History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Xu Fei's consciousness has begun to blur.

It is not just the body that turns into a stone figure, but the spirits of the gods also dissipate in it, and die together.

In front of him, there seemed to be a sweeping scene.

When he came under the gate of Guangcheng Mountain and became a disciple of Shi Tiehe, he had to take care of Shi Songtao as a teenager, and met Xie Youchan for the first time. The rise of Chengshan and so on.

In addition to this, there is Shi Songtao's depravity and fall. Master Shi Tie fell. He first learned Shi Jun as a master and became a relative of Xie Youchan ...

Countless pictures have crossed my mind one by one, every picture and everything is so memorable.

Xu Fei trance slightly, and saw a figure suddenly flashed in front of his eyes.

"Brother Xu!" Yan Zhaoge flew close, but Xu Fei's body had to be transformed into a stone figure.

Seeing Yan Zhaoge, Xu Fei moved his lips slightly, trying to draw a smile.

"I can't drink all the wine in my glass, but I can't worry about parting with it. Don't ask me where to go, he is drunk in spring."

He whispered softly, and finally looked at Shi Jun, Ying Yuzhen, Yan Zhaoge, and everyone else. He smiled slightly, his eyes closed.

Xu Fei was surrounded by turquoise gray and turned into a stone statue.

The facial features are lifelike, and the surface is rough and dry.

"Sure!" Yan Zhaoge shouted in a deep voice, with an extra scroll in his hand.

Originated from the handwriting of Hou Tu Niang.

After repeated use and power squeezing, the handwriting power concept became very weak.

Yan Zhaoge couldn't take care of that many, unfolded the scroll of his handbook, and then affixed it to Xu Fei, who had turned into a stone statue.

Moisturized by the brilliance of the brilliance, the stone statue in green and gray seemed to have a little more brilliance in life, and did not completely turn into a dead object.

However, the glory of this life is still passing slowly.

If it continues to develop, it will soon be completely dissipated, and the Tushushu cannot be maintained forever.

"What the hell is going on?" Yan Zhaoge asked the specific situation at this moment.

While checking the true situation of Shi Jun and Ying Yu, while listening to the audience, Yan Zhaoge looked gloomy, and the whole person seemed to be a volcano that might erupt at any time.

When he was in the Eight Greatest World in the past, Xu Fei was his best fellow brother.

At the beginning of the Eight Great World, the fall of Master Bo Shitie has always been a pain in Yan Zhaoge's heart.

At the moment, Xu Fei fell in front of him, adding a new wound to Yan Zhaoge's heart, and also reopening the old wounds of the past.

The tragedies of Shi Tie and Shi Songtao seem to continue to this day.

"Split earth beads, split earth beads ..."

Yan Zhaoge forced himself to calm down and kept thinking.

"Swallowing the ground beads ... Swallowing the ground beads, running the forbidden magic anti-curse ..." Yan Zhaoge suddenly moved: "Maybe ..."

He rushed forward, picked up the stone statue that Xu Fei had transformed, and turned his head to seal Feng Yunsheng: "Yun Sheng, follow me!"

Feng Yunsheng was stunned, but did not ask much, just nodded: "Okay!"

"The two, bothered to take my teacher's nephew, mother and son, back to Tiansu universe." Yan Zhaoge said quickly: "We just got in touch with my father and Longshi Uncle Zu when we came, and they came quickly Confluence, then you can walk together. "

"Although most of our previous rivals have been cleaned up by us, there may still be fish that are missing from the net, or external support. Please be careful.

Emperor Hong and Ning Emperor saw this, although it was not clear why, but they immediately agreed: "Please rest assured."

"Uncle Yan ..." Shi Jun looked at Yan Zhaoge anxiously.

Yan Zhaoge said: "Jun'er, you should go back to the mountain first, don't ask more, take care of your injury. I will help you find a way after I go back. When Yuzhen's sister-in-law wakes up, you will accompany her more."

"After this robbery, the magic marks on your mother and son will be cleared. As long as you are no longer dropped by the evil spirits to find a new magic mark, you will have no worries."

Shi Jun replied: "Yes, Uncle Yan."

He was reluctant, but was still taken away by Ning Di and Hong Di together with Ying Yuzhen.

"Let's go!" Yan Zhaoge, together with Feng Yunsheng, went on the road together and went away in an instant.

On the way, Yan Zhaoge asked, "What about that mess?"

Feng Yunsheng's palms spread out, showing a blue-black flame with a cube shape like a cage.

She asked: "Where are we going?"

After Yan Zhaoge reported a place name, he went directly into the black fire cage and disappeared.

Feng Yunsheng took a deep breath, retracted his five fingers, and put away the cage without stopping.

The black fire cage seems to be an independent world.

Between the heavens and the earth, blue and black magic lights flew, criss-crossed, like chains.

The center where multiple chains converge falls on a person together, binding it so that it cannot move.

Yan Zhaoge stared coldly at this man.

The other party raised his head, revealing a pale face.

It is Chen Qianhua.

Chen Qianhua looked at Yan Zhaoge with a weak breath, but still smiled and said, "Are you here?"

"Just like the devil's breath just weakened just a moment ago, what happened, or was he killed?"

He shook his head: "Regarding the devil of pent earth, its level is too high, I can't really see its future direction. Well, it is now suppressed, it is difficult to display Yuan Tianshu, and it is even more unclear.

The devil of Wutu is because his own realm is too high, so Chen Qianhua can't see his future clearly, so he doesn't mind that much.

Assuming that Chen Qianhua's cultivation can be promoted, many things are no longer secret.

In comparison, he is still more interested in the existence of Yan Zhaoge, Yan Di and Nie Jingshen.

"Unfortunately, if the mother and son become enchanted, I don't know how you will deal with it?" He sighed.

Yan Zhaoge looked at him coldly and suddenly smiled.

Chen Qianhua suddenly had a flower in front of him, Yan Zhaoge was close to him.

A long blaze extended from the fingertips, like a dagger. With a wave of Yan Zhaoge's finger, a wound was cut on Chen Qianhua.

Then, the second, third ...

"Do you want to kill me for thousands of years?" Although Chen Qianhua was sore and breathless, he didn't care: "I have tried it myself, but it doesn't mean anything."

Yan Zhaoge didn't answer, just cut off one after another.

Soon, Chen Qianhua was bruised and dying.

"Are you angry? Haha ..." Chen Qianhua smiled weakly.

But the next moment, he suddenly couldn't laugh.

Because he found that the thousands of wounds he had just suffered disappeared, like an illusion.

Then he saw Yan Zhaoge's expressionless face and cut it off again.

Chen Qianhua's eyes widened.

This first knife is exactly the same as Fang Cai's first knife, regardless of the point of fall, angle, strength, length, depth, and depth!

"what are you going to do?!"

Chen Qianhua, who didn't change his face and did not care about anything, suddenly shouted loudly.

Yan Zhaoge replied lightly: "What anxiety, just started."