History’s Strongest Senior Brother

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Muping looks twenty-seven or eight years old, and his appearance is handsome and handsome.

He is one of the core disciples of the rumored turbidity of the Zelang sage in Zege, and he is well versed in the secret martial arts of Zetian.

However, what makes Yan Zhaoge more concerned is that, as far as he knows, this Xiongtai seems to be fascinated by the ambition of the monk of the Great Day.

Although the age difference between the two is about ten years old, it does not affect the enthusiasm of Muping.

Only in the past six months or so, the world of the eight great worlds has changed suddenly, and the relationship between several holy places has become tense.

The turbidity pavilion, which has always been outside the house, is more sensitive to every move.

Although Wu Ping is a younger disciple, as one of the core rumors of the turbulent pavilion, if he is still the same as before, it is very eye-catching.

I don't know if the elders of the division are deliberately mentioning points, or they are trying to restrain themselves. The performance of his recent days seems to have gradually faded the mind of Meng Yu.

Yan Ping’s eyes swept through Liu Shengfeng and Yan Zhaoge and others, and nodded slightly: “Please come with me.”

Liu Shengfeng smiled and took back the wolf. He has been looking at the eyes of Yan Zhaoge and Ye Zhongzhou.

Ye Chongzhou is similar to Yan Ping’s age and has known for a long time. He immediately said: “Mu Ping, it’s rare to come here, you have to take us to see the well-known Qing Lake.”

Qingyue Lake, located in the northwest of Zege, is the venue for this time.

The place here is covered by clouds all year round, but the clouds on the lake change and the scenery is beautiful.

Between the clouds and the clouds, it is more like the infinite heaven and earth, and it can produce many wonders, which makes the world warriors yearn for it.

Turbidity martial arts, people often come to this way to understand the submarine.

As the host of the Tongtian Association, the turbidity pavilion will also be held here.

Wu Ping smiled: "This is nature, you can move freely, but here on the lake, there are the elders of the door to use the terrain to deploy the law."

"If you are free to move, you need to be careful not to touch the ban."

Yan Zhaoge and Si Kongqing, together with Bihai City and Cangwu Mountain, led by Zhang Ping and stepped into the waters of Qingyue Lake.

Everyone stepped on the water, and Yan Zhao’s songs looked around and only felt refreshed.

Between the clouds and fog, the fog and the lake seem to be constantly changing.

The boundary between heaven and earth seems to be blurred. Yan Zhao’s songs look at the past, creating a lake hanging in the sky, but the clouds seem to turn into lakes.

"The turbulent waters of the turbulent pavilion are coming from here?"

Yan Zhaoge looked at the foreground with great interest, and Si Kongqing next to him was the same action.

Ye Zhongzhou and others who are peers also smile and look at Si Kongqing.

Beside Ye Chongzhou, a woman in her early 20s sighed: "It’s a ruinous person."

The woman named Li Jing, and Ye Zhongzhou are the younger generation of Tianhai in Bihai City. The age is similar to that of Yan Zhao and Xiao Yu.

The facial features are vivid, although they are not as beautiful as Sikongqing, but they are also rare beauty.

Unlike Ye Zhongzhou, Li Jing was very gentle, and she curiously looked at Si Kongqing.

Along the way, Si Kongqing appeared extremely quiet, and did not say anything except to see the people.

Anything has followed the step of Yan Zhaoge, but whether it is Ye Zhongzhou or Li Jing, it can be seen that Si Kongqing is not a person without opinion, but seems to be just afraid of trouble.

This young girl seems to have used all her efforts to practice, and she does not even want to even allocate time in other places.

Although the minimum human condition is still understandable, it is not a sociable person, and her mind is not at all.

Ye Chongzhou smiled and said: "The talent is outstanding, and I concentrate on it. God will not treat her badly."

Li Jing said: "Yeah, so young, it has already reached the realm of the late Emperor's peak in the inner guilt. I heard that half a year ago, when he was in the mountains with Hou Xiang of the Cangshan Mountain, he was still a middle-class guru, such progress. Speed ​​is really scary."

The terrain here is vast, and the island is dotted with stars. The people walked on the water and soon came to the center.

Among the clearest lakes, the largest of the islands is here, and the main island, Qingdao Island, is where the venue of the Tongtian Association is held.

On the Qing Dynasty, the disciples of the turbidity pavilion were greeted and arranged for everyone to go to their respective residences.

The architectural style of this place is full of Zedong scenery, and a small bamboo building stands there.

After Yan Zhao’s song was settled, the trail came out of the bamboo building and went back to the lake.

When I came to the lake and walked through the clouds, Yan Zhao’s eyes gradually closed, and the horses walked on the lake.

Ahu followed the Yan Zhao song, did not disturb Yan Zhao song.

His attention is mostly placed in the surrounding environment, to prevent someone from disturbing Yan Zhao song, or to create a dangerous situation.

The mystery of the Qing Lake, he is not thinking about it at this moment.

When the Tongtian League is officially held, when Yan Zhaoge participates in it, Ahu will come out alone.

Although the eyes are closed, the Yan Zhao song's body and mind are magnified to the highest, the whole body's upper and lower points are light and open, and when they breathe around the world's aura, they also feel the aura of the clear lake, and feel the treasures. The unique beauty.

After a moment, Yan Zhao song stopped and stood still, stretching his hands forward and slowly moving in the clouds.

After a long while, Yan Zhaoge started again, continued to walk on the water, walked out a certain distance, and stood still again.

So stop and go, the two-handed action has been continuous.

The clouds around the body of Yan Zhaoge were carried around and gradually formed an increasingly large air mass, which moved along with them.

"It is a change in the clearing of the lake and the water, but it gives me some other ideas about my own martial arts."

Yan Zhao’s heart is thinking: “Being instinct, suffocating and giving birth to spirituality, to the mid-contemporary period, suffocating the illusory world, will further derive the change of reality and the depth of the world.”

"In this, there may be something to use."

Just thinking about it, Yan Zhao song suddenly glimpsed: "Hey?"

Ahu, who followed the step by step, asked: "What happened to the son?"

Yan Zhaoge slightly narrowed his eyes and looked around: "This battle seems to have changed."

A tiger is inexplicable, his face is amazed.

Yan Zhaoge did not continue to say anything. The formation method is the same as the Dan Dao and the refining technique. It is a relatively independent academic reason, and is closely related to the martial arts. However, the revision of the military does not completely determine the rumor.

Moreover, the front of the eye is shrouded in the clearing of the lake, the magnitude of the change is small, not obvious.

Although Ahu Xiu has already reached the realm of the sky, he has not been involved in the law, so he can't see it, nor is it surprising.

For Yan Zhaoge, the formation is also a weakness, but it is relative to other aspects of ability.

Compared with other warriors in the realm of the sect, the Yanzhao song's accomplishments in the formation of the tactics are equally outstanding.

What's more, Yan Zhaoge has come up in recent days, just to make up for the improvement, and it is particularly sensitive to the law.

At this moment, he quickly noticed the anomaly.

Yan Zhaoge touched his chin: "Hey, is this the sequela of the Cangwu Mountain that spread the news and kill me?"

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