History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Yan Zhaoge supported the stone pillars, gazing at the Black Dragon Sha in the distant sky, and the crowd who came to him.

While observing, Yan Zhaoge passed on the sound to Ahu and Feng Yunsheng, roughly explaining the current situation.

"The person who can drive the Black Dragon Sha is at least the Grand Master's cultivation." A Hu looked serious at the moment, and he was completely out of the tiredness of the past: "The other party does not shoot directly. Effective in containment. "

Feng Yunsheng held his hand on the handle of the black knife: "Fully relying on the power of Heilongsha's Scourge, the Grand Master is not close to it, nor can he finely manipulate it, so he has no full grasp to achieve his purpose."

"It is naturally best to bury us with the Black Dragon, if not, it can cause chaos and make us overwhelmed."

Feng Yunsheng looked at Yan Zhaoge: "At this time, if someone takes advantage of the chaos, the chance of success increases greatly ..."

Yan Zhaoge's eyes are deep and his head is slightly nodded, not much to say.

Suddenly, Yan Zhaoge looked away and saw Junluo's behind him. The child of Lian's family named Lianying had a strange look and suddenly pulled out a black dagger.

Yan Zhaoge frowned. At first, he thought he was going to be unfavorable to Junluo. He was about to stop it, but when he saw the target of the black dagger, he was the company.

The black dagger stabs into the company's own arm and makes a "buzz" sound.

There are weird aura fluctuations, emanating from the black dagger and the wound of the company's arm.

Yan Zhaoge's eyes narrowed: "Like a variant of the blood sacrifice method, some kind of mantra was buried in his bloodline beforehand?"

The blood dripped from the arm of the company, and fell on the sand below. The sand was instantly stained with snow.

The light and shadow floated in the air, condensing into a huge faint rune, and then the rune was printed on the ground.

The snow white spreads rapidly towards the surrounding desert, centered on the base of the company.

Suddenly, a violent sense of shock came from everyone's feet, like an earthquake, the white sand sea suddenly became dangerous.

At the moment, the desert seems to have all turned into quicksand at this moment, the human foot stepped on it, and suddenly fell into it and fell down!

Everyone was shocked: "... this is, Bailongsha?"

The people present were all martial artists, except Junluo, Lianying, and Liancheng, all of them were master martial artists.

I noticed that I wanted to make a leap, but I couldn't rush out of the burial of white quicksand.

The foot is just a little hard, not only can not pull the foot out of the quicksand, but sink deeper.

Whether it is stiffness or softness, it is all a result, trying to urge the qi, but as soon as the qi touches the white quicksand, it disappears immediately invisible!

In the sky above, a black storm raged, and the desert underneath turned into a quicksand, burying people alive.

After the legs and feet fell into the quicksand, everyone dared not move. The more they struggled, the faster they fell.

At the same time that he could not move, he could only watch the terrifying black storm hitting himself.

Junluo exclaimed, his feet were empty, his figure sank quickly, and soon his body nearly submerged in the white sand.

The same is true of Liancheng on the other side.

But I saw that Lianying was still standing on the white sand steadily, walking as usual, but it seemed very strange.

The blood continued to fall from the wound of Lienying's arm, and his face became paler, almost no blood was seen, and the whole person was even weaker.

However, he was very excited, with a sickly and excited smile on his face, and looked at Junluo diligently: "Lolo, don't be afraid, it will be fine."

Lianying walked toward Junluo step by step. While walking, he said softly: "As long as you hold me tight, you are not afraid of sinking into the desert. I can sneak you underground with ease."

"As a result, the Black Dragon Storm on the ground is not enough to worry about."

He smiled faintly and spread his arms as if to embrace Junluo: "Look, Luoluo, I am not bad, right? Yan Zhaoge can save you, so can I."

On the arm of the company, the black short sword was still deeply inserted into the wound, and the blood kept dripping.

Hearing what he said, although they were in danger, everyone was slightly dumbfounded, and some people could not help looking at Yan Zhaoge involuntarily.

Yan Zhaoge looked at Lianying: "The concentric blood curse, this is no longer just something in the martial arts category, it is more inclined to strange magic, but this is at the cost of burning your own essence blood, like a sacrifice.

"Although Bailongsha is triggered, you will not live long with your blood."

Yan Zhaoge raised his eyebrows slightly: "With the help of the blood curse and the natural disaster, you can indeed walk freely in the White Dragon Sha within a short period of time, and the people you contact can also be carried by you without worrying about the danger of quicksand. . "

"However, that person will also be dragged into the concentric blood curse, together to provide a blood sacrifice for the curse seal, and will soon follow your footsteps, and the blood will die."

"Do you want Lolo to accompany you to death?"

After listening to Yan Zhaoge's words, Jun Luo's eyes widened and he looked at Lianying in disbelief.

Liancheng, who grew up together with Lianying since childhood, was even dumbfounded. He only felt that he was a clan, and the stranger suddenly felt terrible.

Lianying came into contact with Junluo's gaze, the expression on his face changed slightly, and he was so impatient and dazed for a moment.

But soon, he chuckled softly: "Life can't be in the same quarter, death can be in the same hole, and it's worthwhile."

Lianying looked at Yan Zhaoge: "It's better than watching Lolo get closer to other men."

"Yan Zhaoge, you are the arrogant of the sky, you are high above you, you will become a legend. Compared with you standing on the cloud, how many people like me live like dust and mud? But how about that? , Just because you stand on the cloud, you can trample us arbitrarily, can you even snatch the last light of my life? "

"Impossible! Although I am weak, I have to try it. I will pull you down from the clouds and see how muddy you are, and see if you can continue to be so high!"

Skinny teenager, roaring excitedly.

At the same time, white quicksands raged on the ground, and a black storm roared in the sky.

In addition to the White Dragon Sha that appeared under everyone's feet, the Black Dragon Sha formed by the Black Nightmare Storm in the sky was overwhelming, and had come to everyone, and the horrible black gang wind was falling against everyone's head!

Yan Zhaoge's expression was calm, holding a stone pillar, standing still without moving, and suddenly a purple thunder flashed in his right eye!

At the same time, Yan Zhaoge flipped his left hand, a small black incense burner appeared in his hand, and then threw it to Ahu: "Handle Bailongsha and bring Lolo and them out."

At the same time Ahu responded, staring at Lianying with poor eyesight.

"Although, I don't really understand what you are complaining about." Yan Zhaoge stared at the Black Nightmare Storm, and did not go to Lianying at all. Now anyone wants to try to step on my ascent to prove themselves? "