History’s Strongest Senior Brother

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The two great masters, under the circumstance, the climate of the surrounding environment has changed, and the scope has spread over a hundred miles.

Fortunately, Jingyang City has its own large array of people, and they have set off the storm they set off in a limited space.

But in this space, it has already been overwhelming.

"Guangcheng Mountain, is it determined to do the right thing with my Dasheng Shengzong?"

At this moment, a grand voice rang over Jingyang City.

The next moment, a larger golden sun, appeared in the sky.

This round of the sun appeared, the sun of the golden robe old man, the sun suddenly faded.

And the purple flame that Yan Xu took the palm of his hand, it will be extinguished in an instant!

Yan Xu snorted, and the Dan furnace, which was condensed by the purple fire, was almost full of cracks in a moment and then shattered.

The Dan furnace is broken into a stream fire, and it will be extinguished if it beats a few times in the air.

The second round of the big day was hung in the sky, and it actually vie with the real sun of the Tianzhu. For a time, it seemed as if the two suns were shining together in the sky to shine the Jingyang City in the East Tang Dynasty.

Jingyang City itself is a big battle, this moment is not as easy as facing Yan Xu and Jinpao old man.

In the emptiness, a line of spirits illuminates and is overwhelmed.

In the mansion on the ground, the elder Qin was sitting on a chair, and his eyebrows gradually erected: "Shake the wind and come to the wrong place."

There was a sudden spurt in the house.

Where the knives passed, the heat of the two suns suddenly dropped, and the whole world became cool.

After the cool, it is a piece of Sen Han!

The figure of the elder Qin also appeared above the mansion, watching the glare of the day.

He whispered, the wind and the sky, the space of the heavens and the earth was distorted, as if an invisible giant blade appeared, breaking the crack in front of the void.

The crack spread to the second round of the big day, want to smash it together!

"Too up to the eight poles, the mixed yuan is a gas knife?" The golden voice sounded loudly in the big day.

In the next moment, this golden day will not retreat, and will fall to the elders of Qin!

Just like the sun's west slant, the radiant light falls to the ground, to burn the world!

It is one of the Seven Laws of the Great Day, the West Inclined Burning Knife!

Like the golden knives on the west **** of the setting sun, a huge deity is suddenly lit up, which is vast and complicated, as if to cover the entire Jingyang City.

The immortal sword that the elders of Qin urged, the invisible blade of the smashing of the sky, also lit up a huge rune.

The strength of the two sides went up one level and collided together, which led to Jingyang City as if it were to be broken.

At this time, Jingyang City voiced the voice of a Dong Tang Guozhu: "The two have to fight, choose another place, want to tear down the country of East Tang?"

The large array of Jingyang City suddenly became bright, and the intertwined spiritual lines became clearer and concise.

The big array began to work at full strength, and the power was improved.

The elder Qin stopped his knife and snorted: "Some people want to have nothing to do with it, and Laozi will accompany him to the end. When I am wide-ranging, I can't bully?"

The **** day hovered in the sky, and heard a voice from it: "Zhao Shicheng, you have to intervene in the things of my holy and Guangshan?"

The calm voice of Zhao Shicheng, the leader of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, sounded from the Jingyang City Grand Prix: "Dongshengjun’s remarks are heavy, and the things between the two holy places are not good for me."

"But you are working in Jingyang City, I am afraid it is difficult to sit back and ignore."

In the house, Yan Zhaoge touched his chin: "It turned out to be Dongshengjun, one of the seven sons of the big day, but I remember that the Middle Eastern Shengjun had just changed people a few years ago."

In the years of the rise of the Holy Day, there are seven outstanding powerhouses, and they are called the Seven Days.

The name is the same as that of the Big Seven, namely, Dawn, Dongsheng, Zhongtian, Puzhao, Xishao, Xizhao and Shuguang.

Later, the seven sons of the big day became the finals. When someone fell or retired, someone succeeded and succeeded.

Yan Zhao song turned his head and looked at it. Feng Yun's expression was a bit strange.

See Yan Zhao song to see her, Feng Yunxiao shook his head: "My ancestor is the previous generation of Dong Shengjun, the ancestors are behind, the contemporary Dongshengjun takes over, that is the outside."

"In the current Seven Days, he is the youngest and the most junior, but he is also a master of art."

The big day in the sky is gradually disappearing. A middle-aged man in a golden robe is the contemporary Dongshengjun.

Dong Shengjun stared at the elder Qin, and then glanced at the Jingyang City below, and said slowly: "Someone will accept my holy rebellious disciple, and I naturally have to ask."

"Hand over, apologize for atonement."

"Otherwise, then fight."

The tall body of Qin’s elders stood in the sky, and the look remained the same: “The old man has said that there is no one you want here.”

"You have to fight, then fight, there is no old, no knife, a pair of fists, to fight with you."

The old man of Jinpao next to Dongshengjun said with angrid: "My holy disciple watched the Yanzhao song of Guangshan Mountain with his own eyes and took the anti-theocrats away. Is it that you can get rid of it clean in a few words?"

Yan Xu stood behind the elder Qin and looked indifferent: "You said yes?"

"The old man also said that you have stolen the treasure of the house in the Great Day, and returned it quickly."

In the eyes of Dongshengjun, there is a golden light shining, and the thorns are full of pains: "Rap, find death!"

Elder Qin took a step forward: "To shake the prestige, go back to the peak of the Holy Day of the Holy Day."

At this time, the voice of Yan Zhaoge came out from the big house.

"Dongshengjun is face to face, and Guangcheng Shanyan Zhaoge is polite here."

"In the Lulu Mountain Range, I did have a hand with the disciples Xiao Sheng and Qian Yuanlong, and I have seen the songs of the past."

"But after that, I have nothing to do with the pastoral songs." Yan Zhao song said faintly: "Just before, we chatted, but let me know something interesting."

"For example, in a sacred place in the world of eight great worlds, it is actually filthy, and the grandson of a certain elder who is under the door is condoned and tarnished the female disciple of the same door."

"Do not take over, but instead cover the murderer and suppress the female disciple."

"The most interesting thing is that someone who is a lascivious person should be retributed to his son and grandchildren..."

Yan Zhaoge said leisurely: "I don't have to worry about this kind of thing in the future."

"A nonsense!" Dong Shengjun said coldly: "I will smash your sacred sacred sects, kill you here today, no one can say anything!"

"You are not satisfied with Yan Di, let him come to Pu Zhaofeng, see if he can live to the top of the mountain?"

After all, it is a palm shot.

Qin Elder Lao laughed: "I am not doing things right, I will not teach my disciples, let people run, or check them out!"

"This is not the place where you can scatter wild!"

The two sides fought again, and the East Tang dynasty did not say a word, Jingyang City burst into a big array, and both of them oppressed the past.

There is no doubt that he is naturally pulling the frame and facing the Yan Zhao song.

Although he can't afford to be sinned, he is also trying to balance in the confrontation between the two holy places.

But the matter involved the old friend Yan Di's only son, Zhao Shicheng did not hesitate to stand on the sidelines, braving the great risks brought by the big day Shengzong, do not make any plans to ride the wall.

Dong Shengjun’s eyes are cold and cold, and in normal times, Jingyang City’s big array can’t help him.

But when he was in a fierce battle with the elders of Qin, the power of Jingyangcheng's big array was revealed.

The elders of Qin are fighting at home, so that Dong Shengjun, who has always been in power with the situation, is getting more and more down.

"Okay, very good!" Dong Shengjun withdrew from the battlefield and turned to look at Jingyang City. He no longer talked, re-incarnate and disappear into the sky.