MTL - History’s Strongest Senior Brother-~ 1782. I don’t see the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty.

On the lamp, the ancient buddha and other Western bliss pure land Buddhas are respected. At this moment, the eyes are concentrated on Yan Zhaoge.

"At this moment we are under this float, but it is suppressed by the floating sect, but you also seem to hurt us?" Yan Zhao's tone is still not slow.

He turned his head and looked at Feng Yunqi: "The jingle is due to the ruin of the 12-day gods, and it is difficult to change the current situation."

"Yang Daoxiong, Mr. Suo, Peacock Daming Wang and Lu Jiangjun Jun, when they tried their best to fight, the changes were weakened and would not be further enhanced." Yan Zhaoge looked around and finally looked around. Regain your gaze and look back at the ancient Buddha on the burning lamp.

"But here, someone is different from them."

Yan Zhaoge's hands are on both sides of the Nie Jingshen and staying up all night. On the top of the head, there is a Chinese **** and a flamboyant flower.

At the same time, the image of chaos loomed in his eyes.

On top of his head, a group of ambiguous Qingyun gradually condensed.

Qingyun is vague and confused, like a group of chaos. The marginal outline is indistinct, as if it is incomparably small, and it seems to be vast and boundless.

As Yanzhao song Xuangong worked, the Qingyun on his head began to collapse toward the center and gradually became a Taoist.

The figure of the Daoist is looming, and there seems to be nothing.

The surrounding clouds flow, and the frame is faintly formed.

The Taoist man sat on the frame, and a bright cloud appeared in the top of his head. There was a golden light in the center of Qingyun.

The lights swayed, and the chaotic air around them kept rising and falling.

Yan Zhao songs sighed and sighed at the gentleman and the Qingyun Golden Light.

The figure of the Taoist man suddenly collapsed again, and the Qingyun Golden Light also converges toward the center.

Later, all the scenes disappeared, but the rest were difficult to describe, difficult to describe, and difficult to describe.

Past, future, yin and yang, hot and cold, speed, up and down, before and after, always... Everything is gone, only that point, as if it was the beginning, the end of the last.

Everything can start from it, and everything can end because of it.

Those who are present today are all good people.

The road is tens of thousands, and the final goal is the same.

Although everyone has never seen the Promise of the Promise, but at this moment, witnessing the change of the image of Yan Zhao’s head and the feelings of his martial arts, he can barely see a few points.

The manifestation of chaos is the sight of the beginners of the Promise.

It seems that there is nothing yet. The Taoist who sits in chaos is the external scene in the legendary Yuqing Dao’s ancestral ancestors.

The rumor came from the beginning of the repair.

Later, the Qingyun Golden Light and the Shenxiang Frame were the more specific and more sublime of Yuanshi Tianzun.

But that is not the true appearance of Yuan Shi Tian Zun, but the avatar projection of Yuan Shi Tian Zun in the eyes of others.

Therefore, the Promise Heavenly Book continued to practice, climbing to a higher place, and in the end it was attributed to the beginning and no end, no point before and after, only to approach the Yuanshi Tianzun true.

This Yuqing ancestor, which symbolizes everything from nothing, is difficult to describe, difficult to say, difficult to say, like nothing.

The evolution of Yan Zhaoge at this moment is still the last step.

When the last point of Qingyun’s collapse disappeared, and it was difficult for others to see it, it was the time when the Promise Tianshu was truly big.

If there is no special accident, the person cultivates the Promise Heavenly Book to this point, and combines with the Hou Jiu Shu. The complete Yuan Shi Shi Shu is one, then you can see the Yuan Shi Tian Zun Taoist Road and board the road, just as Yuan Shitian respects the new world.

It is difficult for others to visually test, and it is difficult to be arrogant. It does not mean that they disappear and disappear, but they are non-existent and non-existent.

Yan Zhaoge’s head is superb at this moment, clearly indicating that he is successful from the Promise Heavenly Book, only one step away.

"This is the scene that only existed after the Promise of Heavenly Promise to Da Luo Tianxian..." The Antarctic Changsheng Emperor had a complicated gaze: "The Sanqing fellow practitioners are as strong as they are, and they are really different."

"The Promise of Heaven has such a high attainment, it should be a complete and complete book! Is it really his own reversal?" Guanyin Bodhisattva has a lot of thoughts.

The real person of Taiyi suddenly raised his brow: "Does he want to use this to attack the Yuantian robbing? Yuan Shigao, Daocheng has no regrets, and it is difficult to renovate other roads with the Promise of Heaven."

This road is easily blocked by several Taoist ancestors, making the practitioners stuck at the level of Da Luo, and the road is hopeless.

Although the real people of Taiyi are black, they are extremely optimistic about the outstanding fellows of Yanzhao.

The road is difficult, but like the characters of Yan Zhaoge, you should not only stay in Da Luo!

"If you don't use the Promise Tianshu to board the road, the path of Sanqing's fellow practitioners, can you get through?" Taiyi's real heart and mind turn, his eyes fell on the side of the same Yanzhao song, sitting in a line of Nie Jingshen, staying up late Body.

On the burning lamp, the ancient Buddha and others are also watching the Yan Zhao song.

However, although the central aunt Futu does not suppress them, it also makes it impossible for them to touch Yan Zhaoge, Yang Lan, Lu Jianjun and others.

At this moment, the Western bliss pure Buddhas can only hold their breath.

Just like Fang Caiyan Zhao Ge and others, only the eyes of the ancient Buddha and the blood of the sea.

Now, when the ancient Buddhas and other people are burning, they can only watch the Yanzhao songs.

The head of Yanzhao’s song seems to have nothing to describe, and it is difficult to describe it. At this time, it spreads and turns into a golden light, which is dark and faint.

"Chaotic Yuan began to promise Qingyun!" The ancient Buddha, Guanyin Bodhisattva, Samantabhadra and so on have a complex mood.

On the burning lamp, the ancient Buddha looked down at the **** sea below.

Although the blood sea continues to weaken, it has not completely dried up.

He has everything in place, only owing the last wind.

However, the previous Enron's state of mind is now difficult to maintain, but it is anxious and anxious. I only hope that Amitabha Buddha, Taishang Laojun, and Donghuang Taiyi in the big array will be faster and faster!

Yan Zhao song looked up and looked at the chaos of his head. He began to smile, and smiled slightly: "I saw Sanqing today, but I didn't see the beginning of the Yuan."

He sighed softly, and the chaos of the head of the head began to fly to the left, and fell on the crystal plate of the town of Nie Jingshen.

The crystal disk disappeared quickly and was dissolved by Qingyun.

Inside, Nie Jingshen, the body moved slightly, as if to re-enter the **** world.

However, after being covered by this chaotic Yuan Qiuqing, his body shape was re-established as it was, sitting in the same place.

The dark golden sword light on Nie Jingshen's body is reduced, and the baby's appearance of the congenital elementary fetus is manifested. The image of chaos in the whole body is more intense, echoing with the chaotic Yuanchao in the top of the head.

His mud pill palace opened, releasing a radiance, and the Qingyun Golden Light slowly fell.

The more chaotic the image of Chaos, the darker the dark gold sword.

"I am in the big world, but the devil is not enough." Yan Zhao song voice is grand and ethereal: "So, Geng Jin's demon, you give me a roll."