History’s Strongest Senior Brother

The group dragon hall was narrowed, and Yan Zhao song was in it. He quietly looked at the hall, and the dragon was entrenched and turned into a light dragon.

The light dragon was wrapped around the gun of a black long gun, and the two dragon claws grabbed the gun.

The next product, the sacred rifle, is still shaking, and the black guns flashed from time to time.

Yan Zhaoge reached out and grabbed the tail of the gun. Wu Yu’s golden gun suddenly became more agitated.

The spirituality of the sacred soldiers is far stronger than that of the spirits. If you want to conquer them, it will take a lot of effort for Yan Zhaoge.

However, there is a group of dragons to suppress it, this gun can not get rid of the turn.

Under the water mill, Yan Zhaoge can finally accept it, just like the Rising Sun crown that was previously seized from the Guangzong elder Yang Zhanhua.

The Rising Sun Crown has already been tempered by Yan Zhaoge, and now Ann Ansheng lives in Guangcheng Mountain.

Now, although there is no help from Bei Ming, Yan Zhaoge holds the golden feather gun of Wu Yu, and there is a spell in the palm of his hand, which is printed on the gun of the Wu Yu Tu Jin Gun.

There are more and more imprints engraved on the mark, and at the end it seems that the marks on the guns are really engraved.

As time went by, the incitement of Wu Yu’s golden gun seemed to be a little weaker.

Yan Zhao song smiled and took back his palm.

He walked among the dragon temples, and there was a lot of space here, not just the separate hall itself.

In one of the spaces, Feng Yunyu sat in it, and the black long knife was unsheathed and placed horizontally on her knees.

As she breathed, a dragon rushed into the body, and above her cheeks, there was a faint dragon pattern.

Yan Zhao song looked up and down, seeing no problem, then retired.

Out of the group dragon hall, Yan Zhao song body shape is good for the wind, from the size of the thumb to the original body.

At this time, Ahu came in from the outside and saw Yan Zhao song, could not help but scratch his head: "The son, I asked about it, the situation seems to be more chaotic."

Although temporarily stayed in Shenghezhou, the dark sect does not prohibit Yan Zhaoge and others from getting news.

In fact, Yan Zhaoge and his party left him alone, and most of the people in the dark sect would not stop.

Under the acquiescence of Wu Zixiu and Nie Sheng, the information collected by Sheng Hezhou's secluded sects, except for the most secretive ones, was mostly opened to Yan Zhaoge.

Panpan’s fat body is a glimpse of it, lazy like a small meat mountain.

Yan Zhaoge is also welcome, leaning against it, as if near a huge fur lounge chair.

"How is a chaotic method?" Yan Zhaoge asked, Ahu replied: "The Daxuan Dynasty is now the helm, the third generation Xuan Wang, Xuan Mu Wang left the Daxuan Jingshi, and the royal family was levied."

Yan Zhaoge touched his chin: "It is not a shrewd move. Although the strength of Xuan Mu Wang is strong, Wu Sheng is six heavy, seeing the later period of God's cultivation as a realm, but it is far from being able to do it with his grandfather and his father. The town is alone in the sea."

"In the old nest, it will be gone, out of the capital, lost the land, how does he face a group of wolves like a tiger?"

"Even if his opponents are also guarding each other and can't work together, but Xuan Mu Wang is too careless, unless..."

Yan Zhao’s eyes sewed a bit: “Unless he has a cuddly.”

Ahu went on to say: "There is another son who killed the surname Yang in Yanzhou, causing him to be embarrassed. It is also the wrath of the Daxuan dynasty Hai Chenghou. In this period, I am looking for you in the southern part of Huangfuhai. I heard that it has arrived near Shenghezhou."

Yan Zhaoge does not care about shrugging his shoulders: "Wu Zixiu and Nie Sheng are two dynasties and elders are not furnishings."

A tiger smiled: "That is."

Yan Zhao song thought for a moment, stood up and smiled: "Go, go out and turn."

Ahu followed him and asked: "The son, have we been spending this time with the singer?"

"I will definitely not." Yan Zhaoge said as he walked: "Now and not busy, you can open later, and drag a little more time. It is more advantageous to speak, of course, too late. ""

Walking in the dark sect, Yan Zhaoge did not actively touch what to do here, but during the walk, he also quietly realized the aura of the aura.

"Is it strong during the day and weak at night? I didn't go to the wrong place. Here is the land of the dark sect, not the Guangming sect." Yan Zhao sings his eyes: "There is a reversal between the faint tactics. Are you preparing a special instrument?"

As I was thinking about it, there was a sudden controversy in front.

Yan Zhao’s songs are fixed in the eyes, but it is seen that the two dark sects are arguing.

The two sides of the dispute are not very old, but they are not low. They are mostly martial artists.

There are also warriors in the realm of refining, but the age is very small, it seems to be a younger disciple of the new entry, and now join the brothers to join in the fun.

If the two sides are people, there will be warriors in the realm of the great masters, and they are vying for nothing.

Yan Zhaoge generally listened to the content, and now the two sides belong to the dark ancestral temple and the original dark temple.

What is arguing here is the height of their elders' alchemy.

The controversy mentioned that the two sides should start a competition. The two disciples are now blushing for their elders. You are not convinced, I am not convinced.

"But I don't know the level of alchemy that is generally exhibited here in the upper bounds. I heard that the dark sect is in the area of ​​Huangpuhai. The alchemy is relatively leading, but it may be worth taking a look." Yan Zhao song is interesting, side Chong Ahu said: "Inquire about where the test is, and outsiders can stand by."

A tiger, go up, and come back a moment: "The son, we can also go to see, not far from the front."

During the conversation, the two sides of the argument have already sipped and walked forward together.

Yan Zhaoge has a passionate past together, but when he arrives at the place, the so-called competition between the two sides is not an alchemy, but a restoration of a broken Dan.

This makes Yan Zhaoge more interested, compared to the actual alchemy, try to restore the defective Dan Fang, and test the theoretical level.

In the clean room behind Dantang, Wu Zixiu and Nie Sheng sit opposite each other.

Nie Sheng asked: "Wu elders, southeast to the good at alchemy, I know this, but alchemy is not only the southeastern one, how do we judge?"

Wu Zixu said slowly: "So, instead of refining Dan, it is to promote Danfang."

"The old man is good at studying Dan Dao. He just said that he is greedy and rude, not enough."

Nie Sheng shook his head: "Why should Wu Changchun be modest, you are the first master of this alchemy, and everyone will admire it on weekdays."

Wu Zixiu said: "My own old problem, I know it myself, but it is also a bit of a good thing. It is the alchemy outside the Huangpu Sea. Although it only has some fur, it can be recognized. Every vein."

"If the young man can't resist it, as long as he is itchy, he can see his way from his thoughts."

The old man gave a soft breath: "We will wait and see." (To be continued.) 8