History’s Strongest Senior Brother

The outbreak of time and space turbulence began with the dissipation of the light and shadow of the Emperor.

The blessing of the great and bright wheel, the surface of the group of dragons shrouded a fascinating glory, and circling around in the turbulent flow of time and space, it was guaranteed.

Otherwise, it is refining the door of Baiyu. In such a horrible wave, the group dragon temple only collapsed and shattered.

Yan Zhaoge and other people in the hall will naturally not be better.

Now, everyone can sit on the Diaoyutai.

However, Yan Zhaoge noticed that the Great Nguyen Wheel gradually fell into silence.

Even if the glory lamp is absorbed, the big secluded wheel is still not completely finished, and it is still a semi-finished product.

There is still a long way to go before you want to make it truly a legendary celestial soldier.

Yan Zhaoge tried to communicate with it, and there was no echo. This treasure that just shines, now seems to be a completely inconspicuous black iron wheel, quietly floating in the hollow of the Dragon Hall.

{No+ However, Yan Zhaoge is not in a hurry, just watching the black iron wheel and watching carefully.

Everything that happened to him was mostly within his expectation, and he was the one who made it.

But there are some things that let Yan Zhao song see a lot of things that I didn't know before.

"The son." Ahu took a pair of big hands and curiously came up from the side: "In addition to this thing, what are the gains for us this time?"

Yan Zhao song smiled: "To say that you can see the benefits of the effect immediately, the first thing to do."

Bei Ming was smiling and his hands were open, and Guanghua was released from the palm of his hand.

The next moment, a piece of gray color, like a bone-like thing, appeared in the palm of Bei Ming.

A tiger looked at the bone curiously and carefully separated for a long time, making sure he had not seen it.

"What is the bone of the back, a spine?" Ahu scratched his head.

On the other hand, Pan Pan got together, his nose twitching hard, his eyes seem a bit like understanding.

It has never seen the other side's own kind, but it is engraved in the depths of the blood, and the memory of the ancestors passed on, making it vaguely familiar.

Pan Pan stared at it for a moment, revealing a look that "although I didn't recognize it, but it looked delicious." Then my tongue slammed and rolled toward the bone.

Bei Ming’s avatar stopped it at this time, Yan Zhao said with a smile: “It’s slow, nothing else, this thing can’t be eaten for you.”

Pan Pan blinked, as if I didn't understand it, and once again, I went to the bones and went to the bone.

"boom!"

Yan Zhaoge did not show his head in the head of the brain: "Let's play with me, you don't understand me."

Panpan's two front paws hold their heads and split their mouths, revealing a sly smile.

Yan Zhao song looked at the bone and said slowly: "For you, but a good food, but for my Bei Ming avatar, it is a good thing."

Bei Ming smiled and the palms swallowed, and the gray bones shook.

The grayish white gradually dissipated, and the golden light was radiated from the bone!

The whole bone is so bright that it looks like a golden crystal.

This bone is like having its own life, and it starts to keep beating, and the roar of the inside of the bones is like a wild roar that has passed through the ages.

In Jinguang, there is a vague illusion.

In the illusion, there is vast and vast, boundless sea.

The waves are rolling, and there is a huge figure in the deep sea.

The huge waves, the violent tsunami, were crushed when this huge figure approached.

When this huge black shadow floats up and gradually reaches the surface of the sea, it looks like a small land, and it is difficult to measure its length and width.

The black shadow finally surfaced, and it was a huge squid!

The giant python swims in the sea, and the absurd and powerful power is manifested as if it can lift the heavens and the earth.

This giant scorpion leaped from the sea and turned into a equally huge Qingpeng in the air.

Dapeng spread its wings and instantly swung over nine days, disappearing into the sky, and it was hard to trace.

Ahu looked at this scene and turned his eyes to Yan Zhaoge’s Bei Ming, and blurted out: “鲲鹏!”

"Not bad." Yan Zhaoge slightly decapitated: "This is a piece of bones."

With the golden light, the light and shadow are presented, and the crystal-clear and sturdy scorpion bones gradually return to their original colors, and the size begins to expand rapidly. Seeing the momentum, it will become much larger than the group dragon temple.

Yan Zhao's face showed a satisfactory color: "It is the spine of a pure blood, and it condenses the power and artistic conception of that Peng Peng, pure and abundant."

Bei Ming split his hands and pressed them together on the bones.

Under his real role, Yan Peng's bones no longer continue to grow bigger, but people around can still feel it, and the power of the air is more and more embarrassing.

Bei Ming’s palms are filled with light, as if they can be in the dust.

Yan Peng's bones disappeared, but Bei Ming was separated from himself, and golden light appeared everywhere.

Between the breaths, the golden light quickly turned into a black brilliance, and the next moment changed back, and the cycle alternated.

Bei Ming was sitting on the knees, his eyes closed, and he entered the state of being settled. He stopped talking, but he was fully refining the bones.

It is not only to absorb the essence of it, but more importantly, to appreciate the power concept that originated from the real beast.

In this way, it is combined with the foundation of the martial arts of Beiming, and it is launched at a higher level.

Yan Zhaoge saw that the practice of Bei Ming’s avatar was on the right track, and he turned his attention back to other things.

When the treasures under the altar are like clouds, and when the big and bright wheels are smashed, Yan Zhaoge is also able to successfully acquire the strongest scholasticism of the past sacred sacred religions.

Yan Zhaoge knows that it is not without the ecstasy of the Twelve Laws, but it is very interesting to him.

Because he found that this school is absolutely faint, there is a shadow between the vague and the beginning of chaos.

This is extremely rare.

Because, the beginning of the chaos, the source of the wonderful, is the head of the Sanmen of Daomen, the master of Yuqing, the power of Yuanshi Tianzun.

The second volume in Yuanshitianshu, the Yuantianshu, one of the innate three books, symbolizes that everything is from nothing to the original "one."

Yuantianshu can be practiced by many people at the same time, but only one person can be trained to become a great person. Whoever first becomes a big man will block the way of others.

The first of the ten books, the Promise of Heaven, the source of the law, is even more extreme.

Yuan Shi Tian Zun is unique.

The endlessness of everything, is also unique.

After Yuan Shi Tian Zun’s detachment, the promise of the first ten volumes of Yuan Shi Tian Shu, others can only practice.

At the same time, there is only one person who can practice the Promise of Heaven. If this seat is occupied, it cannot be squeezed unless the practitioners die.

Yan Zhaoge tried it not long ago and found that even his own Beiming avatar could not enlighten the Promise Heavenly Book, and he could only practice himself.

In this way, if you use your own Promise, you may be seen.

Now, with the faint twelve laws, you can hide one or two. (To be continued.)

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