History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Lin Hanhua encouraged Yan Zhaoge a lot.

In terms of attitude, he looks at Yan Zhaoge, and Yan Di and Fu Ting are no different.

But Yan Zhaoge and Lin Hanhua looked at each other, and everyone felt a little bit out of their minds.

Lin Hanhua came to define the residence on the boundary, to a certain extent, it is to return the Longquan Emperor to his hometown, rather than act as a spy for Bi Youtian.

So Yan Zhaoge guessed that it was not only because of confidentiality but also because it was unnecessary. Lin Hanhua and Bi Youtian may not have much contact.

He is here to live more as a disciple of Southeastern Supreme.

Only when something big like this is forced to leave the upper realm, may you try to inform Bi Youtian.

Between Yan Zhaoge and Yan Zhaoge, everyone has no relatives and no reason. Lin Hanhua has been taking care of him quite a lot, part of the reason is that he discovered that Yan Zhaoge is also familiar with the immortal sword sutra.

But Lin Hanhua has never been able to determine the details of Yan Zhaoge.

However, this time, Yan Zhaoge saw a little more clearly in Lin Hanhua's eyes.

This made Yan Zhaoge's heart slightly move: "He had contacted Bi Youtian before, did he tell him anything there?"

Thinking of this, the original question came back to mind.

Why did Bi Youtian send the Immortal Sword Sutra to himself?

My fellow initiates in Sanqing are still secrets for most people, and they have few fights with the descendants of the Shangqing. It should be hard for the other party to see.

Not to mention my own shock, seeing that the Divine Martial Saint Realm just needs a way to learn from the Qing Dynasty.

Prior to the Battle of Emperor Jihai, if Yan Zhaoge had been practicing the immortal sword, it would be much harder for him to win.

Even the outcome is unpredictable.

After all, masters compete, and sometimes only one line.

Sheng Lingzi and Kang Ping, the two swordsmen who have been practicing for years, were greatly restrained by the immortal sword.

After all, these two people are talents of heaven and earth. Among the two immortal bridge martial arts, the rare two can challenge the existence of higher-level opponents.

After seeing most of their opponents in the upper half or even higher level, they saw the immortal sword but they were short.

Between this addition and subtraction, the difference is even greater.

Yan Zhaoge couldn't help thinking: "Bi Youtian may not know that Sheng Lingzi, Shi Daoren and others have returned, but after collecting the news of Huang Jihai and me, it is not difficult to know that my more threatening person in recent years is Sheng Lingzi , Gu Zhang, He Dongcheng, three of them, Wuxian, Xianqiao who practiced the streamer swords of years. "

Of course, Bi Youtian's people are somewhat underestimated Yan Zhaoge and Guang Chengshan.

But in any case, Yan Zhaoge was trapped in the fairy sword, and the other party obviously helped the leader.

As for that, it was to redeem Sun Zhongda, and Sun Zhongda himself did not believe it.

Cheap, Yan Zhaoge has already occupied.

Whether there is any harm, we still need to observe.

But whether it is to Bi Youtian, or to Lin Hanhua and Yan Zhaoge in front of them, it is more of goodwill.

And this puzzled him even more.

"Weird ..." Yan Zhaoge shook his head, his heart filled with doubts.

Lin Hanhua seemed to perceive Yan Zhaoge's confusion.

However, he looked at Yan Zhaoge and Yan Di, but only smiled slightly, not much to say.

Perhaps I was psychologically prepared for this day, so although I was forced to leave the upper boundary, Lin Hanhua's state of mind was very stable.

The invasion of the southern Yantian Realm was repulsed, and Sheng Lingzi, who had revealed his identity, also died.

Although there is reluctance, there is no regret.

Two days later, Lin Hanhua left Jinting Mountain, separated from the upper bound of the realm, and escaped to the void outside the realm, unaware of his whereabouts.

Yan Zhaoge and others, along with Jin Tingshan Mu Jun and his party, watched the former southeast first-timer leave at Lin Hanhua's own peak of Yingshan Mountain.

Although the mood is complicated, a few people feel deceived and resentful.

However, most disciples of Jin Tingshan were still reluctant to Lin Hanhua.

Mu Jun strongly retained Lin Hanhua's residence in Shadow Mountain and regularly sent someone to clean and take care of it.

The Southeastern Supreme Cao Jie, who has never appeared, tacitly acquiesced in his approach.

Southeastern Jianmu and other Jinting Mountains are silent.

"Miss Fu, let's go on the road." After bidding farewell to Lin Hanhua and seeing the Southeastern Supreme Master, Yan Zhaoge calmed down and said to Fu Ting.

Fu Ting nodded: "Young Master Yan, Master Yan, please."

Saying good-bye to the Southeastern Supreme, out of Jin Tingshan, Fu Ting took out a miniature bag.

A lot of treasures were taken out of the self-shrinking capsule, and quickly arranged into a magic circle in the void.

The pattern lines are not complicated, but they are quite mysterious and contain a unique sense of reason.

Based on the formation, a simple but magnificent altar was erected.

Fu Ting went to the altar, palms came out together, one palm stood in front of him, and one palm patted the altar.

A beam of light emerged from the top of the altar, shining toward the sky.

On the sky dome, the gap was opened by the pillar of light, leading to the boundless, as if there was no endless void outside the territory.

Yan Zhaoge and Yan Di father and son, together with Fu Ting and other Miao Feifeng martial artists, walked into the beam of light, and went to the void outside the domain through the beam of light.

Under the guidance of the beam of light, everyone's figure seems to be one with the same stream, passing through a lot of time and space in an instant.

At this moment, time seems to be meaningless, as if for a moment, as if for eternity.

When the chaos of time and space disappeared in the eyes of Yan Zhaoge and others, and when he saw the scene again, he saw a place like a magnificent fairyland appear in front of him.

There are no other peculiarities in this place, but the whole world is the purest primitive yin and yang.

The two qi and yin are separated into light and dark and black and white, circling in the void.

From afar, there is a quaint palace in the center of the void, where black and white meet.

When Yan Zhaoge and Yan Di father and son met, they both said in heart: "There should be Jinli's Xiaoli hate dojo."

Fu Ting and others led Yan Zhaoge's father and son to come, and Xiaoli hate the dojo over there immediately.

The door of the palace opened and someone came out, first of all salute to Fu Ting: "Uncle Fu."

That was Miao Feifeng's disciple who practiced in Xiaoli hate Dojo, a generation younger than Fu Ting, actually much older.

Fu Ting was also familiar with him, and immediately said: "These two are the heads of Yan Diyan, who is in the southeast of Yangtian, Huangtianhai, Guangcheng Mountain, and Yan Zhaoge, son of Yan, who came to the dojo as guests. "

The Miao Feifeng disciples quickly saw Yan Zhaoge and Yan Di, and also met those Miao Feifeng martial artists who came with Fu Ting.

However, after seeing the ceremony, the other party glanced at Yan Zhaoge and whispered to Fu Ting: "Master Uncle, Master Zu, his old man is not here at the moment."

Fu Ting was a little surprised: "How come? My father told me to bring someone here to see him. Could it be that he returned to the upper bound of Kunlun Mountain in an urgent matter?"

The disciple of Miao Feifeng smiled bitterly: "The ancestor Shi has just left, and I don't know the details, but he has left a book for Uncle Shi."

"Settle the two guests first." Fu Ting frowned slightly: "Where is the book? I'll fetch it."