History’s Strongest Senior Brother

In the face of the gray cloud that once again covers the sky, Yan Di looks the same, and cuts it out!

Magnificent, infinite and infinite, the strong gray smashed.

The indefinite dark clouds, in the face of Yan Di’s infinite knives, are also difficult to maintain the unpredictable mysterious state.

It seems that Yan Di has fallen into the dust and has become at your fingertips.

In the face of such a tyrannical terrorist offensive, Yuan Tian snorted and waved, and a gray long whip suddenly appeared.

The long whip wanders, coincides with the dark clouds, and is unpredictable.

From the gray long whip, creating a strong aura fluctuation and power conception, but it is a top quality spirit.

Although it is not a sacred soldier, Yuan Tianyi whip in his hand, and his momentum is different. His own martial arts really coincide with the spirit of the blade, and they encourage each other and suddenly exert amazing power.

Yan Di gave a clear whistle, and the palm of his hand made a knife knives in the void.

A long purple knife suddenly fell into his palm, and his wrist turned over, and it was a knife.

The power of the sacred robes is not only blessed on Yan Di, but also in the hands of Yan Di's hands.

Under Yan Yi's knife, the dark clouds retreated, and Yuan Tian's hands were whip, and he even screamed like a life.

Yuan Tian's expression did not have any fluctuations, and there was no shame in his hand. The whip in his hand was unfolding, as if the long-distance dragon was hovering in the sky.

The dark clouds were completely turned into the sea of ​​clouds, covering a thousand miles and covering Yuan Tian’s body shape.

Only the black, long whip, shuttles back and forth in the clouds, as if the dragon looked at the head and peered at Yandi below.

A dark thunder descended from the sky, and it was as dense as the rain.

At the center of the black cloud, a huge vortex is formed again, and the vastness of the spread is like filling the sky.

On the ground below, Yan Zhaoge and others stood in the Yan family's ancestral home, looked up, as if the sky above the head, until the horizon, all covered by the dark clouds.

Looking up, it is like the whole sky is constantly spinning.

Between the earth's turbulence, everything, and broken earth and stone, all began to float, seemingly to be swallowed up by the whirlpool of heaven.

Looking around, the entire Yunzhen County seems to be turned over by Yuan Tian.

Only Yan Di’s place, and the Yan family’s ancestral home under his body, are still safe.

Yan Di naturally does not sit and watch Yuan Tian’s destruction on the boundary of Tianzhongzhou. In addition to the Yan family in Yunzheng County, there are countless creatures here.

He held the scorpion dragon in his right hand and his palm in the left hand, slamming toward the ground.

Yan Di's left hand once again manifests the image of King Kong, the light of glass.

The strong will that does not move, the same as the Taiqing robe, a little bit of black and yellow radiance, heavy and heavy, pressed to the ground below.

The road is full of clear air, seemingly inconspicuous like the air, but it has fixed the surrounding world in an instant.

At the same time, Yan Di’s right hand smashed out, and the majestic knives smashed into the sky!

Yan Di's infinite knives broke into the huge vortex in the sky.

Between the vortex turns, the black light dragon rises and falls, and the knives of Yan Di are broken.

But it seems to be a blessing of the infinite powers of the surrounding world, and the inexhaustible knives of power, but always standing.

The knife is not broken, and between the flashes, it is the whirlpool of the dark clouds, which starts to oscillate as if it is gradually disintegrating.

Yuan Tian was frustrated, and the will did not waver. He still killed with Yan Di.

He is different from Yan Di's infinite knives, but he calms down and entangles with Yan Di in a fighting manner.

In the face of Yan Di and Tai Qingpao, it is inevitable that they will still be disappointed.

However, Yuan Tian does not care. Although his magical powers are also very overbearing, they are not suitable for hard work compared to the infinite knives.

Yan Di’s infinite knives are big and big, and he is overbearing, and it’s not wise for Yuan Tian.

What's more, Yan Di Tai Qing robes add strength and rise without fear, but Yan Di is not a real Wu Sheng after all, driving the holy soldiers, the consumption is not small.

Correspondingly, the most crucial problem is that Yan Di and Tai Qingpao have left Guangfu Mountain. The longer the time, the greater the danger of Guangcheng Mountain itself!

As long as Yan Di has been delayed here for a long time, it is already a victory with Yuan Tian.

In the dark clouds, Yuan Tian looked cold and calmly looked at Yan Di. His face did not see any emotions of anger and anxiety.

Just to let Yuan Tian feel the vigilance is that Yan Di is also as stable as Taishan, not in a hurry.

Yan Di did not hurry, and when he got out of the knife, he could almost completely collapse the black cloud vortex on his head. He quietly asked: "Zhao Ge, how is it prepared?"

In the Yanjia Mansion below, Yan Zhaoge stood in the back of the house, and the guardian of the ancestral home was running to the limit.

Yan Zhaoge is standing on the core hub of the formation, standing next to a stone pillar, but it is the pillar of the shrine.

The shrine column will be restored to its original size, and the roof of the Yan family will be broken. Therefore, Yan Zhaoge controls its size and controls the height to about three meters. It can stand within the ancestral hall.

"Everything is ready." Yan Zhaoge said with a smile.

Yuan Tian frowned, Yan Jia's ancestral home guards the power of the big array, he has already personally tested it.

Do not say that he is dealing with him, the Yuanfu realm master, many can be regarded as nothing.

Even if Yan Zhaoge is a singular talent, the gap between the two sides is too far away.

If it is said that these things can bring much help to Yan Di, it is impossible. For the current situation, it is a drop in the bucket.

At this moment, the battle of the sacred world is not the intervention of Yan Zhaoge and other Yan family members. If it is not Yan Di's protection, it will be enough to sweep the Yunzhen County, and even the Fangyuan Wanli boundary will be turned upside down.

But the keen instinct of years and years, but telling Yuan Tian, ​​is really dangerous!

Yuan Tian, ​​who had a few turns of lightning in his mind, suddenly pulled back!

But at this moment, Yan Di’s knife smashed out, and the magnificent knives were just for the softness of the fingers, and the infinite knives were not blind.

The soft knife light seems to be like a long river, sucking the dark clouds in the sky, so that Yuan Tian can't immediately retreat.

Upon seeing it, Yuan Tian’s heart is completely counted, knowing that the situation is not good, but it is necessary to withdraw and then plan.

However, in the lower Yan family ancestors, Yan Zhao song went to the ancestors of the elders after a ritual, and walked around the pillars of the shrine. At the same time, they stepped out to the shrine column.

In nine consecutive steps, he played nine punches, and Yan Zhao’s boxing spirit stirred the pillars of the shrine, and the stone pillars were dazzling.

Yan Zhao song lights up the mark on the forehead.

The Yan family's ancestral home guards the big array, and it shines brightly before.

Yan Di, who played against Yuan Tian in midair, lit up the mark on his forehead.

On the earth, a thick light pattern illuminates, and it is rapidly expanding toward the northeast. Where the light illuminates, the boundaries of the space seem to be blurring.

Yan Di's knife light sucked Yuan Tian, ​​and the figure of the two was gradually blurred in the void. (To be continued.)