History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Under the pressure of Yan Zhaoge Fan Tianyin, the crumbling formation finally broke.

Five pillars of air, all collapsed, full of aura dissipated, forming five huge vortices, squeezed into a mass, almost engulfed the virtual peak.

This chaotic aura storm has already made everyone on Xulai Peak busy.

"Since His Majesty the Emperor Qian is not here, I am not difficult for you little ones, but this imaginary peak can't stay."

After Yan Zhaoge carried his hands on his back, he came to the top of the mountain leisurely.

At the moment Emperor Qianmen's disciples of Xulai Laifeng could only turn their heads away and scattered away from the mountain.

At this moment, anyone could tell that they would dare to stay on the mountain, fearing that they would immediately be buried in the mountain gate.

No one talks badly, they just want to be as far away from Yan Zhaoge as possible.

At this time, the mouth is not hard, not only to make people laugh, but simply to take a life.

Yan Zhaoge didn't pay much attention to it, and the path reached the most central position of the main peak of Xulai Peak.

Here, it is a Taoist temple, which is where the Taoism of Emperor Qianyuan is.

Yan Zhaoge broke through the perimeter defense ban and walked into it calmly, not looking at anything around him, and came all the way to the backyard.

Here, a towering ancient tree with its branches and leaves flashing lightly, stood quietly.

"It's a pity that it's not really a pure ginseng fruit tree, but a graft, and the fruit has a lot of aura, but it is also very rare." Yan Zhaoge smiled and stretched out his hand, fingers together.

It seemed that an invisible giant hand appeared in the sky, digging out the towering ancient tree.

The root system seems to run through the entire Xulai Peak and go deep underground.

But at the moment, Yan Zhaoge was also swept away with mud and rocks.

With this action, the huge Xulai Peak shook violently, and the whole mountain began to disintegrate!

Yan Zhaoge stomped on the last foot. This fairy mountain in Kunlun Mountain, which has been known for many years, collapsed completely and was razed to the ground and no longer exists!

In the distance, Wang Pu and A Hu looked up and saw the dusty mountains in the Kunlun Mountains, and a whole mountain range centered on the Xulai Peak, all fell together.

Yan Zhao singer carried a towering giant tree many times larger than his body. He stepped on the void and stepped out of the collapsed mountains and returned to Wang Pu and Ahu.

"Brother Yan, I must say that I have forgotten that you have such a profound attainment in the way of formation." Wang Pu said with a wry smile.

Actually, it was not that he forgot.

But Yan Zhaoge has been too dazzling in other aspects over the years.

Not only is the personal strength outstanding, Wu Shengjiu, the late stage of Xianqiao suppressed the black emperor.

Moreover, in the way of the refiner, it is even more dazzling, looking at the dust.

The power of oneself supports the Tianji Pavilion, affects the hearts of the entire upper realm, and makes many treasures that have long been lost to the world reappear.

Whether it is personal martial arts training or refining equipment, it should be something that requires a lot of time and effort.

Others are extremely talented and work hard. It is enough to be able to have Yan Zhaoge's achievements in one of them, which is enough to shock the world.

Whether Yan Zhaoge is learning martial arts or refining is enough to look down on sentient beings.

So much so that Wang Pu subconsciously ignored it. Before Yan Zhaoge created the Tianji Pavilion, when he was still in the southeast and south, when he was still seeing the Holy Martial Saint, he once buried a group of fairy bridges with a yellow river array Wu Sheng.

Because I always feel that learning martial arts and refining weapons are already so good, in other respects, I should not have the energy to take care of it?

But at this moment Wang Pu had to admit that this idea was wrong.

"No, the idea itself is actually correct." Wang Pu smiled bitterly: "It is correct to use it on other people, but it is wrong in Brother Yan."

Yan Zhaoge rushed to Wang Pu and smiled, "Brother Wang, I've waited a long time."

Then he looked at Ahu and said, "Take this tree to the Eastern Heavenly Realm and give it to my father, who will dispose of it."

This doesn't need to ask Wang Pu and others, if you have fruit, you will definitely not forget Yu Jingyan.

Yan Zhaoge lifted his hands with both hands and closed to the middle.

The huge tree that was so huge that it seemed to be as big as a tree suddenly became the size of a small sapling.

The black and white gas flows around the sapling, controlling it so that it cannot return to its original state.

Then Yan Zhaoge handed the sapling to Ahu.

"Son, do you want to think about it, and go to Qilin Cliff?" Ahu took the sapling and smiled sternly on his face, but his eyes were clearly full of wealth.

Wang Pu's mouth twitched, looking at the pair of masters and servants in silence.

"Kirin Cliff, don't go there first, wait until later." Yan Zhaoge waved his hand and said casually.

After listening to the first half of the sentence, Wang Pu was relieved, but after listening to the second half of the sentence, it was inevitable that there was some toothache.

"But the son, the emperor is not there, the imperial emperor is closed, and the supremacy of the earth allows you to kill early in the Kunlun Mountains and kill. Now Qilin Cliff is also headless." Ahu asked curiously.

Wang Pu smiled bitterly: "Because there is Xuan Xian's mountain gate, the law-enforcing prohibition and the mountain gate array are all set up by His Majesty the Emperor of the Emperor Xuan Xian, which is different from Xu Lai Feng here. Holy, it is difficult to make a difference. "

"Unless the Emperor falls, there is no one to take care of it, let the time pass by, at least a thousand years or more, and become a ruin cave, then we may go in."

Ahu blinked his eyes, looked at Wang Pu, opened his mouth to say something, and swallowed it back.

But Wang Pu clearly understood what he meant, and his face smiled more bitterly: "It wouldn't work with Kaiyuan Sword, unless it was the strong man who really pushed the Xianmen to control Kaiyuan Sword."

"Son, if you are in the Supreme Realm?" A Hu asked quietly.

Yan Zhaoge said indifferently: "During the opening ceremony, did you see the sword light sent back by Master Yue that year?"

Ahu nodded: "It's powerful, terrifying, and it has no power to fight back."

"Let's not say that Master Uncle didn't make any real effort at that time." Yan Zhaoge shrugged his shoulders: "Not limited to me, if there is a Wu Sheng in this world, the strength is extremely powerful, enough to subvert the world's cognition, although it can't hurt And the true fairy who successfully survived the Xian Fanjie, but can play that true fairy just like racking a ball. Just play him as much as you want ... "

"At least from the scene, does it look like a Xuan Xian went to fight that real fairy?" Yan Zhaoge asked back.

Ahu nodded involuntarily.

Yan Zhaoge continued: "However, if this Wu Sheng goes against any Xuan Xian, he will not be able to walk around."

"Why?" Ahu scratched his head and asked wonderingly.

"Because, true immortals are not leaking, Xuan immortals are quiet."

Yan Zhaoge said with a smile: "Woollessness and quietness are the most intuitive difference between true immortals and mysterious immortals for human beings. It has nothing to do with martial arts training and comprehension, it has nothing to do with talented consciousness and constitution, but the truth of the world itself Laws, if you do n’t detach, you have to obey, and if you can detach, then Xuan Xian will naturally be nothing. "