History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Losing the advantage of the geographical advantage, under the ultimate counterattack of the eight great world martial arts strong, the inflammation was forced to retreat.

This big battle finally came to the final stage of the final decision.

Although the fire devils retreat, but Jing Zhong a group of fire demon kings still superior in strength, and Yuan Zhengfeng and others experienced a fierce battle, but also consumes violently.

However, many of the strong people of the human race still clench their teeth and pursue all the way, striving to maximize the results of the war, and at the same time drive the evil spirits out of the world of eight great.

Yan Zhaoge did not participate in the pursuit, standing at the top of the red pagoda tower.

"The demon is almost not a refining device. This pagoda is not like the hand of the flaming demon." Yan Zhao sings in his heart.

Thinking for a while, Yan Zhaoge also had some tips for a time.

But this red-red tower, the feeling of giving Yan Zhao song, is not the inflammation of the refining itself.

On the contrary, it seems to be from the world of eight greats.

He raised his eyebrow slightly: "So, is it a chance to get it by chance, or is it someone else to give it to the sorcerer?"

For a time, Yan Zhao’s songs had a lot of thoughts flashing in their minds, and they floated together and then settled one by one.

He tried to communicate this red pagoda with his own ideas, but it was like a sinking sea. After the silence, the red pagoda was like a sleep, and did not respond to contact with the outside world.

Yan Zhaoge put his true yuan into the pagoda, the pagoda swayed slightly, and the blue dragon pattern hovering above also shone.

Suddenly there was a cold and hot interlaced airflow emerging from it, feedback Yan Zhaoge.

The massive aura that continues in the body has not yet been refining, and it is already full, and Yan Zhaoge naturally does not continue to absorb the aura.

However, when there is no reciprocity, Yan Zhao’s song seems to have a picture in front of him.

In a red world, the arrogant fire is in an abnormal state.

The flame is quiet and gentle, as if it is flowing.

In this red-hot flame world, a group of ice-blue clouds gather and disperse, not as strong as ordinary ice, but it shows an active and inciting posture.

Ice and fire are all abnormal, but there seems to be a strange harmony.

It makes people feel that they should be so, otherwise it is not normal.

In the middle of the mystery, mysterious and mysterious.

Yan Zhaoge looked at this scene, and there seemed to be a lot of auras in his heart. It seemed to be sprayed out.

"Hey, look at this scene in the mysterious, but it is a lot of benefits for the martial arts practice." Yan Zhaoge tried to shrink the entire red tower with a miniature capsule.

As expected, it is not as instigated as the original dragon's body. It needs the pillar of the shrine to assist in the suppression. Under the premise that the space inside the miniature capsule is large enough, the red tower is very stable.

Yan Zhaoge put away the red red tower and glanced around.

Seeing everyone still on the scene, at this moment, the look is complicated, and the eyes are focused on themselves.

Those who stayed in the same place and did not pursue the sorcerer were mostly because of the heavier injuries, the loss of vitality, and the fact that they had been forced to end.

However, Yan Zhao’s eyes glanced over the past and clearly saw the presence of better people.

That is the old-fashioned old man, his face is extremely powerful, his eyes are calm, and he is watching himself at the moment.

Although it was the first time to meet, but the other side's appearance, Yan Zhaoge has seen the map.

One of the Seven Days of the Day, Zhong Tianjun, the highest-ranking person in charge of the East Overseas Sea in Daejeon Shengzong, is equivalent to the first elder of the Guangfu Mountain in the East China Sea, Fu Enshu.

In the previous war, the Great Day Shengzong also had strong damage, but Zhongtianjun did not consume much.

Normally, he should follow the glory of Huang Guanglie, but now he is here.

The sorcerer’s all-out defeat, to clean up the remnants of the East China Sea, does not require such a character as Zhongtianjun.

Yan Zhao song thinks with his knees and knows what he is rushing to.

It is this red little tower on hand.

The sorcerer can move in the strange eight-maximum world, so large-scale instigation to change the flow of the earth, this treasure is mostly indispensable.

It’s natural to be swayed by the sacred sacred sacred sect of the South China Sea Fire Palace.

If it is a problem with other families, Yan Zhaoge may be able to help, but the sinister Sun Yat-sen, then do not think about it.

Not to mention the change of the Nanyuehuo Haitian Palace in the Great Day of the Holy Day, which is the pride of Yanzhao song.

For Zhong Tianjun, who is watching this, Yan Zhaoge does not care.

Although Fu Enshu was very wounded, an elder in Bihai City who had no injuries was left in place.

Even if I don't know what the big day Shengzong wants to do, Bihai City has always been concerned about this deadly enemy. Zhongtianjun's abnormal behavior immediately reminded Bihai City that an elder has reserved it.

At this moment, the needles of both sides are facing each other.

Zhong Tianjun’s line of sight moved between Yan Zhaoge and the elders of Bihai City. His eyes were sometimes condensed and sometimes swayed for a long time.

The strange atmosphere of both sides gradually attracted the attention of others.

As time went by, Zhongtian Jun couldn’t see what he was doing. He finally converges and turns away.

The great masters here are also scattered.

The war is not over yet. The serious men who are seriously injured are not on the front line, but they are turned into aftercare. While they are rearing, they carry other repairs that are lower, and clean up the remaining evil spirits on the sea.

After such a fierce battle, the resilience cycle of the East Overseas Sea was almost collapsed, and a large number of creatures in the sea were extinct, making this place almost a dead place similar to the region.

Even if it is connected to the Inland Sea and the South China Sea, the North Sea, and the Ocean, there is a need for interoperability. However, it takes a very long time to restore the previous environment.

Everyone knows that the gateway to the world of the evil world is here, and the East and South Seas will be a battlefield in the future. It is difficult to calm down.

Yan Zhaoge stayed in the rear, and the news on the front line continued to come.

Yuan Zhengfeng and other top powers pursued all the way, and the Yanmo family was completely driven out of the Eight Great World.

Although the demon is defeated, but the strong is numerous, most of them return to the world of the evil magic, but after the wilderness, another demon king is buried in the eight poles forever.

In terms of the top of the Terran, the turbidity of the lord of the Qing Dynasty, An Qinglin, the master of the blue sea, and the elderly of the painting, were seriously injured.

However, there is no such thing as a fallen man.

After a big battle came to a close, there was still a lot of things to deal with after the war, but it was no longer an ups and downs.

It is a long-awaited painting of the old man of the Holy Sepulchre, a sentence before returning to Dan Qingdao, so that everyone has a lot of thoughts.

"Too great dragons, only the hands of the sky, Guangzhao Shanyan Zhao song, the future is not limited."

Thousands of thoughts linger in everyone's mind, but in the end they all become a sigh.

Since then, the super-long dragon Zhao song, the name hangs on the world. (To be continued.)