History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Chapter 383 382. Give me ... explode! (3 more)

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Everyone's plan in Bihai City was decided. An elder raised his palm directly and Yan Zhaoge flew towards the central hall.

"Brother Yu, please open the door." The elder said, a little bit, the invisible prohibition covering the hall opened a gap, and the elder took Yan Zhaoge into it.

Entering the hall, Yan Zhaoge saw that the elder fisherman of the Bihai City was presiding over the formation.

Aside, there is another elder Bihaicheng Taishen who is meditating with his eyes closed, his face like gold paper, extremely weak.

That was the earliest elder of Bihai City who presided over the immense array of Bihai. Yulao was the team to pick him up.

If it is not replaced in time, the old man will be directly consumed by the outside demon in the formation.

Yulao is also in a very bad situation at this moment, obviously seriously injured.

He received a report from the old Bihai city outside, already knowing the general situation, nodded slightly at Yan Zhaoge, but had no time to distract.

Yan Zhaoge didn't take politeness and walked back through the lobby.

There, a layer of water curtain appeared, the turquoise green was opaque, and the specific scene could not be seen, but a bright golden light was transmitted through the water curtain.

This is the place where Song Wuliang, the master of Bihai City, retreats and refines the Bihaidan Heart Sword.

Yan Zhaoge turned to look at the old man who came with him in Bihai City. The other party first entered the green water curtain, followed by Yan Zhaoge.

After entering the water curtain, Yan Zhaoge stopped and the whole was wrapped in green water.

The old man in the blue sea also stopped, reaching for a few lines of text in the water.

The text seems to be engraved in the water, and after a while it fades into a faint streamer.

At the next moment, Yan Zhaoge felt that a strong will came from the front, regardless of whether he knew it, it was Bihaiwu Shengsong immeasurable.

Although Song Wuliang could not move, he was not completely ignorant of the external situation.

Yan Zhaoge didn't know exactly what he thought in his mind, but the Bihai City lord did not show any opposition.

Yan Zhaoge nodded immediately, his figure floating upwards.

From the outside, a thick green water column rises from the top of the main hall of the inner city of Bihai City, and is connected to the blue sea dome above the city outline.

Yan Zhaoge's figure appeared in the water column.

Looking up at the scattered sparseness above, on the verge of broken lines, and then looking down at the Bihai City below, Yan Zhaoge took a deep breath, his eyes calm and calm.

In the central hall below, Yulao supported the immense array of Bihai, and then during the large array, the message was passed to Yuan Zhengfeng and An Qinglin of the orthodox flame war on the sea.

Although Yuan Zhengfeng is unknown, it is still at the same time that the flames and demon are fighting, urging Taiqing robe to fall down in a busy schedule.

Between black and yellow, the corn-like little light spots float up and down, in the clear air, like the stars in the Tianhe.

The Flame Lord is unknown, but he also intercepts.

Yuan Zhengfeng urged the Dao Dao to clear the air, and the truth and falseness were offset by the attack of the Flame Demon King, and finally a peaceful fall into the sea.

In the immense array of Bihai, Yan Zhaoge hovered in the water column and stared at the top of his head.

When the condensed breath of the power essence of the Taiqing robe fell, Yan Zhaoge's eyes lit up.

The fresh air wrapped around the green water column, blended into it, and fluttered.

At the same time, according to the previous agreement, Yulao resolutely reversed the immense array of Bihai!

Donglong Island, which looks like a huge land, vibrates as a whole again, and then rises to the sea again!

The water curtain surrounding Donglong Island all around began to gather towards the upper center.

A series of patterns, a group of spirits, collapsed one after another, showing the power of destruction.

All the clear water converges into the sky above the main hall of the center of Bihai City to form a huge water ball.

At this moment, the blue sea city of Donglong Island is seen again and again. There is a dazzling fire in front of everyone.

If Yuan Zhengfeng and An Qinglin resisted, Donglong Island would instantly become a scorched earth.

The huge water ball began to shrink, turbulent clear water, along the water column, straight down, rushed to the central hall of Bihai City.

Yan Zhaoge was also under tremendous pressure in the water column.

He didn't change his face, he suddenly took out something, but it was his inner crystal furnace!

The breath of pure Taiqing robe, and the spiritual power of reversing the large array, are not enough to reverse the world.

Otherwise, the people in the Bihai City will not lose the courage and determination to break through, and may not think of a similar way.

But with only another piece of sacred soldiers and the power to reverse the large formation, it is not yet possible.

Yan Zhaoge told three things, the first thing is that he himself can enter the core hub of the vast array of Bihai, because the inner crystal furnace!

After the continuous efforts of Yan Zhaoge and Guang Chengshan to study and upgrade, the internal crystal furnace has made great progress.

Yan Zhaoge Yun Ling Grand Master Realm Cultivation, wanted to intervene in the refining of the Holy Soldier only with the inner crystal furnace, but he was still unable to catch up.

However, Yan Zhaoge already had a good idea in mind.

"Open!" Yan Zhaoge shot the furnace body, the inner crystal furnace cover was opened, and the breath of Taiqing robe fell into it.

The furnace lid is closed, and the inner crystal furnace shakes violently.

"Give me ..." Yan Zhaoge took a deep breath, then shouted: "... burst!"

As he clapped his hands on the inner crystal furnace together, the huge treasure furnace fell like a meteor and rushed down to the main hall of the Bihai City Center below!

The bright meteor burst before the hall!

The powerful radiance diffused and merged with the power of the reversal of the rebellion, and rushed into the central hall together, Song Shuquan's closed place.

Suddenly, the whole East Dragon Island shook violently again.

The extremely bright golden light rose from the main hall of Bihai City Center.

At the next moment, a terror tsunami that was no less than the time when the previous large array was destroyed, set off with Donglong Island as the center.

Only this time, the monstrous wave did not spread to all around, but gathered from all around to the East Dragon Island Bihai City!

Countless torrents flooded Donglong Island again in an instant, but were soon absorbed by the golden light column rising from the central hall of Bihai City.

In an instant, the golden beam of light gradually turned into a green sword light!

The Seven Seas were born, and the boundless swordsmanship was born from then on!

In Bihai City, Yulao and others looked at this scene and were overjoyed: "My own sacred soldier in Bihai City, Bihai Danxinjian, succeeded!"

Throughout the entire sect gate, the long-cherished long-cherished wish has finally succeeded. When we think of the agony of the near extinction disaster, everyone felt more mixed and almost wept with joy.

In the sky, the Yan Mo family felt the changes below, and their faces changed greatly.

Some want to retreat from this, some want to ignore Yuan Zhengfeng, An Qinglin first attacked Bihai City, some more violently attack Yuan Zhengfeng and others, want to fight a battle.

In the blue sea city below, the sky of green sword sword suddenly converged and seemed to disappear.

But the horror of the sword rushed straight into the bullfight, and attacked the flame demon at the top.

Yan Zhaoge, who had pulled out, stood in the air with his hands on his back, watching this scene leisurely.

Below everyone in Bihai City looked at him.

After a brief silence, regardless of seniority or age, a group of people saluted Yan Zhaoge.