: 1033. The focus of the battlefield

If the legacy of the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty is a stalwart that has been successfully refining, and Yan Zhaoge can motivate the singer, although the hope is still embarrassing, there may be some chances.
At least, it is no longer complete despair.
But in fact, most people are still not optimistic.
After experiencing the excitement of the initial news, the people have gradually calmed down after so many years.
The news that was originally initiated by Guangmingzong is likely to be biased.
Perhaps Yan Zhaoge did get the legacy of the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, but it may not be a fairy.
At least, it is a possibility that a true singer who has thoroughly honoured success is not big.
On the one hand, because the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty had never sacrificed his brilliance with his own life.
On the one hand, it is because Yan Zhaoge and Guang Chengshan have been walking the world for so many years, and they have never seen the traces of the immortals.
If the strength of the Guangfu Mountain Warriors is strong, but the cultivation is still low, then today’s World War I hit the present, if there is a fairy, Yan Zhao’s songs will be unfolded, and it will not end until the Emperor comes. Current battle.
At the thought of this, the people on the mountain in Guangshan were heavy in their hearts and felt desperate.
The Yanzhao song that became the focus of the audience was as usual.
He let go of the suppression of the Supreme Court of the South and raised his hand.
The group dragon hall appeared, the door opened, and a dark air flow appeared from it.
In the boundless void in the hall, a huge black iron wheel quietly turned.
The black iron wheel flew out of the group dragon temple and immediately became the focus of everyone's attention.
Big secluded wheel!
This piece of treasure from the glory of the old Emperor Yin Tian, ​​finally re-emerged in the upper bounds of the world.
As the big whistle rim rises, the world is replaced by the earth, and the dark world is becoming dark and radiant.
But in the infinite primitive darkness, a little light suddenly illuminates, pure.
The big secluded wheel now exists between light and dark.
The black iron wheel that rotates slowly seems to be divided into two by an invisible dividing line.
Half of the light shines brightly, and the light shines, half of it is dark and dark, and it is hard to see.
But when people look at it, the big secluded wheel seems to be covered with a dim glory, not bright, not dazzling, and a fascination.
The light and dark are opposite and distinct.
Chaos is vague and fascinating.
Two seemingly contradictory scenes, embodied in the big and distinct rounds, can't help but wonder if one of them is an illusion.
But they are perfectly unified and coexisting at the moment, indicating the artistic conception of the mysterious.
In the twelve holes in the black iron wheel, there are nine holes in this moment, flashing inexplicable brilliance.
The large, secluded wheel of the turn suddenly stood still, and then in one of the holes, the radiance radiated out and landed on the Guangfu Mountain below.
The power of the reverse forces prevents the process of Guangshang Mountain from sinking into the sea.
Yan Zhaoge himself was shot down at the same time.
Under the joint action of the two forces, the trend of pulling the mountain has caused the Guangcheng Mountains to no longer fall, but instead rises upwards.
Countless people stared at the big and bright wheel, and muttered to themselves: "That is the treasure left by the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty..."
At the same time of the state of mind vibration, watching the twelve holes on the big secluded wheel, only nine of them shine, many people sigh in their hearts: "After all, there is no real refining!"
Xianbing, as its name suggests, is the weapon of the refining of the strongmen who pushed the door of Xianmen.
If the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty did not complete the ritual, the Yanzhao song of the Wusheng realm was obtained, and naturally it was impossible to complete its merits.
But Xianfan is different, and the sky is hard to get.
Not a fairy, how to fight against the true fairy who has pushed the fairy door for many years?
"The twelve laws of the Ming Dynasty, the second law, the photo."
In the void, a voice came, and the voice was clear and sweet, such as hitting the bell, like a boulevard.
"For many years, I have never seen such an authentic 12-year-old method." The towering giant trees hanging over the earth disappeared, and a Taoist appeared in the air.
An apricot yellow robe, wearing a golden crown, wearing a crane, face like a crown jade, three long scorpion, although not as good as the Emperor Fu Yunchi, but also floating.
It is one of the five emperors in the upper bounds of the world, the Yuan Emperor!
Although it was the first time to see a real person, the image of the powerful powerhouse in the upper bounds of the world, Yan Zhaoge has long been familiar with the heart.
Others also recognized the true immortal.
As the Emperor Qianyuan really appeared, the terror pressure that shrouded the audience disappeared.
Whether it is Yan Zhaoge, Cao Jie, etc. in the air, or the people on the Guangchang Mountain below, they are all loose.
But everyone’s mood is even more tense.
Lang Qing, Zhuang Shen, Tian Zhuren, and Lian Zulin were the four most powerful and powerful, and they saw the real appearance of the Emperor Qian Yuan, and they all stopped together.
They bowed to the Emperor Qianyuan: "The Emperor of the Emperor."
The Qiang Emperor’s dagger said:
The poor road is itchy at one time, and you let the poor road get.

Lang Qing said: "I can't help myself."
Zhuang Shen sat in the void and quietly adjusted his breath to treat the injuries that Yan Zhaoge and Sun Printing brought to him.
However, his gaze is still staring at Yan Zhaoge, staring at the big and bright wheel, and his eyes are hateful and complicated.
The big secluded wheel is not really a fairy, but the power is also amazing.
Yan Zhaoge’s own strength is far from being measured by the general Xianqiao Wusheng.
He has a sun-printed and a big and bright wheel in his hand. Zhuang Shen’s heart is more unwilling, and he must admit that he alone is afraid that he will not be revengeful.
More importantly, the potential and strength of Yan Zhaoge's performance, the more backward, Zhuang Shen wants to revenge, the less hope!
However, since the Great Nin Ming Wheel has not become a fairy, the outcome of today’s war is unlikely to change.
"Jindi, destined to be unable to arrive in time." Zhuang Shen looked coldly at Yan Zhaoge and others.
The Emperor Qianyuan stepped on the empty foot and did not hurry to come to Yan Zhaoge and others.
Southeastern Supreme Cao Jie is indifferent and standing in the same place.
The Northeast Supreme Liu Weigu calmly rushed to the Yuan Emperor to perform a ceremony: "The Emperor of the Emperor squats face to face, the old man Liu Yigu is polite."
"Liu Daoyou is polite." Emperor Qian Yuan nodded slightly, then said: "Daoyou can leave at this moment, you can also watch, the poor road does not mind."
Liu Weigu said that he did not change his color: "Liu came to help the boxing this time. He didn't change because of the opponent. He asked the conscience, did not ask the results, and did not feel the weight, let the Emperor laugh and laugh."
"No problem." Qian Yuandi shook his head: "That's the case, and later talk with Liu Daoyou."
After all, he raised his hand and the wide robe cuffs opened.
Time and space flow, Qiankun moved, Liu Yigu suddenly became smaller, directly by the Qianyuan Emperor to close up the sleeves!
A human being is supreme, silent, and disappears, as if he has never been to Guangshan Mountain.