History’s Strongest Senior Brother

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At this moment, the upper boundary of the world, between the deep mountains at the junction of the Eastern Cangtian Realm and the Northeast Mintian Realm, the heavens, the earth, the south, and the north are divided into two worlds by invisible boundaries.

To the south of the mountain range, the sky and the sky are blue, and the air is rising, rushing to the sky.

A towering tree stands, with nine branches extending in all directions, spreading into the void.

The lush foliage is clearly transformed from one thunder to another, shining brightly.

The vitality that gestates the growth of all things, and the terrifying power that destroys the life of all things, appear at the same time, spreading into the void.

To the north of the mountain range, the sky and earth appear purple.

Nothing but Thunder.

The northern world of the mountain range is completely immersed in a sea of ​​thunder.

On the trunk of the nine old trees in the south, and in the center of the thundering sea in the north, there is a figure.

Both silhouettes flashed as if they were eternal, like stars in the sky.

At this moment, the inner universe is perfectly integrated with the outer universe, as if they are one, regardless of each other.

The universe formed by the human body is like a real universe.

Qing Qi and Zi Lei collide ceaselessly, and then annihilate together in succession, and then there is a new generation soon, so they can't hold each other.

The power of Zilei is stronger, while the fresh air is faster, it is just the current situation of confrontation, the two sides are inseparable.

It is between the powers of the two great powers that there is a common ground in the truth of reason.

In the Thunder Ocean in the north, a voice came out: "Are you determined to come here to kill it?"

The figure on the Jiuzhi ancient tree in the south said indifferently: "If not too many people are violating Yang and Yin, secretly indulging, it will not be dragged until today."

"Not to mention that everyone comes from the same source and has the feeling of incense. Just saying that you think so, do you want to turn away from the Daomen?" Lei Haizhong's voice was low and roaring, shaking the world.

The figure on the ancient tree said, "How is it possible?"

The other party pressed step by step: "Then you are so exhausted, what do you want to do?"

Gu Shu's voice was indifferent: "I just think that His Majesty the Emperor Di's ideas are correct, and cooperate and implement them."

After the other party was silent for a while, he said slowly: "Your Majesty the Emperor Di Huang has nothing to say about this matter."

"What Xiao Nizi did is right or wrong in the long run, we all know it!"

From Leihai, a tall figure walked out slowly.

The figure was wrapped around a jade belt and wore a purple crown, but it was a white-haired old man with a powerful face and a purple face.

Every step he took, there seemed to be a thunderstorm between heaven and earth, making the void turbulent.

The realm and environment of the upper realm is much more stable and stable than the ordinary lower realm, and it is difficult to be shaken in idle time.

It can make the world of heaven and earth be affected so tremendously and obviously. The strength of this purple crown old man is evident.

He looked at the nine old trees in the south and shouted with a deep voice: "Retreat! Although this is the boundary between the two realms, it really needs to be calculated. It is the realm of my northeast Mintian."

The people on the Jiuzhi ancient trees seem to be unaffected, and the tone is still indifferent: "Even before, they were just conniving or secretly helping each other. Are you going to show that the chariot and horse are going to protect this woman today?"

The old man with a purple crown does not change his face: "How is it? If you don't help yourself, do you still have to help outsiders deal with yourself?"

"Because the other party has collected the complete Tianyuan Stone, you and I may not be able to settle down. In this matter, we are the beneficiaries. If we don't help, will we take a bite?"

The old man with a purple crown said, anger was already on his face.

The figure on the Jiuzhi ancient tree gradually became clear, revealing a graceful and middle-aged man, dressed in a cyan shirt and graceful.

He said slowly: "Blessedness lies on the blessing, and on the long-term, it is the right thing, but it may bring immediate disasters in a short time."

"Without the present, what is the future?"

The middle-aged man in Confucian shirt sighed and shook his head.

The old man with a purple crown said coldly: "The world is in a dilemma. At this time, it is only by heart. Everyone has their own ideas, and don't force anyone."

"The matter of the younger generation, the old man doesn't care, look at that little Nizi's own fortune, but you have to shoot it yourself, but first ask the old man whether you agree with the knife!"

Although there is no bright weapon and no shot, but the thunder around the purple crown old man has begun to gradually become a blade that divides the world and the world.

"It's not easy for me to win over you, but it's even harder for you to win over me. Fight against me and you will at most seek a tie."

Elder Ziguan's swordsmanship just condensed, but the surrounding space and time began to misalign.

The middle-aged man in the Confucian shirt said calmly: "Everyone has the same origin and different ancestry, they know each other's roots and roots, and they actually fight each other. I am slightly inferior to you. Be tough. "

The old man with a purple crown said: "Yes, you are younger than the old man, but you have reached the same height as the old man, but you have to talk big, and wait until you really come to the top and talk about it when you surpass the old man."

The middle-aged man in Confucius nodded: "Okay, but I advise you, you can protect her for a while, but not her life."

"It's enough for you to protect her this time, but if you keep her sheltered for a long time, you may have a catastrophe in the whole of the Northeast Mintian Realm."

The middle-aged man in Confucian shirts said nothing and turned away.

The nine old trees covering the southern sky gradually turned into phantoms and eventually disappeared.

The old man with a purple crown said quietly: "What will the old man do next, you won't bother."

While the middle-aged man in the Confucian shirt went away, he said: "My disciples, but obedient to act, also ask you not to make trouble for them."

The old man with a purple crown said: "The old man will not shoot him to embarrass them, but the following juniors will deal with themselves, but the old man will not care, and dare to step on the border to my northeast Mintian territory. Any consequences will be self-seeking."

The figure of the middle-aged man in Confucian shirt disappeared.

The old man with purple crown stood on the spot, stepped on the void, and said nothing.

After a long time, he sighed in the sky, shook his head, turned and entered the boundary channel entrance, and came to the exotic space.

Entering it, the old man with purple crown frowned, but he quickly frowned again: "That little nizi is gone? Then, who is fighting here with the boys in the Eastern Heavenly Realm?"

He glanced across the space barrier and landed directly on Yan Zhaoge.

"Old man Liu Zhenggu, who are you?"

Yan Zhaoge smiled: "My surname is Yan, Yan Zhaoge, I have seen the Northeast Supreme."

Liu Zhenggu, the master of the Northeast Mintian Realm, the master of the Palace of Kui Lei Palace in the Qingxiao Mountain, one of the top ten extremes in the upper realm, and the northeast supreme.

"Yan Zhaoge? The name is familiar ..." Liu Zhenggu looked at Yan Zhaoge, and suddenly his eyes moved: "Wait a minute, your appearance ..."