History’s Strongest Senior Brother

I heard the news of Bailujing, and the Emperor really felt a little surprised.

But then, he calmed down: "This old demon has not yet appeared. If he really intervenes, I should wait for it to speed up and solve the problem before he appears."

The emperor Zhang Buxu’s words turned abruptly, but he was the one who rushed to the temple. “Since you have produced a sense of intelligence, you may know more about the white deer of Shou Xingjun’s mounts than I did.”

"The old demon has not fallen under the ruin. Now, after so many years, I am afraid that the road to cultivation will be more profound and terrible. Your current situation may not be an opponent."

"It would be better to join forces with me, and to deal with the old demon is serious."

The Dian Dian Temple said coldly and coldly: "The tongue is like a spring."

During the conversation, there was a shock in the distant sky, and someone was near here.

The comers are two people, a teenager who looks like a white jade crown. It is the "Little Sword God" long snow silence that has not been seen for a long time.

The other is the father of Yan Zhaoge, Yan Di.

The two of them apparently had a chance when they first explored the path in the universe of the temple, and then they simply walked together and went all the way.

Yan Zhaoge and others saw it and immediately greeted them together.

Everyone has seen the ceremony and quickly announced the news on hand.

Yan Di and Long Xue are still surprised by the current situation.

The spirit of the temple is born on the one hand, and the strength of the strong leader of the Yaozu is strong, on the other hand.

"Since it is impossible to say that the spirit of the temple is unreasonable, it is better to simply let him solve the problem of distraction, quick fix, and solve him first." Long Xue said quietly: "At that time, relying on the advantages of Dan Dian, Try to counter the white deer."

Yundi said: "The old road also does the same idea, but if it can't be solved in a short time, it may be copied by the Yaozu. Second, if the Yaozu has already colluded with this temple spirit, we are afraid of it. It is already in a critical situation."

"If they really collude, I am waiting to be in this Dan Dian, I want to go too late, it is better to simply break the boat and concentrate on the first attack." Long Xue said.

Yan Zhaoge said with a deep heart: "I can't try it."

By guiding the Beiming avatar over the center of the center, Yan Zhaoge can know that the outsiders who set foot in the Dan Temple have almost entered the shadowed area at this moment.

In addition to Yan Di, who has already joined himself, Nie Jingshen, staying up late, and fascinating and thinking are not far from here.

At the current distance, there is no way to think about the temple spirit.

It is the old deer that is the real problem.

Long Xue did not say much, and directly went to Jianguang, and flew to the place where the distant emperor Zhang Buxu and his fellows played against each other.

The Yunzheng Emperor is also the same action.

The Dian Dian Temple is extremely powerful, but before he reincarnates, the level of reason seems vague, and it is difficult to use the martial art to define the boundary of the realm. It is also an attack by two real emperors, which can also pose a threat to it.

It is the aftermath of the battle between the emperor and the emperor, which is a threat to the human warriors who have not pushed the fairy door.

Therefore, Yan Zhaoge, Yan Di, and He Wei did not move in the same place, so that the Emperor and others could take the lead without any scruples, and then consider the follow-up.

At the same time, the spirit of the three of them extended to the outside, alerting the movement around.

On the other side, the main attacker is still Zhang Buxu, but after Long Xue and the Yun Zheng Emperor joined, the pressure of the temple spirit also increased significantly.

After all, these two can't be measured by the true sense of the true sense.

While watching the peripheral situation, Yan Zhaoge also tried to perceive the condition of the Dian Dian Temple.

The instrument has been launched.

In this case, the temple spirit was besieged by the three people of Longxue, and the possibility of the failure of the instrument was great.

In this case, he continues to insist at the moment, what is the significance?

In the thoughts of Yan Zhao's songs, the feeling of faintness is wrong.

The two sides fought in the hustle and bustle, and the dark universe of the distant drugstore suddenly burst into a splendid brilliance, as if it was a brilliant day, rising in the face of Yan Zhaoge and others.

On the periphery of the glory, there are three black shadows flying around, like sunspots.

That is naturally three people.

In addition to the familiar Long Xue and the Yun Zheng Emperor, there is also a handsome middle-aged man with a handsome face.

The middle-aged man sat kneeling in the void, and a Yaoqin was placed on his knees.

Between the strings and the waves, one after another invisible swords fluttered between the heavens and the earth, and swayed to the brilliant day.

It is the Shangqiu seven-string sword that the emperor Zhang Buxu is famous for.

At this moment, he did a positive main attack, while Long Xue and Yun Zheng the Great were assisted.

At this moment, the three Shangqing Swordsmen set off an offensive that smashed the mountains and smashed the sea, destroying the heavens and destroying the land, and swearing the swords to turn the universe into a dead space.

The glory of the bright day is flickering, flickering.

Among the glory, there is a figure, and there is a burst of fragrance.

The aroma is not pungent, but it will last forever.

Even if the two sides have already played in the void, the universe is sore, and the aroma is still quietly floating, and it is fascinating.

"Sure enough, I used a lot of elixir and the herbal medicines stored in the medicine storehouse, and the heavenly treasures to refine the body." Yan Zhao song saw the heart, there are counts.

But his eyes flashed a little: "Just, it seems that something is wrong..."

Just thinking about it, Yan Zhaoge suddenly felt that a very horrible idea suddenly appeared in the vicinity of the void.

Not from afar, and then quickly approached.

It seems that it has risen in the same place, and it has been nearby, but there is no sign.

That horrible idea almost made people feel numb and shudder in the place.

In addition to the situation of the Emperor Zhang Buxu is slightly better, other people, whether it is the Long Xue, the Yun Zheng Emperor, or the Yan Zhaoge three people watching, feel that they are under heavy pressure, as if they can not move.

Everyone felt a little, and Huo Ran looked up.

I saw an old man standing in the void, wearing a yellow towel, wearing a crane, face like a crown jade, floating under the sky.

In his hand, he was carrying a nine-section dried vine, and he was smiling at the crowd.

"Is already pushing the door of Xianmen, basically here?" asked the old man leisurely.

The temple of Nadan Temple said coldly: "Yes, except for a leakless squad, everyone who pushes the fairy door is here."

The old man smiled and shook his head: "There is less than the old man expected."

Yan Zhaoge carefully looked at the old man, and the picture in the depths of memory floated to his mind.

The other party is the white deer of Shou Xingjun!

Before the great annihilation, this old deer had entered the Tianting Jingu Bookstore with Shouxing. Although it was the original form of the white deer, it was briefly transformed into a human form. Under the Shouxing, it was included in the library. The secret law of the door.

It is with Yan Zhao song that you can recognize each other's identity at a glance.

Yan Di, Yun Zheng, and other people, compared to the ancient records, the image of folklore, also guessed the identity of the old man.

The attention of the people at this moment is not even on the crutches of the dragon.

Not because the cane is inconspicuous, but because the old deer itself is already in the cold.

The emperor Zhang step’s brow wrinkled, staring at the white deer, and his lips moved.

"Heavenly..."