: 1171. Destroy your mountain and pull your tree

Under the weight of Yan Zhao Ge Fan Tianyin, the crumbling array was finally shattered. .
The five gas columns, all collapsed, filled with aura, formed five huge vortexes, huddled together, almost swallowed the virtual peak.
With this chaotic aura of anger, the illusion has been brought to the public, and it is self-sufficient.
"Since the Emperor of the Emperor is not there, I am not difficult for you to be small, but this is a virtual peak and cannot be left."
Yan Zhaoge took his hands behind his back and leisurely came to the top of the mountain.
The emperor’s door is a singular disciple. At this moment, he can only return to the head.
At this moment, anyone can see it, dare to stay in the mountains, afraid to immediately bury the mountain gate.
No one is arrogant, just want to leave Yan Zhao song as far as possible.
At this time, the mouth is hard, not only a joke, but simply a life.
Yan Zhaoge did not pay much attention to it, and it was the most central position of the peak of the main peak of the virtual peak.
Here, it is a Taoist temple, and it is the Taoist place of the Emperor Qianyuan.
Yan Zhao song broke the peripheral defense ban, calmly entered it, did not look at the things around, and went all the way to the backyard.
Here, a towering tree with a faint glow of green light stands quietly.
"Unfortunately it is not a pure ginseng fruit tree, but grafted, the fruit's aura is inferior, but it is also very difficult to get." Yan Zhao song smiled, directly reached out, five fingers together.
It seems that an invisible giant volley appears, and the towering old trees are rooted out.
Its roots seem to run through the entire virtual peak and go underground.
But at the moment, it was also swept away by Yan Zhao and even the mountains and rocks.
With this movement, the big imaginary peak, violently shaking, the whole mountain, began to disintegrate!
Yan Zhaoge’s last crappy, this famous mountain in Kunlun Mountain, which has been famous for many years, has completely collapsed and is razed to the ground and ceases to exist!
In the distant clouds, Wang Pu and Ahu looked at it, and saw the dusty mountains in the Kunlun Mountains. The whole mountain range centered on the virtual peak was short.
The Yanzhao singer held a towering giant tree that was many times larger than his body. He walked out of the collapsed mountains step by step and returned to Wang Pu and Ahu.
"Yan Shidi, must say, I have forgotten, you have such a profound accomplishment in the way of the law." Wang Pu said with a smile.
In fact, it is not that he forgot.
It’s that Yan Zhao’s songs have been too dazzling in other areas over the years.
Not only the personal strength is outstanding, Wu Sheng is nine heavy, and the realm of Xianqiao later suppresses the black Emperor.
And on the road of refining, it is even more jaw-dropping.
One's own efforts to support the Tianji Pavilion, affecting the hearts of the entire upper bounds, so that many treasures that have long been lost can be re-emerged in the world.
Whether it is personal martial arts or refining, this should be a matter of great time and effort.
Others are talented, hardworking, and able to have Yan Zhaoge’s achievements on one of them, enough to shock the world.
Yan Zhaoge, regardless of whether he is a martial artist or a refiner, is enough to overlook the sentient beings.
So that Wang Pu subconsciously ignored, before Yan Zhaoge created the Tianji Pavilion, when he was still in the southeast and south, when he still saw the Wusheng, he used a nine-quart of the Yellow River to bury a group of Xianqiao. Wu Sheng.
Because of the general feeling, Xuewu and refining equipment have been so excellent, and in other respects, there is always no energy to take care of it?
But at this moment, Wang Pu has to admit that this idea is wrong.
"No, the idea itself is actually true." Wang Pu said with a wry smile: "It’s all right for other people, just wrong here."
Yan Zhao Ge Chong Wang Pu nodded and smiled: "Wang brother, waited for a long time."
Then he looked at Ahu and said, "Bring this tree to the heavens of the East and give it to me, and he will dispose of it."
This does not need to ask Wang Pu and others, with the fruit will certainly not forget Yu Jingyan.
Yan Zhao song raised his hands and received it in the middle.
The huge tree that was so large that it suddenly became like a small sapling.
The black and white air flows around the saplings and is controlled so that it cannot be restored.
Then Yan Zhaoge handed the sapling to Ahu.
"Dongzi, do you want to think about it, and go to Kirin Cliff?" Ahu took over the sapling, his face was full of smiles, but his eyes were full of wealth.
Wang Pu's mouth twitched, and some silently looked at the pair of master servants in front of him.
"Kirin Cliff, where you don't go first, you have to wait." Yan Zhao song swings his hand and says casually.
Listening to the first half of the sentence, Wang Pusong breathed a sigh of relief, but after listening to the latter part of the sentence, it is inevitable that there is some toothache.
"But the son, the emperor is not there, the emperor retreats, the supreme and let you block the Kunlun Mountain early to kill, and now the Kirin Cliff is also no leader." Ahu asked curiously.
Wang Pu smiled and said: "Because there is the mountain gate of Xuanxian, the law prohibition and the mountain gates are all set up by the emperor of the Qing Emperor, which is different from the virtual peak. Even if no one is hosting, I will wait for Wu. St. is also difficult to move."
"Unless the landlord is degraded, there is no one to take care of it, let the time lapse, and at least a thousand years or more, become a relic, then we may be able to go in."
A tiger licked his eyes and looked at Wang Pu, Zhang Zhang mouth wants to say something, and swallowed back.
However, Wang Pu clearly understood what he meant, and his face was more bitter: "There is no Kaiyuan sword, unless it is the strong one who pushes the fairy door to drive the sword."
"Gongzi, if you are on the verge of supreme?" Ahu quietly asked.
Yan Zhaoge said in disappointment: "When the Kaishan Grand Ceremony, the sword light that Shishi Bo sent back that year, have you seen it?"
Ahu nodded: "Strong, horrible, playing the Emperor and others have no power to fight back."
"And don't say that Shichao did not make any real effort at that time." Yan Zhaoge shrugged his shoulders: "Not limited to me, if there is a Wusheng in this world, the strength is extremely powerful, enough to subvert the world's cognition, although it can not hurt And successfully passed the fairy sacred fairy, but can play the real fairy like the ball, how to play him how to play him..."
"At least from the scene, is it similar to a Xuan Xian to play that real fairy?" Yan Zhao song asked.
A tiger nodded involuntarily.
Yan Zhaoge continued: "But this Wu Sheng, if you go to fight with any Xuan Xian, the result will only be unable to eat and walk."
"Why?" Ahu scratched his head and wondered.
"Because, there is no leak in the immortal, Xuan Xian is quiet."
Yan Zhaoge said with a smile: "No leakage and quietness. For the human beings, it is the most intuitive difference between the true fairy and the fairy. It has nothing to do with martial arts practice, not related to the natural physique, but the truth of the world itself. Laws, not detached, must be obeyed, and if they can be detached, then Xuan Xian naturally has long been nothing."