: 267. Marching into the realm of the Grand Master

Yan Zhaoge looked at Si Kongqing and smiled. ◎,
For the idea of ​​Si Kongqing, Yan Zhaoge does not object.
After all, this is a world that belongs to the military. When one has the ability to open the unparalleled cross, the others are pale.
The simplest example, Devils Yuan Tian, ​​does not need to have other means, others stand there, it is deterrence.
In the current eight-maximal world, a Wusheng, capable and capital ignores the majority rule, and in many cases, can only restrict his existence at the same level.
As Si Kongqing said, she felt that she was powerless, more because she is still low.
In fact, this is no stranger to her. Relative to her age and practice time, she has already surpassed countless people, but she has been involved in the situation that she is currently unable to cope with strength.
The tragedy of most people in this world is actually derived from this.
In a sense, Yan Zhaoge is the same situation, but he has other countermeasures.
It is precisely because I can always solve common sense that I am currently repairing a problem that my strength could not cope with, so Yan Zhaoge has the status and prestige of today.
Yan Zhaoge looked at Sikong Qing and said: "Before you went out to practice, although some people took it, but in general, it is not a matter of life and death, it will not control you, and Zongmen is also considering the effect of exercise."
Si Kongqing said: "However, there is always a feeling of dependence in our hearts."
She looked at the waterfall in the distance and listened to the sound of the rumble of water: "It is very important that the sister can have today, the two years of being alone and being pursued."
"Although, that's not a good thing."
Yan Zhaoge knows that Si Kongqing said that it has nothing to do with the body of the Yinyin, and the cold-blooded needles and Taiyin.
She refers to Feng Yunyi's powerful strength far beyond his peers.
On the one hand, it is a gift, on the other hand, it is also experience. Feng Yunqi’s actual combat ability is far stronger than most of the same-world warriors.
As far as Yan Zhaoge is concerned, Feng Yunqi and Si Kongqing are the disciples of Fu Enshu. Usually there are often feeding tricks.
This pair of teachers and sisters is also very interesting. Feng Yunqi called Sikong Qing as "Saikong Sister", and Si Kongqing called Feng Yunyu, also called "Feng Shijie."
Of course there is no contradiction between the two. There is no such thing as a tit-for-tat.
Feng Yunqi is because he is getting started late, so he is called Sergeant who is younger than his own.
And Si Kongqing called Feng Yunyi a sister, the reason is very simple.
There is no resentment between the same door, no fight between life and death, but in the same realm. Compared with the test, Feng Yunyi always has a slight victory.
If it is a death, the advantage of Feng Yunyi will be even greater.
Yan Zhaoge had no intention of interfering with Si Kongqing’s decision. He smiled and said:
You have this idea, and you are also bent on fighting hard. I naturally have no opinions. It is not good for others. For you, it may be a feasible road.

"However. First, you'd better ask Fu Shibo's opinion before making a decision. Second, even if you want to go, you will wait for the ancestors to leave the customs. After all the dust settles, it will be better. It is just the fall of trouble."
Si Kongqing listened and nodded and said: "Yan brothers are right, I understand."
She bowed to Yan Zhao’s song and left.
Yan Zhaoge looked at the back of Si Kongqing. Some sigh: "Where can you stand out from the crowd?"
Shaking his head, Yan Zhaoge returned to his place of residence.
Speaking of hard work and cultivation, improve their own strength and realm. Yan Zhaoge’s self-motivation is never weaker than people.
Don't look at his incomparable scenery these days, it has become a major event that many masters of the military can't do, but Yan Zhao's heart is more eager for the improvement of his own strength than most people.
Returning to the quiet room, Yan Zhao song sat on his knees, and his body suffocated constantly. A fascinating light rises from the top of the head.
Raising his left hand, Yan Zhaoge examines the mark of the magic mark on the back of his hand and constantly tries to study the artistic conception of power.
In Dantian, the chaotic air mass is still awkward.
After Yan Zhao’s interest rate adjustment, the aura of the head gradually converges and takes out one thing.
It was a mirror-like stone that was not transparent and looked gray.
But when the eyes of Yan Zhaoge fell on it, the surface of the stone piece seemed to flash with brilliance, reflecting the face of Yan Zhaoge.
It was Yan Zhaoge’s previous sacred stone that he had obtained in the exotic space before he was born.
The role of this treasure routine is also known to the average person before the great destruction, but it is the helium running line that reflects the people's practice, presented to others to watch.
In other words, the main role is actually used to teach teaching.
When the elders of the divisions are doing their own work, they will present the suffocating route with the sacred stone, and give demonstrations to the younger generations so that they can observe and comprehend.
However, Yan Zhaoge knows this treasure and has other uses.
He stretched out his fingers and gently stroked the surface of the stone, writing a vein, and the surface of the stone suddenly showed a different light and shadow.
The stone that was originally gray and fluttering gradually began to become clear and transparent, like crystal, like a real mirror.
Yan Zhao’s head is re-emerging, but there is also an image rise in the aura. It looks extraordinarily unique.
In the days that followed, Yan Zhaoge began his own day of submersible.
Throughout the day, you should either practice yourself and keep accumulating to prepare for the impact of the great masters. Or you should try to figure out the magic marks on the back of your left hand, or use the inner crystal furnace to create a broken magic arrow.
Time flies by, and it has been a long time since the retreat of the old head Yuanzhengfeng.
The interior of Guangchong Mountain is running as usual, and Yan Di has completely entered the role. In the outside world, no matter whether it is the Great Day or the Aboriginal, there is no big movement for the time being.
At this moment, it seems that everyone is united in one heart, looking forward to Yuan Zhengfeng's success, and successfully set foot in the territory of Wu Sheng.
But whether it is Yan Zhaoge, Yan Di and others, they all know that this is just an illusion, just the last peace before the storm.
One day, Yan Zhaoge sat quietly in the house, and the surface of the stone that was crystal-clear in front of the eyes was covered with cracks, like a fine spider web.
Yan Zhao song looked calm, stretched out his fingers, and took a bit on the stone.
The crystal-like stone fragments are broken silently, turned into finely divided powders, and then turned into dust, which dissipates into the air and seems to never exist.
Yan Zhao’s songs are superficial and bright.
He is all over the body, and every hole in the hole seems to have a radiance that is transmitted outward.
Yan Zhaoge is bathed in the glory of the whole person, and the illusory suffocation seems to be turned into a real auspicious cloud, which embodies its body.
The aura of the top of the head, then began to slowly recover the Yan Zhao song Tianling, and the light he put on his body is more intense.
Today, Yan Zhaoge officially marched into the realm of the great master! (To be continued.)