: 1802. Valentin!

Yan Zhaoge has not used the big secluded wheel for many years, but the big secluded wheel has been carried with him.
For today!
In the past, the Canghua Shenshu, which was made by the revered Emperor Hu Yue’s heart, returned to heaven and earth, and Yan Zhaoge promised in front of the Canghua Tree, to use the big and bright wheel of the Ming Dynasty’s Yin Tian’s widow. In the same year, he besieged his foreigners.
Today, it is the time when Yan Zhao songs are fulfilling.
Wang Guan, Lu Yue, Yin Jiao and other Xianting Da Luo Tianxian are on the side, Yan Zhao songs are temporarily ignored, first out of the people who participated in the siege of Yin Tian.
At the beginning of the war, some were no longer alive, and they are still alive today, with a total of five people.
Among the five people in front of him, Yan Zhaoge also saw the Snow Emperor who had had a relationship in the past.
It was the time when it met, faintly touching the big and bright wheel, let Yan Zhaoge pass the big and bright wheel to see the last moment of the life of the old Emperor Yin Tianxia.
Yan Zhao gaze at them with no expression.
The big secluded wheel rises and falls, falls and rises again, no hurry, no slow, steady and orderly.
Between the light and the dark, the void seems to set up a punishment platform.
On the stage, the big and bright wheel lifted up and down, and the five Xianting warriors in front of Yanzhao song were killed one by one!
On the boundary of Xianting, one after another, Yuguang rises up and criss-crosses, turning into a magnificent pagoda and suppressing Yan Zhao.
Yan Zhao’s sings are ignored, but the high-spirited round is lifted up, and then fallen, and the Xianting warrior in front of him is killed.
He grew up around his body, surrounded by the body, and separated the jade.
At the same time, Yan Zhao’s song reappeared at the top of the dome and withstood the pagoda that was under pressure.
The Huagai Rotating Room, a seemingly magnificent pagoda, collapsed.
Killed the Emperor Xuelong and other five Xianting martial artists who participated in the siege of Yin Tianxia. The Yanzhao singer sneaked into the air, and the big singer flew in the air, hanging high in the fairy court, as if a dark sun shone in the wonderland.
In the fairy court, the bottom of the heart is cold.
The big and bright wheel seems to open your eyes and witness everything that happened at the moment.
Yan Zhaoge re-walked and walked in Xianting.
Three thousand wonderland, tens of thousands of worlds at this moment are like broken beads, slipping out of Xianting, and lingering toward the outside.
With the walking of Yan Zhaoge, the borderline of Xianting gradually collapsed and it was difficult to maintain.
Yan Shigeo, who is hard to count in the world of one side, is not embarrassed.
As a lower middle and lower level warrior, Yan Zhaoge did not pay attention.
There are other people outside to settle and solve.
However, all the people in Xianting who have already opened the door to Xianmen are watching under the cold eyes of Yan Zhao.
In the case of Xianting Fairyland, under the normal circumstances, about 12 Da Luo Tianxian are enshrined, Taixu Yuanxian is about 72, and Qing Xuan Xian is about 216. There is no leaking true fairy about 720.
The number may be slightly biased, but in general, it will remain at this level for a long time.
The previous success of the nine secluded demons has further increased the number of Xianting strong.
Although the existing territory is maintained, there may not be enough incense to be enshrined in the future. However, the number of top powers in the Xian Ting, which is now the highest in history, is the highest in history.
But at this moment, the number of foreign immigrants lost their meaning.
Yan Zhao song coughed softly, and a group of clouds around the body, like a piece of fertile soil, from the fertile soil, the blue light surging, pumping branches and leaves, gave birth to many towering trees.
"The raft of the old star on the old star, the cable brother has already reported, the hand blade directly handed the siege of the hibiscus on the old star." Yan Zhaoge looked around: "Today, I will make up another copy to Convince the ancestors."
On that towering tree, the white flowers bloomed.
At the same time, the branches bear a heavy fruit.
However, this is not an ordinary fruit.
It is a piece of lightning that exists!
The current of "sucking and nourishing" sounded through the heavens, and the thunderbolt light flashed and shimmered like a breath.
"In the past, the people of the outer road that caused the devotion of the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Hu Yue’s heart, are still alive. I have also completed the incident today."
In the eyes of Yan Zhaoge, the fascinating brilliance of purple gold flashes and interweaves into a pattern of lines.
His eyes glanced at the outsiders, and his eyes paused on four of them.
Those who are strong in the Xianting are all like falling ice.
The thunder and lightning "fruit" on the towering tree of Yan Zhaoge's side is falling off the branches and leaves, and then smashing in all directions!
Including the four people he paid special attention to, in the field, the group of immortals, the thunder of the thunder was swallowed up.
One after another, the willingness to annihilate the light.
The thundering thunder and light of the ocean is surrounded by the Xianting Temple, just like the end of the catastrophe.
"The first grandfather and the first grandmother, although they were fallen because of the white sword of Bailian Pure Land, this hatred has also been reported by myself, but they have hoped for life, but also violently clarify and bring order out of chaos." Lei Hai separated, Yan Zhao song step Electric: "Yan, today, with this two swords, to pay homage to the ancestors."
As he said, his hands both raised forward.
In the palm of your hand, there was a sword light flying out.
If the two swords are stunned, they will swim in the universe and wander in the fairy court.
Wherever passed, the blood flows into the river.
A group of immortal warriors, block, can not stop, hide, can not hide.
Jianguang and Thunder are everywhere, and they are invincible.
Beyond Xianting, above the void, there is a faint miracle.
Although there is no chaotic beads, but the magic power that can appear here at this moment, there is no doubt only the Yuan Shi Tian Mo.
But at the same time, a white lotus is also looming, and it is far away.
The future Buddha Maitreya, of course, will be destroyed.
He had suffered a lot in the previous nine secluded games. Now he is barely shot, and he will definitely not be able to defeat the Yuanshi Tianmo, but he can also try to temporarily block his footsteps.
Blocking such a resistance, it is enough to swallow the songs!
At this moment, Yan Zhaoge replayed the scene of the Qitian Dasheng attacking the Heavenly Temple, and the power of one person conquered the Xianting Temple, and it was unstoppable.
Although Xianting has a group of demons, the number of people has increased greatly, and the strength has risen sharply. However, at this moment, it is completely destroyed by the hands of Yan Zhao.
Yan Zhaoge stepped into the magnificent Tiangong. On top of his head, there was golden light and cross, jade and light intertwined, and one side of the pagoda, one palace after another, joined forces to form a battle and suppressed him.
The magnificent array of large layers is layered together, forming a three-dimensional city like a city of gods, pressing against Yan Zhao.
Yan Zhao song clenched his fist with one hand and made a boxing up.
The city is broken!
He looked at the pavilions of the Xianting Temple, and he sighed heavily.
The white air waves swept forward like a tsunami, pushing the magnificent palace in front of Yan Zhao.
The main halls collapsed one after another, looking far away, as if the wind was blowing.