History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Yan Zhaoge watched the black storm, and suddenly there was a purple thunder in his right eye.

Originally because of the black hurricane, and a dark world, then suddenly under the thunder light, it became bright again.

Yan Zhao song sighed lightly, with a blue-violet thunder lightning, shot from his right eye, and then fell on the huge stone pillar.

The surface of the stone pillars was re-emerged with light, and then radiantly radiated and spread in all directions.

The glory of the road was entangled with the black hurricane, and the black hurricane was re-established.

On the other hand, Ahu took the furnace and crouched on the ground, letting the dig furnace contact the spread snow-white quicksand.

Although it was unable to actively stimulate the efficacy of the phaaling furnace, it was only the contact between the two sides. The sputum furnace suddenly gave birth to a strange suction, and did not swallow the white quicksand, but the sand shovel quickly changed back from the snow white.

Even Lian Ying looked at this scene with his eyes wide open, his face disappeared, but his expression was even more distorted.

He grabbed the black dagger that was still inserted in his arm and swung it hard to expand the wound. More blood ran down and fell into the sand.

However, compared with the devouring of the same-phase furnace, the action of Lian Ying is obviously only a drop in the bucket.

He stood there sluggishly, his body became weaker and weaker, and his vision seemed increasingly blurred.

The ultimate excitement, at this time can not conceal the feeling of tiredness and coldness is getting stronger and stronger, and even the camp can finally feel that life is constantly passing away from oneself.

His body gradually fell to the ground, and the black short sword inserted in his arm, the black light flowed, and he gave birth to a fascinating feeling.

And even the skin of the camp is getting paler and more and it is getting dry.

The seal printed on the ground also tried to fight against the stove, but it was not an opponent. At this moment, it was not able to nourish the blood of the camp, but it was weak.

The printed light pattern is also absorbed by the blast furnace.

Ahu stood there. Stretched his hand and licked his own ear, his face squinted at the company that gradually disappeared, and then he no longer cares and regains his gaze. Go to Jun Luo and others who are trapped in the quicksand to help them get out of trouble.

Even the camp was gradually blurred, struggling to look at Junluo, and seeing the unbelievable expression on the face of Jun Luo, still has not faded.

I am going to die. This is not terrible. The terrible thing is that there is no **** the way to death.

After all, is it still necessary to lose the only light forever? Go back to the world full of darkness and despair.

"I don't want it!" Lian Ying muttered, unable and hard to twist his neck, looking for someone who gave the black dagger to himself: "This is not the same as we said... it should not be This...not supposed to..."

Even the eyes of the battalion are too big to refuse, but they have lost their brilliance.

Yao Shan, who pretended to be Elder Li, did not look at the company.

For him, this piece has played its due role, and the value has been exhausted, no need to worry more.

He is watching the Yan Zhao song closely at this moment. Watching the thunder that radiates from the right eye of Yan Zhaoge!

The horrible power made him feel guilty, but his heart was slightly hot, giving birth to the urge to possess.

"Elder Li" will suppress the greed that is born in the heart and regain calm: "Very good, Black Dragon has successfully consumed the power of his sacred fragments, and has further restrained his attention."

Turning his gaze to the A-hu, who is trying to restrain the white dragonfly from the blasting stove, and saving people from the quicksand, the light in the eyes of "Elder Li" is more prosperous: "The servant he was trained by this top master was successfully transferred. ......"

"Elder Li" took a deep breath. Hearing to the companion next to him: "It is now, hands-on!"

"You are holding the mountain, I take the life of Yan Zhao!"

After all, I have slowly approached the "Elder Li" next to Yan Zhao's song. Do not move to the sound, continue to close to the Yan Zhao song behind the feet.

And "Yaoshan" is also the same action, intentionally or unintentionally, body shape interspersed, to separate Yan Zhao song and Panpan.

For Yan Zhao song. The two did not mean anything.

Even if the power of the Yanzhao song sacred shards has been consumed first, and the tiger is away from the mountains to contain the attention of Ahu and Yan Zhaoge, they still have to win the greatest opportunity.

Try to get closer to the distance, then violently attack, one hit will kill!

But it is not waiting for the "Elder Li" and "Yaoshan" to reach the distance that they expected in their hearts, but the footsteps have just changed, and the changes have suddenly occurred!

Although the figure is huge, but it has always been a lazy, embarrassing, awkward and sloppy look, and suddenly the fierce light in the eyes!

In the low roar, Pan Pan suddenly made a force at his feet, rushing out, like a landslide!

Its goal is "Elder Li"!

"Elder Li" suddenly collapsed: "Is it shocked by Black Dragon and White Dragon? Or..."

Did not give him more time to think, Panpan is a big size, but the speed is surprisingly fast, the situation is like a thunder, rolling all the existence in front of the trampling, the violent and violent excitement.

The hill-like body instantly came to the face of "Elder Li", as if the mountain collapsed and oppressed!

"Elder Li" was instantly ugly.

If you don't struggle to resist or dodge, you have to step on a patties with the giant beast.

Really force to resist or dodge, he will reveal the stuffing!

Although the imitation jade can be used to simulate the murderer in the usual time, even the breath can be imitated, but he is not really a wide-ranging warrior!

Once you get your hands on it, immediately expose your true details.

However, under this situation, no matter why Pan Pan suddenly became mad, if it is the real Li Elder, what reason is like the root wood, stupid standing there waiting to be trampled by Panpan?

Yaoshan, who pretended to be Elder Li, sighed in the sky and slammed back quickly!

His suffocating fist broke out, and this retreat turned out to be similar to the horrible black storm that had not yet subsided in the sky.

The scene of the illusory world transformed by suffocation is the infinite black tornado that fills the four fields.

In the past, the holy land of the Holy Land, the Black Mountain, was rumored.

The sudden changes in the field made most people on the scene unprepared. Just watching Yan Zhao’s mounts suddenly maddening and rushing to Li’s elders, they had already made some reactions.

But the changes that followed were even more ridiculous.

The ancestral warrior of Guangcheng Mountain, the elder of the deacon, Li Chang, even casts a black mountain and passes the school!

Although it is extremely rare to pass on the people of Heishan Mountain, it is a windy area. After all, how can people who recognize this event have a black mountain?

Yao Shan faceless expression, once he retired, he knew that today's things were difficult. He swept his companions in the corner of his eyes and saw the companions who were supposed to be responsible for holding Panpan. At this moment, he was blocked by Feng Yun.

Yan Zhaoge turned his head and calmly looked at Yao Shan, who looked like a "Li Chang Lao": "So, is it that my style in the past two years is too mild, so I feel that I am bullied?"

"Do you think I was asking the surname? I asked you." (To be continued.)