History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Burning lanterns, ancient Buddhas, and other esteemed Buddhist priests in the Pure Land of Western Bliss, their eyes are now focused on Yan Zhaoge.

"At this moment we are under this float, although it was suppressed by the float, but you don't seem to hurt us yet?" Yan Zhaoge's tone was still not slow.

He turned his head to look at Feng Yunsheng: "Because of the twelve capitals of the gods and demons, the body of the Jing Jing is improper, and it is difficult to change in its current state."

"Brother Yang Dao, Mr. Suo, King Peacock Daming, and Dao Jun Dao, they were all fighting against each other in the past, and the changes are also weak and will not be further enhanced." Yan Zhaoge looked around and finally Withdraw your gaze and look back at the ancient Buddha of Lantern.

"But here, someone is different from them."

Yan Zhaoge's hands are connected to Nie Jingshen and Yu Ye on both sides, and the flowers of God and Qi appear on the top of his head.

At the same time, a chaotic image appeared in his eyes.

Above him, a cloud of blurred Qingyun gradually emerged.

Qing Yun is vague and confused, like a chaos. The marginal outline makes people indistinguishable, as if insignificantly small, and seemingly vast.

As Yan Zhaoge's Xuan Gong worked, the Qingyun on his head began to collapse towards the center, gradually becoming a Taoist.

The figure of the Taoist, looming, seems to be still there.

Clouds flowed around, forming a frame vaguely, and Yingluo Xiangyun spread all over.

The Taoist sits on the frame, and there is a Qingyun vaguely above his head, and there is a golden lamp in the Qingyun Center.

The lights swayed, and the chaotic airflow around him kept rising and falling.

Yan Zhaoge looked up and sighed softly at the man and Qingyun golden lantern.

The figure of the Taoist suddenly collapsed again, and the Qingyun golden lantern also converged towards the center.

After arriving, all the scenes disappeared, but only a little, it was difficult to describe, difficult to describe, and difficult to figure out.

Past, future, yin and yang, hot and cold, fast and slow, up and down, back and forth, always ... Nothing exists, only that point, as if it were the beginning and the end.

Everything can start from it, everything can end because of it.

Now those present are all masters.

There are thousands of avenues, and they all end in the same way.

Although everyone has never seen the Promise of the Promise Book of Heaven, but at the moment, witnessing the change of the light and shadow image above Yan Zhaoge's head, and feeling the demonstration of his martial will, most of them can barely see what is going on.

The manifestation of the image of chaos is the sight of a person who is a beginner in Promise.

It seems that there is no Taoist man sitting in the chaos, but the legendary appearance of the Yuqing Dao ancestor Yuan Shitianzun before the people.

Seeing the beginning of the endless cultivation, rumor will come from this.

Later, the Qingyun golden lamp and the Aquilaria frame appeared, but the external image of Yuanshi Tianzun was more specific and noble.

But that is not the true appearance of Yuanshi Tianzun, but the projection of Yuanshi Tianzun in the eyes of others.

So Wu Ji Tian Shu continued to practice, climbed higher, and finally attributed to the point of no beginning and no end, no front and back, before approaching the true face of Yuanshi Tianzun.

This Yuqing Taoist ancestor, symbolizing everything from scratch, has an image that is difficult to describe, difficult to say, difficult to figure out, and is like nothingness.

The evolution of Yan Zhaoge at this moment has reached its final stage, and it is the last step away from consummation.

When the last point of Qingyun's collapse disappeared, and it was difficult for others to visually observe, it was when the Promise of the Promise Book was truly completed.

If there are no special accidents, people will practice the Promise Book of Heaven to this point, and combine it with the Nine Books, and the complete Yuanshi ten books will be one, then you can follow the road of Yuanshi Tianzun's Dao Realm and ascend the Dao Realm, just as Yuan Shitian respects the new world.

It is difficult for other people to visually check and figure out, which does not mean disappearing, but the mysterious realm of non-life, non-death, and non-non-existence.

Yan Zhaoge is now surrounded by wonders above his head, clearly stating that he is only one step away from the completion of the Promise Book of Heaven.

"This should be the scene only when you practice the Promise of the Promise Heavenly Book to the Emperor Daluo ..." The Antarctic Emperor's eyes are complex: "The three practitioners in the Qing Dynasty are so strong that they are really different."

"The Promise of Wuji has such a high attainment, it should be a complete whole book! Is it really his own backstepping?" Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva has many thoughts in his mind.

Tai Yizheng frowned: "Does he want to attack Yuan Tianjiao with this? Yuanshi high up, Dao Cheng has no regrets, with the Promise Heaven Book coming to Da Luo, it will be difficult to modify other roads behind ..."

And this road is easily blocked by several Dao ancestors, making the practitioners stuck in the Da Luo level, and the hope of the Dao realm is hopeless.

Although Tai Yizheng has a dark belly, he is extremely optimistic about Yan Zhaoge's outstanding peers.

The situation is difficult, but people like Yan Zhaoge should not stop at Darrow!

"If you don't use the Promise Book to reach the Dao Realm, can the path of fellow initiates in Sanqing Dynasty pass through?" Tai Yi's real thoughts turned, and his eyes fell on Nie Jingshen and Yu Ye who were sitting side by side with Yan Zhaoge. Body.

The ancient Buddha on the burning lamp and others were also watching Yan Zhaoge.

However, although the Central Suopo Futu will not suppress them, it also prevents them from reaching Yan Zhaoge, Yang Jian, Lu Yadao and others.

At this moment, the Buddhas of the Pure Land of Western Bliss can only stare with breath.

Like Fang Caiyan, Zhao Ge and others, only watching the ancient Buddha refining the blood sea pattern on the burning lamp.

Now the ancient Buddha and other people who burned the lanterns can only watch Yan Zhaoge walking slowly and step by step.

The point above Yan Zhaoge's head seemed to be unavailable, and it was difficult to describe. At this time, it spread out and turned into a golden light of Qingyun, dark and faint, and vague.

"The chaotic primordial Promise Qingyun!" The ancient Buddha burning the lamp, Guanyin Bodhisattva, Sages Bodhisattva and other people have a mixed mood.

The ancient Buddha burning the lamp looked down at the sea of ​​blood below.

Although the sea of ​​blood continues to weaken, it has not completely dried up.

He has everything ready, but only owes the last Dongfeng.

However, the former Enron mood is now difficult to maintain, but instead is anxious and eager. I only hope that the three of Amitabha, Taishang Laojun and Donghuang Taiyi will be faster and faster!

Yan Zhaoge looked up and looked at the chaotic Yuanshi Wuji Qingyun above his head, and smiled slightly: "Today I see Sanqing, but I don't see Yuanshi."

He sighed softly, and the chaotic element above his head, Wuji Qingyun, flew to the left and landed on the crystal plate of that town of Nie Jingshen.

The crystal plate disappeared quickly and was dissolved by Qingyun.

Nie was shocked inside, his body moved slightly, as if he was about to rejoin the sea of ​​blood.

But after being covered by this chaotic Yuanshi Promise Qingyun, his figure was stable again, sitting in place.

The dark golden sword light on Nie Jingshen's body was reduced, showing the appearance of the baby of the congenital Yuan tire, and the image of chaos around the whole body was more dense, echoing the chaotic Yuan Shi Wu Ji Qing Yunyao above the head.

He opened the Maru Maru Palace, radiating a gleam of light, and then led the Qingyun golden lantern to fall slowly.

The more the image of Chaos Promise, the darker the dark golden sword light.

"I'm in the big world, even if it's not enough." Yan Zhaoge's voice is grand and ethereal: "So, the devil of Gengjin, you leave me."