History’s Strongest Senior Brother

“With the sky?”

Yan Zhaoge repeated these four words and couldn't help but laugh: "So it seems that the Emperor of the Emperor of Xianting should be the same, and the incense that is shared will be enshrined, and it should be more than you."

"Is the Supreme Wusheng like you, is the minimum standard for enjoying this honor with Heaven?"

The expression of Fuyang Supreme Huahua has now become calm again.

The golden day shines like a layer of gauze on his face.

Yan Hua said slowly: "Is this all the things you just inferred?"

Yan Zhao song spread his hands and spread his hands: "I only knew the existence of your Xianting for the first time in the past two days. Although I have also dealt with Buddhism before, I understand it limited."

"Speaking, I am still trying to find out, is Buddhism, is it the same as you in this respect?"

Although the Buddha was already in existence before the great destruction, Yan Zhaoge also knows what the concept of the future Buddha's righteousness is, but the specific details are relatively limited.

Yan Hua is undecided, quietly watching Yan Zhao song: "You already know a lot."

Yan Zhao song grinned: "In my opinion, you know a lot."

He looked at the place where Yang Chong disappeared, and looked at the place where Fang Fang only killed Shang Jun: "It is far more than the average of Wu Sheng and the Eight Realms."

"You, totally different from them."

Yan Zhaoge looked at Yu Hua with a very strange look: "You should really understand the difference between your immortal inheritance and the authenticity of Daomen Sanqing."

"It is because of the accumulation of divisions. The great emperor of the past sent information, you know from the beginning?"

"Whether it is said that when you are in the martial arts of the Emperor, the world is in the realm of the world... Well, when you have the qualification of the so-called "with the same day," you have a chance to see the truth?"

Yan Zhaoge looked curiously at Yu Hua.

Yan Hua’s look is light: “If you want to have something to gain, you have to pay. You are not a foreigner disciple. Isn’t this the case? It’s just different from each other.”

"Compared to what you pay, you may not be rewarded. As long as my generation is sincere, God will care for us."

"Our rules are far more fair than you."

Yan Hua’s line of sight scans Yan Zhaoge and Fu Ting: “In my opinion, this is the right way.”

Yan Zhao said: "You, and the future Buddhist principles, the practice of the military, the achievements can be achieved, but also affected by talent."

"Although for you, the most important thing is to turn the Buddha to the heart of the Tao, and the natural understanding is waiting, but the undeniable fact is that when the dedication of the incense is the same, the higher the qualification, the easier it is. Going to a higher peak."

Yan Zhao’s songs are like Yu Hua: “For example, if you are talented, you will win more Shang Jun and Yang Chong.”

Yan Hua calmly said: "What about that?"

He looked at Yan Zhaoge and looked at Fu Ting: "I can see that both of you are shocked and brilliant, and you are the talented person in the genius."

"Two Wusheng five heavy, see the military in the middle of the realm of the gods, can kill Wusheng eight heavy, the average of the realm of Xianqiao in the middle of the realm, when I changed the Wusheng Wuzhong realm, I certainly can't do this."

"When you are a warrior from outside, in general, the strength in the same realm is indeed better than the righteousness of my generation, and the two of you are far beyond your peers in your outside world."

"But..." Yan Hua slowly lifted one of his palms.

"At the moment, in front of me, the two of you are excellent again, and they will not help."

The palm of the hand has a golden sun, and it’s dazzling: “Because, my realm is much higher than you.”

"I admit that I am the enemy of the Supreme Wusheng in your outer court, but I am advocating that I have surrendered it to the Emperor."

Yan Hua’s look suddenly became a bit complicated: “And the great emperor who came from outside the road will be solved by the strong man in my right path who can be called the emperor.”

As he said, Yan Hua slowly launched.

The power of the blazing masculine sun shrouded the heavens, allowing Yan Zhaoge and Fu Ting to give birth to a feeling of burning at the same time.

Yan Zhaoge took a deep breath and the five internal organs were shining. If there were five gods standing upright.

Under the five elements of the birth, the power is endless, and the colorful glory envelopes the whole body.

Fu Ting's body is surrounded by plain clouds and clouds, but it is one of the innate five-year-old ones.

The plain color cloud is constantly being consumed by the golden daylight, but it is born immediately, and it does not increase or decrease, as if it is infinite.

However, this one of Huahua’s palms is more powerful than that.

Golden Sunlight, Yan Zhaoge's five elements of the Luo Luo Xian body, with Fu Ting's Tai Su no body, have signs of instability.

The gap between the two sides is too big.

Quan Haolong, next to Yan Zhaoge and Fu Ting, was shocked when he was killed by Yang Chong.

At this time, he was also trapped in a golden day, and he was surrounded by a spirit, and he was unbelievable to look at Yuhua. Once he was in his mind, he was dominated by the wonderland.

Even if it is a warrior from Xianting, but can practice to the three realms of Wusheng, how can it be stupid?

Because he was enshrined in his childhood, he never doubted the immortal Tianzun and Xianting.

If Yan Huayi killed Yang Chong, the whole Hao Long was so sad that he was sorry for Yang Chong.

However, Fang Hua did not have a single point of strength really fell on Yang Chong.

It turned out that Baoguang in Yang Chong was not controlled by himself, but was controlled by Yuhua.

So that Yang Chong could not help but force the rainbow to die!

This scene is in the eyes, Quan Haolong can not help but stunned, all over the body.

No matter what method Huayu uses to kill Yang Chong, even if it is a poisonous sneak attack, Quanhaolong will not be as alarmed as it is now.

Looking at Yang Chong's death, Quan Haolong is stupid and will associate himself.

His expression was both horrified and stunned, his eyes full of confusion.

The original pure and bright Baoguang in the body became unstable for the first time in life and kept flashing.

When Baoguang was out of balance, Quan Haolong’s true-spirited atmosphere immediately became weak, and it was obvious that Yan Zhaoge and Fu Ting could be clearly aware of it.

Yan Hua looked at him indifferently: "I don't want to stay."

Although the palm power spreads to the whole Haolong, but the Quanhaolong body is just out of balance, it will be Huahong.

Not waiting to die in the hands of Yan Hua, has stepped into the footsteps of Yang Chong!

Yan Zhaoge raised his eyebrows slightly: "This kind of means can only be used for the Xianting warriors who have already rebelled. If the other party is still pious and the Baoguang is constant, can it not work?"

Although Yanhua’s power brought a lot of pressure, Yan Zhao’s song looked calm and even asked for an empty time: “You can only re-enfine the baptism Yang Chong, then you should be able to What?"

Yan Hua looks at Yan Zhaoge and Fu Ting: "I am more willing to compare you than him."

"If you are such a genius-like person, if you can abandon the evil and return to the heavens, it is my great merit."