History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Yan Zhaoge and Fu Ting glanced at each other, both nodded, and the two entered the whirlpool together.

Between the glorious moments in front of me, the chaotic scene kept shaking.

When the brilliance finally dissipated and appeared in front of Yan Zhaoge and the two, it was another dark void.

But feeling the flow of aura here and watching the stars in the universe, Yan Zhaoge knows that they have successfully returned to the world dominated by the Sanqing Daomen authentic.

Although the space and time in front of them are chaotic, forming overlapping folds, which makes them struggling, but returning to the upper realm is just around the corner.

Especially for Yan Zhaoge, with the experience of returning from the Buddhist world last time, it will be much easier this time.

Last time he was still in the same position as Wu Sheng, and now he has reached the level of seeing the gods, and has practiced the immortal sword. It is much easier to walk in this chaotic world void.

"Although it hasn't been long, but this time I walked to the ground of Xianting, but I felt as if it was another world." Yan Zhaoge smiled.

Fu Ting nodded slightly: "If it weren't for Long Xuejing, who was alive in the sky, if you were carrying the treasure of the Emperor Ming, we might be more and more fierce."

Yan Zhaoge said: "It should be said that fortunately, the Supreme Wu Sheng, who was born outside, is the heritage of Haoyang Palace. His ancestors had conflicts with Youming Emperor."

There was a haze between Fu Ting's eyebrows: "My father once said that the immortal soldier left by Youming Emperor was ominous."

"But the reason, but he refused to make it clear, only said that after I cultivated to climb to the top of Wusheng Peak, I would tell."

"Now it seems that it may have something to do with the Xianting Waidao."

Fu Ting turned his head to look at Yan Zhaoge: "Just at Fangcai, after leaving the realm of Xianting and returning to our side, I try to remember the name of the infinite Tianzun again."

The smile on Yan Zhaoge's face disappeared and solemnly asked: "The result?"

Fu Ting exhaled for a long time: "That kind of strange feeling still exists."

Yan Zhaoge's face was pondering.

Of course, Fu Ting cannot worship the infinite Tianzun.

The problem is that it just seems to be anomalous when I think of the other party's name.

In a certain way, when she knew the existence of the other party, it seemed that there was an invisible seed taking root in her heart.

However, this kind of seed does not sprout.

As for whether it will germinate in the future, it is hard to say.

Contacting the emperor Jinxiu, the northeast supreme Liu Zhenggu, the southeast supreme Cao Jie and others, Yan Zhaoge could not help but guess that their obscure language and unexplainable things are immortal courts, the existence of the infinite heaven.

If this is the case, it is no wonder they are so cautious.

What is Fu Ting's talent and strength?

The two places of Jieshangjie and Biyoutian are counted. Among the people that Yan Zhaoge has personally touched, there are only two who can beat her in the same realm.

Little sword god, Long Xuejing.

His father, Yan Di.

In addition, among the people that Yan Zhaoge has personally contacted, he met Fu Ting in the same realm, and no one could easily win by virtue of self-cultivation.

Fu Ting's strength is not only due to his talented understanding and training.

His mentality, willpower, actual combat experience, combat intelligence and observation ability, and ability to adapt to changes are all outstanding.

But such a peerless genius, on the taboo of Immortal Court and Infinite Heavenly Venerable, still seems to be exempt.

"Yan Gongzi, did you think of it, or when you mentioned the infinite Tianzun in your mouth, was there anything abnormal?" Fu Ting asked with a frown.

Yan Zhaoge's heart moved slightly.

He really didn't.

If you want to ask the reason, Yan Zhaoge probably estimates it because she has studied the Promise Book.

The phaseless magic script, although it can block the special effects of Buddha and Baoguang, but it may not be effective in the immediate problem.

Fu Ting's family had a deep relationship with her. Even if she didn't know herself, she would tell her elder Jindi that she might have doubts.

Yan Zhaoge actually has some doubts in his mind about Wu Ji Tian Shu, a quaint scholar who is a senior foundation.

Therefore, Yan Zhaoge has been covering up the foundation of the Promise Book.

Hearing Fu Ting asked at the moment, Yan Zhaoge replied: "There is no special feeling, maybe it is related to my practice of the twelve methods of Youming."

"Youming's twelve methods of Youming implied the image of Chaos and Promise, which I suspect is related to this."

"But ..." Yan Zhaoge frowned: "Because of this, maybe there is something hidden in the quiet chaos, but I can hardly detect it myself."

"After all, I am not majoring in the Youming Twelve Methods."

Fu Ting heard the words and nodded gently: "This is possible."

Yan Zhaoge heard her answer, but heard something else.

From the looks of it, the fist of Taiyi, the head of the congenital five princes, was inherited by the Kunming Mountain Miaofeifeng Jindi, and he didn't grasp it.

However, thinking of the uniqueness of Xianting and Infinite Heavenly Venerable, Yan Zhaoge also scratched his head a little: "There is no similar problem with the Buddha Gate and the future Buddha, is it because Infinite Heavenly Venerable is also the Taoist gate?"

Fu Ting took a deep breath and looked at Yan Zhaoge and said, "Son Yan, the fairy tale of Xian Ting, should not be spread. Although you and your nobles master the twelve methods of the Youming, do not take risks."

Yan Zhaoge nodded: "This is nature."

It's just a pity that it can't be used to pit people, otherwise one pit one quasi.

But looking at it, this news will not make people unlucky immediately.

If you know each other, you may spread it to let everyone know that it is difficult for Guangchengshan's family to avoid it.

In this case, let's keep our mouths closed together.

However, the reason why the realm of the realm has been put an end to the world, perhaps also to avoid the inflow of the fairy wind, so prevent it.

"It would be nice if I could figure it out." Yan Zhaoge narrowed his eyes gently.

The inheritance of his mother Xue Chuqing, as well as the demise of the Youming Holy Religion, all felt inseparable from Xianting.

Yan Zhaoge has some vague conjectures, but there is still no argument.

While thinking about it, Yan Zhaoge's eyes suddenly lit up and he could not help laughing.

Fu Ting looked at him curiously: "Son Yan, what's wrong?"

Yan Zhaoge smiled and said: "Good luck, there are some chances, Fu girl, Shu Yan one step ahead."

Instead of speeding up, he stopped and sat cross-legged.

Seeing him, Fu Ting's heart moved abruptly, as if he had guessed something, and there was a shock in his eyes.

When Yan Zhaoge sat down, the whole body was lit up and down, and all the major acupuncture points shook together, echoing the real universe and stars.

Just under the starlight around him, Fu Ting could clearly see that a small light spot suddenly appeared on Yan Zhaoge's neck.

The light spot is slightly bleak compared to other star-like caves.

But as soon as this light spot appeared, Yan Zhaoge's body was full of vitality, climbing rapidly and extremely powerful!

Although Fu Ting didn't reach this level, how could she not recognize the state of Yan Zhaoge?

That is clearly a hidden hole, refining the consciousness into a god, successfully promoted Wusheng Liuzhong, seeing the sign of the later stage of God!