History’s Strongest Senior Brother

The chaotic void, the boundary of the space is distorted, and the time flow rate is different, but at this time, it is simultaneously covered with a layer of blood.

Mrs. Kang's insight was extraordinary, and her mood immediately became heavy: "... blood demon dish ?!"

Yan Zhaoge reached out, pierced his fingertips, replaced the pen with his finger, and used his own blood to write a whole spell in the void.

The surroundings are not people's common words, but a strange and rare special text, obscure and inexplicable.

The blood-red mantra was engraved in the void, blending with the layer of blood-colored light curtain.

Yan Zhaoge whispered in a weird language that no one else could understand: "Sacrifice!"

Blood light suddenly seemed to come alive, with an extremely ancient will, coming through the heavy void.

The will is illusory, and the owner's life or death is unknown, but at this moment it seems to run through the ages, giving a heart-rending roar.

The wound of the entire sky wall was further torn apart, and the void crack was expanded two or three times!

Kang Maosheng and Kang Jinyuan, outside the wound of the sky wall, had no time to escape, and were all sucked into the crack.

Mrs. Kang was shocked, and she couldn't try to fix the injury of Tianbi again, Jianguang unfolded, caught Kang Maosheng and Kang Jinyuan, and planned to go out and talk.

But this set of rituals urged by Yan Zhaoge made the wound of the sky wall seem to have life as if it were a truly brutal beast.

Blood is everywhere, closing the cracks in the void, only to enter, not to exit.

Between the rotation of the space, a huge bloody vortex is formed, which will devour everyone together.

Yan Zhaoge himself and Beiming are also in the same situation, and the damage of the mutated sky wall is as brutal and brutal to all people and things in it.

Guang Jinzong's Tan Jin and others were not spared.

The only thing that made Mrs. Kang relieved was that the mutated sky wall at the moment was chaotic, chaotic, and the light was gone, and the power of the boundary was no longer so intertwined and twisted.

In this way, Kang Jinyuan and Kang Maosheng, who were cultivated below the level of the god, can stay here for a long time without being crushed by the power of the boundary.

Yan Zhaoge also collected the Jianmu paper fan, and turned to Beiming to do his best to stabilize his figure and avoid being completely swallowed by the bloody vortex in the void.

The sacrifices he made himself were the most clear.

Falling into that bloody vortex, it was not swept away by the chaos of time and space, but turned into a sacrificial offering. By blood sacrifice on the spot, there was no death.

The three parties are in a stalemate again for a time. Everyone is trying to stabilize themselves so as not to be swallowed by the bloody vortex, but they can't care about each other.

Yan Zhaoge, as the creator of the sacrificial rite, was threatened by the sacrificial rite, but for the time being he was able to handle it.

Mrs. Kang and Tan Jinxiu, the lord of the Hall of Illusion of the Guangming Sect, are at a higher level and can barely support it.

After all, the duration of the sacrifice is limited, and they believe that as long as they persist after this period of time, they can successfully get out of trouble.

Although the two sides are also in a hostile relationship with each other, the two female martial arts powerhouses of the five heavy realms are depressed at the moment and wish to kill Yan Zhaoge and then hurry.

The two of them joined forces, which is not trivial, but at the moment there is no chance at all to be shot. They are caught by Yan Zhaoge's tragic sky wall injury, and they are completely burnt.

Unexpectedly, both sides made up their minds. Once they got out of trouble, they would first settle Yan Zhaoge.

Otherwise, God knows what strange means Yan Zhaoge will exhibit.

On the one hand, Yan Zhaoge resisted the suction of the bloody vortex, while on the other hand, he savored the changes in the void.

The damage to the sky wall has changed, temporarily losing the effect of leaving the upper boundary of the realm and descending the space and time of the lower boundary, and the road is blocked.

Blood light seemed to be a barrier, covering this void together, whether it was Mrs. Kang's mother and son, the Guangming Sect, or themselves, they were temporarily banned here, and no one could leave.

The time and space folded in layers, like the bright crystal walls, combined with blood and light, forming a blood crystal wall like a solid.

Outside the blood crystal walls, the changes in the void gradually stabilize and make sense.

More stable and calmer than usual.

A blood shines inside and out, presenting two very different worlds.

The more stable the time and space is, the more convenient it is to find the world of Yan Fu, and he is separated by the blood crystal wall and cannot go out, but he is not completely powerless.

Yan Zhaoge urged the Dragon Hall, together with Beiming Doppelganger to help him stabilize his body, and then took out the jade pendant from Bai Ziming again.

Zhenyuan was injected into the jade pendant, and the jade pendant suddenly emitted green smoke again.

The smoke touched the blood crystal wall and was not blocked by it. Instead, it slowly penetrated from the blood crystal wall folded in layers.

Through the blood-colored crystal walls, the green smoke drifted in the void, spreading out from a distance, gradually condensing into a line, extending to the distance.

Part of Yan Zhaoge's mind, combined with the green smoke, seemed to drift into the void together with his own thoughts.

In the midst of it, there seems to be some kind of existence guiding the direction for ourselves.

I don't know how long after that, the darkness in front of my eyes appeared gradually.

The green smoke that hadn't been fluttering along the edge suddenly sank, as if it had landed, and blended into that light.

The light was gone, and various scenes appeared in front of Yan Zhaoge.

"Is this the world of Yan Fu?" Yan Zhaoge was thinking for a moment, his thoughts and the green smoke cloud scrolled together, and quickly flew into the distance.

The vision suddenly changed, and there was snow.

"The ancestor of the old man was Yan Fu, the big snowy mountain in northern Xinjiang." Bai Ziming's words sounded again in his ears. Yan Zhaoge looked at the scenery of the northern country in front of his eyes, knowing that the target guided by the green smoke was Baizi Ming Zongmen Daxue Mountain, who was born in Yanfu World.

It's just Yuan Zhengfeng, but it's not a guest worship in Daxue Mountain.

The green smoke traveled through the sky at a rapid speed. When Yan Zhaoge thought about it, he saw the prospect change again, and the rolling mountains appeared, all shrouded in ice and snow.

Between the snow-capped mountains, an ice palace came into view, and Yan Zhaoge's thoughts fell toward the ice palace with the green smoke.

Like the invisible green smoke, inspired the ice palace guardian formation.

The glorious interlacing of Dao Dao and the green smoke did not produce repulsion, but instead guided the smoke through the majestic Ice Palace.

Yan Zhaoge Shensi fell to the apse along with the smoke, and saw it in the apse, clearly enshrining a god statue.

Look closely at the idol and look like Bai Ziming.

Before Yan Zhaoge thought about it, the green smoke rushed directly into the idol.

The idol shook, his eyes suddenly lit up, and the cards below shone brightly.

Yan Zhaoge came back to God and found his own perspective, clearly consistent with that statue, as if he were in the statue.

At the same time, in the hall in front of you, there are many martial arts people, all of which are the top of the Daxue Mountain.