History’s Strongest Senior Brother

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A large number of large packages are being distributed, and everyone is welcome to collect red envelopes. ? )

Yan Zhaoge opened the miniature capsules belonging to Xin Dongping and Yuan Tian respectively.

As the top powerhouse of the world, the private property of these two big men is naturally quite rich.

But most of them, Yan Zhao's eyes are just swept away.

Good things, rare things, precious things are not without, but they can be sorted out later. Yan Zhaoge’s current inspections are mainly things that may be traded by Xin Dongping and Yuan Tian.

The most likely is the same treasure that is related to Hell.

Yuan Tian walked the single gang, as the sacred lord of Wu, the rich family, the free adventure of heaven and earth, collecting many treasures and resources.

However, relatively speaking, the foundation of his own family, no matter how thick, can not be compared with the holy land-level forces such as Guangcheng Mountain and Dazhe Shengzong.

But even so, Yuan Tian's net worth is more generous than Xin Dongping.

Although Xin Dongping is a number of old people in Guangcheng Mountain, there are limits to the call of Guangcheng Mountain resources. There are many resources in Guangfu Mountain, but it is not the private property of Xin Dongping.

The home of Guangcheng Mountain and the personal life of Xin Dongping are two different things.

Of course, the premise of this comparison is to calculate only the resources that Xin Dongping can call in Guangcheng Mountain.

And Xin Dongping, there is another identity, the Lord of the Great.

In the world of the Eight Great Worlds, he is probably the one closest to Jiuyou.

It is hard to say what Xin Dongping has harvested from Jiuyou and Hell.

If he has a chip to attract the magical Saint Yuan Tian, ​​Yan Zhaoge believes that it is from here.

"Tianchi Huayu, should not be..."

"Return to the sacred medicine, it should not be..."

"Ghost body gel, it should not be..."

Yan Zhaoge carefully checked, and after a while, his eyes stayed on the same thing in Xin Dongping’s miniature capsule: “Nine Netherland...”

After a little thought for a while, Yan Zhaoge once again checked Yuan Tian's miniature capsule, and this time he quickly found the target.

In the palm of the hand, there are a few small black **** of pearl size. Yan Zhao songs take a moment and take one of them to penetrate into it.

Yan Zhaoge closed his eyes, his mind calmed down, and there was a faint airflow in front of his eyes, which was invisible.

Careful understanding, which seems to contain a few points of impermanence.

However, this truth seems to be distorted, revealing a sense of lawlessness.

Although distorted, but its own unique mysterious mood is in it.

Yan Zhao song opened his eyes and stared at the small black ball in the palm of his hand.

Or, it is more appropriate to call them tree seeds.

"Sure enough, it is the tree seed of the impermanence tree." Yan Zhaoge looked at the nine quiet.

It is said to be the soil, but it seems to be like a cloud, from which there is a faint scent of nine secluded, touching.

Nine secluded leaves the nine secluded, it will change, no longer have full control to cultivate impermanent magic seeds, grow into impermanence magic tree.

Before the great destruction, the impermanent Mozong had its own unique magical magic pool, which allowed the nine secluded to leave the nine secluded and not change, and maintained its original effect for a long time, so that it could cultivate the impermanence tree without relying on the nine secluded.

But with a great burst, the impermanence of the magic pool was turned into nothing, and the impermanence of the magic tree was thus extinct in the human world.

Yan Zhao songs look at the impermanence of the magic seeds, and then look at the nine secluded, which has been somewhat mutated, meditation.

"Although the region has changed, it has become a dead 'hell', but after all, it is not really nine secluded." Yan Zhaoge touched his chin: "Nine secluded did not really come to the eight great world, where did Xin Dongping come from? Nine secluded?"

While walking towards Kanshui Peak, the Yanzhao songs that were thought of suddenly stopped.

Ahu followed behind and stared at his son.

Yan Zhao’s eyes flashed, looking up at the sky, and the Taiqing dynasty has gradually re-entered into the void.

Only on the back of the mountain peak, under the control of Yan Zhaoge, the power of the array is constantly falling, helping the party to suppress the magic field.

The black magic field is big and fading.

Before the black magic of the sky, covering the entire peak of the water, it spread to other places around.

Now, it has been recovered to the peak of Kanshui, and the peak of Kanshui is re-visiting the day. The rich magic is only the last struggle in the area under the mountain.

Yan Zhao song looked up at the empty sky, and the flash of his left eye flashed.

Encouraged by his power, the magnificent lines of the road are once again presented in the sky.

The sight of Yan Zhaoge’s eyes is moving between the heads of the Taiqing and the magical world under the peak of the water. Finally, the eyes are on the mark of the left hand.

After a long while, Yan Zhao song converges on his mind, re-walking and moving on to Kanshui Peak.

When I arrived at Lock Tianxia, ​​I broke into the magical realm and came to the center. I saw a golden tower, which was less than five meters high at the moment.

Above the top of the tower, the square is sitting on the knees, his face is slightly pale, but his expression calms and calms, as usual.

Under the golden tower, Feng Yunqi held a black knife and stood there. He saw the Yanzhao song appearing, and his face showed a sigh of relief.

Yan Zhao song nodded to her, she also nodded.

"Zhao Ge, since you are here, it shows that the overall situation has been fixed?" Fang Zhunqing's face reveals a faint smile.

Yan Zhaoge gave him a ceremony: "Yes, Er Shibo, Xin Dongping and Devil Sheng Yuan Tian, ​​have already been fussy."

"The invaders who invaded the door, including several Yuanfu late masters, were also killed and cleaned up. Now the final cleansing is going on."

Yan Zhaoge said, after a little pause, he continued: "The second division... the master, he fell."

The party that has been calm and self-confident has suddenly widened his eyes.

Yan Zhaoge swears that this is the first time he has seen the first stop of the Guangqian Deacons Hall since he knew the standard.

When the party lowered his head and looked up again, his face was even darker, but his expression had returned to normal: "Contact the same door who is guarding the outside, beware of the intrusion of the Great Day Shengzong and Tianlei Temple."

Yan Zhaoge nodded: "I think so too, just have an idea, you have to discuss with the second division, and this is a big battle with the front."

"Oh?" Fang Zhunqi said: "Do you want to keep this line?"

Ahu and Feng Yunqi on the side are also curious to see Yan Zhao song.

Yan Zhao song is the color: "Although it is reserved, it is not to retain this magic field, but to carry out transformation, and thus play another role."

"I haven't had time to talk to me and other elders. I rushed here. I want to ask the two divisions to take care of you for a while. They don't come to the big saints. Let's eliminate them. If they really come, this door. It is also better to do some preparations. After all, when the old man of the ancestors can get out of the customs, it is not certain."

Fang Jingjing Jing and Yan Zhaoge looked at each other and said after a long while: "Well, I will keep it here for the time being. You invite Yan Shidi to come over and talk about your method."

Yan Zhaoge said: "There is this intention, the hard second division." (To be continued.)