History’s Strongest Senior Brother

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Fire domain, Dazhe Shengzongshan Gate, Pu Zhaofeng.

At the moment, it is dark night, silent.

However, at the top of the Puzhao Peak, a group of great-day Shengzong strongmen headed by the current patriarch Huang Xu, standing in silence.

Pu Zhaogongzi Huang Jie, standing quietly behind Huang Xu, seems to be a shadow.

Although the ya number shines, it seems that this quiet night is more suitable for Huang Jie. He is like the son of the night, perfectly integrated into the night.

Everyone stood quietly and had no idea how long in the night wind.

But everyone's face does not see any intolerance or anxiety.

Some of them, even their eyes, show excitement and eagerness to look forward to what they are looking forward to.

Suddenly, the dark night sky brightened, as if the sun was rising and the sunrise was east.

The dawning sun illuminates the earth and brings light to the world.

But at this moment, it is not yet at dawn.

But the heavens and the earth suddenly became bright, like white.

However, this daylight does not rise from the horizon, but rises from the peak of Pu Zhao!

The people waiting on the top of the mountain, headed by the current sect, Huang Xu, do all the gifts. Huang Xu is the predecessor: "Welcome to the father to go out."

Behind him, Huang Jie went on to say: "Welcome to my grandfather to go out."

Everyone else did their best: "Welcome Huang Elders to go out, Da Ridong!"

The peak of the light, like the sun, shines through the brilliance of the heavens and the earth, and a figure slowly moves out of it.

A total of nine days, gathered in the ring, hanging behind this figure.

Up and down the peak, there is no feeling of excessive heat, like the heat of the real sun, all are converged, leaving only endless light.

The light shines everywhere in the corners of Pu Zhaofeng, and one minute is not let go. It spreads out to the periphery of Pu Zhaofeng. The Wanli boundary, the night disappears, and the earth enters the day ahead of time.

I don’t see how terrifying the momentum is, but some people in the place feel like they have a pair of eyes and see their hearts.

In front of him, even in the face of death, he did not dare to resist, but he could only bear it silently, like the great **** of the sky hanging high in the sky and lowering the judgment.

The footsteps sounded, plain and real.

With the footsteps, a white old man appeared in front of Huang Xu, Huang Jie and others.

The old man is of medium build and looks similar to Huang Xu and Huang Jie. On his forehead, there is a golden pattern, like a burning sun.

This old, it is the lord of the Great Emperor of the Great Day, one of the six great saints of the world, the East to Wu Sheng, "Da Ridong" Huang Guanglie!

In today's eight-max world, under normal circumstances, Huang Guanglie has also been defaulted to be the first master of the world!

In addition to the Days of the Holy Family, who did not know how to live and die, the great-day saint who did not know where to go, that is, the Guangshi Lie's teacher, was the same as the Tianzun and the singer of Zitian.

In addition to the fact that although he has worked in front of the world, he always has a mysterious and incomprehensible painting of the old man.

Today's eight great worlds are recognized, Huang Guanglie is more than the other four Wu Sheng, such as the demon of the gods, the heavenly thunder and the main hall of Shen Lei.

And that means Huang Guanglie before this retreat.

Now that he is going out again, who knows what kind of realm he has reached?

Huang Guanglie’s eyes looked at Huang Xu: “The situation since the old man’s retreat, let’s talk about it.”

Huang Xu nodded and organized the story one after another.

In his narrative, there are some things that have no small details. In addition to important events, some trivial things come together.

Whether it is Huang Guanglie, who is listening to Huang Xu’s remarks, or other people around Huang Jie, there is no impatient meaning, standing there quietly.

After Huang Xu finally stated the current situation of Guangfu Mountain, he finally closed his mouth.

Huang Guanglie looked to the north, and the direction of Tianyu: "Yuan Zhengfeng finally dared to close the door and try to take that step?"

"Unfortunately, he is too slow."

Huang Guanglie walked at the foot of the mountain and went north: "Guangzhou’s old man retreats in the past few years, and it is very troublesome. In this case, after the old man leaves the customs, he will go to them to have a good bone."

At the same time, Huang Xu was in front of him, shining brightly, and a long-handed golden rule appeared, and then made a big splash, just like creating a white world in the original place of Pu Zhaofeng.

The long golden rule flew up and fell into the hands of Huang Guanglie.

Huang Guanglie took a step and went away in an instant.

No amount of light all the way north, all the world, with Huang Guanglie going far, Pu Zhaofeng gradually returned to the night.

Huang Xu, Huang Jie and his son did not move, and both of them still stayed in Pu Zhaofeng.

Other big-day holy martial artists are extremely excited: "Is it felt? The old lord is a complete success, and he is really successful. He is now truly invincible in the eight great world, and Guangcheng Mountain is finished!"

"Yuan Zhengfeng was wounded in the old body and forced into the territory of Wu Sheng. Death may account for at least half of it. Even if it is not dead, it will never be easy."

"Yan Di does not enter the holy realm, even if there is a blessing of the Taiqing robe and the defending mountain, it is impossible to stop the old lord, let alone the old lord also brought the big day Hengtian ruler!"

Huang Xu and Huang Jie and his son looked relatively calm. The two looked at each other and Huang Jie nodded. "My grandfather finished the customs and repaired the strength to a higher level. The general trend has been set."

"History is always so similar. The Guangge Mountain has been on the first floor of the East Pavilion. After the customs clearance, the Black Mountain was destroyed. The seven great holy places of the Eight Great Worlds became the sixth." Huang Xu looked northward: "Now the father's merits are successfully completed, and the six holy places are going to be five."

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On the Guangchang Mountain, Yan Zhaoge is telling Ahu: "Put this thing in accordance with the nine directions I have specified."

After all, Yan Zhaoge gave a jar to Ahu.

Ahu looked down at the jar and saw the red one inside: "The son, what is this stuff?"

Yan Zhaoge looked up at the dark night sky and felt the operation of the Taiqing Array. He replied casually: "The nine secluded from Xin Dongping."

A tiger blinked: "Why, when you took it out, wasn't it a cloud-like phantom? How did it become like a red clay?"

"I have dealt with it myself." Yan Zhaoge said as he turned his head and looked at Kanshuifeng.

The black magic under the peak of Kanshui has disappeared at the moment, but some red light is faint.

Yan Zhaoge said to Ahu: "After burying those nine secluded places, go to Lock Tianxia and use the method I told you to cover up those red lights."

Ah Hu replied: "No problem, son, let me go."

Yan Zhaoge’s position at the moment is not at the main peak of the Tianfeng, but at the Shenlei Peak under the dry peak.

At his feet, a few traces were drawn on the soil, criss-crossing and looking unremarkable.

Yan Zhaoge looked at the mark on the back of his hand and stretched his foot on the ground and made a trace.

The east gradually became white, and the dawn was coming, Yan Zhao songs looked at it.

But soon, Yan Zhao’s brows shook his head and turned to look south.

On the horizon over there, suddenly it was white, as if there was a day when it was about to rise. (To be continued.)