History’s Strongest Senior Brother

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Yan Zhao song is in a calm mood, not seeing the slightest panic.

Going forward in this darkness is undoubtedly another refinement of your spiritual will.

Any weakness and slackness, laziness and shaking, will make the darkness sneak in. Through the temptation to resist the darkness, the willpower of Yanzhao song will be sublimated again, and the impurities in the soul will be removed.

In the end, if Yan Zhao’s song is in the boundless darkness, he is leisurely and relaxed, and although he has the ability to pull people into the darkness of the abyss, he will no longer play any role in him.

At this moment, Yan Zhao’s singer felt a smile, his head looked up, and the dark head of his head showed a pair of dark eyes, watching him quietly.

In the quiet darkness, Yan Zhaoge did not speak, and the black eyes did not make any sound, but there was a strange communication between the two.

The black eyes are not sad or happy, but they seem to admit that the existence of Yan Zhaoge is general, gradually close, no longer appear, as if never existed before.

Yan Zhaoge smiled slightly, and at this moment, he consciously withdrew from the dark world.

Seeing the light in front of him, Yan Zhaoge turned his hand and played the black incense burner with interest.

Turn it upside down and you will see two ancient characters inscribed under the incense burner.

Depth the ground.

Yan Zhaoge thought that when Fang Cai and Zhao Wei played against each other, Zhao Wei also called these two words.

"Do you want to burn the stove?" Yan Zhao song thought in his heart.

This is not a general treasure, not a spiritual soldier, but it seems to have its own spirituality and will.

The pair of black eyes is not the spiritual mark left by others, but the phasing furnace itself is born with spirituality and manifestation.

Yan Zhao song muttered to himself: "Interesting, want to really master this treasure, rather than the clumsy use like Zhao Wei, I am afraid it will take some effort."

Put away the incense burner. Yan Zhaoge stood in the same place and continued to quietly adjust his interest.

Before, his loss was also extremely huge, not to mention the exhaustion of the oil. It is also the most expensive war in history.

The fight with Liu Shengfeng, Zhao Wei and others is the key. His key is to match the fragments of the eyes of Lei Di, to urge the thunder of the moment, and to burn the forces of the holy soldiers in one go.

Although Yan Zhaoge himself, it is not like the moment to recover the fragments of the eyes of Lei Di in his arms. The spirit is completely dry, but there are also thieves to go to the floor.

However, Yan Zhaoge wants to recover, not difficult.

In the sea of ​​Dantian, the chaotic air mass vibrates, and the ice and fire flow are differentiated, and the yin and yang are combined to quickly moisturize the almost dryness.

In contrast, the fragments of the eyes of the Emperor are much more troublesome.

The purple orbs formed by the fragments of the sacred soldiers are faint at this moment. It is like a gray stone ball, not a little bit shiny.

Yan Zhao’s singer and heart communicate with him, and he can only feel the slightest spirituality. The other party seems to fall into the same sleep as the fake death.

I want to turn it back into a thunder, and I can't do it with my right eye for the time being.

Yan Zhaoge, while adjusting his own interest, thought: "After all, it is only a piece of debris, not the eyes of the real holy soldier, Lei Di."

"In the rumor, the eyes of the Emperor at the time of the heyday, a thunder of a moment. Open the earth, and in the next moment, the power will fully recover."

"Just like we breathe, we call it. It is a **** of thunder that smashes the void, a suck, and the essence of the heavens and the earth replenish itself."

"And now, after its power is exhausted, it wants to accumulate again, I am afraid it will take a long time, and when it is used next time, it will not push the thunder of the moment, otherwise it will still be like this time, once Do everything."

Yan Zhaoge vomited a long sigh of gas, and his state recovered more than half: "Fortunately, it has established close ties with the eyes of Lei Di before, otherwise it will be a lot of trouble this time."

"Hey, after going back this time, you must strengthen your tactics." Yan Zhaoge shook his head and turned to look at the other side.

There, Ye Zhongzhou, Zhang Yao and others supported each other, bandaging wounds, and adjusting interest rates to ease the injury.

Seeing Yan Zhaoge came over, Ye Zhongzhou sighed: "Yan Shidi, this time thanks to you, otherwise we are all dead."

"It's not just that we will die under Liu Shengfeng's hands. What's more important is that the door of Nine Secluded is open, and the consequences are unimaginable."

Yan Zhaoge came over: "Ye Shi brother is polite, this time, the ability to do something, naturally can not stand by."

"Just before I broke it, I need some preparation time to make you suffer."

Zhang Yao shook his head again and again: "Yan brothers don't say so, you saved us."

Li Jing said: "If Yan’s brother does not stop the opening of the Nine Gates in time, we will still die in the end. It is still possible to fall into the hands of Liu Shengfeng and suffer more sins and suffer more."

As she spoke, she turned to look at the other side, where Liu Shengfeng was soft on the ground, half dead, and the other two demon who had been killed by Yan Zhao song, the body had disappeared.

At this time, Muping bandaged his wounds, his face pale and his face weak, but his eyes were cold.

He stood next to Liu Shengfeng and looked down at Liu Shengfeng lying on the ground.

Liu Shengfeng’s face barely squeezed out a charming smile full of fear: “Hey...senior, you adults don’t count the villain... Ah!”

The latter half of his words were blocked in the eyes of the blind man and replaced with a scream.

Zhang Ping took a hard foot and stepped on Liu Shengfeng's body.

Liu Shengfeng’s chest and abdomen had already been **** and fuzzy, and at this moment he was stepped on by the squatting, and he suddenly felt unhappy.

Yan Ping struggled to move his feet, and then another foot on the wound of Liu Shengfeng's broken arm.

Liu Shengfeng’s mouth slammed the air, and even the screams could not be heard.

Yan Zhaoge came to Yu Ping, and he looked at him. After silence, he said, "Thank you for your help."

"Polite." Yan Zhao song nodded, and Ping Ping hesitated slightly: "You want to stop me?"

Yan Zhao song swings: "Where to say, leave him a life, it is specifically for you to deal with."

As he said, Yanzhao singer took a slap in the palm of his hand. From Liu Shengfeng’s broken arm wound, the black silk streamer was sucked out and fell into the Yanzhao song: “I just feel a little bit about his temporary remodeling of the broken arm. Interested."

After receiving the black light, Yan Zhao song turned and walked away: "You are busy with you, don't care about me."

Yan Ping nodded, his eyes looked back at Liu Shengfeng, and Liu Shengfeng suddenly appeared desperate.

Looking at the screaming Liu Shengfeng, Ye Zhongzhou frowned slightly and sighed. Without speaking, Li Jingyue and Zhang Yao both turned their heads to the other side.

Xiao Yu, who is the same door as Liu Shengfeng, is a little sluggish at this time and seems to be thinking about something.

Yan Zhaoge’s line of sight looks at the place where the golden tower was.

There is already a fragment of the wall, but in the ruins, there seems to be something.

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