History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Yan Zhaoge mocked himself that there are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are called kings.

But in fact, the southern Yantian realm at the moment may not have tigers, but there are still beasts everywhere, far from a monkey that can rule the king.

If it is said that there are really monkeys rampant here, it is also a terrifying great ape king.

As a result, the southern Yantian Martial Warriors in the Mianshan Mountains were tragic.

By the time the news came from Wutongpo, Fengyi Mountain, Yan Zhaoge had already killed Mianshan all the way.

The fire was blazing, and a huge flaming phoenix spread its wings and quickly flew over the Yantian Realm in the south.

Surrounded by flames, it was a huge flying divine boat, riding a long wind of nine days, breaking the sea of ​​clouds.

At this moment, a group of men from Fengtong Mountain, Wutongpo, headed by a middle-aged man on this wind-swept boat of the Southern Supreme, all looked dignified.

Most of the locals in Mianshan are unaware, but the people in Wutongpo know one thing.

Everyone in the same family has obtained clues before, looking for a mysterious cave mansion. The direction the clues ultimately point to is in the Mianshan Mountains.

Among them, there is Zhuang Zhaohui, the son of Zhuang Shen, the supreme son of the South, and the most outstanding young generation in the Yantian Realm of the South.

Originally coming to the door, the treasures entering the door were missing, so that Zhuang Zhaohui and others could only hope to sigh.

But who suddenly got the key, Zhuang Zhaohui and his team were overjoyed and entered Zongyuanguan Cave House, leaving some people to guard the entrance and sending people back to the mountain to report.

Who knows, but there is no more news.

Recalling the sudden and bizarre appearance of Yan Zhaoge in the Mianshan area, Wutongpo immediately had an ominous hunch in everyone's mind.

The middle-aged man's face sank like water, without a word.

This monk's surname is Peng, crane, Wu Sheng Jiu Zhong, the top strong in the late stage of Xianqiao.

Known as "King King Yi", he is the brother of the same class who is the most solemn and deep in the south. Wutongpo is inherited in the same vein.

In Wutongpo's veins, in addition to the supreme Wushengzhuang of the human fairy, there are no other masters, and Peng He is one of them.

In the realm of Yantian Realm in the South, even if it is not the background of Wutongpo, Peng He himself is one of the most top-notch existences besides the Supreme alone.

From the perspective of the whole world, it is also a strong man with many years of fame.

It is worth mentioning that Peng He's daughter married Zhuang Zhaohui.

A Wutongpo warrior behind him whispered: "Master, in the area around the entrance of the cave, several corpses of the same door were found, but there was no brother Zhuang and Uncle Wang.

"The entrance to Nadong Mansion has disappeared, and it is difficult for us to go in and find out the whereabouts of Brother Zhuang and Uncle Wang."

Peng He heard the words and said nothing.

No corpse was seen, which may indicate that Zhuang Zhaohui has not been killed yet and may still survive.

But Peng He already had a bad hunch in his mind.

To his present state, this hunch is often not groundless.

"Find that Yan Zhaoge, to live, must not let him escape back to Southeast Yangtian Realm." Peng He said slowly.

When he thought of Yan Zhaoge's name, Peng He suddenly felt his temples jump suddenly on both sides.

This young man, who has been rising for less than a decade, deeply disgusted the flames in the south.

The talent is outstanding, the strength is extraordinary, but after all, the cultivation level is still low, and it is not a fear in itself, but the chance is deep, and there are many powerful treasures with him.

This is the mainstream view of the Yan Yange warriors in the south towards Yan Zhaoge.

Although most people here think that Yan Zhao Getu is famous, he relies mainly on the protection of Miao Feifeng and Jin Ting Mountain to be able to run wild.

But their hatred for Yan Zhaoge is no less than that of Jin Tingshan.

At this moment, Yan Zhaoge dare to step on the ground in the south. As Wutongpo is the master of the south, where can he still hold back?

"Are you sure that there is no other Southeastern Warrior except the little thief named Yan?" Peng He confirmed after a while, and confirmed to the accompanying person again: "The old man refers to the southeast Yangtian Realm, at least Wusheng Bazhong, Xianqiao Powerful in the middle stage. "

The person beside him replied: "I can't be sure that there are none, but it is really only the trace of Yan Zhaoge."

After getting a negative answer, Peng He fell into silence again.

Someone said next to him: "Uncle Peng, you personally went out this time to deal with a martial saint who sees the god, and you will definitely be here."

Who knew Peng He shook his head: "I'm afraid it's not that simple."

The other martial arts under the gate of Wutong Po were all stunned.

"Not to mention that Zhao Hui has already boarded the Xianqiao, even if he is young and vigorous, and his actions are not stable, in addition to his mistakes, there is also Brother Wang." Peng He's tone revealed a bit dignified: "Brother Wang, is Wusheng Bazhong, fairy In the middle stage of the bridge, even he has no news, this is not normal! "

Everyone beside him heard the words, and there was a contemplative look on his face.

Although they are still not sure that Zhuang Zhaohui is dead, the situation is obviously not optimistic.

Someone mumbled to himself: "There were rumors in Southeast Yangtian Realm, that Yan Zhaoge saw the martial realm of the gods, defeated the powerful of the Wusheng Eightfold Realm, and pursued all the way from the south of the southeast Yangtian Realm to the west. Is it really impossible? "

The people on the wind boat are silent.

"Guan Lide of Wu Sheng Jiu Zhong Realm fell down the Guangcheng Mountain." After a while, someone broke the silence: "Everyone guessed it was the reason of the fairy soldier, but now it seems that it is not so simple ..."

The person next to him retorted: "If it were not an immortal soldier, it would be a treasure like the sun seal and the crown of Taiyin in Guangcheng Mountain, but without the immortal bridge martial arts, it would be impossible to mobilize all the power of the top grade soldiers. Kill Guan Lide? Not to mention, there were more than one Guan Lide and other Xianqiao Wusheng who besieged Guangcheng Mountain at that time. "

Although it feels that even the immortal bridge Wu Shengxiu can't reach the fairy soldiers and incredible, but the fairy soldiers are mysterious and difficult to figure out, and may have special magical effects.

The other party said quietly: "At least for now, in Mianshan, there are already two Wusheng Qizhong, the warriors of the early state of Xianqiao, died in the singer Yan Yan Zhao."

"The two, you and I knew each other before, although they can't compare their heritage, they are not people who can't get on the table."

"However, judging from the on-site environment, the two sides played against each other quickly, and it can be said that there is no suspense!"

Those who previously refuted did not speak at this time.

At any time, the actual record is the most convincing.

Reminiscent of Zhuang Zhaohui and others who had no news, all Wutongpo warriors present had a slight discoloration on their faces.

There are all indications that the targets they are pursuing at the moment cannot be measured by the ordinary seeing martial arts.

Even Zhuang Zhaohui, Long Hanhua, Zeng Mo, and even Fu Ting's strength when they saw the Divine Martial Saint, could not describe the terror of this opponent now.

Can't continue to look down on Yan Zhaoge with his old eyes.

Otherwise, it is likely that you will suffer!

Peng He didn't say anything, just fixed his eyes on the front, urged to ride the wind boat, swept under the phoenix, and rushed north to pursue.

At this moment, he suddenly moved, letting the wind and the sky boat stop.

A man appeared in the distance, dressed in an apricot yellow robe, thin and thin.

"Leading Dao Dao Ren?" Peng He recognized each other.

One of the five emperors, a disciple of Qianyuan Emperor!