History’s Strongest Senior Brother

The starlight that flew out of Suoming’s cuffs was wrapped in the sea of ​​the former nine seas.

Yan Zhaoge had planned to mention with Su Mingming before, so So Minh was prepared.

At this moment, there is no need to claim the distraction. He had already made arrangements when he had taken up the sea water. With the Yan Zhao song, the starlight wrapped in the sea water would fly out.

Starlight fell in front of the Yanzhao song, Yan Zhaoge still clung to the closed cloud vest with one hand, and the other hand penetrated into the starlight.

During the glory of the glory, it was slightly dim, and then the dark sea water flew out.

Yan Zhaoge wrote in the void before, leaving the handwriting, which is like a gully, and the seawater is poured into it to fill the gap, forming a network of water and veins.

This way, it is all black, like a jade, flashing clear and shiny luster.

When the original demons were seen, the brows couldn’t help but tighten.

He remembered the original magical instrument, which has never appeared before, and Yan Zhaoge himself created a unique instrument.

The day when the magical instrument was mainly aimed at his demon, but the original mental illness had not healed yet, and did not dare to have too much action.

Today, he is returning to the peak, and the role of the magical instrument is limited.

So even if you know that Yan Zhaoge has this unique instrument, the original demons are not in the heart today.

But this matter always haunts the heart of this old devil.

Through the sacred magic instrument, he can easily associate with Yan Xun songs. Is there anything else new?

Two hundred years have passed since the beginning of the year, and his original mental illness has healed, but the ever-changing Yan Zhao song is afraid that the change will be even greater.

The first time to pay attention to the movements of Yan Zhaoge, the original demons secretly felt that the roads that blended with the magical sea water suddenly felt a bit of mystery.

He wants to stop, but he is distracted.

In the face of Suo Ming's step by step, under the influence of the cut-off book, the old devil must be forcibly dragged from the illusion into the reality.

The power of horror, like the rage of the sea, and the waves of the sky are shot one by one toward the original heart.

The original demons could only watch the pure black scorpion under the control of Yan Zhaoge, and flew into Luo Yuanzhong at the top of Fengyunyu.

The blood fog is still raging, it seems to be imaginary, difficult to break, and hard to eradicate.

But the dark cloud of the original demons, but suddenly shocked, began to roll up.

The black clouds stirred up, became more and more intense, and expanded more and more, but they began to gradually get out of control. Even the people of Nie Jingshen and Shadow Magic in Jiuguili felt that the instrument was unstable and lost control.

This sudden change has in turn affected the blood fog that has spread from the black clouds.

Just as the pavilion shook the foundation and became vacant, it naturally began to be unstable.

The quietness of the nine secluded sea of ​​the sea, although the surface is still like solidification, not starting to drip, but its interior seems to gradually begin to have dark surges.

In the sea, between the twelve pillars, Nie Jingshen frowned and looked at everything that happened in front of him.

Suddenly, he seemed to be the center of the undercurrent, and the volatility of the road squeezed him.

The scene that surprised him happened.

Luo Yuan of Feng Yunyu, as if directly crossing the **** dark clouds, crossed the virtual and real borders, crossed the heavy void, and directly contacted his sword light that collapsed into a point.

The two sides collided, and the black-and-white plaque of the road actually passed through here. Around the rotation of Nie Jingshen, Nie Jingshen had a moment of embarrassment.

The shadows around him suddenly noticed that they were not right.

Nie was shocked and snorted, and his figure fell backwards, avoiding the black symbol.

The pillar that symbolizes the end of the demon, when the appearance began to become clear and specific, not the same as the mysterious, sturdy and suffocating.

Nine secluded self-owned other big devils help, but also other devil heads come out from the nine secluded, intended to come to this secluded land.

Almost at the same time, in the endless void outside the secluded land, there is also a strong atmosphere to show, since the early preparation of the Taomen.

The two sides will be on the verge of a war, and they may be completely detonated at any time.

On the secluded land, the original demons also frowned, shaking their heads and sighing: "The virtues are good means, it seems that today can only stop here."

His eyes flashed slightly, his head was black and clouds began to disappear, and the blood mist became a rootless duckweed, which gradually dissipated.

However, the magic road retreated, Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunqi did not retreat.

Luo Yuan of the top of Feng Yunyu began to expand, and in turn shrouded the head of the original demons, and gathered the blood fog and black clouds, so that they would not dissipate immediately.

Twelve pillars in the Yuanhai, symbolizing the pillar of the demon god, even began to shake slightly.

Su Mingming also firmly grasped the original demons and did not give him the opportunity to withdraw.

The radiance of the road shines through all directions, and Su Mingming continues to exert his strength. Yu Wei will shake this piece of secluded land and begin to disintegrate. The dark and filthy will continue to fade and return to the ridiculous void.

The door is instincted and constantly pushed forward, calling the nine secluded magic festival to retreat.

The void began to open, and the horrible big devil appeared on his body, and he was on the move.

On the other side, Daomen Magi also began to manifest a specific figure in the void, and watched it come here.

At this time, Feng Yunying looked at the sight of the nine secluded seas, one of the twelve pillars above, suddenly appeared a dark ancient mirror.

As soon as the mirror appeared, the sea was firmly stabilized, and the strong pressure came back to Luo Yuan, who was in the clouds.

"Devil ancestor, big self-defeating demon!" Yan Zhaoge also saw the dark mirror.

At the same time, above the endless void, there is a faint golden light, and the yellow smoke is filled, as if coming to the air over the nine secluded, the fierce suffocating scorpion is hidden.

Feng Yunyu spit out a sullen gas, and Luo Yuan scattered his head. He let go of the **** fog of the original demons and completely interrupted the connection with Jiuyou.

Nine secluded, the black mirror of the face has no other movements, let Feng Yunhao withdraw.

At the same time, above the nine secluded, outside the void, the rolling yellow dust and golden light, also disappeared, completely re-entered into the void.

However, the original demons wanted to leave, but Su Mingming still kept, forcing the old devil to be falsified, and had to punch him hard before he got out.

The other great devils came forward to meet the original demons and retired to Jiu.

"I hope there is time to fight again." Su Ming's eyes are cold and gazing at the original demons.

The old cough coughed a few times: "There may be a chance."

He turned his head and looked at Yan Zhaoge deeply: "Shen Tian Zun really can make people look at each other, only we can't think of it, no you can't do it."

The Yanzhao singer’s palm moved away from the heart of Feng Yun’s heart. He looked at the original demons and said, “Thank you for praise, although I don’t think I can reach that level, but since I say so, I will continue to do so.”