History’s Strongest Senior Brother

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Yan Zhaoge's Jianguang fixed the blood line in the black mist.

In this way, the bloodline does not dissipate, Yan Zhaoge can follow the bloodline and directly reach the core of the formation hub, no more effort to continue deduction and search.

Yan Zhaoge breathed a sigh of relief before picking up the pair of gloves left on the ground after the bloodless death.

The original blood-red glove gradually faded, showing the original black color.

Yan Zhaoge was a little interested: "In the moment when he was just a high grade treasure soldier, he actually had the power to approach the lower grade spirit soldier temporarily? Although it is temporary, it takes a long time to recover afterwards, but it is an interesting method."

A warrior like Xue Wuya who is almost a single gang, even if he joins the abyss, as a master, it is difficult to get a spirit soldier.

"You can't underestimate the wisdom of others. After the great destruction, you can come out in large numbers and figure out a lot of know-how." Yan Zhaoge put away his gloves: "Go back and study.

He looked up at the direction of the blood line and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Resolve the big things in front of you first."

Yan Zhaoge followed the bloodline all the way, and in the dark mist in front of him, from time to time there was a red light like lightning.

The ground beneath your feet began to fluctuate, like waves.

Looking down, you can see countless intricate spell seals, like flowing water, shuttle back and forth.

As we approached the core area of ​​the Zhenfa hub, the patterns here became more and more secret, intricate and intertwined.

Powerful breath pulsates and keeps shaking.

The horrifying breath that confuses the mind and makes people fear is getting stronger and stronger, as if forming a substance. Drilling from every pore on the surface of the human body makes people feel suffocated.

Yan Zhaoge condensed his voice and walked all the way forward, suddenly feeling a palpitation.

The whole piece of the magic world seems to be shaking and shaking, and the terrifying breath suddenly rose!

Yan Zhaoge's eyes flicked: "This is the boundary between the Nine Nether and the Eight Greatest Worlds. It is getting weaker and weaker. The gap is looming, and a gap will be torn apart!"

Although in the Demon Realm, Yan Zhaoge can feel that the battles between the major holy sites and the Abyssal Warrior inside and outside the Demon Realm are also more intense!

The gate of Nine Nether is about to really open.

In addition to Zhuolang Pavilion, other holy places also have masters to assist, it is gradually difficult to resist the abyssal warrior.

But as the breath of Nine Nether became stronger and stronger, all the warriors who had fallen into the demon also had a tendency to rise in height!

In particular, Yan Zhaoge could clearly feel that the magic array at the bottom of the Qingzhe Lake, after connecting the power of the Nine Nether, began to grow stronger and stronger.

Not only distorted time and space, and opened the Nine Nether Portal. During the operation of the magic array, it even started to defend against the attack, helping the abyssal warrior and suppressing the masters of the major holy places!

Yan Zhaoge looked up at the dark sky and muttered to himself: "The backup plan has indeed failed. You have to work hard. Shouldn't the Master Zhulang Lang respond slowly?"

There are six sacred places in the world, Guangcheng Mountain and Cangmang Mountain have sage soldiers but no sage, and each of the other four has a sage.

Zhuolang Pavilion's first strongman, contemporary patriarch Fan Yunwu, and "Qianlang Fanyun" An Qinglin, is currently the only female martial artist in the eight worlds, and the current female master.

Although it is strictly neutral and does not involve foreign affairs, Zhuolang Pavilion on the three-point acre of Zeyu is like the iron barrel, and it is difficult for other people to intervene easily.

That is, the power of the Nine Nether Demons, which corrupts the invisible and invisible, can barely penetrate.

But such a big thing happened on the territory of Zeyu, An Qinglin could not ignore it.

Although the distance is thousands of miles away, it takes not too long to get here from the Zhuolangge Mountain Gate at the speed of Wu Sheng.

The only problem that Yan Zhaoge is worried about is that since the enemy knows his own plan well, the subsequent changes should also have countermeasures.

Whether the abyss organization has a Wusheng, or whether there is a strong person who can rival Wusheng under the strength of the magical energy domain, Yan Zhaoge does not know.

But he knew that if the enemy planned in advance, the Eastern Demon flames took the opportunity to make chaos, forming a two-headed attack, and inside and outside the situation, let alone An Qinglin, the master of Bihai City, Bihai Wu Sheng Song I am afraid that they must stare at the sea There is no time to avail.

"So, having a traitor is really a headache."

Yan Zhaoge rubbed his temple, sighed, and moved on.

Following the bloodline, Yan Zhaoge walked all the way, and saw the dark mist in front of her, and began to vaguely reveal light.

The further forward, the brighter the light, the blood was red, and it looked horrible and terrible.

Yan Zhaoge traversed the black mist, and the prospect suddenly changed.

Under the red light, the large area was blank, except for the most central place, which stood like a tower.

The tower was golden, but it exuded blood red, and countless lines of shining black light gathered in all directions and concentrated on the tower.

The black pattern is like a black chain, tightly wrapped around the tower.

Yan Zhaoge looked closely, and found the golden tower rising from the ground, it seems that the height is gradually increasing.

The ground beneath the tower is constantly rolling, as if it were alive, and the soil is constantly swarming towards the tower, adding bricks and tiles to it and rising.

At the top of the golden tower, the red light shone, and vaguely, it seemed to form a portal!

The red light door is projected on the ground in front of the tower.

What Yan Zhaoge noticed was that the red light door in the sky was constantly shaking and shivering, as if it would open at any time.

And on the ground in front of the tower, the projection of the red light door also kept shaking.

The gap between the two doors was twisted continuously, causing the ground to twist sharply.

There seems to be something to be drilled out of the ground, tearing the ground into a huge abyss crack.

Yan Zhaoge's expression was a little more serious. The red light door on the tower is the result of the formation method. The projection on the ground is the gate of the Nine Nethers that is about to open.

If the gap is really opened and turned into something that actually exists, the abyss below leads to the bottom of the eight worlds, not the earth and rocks at the bottom of Qingzhahu Lake.

It is the legendary Nine Nether!

Just by looking at the appearance of this portal, we know that it has opened soon.

Yan Zhaoge's eyes flickered, and he saw a few people around the twisted red light door projection on the ground.

One of them was Liu Shengfeng who was defeated by Yan Zhao singer!

At this moment, his eyes were yellow, his eyes were red, and he was clearly demon.

Beside Liu Shengfeng, there are two other warriors. His face is like Liu Shengfeng with a slightly nervous smile, and he is also a demon.

In front of the three of them, five people collapsed to the ground, unable to move.

Yan Zhaoge swept the line of sight, and was actually all people he knew.

Ye Chongzhou, Ruan Ping, Li Jingwan, Xiao Yu, Zhang Yao.