History’s Strongest Senior Brother

The difficulty of refining the Yongye Leijian is even greater than that expected by Yan Zhaoge.

But this made Yan Zhaoge feel a bit happy, because he noticed that this strange treasure is more powerful than expected.

Lin Zhou urged this treasure, limited to the sake of repairing strength, and could not spur all the power.

Yongye Leijian has brought a huge burden to Lin Zhou. Every time he spurs the sword and inspires the thunder of the night, he will defeat Lin’s own body.

Of course, this sword also brings great benefits to Lin Zhou. Just like Yan Zhao’s collection of the eyes of Lei Di in his right eye, Lin Zhou also raises his own sword.

At the same time as the warming and refining of the Yongye Leijian, the sword and the thunder are also subtly nurturing and nourishing Lin Zhou’s own flesh and blood.

Darkness does not mean evil, pure darkness, but also the effect of giving birth to life, as if the baby is in the mother's womb.

The thunder of the night is used against the enemy, extremely fierce, and the darkness suppresses the deprivation of the opponent's ability to perceive, and when the silver and white thunder blows, it destroys everything.

However, the body used to warm the warrior's own body on weekdays is very effective, even better than the fragments of the eyes of the Thunder who generated the thunder.

Yan Zhaoge carefully examined the strength of the power contained in the thunder sword of Yong Ye, and could not help but nod. "Although it is ranked ninth in the nine days of Xianlei, the last of the squatting, the pure destructive power is not as good as the sixth in the thunder, but also from There is something unique."

Although Lei Di’s eye was a sacred soldier in the past, it was broken. Yan Zhao’s song is currently only fragmented.

The power of the thunder of the moment is violent but incomplete.

However, this is the Yongye Leijian in front of the eyes, although the quality can not be compared with the eyes of the Holy Soldiers, but the essence of the thunder of the night is relatively complete.

Yan Zhao Ge quietly participates in the mystery, and gradually can touch the unique enthusiasm of one of these nine days.

In addition to the breath of the night of the night, and this Xianlei together condensed into the sword of the sword, Yan Zhaoge carefully tried to figure out, can also feel quite unusual.

"This sword meaning, in the silent place, it is a thunder, but it is a bit close to the thunder of the night, it is no wonder that the perfection is so perfect..."

Yan Zhao sings and refines the night of the thunder sword, gathers his own heart and mind, and his eyes are swept away, and he sees Ahu and Panpan still playing with some sorcerers.

The dark red ring was revealed, and the breath of the Emperor of the Fire suddenly attracted the attention of all the firemen on the scene, and also made them stiff and trembling.

There was no big fire in the scene, and it was repaired as a low-inflamed demon. Faced with this ring, it was affected to varying degrees.

Yan Zhao song is not nonsense, the horror bow appears again, the arrow out of the chain, a road to break the magic ice charm shot.

The golden light that wraps around the purple thunder bursts in the deep sea, and the chill is swept in an instant, freezing the sea.

Although the surrounding environment, the sea floor is surging and the sea water is boiling, the temperature is also rapidly reduced at this moment.

The flaming demon is trapped by the glacier, the power is suppressed, and the activity is even more limited.

The Yanzhao songs are like a dragon, and they are not correct. They join forces with Ahu and Panpan to start the killing again and rush out.

In the distance, Yan Zhao song looked back, and saw the seamounts before, with the flame abyss as the center, has been covered by a huge vortex.

The vortex expanded outward to a certain extent and finally stopped.

But the ice and the fire are constantly intertwined and rotated, forming a turbulent vortex, but there is no tendency to slow down.

In the seamounts near the vortex, the reefs are constantly shattering, and a large number of fires are spewing out, just like the entire East China Sea.

The sea water is boiled, and a lot of transpiration is seen from afar.

Instead of taking this place as the center, surrounded by a large area of ​​the sea, the chaos of the previous turmoil, settled down at this moment, and restored to the former calm.

The situation of the two is just reversed compared to before.

However, it is only in the nearby sea area, and it continues to go far. The rest of the East China Sea is still a doomsday scene of a sea of ​​seas and seas.

Ahu stood beside Yan Zhao’s song and was still the appearance of the great master Wu who was surnamed Zhang in Tianlei Hall.

He will maintain this appearance for the duration of the imitation jade.

However, this state can be lifted in advance as the user wishes.

The thin body suddenly slammed, and there was a sound of "squeaky" in the whole body.

The former "Zhang Shixiong", the figure suddenly slammed high and fast around two heads, and the body shape also changed from thin to burly.

Ahu recovered his original appearance and touched his chin: "The son, this imitation jade is really easy to use, but it is a piece."

"You have taken a lot of risks this time." Yan Zhao's eyes are still looking at the direction of the whirlpool: "Under normal circumstances, imitation jade wants to play the role of imitation, or is used to deal with the imitated Unfamiliar people, either like the original Black Mountain, you are very familiar with the imitators."

"Otherwise, even if the appearance is the same, but the look of the voice, the habits of the action are more different from the imitators, the acquaintance of the other party will be suspicious."

"Although I can imitate the other person's internal gas, but only in the absence of intense hands, the other party is suspicious, and once he tempted, he was immediately dismantled."

Yan Zhao said: "This time it is the convenience of the situation, the other party's attention is not on your convenience, otherwise you are very dangerous."

Ahuhe smiled and said: "They are all focused on you, and they seem to be dangerous, but they are safe."

Yan Zhao song nodded, staring at the huge ice vortex in the distance.

There, over time, the whirlpool of ice fire began to gradually weaken and slowly dissipated.

Ahu touched his mouth: "Don't you, we must follow the veins, one point and one point of destruction? Such a node, I am afraid that the entire East China Sea, there are not a thousand, there are hundreds!"

Yan Zhao song shook his head: "It's useless. The general trend of the flaming demon has been completed. It just destroys these nodes, but it is not a cure for the symptoms. You should carefully observe the surroundings."

Ah Hu heard the words, touched the back of his head, looked at it seriously, and his look gradually became serious.

Because he found that as time went by, the already-quiet sea area has re-emerged with signs of incitement.

The seamounts have re-ruptured, and the retreat of the ground fire has once again exploded.

The seawater isolated by the suffocating body can clearly feel that the temperature is rising.

Yan Zhao song suddenly smiled: "Many nodes are intertwined, criss-crossing, like a giant net, covering the East China Sea, destroying only one node, not much time, the whole big net synergy, you can make this calm down one The corner was once again detonated."

"But this kind of action, the source is from the center of the big net, pulling the whole net together."

A tiger stunned: "The son, this is the real goal of destroying this node, ask the stone to ask for directions?"

Yan Zhao song looked in one direction: "Yes, through the recovery of this node, to explore the flow of power of the big network, we can determine the center of it, where is the key to the problem."

Long spit out a sigh of gas, Yan Zhao song patted the Pan Pan under the body: "Now, let's go." (To be continued.)