History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Yan Zhaoge and Fu Ting looked at each other and nodded. The two entered the whirlpool together. ??

Between the gleaming scenes, the chaotic scene kept shaking.

When the glory finally disappeared, it was presented in front of Yanzhao songs, and it was another dark void.

However, feeling the aura flow here, watching the universe star movement, Yan Zhaoge knows that they have successfully returned to the world dominated by the Sanqing Daomen authentic.

Although the time and space in front of the sky is chaotic, forming overlapping folds, making them difficult, but returning to the upper bounds, is just around the corner.

Especially for Yan Zhaoge, with the experience of returning from the world of Buddhism last time, this time it will be much easier.

Last time, he was still the acquaintance of the commemoration of Wu Sheng. Now he has reached the level of seeing the gods, and he has practiced the trapping of the sword. It is much easier to walk in the chaos of this chaotic world.

"Although the time is not long, but this time I went to the ground of Xianting, but there is such a feeling of being separated from the world." Yan Zhao song laughed.

Fu Ting said slightly: "If the dragon snow is not the body of Biyoutian, if you are not the treasure of the Emperor, we are afraid that there will be more and more fierce."

Yan Zhao said: "It is said that fortunately, the Supreme Wusheng, who was born outside the road, was the inheritance of the Xiangyang Palace. His ancestors had a conflict with the Emperor Ming Ming."

Fu Ting Mei Yu emerged a haze: "My father used to say that the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty left the elders ominous."

"But the reason, but refused to say it, only to say that after I am repaired to the peak of Wusheng, I can tell."

"It seems that it may be related to the outside of the Xianting."

Fu Ting turned to look at Yan Zhao's song: "On the side, after leaving the Xianting boundary, returning to our side, I try to think again about the name of the Immortal."

The smile on Yan Zhao’s face disappeared and he solemnly asked: “What is the result?”

Fu Ting spit out a sigh of gas: "The feeling of the same kind, still there."

Yan Zhao’s songs are indulging in color.

Fu Ting certainly can't offer to sing the singer.

The problem is that it is just a thought in the heart, and it seems that there is an abnormality when thinking about the name of the other party.

In a certain way, it is equal to when she knows the existence of the other party, as if she had an invisible seed and took root in her heart.

However, this kind of child is not bud.

As for whether or not it will sprout in the future, it is hard to say.

Contacting Jinxiu Emperor, Northeast Supreme Liu Yigu, Southeast Supreme Cao Jie and others originally said that Yan Zhao can't help but guess that they are unclear and unscrupulous. Is it the Xianting, the existence of the Immortal Tianzun?

If this is the case, then it is no wonder that they are so cautious.

What is Fu Ting's talent and strength?

Both the upper boundary and the Biyoutian counted, and there were only two people who had been in contact with Yan Zhaoge.

Little sword god, dragon snow silence.

My old man, Yan Di.

In addition, in the people who have been personally contacted by Yan Zhaoge, the same realm is on the Futing, only by self-cultivation, no one can easily win.

Fu Ting's power is not only based on the savvy and training of talent.

His mentality, willpower, practical experience, tactical wisdom and observation, and ability to adapt to the situation are excellent.

But such a peerless genius, in the taboo of Xianting and Wuliang Tianzun, still seems to be exempt.

"Yan Gongzi, when you think of it in your heart, or when you mention the infinite number of gods in your mouth, is there any abnormality?" Fu Ting asked.

Yan Zhao’s heart is slightly moving.

He really didn't.

To ask the reason, Yan Zhaoge estimates that it is because of his own practice of Promise.

Although there is no magic, although it can block the special effects of Buddha Light and Baoguang, it may not work in the immediate problems.

Fu Ting's family knowledge, she is not even clear, after returning to her old lady Jindi said that Jindi may have doubts.

For the Wuji Tianshu, which is a senior foundation, Yan Zhao’s heart has always had some doubts that have not been solved.

Therefore, Yan Zhaoge has always concealed the roots of Wuji Tianshu.

At this moment, I heard Fu Ting ask, Yan Zhaoge replied: "There is no special feeling, perhaps related to my practice of the Ming and Qing Dynasties."

"The secluded twelve laws of the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty imply a chaotic image of the Promise. I doubt it is related to this."

“But...” Yan Zhao’s song frowned. “Because of this, perhaps there is something hidden in the hidden chaos, which I can’t detect myself.”

"After all, I am not in charge of the Twelve Laws."

Fu Ting heard the words and nodded gently: "This is possible."

Yan Zhao song listened to her answer, but she heard something else.

Look at the appearance, the congenital five Taizhi's Taiyi fist, Kunlun Mountain Miaofeifeng Jindi inheritance, and did not grasp.

However, thinking of the speciality of Xianting and Wuliang Tianzun, Yan Zhaoge also scratched his head: "There is no similar problem between Buddhism and the future Buddha. Is it because the infinite Tianzun is also the same as the Taoist door?"

Fu Ting took a deep breath and looked at Yan Zhaoge and said: "Yan Gongzi, the outside of Xianting, should not be circulated. Although you and your party have mastered the twelve laws, you should not take risks."

Yan Zhao sings: "This is nature."

It’s a pity that it can’t be used to pit people, otherwise it’s a pit.

But look at it, this news will not make people immediately unlucky.

If you know the head, you may also spread it so that everyone knows that it is hard to avoid it.

In this case, let's keep a mouthful together.

However, the reason why the upper bounds of the world even the Buddha's door is eliminated, perhaps also to avoid the influx of the fairy wind, so the anti-micro-duration.

"If you can figure out what is going on." Yan Zhao song gently squinted his eyes.

The mother's snow is clear and the inheritance, and the destruction of the sacred sacred religion, the feelings are inseparable from Xianting.

There are some vague conjectures in Yan Zhao’s heart, but there is still no argument.

Just thinking, Yan Zhao song suddenly blinked, could not help but laugh.

Fu Ting looked at him curiously: "Yan Gongzi, what happened?"

Yan Zhao song laughed: "Good luck, there are a few opportunities, Fu girl, Yan Yan is one step ahead."

He did not move forward, but stopped and sat down.

Seeing his appearance, Fu Ting suddenly moved, seemingly guessed something, and his eyes were shocked.

The Yanzhao songs sit between the plates, the body is under the body, the big light is shining, the big holes are shaking together, echoing the real universe stars.

Just under the stars, Fu Ting can clearly see that Yan Zhao’s neck is suddenly a little light spot.

The spot is slightly faint compared to other acupuncture points like the stars.

However, as soon as this light spot appeared, Yan Zhaoge’s body was full of breath, extremely climbing, and extremely powerful!

Although Fu Ting himself did not reach this realm, how can he not recognize the state of Yan Zhaoge?

That is clearly a hidden point, refining into a god, successfully promoted Wu Sheng Liu, see the signs of the late God! 8