No one knew what had happened to Zhi Guang. Only Elder Lin's eyes narrowed slightly. In the next moment, he seemed to have realized something, and his eyes shot out an incredulous light.
His mouth moved slightly, and he spat out four unclear words, "The Power of Time!"
Although he could see that it was the Power of Time, the other ordinary cultivators did not have this ability.
They only saw Zhao Yuande pointing casually, and the red-robed monk seemed to have jumped from high up and smashed down with a club, instantly turning into a zombie. With a plop, he lay flat on the ground, and his mouth was filled with mud.
"Roar!"
In the next moment, the red-robed monk broke free from the shackles of the Power of Time, and roared crazily.
His body kept expanding, and a terrifying aura burst out from his body. In the blink of an eye, the red-robed monk had turned into a giant that was dozens of feet tall.
However, this mighty giant's posture was a little indecent. All the clothes on his body had been torn to shreds, leaving only strands of cloth fluttering on his body. It could not cover his important parts at all.
"Bah, so ugly!" Lin Jin 'er covered her small face, and hurriedly turned her head, and shouted, "Big Brother Zhao! Hurry up and get him out of here. "
"Damn it!" Zhao Yuande's face instantly darkened. This guy was too outrageous.
The red-robed monk did not expect this to happen, but he was now blinded by anger. His huge body took a big step forward, and the mace in his hand became small and effective at this time. He fiercely swung it at Zhao Yuande again.
"Scram!" Zhao Yuande did not hold back anymore. This guy's state was really too unsightly.
"Clang!"
He threw a punch at the mace that was falling down.
The sharp black spikes on the mace were like tofu, and the mace was bounced high up from the terrifying force. However, the mace's material was really good, and it did not break after being bounced high up from Zhao Yuande's punch.
"Boom!"
The mace struck the red-robed monk's shoulder viciously, sending him flying hundreds of meters away before crashing to the ground. Half of the red-robed monk's body was smashed to smithereens. His chest was a bloody mess. He struggled a few times but was unable to get up.
"This …" Elder Lin's mouth twitched. Although he knew that this young man was very powerful, he did not expect him to be this powerful!
This red-robed monk was a Middle Stage God Emperor expert. Even though he had just broken through to the Middle Stage, his strength was not something an early stage God Emperor like Xue Ying could hope to reach.
Who would have thought that he would be severely injured by a single punch from a young man? Just what was the cultivation level of this young man?
He suddenly overturned his previous conjecture. He felt that Zhao Yuande must be a very old monster. His youthful appearance was just a disguise. He was just pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger.
Elder Lin had heard of some legends before. Some senior experts would come out to find something to do when they were bored. For example, pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger was something these senior experts liked to do the most.
"This Dao Friend, you should hurry up and leave! This young man has a powerful backer! "Elder Lin secretly transmitted to Zhao Yuande, asking him to leave quickly.
He wanted to form a good relationship with the other party.
"Oh! Who is his backer? "Zhao Yuande asked curiously.
"He is one of the few remaining experts in the Myriad World City, Great Master Zheng Yi of the Zen Sect. It is said that this person has cultivated to the realm beyond the Deity Emperor realm. You can't fight against him!" Elder Lin transmitted, "And this Great Master Zheng Yi has a bad temper. If he knows that you have beaten up his disciple, I'm afraid he won't be kind!"
"Great Master Zheng Yi?" Zhao Yuande's heart moved. Wasn't this Zheng Yi the senior brother of the middle-aged monk whom he killed? It seemed that they were really fated.
"Big Brother Zhao, what should we do now?" Lin Jin 'er could not help but ask, "Should we leave now? Or should we continue waiting here? "
"We can't leave!" Zhao Yuande looked at the sky not far away, his eyes revealing a smile, "They are already here! After beating up the young one, the old one came. After beating up the old one, an even older one came. I don't know if an old monster will appear in the end. "
"Big Brother Zhao, what are you talking about?" Lin Jin 'er asked with a smile, "What old monster? Is there still a Demon Clan in the Myriad World City? "
"What Demon Clan? There are a few monks!" Zhao Yuande pointed to the sky. Sure enough, a few figures had appeared in the sky. The next moment, they appeared in front of them.
"What's going on? Why is this happening? Who beat up my disciple like this? "An old monk in a red kasaya roared angrily.
"Liao Chen, the Commandment Hall Master of the Myriad World City, a Late-stage Deity Emperor …"
"Elder Lin, tell me, who is it?" Elder Lin's face turned pale. In front of this expert, he felt that he was extremely small. If he did not say it, it was possible that the other party would slap him to death in a fit of rage.
"Look, the troublemakers are here! Jin 'er, you leave first! I will deal with them. "Zhao Yuande gave Lin Jin 'er a look.
"It's okay! My Void Dao Sect has three Divine Emperors here. My Martial Uncle is a Late Divine Emperor. I just need to inform them and they will immediately come! "Lin Jin 'er's face was full of pride.
"Then inform them now!" Zhao Yuande felt that he needed the Void Dao Sect's help. Lin Jin 'er was a disciple of the Void Dao Sect after all. Wouldn't it be a little too stupid for him to take on this matter alone?
"Martial Uncle!" Lin Jin 'er took out a communication jade talisman and injected spiritual energy into it. She shouted, "Martial Uncle, I am about to be beaten to death. Quickly come and save me!"
"What? Someone dares to bully my Jin 'er? Wait there, we will come immediately! What are the two of you doing? Go and kill him! "A loud roar came from the talisman. Following that, the sound of three people breaking through the air could be heard.
Zhao Yuande saw Elder Lin being pressured by the red-robed old monk. He took a step forward and said to the old monk, "I am the one who beat him. He did not differentiate between right and wrong, disregarding the lives of others. I had no choice but to teach him a lesson!"
"You?" The red-robed old monk wasn't a reckless person. Seeing how young Zhao Yuande was and that his cultivation was at the Level Five Domain Realm, if not for Zhao Yuande personally admitting it, he would never believe that a little Domain Realm cultivator could shatter all the bones of a Middle Stage God Emperor.
The other party had such strong combat power. Clearly, his talent was extraordinary. If he didn't have a huge organization behind him, he would never believe it.
"It is me. Do you want revenge? Then come at me! " Zhao Yuande raised his head. He revealed a faint smile as if he wasn't afraid of this Late Stage God Emperor.
"Teacher, kill him, kill him! If I don't kill him, my Buddha heart will never recover. This life will be over! " At this moment, Zhi Guang was being treated by several monks. He was gradually waking up. He was lying weakly on the ground. Looking at Zhao Yuande, his eyes were filled with hatred.
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