1242. The Helper Arrived

Yan Zhaoge's plan required five people.

This is not to pick five people at random, but to at least reach the level of a true immortal.

It doesn't matter if the realm is not reached, but the strength must be sufficient.

Needless to say, Yinghuoji, whether he is Wulou Immortal Soldier or True Immortal Emperor, both meet the standard.

Regardless of whether it was Yan Zhaoge himself at the ninth level of martial saints, or Yan Di and Nie Jingshen who were now in the supreme realm, even though they were both martial saints, they could still compete with the vast majority of true immortals.

But there are only four, and one person is missing.

Empress Xie Mingkong is the most suitable candidate regardless of her strength or the relationship between the two parties. Unfortunately, after saying goodbye that day, there was no more news, and even Emperor Chen Xuanzong couldn't contact her.

Yan Zhaoge feels that Ying Huo Ji's visit probably won't find Xie Ming Kong.

Although he himself has achieved the Supreme Realm and his strength is astonishing, he can really shoot most of the perfect immortals as balls, but he has no choice but to use this method, quality cannot replace quantity.

He is the only immortal soldier like Yinghuoji who is like an independent life right now, so he doesn't need to count on the Kaiyuan Sword or the lamp in the mirror that Yan Zhaoge got this time.

Although the Xuanxiao Zijin Furnace is good, there is no need to count on it for the same reason.

What's more, Yan Zhaoge believes that the Xuanxiao Zijin Furnace can play a unique role when going to the Pill Palace this time.

Even if he could fill the vacancy of the fifth person, he might be affected at the critical moment, leading to failure.

"The one in white, His Majesty Jindi?" Yan Zhaoge looked up at the sky, his thoughts diverged, "Oh, right, he is the only one left, and he can just be called His Majesty Jindi from now on."

With the fall of Jindi in black, the strength of Jindi in white will naturally rise and return to the level before the split between the two sides.

But the problem is that no one knows where the Jin Emperor in white is now.

Back then when the supreme king Zhengcheng planned to contain Yan Zhaoge and the others so that the Tiandao people could hunt and kill Xue Chuqing, the emperor in white never showed up for unknown reasons.

Even after Yan Zhaoge found Emperor Chen and returned to the Upper Realm, there was still no definite news about the Emperor in white.

Yan Zhaoge had doubts before,

When I came out this time, I met Jindi in black, and felt that my doubts were probably fulfilled.

At the beginning, the Emperor in white might have been tripped by the people from Xianting.

However, it can also be seen from the black-clothed Jindi that the white-clothed Jindi should be fine in the end, but for some unknown reason, he never returned to the Upper Realm.

"Unfortunately, I'm afraid it's hard to count on now." Yan Zhaoge sighed.

Emperor Sen Luo, unless it is absolutely necessary, there is no need to think about it.

Maybe this good old man didn't intend to swing from side to side on the wall, but for the battle between Guangcheng Mountain, Yujingyan and Qilin Cliff, he probably had an attitude of not helping each other.

This has something to do with his consistent style and policy. It doesn't mean that he will easily fall to Guangcheng Mountain when faced with the temptation of Dandian.

And Yan Zhaoge didn't intend to try to lure him.

Because there are far better candidates than him.

When it comes to the relationship between his family and the lineage of Emperor Biyou Tianxuan and Emperor Quan, they are far closer than Emperor Luo, and even Emperor Jin.

However, Yan Zhaoge hesitated.

Because he has not been able to meet Sword Emperor Yue Zhenbei face to face, his attitude towards Bi Youtian is still a bit hard to say.

Regardless of the fact that Yue Zhenbei and Long Xingquan are serious fellow teachers, uncles and nephews of the same school, it seems that there is no obvious grievance in their relationship with each other because of the conflict between Jie Shangjie and Bi Youtian.

But if Bi Youtian's top power really intervenes in the battle within the Upper Realm, what kind of attitude the Sword Emperor will have is hard to predict.

The grievances and grievances between him and the powerful people of the Shangqing lineage can also write a thick book.

"I can't get in touch with Uncle Yue now." Yan Zhaoge raised his head slightly: "Time is tight and matters are urgent. If Her Majesty the Empress cannot be found, Master Long and the others are the most suitable ones."

Yue Zhenbei may not necessarily be dissatisfied because of this, if there is a problem, it will only slowly turn around afterwards.

While thinking in his heart, Singer Yanzhao flipped his palm, and there was a small bronze mirror in his palm.

There is a criss-crossing cross crack on the mirror surface of the bronze mirror, which divides the mirror surface into four pieces.

At this moment, each of the four mirrors reflected a little candle light, trembling slightly.

"Compared to before, my spirituality is a little weaker." Yan Zhaoge could see it clearly: "These two cracks are a special control method, which made the lamp in the mirror play a miraculous role at that time, but it was damage. Afterwards There must be a way to fix it,"

He looked at the lamp in the mirror that was not stimulated by the power, and its shape became much smaller. After observing it for a while, he put it away again.

Then, Yan Zhaoge's attention fell on the Great You Minglun again.

After Yan Zhaoge ascended to the supreme position, he actually already had some clues.

One point once again challenged the common sense of the world.

Martial saint sacrifices to refine immortal soldiers.

Of course, it cannot be done independently.

The foundation of the foundation originated from Yin Tianxia, ​​Emperor Youming.

It was also because of this that Yan Zhaoge felt somewhat confident.

After today's battle, I have one more point to grasp.

However, there is no rush at this time, although I urgently need to improve my strength.

Yan Zhaoge's eyes once again fell on the distant end of time and space that flowed through the colorful light.

The black silhouette of the main hall looms.

Yan Zhaoge looked there, lost in thought, his eyes were rarely empty, and he seemed to be wandering away.

Looking at the alchemy hall of the Heavenly Court Shrine, which was almost completely preserved, many images flooded out from the depths of Yan Zhaoge's memory like a flood.

At this moment, Yan Zhaoge thought of many things.

As his thoughts turned, he couldn't help but think again of the icy feeling when he approached the hall with his mind just now.

It was as if someone was staring at him coldly.

"Is someone else already there?"

"Is it a person who existed before the Great Destruction, and lived in the Pill Palace after the Great Destruction? Or was it someone who searched for treasures and found the Pill Palace after the Great Destruction, but was trapped in it?"

When collecting the Xuanxiao Zijin Furnace, six Xianqiao Martial Saints disappeared because of the alchemy hall, and their whereabouts have been unknown for so many years.

But obviously that cold will existed before they disappeared.

"If it wasn't someone else, then..." Yan Zhaoge's pupils shrank slightly, and his eyes narrowed.

He no longer let go, the focus of his eyes was refocused, his eyes became focused, he stared at the black shadow in the distant void, and remained silent for a long time.

In silence, Yan Zhaoge practiced on his own while observing the scene opposite the time and space of the seven-color light flow.

Before absorbing the immortal energy that devoured Emperor Yang and the lamp in the mirror, Yan Zhaoge, who was in the realm of Martial Saints, could not refine it for his own use.

However, it is also beneficial to the warrior's body to use it for swallowing.

At the same time, it can help Yan Zhaoge when repairing the lamp in the mirror, and can be used to warm and nourish the Great Nether Wheel.

Time passed day by day, passing quickly.

Yan Zhaoge carefully maintained the cover brought by the Great Nebula, drifting in the turbulent space-time flow of the primordial nebula, avoiding the eyes and ears of the powerful immortals.

Time is like water, Yan Zhaoge finally ushered in the dawn after waiting patiently.

He received a summons from Yan Di.

Yan Di, Ying Huo Ji and others have already found them and are about to arrive.

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