History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Quan Haolong looked at Yang Chong, his face struggling.

Because of his fellow countryman, in the past, the uncle in the same door took care of him, and the relationship between them was always good.

Only then did he fight, and most of his men were merciful, and the result fell into the eyes of his peers, and suddenly brought trouble.

Quan Haolong whispered, "Uncle Peng, I ..."

The head of the chasing soldiers glanced coldly: "Huh?"

Quan Haolong walked to Yang Chong with difficulty. Yang Chong looked at him and sighed: "You will send me to the road by Haolong, it is also a kind of accomplishment."

Looking at Quan Haolong's tangled expression, Yan Zhaoge touched his chin: "Well, it's like the inheritance of the fire of civilization and the fire of revolution."

"Is it because of the death of this predecessor that the seeds are still planted in the hearts of the younger generations, and one day they will germinate, so they will inherit the mantle of the older generations in the future?

"Is it like this predecessor that he didn't die and died first, and continued to leave the seeds, or is he going to be the leader in the tide of that era?"

"Or simply disobedience, and was killed here by the same door as Yang Chong?"

In a flash, many thoughts flashed in Yan Zhaoge's mind.

However, these cranky thoughts quickly converged, and Yan Zhaoge muttered, "Their" outer Dao "in their mouth refers to a warrior like us?"

Fu Ting looked serious: "If this fairy court governs the world, and the Taoist view is the same as that of Buddhism, it refers to our orthodox Sanqing disciples."

Xianting and Buddhism used to rebuke each other as demons.

Evil demon, evil demon, are not good words.

Fu Ting said: "Capture them, ask what is going on, and get a better understanding of the situation here."

Yan Zhaoge said: "One shot, the other plundered. This place is close to the place where Xian Ting and the Buddhist gate are at war. Xian Ting may have a strong man with a higher cultivation ability to sit nearby."

Fu Ting nodded: "I'll take care of it."

The two showed up together, no longer converging. At this time, Quan Haolong, Yang Chong and others were horrified.

I saw a man and a woman appear in front of them.

The man is extraordinary, he is dressed in white and covered with a blue robe, with a black border rolled around the edge of the robe.

The woman is gorgeous and dazzling, with a red dress and white dress and a silver fox cape, which is particularly beautiful.

However, although the woman was dazzling, the attention of Quan Haolong, Yang Chong and other people still noticed the young man first.

As soon as the other party appeared, it seemed to be the center of the world.

Yan Zhaoge smiled and waved at Quan Haolong and others, while Fu Ting flashed out and flew out quickly.

Red dress and white dress, with flowers like brocade, under one palm, Yin and Yang return to the yuan.

It is the warriors of Sanqing orthodox origin in the upper realm of the realm, and few people in the same realm can take Fu Ting.

Not to mention the fact that the world was born under the rule of Xian Ting, and the cultivation level is lower than that of Fu Ting.

Yan Zhaoge's observation is mainly to see if there are any special means for people from the Xianting Taoist gate.

At the same time, he also guarded Fu Ting for four weeks, in case there is a sudden emergence of a top strong man with a higher cultivation behavior.

Fu Ting shot, and directly took Quan Haolong and his party together with Yang Chong and captured him alive.

The group intended to struggle, but Fu Ting showed a huge black fishing net.

Cooperating with Fu Ting's own power, he captured his opponent in a net and was trapped in the net. Even Quan Haolong and others could not move even if Wu Shengxiu acted.

"Don't kill them first." Fu Ting said: "The precious light in their body is likely to have the same effect as the Buddha's light. Once a person is killed, it may soon be noticed by top powerhouses, and it is our hands to lock in and come to us quickly. here."

Yan Zhaoge said indispensably: "You just decide, I am more curious about this person."

His eyes fell on Yang Chong.

Yang Chong is still alive, but in Yan Zhaoge and Fu Ting's eyes, he is also full of vigilance: "You ... are all strangers?"

Fu Ting raised the net and flew away with Yan Zhaoge and left the place first.

Walking on the road, she said lightly: "Just like you and the Buddhist gates repulsing demons, although we don't have such a strong portal concept, but what we must say, in the eyes of my three generations of successors, you are the outsiders. . "

Yang Chong opened his mouth and smiled bitterly after a while: "It was Yang who was rude, forgive me."

Others who were captured at this time scolded: "Yang Chong, you really colluded with the evil traitors!"

Quan Haolong also watched Yan Zhaoge with vigilance, such as avoiding vipers.

Uncle Peng, who headed that, said coldly: "The demon is outside, this world of arrogance is not a place where you can rampage."

Yan Zhaoge's people didn't move, and Uncle Peng suddenly dislocated his chin and couldn't speak.

His meridians are constantly twisting all over the body, causing him great pain.

His body twitched violently, sweating and raining, but he could not make any sound.

Yan Zhaoge said casually: "Buddhist warriors, the Buddha light in the body can be forced to die, so as to achieve the effect of self-sufficiency, how about you?"

A group of people looked at Yan Zhaoge again at this moment, and even looked more frightened.

Yang Chong sighed: "Buddhist gates can perish, and my generation can turn into rainbows. If you want to use punishment, I am afraid it will have no effect."

He looked at Master Peng and said: "Brother Peng's words are actually not bad. The Chongling World where we are, is one of the six worlds under the illusion of fairyland, and is close to the filthy land of the Buddhist kingdom. The battle between the Buddha and the Devil is at a critical juncture. There are more than one top powerful player in Fairyland. "

"The two of you are not my righteous people, and you have good strength. If you take action to disturb the pulsation of this world, it is easy to attract attention."

Yang Chong exhorted: "The two released Brother Peng and let them go quickly."

Yan Zhaoge asked with interest: "What about you?"

Yang Chong shook his head: "I have been seriously injured and I will die soon. Maybe this is my destination."

He glanced at Quan Haolong and others and said with a complex look: "I am not an apostate, but now it is useless to say that."

"I was born in Si, grew up in Si, and ultimately failed to leave here, everything is destiny, destiny." Yang Chong struggled to look up at the sky: "It is the will of heaven, the meaning of infinite heaven, maybe it is true I was wrong, so I fell to this point and deserve it. "

Yan Zhaoge chuckled: "How about the two of us, I will not bother you, but I have some questions to ask you."

Yang Chong shook his head: "I am not a traitor. Your Excellency wants to punish me. Although the Baoguang in my body is not stable, it can still turn into a rainbow."

Yan Zhaoge said lightly: "Whether you turn the rainbow or not, I don't care, and I'm not prepared to inquire about the secrets of your Chongling World, or a higher-level annoying fairyland."

Yang Chong was shocked: "What do you want to ask?"

Yan Zhaoge pointed to him, and then to Quan Haolong and others: "I want to know why you are different from them."