History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunsheng talked without avoiding people.

Ahu laughed and fooled while listening to it.

Xiao Ai is full of sadness and indignation: "Master, your tall and brilliant image in my mind completely collapsed!"

She sighed, and her face was irresistible.

"Girl, young master is going to have a young grandma, what can I do?"

But when I thought about it, Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunsheng did not shy away from her, they meant to trust her, and Xiao Ai felt a little more comfortable.

"Do you want to lower the young master from A to A?" She tangled her face, turned her back, and walked aside holding her ears.

Feng Yunsheng looked at her back and smiled and said, "The real age should be a little older than me. Is this a young lady?"

Yan Zhaoge said: "Healing in the tomb of Emperor Youming, so I slept for some years."

Feng Yunsheng turned to look at Dayu Minglun: "Speaking of Emperor Ming's Tomb, should this be the biggest harvest this time?"

She had just inspired Yanyou Minglun with Yan Zhaoge, and was impressed by the horror power hidden in this treasure.

There is a crown of Taiyin in the front, and a sacred sun blade behind.

Feng Yunsheng's body odor for this high-level treasure is far more sensitive than ordinary people.

Yan Zhaoge also glanced at Dayou Minglun and gently rubbed his temple: "Whether it is a harvest or a disaster, it is still a bit hard to say."

He looked up at the roof of the Qunlong Temple: "I was thinking about using my corpse as a material for refining the Great Youming Wheel. Such a Youming Emperor should not be a person who places too much importance on his own affairs.

"With the end of the method of refining the Great Youming Wheel, the Tomb of the Emperor Youming also collapsed, which further verified my previous conjecture."

"The significance of the existence of Youming Emperor's Mausoleum is not the place where Youming Emperor built himself, but for refining the Great Youming Wheel, but ..."

Yan Zhaoge breathed a sigh of relief: "The phantom image of the last emperor Ming Ming entrusted in the Dayou Minglun seems to vaguely reject the people of the Guangming Sect."

Feng Yunsheng said in a deep voice: "The message of 'each disperse' is the same as the last words of Youming Emperor. Wheel exclusion. "

Yan Zhaoge nodded: "The fall of Youming Great Emperor and the decline of Youming Holy Religion have always been a mystery."

Feng Yunsheng asked: "Do you mean, there is an answer in the Tomb of Youming Emperor, or the Great Youming Wheel?"

Yan Zhaoge didn't speak.

Yin Tianxia and the Youming Holy Religious Expedition in the past were probably not as simple as everyone knows.

They may have some unknown goal, but in the end it happened.

Youming Holy Religion failed, and Yin Tian and his next person returned, but they were still in a state of perishment.

In Yan Zhaoge's view, it is not as easy to be discouraged as a male figure like Yin Tianxia.

Then, there is only one reason why he didn't say a word and only asked everyone to disperse.

For the big gestures, Yin Tianxia does not want to implicate other middle and low-level disciples in the teaching, but as a heroic figure who dominates an era, Yin Tianxia is definitely unwilling.

He wanted to explain to himself and the same door, and also leave the truth for future generations.

A Hu scratched her head: "Son, wouldn't you think too much?"

Yan Zhaoge chuckled and said, "I hope so."

After a slight pause, Yan Zhaoge said: "The last light and shadow left by Youming Emperor has dissipated, and the big Youming wheel will no longer repel the people of the Guangming Sect."

"Unfortunately, in the situation just now, if we do not take away the Great Yum Wheel, I am afraid it will be difficult to escape from the attack of the Guangming Sect."

"If Dayou Minglun falls into the hands of the Guangming Sect, and their strength grows too much in a short period of time, it is a small matter that we cannot continue to gain a foothold in Huangjihai, but there is no way to resist the Eight Greatest World."

Yan Zhaoge sucked his lips: "If it were not so, I even considered whether to give Dayouming the wheel to Guangming Sect ..."

Ahu was shocked: "Son?"

Yan Zhaoge waved his hand, beckoning him to be restless.

The big and quiet wheel in the void in the sky seems to have no peculiarities, and no breath of power is revealed, just like an ordinary black iron wheel.

But Yan Zhaoge looked at this treasure and his eyes grew deeper.

Three emperors and five emperors, ten supreme supreme, is currently the master of the upper realm.

There is no contradiction or disagreement between each other, but on the whole, there are few disputes, and they are quite similar.

Especially the upper realm is not without foreign enemies. Nine Nethers threaten every world.

However, in the past, Yin Tianxia fell, Youming Holy Church fell, and other big figures in the realm of the realm showed a kind of obscure attitude.

There are too many things worth talking about, and Yan Zhaoge has some doubts that it is the handwriting of some of them, or some of them.

In this case, there is a feeling that the closer the truth is, the faster it will die.

Perhaps this is why the ghost image of Youming Emperor rejected the descendants of the same class?

Feng Yunsheng and A Hu looked at the big Yuming Wheel in the void and fell into contemplation for a while.

Yan Zhaoge clapped his palms and smiled: "Don't be so nervous, if we really want to say it, we are more safe than Guangming Sect and Youzong Sect."

After a slight pause, Yan Zhaoge added: "Of course, there are many doorways in this, which need to be carefully grasped."

"The so-called crisis is always the coexistence of danger and opportunity. The question is how to seize the opportunity and avoid the danger."

"There must have been insiders in the past."

Yan Zhaoge said, his expression was slightly strange: "Well, let's say ... my mother."

If this were not the case, Xue Chuqing would not be able to help the Great Emperor Youming.

Even if you are ordered to do something, you will understand some things.

Withdrawing ten thousand steps, he told Xue Chuqing to enter the Tomb of the Emperor Ming, and the person doing this must be informed.

Yan Zhaoge smiled and waved at Xiao Ai: "Xiao Ai, what do you know about my mother-in-law, tell me anything."

"For example, you mentioned that you had a friendship with the Emperor Youming. The ancestor of my mother, do you know where he is?"

Xiao Ai blinked: "Young Master, the maidservant is a devoted person who doesn't ask about the girl ..."

Yan Zhaoge grinned: "It's good, keep it up."

"Just pick up what you know and talk about it, don't you have to keep it secret?"

Xiao Ai said a bunch of nagging, and it turned out to be everyday things.

However, one of the things attracted Yan Zhaoge's attention: "You just said that the mother came from Kunlun Mountain?"

Xiao Ai replied: "Isn't it from there? The maid doesn't know, but it must have been to Kunlun Mountain. Once, the girl watched the snow in Xuantian Realm in the north. I once mentioned that this place is more desolate than the snow on Kunlun Mountain."

Yan Zhaoge touched his chin.

This Kunlun Mountain is not the Kunlun Mountain before the Great Destruction, but the new Kunlun Reconstructed after the Great Destruction. It is located in the central Juntian Realm in the core zone of the Upper Jiejie.