History’s Strongest Senior Brother

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The flare appears in a remote place, outside the center of the vortex.

Seeing that Yan Zhao song is busy stabilizing the inner crystal furnace, next to the Guangcheng Mountain disciple, he said quickly: "Yan brother, is that the fire you are looking for?"

"You have to stabilize the inner crystal furnace, let's help collect it."

Yan Zhaoge shook his head: "The environment here is still dangerous for you. Don't act rashly and have other people to go."

Ye Jing and other young disciples are curious to look around, I don’t know what Yan Zhao’s “other people” mean.

The next moment, the crowd suddenly sounded behind the wind, a few figures appeared, crossed the crowd, and rushed to the blue flame in the black mist.

A group of young people are in a state of sorrow, only to know that there are still people behind them.

And watching their body movements is not something that ordinary warriors can possess, and they are all figures of the master class.

And these masters of the master level, but are willing to be silent, as if the shadow is generally with the Shiyan Zhao song.

Different from the Ahu on the bright side, these people are lurking in the dark, with the guardian guard Yan Zhao, usually do not appear easily, only when Yan Zhao song has a clear direction, only appeared.

This kind of scene makes a group of young disciples wake up like a dream.

Now they understand that without the potential threat of the Red Spirit keeper, their own group of people, with Yan Zhaoge entering the town of Longyuan, is far safer than other guilty masters.

A few black shadows rushed toward the blue fire, and the black mist dispersed slightly. Then I saw a blue light floating in the air, surrounded by rolling fire.

It is the true fire of the flames that Yan Zhaoge is looking for.

But at this moment, suddenly there was a raging red light emerging from the depths of the black fog, like a mighty long river, rushing past, hitting the fire to the distance.

Under the red light, the black fog has become violent and constantly fluctuating.

The black men who went to collect the fire were forced to pass the fire.

Yanzhao song brows up, shot the crystal oven, temporarily stopped the operation of the inner crystal furnace, and then flew himself up, out of the vortex center area, leaping to the blue fire in the red light.

In the robe of the robe sleeves, a blue light flashed quickly, and flew out from the right hand cuff of Yan Zhao, directly cutting off the red light like a river.

From the flames of the fire, the fire flew up. Yan Zhaoge left his hand with a special glove that had been prepared for a long time.

However, in the truncated red light flow, suddenly flew out of the illusion, and instantly swept the ubiquitous black mist in the town, and condensed into a huge ghost-like body, as if it was wise, and caught the Yanzhao song. drop!

Yan Zhao song smiled, the right hand robe sleeves, the blue light flashed again, directly smashed the ghost of the dark fog into two halves!

With the destruction of the giant ghosts and gods, the black fog between the people and the world is getting more and more fierce, as if the space is shaking, and for a time it makes people feel the mountains and the earth.

At first, the illusion of the cockroach reappeared, as if it had become weaker and fled quickly toward the distance.

The blue flares fluctuate again, fluttering in the darkness.

The turbulent fluctuations in Zhenlongyuan began to become chaotic and violent, and the originally stable vortex center area seemed to gradually dissipate.

Yan Zhao song frowned, and immediately made a statement: "This evil spirit is related to the town's long-distance change, I have to accept it, you guys look at the inner crystal furnace, and collect the fire from the flame."

"Other teachers and sisters, further changes here have become very dangerous. You should not stay at the edge of the vortex center area and retreat inside."

After that, he chased the phantom.

Ye Jing, Si Kongqing and others retreated as they said, and the black men re-entered the blue flame.

The red light flow that had been broken by Yan Zhaoge was scattered everywhere, and continued to fluctuate with the black mist of the surging, rolling blue flames around.

Ye Jing stepped back with the crowd, staring at the blue flames on his side, his fingers twitching the dark red ring on his hand: "It’s really a flame from the flames, staying in the town of Longyuan, it is correct. ""

"It’s the best fire in the fire. It is the fire that can constantly cultivate the real fire. If I get it, I might open the next ban in the ring in advance."

Although I also remembered the fire from the flames, but Ye Jing did not think that it would be so easy to encounter.

"It fell into the Yanzhao singer. I will ask for it again. It may cause him and other people in Zongmenli to be suspicious and expose the existence of the ring."

"I got it first, I can open the ring to ban, and then I will give the fire to Yan Zhaoge. When it is time, he owes me a favor."

"It can also be handed over directly to the Zongmen. The fire is related to the inner crystal furnace. The inner crystal furnace is now a official business in the Zongmen. Who can provide the fire from the flame is naturally a great achievement."

"Whoever said this kind of fire, must he belong to his Yan Zhao song?"

"Things have not yet reached his hand. The heavens and the earth treasures, the capable ones, the fires are now the things of the Lord, and it is my chance to get my hands!"

"Just, how can I get the fire?"

There are many thoughts in the heart that flashed quickly, and Ye Jing suddenly flashed in front of him, and the blue flame flew between them, and he came to the vicinity of him!

Ye Jing was also staying, then reacted, bite his teeth, flew out and threw his hand and grabbed the fire!

Everyone in the field saw it and was quiet for a moment.

The black men, after the initial mistakes, recovered facelessly and landed on the rock, and walked silently toward Ye Jing.

Several masters, together watching a refining warrior in the mid-term of the gas, can almost collapse the line of sight, let alone the pressure brought about by the recent striding step.

Ye Jing clenched his teeth and did not look back at them.

Si Kongqing is somewhat unclear, so slightly frowning.

Other young disciples are even more stunned, and the atmosphere is extremely dignified and suffocating.

Just then, the distant blue light shone, the black dense fog was broken again, but the Yan Zhao song returned.

"What happened?" Yan Zhao song landed, his eyes swept away, first saw the blue fire caught by Ye Jing in his hand, and could not help but be dumb.

At this time, Yan Zhao Ge really did not know which language to use to describe his mood.

The protagonist of the novel explores the treasure hunt. It has always been the suffocation of the king's tyrants. It eats light, takes light, and robs the light. Some people have a group of heads that destroy the aura, and maybe even add a killing light...

This Nima, is it really Hongfu Qitian?

Your protagonist's aura is really bright and eye-catching. Where did you go to explore, and all the good things are yours?

It means that looking for a baby in front of you is my fault?

I don't know if I should be mentally prepared. Yan Zhao song still has a leisurely thought at the moment: "The empty hand catches the fire, and is not afraid of being burned to ash. Is that the ring?"

Ye Jing is dying from the flames of fire, and his face is stubborn and unyielding, staring at Yan Zhaoge.

Yan Zhaoge was not noticed by other people, and quickly turned a blind eye: "It’s coming again, and this is the case."