History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Pan Botai, Pu Zhaojun and others fell together towards the Guangcheng Mountain.

Elder Zhang and Elder Gong looked at each other with serious expressions.

Pan Botai's eyes directly looked at Yan Zhaoge on Zhen Leifeng: "Children of the Yan family, you killed the old man and grandson, today is the time to pay your life!"

Pu Zhaojun looked up and down at Guangfeng Bafeng.

Prior to this, the battle between Guangcheng Mountain and the Abyss was largely eliminated.

But the Lihuofeng, which was cut off the top of the mountain and sharpened again, is still showing the world what kind of disaster it was before Guangcheng Mountain.

And now, another catastrophe of greater magnitude, one after another, did not give everyone in Guangcheng Mountain a breathing opportunity.

Pu Zhaojun said lightly: "Guangcheng Shanwang is one of the six martial holy places in the Eight Great World, but it is a land of dirt and dirt. It secretly communicates with the Nine Nethers and establishes an abyss. , Causing demons to chaos the world, and the creatures are charcoal. "

"You can take advantage of the mountains, and everyone will be blamed."

Elder Zhang and a group of martial arts soldiers became disgusted when they heard words.

A woman's voice sounded: "The Sun Sect of Great Sun, it is still so brazen."

The vocalist was Fu Enshu. Her eyebrows were raised: "Fighting the Flame Demon, you will not work if you work for the Sun Sect, and you are determined to preserve your strength. Now this door prevents the Nine Nine from coming, and fights against the abyss. Get rid of it, but you come to pick it cheap. "

"Foreign wars have never seen the style of the first holy place you boast of. Only the civil war between the holy places of the human race is actually Baba's prestige."

Fu Enshu shouted angrily: "Now I dare to come and smudge the door, really shameless!"

Pu Zhaojun said indifferently: "My sacred ancestor now, isn't it to clear the traitor of the Eight Greatest Worlds, and to return this world to a grand age, to cut off the possibility of the advent of the Nine Nethers?"

He looked wide up and down the mountain: "You are planning for the arrival of the Nine Nethers at this moment, and I, Saint Zongte, will stop it, that's all."

Pu Zhaojun shook his head: "I didn't expect that before, the magnificent sacred place Guangcheng Mountain was actually a dog for the Nine Netherworlds."

Elder Zhang's face is ugly, and Elder Gong is also a grumpy temper, saying angrily: "Your day sun sect will only be internal, not external, according to the old man, you are the internal devil of the flame demon and the Nine Nether!"

Pu Zhaojun said coldly, "The root of the abyss, the creator of the abyss, the master of the abyss, is the second person in your door, second only to Yuan Zhengfeng, Xin Dongping. It ’s not something you can deceive by quibbling. "

Elder Zhang said in a deep voice: "Xin Dongping has cleaned the portal by the door, and together with the demon Saint Yuan Tian, ​​he has also laid down his head. The abyss attacked the door, and it has also been destroyed.

A voice rang out in the distance: "It's just your own trick to abandon the car and keep the handsome, deliberately paralyzing the world."

With the voice, several figures appeared in the sky.

The person headed is a middle-aged man and a white-haired old man.

The middle-aged man was holding a long purple bow in his hand. It was Lin Tianfeng, the first elder of Tianlei Hall.

The old man beside him, who cultivated to a higher level, was an elder of the Heavenly Thunder Palace. He was a top grandmaster who has stepped into the extraordinary realm for many years.

Behind the two, there are many strong players in the Thunder Palace.

The arrival of their group of people even made the suffocation of the dark clouds crushing the city up and down Guangcheng Mountain.

It was Lin Tianfeng who spoke before him. He stood in the void and said: "I wait for you today, and I will retreat, paralyzing. Tomorrow will be the time when the Nine Nethers come to the Eight Greatest World."

Pan Botai said coldly: "What are you doing so much nonsense with them?"

"Regardless of the reason, Guangcheng Mountain is destined to be destroyed today!"

Pan Botai stared coldly up and down the Guangcheng Mountain, and stared coldly at Yan Zhaoge: "In the Eastern Tang Dynasty that day, you and the Bihai City forced to retreat my sect, and today the feng shui turns. for you all."

"Today, the six holy sites of the eight poles, Guangcheng Mountain was removed!"

Guangcheng Mountain faces strong enemies up and down. Although it feels great pressure, from elders such as Elder Zhang, Elder Gong, Fu Enshu, etc. to other martial arts martial arts, they are all waiting in line.

On Zhen Leifeng, Yan Zhaoge crossed his arms over his chest with his arms crossed. His eyes were moving back and forth between Pan Botai, Pu Zhaojun, Lin Tianfeng and others, and Huang Guanglie, who stood high above him.

Faced with the death threat of such an extraordinary grandmaster, Pan Zhaotai, Yan Zhaoge looked fearless.

He is just analyzing the situation very seriously. The scene before him requires him to make a proper choice for his own arrangements.

In other words, choose a target.

Yan Zhaoge turned to look at the direction of Houshan Dzezefeng, and said: "I don't know if Shizu can catch up. According to the time estimated by his old man, these two days should be right ..."

Although the idea may not be the same as Yan Zhaoge, at this moment, the enemy is under pressure, and there are other warriors on the Guangcheng Mountain, subconsciously looking at the back mountain to Zeze Peak.

There, there is an old man who has been protecting Guangcheng for many years and is taking an adventure for Guangcheng Mountain.

But soon, the look of these Guangcheng martial artists dimmed.

Not to mention that the old man was at risk of life and death, and if he was unsuccessful, he would become a benefactor.

Even if it succeeds, it will not be in such a short time.

Huang Guanglie's voice came from the sky: "Yan Di, clearly tell you, Dari Hengtianchi, the old man brought with him."

"The reason why you don't use it is because you are a rare talent. In the last battle of your life, your husband let your glory bloom in front of the world."

"But if you pin hope on Yuan Zhengfeng, then die as soon as possible, Yuan Zhengfeng, he slowed down the old man more than one step."

"With his old injuries, even if he can successfully set foot in the Holy Land, it will take at least a year. The old man knows that he has only been closed for a few months."

"Do you think that it will take more than half a year for the old man to break you through the mountains? You can try to stop the old man for half a minute before talking."

Huang Guanglie ’s voice resounded throughout the world and echoed throughout Tianzhongzhou: "What ’s more, the old man had successfully completed the exercise this time, and the day was balanced by the ruler, and Yuan Zhengfeng also became a martial saint. The old man is also determined! "

At this moment, Guangchengshanhoushan suddenly shook violently, a magnificent immense, as if the majestic will to be as high as the sky came out from it!

"Huang Laoman, the wind is strong, and your tongue is flashing."

A huge beam of light rose from Dui Zefeng and ran straight into the sky. A figure appeared looming in the beam of light.

Under Dze Zefeng, Elder He, who had been guarding the law and protecting the law, couldn't help but rejoice. When the gestures of both hands changed, a rune rose and fell on the back of the man in the pillar of light.

The man raised his palm to the sky, and the runes gathered by the Taiqing Great Array above Yandi's sword light flew out suddenly, falling into the palm of the man.

Losing Taiqing's help, Huang Guanglie's terror force suddenly rushed over the mountains.

But the figure over Dzezefeng took a step forward and had reached Yan Di, raising his hand was a palm!

The amount of violent violence hits, and the giant hand of the sky directly smashes the golden light condensed by Huang Guanglie and Sanyang Qitai!

Huang Guanglie's rumbling sounded between heaven and earth: "Yuan! Zheng! Peak!"