History’s Strongest Senior Brother

In a dreamy environment, Yan Zhaoge's eyes are clear, and the truth is gone.

He stepped forward as if riding the wind and waves, separating the fog in front of him.

In one step, Yan Zhaoge appeared in front of Wang Guan, as if seeing the illusion as nothing.

He dropped his palm, but the king in front of him looked like a phantom.

There is only a ghost, but it does not seem to exist here.

Yan Zhaoge's palm looked like he was going to pass through Wang Guan's figure as if he had landed in an empty place.

"Now that I'm awake today, why should I sleep again?" Yan Zhaoge's expression was calm, his palms stopped in midair, and pressed against the shadow of his head.

In his palm, it seemed that a vortex was born.

During the rotation of the vortex, the surrounding mist was stirred, and heavy phantoms emerged, and then they were attracted to gather towards the palm of Yan Zhaoge!

Yan Zhao's palm continued to shoot down at this moment, and the "king" under his palm was safe.

But there was a mumble in the fog around.

The real king, his body stumbles, shakes, and the whole body shakes like water ripples.

He clenched his teeth, squeezed the method with one hand and stood on his chest, and the other finger frowned at himself.

The eyebrows were cracked, and then spread, even with Wang Guan's body broken.

The action is similar to self-defeating, but it is the act of changing from true to false, realizing the illusion, and trying to forcibly eliminate the actual damage to yourself.

However, although Wang Guan did his best, he could still feel that Yan Zhaoge's surging power kept coming, destroying his vitality.

The Xianting Dayeng Tianzun took a deep breath and his eyes became determined.

Almost at the same time, right in front of Yan Zhaoge, the "king" that looks like a phantom, shot at this moment!

Unreal, at this time becomes true, false becomes true.

Wang Guanxing took a quick stroke and raised his palms together, striking Yan Zhaoge's heart unexpectedly.

However, Yan Zhaoge stood still, standing next to him, and surrounded by clouds of auspicious clouds, the palm of Wang Guan could not touch his body at all.

Wang Guan's face was quiet, and the palms of his hands were oscillating like waves again, with the intention of turning Yan Zhaoge's auspicious cloud into a false one and opening the way for his own offensive.

Although, he knew he had no chance ...

Yan Zhaoge's movements haven't changed, he just stood still, and then palmed down.

This time, Wang Guan couldn't avoid it, and was crushed by Yan Zhaoge.

The mist that shrouded the fairy court disappeared instantly.

"It's better to go to sleep than to go to sleep ..." Wang Guan's voice became tired and lazy again, and it became much smaller and less audible.

Yan Zhaoge said lightly: "Go well."

After sending the first Buddha Qu Su of Bailian Pure Land eight hundred years ago, Yan Zhaoge killed the first Luo Wangguan of Xianting today.

The two great arrogances of Outer Dao, each other's rivals, have fallen into the hands of the same person.

The other big Luo Tianxian in Xianting, when Wang Guan and Yan Zhaoge played against each other, escaped one after another, seeking to get away.

But they just had movements, and they were shaking in front of them, showing Yan Zhaoge's appearance!

One in front of each person will not fail.

Tianzun Yinjiao, who was too young, looked at Yan Zhaoge in front of him, and there was a look of sigh: "This day, finally came."

"Let Master Zhang Tianyin, you bear it." Yan Zhaoge said, raising his palm.

As if holding up a big seal, and as if holding up a world.

Then the sky collapsed, the sky smashed down, the two instruments turned upside down, and the chemical world seemed to be turned over.

Regardless of how Yin Jiao dodges, it seems hard to escape the overturning power of this world.

It is Yuqing's Biography of Fantianshu, which is the most beautiful, the purest Fantianyin!

At this moment, Yin Jiao seemed to see the figure of Master Guang Chengzi, who died in the Great Destruction, looming.

And this type of Tianyin before you is even stronger than when Guangcheng Tianzun was at its peak in the past!

The strongest mark of all time ever!

It is more powerful than Guangcheng Tianzun urging Zhibao Fantianyin and Peerless Fantianyin together!

With a palm down, the corpse of Tianzun Yinjiao, who was too old at the age of nowhere!

Not even scum and ash left.

At the same time, Lu Yue, the great emperor of the plague, faced another Yan Zhaoge.

"Master of the plague department, please." Yan Zhaoge said lightly.

Lv Yue sullenly said: "Since this route was chosen, there is no need to mention the past. Lv Mou is not as good as others. He should be robbed today, but he will never be killed!"

He showed his three heads and six arms, holding Xingtianyin, the plague bell, the fixed-shaped plague streamer, pointing to the plague sword and other treasures, and attacked Yan Zhaoge.

"Even if the infinite Tianzun detaches, it will leave you a seat, and you have the ability to grab a seat from Wang Guan and Yin Jiao, but ..." Yan Zhaoge looked at Lu Yue and pointed at one hand: "You can't live long One yuan, even if the infinite Tianzun is detached, can you really wait until that day? Is it more likely to be cheaper for your juniors? "

With Yan Zhaoge's finger pointing, Treasures such as the Tianyin and the stereotyped plague streamers in Lu Yue's hands did not play any role, so they broke apart one after another.

Before the great destruction of Lu Yue in the past years, he could take Yuan Xianxiu as the throne of the plague department in the Heavenly Palace.

But at the moment, all struggles are in vain.

Yan Zhaoge's fingers were lightly written on Lu Yue's forehead.

Seemingly slow movements, Lv Yue seemed to have been given a body-fixing method and could only watch Yan Zhaoge's instructions.

Then, a blood hole suddenly appeared on his forehead, like a deflated ball, and there was no sound immediately.

Yan Zhaoge's figure covered the fairy court at this moment and disappeared.

Dao Tianzun, the outgoing Dao on the scene, was spared and fell into his hands.

Ronaldo is difficult to ascend, and Wai Tao is no exception.

However, thousands of years have passed. Since the death of Zhao Jiang, Yu Hualong, and Inspiration King, etc., the new Luo Tianxian has been added to Xianting in these years. Although the number is still limited, there are finally new people.

There are nine demons in the demons, and there are many demons at Daluo level.

But today, they were all killed one by one by Yan Zhaoge.

When Yan Zhaoge stopped, there was only one person left in front of him.

An old acquaintance.

"Brother Jiang Dao, a long absence." Yan Zhaoge looked at the old man in front of him.

He Ran was the emperor who was the head of the three emperors and the five emperors of the upper realm many years ago.

Many years ago, Yan Zhaoge revenge Nie Jingshen and Yu Ye, slaughtered He Mian, and fought against the golden body of the Dasheng to make trouble in the fairy court.

Since then, in revenge, Xianting annexed the upper realm.

In a flash, years have passed.

Since Yan Zhaoge left Jieshangjie in the past years, it is no longer true to see Jiang Shen again.

The other party was robbed by Xian Ting and was transformed into a Taoist path. Jiang Shen, who had newly entered the Taixuyuan fairy realm, now took the method of the Path of the Pathway and became the great Luo Tianxian of Xianting.

Since the appearance of Yan Zhaoge, Jiang Shen has calmed down and stood still, not like Wang Guanying against Yan Zhaoge, nor like Lu Yue, Yin Jiao and others.

He seemed to be an outsider, standing there, waiting for Yan Zhaoge to come to him.