History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Yan Zhao’s song is like a full moon, and his eyes are on the “Dongshengjun” who wants to escape. 〈[?(<[

When the fingers are loose, the bowstring is shocked, and the broken magic arrow is off the string. It instantly crosses the void and penetrates the chest of “Dongshengjun”!

"Dongshengjun" wants to dodge, but it is only affected by the power of the Red Gold Seal. Under the serious injury, it is impossible to move. The broken magic arrow is directly injected from the back, and the front chest is punched out, and he shoots a pair.

The big hole that broke open in the chest began to expand toward the surrounding area, making the body of "Dongshengjun" seem to be swallowed by the wounds on his body.

"But it's a avatar..." He snorted and his body stood still and struggled. It didn't seem to care much, just a little regret.

But the next moment, "Dongshengjun" changed his face: "... broken magic arrows?! Does anyone in this world know how to break the magic arrows?"

Not only is the body of Dongshengjun constantly disintegrating.

Through a lot of time and space, in the distant unknown, there seems to be something else, and then collapse together.

The nine secluded gates, which were lived by Jin Fuzhen, were even shaken here.

Opposite the door, it seems that there is a violent shock, fury, resentment, pain, and desperate emotions almost through time and space.

When Yan Zhaoge shot an arrow, he received a horror bow. He did not look at the "Dongshengjun" and turned directly to the black hole on the other side.

Behind him, the last mourning of "Dongshengjun" came, and then it was calm.

In the abyss of the surrounding area, there are still scattered nine secluded distributions, but the group of demons that have been smashed have already dissipated.

The golden light on the surface of the Red Seal disappeared, and the strong breath converges, quietly suspended in the void, as if it were an ordinary red bronze pad.

Yan Zhao song even this side of the big print can not take care of more, fling to the front of the black hole.

The black hole came with a huge suction, and the Yan Zhao song was also inhaled.

Yan Zhaoge took out Shang Chongjing and focused on his own true yuan, which inspired a mirror.

The mirror light falls on the black hole, and the black hole seems to be still at a time.

After Yan Zhao’s song stabilized his body, he quickly looked into the black hole.

I saw the shape of Yuan Zhengfeng and Fang Zhun, and fell into an invisible vortex, still sinking.

Yan Zhao’s heart hurts, unlike those evil demons, Yuan Zhengfeng is himself taking into the black hole, and has already fallen into an irreversible degree.

The mirror of Shang Chongjing has fixed the entrance of the black hole, but Yuan Zhengfeng, but they are still sinking, and they will disappear into the boundless stream of time and space.

Yan Zhao song turned his head and looked at the big print.

This print is too powerful and hard to push.

The ingenuity of the original left by the owner of Da Yin was specifically used to re-enclose the door of the nine secluded. Now it is exhausted and disappears. The big seal is also quiet, and it is a more complete silence than before.

In the turbulent flow of time and space, Yuan Zhengfeng was wearing a Taiqing robes, and the road was clear and out, and he did not know what to end, and he was entangled with the black hole.

The old man looked bleak and looked at Yan Zhao’s song and smiled: "I can feel the magical atmosphere outside being cleaned up. I want to come back and not return to the bald, but from Zhao Ge, your handwriting?"

Yan Zhao’s song glimpsed: “Go and return? What is going on with him?”

Yuan Zhengfeng said: "Run."

"He doesn't run, we may not need to use this method of doing the same, and we can persist in your success."

"However, if he runs this way, he himself does not have to bear a little risk, and there is no such thing as a nine-secret." Yuan Zhengfeng laughed and laughed at himself: "In this way, the bald man is indeed smarter than the old man."

Yan Zhao’s face is Shen Shen: “Sinking...”

"Stupid is stupid, the old man does not regret it." Yuan Zhengfeng said: "The old man has entered the time and space, not a mortal situation. In the future, there may be opportunities to return to the Eight Great World, or we may have one day. Will meet again in other worlds."

