History’s Strongest Senior Brother

While Bai Tao was shocked, Yan Zhaoge kept on walking. While holding the black dragon in his hand, he continued to walk towards the Emperor Xianting, Emperor and Two Emperors who came from afar.

The other party came to help, and was planned to help the Black Dragon and Shushan Jianxiu here, to capture Kunning Zi and Bai Tao together.

But at the moment, seeing the power of Yan Zhaoge's shot, he stopped all at once.

The Black Dragon, who is also Xuanxian, and the Qingxian Soldier who looked like Na Hua Gai, were caught by Yan Zhaoge in an instant, with no room for struggle.

Such a scene made them panic.

Even if he had the courage, he knew at this moment that he could not throw himself into the net and die in vain.

Retreat is the only option, they have other masters on this trip, or may be circumspect.

Unfortunately, Yan Zhaoge looked at their backs calmly and gave a soft drink when they came.

As if the silent thunder burst, the footsteps of the two outer Dao Zhenxian escaped suddenly stopped and stood still.

What they have learned all by themselves has no room to play, and life has begun to wither.

Ruyi Xinlei first exploded in their hearts, making their souls clear and broken, inner demons cluttered, disordered state of mind, and confusion filled their minds.

Immediately afterwards, the illusory and intangible changes changed from virtual to real under the influence of Fan Tianshu, and the spiritual scene shone into reality, and turned into a physical injury to the body.

Under the action of the Xianxian sword, the vitality of the two outer Dao Zhenxian instantly languished and dried up.

Although he was born in Xianting, two leaking true immortals who had already pushed open the door of the immortal. At this moment, they seemed to be completely inanimate clay sculptures, and they stayed still and motionless.

In their dull pupils, the spirit of life has disappeared.

The Emperor Xianting suddenly stiffened, and the speed of flying escape suddenly slowed down, like a drunk.

Yan Zhaoge stepped into the void, and his walking speed did not seem to be slow or slow. He leisurely surpassed the other party and blocked the way.

"Evil Demon Waidao, you can't run wild for a long time!" The Emperor Xianting's face was pale, but still fierce: "You are contaminated with the blood of my righteous man, do you think you can escape the nine days of God's penalty?"

Yan Zhaoge smiled: "You still worry about whether your site can be held, it seems that it is you who fell in the wind and was attacked by Bailian Pure Land."

"Evil is invincible, and the demons of Bailian Pure Land will eventually be destroyed." The Emperor Xianting snorted coldly: "Just as you stubborn outsiders, if you don't change evil and return to guilt, you will have the same ending."

"If it weren't for the infinite amount of Heavenly Compassion, can you stay with you to this day?"

Yan Zhaoge smiled, and did not spend much time with the other party, directly reaching for the Emperor Xianting.

The other party was unwilling to hang his hands, his hands clasped in a circle, and set off Dao Dao to break through the universe, as if the unstoppable gang wind, greeted Yan Zhaoge's palm.

Yan Zhaoge didn't look at it, his palm moved forward.

The wind like the sharp blade of a thousand gods, touching his palm, instantly turned into a gentle drizzle without posing any threat.

Countless gang winds disappeared invisible, Yan Zhaoge's palms stretched out, grabbed the other's neck directly, like a little chicken, and grabbed the alien emperor who was also Xuanxian in front of him.

The Emperor Xianting was also a hard bone, not begging for mercy, and his face was still glaring at Yan Zhaoge.

Being stuck in the neck, he spoke intermittently: "You ... don't want ... to be proud, I am right, Tianzun, Tianjun ... I will get the news immediately ... you kill me ... I wait for you ... burial with us!"

"Really?" Yan Zhaoge smiled indifferently: "Look carefully again?"

The other party struggled to see, and they saw the three Waidao Zhenxian killed by Yan Zhaoge, leaving only the body stiff.

It was then that he noticed that among the three body shells, Li Baoguang was still there, but it seemed that he was sealed and could not leave the body shell.

Inside their bodies, there is a green awn, which makes the skin surface covered with a blue color.

The emperor Xianting first appeared in a sudden, then despair.

"... Zhu ... Xian ... Sword!"

Like the martial arts outside the Buddhist temple of Bailian Pure Land, if the fairy martial arts warriors fell, the body would hope that Baoguang would also soar.

In this way, the higher-level Xianting strong can grasp a lot of information.

This wish Libaoguang is not an entity, so it is quite difficult to block it.

However, the Zhuxian sword sutra, the head of the four swords of the ancestral spirit treasures of the Qing dynasty, with one sword breaking all methods, can effectively seal the ascension of the wishing light and the wishing light.

The Emperor Xianting also heard about it, but Yan Zhaoge was a fellow practitioner of the Qing Dynasty, and the skill of Zhu Xianjian was not shallow. The two are in harmony and not revealed to the outside, so that it is difficult for others to notice.

After discovering this at this moment, the Emperor Xianting suddenly broke his last hope.

His expression was even more grim, and he wanted to say something more.

But with a click, Yan Zhaoge's five fingers clenched tightly, and the other person's neck was twisted!

Powerful force runs through the entire life, destroying this fairy king to life.

Yunzheng Taoren looked at this scene beside him and sighed in his heart.

Yan Zhaoge, who came from the Yuqing heirloom, has outperformed countless orthodox heirs of the Shangqing heirlooms in the Zhuxian Jianjing and Xianjian Jianjing.

Previously through Yu Ye, participating in Zhu Xian array, undoubtedly made Yan Zhaoge's comprehension of Shangqing's utter learning more profound.

For Zhuxian array, Yunzheng Taoist asked himself, his gain is at least as good as the high-definition swirl of Yuanxian, and may even be more than that.

But looking at Yan Zhaoge, he always has a feeling that it seems that the other party's participation in Zhuxian array is more in-depth and benefits more.

Looking at Long Xueji, Yu Ye, and his disciple, He Mian, Yunzheng Taoists have often felt the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing back the waves over the years.

But all of them add up to the impact of this young man.

Bai Tao sighed in his heart, why is Yunzheng Taoist not like this?

The first time I saw Yan Zhaoge was when Yan Zhaoge went to Biyoutian at the beginning of the year. He watched Yan Zhaoge far away and wrote a sword inscription behind his disciples Wang Shun and others.

At that time, although he admired Yu Yan Zhaoge's brilliant talent, but more elders appreciate the attitude of the juniors.

Waiting for the Dan Palace, the first time they really met face to face, after He Mian was easily defeated by Yan Zhaoge, Yunzheng Taoist also lost to Yan Zhaoge by one move.

At this time, he dared not call himself an elder again.

After all, he has been in the fairyland for many years and is the oldest true fairy strongman. He can cross the true mystery at any time, and Yan Zhaoge at that time was still Wu Sheng.

However, even so, Yun Zheng Taoist's state of mind is still peaceful.

Because the Tibetan Feng raised his sword, he can surely cross the real mysterious robbery and achieve the realm of the profound fairy.

Objective strong strength makes people feel confident.

But now, Yan Zhaoge has already reached the realm of Qingjing Xuanxian!