History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Yan Zhao song looked at it and saw it on the huge prison cars, each with a pergola.

There are people sitting in the pergola, they should be the demon blood martial artists responsible for escorting these giant beasts.

Among them, the prisoner with the most powerful monster is holding a young woman in the pergola. She is dressed in a strong body and looks like a picture. Although the hair accessories are different in appearance, the facial features are the same as Sikongqing.

The crowds who watched the crowd saw the "Saiqing" and they all burst into cheers and looked extremely respected.

Yan Zhaoge folded his arms around his chest and regained his gaze: "Unless you are directly swearing, it is not suitable now."

After the events of Ouyang Qi and Chang Ning, Yan Zhaoge now sees similar people and is already very calm.

When I first arrived in this big world of life, I was still wondering if I would meet someone similar to Si Kongqing in this world, but I didn’t expect it to be so fast.

By inquiring about ancient books, reading geography and ambitions, and talking to local children in the top, Yan Zhaoge already knows that the place where he and others are currently living is a relatively remote corner area relative to the entire floating world.

For this "Si Kong Qing", Yan Zhaoge has no opinion on himself, but she is very interested in a pattern she may have.

"There are four known in the eight great worlds. Do you know that there are several such people in the world of floating life?" Yan Zhaoge wrote down the woman's clothing logo and then ignored it.

The group of people turned around in the city and took as much information as possible.

At the same time, Yan Zhaoge’s half-guessed and half-guessed, listening to people and getting more and more proficient in the language.

"This city is called Muxi, and it goes north from this Mudu City. It is the state of the country that governs the territory of this country, Kanghejing." Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunqi and others said: "We will go all the way." Go to Kanghejing and decide on the next step."

After a little pause, he continued: "When I got there, I should have mastered the language of this big world. I can talk directly to the **** warriors."

Xu Fei said: "It’s all up to you. We have become dumb this time."

Yan Zhao song laughed: "You can learn with me, it doesn't matter if you slow down."

After Xu Fei indulged for a while, he gave a voice to Yan Zhaoge: "Zhao Ge, in my memory, your mother snow predecessor is very different from the demon blood warrior here. She is practicing martial arts, but it is the road to our eight great world. The number is the same."

"It’s only after we have reached the Eight Great Worlds that we started to practice like us, or say..."

When I heard Xu Fei’s question, Yan Zhao’s song did not speak. He now has deep doubts about whether his mother’s snow is clear and whether she is from this big world.

Perhaps, this side of the big world of life, snow is clear, in this case, just a passer-by?

Everyone went all the way north, in order to save time, the people who were high on the road were brought to the low person and flew.

Yan Zhaoge himself went to the realm of the Yuanling Grand Master. In his case, the fairy crane wing was of little use and was simply passed on to Ahu.

Ahu is quite happy, and he can't put it down, and he said with a sigh of relief: "The son, isn't this a tiger's wing? The tiger's waist has long wings, should it be called?"

Yan Zhao’s mouth twitched and he snorted. “Yeah, you are embarrassed...”

All the way to stop and wait, when approaching Kanghejing, Yan Zhaoge has mastered the language of the big world, and his pronunciation may be a bit strange, but at least he can understand most of the everyday language.

There is more understanding of the situation in the immediate world.

For example, the help of the country in front of us is just a glimpse of the big world, in the southern Xinjiang area.

And including the Furan country, the surrounding vast territory, belong to a sect of the sect of the blood cloud sect.

For the nationals of Furan, the blood cloud sect is like the **** of heaven, and has the supreme status.

Being able to worship the blood cloud sect wall is a matter of going up to the royal family, down to the ordinary Limin dream.

However, if you want to become a demon **** warrior, you must also look at the talents. The vast majority of people under the universal sky can't bear the demon blood.

The person who can bear can bear the blood of the monsters at any level, and there are also high points.

Want to become a blood Yunzong disciple, the demand for talent is even higher.

"Ordinary people are respectful to the blood cloud sect, which is related to the regional relationship. The blood cloud sect has always been the ruler of the helpless country, and its influence is deeply ingrained. Therefore, it is difficult to judge from their evaluation that this blood cloud sect survives throughout the life. In the big world, what is the grade."

Yan Zhaoge said: "The world in the eyes of ordinary people is completely different from the world in the eyes of the military. If you reach a certain height, you can see the whole picture of the world."

"We need to reach out to the real demon martial arts to truly understand the strong aspects of this world."

Xu Fei said as he walked: "The place where we landed, the traces of the clues left by the predecessors of the snow may be shoveled by the whole person. It should be done by a demon-blooded warrior, and it is not low, most likely, The local snake in this area, the support of the national warrior, or the blood cloud Zongmen."

Yan Zhao song made a snap: "It is."

On the other hand, Yan Zhaoge now knows that the woman who had seen the cool Xiao Sikong in Muyu City, according to his clothing, is the disciple of the blood cloud sect...

The group was walking, and suddenly the heart frowned and looked at the distance.

There, there was a wave of power fluctuations, and it seemed that a battle was taking place.

After Yan Zhaoge and others approached some, they saw a group of people fighting with a huge monster.

Under the mountain ridge, a huge prisoner stumbled and the cage collapsed.

Yan Zhaoge looked at the monster, but it was a quirky, with two wings and a sharp head.

This strange snake broke free from the cage and launched its own strength. The escorts were hard to fight, and most of them were killed and injured. The situation of the Terran martial arts is in jeopardy.

"It seems to be a snake with mixed blood." Yan Zhaoge looked at each other and nodded slightly: "This may be a good opportunity."

After making up his mind, Yan Zhao song rushed to Ahu to make a color, Ahu separated from the distance, a boxing out.

The horrible black storm condenses and compresses, like a solid black pike, flying out, directly piercing the body of the **** snake!

The mixed blood snake is usually planted on the ground, dying.

The warriors who escorted the monsters suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

The prison car has been destroyed. Although the snake has not been seriously injured, it is impossible to transport it again.

Therefore, Yan Zhaoge and others saw the warriors, directly took blood on the spot, and then saved them. This way, although the demon blood dissipated more than half of the aura, it could not be used for human training, but it could also serve other auxiliary purposes.

The leading warrior followed the direction of the black storm, all the way to find, see Yan Zhaoge and other people, then use the language of the big world to ask: "Dare to ask where is the master?" (to be continued. )