History’s Strongest Senior Brother

The group of dragon halls shrank, Yan Zhaoge was in it, quietly looking at the hall, all the dragon qi entrenched into a light dragon.

Guanglong wrapped around the barrel of a black lance, and the two dragon claws held the blade together.

The gold lance of the lower-grade sage soldier Wu Yu was continually shaking, and the black guns flashed cash-colored lights from time to time.

Yan Zhaoge reached out his hand and grabbed the tail of the gun, Wu Yutu Jinqi suddenly became more agitated.

The spirituality of the Holy Soldier is far stronger than that of the Spirit Soldier. To conquer it, Yan Zhaoge also needs some effort.

However, a group of dragon palaces suppressed it, and this treasure gun could not break free.

Under the time of water milling, Yan Zhaoge can finally conquer it, just like the sunburst crown seized from Yang Zhanhua, the elder of the Guangming Sect.

The Sun Rising Crown has long been tempered by Yan Zhaoge, and now An Ansheng lives in Guangcheng Mountain.

Although there is no Beiming doppelganger to help, Yan Zhaoge holds Wuyu's golden torch, and there is a rune spell on the palm of his hand.

There are more and more engraved mantras on the runes, and in the end it seems that the marks are actually engraved on the gun body.

As time went by, Wu Yu's restlessness seemed to be a little weaker.

Yan Zhaoge smiled slightly and took back his palm.

He wandered among the dragon halls, which opened up multiple spaces, not just the individual hall itself.

In a space, Feng Yunsheng sat in it, the long black knife out of the sheath, lying flat on her knees.

As she breathed, a dragon's breath entered her body, and a dragon pattern appeared on her cheeks.

Yan Zhaoge glanced up and down, and after seeing no problem, he retreated.

Out of the group of dragon halls, Yan Zhaoge's figure is good in the wind, and he has changed from the size of his thumb to his original figure.

At this time, A Hu came in from outside and saw Yan Zhaoge, and scratched his head: "Son, I inquired about it, the outside situation seems to be even more chaotic."

Although temporarily left in Shenghezhou, Youzongzong did not prohibit Yan Zhaoge and others from obtaining information.

In fact, Yan Zhaoge and his party left for this reason, and most of the people of the Dark Sect would not stop them.

With the tacit consent of Wu Zixiu and Nie Sheng, most of the information available to the secular secular altar in Sheng Hezhou, except for some extremely secret, was opened to Yan Zhaoge.

Panpan ’s fat body lay there, lazily like a small mountain of meat.

Yan Zhaoge is also polite, leaning on it as if approaching a huge fur recliner.

"How is the chaos?" Yan Zhaoge asked, and Ahu replied: "The current helm of the Xuan Dynasty, the third-generation Xuan Wang, Xuan Mu Wang left Daxuan Jingshi, and the royal driver enlisted."

Yan Zhaoge touched his chin: "It's not a shrewd move. Although the strength of King Xuan Mu is strong, Wu Sheng Liu Zhong, seeing the cultivation of the late gods as the realm, but his grandfather and his old man can't do much Duzhen Huanghai. "

"It's okay in the Lao Nest. After leaving the capital and losing his geographical advantage, how can he face a group of opponents like a wolf?"

"Even though his opponents are also guarding against each other, they can't work together, but King Xuan Mu's move is too careless, unless ..."

Yan Zhaoge's eyes narrowed: "Unless he has something to rely on."

A Hu then said: "Then your son killed Yang in Luan Xiangzhou, and caused his uncle, who was also the anger of Haixuan, the king of the Great Xuan Dynasty, during these days, looking for you around the southern part of Huangjihai, I heard that it has arrived near Shenghezhou. "

Yan Zhaoge shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Wu Zixiu and Nie Sheng, the two elders of the dark sects are not decoration."

A Hu Han smiled: "That is."

Yan Zhaoge thought for a moment, stood up and smiled: "Go, go out and go around."

A Hu asked behind him, "Son, do we always spend here with the Dark Sect?"

"Surely not." Yan Zhaoge said while walking: "Now and not busy first, you can speak later, a little more time, it is more advantageous when you speak, of course, you can't drag too late . "

Walking in the altar of secular sects, although Yan Zhaoge did not actively touch anything to inspire the defensive formation here, but during the walk, he also realized the spiritual pulsation here quietly.

"It's actually strong during the day and weak at night? I'm not in the wrong place. This is the land of the dark sect, not the side of the bright sect." Yan Zhaoge blinked: "There is a tendency to reverse the formation, this Are you preparing any special instruments? "

While thinking about it, there was a sudden argument in front of him.

Yan Zhaoge looked closely, but saw that the disciples of the two dark sects were arguing.

The two sides of the dispute are not very old, but the cultivation base is not low, most of them are master warriors.

There are also warriors in the realm of physical training, but they are very young, and they seem to be younger disciples who are not new to the new entry.

The people headed by the two sides, there are warriors of the Grand Master's realm, and they are arguing constantly.

Yan Zhaoge listened to the content and found that the two parties belong to the Wuguang Temple of the Dark Sect and the original Dark Temple.

What is arguing here today is the superiority of their elder alchemy skills.

During the argument, it was mentioned that the two sides will start a competition. The disciples of the two temples are now fighting for their elders to blush and have thick necks.

"But I don't know what level of alchemy is generally developed here in the upper realm. I heard that the Darkness Sect is in the Huangjihai area. Alchemy is relatively advanced, but it might as well take a look." Yan Zhaoge heard interesting, side The first rush to Ahu said: "Inquire about the location of the test and whether outsiders can watch."

A Hu nodded his head, walked up, and backed away a moment later: "Son, we can also go to see it, not far in front."

Between the speeches, the two sides of the argument had already shouted and walked forward together.

Yan Zhaoge passed by with great interest, but when he got to the place, he found that the so-called competition between the two sides was not an alchemy, but a restoration of an incomplete Danfang.

This made Yan Zhaoge a little more interested. Compared with the actual alchemy, trying to restore the incomplete Danfang and testing the theoretical level.

In the clean room behind Dan Tang, Wu Zixiu and Nie Sheng sat opposite each other.

Nie Sheng asked: "Elder Wu, the Southeast Supreme is good at alchemy, I know this, but the alchemist is not only the Southeast Supreme, how do we judge?"

Wu Zixiu said slowly: "So, instead of practicing alchemy, deduction of Danfang."

"The old man is very good at studying Dao Dao, but he is ashamed to say that he is too greedy and not deep enough."

Nie Sheng shook his head: "Why should Elder Wu be humble, you are the first master of this alchemy technique, and everyone admires it tightly on weekdays."

Wu Zixiu said: "My own old problems, I know it myself, but it is a bit desirable. It is required by all alchemists outside Huangjihai. Although they only have some fur, they can recognize it. Every connection. "

"If this young man can't bear to shoot, as long as he is itchy, he can see his way from the vein of his thinking of Danfang."

The old man exhaled gently: "We will wait and see."