History’s Strongest Senior Brother

The three-legged Jinwu, also known as the Great Sun Jinwu, the legendary son of Haotian, is the essence of congenital fire.

Exist on the same level as Phoenix, True Dragon, Qilin and Kunpeng.

There are fire crows in the floating world, and they brought it with Jin Wuzhan, but it is not really a Jinwu blood descent, but the blood in the mixed blood, but also has the ability to burn the sky and cook the sea.

But compared to the real three-legged Jinwu, it is much inferior.

A fully grown adult, congenitally pure blood, and then acquired the three-legged golden black to the peak, can be directly transformed into a big day, comparable to the real sun star, does not belong to human existence.

Yan Zhaoge is very interested in the three-legged Jinwu, because after the Great Destruction, such god beasts seem to be extinct.

Although the dragon clan has withered, there is still surviving after the great destruction, but Jinwu has little news.

However, Jin Wuguangying in front of him is obviously not real Jinwu.

Southeast Yangtian Realm, Qingfeng Plateau, Three Foot Mountain.

The sacred heritage of the Jinwu Burning World Book is the true meaning of the power of Jinwu.

Before this great annihilation, it was owned by a great force named Jinwu Valley.

After the Great Destruction, the ancestor of Sanshan Mountain Kaishan accidentally obtained the fragments of Jinwu Fenshishu, thus establishing the original foundation of Sanzushan Mountain.

Later, the fragments were filled, and Sanzuo Mountain became one of the most powerful forces on the Qingfeng Plateau, and became famous throughout the southeast Yangtian.

In front of Yan Zhaoge, the light and shadow of the three-legged Jinwu, surrounded by sunlight, constantly wandering between the dense black demon, avoiding the ink-like black mist.

"Well, something that is under the box." Yan Zhaoge looked at the scene and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Surrounded by Dark Demon Shade, it seems that many Wusheng Nine Heavy Realms are besieging together.

Although not fast and nimble, the lethality of the black mist is absolutely amazing.

Most of the martial arts strongmen at the level of Xianqiao are also injured when they are touched and die when they are touched.

The Dark Devil is too dense, and it is not easy to walk through it.

It is rumored that the head of the Three-footed Mountain is Wusheng Yazhong, the strongman of the middle stage of Xianqiao.

Although Jin Wu Fen Shi Shu is exquisite, and there are also top-grade sage soldiers to suppress the mountain gate, it is also a nine-death life to pass the black magic.

However, Yan Zhaoge is watching Jinwu at the moment. Although he moves slowly, he continues to move forward.

There is pressure, but it can cope with it.

This made Yan Zhaoge somewhat interested.

He is faster than the man in the Three Foot Mountain, and has gradually caught up.

But under the guidance of that dust, the common destination of both parties has finally arrived!

The Jin Wuguangying also noticed that someone was chasing behind him, but did not stop, but fell suddenly.

Avoiding Dao Daomasha, Jinwu descended all the way above the sea.

The snow-white water of the barren sea is itself the most dangerous existence.

Supreme Wu Shengxiu is one of the following, who dare to set foot in it, and the flesh and blood will be turned into blood water in a quarter of an hour.

Therefore, those who entered the barren sea would rather face the dangers of the Dark Devil and the Wild Fire, rather than fall on the sea.

But at this moment, a huge vortex appeared on the surface of the barren sea, and the center of the vortex went straight to the bottom.

There was a deep darkness, unclear, making it difficult to find out.

Yan Zhaoge looked closely, his hand was half dusted, and the white line extending from it was pointing towards the bottom of the center of the whirlpool, which seemed to be dark.

And in that golden black light shadow, there is also a white line, pointing to the bottom of the vortex.

Jin Wu fluttered his wings, turned into golden light, and quickly flew into the center of the vortex, falling into the darkness.

The vast golden light disappeared instantly.

Yan Zhaoge did not panic, but also fell into the darkness of the seabed.

As soon as he entered the darkness, Yan Zhaoge felt that his time and space were changing. He seemed to have crossed a door and entered another world.

"Similar to the situation when I was looking for the Xuanxiao Purple Gold Furnace ..." Thoughtful in my heart, Yan Zhaoge stabilized himself and walked through the darkness with Ahu and Panpan.

When the sky reappeared in front of me, it was a somewhat broken scene.

On the side of the world, the aura has not dissipated, but it is chaotic and difficult to discern.

This world is not big, the situation is somewhat similar to the former tomb of Emperor Ming Ming, but it exists for a cave.

Looking at the scene in front of me, the years are really far away, like the time of water washing away, it is no longer the old look.

Seeing this, you can be sure that this place is indeed the forefather of the predecessors, and the host has already fallen.

Even if it didn't fall, I had left for a long time, and I never came back.

Yan Zhaoge even suspected that this place was the same as the exotic space where the former residence of the Hesan people lived. It existed before the Great Destruction. Although the Great Destruction was not completely destroyed, it was also in trouble.

Zhao Ge looked around and found no trace of the previous three-foot mountain group, it seems that it fell somewhere else.

Distant mountains and mountains in the distance, hidden in the white mist, it looks quite dusty, but it is difficult to see the history.

Only in the white mist, as if there is Taoism.

Yan Zhaoge took the lead and walked towards the Taoist Temple.

As I walked, I found the difference here. Walking through the white mist, space and time seemed strange.

Yan Zhaoge walked in it, only feeling that he never seemed to be close to Taoist temple, but was spinning around in the same place.

He shook his head, a red sword gleaming faintly in his eyes.

The broken Xianjian trapped the fairy sword, and the white fog in front of him gradually dispersed.

At that time, the road suddenly became clearer, and Yan Zhaoge went all the way along the road, and before that, he went to the gate.

When Yan Zhaoge stood still, he saw that outside the gate of Taoist temple, a plaque declined and was covered in dust.

With a sigh of breath, the dust spread out, revealing a mottled card face, with three words written on it: "Zong Yuanguan."

"No impression ..." Yan Zhaoge muttered to himself.

Was it built after the Great Destruction, or was it hidden before the Great Destruction?

Before the Great Destruction, all the main forces of the universe and the world, almost all of the book collections were included in the collection hall of the Heavenly Palace Shrine.

The only exception is the Sanqing heirloom. Although most of these inheritances are also known in the Heavenly Palace, but after a long period of time, there will always be an unknown and unknown existence.

Yan Zhaoge's heart moved slightly, walked from the Taoist gate to the left, and after walking around a distance, stood looking down at the mountains.

Seeing this direction, halfway up the mountain, there was indeed a golden light flashing, hidden in white mist, as if the rising sun was rising.

It's the people of Mt.

The speed of the opponent's travel was obviously not as fast as Yan Zhaoge, who was trapped in the fairy sword, so that he was first served by Yan Zhaoge.

The people at Sanzushan looked up at Taoist Temple and immediately saw Yan Zhaoge and Ahu standing beside Taoist Temple.

Their faces suddenly changed.

It is a pity that although the distance between them does not seem to be far away, under the influence of white fog, it seems to be separated from the horizon.