History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Within the fairy court, the three thousand fairyland were all disintegrated and separated, and the heavenly palace above nine days was also subjected to catastrophe at this moment.

Yan Zhaoge walked between the palaces and pavilions of the Tiangong, and everything he passed was leveled!

The immortals of the outside Dao that existed in the heavy palaces were also extinguished.

A lot of Xianting Tianzun looked at Yan Zhaoge, who walked briskly, all bitter in his mouth.

"There are a few people who can walk, leaving Qingshan not afraid of being burnt." Tianzun Yinjiao, who was too young, said helplessly.

As if they were as outspoken, even if they came to Da Luo, if they lost the incense of the incense, even if they would not fall into the realm, it would cause weakness.

Only at this moment, the catastrophe is coming, there is no egg under the nest, but I can't care so much.

"Difficult, difficult, difficult!" Emperor Lu Yue of the plagued Haotian looked grim, looking into the void.

There is more than one strong breath, looming.

Daomen authentically cuts the fairy court, although only Yan Zhaoge appears at the moment, but there are more masters hiding in the periphery, laying down the world net!

The big Luo Qiang, hides the endless void, merges with the void, and drifts with the void, the world is hard to find.

However, how can the Daomen authentic put a lot of Xianting Daluo Tianxian out of it easily?

This time, kill Xianting!

The grumbles and grudges of the past have to be broken one by one, and now is the first step.

"Then you can't just sit back and die? Isn't that the case of Sanqing's heirs? Didn't that come here?" A lazy voice sounded.

Looking at Dameng Tianzun Wang Guan, all other Dao Tianzun were silent.

Some people heard the words "Sanqing Biography", and their face slightly changed, but in the end it only turned into a sigh.

Lv Yue was about to speak, but he saw the Wang Guan who was lazy as if he could not wake up, and went straight to Yan Zhaoge.

I said at the previous moment that I should try my best to escape, but at this moment it seemed that I was in a tiger's mouth. The others saw it and couldn't help but be surprised.

"Wang Daoyou should not be lucky. My generation has gone this way, and there is no possibility to change the course!" Lv Yue shouted.

Wang Guan yawned: "My brother is worried, and God wants me to wait for this robbery today. I can't avoid it. So, why not be calm? So that the other party knows that there are also martyrs in my generation. "

Ignoring the crowd of Xianting Tianzun with different expressions behind him, a sleepy man in a blue shirt walked towards Yan Zhaoge face to face.

Yan Zhaoge stopped and looked at Wang Guan up and down: "I believe that there are also martyrdoms in Waidao, but I thought that it should be among those who are younger than those who are like you."

"It's not questioning your mind and will, but you who are in Da Luo, you should know very well what you have done."

After listening to Yan Zhaoge's words, Wang Guan showed an indescribable look on his face.

His voice was exhausted: "Now I know many things, but I have already embarked on this path before knowing that, as Brother Lu Yue said, my generation has no room for change and can only go on all the way."

"If it works, it will work, if it doesn't work, it's just like today." Wang Guan smiled: "We only have two results, we can't choose not to leave."

Yan Zhaoge asked faintly: "You have come to Da Luo in generations, but you can only go up to one yuan of life. If you go up again, where can you go? I am afraid that if you want to be infinitely detached, can you move on?"

"It's not 'we'." Wang Guanyou sighed: "It's 'me', or whatever one of your friends."

Yan Zhaoge's eyes flickered, while Lu Yue, Yin Jiao and other outer heaven immortals reacted differently, some of his expressions remained calm and calm, some angered the king and shut his mouth, while others also showed helplessness.

"On the day of the infinite amount of Heavenly Venerable, I sacrificed all the believers, including those of me who came to Daluo all my life." Wang Guan laughed again: "With one exception, it will become the continuation of Confucianism. Reopening the fairy court, rebuilding the world, and preaching again, this is a new beginning. "

"As for who is the exception, we all are not sure now, but it is not necessarily who is the strongest, who can succeed, perhaps Heavenly Blessing, may not be able to decide in one word?"

Wang Guan shook his head.

When he talked with Yan Zhaoge, he did not avoid people, his voice spread far away, and then echoed in the fairy court.

But at this moment, it does not matter.

The thousands of worlds, others have their own way to take care of.

And many strong outsiders are mostly killed by Yan Zhaoge.

Starting today, Xianting is destined to become history.

"Maybe it is the one with the strongest strength?" Yan Zhaoge looked at him, and then looked at Lu Yue, Yin Jiao and others: "Bailian Pure Land is almost the same right? Then, maybe you are behind you Someone, I hope you will die with Qu Su? "

"Oh, right, it should be the last moment when you and Bailian Pure Land win and lose, and only hope you two will finish together." Yan Zhaoge looked at Wang Guan playfully.

Wang Guan said wearily: "Now, it doesn't matter."

He looked at Yan Zhaoge: "It's not much different as if I came to you now or escaped."

"This way, since I can't choose not to go, I will walk neatly!"

The sleepy and lazy look on the face of the man in the blue shirt suddenly swept away, his eyes glowed like never before.

He walked up and down as if there was an illusory mist.

The entire Xianting Tiangong, and even the heavenly wonderland, at this moment have become illusory and real, making people fall into dreamland.

At this moment, Xianting Infinite Heavenly Venerable, the largest Luo Qiang, Dameng Tianzun Wang Guan, showed the strongest strength in his life.

"It is comparable to Qu Su's last sword at that time, and it is better than my generation of Daomen authentic many Luo Tianxian." Yan Zhaoge was slightly sighed, looking around the mist surrounding him.

It seems to be a dreamy world, where true and false are difficult to distinguish, and reality is difficult to distinguish.

True and false, true and false, are under the control of the king.

The real existence, where the king turns it into false.

False existence, where the king manages to make it true.

Fog enveloped the fairy court, Yan Zhaoge, and Lu Yue and others.

At this time, the other big Luo Tianzun of Xianting also moved in unison, taking advantage of each opportunity to run things.

Yan Zhaoge's method of escape is exquisite, comparable to those of Yuncheng Wanlipeng, Yang Jian and others.

If there is no strong person to contain it, other people will find it difficult to run.

As for whether Wang Guan can contain Yan Zhaoge, no one is sure, but he is already the hope of everyone.

Now people don't look at the result of the match between Wang Guan and Yan Zhaoge, but just go all out and do their best to save their lives.

Whether it is possible to break through the interception of other Sanqing heirs in the periphery is now not a matter to be considered.

It is imperative to escape from Yan Zhao singer.

However, everyone has a cold back.

Because of a look, it seems to pass through the mist and fall on them!