pity that the old man is blind and teaches a rebel with his own hands." The Deadwood Daoren's lips trembled, and he was angry and self-deprecating.

"I really can't imagine that the catastrophe in the mouth of the master is actually created by myself......"

"After all, you can't escape the destiny of heaven."

The deadwood Taoist looked up to the sky and sighed.

Master?

The Dao King frowned, the master of the Deadwood Dao Man, that was the sect master of the previous generation of Taihao Heavenly Sect, but it had already fallen eight hundred thousand years ago.

The entire spirit world witnessed his seating.

He couldn't be alive.

Who is the master in the mouth of the dead wood Dao?

"Could it be that it is a proverb left by the master?"

King Dao didn't think much about it.

No matter how smart he was, he couldn't imagine that the master of the Deadwood Daoist was someone else.

"However, even if you die, you will have to pay the price."

The Deadwood Daoist's eyes froze, and his killing intent exploded.

A majestic aura was released from him.

The emperor is thick and powerful, and he dominates the heavens and the world.

The avenue of heaven and earth, respect me.

King Dao smiled.

"Ninety thousand years ago, I killed you by a sneak attack."

The Dao King muttered, "Ninety thousand years later, you are still standing still, and I am already at the peak of the Ten Thousand Realms. ”

He kowtowed to the Deadwood Daoist again.

"Master, the disciple will send you on your way."