History’s Strongest Senior Brother

The problem discovered by Fu Ting, Yan Zhaoge also found out.

Just in the affluent fairyland, just in the void near the world of Chongling, a strong breath is coming, no less than the two rounds of the sun.

It is clearly a top-ranking strongman who has reached the tenth of Wusheng and the realm of human beings.

Look at the brilliant treasure, you can know that it is not the power of Buddhism, but the power of the Taoist inheritance.

"There is no god."

The macro sounded through the universe's void, and the powerful atmosphere joined the battle group, and the Buddha's light suddenly faded.

In addition to the top power of the Wu Sheng ten realm, Xian Ting and other warriors came with him.

As a result, the wave of counter-attacks began to rise, and the Buddhist monks began to retreat.

The affluent fairyland and the world of Chongling are all the grounds of Xianting. It is more convenient than the Buddha's door to support people and communicate information.

However, this is not good news for Yan Zhaoge and Fu Ting.

Sure enough, in the distant battlefield, after the Buddha’s defeat began, the Xianting strong began to pursue.

However, the golden day of the round, quickly crossed in the darkness of the sky, and swept them in the direction of Yan Zhao!

In the world of Chongling, Wusheng is eight-fold, and the average of Xianqiao is the first strongest.

In the affluent fairyland, he is not a nameless person.

Such a person's fall, naturally will quickly cause the attention of the Xianting strong people here.

Although Yan Zhaoge has the heart to pull the distance a bit, and secretly there is a mysterious book to block the role of Baoguang, but for a strong martial arts, it is still too close, almost killing under the eyelids.

Fang Cai and Buddhism have the same power to fight, no distraction.

At the moment, I was a little idle and immediately found the problem.

Yan Zhao song and Fu Ting fly back, this time it is not like fishing to control the speed, but as soon as possible away from the world of Chong Ling.

The Supreme Wu Sheng, who was born in the Xiangyang Palace, thought that he would soon be able to catch up with Yan Zhaoge, but found that Yan Zhaoge’s speed was faster than he expected.

As a result, he was a little more serious.

At first, I thought that Yan Zhaoge and the two were in different ways, so they could kill the sacred martial arts.

But now it seems that it is not the same thing.

Yan Zhaoge two, their strength, very strong.

The golden day of the round, a golden trajectory in the dark void, long-lasting, like a golden river.

Its speed is far from being comparable to that of Wu Sheng. Although Yan Zhe Ge is extremely fast, it is gradually catching up with the golden day after a while.

Feel the burning and glare of the real sun star, Yan Zhao song slightly narrowed his eyes.

In the golden day, it seems that there is a palace, just like the residence of the sun **** king.

From the invisible palace, there is a constant flow of golden light.

Among them, there are voices: "Hey, two Wusheng five-fold, see the juniors in the middle of the realm of God, can actually kill Wu Sheng eight, the average of the realm of Xianqiao?"

The other party does not seem to have a small look at Yan Zhaoge, and there is no contempt for it. It seems that the culvert is overturned, and the incredible death is still.

The sun was falling, as if one could see the eyes of Yan Zhaoge, and looked up and down Yan Zhaoge and Fu Ting.

"Well? There is another apostate."

The voice said: "It is the person of the chaotic world of Chongling. Remember that the name is Yang Chong, but it is a pity that he has left the road."

Yan Zhao song slightly raised his eyebrows, his sleeves swelled, and the wind and the atmosphere spread out, revealing Yang Chong and Quan Haolong.

Yang Chong looked at the golden day and looked complicated: "Yangyang Supreme..."

The Puyang Palace is the most powerful force in the affluent fairyland. At the time of its glory, it was when the Emperor Xiangyang was alive.

Later, the Emperor of Xiangyang fell under the palm of the Ming Dynasty Emperor Yin Tian, ​​and the Xiangyang Palace could not be true again.

However, the front of the Xiangyang Palace, the rise of the Supreme Emperor of Xiangyang, still keeps the sound of the Xiangyang Palace, at least continue to dominate the fairyland.

In the golden day, the image of the palace disappeared faintly, and an old man appeared.

The old man must be light gold, a white robe, and the whole person seems to be shining.

It is the inheritance of Xianting, the main body of the Xiangyang Palace, which was rebuilt after the great destruction.

Yan Hua indifferently looked at Yang Chong, faintly said: "With the evil demon outside the road, and the heavens and the road, contrary to the results of the reverse, Yang Chong you know?"

Yang Chong said with a sigh: "Disciples... disciples..."

Yan Zhaoge spread his hand to the palm of his hand: "However, he just saw the great emperor of your party and used a two-on-one siege of a great emperor who was born in my door. As a result, instead of being an opponent, he realized his own problems."

The Xiangyang Supreme Huan line swept over Yan Zhaoge and Yang Chong, which was a hot daylight, but it made people feel chilly.

Yang Chong clenched his teeth and instead went out: "The disciples have no intention of rebelling, just hope to try their own choice, take another road and try!"

"I want to try the practice of the outside road, but I still have the heart to heaven, and I often read the infinite heaven!"

Yan Hua looked at him: "This is why you are unwilling to be baptized again after you are unstable, and would rather escape?"

Yang Chong gritted his teeth and said: "Please also let the Sun Supreme let me go..."

But before he finished, Yan Hua had already waved his hand: "Since you have fallen into a foreign road, I will not leave you strong."

Yang Chong’s face was just like a smile, but he saw the horror of the sun, turning it into a golden rain and falling to him!

Do not say that he is now weakened, even in the most prosperous period, the golden light rain, as long as a drop, is enough to take his life.

Yan Zhao song saw it and took a deep breath.

The sun's seal rose and blocked the golden rain.

In front of the hustle and bustle, repairing the strength is almost the same as that of Shang Shang.

The heavy rain was only a little bit and it continued to fall.

However, taking advantage of that time, Yan Zhaoge has pulled Yang Chong to quickly retreat.

"This holy soldier..." Yan Hua’s eyes lit up: "Interesting, interesting!"

He looked at Yan Zhaoge and said with a sneer: "Do you think you can protect him?"

Yan Zhaoge also smiled: "I may not even protect myself. However, anyway, I will not let me leave easily. If so, I will try it."

Yanhua’s face is a little weird: “The talent is very good and the mentality is very good, but unfortunately...”

The voice did not fall, and his body suddenly became more dazzling.

At the same time, Yang Chong's already depleted Baoguang has become extremely dazzling!

Yang Chong’s eyes stunned, and he himself began to gradually become transparent, then broken, and finally turned into a rainbow with Baoguang!

Yan Hua no longer attacked, but has already ruined Yang Chong's life!

When Yan Zhaoge saw it, he was not annoyed. Instead, he stared at Yan Hua if he thought: "It turns out that this will force Baoguang, not a single supply of infinite heaven."

"The higher-important Xianting important person, one of the strong, can also benefit with the infinite Tianzun."

"Oh, it should not be as extensive as the infinite celestial beings, but only one place. For example, you only benefit from the immortal martial artists who are tired of immortality."

"When they are offering the infinite number of gods, you can follow the light."

Yan Hua heard the words, and looked a little serious, simply stopped and stepped on the Yan Zhao song again.

Yan Zhaoge also looked at Huaihua up and down: "Of course, you still have to offer a lot of heavenly respect, and you are one of the sources of the most willingness to offer incense in the territory."

"But on this basis, you can also enjoy a little benefit with the infinite God, I wonder if I can say yes?"

Yan Hua’s voice is indifferent and embarrassing: “My generation sincerely wants to be with Heaven.”