History’s Strongest Senior Brother

[The latest broadcast] Tomorrow is 515, the beginning of the anniversary, the most welfare day. In addition to the gift bag, this time the 515 red envelopes must be seen, the red envelopes do not grab the truth, set the alarm clock ~

The black storm that had been raging, this moment suddenly became fierce again, turning into a violent black dragon, and attacking Yan Zhaoge and others.

Wherever the hurricane passes, everything exists, including the desert yellow sand, all broken into dust.

The living person is in it. If it is not enough, there is no special means to shelter, and it is destined to die without a place of burial.

Yanzhao song brows slightly picked up, looking around around.

Black Dragonfly, although not common, is also a well-known disaster in the West Great Desert. It is full of uncertainty, and no one can guarantee that he will not encounter it.

Therefore, when he took out the stone pillar and encountered the black dragonfly, Yan Zhaoge did not think much except to handle the response carefully.

Into the West Great Desert, in a place full of black storms, foreseeing the Black Dragonfly, carefully responding to the sudden disaster, there is nothing surprising.

But in such a short period of time, the continuous encounter with the Black Dragonfly is as if it is constantly chasing after him.

This obviously abnormal thing is not to be ignored by Yan Zhao.

Yan Zhao’s eyes stared at the dark storm that once again swept the world in the distance, and many thoughts flashed in his mind.

"Someone wants to be against me, or come to the remains of the stone pillar..."

"The Great Desolation? The Great Day of the Holy Family? The Black Mountain Mountain? The Five Spirits Flags? Are you still someone else?"

"Without a certain range, there is no trace to drive the formation of the Black Dragonfly, and the power of the West Great Desert is known to this point. The possibility of the black man is the highest!"

"It is not ruled out that the remnants of the Black Mountain are united with the Great Day, or they collude with the sacred, and even the possibility of being an important member of the sacred."

The West Great Desert Power is too tyrannical. But it is illusory and unpredictable.

Whether it is Guangchong Mountain, or the Great Day Shengzong or Cangwu Mountain. Nowadays, it is still in the exploration stage.

Eight great worlds after the great destruction. No one has ever been able to truly control the power of this murderous land.

However, if you want to say that among all people, the deepest understanding of the West, and the possibility of borrowing the power from it, then the black land of the Holy Land is not the oldest.

After the fall of the Black Mountain, there was a remnant of the retreat into the Great Desert of the West, and it has been active since the West Great Desert and the four continents of the Winds.

Yan Zhao song himself. Although he had not officially dealt with the relics of Heishan Mountain, he also knew that the other side was fierce and good at forbearance.

Acting style is the standard for the purpose, unscrupulous, but at the same time cautious and abnormal, a little wind and grass, and then returned to the West Great Desert.

In recent years, although the number of people living in Heishan Mountain is getting smaller and smaller, there are many strong people who are eager to be tempted.

Yan Zhao’s eyes quickly swept away from the crowd, and his eyes were deep.

The black dragonfly was quickly scraped from a distance. Just a few short distances, has arrived in front of everyone!

Everyone subconsciously looks forward to Yan Zhaoge, and hopes that Yan Zhao can have a solution. Let everyone pass the hardships again!

Before the burial in the stone pillar, it was able to dispel the black dragonfly in one fell swoop. It was distorted by the strength of the West Great Desert itself, and there was a mysterious power in the stone pillar.

This method can never be repeated.

Want to take the gourd painting, in a short time, even if Yan Zhaoge immediately buried the stone pillar back into the desert, it is too late to re-turn.

But this does not hinder this time, the big guy takes the Yan Zhao song as the backbone. High hopes for it.

Yan Zhao’s gaze was once again swept over the crowd, and I took a deep look at everyone. Say: "Everyone will move closer to me, don't go away."

Everyone heard the words. Immediately, they moved closer to Yan Zhao.

"Elder Li" and "Yaoshan" bear the brunt!

The two of them moved closer to the Yanzhao song, while they were willing to look back at the hurricane that was attacked. In fact, they always watched the Yan Zhao song in secret!

More hope than the average elephant body shape, now at the moment behind the Yan Zhao song.

And Ahu, as usual, the door is like watching behind Yan Zhao.

There is a cold flash in the eyes of "Elder Li": "This time is different from the last time!"

The corner of his eye swept over and saw the young man’s camp. At this moment, he was watching the back of the girl Junluo.

Even the camping teeth bite their lips, and the lips have been bleeding and not knowing.

In his eyes, he only saw Jun Luo's face happy, trusting, admiring, admiring and even admiring the look towards Yan Zhaoge.

How hopeful he is, when Jun Luo looked at himself, could it be such an expression.

Lian Ying has never been favored by family members, lack of love, lack of security, and is always bullied by family peers.

Only when I met Jun Luo, the other side never looked down on him. Recently, I was more adventurous to save my life in the Great Desert.

In the case of Jun Luo, perhaps it is just the communication between ordinary friends.

But for Lian Ying, she got the care and warmth she had never had before.

Just, he still wants to get more!

There is always fear in his heart. If it is not more and more, it may be less and less.

With a bit of morbid distortion, he was so out of control that he wanted to catch the sinister, the only light in his life.

He can't see her paying too much attention to others or being rude to herself.

Every young man who is close to Jun Luo will be regarded as a potential opponent, including his brother who is sympathetic to his own.

It also includes the man who is in front of him, as if the gods are ordinary.

Broad ride son, Yan Zhao song!

The gap between the two sides is really too big.

He only lives in the bottom of the sand, but he can't see his children.

Shazhou Lianjia is not a second-rate force under the rule of Xiaofeng Jian.

The Xiaofeng Jianpai is also one of the forces under the broad border of the Guangfu Mountain.

One of the many principal elders of Guangcheng Mountain is the first offering of Xiaofeng Jianpai.

One of the many deacons of Guangcheng Mountain is the family owner and the guest.

Yan Zhaoge, young, can already let the elders of the Guangfu masters lower their eyebrows and let the elders of the deacons bend over!

The gap between him and his battalion, more than one heaven, one underground?

He knows that Jun Luo’s songs on Yan Zhao may be more of a kind of feeling of worshipping, rather than the love of men and women.

But even so, when he saw the two people talking very happy, the heart still seems to have bitten a venomous snake together!

Jun Luo and himself have never talked like that.

Lolo... This Yanzhao song hangs on the title of his mouth. He has been dreaming for countless times, but he stops at his mouth. How can he not say it?

Why... Why is the gap between people so big?

When Lian Ying looked at the conversation between Yan Zhaoge and Jun Luo, he felt for the first time that he was so far away from the only light in this life!

"This is not good! What about the wide-ranging son? You can't take you away without a son!" Lian Ying died biting his lips.

There was a morbid and pale smirk on his face, and he suddenly pulled out a black short sword and pierced his arm!

The blood drips down and falls into the yellow sand, and the sand shovel is suddenly white!

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At the beginning of the 15th, the red envelope is raining! At 12 o'clock in the afternoon, I will grab a round every hour. A big wave of 515 red packets will be lucky. You all go grab, grab the starting currency and continue to subscribe to my chapter! (To be continued.)