History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Leaving the Liangu Mountains, Yan Zhaoge and Ahu sat on Panpan and headed eastwards. After a long journey, they came to the desert area.

In front of you is the vast sea, and the color of the sea water is unusual, like a rolling white snow field.

Seeing the snow-white water, Yan Zhaoge knew that he had officially set foot on the barren sea.

The situation here is similar to that of the West Great Desert, the endless overseas oceans of the Eight Greatest World, and the vast ocean of Zeyu.

Because of the special geographical environment, it is difficult for a powerful warrior to gain a foothold in depth.

So some desperate men, unable to gain a foothold elsewhere, hid here to move.

Those are people who are drunk now and are happy day by day.

For disciples from famous schools, in the face of these ruthless people, the background of the mountains is not very useful, and they can only rely on their own art.

Offended those desperate, most of the other party will not care about the background, kill before talking.

Provoked big factions to chase down, they hid in the barren sea.

If you can avoid it, you can avoid it.

In the southeast Yangtian Realm, apart from disciples of Jin Tingshan who can make these murderers have some scruples, everyone else should be careful.

Yan Zhaoge doesn't think it's dangerous, it's just that there are a lot of fish and dragons here. If the news of the predecessor's house leaks, it may make the situation more complicated.

"Flicking dust." Singer Yan Zhao set up a pergola and looked out into the white sea in the distance.

A Hu handed over the half of the dust, Yan Zhaoge took it, and a white line appeared in front of him, extending from the dust to the distance and straight into the depths of the barren sea.

Yan Zhaoge's fingers flicked gently on the dust, and his true element was injected into it.

Flicking "buzz" trembling, then the color of the white line gradually began to change.

From white to green, and then gradually changed to pale gold.

Yan Zhaoge's fingers drew a few strokes in the air to outline a simple and simple rune.

The body of Panpan under him shrank, and then he was picked up by Ahu.

The runes condensed in mid-air became larger and turned into a glory, covering Yan Zhaoge and Ahu.

Then the gleam of light was drawn by the thin golden thread, and quickly flew deep into the barren sea, just like a fishing line. After biting the hook, the fisherman retracted the rod.

The light group that wrapped Yan Zhaoge and others turned into a light spot and flew across the barren sea, fleeting.

But some people still noticed the light spot in the barren sea.

The people who are active here, even if they are not desperate, but the big school children who have come to practice, are all brave people.

Seeing this, I was all excited and tried to keep up.

However, Yan Zhaoge and others were fast, and the people who tried to track did not stay for a while, and most of them left behind.

Some people who can keep up, seeing the light point deeper and deeper, can't help but gradually slow down, hesitating.

The deeper the barren sea, the greater the danger.

Yan Zhaoge and Ahu, both in the light group, can also feel that the pressure is increasing.

In the white sea, did a green pillar of fire suddenly rise into the sky.

Yan Zhaoge held the axe against the heaven and earth, chopping horizontally and vertically, chopping off the fierce green pillar of fire without breaking the road.

He recognized that this is a wild fire, but a very good yin fire, not warm, but extremely cold, more than a thousand years of ice.

Once exposed to this fire, not only the flesh is damaged, but even the soul is burned for it, and it is like a tarsus maggot, which is difficult to remove.

Touching and touching a little bit, it will rest until the dead.

Only those who have landed in the fairyland can completely ignore their threats. When the Supreme Wu Sheng encounters them, he must defend his strength and clear the way.

For the martial arts below the Xianqiao, there are high-grade saints with them, and they are not necessarily guaranteed.

Although Yan Zhaoge is not afraid, the wild fire is just one of many threats in the barren sea.

In addition to the wild fire, there are many other evil disasters that are not inferior.

Yan Zhaoge felt as if he was walking through it, as if facing the siege of more than one martial saint in the realm of Xianqiao at any time.

The area of ​​the barren sea is vast and occupies almost one third of the entire southeast Yangtian.

In the case of many disasters and roadblocks inside, Yan Zhaoge walking in it will also be very slow.

Fortunately, there is a magic instrument that will allow Yan Zhaoge to keep moving at high speed, but in this way, Yan Zhaoge can only resist hard, but cannot avoid it by walking in a straight line on the road and facing the disaster and danger.

In the early stage, for speed and efficiency, this is no problem.

Anyway, there are many tremendous masterpieces such as Promise Heavenly Book, Fan Heavenly Book, Yinyang Heavenly Book, Taiji Yinyang Palm, and Yan Zhaoge ’s accumulation of true yuan is very thick and resilience is also strong.

However, the deeper the inside of the barren sea, the more severe these dangers become.

In the back, the sky and the wild fire are rare, but another catastrophe called Dark Demon Sha has increased.

It wasn't gushing out of the white sea, but a series of black, mist-like mists lingering over the sea.

The black mist like ink is more terrifying than the wild fire.

The destructive power that can be formed is almost comparable to that of Wusheng Jiuzhong, a powerful player in the late stage of Xianqiao.

The black mist seems to be sticky ink, which is difficult to disperse. Even if it is temporarily broken, it will definitely reunite soon, and will continue to attack.

Everywhere, everywhere.

In this way, it seems that many powerful players of the Wusheng Nine Heavy Realm launched a siege together.

Under this offensive, Yan Zhaoge will not be stupid to continue to fight hard.

He discontinued his previous magical instrument, instead controlling the speed and direction himself, moving forward in a flock of black mist.

"No wonder people often say that the warriors on the ground of Southeast Yangtian Realm, only Southeastern Supreme can freely enter and leave here." Ahu looked at the dark demons seriously. More horror. "

Yan Zhaoge said: "That's nature. Just a black devil came to the Eight Great World. I'm afraid the whole Eight Great World will be destroyed."

"Young Master ..." Ahu suddenly turned his head to look at Yan Zhaoge: "You said, is it possible for the warrior to turn this black demon into his own strength?"

At this moment, A Hu did not have the greasy and lazy face that was common before, but was extremely solemn.

"Why not?" Yan Zhaoge smiled: "Before the Great Destruction, there was a great skill. His famous wind and magic sharp knife is to refine various evil and evil winds into his own sword gas. Dark Devil is also an option. And it is one of the most difficult and powerful options. "

"However, if you want to refine the Dark Devil Sha, at least you must also step on the Wu Sheng of the Xianqiao Realm to try."

When Ahu heard the words, she did not continue to ask, but looking at his expression, Yan Zhaoge knew that the big man was in his heart.

No matter how bad it is in front of Yan Zhaoge, Ahu has always been very attentive to martial arts practice.

While chatting, the two went on deep into the barren sea.

I don't know how long it took. Yan Zhaoge suddenly saw a mist of sunlight shining in the dark mist in front of her eyes, as if the clouds were covering the sun.

In the sunlight, the figure of a giant bird loomed.

Wu Yu, three-legged.