History’s Strongest Senior Brother

838 Chapter 837. Unresolved retribution

Yan Zhaoge raised it with a palm and shot down at a Buddhist warrior.

Those Buddhist warriors were frightened, and the disciples of the Shangqing line were a little bit angry and ruined: "Why don't you listen to you?"

Yan Zhaoge's self-willedness doesn't matter. It's just that in this way, those who haven't had time to leave here will also be affected.

The top powerful men of Buddhism come here, not only blocking Yan Zhaoge, but also blocking them here.

Yan Zhaoge smiled at the corner of his mouth, and fell a palm, suddenly smashing the entire head of the Buddha Warrior!

The first time the monk fell, there was a Taoist Buddha's light, rushing out of his body, and then breaking through the void and leaving.

This Buddha's light is not offensive, nor does it show how powerful a breath of power.

But it completely ignored the power of Yan Zhaoge and Devouring the Earth.

As if the two sides are at different levels, even if they meet, they will not touch each other.

Yan Zhaoge Fan Tianyin's palm power is strong, turning around the world, but in Jin Guang's view, it is like an illusory and transparent, going directly through the palm.

The terrifying devouring power that swallowed the sky and the earth box was in front of the unique Buddha light.

Yan Zhaoge believed that even if he took out the Sun Seal or the evil sword gluttonously, he could not destroy and block the Buddha's light.

If you can't touch each other, everything is in vain.

But that Buddha light is by no means an illusion.

Yan Zhaoge can be sure that as long as the Buddha's light flew away, a powerful man of Buddhism came to this place at 1:30.

It may be a strong Buddhist monk equivalent to the martial saint at the level of Daomen Xianqiao.

It may also be the top strong man equivalent to Daomen Wusheng Peak, the supreme human.

It may also be the equivalent of Daomen, the emperor, or even the emperor, who is a big Buddha ...

According to the disciples of Sun Qingda and other Qing dynasty disciples, the higher the other's cultivation level is, the faster they will come, and it will not be impossible to appear immediately.

Yan Zhaoge's mouth smiled undiminished, and in his palm, the power suddenly changed, hiding chaos.

The Promise of the Promise Book of Heaven was opened by him. In chaos, there is no precedence, no distance, no proximity, the beginning of all things, the end of all things.

At this time, Yan Zhaoge fell down again, and the Buddha's light shook slightly. He couldn't help himself and fell into chaos. He was wiped out directly, and disappeared.

It is true that only Yan Zhaoge can understand the details.

In the eyes of others, only Yan Zhaoge slapped the Buddha martial arts to death with a palm, and then the light of the Buddha flashed.

Seeing the appearance, all the martial arts fighters held their foreheads in their hands and sighed in the sky: "You people in the upper realm have never dealt with Buddhism, but they still love to be brave for a while, but they also harm us.

Gao Qing's eyes looked at Yan Zhaoge brightly: "Hey, you're so simple."

All the fellows beside her smiled bitterly: "Sister, he is very happy, we are all miserable, leave here quickly and return to Biyoutian, we have no time to investigate the abnormality of the mountain in the distance."

"Now I only hope that the strong men coming to Buddhism will be too high, so that we still have time and chances to separate."

As he was talking, he saw Yan Zhao singer rise and fall, killing one Buddha after another.

The superfluous supernatant, who had been shocked, was watching this scene, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Instead, the Buddhist warriors settled down and looked at Yan Zhaoge with a look of death as if he had returned to the bliss.

Let the young monk who lived in the Beiming avatar calmly said: "The poor monk is in the same door with the public, not afraid of death, death is just the beginning of life."

"Removing the karma, the strange land, can just get rid of the suffering sea of ​​the world."

"And you, the donor, have committed such a great sin and sink into the devil's path, there will naturally be retribution."

A smile appeared on the young monk's face: "The donor, your retribution, is right in front of you, and you must be there soon."

Yan Zhaoge also smiled and said: "You don't have to worry about me, or worry about yourself. The other baldness is solved because I have already captured you."

"Want to come from your mouth, I can get more things I want to know."

"Of course, I believe you will certainly not speak easily." Yan Zhaoge smiled his teeth: "But it doesn't matter, I have time and ways to let you open your mouth."

The young monk shook his head: "You are whimsical, do you think these super-clear princes are scaring you?"

He said slowly: "The poor monk has just said that the donor, your retribution, is in front of you."

"Oh? I'll wait and see." Yan Zhaoge said, palming his hand, and then smashing the head of a Buddhist warrior, and seeing the eyelids of people around him fluttering.

The descendants of the Qing dynasty shook his head again and again and turned away.

Gao Qing left with the door and waved his hand towards Yan Zhaoge before leaving: "This fellow, let's go back to Bi Youtian with us. Before the top strongmen of the Buddhist door entered the field, the other party's clue broke. Now. "

"Good intentions, but no need to worry about me." Yan Zhaoge smiled indifferently, and suddenly turned to ask: "Dare to ask Emperor Zengzu Longquan, but the surname Long?"

Gao Qing replied: "Yes."

Yan Zhaoge said strangely: "Is the descendants of Emperor Xuan and Longquan Emperor all the same as Emperor Xuan?"

Gao Qing shook his head as if he had taken it for granted: "Of course not. I have an uncle who followed his great-grandfather's surname Long."

Yan Zhaoge couldn't help crying: "Then Fu Ting used to imply that Longquan Emperor entered into trouble, why didn't you see it?"

Gao Qing stunned: "Is she alluding to this? She asked me why the surname is Gao, then I said that I followed my father's surname, my father followed my grandfather's surname, and my grandfather followed my great-grandmother's surname. My Uncle Ancestor's story. "

"Later, she seemed to be unconvinced by my great-grandfather's cultivation ability. Then I would argue with her on this matter. That has nothing to do with my uncle."

Gao Qing deflated his mouth and looked unhappy: "It turns out that Sister Fu meant that."

The disciples of the Qing Dynasty beside her were all expressions with a smile on their faces.

There were too many things in the past, and they hadn't had time to talk to Gao Qing about this.

At this time, had no choice but to pull the dull Gao Qing quickly left.

Yan Zhaoge thought deeply and watched their backs go away.

After recovering, Yan Zhaoge smiled and looked at the young monk: "Okay, now it's our turn to have a good chat."

The young monk said indifferently: "Does the donor really have this leisure now?"

Yan Zhaoge smiled and said, "Wait if you don't see it? But, it's boring to wait, let's wait while we talk."

Let's just point it directly at the young monk's eyebrows.

The color of pain flashed through the eyes of the young monk.

He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth to endure.

The buddhist warrior's willpower and endurance are extremely strong, and many ordinary people can't stand the painful punishment.

However, the biggest motivation he insists on is the hope of survival.

He believes that perseverance will not take long, and his top strong will arrive, and then it will be Yan Zhaoge's survival and death.

Who knows, wait, wait, time goes by, but nothing happens.

The unbelievable expression on the face of the young monk gradually became unstoppable.

After such a long time, even if he is a Buddhist warrior who has cultivated his behavior, he should come to investigate when he receives the news of the death of the following people!

How can nobody be seen now?