History’s Strongest Senior Brother

(ps: total plus 71/24, plus "xt brother" alliance plus 14/4, third! Even later update!)

Yan Zhaoge's sword smashed into the body, Zhao Wei's body could not resist, completely broken, directly turned into a **** fog!

A looming shadow, as if floating in front of Yanzhao songs.

The features of the five senses are similar to those of Zhao Wei, but they are not exactly the same.

Yan Zhaoge saw the portraits of the sacred sacred swords of the past, and saw the appearance of this illusion. In addition to being similar to Zhao Wei, it was similar to Gao Zhe.

It is the soul of the other party.

However, at this moment, this soul is also fragmented and dying.

Zhao Wei, or Gao Zhe, stared at Yan Zhaoge, and made a silent roar, but it seemed to echo in Yan Zhao’s ear: "I will not die today, I will make a comeback, revenge and hate!"

"Yan Zhao Ge, and the Guangchang Mountain behind you, we are not dead, we must fight you to fight for you!"

Yan Zhao song looked at him calmly and said faintly: "You die, I live, this is very good."

Zhao Wei was unwilling to roar in the sky.

At this time, in the small black incense burner that fell on the ground, suddenly came the suction, rolling the broken soul of Zhao Wei, to inhale it.

"Is this set too?" Yan Zhao's mouth is gently hooked, the palm of the hand stretches out, the strength is booming, and suddenly the sorrow of Zhao Wei is fixed, so that it can not enter the black incense burner.

Yan Zhao song looked at Zhao Wei, and smiled lightly: "Ye Jing was able to play this set in the town of Long Yuan, because I did not miss him."

"As for you, damn, can't live."

Yan Zhao songs spit out, Zhao Wei's remnant soul, suddenly distorted!

Zhao Wei roared: "You little ants..."

Yan Zhao song snorted: "You better figure out, now, you are the ants in your mouth."

"How weak is it?" Yan Zhaoge raised his eyebrows: "I am weak, I don't care if you hate me, don't care why you are hostile to me."

"You don't get in the way, I don't bother to take care of you. If you dare to stab, then I will kill you."

Yan Zhaoge calmly looked at Zhao Wei: "This is what I think of you, simple and clear, dealing with you. It is also very simple."

Zhao Wei’s face is blue, but he can’t say anything any more.

Its soul, in the Yanzhao song, completely annihilated!

The soul flies and scatters, and the eternal annihilation!

Yan Zhao song looks calm. Even the eyelids don't blink.

Ye Zhongzhou, Xiao Yu, Zhang Yao and others, at this moment, staying in front of this scene, some of them are not coming back.

And Liu Shengfeng, who fell to the ground, was even more stunned and lost his soul.

In fact, from the appearance of Yan Zhao song, until now, it is only a short time.

Save people, break the line, kill the enemy.

all. It happens in a few breaths.

The situation, in the blink of an eye, is completely reversed.

The moment before the nine secluded gates seemed to be coming soon. At the last moment, Yan Zhao’s songs smashed Zhao Wei and others, and the magic domain reversal collapsed.

Watching the figure of Yan Zhao song standing on the ground, Ye Zhongzhou, Zhang Yao, they have a moment of embarrassment.

Yan Zhao Ge calmly looked at the black mist in front of his eyes and gradually disappeared.

Originating from Jiuyou, the horrible atmosphere has gradually subsided. The illusory crack gate on the ground disappeared completely.

As if there is an extremely unwilling will, passed through the endless space and time, roaring in Yan Zhao's ear.

Yan Zhao song face does not change color. Receive the sword into the sheath, look up and see the magic around the dissipated, turned into a chain and dance all over the sky.

Not only the elders of Cangwu Mountain, but other demon people are more or less confronted with the law. The magic gas is rewinded and the body is reversed.

The more you cultivate a higher demon, the more you are demonized by the magic, the more serious it is.

Without the magical bonus, it was damaged by the magic gas. Under the circumstance, the strong side of the party of the extinct organization suddenly collapsed and lost.

In the sky, the red mountain of Shenshan paused a little, and Yan Zhaoge could feel the sight of Shan Shi Weng falling on himself.

"Unfortunately, it is not my disciples..." The stone stone seems to be ashamed to admire, leaving a sentence if there is nothing, and then go far and continue to kill other great powers.

Yan Zhaoge looked at the stone and went to the side, while not showing his voice, the palm of his hand gave birth to the suction, and the black incense burner that fell on the side of Zhao’s body was sucked up.

For him, compared to Zhao Wei, he is more interested in this small incense burner.

The sword that killed Zhao Wei and the sword that defeated Zhao Yuxing’s fire in the sky were the martial arts that Yan Zhaoge himself realized and created.

He has been constantly improving his martial arts, and he has begun to become a self-contained family.

It’s just the beginning of a thunder.

This martial arts, which was only used for display, is a more profound truth.

Although it is still in its infancy, compared with the thunder and thunder, the power is not to be underestimated.

Yan Zhaoge cast this martial art, turned it into a sword, and drove the spirit of the spirit sword Bilong to assassinate, but could not leave even a scratch on this black incense burner.

This shows that this seemingly inconspicuous black incense burner has a unique quality.

Therefore, Yan Zhaoge is very interested in the black incense burner in front of him, but there are some taboos.

As he adjusted his interest, he recovered his loss and checked the black incense burner.

I didn't think there was anything at the beginning, but when Yan Zhao song concentrated on it and concentrated on his own spirit and carefully looked at the incense burner, he felt refreshed, as if he wanted the soul to go out and actively plunged into the black incense burner.

Yan Zhao’s heart was slightly alert and fixed his mind.

He slowly reached out and poured his own suffocation into it, constantly stirring.

The suffocating gas injected into it quickly disappeared, disappeared, and there was no feedback. The original owner of Yan Zhaoge completely severed contact.

As the suffocating gas continued to inject, Yan Zhao song hit the spirit, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

However, this time he was prepared to continue to explore the black incense burner while maintaining his mind.

The consciousness of Yan Zhaoge seems to be integrated into a completely dark world, quiet and deep, and never ending darkness.

"Well?" Yan Zhao song frowned. He found a strange force acting on his spirit, preventing himself from getting out of this dark world, trying to make him deeper and deeper in this dark world.

The world in front of us is not bright, black is extremely pure, just like all the light that is projected onto it is absorbed, leaving only the deepest darkness.

Although it is only a boundless darkness, the mind of Yan Zhaoge seems to have been endlessly tempted, tempting his spiritual will to sink into it.

Although Yan Zhaoge can feel the dark world itself is not malicious.

But he can be 100% sure that if he can't hold his mind and is swallowed up by the darkness, his soul will always be imprisoned in this boundless darkness, and his flesh will become a shell. (To be continued.)

Ps: Thanks to the book friend 140/705/135/821/981 (with parentheses to prevent a series of numbers from being blocked), congratulations to the book friend 140/705/135/821/981 became the new owner of this book!

"Book Friends 140/705/135/821/981" is awesome!

Thanks to every other person who has won this book, subscribed to this book and voted for the book, thank you!