: 585. Pu Zhaogongzi Huang Jie, dead! (3 more)

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Dazhe Shengzong, as well as the superb masters of the realm of the emperor, stayed in the town to stay at the gate.
But at this moment, even if there is a guardianship of the mountain gate, facing the north of the Yanzhao song, it is unable to resist.
Yan Zhaoge’s hands are behind his back, and he is not ill, and he is heading for the gradual collapse of Pu Zhaofeng.
At this moment on the peak of Pu Zhaofeng, in the unprecedented chaos, all the great saints of the saints were first flustered and then sluggish.
"Why did things become like this?"
This is the doubt in everyone's heart.
Isn’t the Holy Family communicating with the legend, like the upper bound of the heavenly heavens?
This unique advantage is not to make the Holy Family like a heavenly election, destined to become the master of the Eight Great World?
In the legendary upper bound, isn’t there a supreme power coming to the eight great worlds, just like
Nothing
and
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, the immortal people, the help of the Holy Family?
Isn't it planned to directly destroy the Guangcheng Mountain Mountain gate system, and at the same time solve the Yandi, Song Wuliang and other people in the seal of the East China Sea, and pick up the old patriarch Huang Guanglie?
Isn't it necessary to deter other factions and completely climb the peak of the eight great worlds?
...but now this rhythm is wrong!
The Dasheng Shengzong Warrior is now awesome.
Yan Zhaoge walked step by step, and the Da Zhan martial arts who met to block the road were smashed.
The peak is straight through the sky, as if it broke through the nine-beamed light beam, and it swayed slightly.
The Yanzhao singer waved, and the group of dragons appeared, cutting off the beam of light.
Although the Dragon Palace is weak at the moment, the Guanghua is diffused and disturbs the aura, making it unsustainable.
Yan Zhaoge went to the place where the aura rose, and saw the light penetrate the roof of the hall, depending on the bricks and bricks, and the path climbed upwards.
The hall was broken, and a young man with a pale face was sitting inside. It was the grandson of Huang Guanglie, the son of Huang Xu, and the son of Huang Zhao.
Huang Jie looked extremely weak, and his face did not see a little blood, but looking at Yan Zhaoge's eyes, it was extremely bright.
Yan Zhaoge looked at Huang Jie and slowly shook his head: "When the seal of the East China Sea, Huang Guanglie showed a golden light and communicated with the upper bounds. I know that in your big day, there are special circumstances, you can make that hook. The golden light of the upper bound."
"The people of Guangmingzong can accurately reach the eight great worlds, especially those who are in the four realms of Wusheng. You can come to the eight great worlds and stay, and you will have to meet your side."
"Their goal is the sun, perhaps the crown of the yin, and get things back to the upper bounds as soon as possible, so this passage will have to last for a while."
"At least, when they follow the original plan, they went to the East China Sea and walked. The channel should be maintained as much as possible before the results."
Yan Zhaoge said casually, came to Huang Jie: "However, I didn't know before. In the Great Day, the person who shoulders this mission is you."
Huang Jie looked up and looked at the group of dragons that covered the sky above. He sighed: "I didn't expect it before, and things would be bad on you."
He is looking at Yan Zhao's song: "You are very powerful, extraordinary, and difficult to understand. I always know this."
"But I still can't understand how you can deal with the three elders of Guangmingzong, two big guest?"
"Yang elders and Jin husband are all right, the other three..."
Huang Jie frowned: "I thought that the only place that might have been an accident was to promote the Wushen dual realm when it came out of the East China Sea, but that is very unlikely. And you, although you really gave us Too many accidents, I believe that you will inevitably be a big problem in the future, but this time your strength should not be expanded to such an extent."
"The treasure in the area that suppresses the gap between the nine secluded, it is reasonable to say that you can not mobilize, even if you can, can you deal with the three elders of Deng?"
Yan Zhao song bowed his head and looked at Huang Jie calmly: "I can't figure it out?"
Huang Jie shook his head: "I really can't figure it out."
Yan Zhao song dagger: "When you get to the bottom, think slowly with Ling Zun, and soon your grandfather will go down with you."
Huang Jie looked up and looked at Yan Zhao’s song. Both eyes were cold and calm.
Yan Zhao said: "Meng Yu and the Taiyin crown, did not go to the Guangshan Mountain, not here, look like this, has been sent to the upper bounds?"
Huang Jie said calmly: "This is natural."
"Since Guangmingzong wants to intervene in the eight great worlds, it must be a full-scale intervention. The Taiyin crown must be taken away for the first time, and the Great Day Shengzong is also fully supported."
"The Ziyang ancestors have been trapping the world for many years, and now they have finally taken the last step, flying up the upper bound."
"Through him, with the help of the different treasures, there are three young disciples of the Great Day Shengzong who can go to the upper bound with the Taiyin crown, Meng Shimei, Tang Shixiong and me, but in order to assist Deng Elders, I will leave for the time being. ""
Huang Jie took another look at the group of dragons that blocked the aura, and sighed: "It seems that I can't go now."
Yan Zhao song said faintly: "The crown of the Taiyin will eventually belong to Yunxiao. She will have the opportunity to beat Meng Hao in a decent manner. I said this."
Huang Jie looked at Yan Zhaoge and said softly: "When I was in the Qingtian Lake League, I felt that you will be the enemy of my life, but not the martial arts."
"The use of force to fight is always the last resort. The final steps, the real victory and defeat, many times, before the hands-on, are already doomed."
"Just now, I have underestimated you, you are better than me, I have not yet figured out where I lost."
Huang Jie suddenly closed his eyes: "But this time, although I lost, you did not win."
The voice did not fall, the sky above, the shock, there is a very horrible breath, far more powerful than the Deng Sheng, the four realms of Wu Sheng.
Huang Jie’s body burned with flames, and the light beam on the top of his head was shocked by the group dragon temple, and the breath came to the eight great world.
A moment of hard work, the breath of the powerful, completely exceeds the eight great world to accommodate the limit!
"I took my life, in exchange for my master's shot in Guangmingzong, breaking through the power of the realm to suppress the realm of the realm." Huang Jie blinked: "Yan Zhao song, I am the body of death, for you to return."
Yan Zhaoge has been unable to spur the sun, and it seems that only Huang Jie has been able to go all the way.
But he looked relaxed, but smiled: "The blood is shining in the sky, is this method very rare?"
I heard that Yan Zhao’s song called the name of his own method, and Huang Jie’s pupil suddenly shrank!
Yan Zhao song raised his hand on his wrist is also a stroke, then finger tap, a blood line flying in the air, into the aura of light.
Within the aura of light, a fog suddenly flew, and the brilliance became chaotic and difficult to maintain.
The terrorist power from the Scorpio is like a barrier, and it is hard to come to the Eight Great World!
A cold, as if from nine days above, implied anger.
Yan Zhaoge did not care at all, looked down at Huang Jie and said quietly: "You die, I live, it's that simple."
On Huang Jie’s calm face, there is a shocking and sinister color.
He moved and wanted to stand up.
Yan Zhao song fingers extended, a little bit in his eyebrows.
"boom!"
Huang Jie turned into a blood mist and floated in the air. (To be continued.)
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