History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Hearing Yan Zhaoge's question, Zhuang Zhaohui was stunned.

He recovered, his expression was a little weird.

After staring at Yan Zhaoge for a moment, Zhuang Zhaohui seemed angry and laughed: "I think of it, that Meng Wan was born in the same side of the lower realm as you, and his teacher in the lower realm is for you The mountain is destroyed? "

"Who is her father, who is her father ... Ha! Who is her father?"

Zhuang Zhaohui suddenly laughed: "You don't want to know."

"But you will know soon!"

His smile was full of sarcasm: "Soon!"

Zhuang Zhaohui stared at Yan Zhaoge: "I really want to take a look. You know what the expression will look like, but now I will tell you, but there is no such fun."

"Oh?" Yan Zhaoge said, not angry: "If that is the case, then you should go with regrets."

After all, he grabbed the flame and shook it with five fingers!

Zhuang Zhaohui's face gradually dissipated in the flames.

But there was still a cheerful expression on his face, and he roared loudly: "Yan Zhaoge, I am waiting for you below, that day is not far away, soon! Soon!"

"Although you didn't tell me anything, from what you said, I can roughly hear that after Meng Wan was taken away by you, everything was safe." Yan Zhaoge's mouth gently ticked: "This is actually enough. "

Zhuang Zhaohui roared loudly: "Little thief named Yan, I see how you die!"

"That's not what you should worry about." Yan Zhaoge chuckled and pressed hard with five fingers, completely extinguishing the flame.

The vigorous vitality faded at this moment, and Zhuang Zhaohui's vitality ceased.

Yan Zhaoge took out the jade jade and looked at it: "This kind of special martial arts practice method, a powerful warrior, is really troublesome to kill."

However, this time there was no response from Yujian.

Zhuang Zhaohui's own Phoenix Nirvana has been consumed, and the preparations left by his father Zhuang Shen have also been resolved.

Even if Zhuang Zhaohui is powerful again, this time he went to see King Yan completely.

Zhuang Zhaohui's beheaded here also heralds Yan Zhaoge's relentless resentment with the Southern Supreme and a new height.

Yan Zhaoge's mood was very calm, without sadness and joy, he received the sun seal and jade jade, turned to look at Ahu and Panpan, and said with a smile: "Let's search this Yuanguan last time, we can go . "

Although the time between the two sides was very short, Yan Zhaoge resolved Zhuang Zhaohui, but the power of urging was not weak.

The impact of the battle caused the entire Zongyuan view to be affected and toppled.

After all, it has been abandoned for many years, and it is not as strong and powerful as it used to be.

Many treasures and immortals are still stored in the view.

However, after a great disaster in that year and the erosion of a long time, most of the inventory has been decaying.

But even so, there are still many precious treasures in the rest.

Some of these things, in the eyes of most people, are mediocre and of limited value.

But in Yan Zhaoge's eyes, it can turn decay into magic and turn waste into treasure.

After sorting out the things that are worth seeing here, Yan Zhaoge returned to the hall with Ahu and Panpan.

After facing the Sanqing Patriarch Idol again for a ceremonial ceremony, Yan Zhaoge came to the incense case and looked at the runes written on it by the yellow scarf and cinnabar.

"Oh, do you want to quit?"

Because everyone in Wutongpo first withstood the attack of Zongyuanguan's protection of the Three Tribes, the second group of people behind the Three Foot Mountain Hall was much easier.

Although the three robbers are horrible, the continuity is also reduced invisible.

However, after seeing Zhuang Zhaohui's two phoenixes Nirvana, instead, they adopted a law-enforcing ban, and the people of Sanzuo Mountain drummed up.

The rest of Wutongpo was annihilated by the whole army, but the two Xianqiao Wusheng survivors survived.

There are already two groups of people who have taken the lead and are very powerful.

The first group of three-legged mountain warriors, including the head of the faction, were extremely fierce and the second group of three-legged mountain warriors, after hesitation, finally chose to give up and try to leave this cave house that caused them heavy losses.

At this moment, the law-enforcement prohibition has weakened, and they have successfully escaped.

Yan Zhaoge smiled and shook his head, taking Ahu and Panpan out of the hall.

Feeling the flow of aura here, Yan Zhaoge couldn't help raising his eyebrows lightly: "Someone opened another portal, it seems that Zhuang Zhaohui came in from the newly opened gate, but ...

Only in this way, the portal that he and the three-footed mountain warriors had previously entered from the barren sea was closed due to this, and it was difficult to open again.

This means that Yan Zhaoge, or those three-legged mountain warriors, who want to return to the upper realm, also need to take the path that Zhuang Zhaohui came in.

No matter what, the other end of the exit is mostly on the ground in the southern Yantian.

Yan Zhaoge smiled and stepped out of the Taoist temple. After roughly discerning the direction, he walked toward the big lake when Wu Tongpo and the others came in.

As soon as I reached the lake, I saw a few figures, and I was just about to enter the lake. I saw the attire in dress and martial arts. It was the three-footed mountain martial artist.

Seeing Yan Zhaoge appear, the other party's face changed slightly.

They muttered in their hearts, not knowing what was going on.

Yan Zhaoge is not polite, and comes directly to the few three-footed mountain warriors in one step. With the palm of his hand raised, it is a stampede!

"You ..." The elder of the three-footed mountain headed just about to speak, the wind rushed to face, forcing him to shut up.

Although he was Wusheng Qizhong, the cultivation of the early state of Xianqiao, he could hardly stop Yan Zhaoge Fan Tianyin's unparalleled power, but he was beaten with blood and flew back with a single blow.

Yan Zhaoge kept on the palm and pressed down all the way, as if the sky dome collapsed.

Driven by the palm of Yan Zhaoge, the whole world was twisted and gathered towards the heart of the lake.

The three-footed mountain warrior did not dare to resist, and quickly fled to the boundary passage at the bottom of the lake.

But under the palm of Yan Zhaoge, many people are still directly killed!

Only two people were seriously injured and spurted blood, barely saving a life, and even crawled and fled into the entrance of the boundary channel.

Yan Zhaoge looked relaxed and sat on Panpan's back.

Panpan stepped up his four claws without any hassle, and followed into the boundary channel.

Seeing the elders of the Three Foot Mountain, they were shocked and scared: "This is that Yan Zhaoge? Sure enough, fierce! Has the head and others already fallen on his hands?"

Cross the boundary channel and reach the exit on the other side.

Here, someone blocked the road.

People in Yantian Realm of the South, Wutongpo of Fengyi Mountain.

Zhuang Zhaohui and others went to Zongyuanguan Cave House, but there were other guards at the entrance.

Seeing the elders of the three-footed mountain appear, the look of the Wutongpo warriors left behind changed: "Who?"

"Quick walk! Quick walk!" The elders of the Three Foot Mountain unanimously fleeed like crazy.

However, under severe injuries, they were unable to move and were stopped by the Wutongpo warriors. They were so anxious that their eyes were bloodshot: "If you don't want to die, make way!"

The Wutongpo warriors were furious when they heard the words: "What a big tone!"

The raging fire turned into a sky-scraping blade, flying to the two.

The elders of Three Footed Mountain wanted to cry without tears, and the looming terror behind them was getting closer!