History’s Strongest Senior Brother

The phoenix light and shadow gradually converge and is put into a young man.

The young man looked at the palace with a gloomy look. "The kid who is wearing the sun, what is the matter, is it related to the sun on the sun?"

He had accidentally got the news of the underground palace. Before that, even the characters on the ground in the southeast of Yangyang did not know what was going on here.

But now it seems that there are still things in the submarine palace that I don't understand.

And this information, Yan Zhaoge has mastered.

The young man looked up at the sea hanging upside down: "The time is limited, Lin Hanhua, they should soon find that the rush came..."

He turned and walked into the palace, suddenly suddenly in his heart, feeling a pair of eyes watching him.

"What else is there in this palace except the Phoenix bone?"

The young man snorted and took out a gold cup from the miniature capsule.

He used his strength to crush the gold cup directly.

The broken gold cup is turned into a stream of light, and it is constructed into a golden mark in the void.

The signing trail flew deep into the palace, but in a short period of time, the entire palace shook together.

The sea above the palace is spinning and spreading, forming a huge vacuum.

At this moment, there are many invisible eddies in the space above the palace, and the bottom of the vortex all enters the interior of the palace.

In the blink of an eye, the palace gate seems to be incarnate in thousands of ways, opening in different directions.

After identifying the direction, the young man chose the portal formed by one of the vortexes and stepped into the palace.

In a few hectares, the above-mentioned overhanging seawater rushed out of the glory, it was Luo Zhitao and Kang Pingren.

Some people fled, some chased, each chose the portal, and rushed into the palace.

The Yanzhao song, which first entered the submarine palace, was walking in the dark passage, and suddenly the passage in front of the eyes began to distort.

For a time, it seems like the sky is falling, and the whole collapses.

The entire palace was distorted, the road in front of it was fragmented, and then reorganized and restored into a palace.

The next moment, broken again, and then reorganized again.

Yan Zhaoge can stabilize his body shape, but he has no choice but to find that the road ahead is no longer clear.

The phasing furnace is still guiding his direction accurately, but the virtual air changes in front of him, and the road is not a way to make it difficult for people to have a foot.

When the palace finally regained its stability, the scene in front of Yan Zhao’s song was completely different.

The golden glow of the road appeared, illuminating the passage of the original darkness, but Yan Zhaoge walked among them, but there was a feeling of stagnation.

The golden light is lingering in the footsteps of the self and the North.

"Is it the reason for that person?" Yan Zhao's heart thought: "Look at this posture, this is not only the sword, but also other things in the palace."

The other party should come to other things, get the corresponding clues, or treasures that can affect the palace.

Although Yan Zhaoge used the blasting furnace to seize the opportunity, the other side also had a unique means to try to pull back a city.

The opponent may not be able to come later, but he made the palace change, delaying the footsteps of Yan Zhaoge and gaining more opportunities for himself.

"I am still half a step now." Yan Zhao song smiled.

Although the golden glory hinders his own pace, the change of time and space and the flashing of golden light do not affect the hearth furnace to guide himself.

Yan Zhaoge continued to follow the guidance of the blasting furnace and went deeper into the palace.

The more you go down, the more strange the Yan Zhao song feels, the palace passage in front of you, gradually changing appearance, looks a bit like flesh and blood.

I seem to enter the belly of a behemoth.

"This guy..." Yan Zhao's brow wrinkled, and his heart was more cautious.

The vibration of the hearth furnace in the hands was getting more and more fierce. At the end, it was separated from the palm of Yan Zhaoge and flew deep into the passage.

Yan Zhaoge did not keep the furnace, let him leave his palm, just speed up the foot, catch up with the flying stove.

Walking and walking, Yan Zhao’s nose was slightly moved, and a thick **** sigh came.

This bloody, fierce, revealing the ultimate evil and madness.

Whether in the eight-maximum world or in the upper bounds, Yan Zhaoge was the first to encounter such a strong **** suffocation.

This kind of blood gas is in the **** sea of ​​the corpse, the battlefield of the dead everywhere, Yan Zhao song never encountered.

If you want to say dead people, then it is necessary to die 100,000 people, can you have such a strong suffocation?

"It's not human blood, but some kind of extremely violent tyrannical demon." Yan Zhao song squinted his eyes, and suddenly there was a count: "This is really... under the palace, actually the body of a giant beast, that swallowed Tian Jian is in his belly."

He snorted: "This kind of **** suffocation, this is an extremely powerful big demon. It must be a sloppy party before life."

Yanzhao sings the gods, but instead faces the most **** source, all the way.

The golden light in the passage gradually disappeared, leaving only a lot of blood.

In front, at the end of the passage, the thick blood is shining and the color is almost black.

After Yan Zhaoge walked in, there was a huge blood pool in front of him.

The blood pool is huge, and it is almost impossible to see at a glance. It is not so much a blood pool as it is a blood lake.

Although the blood stasis is not strong enough, it does not appear like a common **** smell.

The taste in the blood pool is very weird, fragrant, stinking, sweet and salty.

A variety of flavors come together, but people feel even more unpleasant, not as simple as the stench.

However, the most important thing for Yan Zhaoge to pay attention to is not the taste here, but the blood in the blood pool, there are rhythmic ups and downs.

Compared with the complexity of the taste, the blood color is very pure, not dull, but bright, and looks like blood red crystal.

The blood is ups and downs and the rhythm is stable.

Feeling... like the heart is beating.

In the center of the blood pool, a huge long cockroach with a black body is erected, and the word "swallowing the sky" is written.

This swallows the sword, in the middle of the blood pool, with the rise and fall of blood, there is also a rhythmic ups and downs.

On the long raft, there was a stream of blood and blood flowing into the blood pool.

Yan Zhaoge can feel that the spiritual power is constantly flowing, extracted from the blood pool, and then supplied to the swallowing sword.

At this moment, the dig furnace did not fall on the swallowing sword, but floated in the air above the sword, regaining a quiet appearance.

Watch out for the surroundings. After no abnormalities are found, Yan Zhao songs stand up and fly to the swallowing sword.

Re-received the furnace, and then fell on the top of the swallowing sword.

When Yan Zhao’s toes touched the top of the sword, his spirit suddenly burst into flames. (To be continued.)