One Thousand and Ninety-One. Martial Saint 8th Level, Middle Stage of Xianqiao
Emperor Jin, Luo Di and Meng Wan all turned to look at Yan Zhaoge. ◢Щщш.suimeng.lā』
Yan Zhaoge stared at the illusory light and shadow image in a daze, and did not speak.
In the image, Feng Yunsheng bowed to the void, then turned around casually, his figure passed through the flames, disappeared in this demon palace of flames, and was never seen again.
As the white light passed, the light and shadow in front of him gradually disappeared.
Reversed time, restored to present appearance.
Yan Zhaoge looked at the empty palace and remained silent for a long time.
"Little friend Yan, the matter involves respecting Sheng on Luohu, the old man, and other people in the upper world, I'm afraid I have to ask a question or two."
"At least, it must be reported to His Majesty the Three Emperors."
After a long time, Luo Di coughed lightly, and said slowly: "Among them, there is also a top-notch demon involved, who will be targeted by the proud and arrogant Lord Luohu, then this demon must be extraordinary."
"Although as Xiaoyou Feng said, it is difficult to continue to trace the clues, but if there is a chance, we will try to search in depth in Jiuyou, hoping to find Xiaoyou Feng as soon as possible."
Yan Zhaoge's gaze moved, and he turned to look at Luo Di.
The old man with He Tongyan's eyes is peaceful, without any waves.
"Please ask your Majesties, the chances of things will naturally increase." Yan Zhaoge said: "Of course Yan hopes to find Zhuojing as soon as possible. Everyone laughs, but Yan has been looking forward to the wedding night in the bridal chamber."
Luo Di's gaze fluctuated slightly, but he didn't say much.
Although he admired the young man in front of him quite a lot, but this time the affair of Lord Anyao Luohu was too involved, and Luo Di had to make careful plans.
In the worst case, Feng Yunsheng lost to Jian Shunhua, but Jian Shunhua didn't win either.
The fisherman's profiteer is the big devil who was schemed by Jian Shunhua!
Whether Jian Shunhua became a demon or Feng Yunsheng became a demon, the result was extremely bad.
Luo Di naturally had to consider this possibility.
But he also had to consider Yan Zhaoge and Guangcheng Mountain.
the youth in front of me,
The involvement is too wide, besides the Sword Emperor on Yujingyan, the northern peak of Kunlun Mountain, he is also inextricably related to Bi Youtian.
With Luo Di's state of mind that is used to seeing wind and rain, he should calm down and be cautious at this moment.
"Wan'er, it seems that we can only go here." Emperor Jin didn't seem to think that much, but looked at Meng Wan with some regrets: "I hope your friend will be auspicious, and turn bad luck into good fortune."
Looking at the empty palace at the moment, Meng Wan also felt disappointed.
At this time, when she heard Emperor Jin's words, she nodded and said, "Father, don't worry, my daughter understands, and now I only hope that Senior Sister Feng can return safely."
Yan Zhaoge smiled slightly: "It is undoubtedly a great surprise for her to see you when she comes back. I think she will be very happy."
After he finished speaking, he bowed his hands to Emperor Jin and Emperor Luo: "Please wait a moment, both of you."
Then, Yan Zhaoge stepped forward, came to the darkness suppressing the black flames, and stretched out his palm.
Under the operation of the Formless Demon Sutra, Yan Zhaoge's whole person seemed to be illusory.
A cyan Buddha statue appeared above his head, with four sides and twelve arms.
Every face is blank, without facial features.
Both Luo Di and Jin Emperor had a twinkle in their eyes: "You are such an outstanding young man, with unparalleled talent."
Based on their knowledge, although they are not familiar with the Formless Demon Sutra, they naturally know that the rumored Formless Heavenly Demon has the true meaning of no self and no form, but actually has no specific external image.
The body of the formless heavenly demon who has cultivated the external image is far from home.
Or, the practitioner has the intention to do so, and integrates into other principles and artistic conceptions.
This is what Yan Zhaoge is doing at the moment. Although he has evolved the mystery of the Formless Demon Sutra, he has no intention of becoming a demon.
The twelve arms of the cyan Buddha statue stretched out together and closed towards the center, suppressing the darkness and flames together.
Then the Buddha statue fell slowly and landed on top of Yan Zhaoge's head.
"Young friend Yan still needs to be careful, after all, the flame is the source of the resurgence of a great emperor in the devil." Although Luo Di did not stop Yan Zhaoge's approach, he still spoke.
Yan Zhaoge smiled: "His Majesty Luoluo is worried, but it's okay."
He closed his eyes, and the acupuncture points all over his body suddenly shook.
When Emperor Jin and Luo Di saw each other, they both stared strangely: "Huh?"
Yan Zhaoge sat in the center of the apse of the Flame Demon Palace, his whole body suddenly shone with brilliance.
The brilliance, as bright as starlight, shines in all directions with him as the center, even passing through the palace walls transformed by flames.
At this moment, in the dark Nine Nether Demon Realm, in the center of a piece of flames and scorched earth, the brilliance lit up like a morning star in the night sky.
Every acupoint on Yan Zhaoge's body emitted brilliance, at this moment one of them suddenly dimmed and went out.
Then, the second, the third...
Although the brilliance of some acupoints on the body is extinguished, the brilliance that emerges from other acupoints that are still glowing becomes more and more dazzling, resulting in an essential change.
The brilliance flickered, as if stars were circulating in the real universe.
Yan Zhaoge's aura also rose accordingly!
"It's actually promoted to the eighth level of martial arts, and the middle stage of the fairy bridge." Luo Di looked at this scene and sighed softly: "According to the news that the old man heard, he should have ascended to the fairy bridge not long ago before the grand opening ceremony of his teacher's gate." Bridge?"
Luo Di looked at Yan Zhaoge, apart from admiration, it was regret.
This is naturally because Yan Zhaoge on Yingxing Lake has already heard the name of the Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable.
Luo Di looked at Emperor Jin and shook his head, a little bit of dissatisfaction was rarely seen in his sight.
Although Yan Zhaoge's attitude caused him some headaches because of Feng Yunsheng's matter, it did not affect his appreciation of Yan Zhaoge's talent.
For Emperor Jin's rash actions at the beginning, which ruined an unborn genius in the Taoist sect, Luo Di felt very sorry.
Emperor Jin was smiling, he seemed to have forgotten about Yingxing Lake, he just looked at Yan Zhaoge and praised: "The determination is commendable."
"Indeed..." Luo Di shook his head, and looked at Yan Zhaoge again.
Although his face was silent, Yan Zhaoge's decisive aura was clearly revealed.
The dissatisfaction and depression in my heart did not turn into annoyance, worry, frustration, and depression. Instead, like an erupting volcano, all of them turned into determination to forge ahead and keep going upwards.
Yan Zhaoge's accumulation is incomparably vigorous, except for the big pass, there is no difficulty in progressing.
But in order to take the road that is rarely seen in ancient and modern times steadily, he has never been in a hurry, step by step, and move forward steadily.
However, at this moment, he no longer suppressed himself, even if the refining magic fire had future troubles, he suddenly took a step forward!
Looking at the calm young man in front of him, Luo Di felt that he really had a headache.
"I appreciate him even more now." Emperor Jin said with a leisurely smile.
Luo Di glanced at him: "He is different from you."
Emperor Jin smiled: "It's different from me, there's nothing wrong with it. Hong Lian'er has a good impression of him. I once thought of asking him to be my son-in-law. Now it seems that my eyes are not bad. This son It's not just about being talented."