History’s Strongest Senior Brother

The great destruction of the past years has always been hanged in the heart of Yan Zhao.

After that big annihilation, not only did Haoyu Daqian experience the catastrophe, but many powerful powers who were active before that did not sound.

This is one of the main reasons why Yan Zhaoge insists that things are more artificial than natural disasters.

Now that I have learned the secret of Shenglingzi, it seems to be implicating the secret iceberg of the year. Yanzhao song is more exciting.

Although the old saying goes well, the more you know, the faster you die.

But knowing less, it is also very easy to die, and the death is unclear, maybe it will be sold and replaced by the number of people.

At the moment when I heard the celestial ritual, the deepest part of Yan Zhao’s heart has already had a vague conjecture.

Now that the conjecture has been thoroughly confirmed, there is an unexpected joy in my heart, but there is also such a feeling.

Yan Zhao’s heart is undulating, and there are not many traces on the surface.

The old man who is fighting with him is angry and anxious.

Chengtian Lixiang and other materials, the previous reserves have been exhausted, continue to add.

This time, the frenzy was set off, and the anti-Xuan army was swept up. After a large number of lost grounds, they quickly set about collecting again.

Some of these things are precious and some are not so high, but one common feature is that production is very rare.

After a large-scale search, it is almost impossible to collect such a large amount of various materials in a short time.

In order to hide his eyes and ears, he was on the road alone, but he was blocked by Yan Zhao song.

The old man regrets in his heart. He still subconsciously despised the Yan Zhao song, so that he himself fell into the current embarrassing situation. If he is bent on his heart or stays behind, he will not plant such a big head.

If he can't take back the sac, he can escape from it now, and it's hard to tell others after he goes back.

Especially when he saw Yan Zhaoge's one of the treasures, the sea and the lungs, when the mass was taken out on the spot, it was even more angry and tempted.

Bei Ming has a large amount of brown crystal sand in the shrinking capsule.

In the brownish crystal sand, flashing red light is like a flame beating.

Like a sand and a world, every small crystal sand has a small flame that is beating.

A large number of crystal sands come together to form a majestic trend.

As the fire beats, the earthy brown sand that gathers together is like the lungs of a person, breathing constantly, and a lot of aura comes in and out, and the circulation keeps going.

Yan Zhao song laughed: "The earth and the lungs, good things, just for my use, thank you."

In the "lower bounds" such as the Eight Great World, this is a treasure that has disappeared.

Bei Ming’s body stretched out into the palm of his hand, and the palm of his hand rushed, and there was a faint sound of the tide.

Those earthy brown crystal sands were radiant, and suddenly changed appearance.

The crystal sand is broken in a large amount and turned into a rolling dust.

Bei Ming took a deep breath and took a deep breath.

The brown smoke suddenly turned into a soil dragon, and was inhaled into the body by the North Ming!

At the same time, Bei Ming had a boxing stand and showed his true meaning.

The real element above the top of the head floats and condenses into a real scene, as if it were reproduced.

In the vast and boundless, desolate and ancient sea, there is a huge and incomparable 鲲 起 起 起 起 起 起 起 起 起 起 起 起 起 起 起 起 起 起 起 起 起 起 起 起 起 起 起 起 起

At this time, as Bei Ming's body gradually inhaled the sea lung crystal, the scene of the martial art that he condensed on his head began to gradually change.

The sea still exists, but it is no longer so desolate and ancient.

The seabed crust, constantly changing, and occasional ground fire eruption, but most of the time it is subtle, gradually changing.

After the passage of the times, the passage of time has passed, and the sea has turned into a sacred field.

But the powerful Kunpeng, which lasted forever through the ages, not only did not decay and aging, but also experienced the accumulation of years, but more and more powerful.

The northern meditation, the scent of the ups and downs, is also growing stronger and rising, as if there is no end.

The old man saw it, and his heart was even more bitter: "Is it actually like this? The earth and the lungs, just enough to boost him to a higher level, is the martial arts that is conducive to his practice to advance to a higher level?"

"The martial arts he practiced, in the step of body, phase, and soul, the earth lungs can play a huge help!"

"Without such a large amount of earth and sea lungs, he may not be able to take this step in what year and month, but now..."

The old man had the urge to hit the wall at this moment.

The earth's lungs are extremely rare, and collection is not so easy, and the family has also spent a lot of effort.

Such a large-scale earth-earth lung crystal is difficult to see at ordinary times. It is the Daxuan dynasty that temporarily mobilizes a lot of manpower and material resources to get so much in a short period of time.

Otherwise, let Yan Zhaoge go and find it himself. Even if you know where you are, it is difficult to extract so much in a short time.

The number is small, although it still helps the Beiming avatar, but the role it can play will naturally decrease.

Like now, a large amount of earthy brown crystal sand is constantly broken, and then Bei Ming is continuously absorbed into the body and refining.

In the group of dragons, the richness of the real dragon, Beiming has also been refining and absorbing, scouring itself and laying a solid foundation.

Now that I have the opportunity of the earth's lungs, I have a ladder to a higher level.

The atmosphere of Bei Ming’s avatar is constantly rising until it is a moment, as if it is a breakthrough!

The scene of the top of the head rolled into a real element suddenly converges, all disappeared.

In the eyes of Yan Zhaoge's Bei Ming, there are half-black and half-gold flashes of light, such as the Bohai Sea, such as the earth, like the sky.

A faint humanoid light and shadow, as if appearing in the North Ming dynasty, and then quickly disappeared.

Although the light and shadow is very light, it can still be seen that the appearance is similar to that of Beiming, and there is also a similarity between Yan and Zhao.

It is the Yanzhao song refining the North Ming dynasty, the spirit of the birth of Bei Ming, and Yan Zhao song's own soul is closely connected, like a whole body.

The old man snorted.

At the moment, Bei Ming’s powerful strength from the hands and feet made him feel guilty.

He is familiar with the current state of Bei Ming.

The blood and flesh, the soul of the mind, the martial arts, the perfection, and the integration of each other.

Wu Sheng triple, the realm of the late phase!

"Thank you for your big gift." Yan Zhaoge’s deity smiled and his body receded and no longer played against the old man.

At that moment, the old man has already refused to accept the lost treasures such as Tian Tian Li, and only asks himself to be born and left!

But Yan Zhaoge’s Bei Ming’s body fell from the sky and instantly came to him!

In the middle of the whole body, there is a half-gold and half-black brilliance, and the violent power is turbulent.

The sword meaning that can delay the change of time in the surrounding space, at this moment, even the influence of the martial arts of Beiming.

Time seems to be rewinding, and everything is back to the era of the wild.

The old man urged his own Huihong sword, but Yan Zhaoge had already handed the dark green bamboo stick in his own hands to Beiming.

Bei Ming fell into a stick, and Jianguang suddenly became bleak.

And in his other hand, the fierce dragon gun roared out!

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