He looked to the other side, and the binocular eyes closed, and he had lost consciousness, as if he was sleeping.

"But your second division can't stand up, blood and blood, and you can't fall into time and space. It's possible to fall."

Yuan Zhengfeng looked at Fang Zhun, and many years ago, the boy first entered the city and worshipped the scene under his own door.

During the clear air, the Taiqing robe suddenly fell off from Yuan Zhengfeng, and wrapped the body of Fang Zhun!

Yan Zhaoge was surprised: "Zhuzu!"

Yuan Zhengfeng smiled and said: "The old man himself can't get out, but he can finally send the apprentice out."

In the laughter, I saw Yuan Zhengfeng’s left hand suddenly burst and turned into a **** fog!

The blood fog flies upwards and turns into a **** road. First break the blood line entangled with the black hole, and then become a big hand, holding the Taiqing robe and Fang Zhun, together!

As the body of the standard rises, the body of Yuan Zhengfeng is increasing!

Yan Zhao’s heart was tight, but he did not dare to hesitate. I feared that Yuan Zhengfeng’s efforts were in vain and he tried his best to catch up.

Looking at Yuan Zhengfeng again, I saw that his figure has been blurred in the turbulence of time and space, and it looks very far away.

The old man smiled and waved with the rest of his right hand: "Take care of yourself, my children."

Yan Zhaoge only felt that there was an unhealthy gas in his chest, and he screamed.

Above the top of his head, the light and shadow flashed.

Among the light and shadow, the nine leaves of the leaves, flashing radiance, the surface of the leaves, each engraving the mysterious symbols, revealing different, but all of them are profoundly profound.

In addition to the nine pieces of the leaves, the tenth piece of the leaves in the void, as if it is in an unmeasurable place, is hard to say and difficult to describe.

"open!"

Ten pieces of leaves, shaking together.

The radiance of the road shines from Yan Zhaoge, one after another, ice blue and blue, and another golden sunshine, which is irrigated on the leaves.

Between the leaves and the exhibition, there are radiances on the surface, forming a ball of light and rising.

The small light ball is suspended above the leaves, and then the light shines through the square, blooming like a flower!

Nine flowers, the first to bloom together.

The illusory brilliance enveloped the body of Yan Zhao, forming a huge beam of light, rising from the sky and flowing through the universe.

In this seemingly imaginary light column, thousands of scenes change, and Zhou Tianxing circulates as if it is a transformation of the ruins.

In the terrible abyss of the gloom before, this moment, the sound of Tiandi Avenue sang, and it was heard.

This is the ultimate in the spirit of the martial arts. It was promoted by the great master of the Yuanling Middle Ages to the great master of the late Yuanling, and the spirit leaves open the spirit, resonating with the heavens and the earth.

This step, for the military to continue to lay the foundation for higher peaks, determines what height they can go in the future, each major warrior once every year.

Nine leaves open nine flowers, which is the most peak of the scene, so the Tiandi Avenue singing is particularly clear, long and ferocious, enduring!

In the emptiness of the Yanzhao song, it seems that there is a magical tenth piece of the leaves, and it also blooms.

Guanghua does not dazzle, but it is even more mysterious.

The tenth flower of the flower is placed in the top of Yanzhao's song, and all his colorful visions disappeared in the illusory light column that shrouded him, but presented a chaotic scene.

As if the world was created, it instantly returned to the appearance of Hongmeng.

There is ice dragon blood to lay the foundation, and then realize the change of the sun and the light, get the enlightenment of the true meaning of the red gold plaque, Yan Zhaoge successfully entered the six divisions of the great master, the realm of the late Yuan Ling.

Wudao Yuanling, ten leaves open ten flowers!

Immaculate!

Yuan Zhengfeng looked at this scene, and after a sudden, he laughed cheerfully.

In the void, the old man smiled and went to the endless unknown, although the road ahead was alive and dead, but his posture was sloppy. (To be continued.) 8