: 738. Block your way

Hearing the other party's answer, Yan Zhao's heart smiled. %Chinese% novel
From Bai Ziming, Yan Zhaoge knows a little about the situation in the world before.
If Chongyang has a large sect, it will inevitably squeeze the space of other sects including Daxue Mountain.
There is an opportunity to turn over the Chongyang ancestral hall, and other Zongmen are naturally happy to see, especially the strength of the big snow mountain after the Chongyang dynasty.
The strength of Yuan Zhengfeng is something unexpected to everyone in the world.
Even the Zongmen Lingbo Pavilion, where Yuan Zhengzheng lived, may not be fully aware of it.
As a result, Chongyang Zong annihilated Lingbo, and almost kicked the iron plate. Wan Xingyuan Zhengfeng was unfamiliar with life. This was the special interest of the Chongyang sect using the West Sea Sea Eye.
But even if it is trapped by Yuan Zhengfeng, this is still a difficult bone for Chongyangzong. It is difficult to ride a tiger.
This makes it difficult for other sects such as Da Xueshan to give birth to thoughts.
However, after all, Chongyangzong has strong strength, and there are many masters in the upper bounds of the world. The background is deep and ingrained, making Dakushaya a scruples and dare not act rashly.
But now, from Yan Zhaoge, it is known that Bai Ziming is also leaning against the big tree in the upper bounds of the world. After fearing the power of the Chongyang sect, the doubts in the hearts of the people in Daxueshan disappeared.
It is their own interests and demands.
The time is ripe, no one else has to say, Daxueshan will act on its own.
Therefore, Yan Zhaoge is not worried that they will refuse. In a way, this is completely a mutually beneficial thing.
Even, they and their ancestors helped them a big snow mountain.
Otherwise, in the big world of the floating, just relying on the big snow mountain itself, you can not turn over the Yangzong.
Bai Ziming is supreme in the upper and lower east of the boundary, and he is more than enough.
Chongyang Zong is a southeastern supreme, and it is hard to be Bai Ziming and Daxueshan, but Bai Ziming also does not move the southeast to the descendants of the door to help him to attack the big world to attack the Chongyang dynasty.
At least, the current position of Bai Ziming in Jintingshan certainly cannot do this.
Yan Zhaoge believes that as long as Daxueshan has the ambition to take the leadership of the Yangzong leader in the world, they will most likely promise themselves.
At best, I only doubt whether I am exaggerating and deceiving them. I will doubt whether the Chongyang Zongqiang who is in the upper bounds will retaliate afterwards.
But they don't need to be hands-on with Chongyangzong, and they have undoubtedly reduced the risk to a minimum.
Yuan Zhengfeng got out of trouble, and Chongyangzong was too late to meet Yuan Zhengfeng. How can he care for them?
At that time, they really joined forces with Yuan Zhengfeng. Even if the Chongyang Zong of the upper bounds came, they were afraid that they would not be able to help them.
Through the description of the four great snow-capped mountains, Yan Zhaoge can hear that his own teacher, Zu Yuan Zheng Feng, is now in the big world, and the heads-up is invincible. A group of people are not necessarily the opponents of his old men.
In this case, Da Xueshan will have some action if he has a little ambition.
"So, there is work, Yanmou thanked him first." After Yan Zhaoge finished, the brilliance of the eyes of Bai Ziming's eyes gradually darkened.
The duration of the effect of Lingling Jade has reached its limit.
The thoughts of Yan Zhaoge, with the smog of green smog, disengaged from the image of God, rose up and quickly returned to the void.
Between the walks in the void again, the green smoke returns to the space covered by the crystal wall.
The smoke returned to Yu Peizhong, and the thoughts of Yan Zhao’s songs were completely returned to themselves.
Looking back, Yan Zhaoge looked at the vortex in front of his eyes, and his heart flashed through his thoughts: "Although the vortex is still fierce, there is already a strong momentum..."
Mrs. Kang and Tan Wei and others are also aware of this and are not in a hurry to fight the stalemate with the whirlpool.
Like the water of the sword, hovering in the void, around the sun, always avoid the vortex.
In the long river of that year, Yan Zhaoge can feel three pairs of cold eyes and look at himself.
Mrs. Kang’s mother and son, three of them, apparently hated the Yanzhao song, and the vortex disappeared. They feared that they would attack immediately.
On the other hand, Tan Wei and other Guangming martial arts, but more calm.
While Tan Hao resisted the vortex suction, there was a considerable amount of attention placed on the mirror on her face.
Yan Zhaoge noticed that the mirror light radiated from the mirror also clearly crossed the blood-colored crystal wall and extended out to the distant void.
"According to this momentum, Luo Zhitao may be able to come back soon."
Yan Zhao’s songs are clearly seen. After thinking about it, the corner of his mouth slowly evokes a smile:
This can’t be done.

He watched the vortex that gradually began to weaken the trend. Under the fading of the vortex, he suddenly shot the dragon temple.
The gates of the Dragon Palace were open, and suddenly a radiance rushed out of it, and the sound of the horror of the dragon rang, and the road was swept away.
Mrs. Kang’s mother and son were both surprised by Tan Hao and others. They looked at it and found that it was not a living dragon, but a huge dragon.
Although he is already dead, the dragon body still exudes a majestic and powerful atmosphere.
This dragon corpse, under the urging of Yan Zhaoge, directly into the vortex!
Yan Zhaoge sighed low: "Festival!"
He reached out and wrote and painted in the void, and instantly turned blood into a huge charm, and he also plunged into the vortex.
The body of the true dragon, how powerful the blood is, this moment is completely blood sacrifice, the masculine bloody, all burst out in an instant, as if the hot sun burst.
Exuberant blood gas was inhaled by the vortex, and the vortex, which had already begun to weaken, suddenly became strong.
However, after the great charm of Yan Zhaoge's own blood was incorporated into it, the vortex did not continue to expand, but it became more unstable.
The blood-colored crystal wall that enveloped the emptiness of the void, also trembled and trembled as if it would break at any time.
Mrs. Kang and Tan Wei and others all screamed badly.
The next moment, the vortex also burst and burst outwards!
The peripheral blood-colored crystal walls are broken and then collapsed together!
The two sides went one after another, one step in and one retreat, and quickly turned into a fog, forming a huge blood cloud, filled in the void.
Everyone in front of me sees only a color, regardless of the top and bottom, regardless of before and after, regardless of the left and right.
On the boundary of the upper boundary of the Emperor Huangpu and the sea, the original Tianbi injury, disappeared at this moment, and the sky only saw a color.
As time passed, the blood gradually dissipated, but the injury to the wall did not return to its original state.
Clouds, from blood color, become colorless and transparent.
In the cloud, everyone, everything, is between real and illusory, difficult to act.
Tan Ming of Guangmingzong gave a shout of anger and anger.
Through the invisible clouds, she can clearly see, in the void outside the clouds, the infinite amount of light flashes, several figures appear.
It is the Guangming patriarch Luo Zhitao and others!
Luo Zhitao and others were also shocked and angry, because they found that their way back to the upper bounds of the world was completely blocked by this cloud.
This made them struggle to recover, and they still can only stay in the chaotic time and space outside the upper bounds! (To be continued.)