History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Yan Zhao’s heart is jumping, and there is a sense of uneasiness.

"Sure enough, there is a big fear in the face, just do not know whether it is the Daxuan dynasty or the Guangming sect?" Yan Zhao sings while thinking, while having a care.

Bei Ming was sitting on the ground, squatting and raising his breath, constantly swallowing the true dragon spirit in the Dragon Temple, and the secluded moonlight glory of the secluded moon.

His deity swayed out of the dragon temple, and then grasped the palm of his hand, and the large group of dragons quickly became smaller.

At the end of the day, it was originally like the residence of the gods, and the dragon palace that was magnificent like the Dragon King Palace turned into a rice grain.

The real dragon can be big or small. When it is big, it will rise above nine days. The hour is hidden in the acupoint.

The group dragon temple built by the group dragon bones also has such ability.

Yan Zhao song raised his palm, and there was a chaotic scene in the palm of his hand, and then the small group of dragons directly collected.

The Promise of the Promise of Heaven, working hard, Yan Zhaoge as a whole person seems to be in chaos, vague, invisible.

Yan Zhaoge does not use force, just in the deep sea, with the deep flow of sea water.

His heart was slightly loose, and it felt as if something had stuck to his body before it broke, and it seemed that the dust had been stained before and was now wiped away.

"Why should I pursue my whereabouts? That Kang Jinyuan himself could not bear the mark on me. It seems to be the middle sacred soldier."

Yan Zhao song thought about it, and already understood: "In the middle of the sacred soldiers, it is quite a good thing, not only the amazing defense, there are other magical uses."

This Yan Zhao song can also be sure that this treasure is not owned by Kang Jinyuan personally, but the things of his family's elders.

After experiencing a wounded battle with Nongyu Xuan, his elders were afraid that he would be accidental again, so he gave him a bodyguard.

I have to say that it is a wise choice, otherwise Kang Jinyuan was stabbed to death by Yan Zhaoge.

With the drifting, the concealment is concealed, the speed of travel is too slow, and it is inefficient, Yanzhao song gradually floats to the surface.

Looking around, behind the sky and the end of the sea, shrouded by the red sky and the blue thunder, bursting out of bursts of glare and earth-shattering sounds, it is heart-rending.

At this time, through the thunder fire, there is an extremely powerful sword light to fly here.

Jianguang was overwhelming, and from afar, the half of the sky became a smash.

All the scenery seems to have become static.

Yan Zhaoge nodded slightly: "Ling Lingzi is a pulse, and the cultivation is not low."

He sank into the sea and became silent, hiding in the sea, as if it did not exist.

The figure is as transparent as it is, no sound is emitted, no breath is revealed, no mind is turbulent.

Although it has been far away from the center of the Thunderbolt Explosion, it is still in a state of twisting and breaking, regardless of the time and space on the sea or under the sea, presenting a doomsday scene.

Although the strength of the other side is high, in such an environment, it is necessary to find a script that runs the Promise, and everything seems to return to the Yanzhao song, but it is also a black eye.

Without the help of the mirror, she lost her mind.

Mrs. Kang looked solemn and solemnly looked at the surrounding environment, thinking about it and suddenly shot.

The Jianguang light expanded and instantly became a huge enchantment, covering the surrounding waters.

Everything in the enchantment is tarnished and grayish, as if it is going to decay.

Everything, including the sea below, is like being sealed in amber, not moving.

Mrs. Kang’s eyes are like a torch, shining through the deep sea, moving by little, looking carefully, not letting go of any clues.

Yan Zhao song is in the sea and cannot move at this time.

"Hey, this is a tricky figure." Yan Zhao song brows up, the other side has both ideas and patience, so that she can find it, sooner or later.

The gaze is not sharp, but it is as long as time and long, and it is endless, giving people unstoppable pressure.

The sights are sweeping through the sea little by little, not in a hurry, and in good order.

Mrs. Kang does not seem to worry at all that Yan Zhaoge has left the sea. She is not worried that she will be so patient and time-consuming to find here, and that the Lord will escape further.

Although the mirror is not working now, it has already pointed out the rough direction.

Taking her and Yan Zhaoge's cultivation as the boundary gap, she determined that she could catch up with Yan Zhao song, and the other party could not run too far.

However, in this sea area, there is no trace of Yan Zhaoge. She estimates that Yan Zhaoge should have a special way to hide and hide.

Although Yan Zhao can't be found, if Yan Zhao's song has a big movement, she won't be able to see her eyes.

Therefore, Mrs. Kang is convinced that Yan Zhaoge is in front of this sea area, as long as she looks carefully, she will eventually find it.

This is not blind arrogance, but based on self-confidence and accurate grasp of their own strength, and carefully consider the answer after each link.

Her speculation is not exactly ten, but the chance of an accident is too small.

Therefore, Mrs. Kang calmed down and searched carefully like a plowing land. It was almost transparent to see every drop of sea in this sea.

The horrible eyes glance at the sea, and you will find yourself in front of you.

Yanzhao sings like a sea of ​​hearts, keeping calm and calm.

He can now roughly see that the other party is Wu Shengwu, the strongest in the mid-term realm of God.

The enemy of this realm, the current self is not easy to deal with, even if it can promote the sun, the role is limited.

After all, I only have one blow, and the sun print can only play the power of the Chinese sage.

What's more, although the thunder fire has been horrible, the woman's hand is also a Chinese sacred soldier.

Yan Zhao’s songs have a set of countermeasures, and then they are all overturned by themselves in the next moment.

until……

Yan Zhao’s gaze glimpsed, and his heart faintly entered into the darkness.

Earth-burning furnace.

Yan Zhaoge has no sign of the whole person and disappeared in the same place.

In the sea, where he was, there was only one black incense burner left.

Yan Zhao song seems to stand in the boundless darkness, quietly watching no bright void in front of him, there seems to have a pair of eyes open, and look at him.

As the Yanzhao songs are getting higher and higher, the strength is getting stronger and stronger, and the connection with this strange and quirky treasure is getting stronger and stronger, and it can do many things that could not be done before.

For example, like now, he has a physical body with a qualitative appearance and enters the furnace.

Although it is impossible to motivate the digger to actively devour other things, it is okay to come in.

It seems to be a separate space.

However, this quirky black incense burner can let yourself escape the search of a strong martial artist in Wusheng, and Yan Zhaoge is not sure.

He stared at the darkness in the darkness of the sky, and after a little thought, he simply stepped into it.

This is where I have not set foot before. (To be continued.)