History’s Strongest Senior Brother

The starry sky is annihilated, as if the infinite stars in the Xinghai are broken together. √

Nongyu Xuan looked at the five-foot-long dark green bamboo stick of Yanzhao singer, and was beaten by the second monk for a time.

Strong power, no.

The vast aura is fluctuating, no.

The mysterious power concept is still not.

No matter how you look at it, it is a bamboo stick that can't be ordinary, like a bamboo forest that you can easily fold from.

But this is a seemingly unremarkable bamboo stick that beats the sacred sacred sacred star.

Nongyu Xuan can even feel the inductive connection between him and the same day, so it is very fragile.

Tianhua Xingzhen can not play a role, Nongyuxuan himself earned himself in a situation of ignorance, and Yan Zhaoge’s counter-cold cold directly killed in front!

The martial arts spirits are transformed into real dragons, hitting the chest of Nongyuxuan, and the most outstanding man of the Guangzong dynasty is defeated!

A little bit of streamer scattered, Nongyu Xuan was a spurt of blood that could not stop, and was hit hard again.

Yan Zhao song stepped forward and continued to force Nongyu Xuan.

Nongyu Xuan, both inside and outside, was unwilling to look up at Yan Zhaoge. He also looked at the top and no longer swayed, and gradually returned to the calm group of dragons.

"Rosie knife, is there still a will left? Actually fell into this person's hands?"

Nongyu Xuan’s eyes on Venus, compared to his injuries, he was defeated by a large division of the military from the lower bounds, which made him feel chest tightness and want to vomit blood.

Especially this defeat is more caused by itself.

Once upon a time, he refining the power of darkness and sorrow, and he was able to integrate himself with his own studies. This is the strength of excellence, and it is even more arrogant in the same world.

Today, it is precisely because of the power of darkening and eclipsing of its own refining, and it is simply at the most scenic moment. It has been rounded up and slap in the face of the southeast and northwest.

The person who beat him is still beyond his expected Yan Zhao song!

Guangmingzong is helpless in the Eight Great Worlds to suppress the strength of the strong people above the three realms of Wusheng.

I was helpless that most of my energy was dragged down by the Daxuan Dynasty and the Dark Emperor.

Helpless in the Yan Zhaoge District, the masters of the military can promote the sun-printed weapon.

However, every Guangming martial arts person, including Nongyuxuan, never imagined that in this world, Emperor Huanghai would even suffer a big loss on Yanzhao singers.

Yan Zhaoge and Guang Chengshan people may find a way to "go" to the upper bounds, and seek to be hostile to their own homes. This is a bright and sacred man, and there is no guess.

However, in anticipation, when I came to the upper bounds of the world, I could only play the Yanzhao song with my tail in my mouth. In the end, I gave myself a slap in the face, and I was able to beat Nongyu Xuan back.

However, the situation at the moment has no chance for him to find his face.

Continue to fight, do not use Yan Zhao songs to start, he himself is in danger of life.

Nongyu Xuan finally stared at Yan Zhaoge and glanced at it. The scene did not leave a sentence, and the head did not return, and he tried to walk away from the distance.

He was slightly hesitant, and the martyr of the dark sect, and Kang Jinyuan, the descendant of the slashing sword of the years, should also be eyeing him.

Yan Zhao song raised his hand, even the Wushen triple realm, the late stage of the strong Nongyu Xuan injured, so Kang Jinyuan and others were also taken aback.

However, Kang Jinyuan quickly saw that I didn’t know why, and Nongyu Xuan had a problem.

Kang Jin originated from the frivolous, he must report, only to eat a loss in the hands of Nongyu Xuan, then the eyeballs turned, but instead chased Nongyu Xuan.

The dark ancestor, seeing the Yan Zhao song, looks suspicious.

Yan Zhaoge smiled: "My surname is Yan, Yan Zhaoge, I don't know the place of the Sheng and Zhouzhou altars. Did Wu Zixiu and the elders of Nie Shengni have mentioned me to the general altar here?"

This dark ancestor is stunned: "You are Yan Zhaoge? But you should be right at Shenghezhou."

Yan Zhao song spread the palm of his hand: "When it comes to you, when the school of your school is running, Yanmou is accidentally rolled in. Fortunately, he has saved his life, but he has already returned to the noble altar, but he has been countered. The power of the sun against the moon shrouded."

"Then it was even more confusing and it was here, and it was almost indiscriminate to explode the force of the moon against the moon. It is really dead."

The dark ancestor listened at a glance, and stared at Yan Zhao’s song: "It was involved in the ceremonial ritual of the secluded sun, and it should be crushed by the power of the ceremonial force on the side of Shenghezhou. Even if it is not dead, it should not be Was sent to the altar here."

He looked at the Yan Zhao song up and down, and his heart was shocked: "Really, as Wu Chang Lao said, this person is less than 30 years old!"

So young, there is such a high level of cultivation, and the strength is even more thorough.

Although Fang Cai Nongyu Xuan lost because of his own fire, but Yan Zhao song shot, this dark emperor also looked in his eyes, making him scared.

In particular, Yan Zhaoge can also resolve the explosion of the next day and the moon, and these means are also shocking.

Although the elder of the dark ancestor is not clear, but the heart also suspects that Nongyu Xuan is in danger, perhaps it is caused by Yan Zhaoge!

Such a talented talent, so cultivated as a strength, so strange and hegemonic means that he had to feel shocked.

His heart is thinking about how to talk about it in the future. The distant world suddenly vibrates, and the arrogance sweeps across the square, and instantly spreads to the world where everyone is.

Yan Zhaoge also looked over there, and saw the endless brilliance, shining the heavens and the earth into a white, and then no other sights.

The richness of the upper bounds of the world, the spirit of the heavens and the earth, and the stability of the boundaries are far better than the worlds of the Eight Pole, the Fire, the Bohai, and the Floating.

The power of the warrior wants to influence the environment here, and it requires a higher level.

Here, if you want to set off such a magnificent vision of the heavens and the earth, break the void, and there are few people who can see the true **** of Wu Sheng.

Such a vast expanse of light, the glory of the vastness of the sky, in this emerald sea, rare to see.

"Luo Zhitao!" The dark elders blurted out.

Yan Zhao song nodded slightly.

The Emperor Guangmingzong, "Glory Jiuyi" Luo Zhitao.

But in the infinite glory, there is a clear and faint long river, as if the time has passed, dividing the radiant ocean into two.

An old man who describes the dryness and hangs old, stepping on the river of time.

He described it as extremely old, but his eyes were very young and smart, just like the children who were born soon.

The old man has a sword in his hand, and the sword is like water. Wherever he goes, the time in the void seems to be slow together.

It is also the number of miles of the sword.

He fights with the Guangzong sect, Luo Zhitao. In the distance, the dark ancestor Zhou Haosheng is also fighting with Xuan Mu Wang, and the top powers are also catching and killing.

The Daxu dynasty found the total altar of the dark sect and took all the shots. The whole body, almost the entire top of the Emperor, was involved in this battle.

Yan Zhao song entered the group dragon hall, the hall down, directly sinking into the sea, so as not to be affected by Luo Zhitao their war.

However, compared with the current death to the head of the Ming dynasty, Yan Zhaoge at the moment recalls more of the heart is like the Jianguang.

"What age is old, what month is the month, what flow is flowing, what light is light, what sword is the sword..." Yan Zhao song sewed his eyes: "That is clearly the martial arts derived from Zhou Guangtian." (To be continued.) 8