Five Hundred and Seventy-One. I Set up the Temple of Heaven, Who Is My Opponent Among the Great Masters?

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On the sea, Yan Zhaoge raised his head to look at the sky: "If we extrapolate based on the time of the Great Sea World, more than two months should have passed here in the Eight Great Worlds."

"However, the flow of time in the Dragon Tomb is fast and slow, chaotic and difficult to judge. Now it's hard to say what day it is here in the Eight Great Worlds."

Fu Enshu felt the familiar spiritual pulsation of the world here, and was also quite emotional.

She said: "This should be Beihai Sea. Let's go back to the mountain gate first. We can pass through the East China Sea. There are people from Bihai City there. There may also be a special person guarding the seal at this gate. We can first find out the current situation of the Eight Great Worlds." , find out the safety of Yun Sheng and Liu Hua."

Yan Zhaoge nodded: "That's right, that's exactly how it should be."

The two of them traveled all the way, passing the East China Sea, and looking from a distance, they saw a mountain peak shining white, falling into the sea, reaching the bottom of the sea, and the peak was higher than the sea.

In the sky above the mountain peak, a vast and boundless huge sigil flashed with soft light.

At this moment, the East China Sea is no longer the scene of raging flames and demons raging everywhere in the past, and it looks calm and peaceful.

The comparison between the present and the past made Yan Zhaoge and Fu Enshu feel happy, and their hard work was not in vain.

"Father and the others should take some time before they can come out of the seal."

Yan Zhaoge took a general look at it, knowing what to expect.

Near the seal, there were sure enough Guangcheng mountain warriors guarding and monitoring, as well as warriors from Bihai City, Zhuolang Pavilion, Tianlei Palace and other sects.

When everyone saw Yan Zhaoge and Fu Enshu, two people who had long died in the legend reappear, they couldn't help being shocked.

After the initial surprise, Guangcheng Mountain Warrior couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Yan Zhaoge and Fu Enshu were also delighted to see their fellow disciples. After seeing the ceremony, they immediately asked about the current situation.

Knowing that Feng Yunsheng and Yin Liuhua were safe and sound on the day of sealing, and had already returned safely to the mountain gate, Yan Zhaoge and Fu Enshu were the first to breathe a sigh of relief.

And after learning that the Tiantian Ax fell into the hands of the Great Sun Sacred Sect after all, Yan Zhaoge shook his head slightly, and then sneered: "It doesn't matter, how did you eat it in the first place, and let them spit it out later."

He glanced around: "I don't see the people of Da Ri Shengzong, why, don't you care about the safety of their Huang Laoman?"

The elder of Guangcheng Mountain who guarded the place said: "It was there before, and I just left two days ago."

Yan Zhaoge frowned: "If things go wrong, there must be demons. Go back to the mountain gate and settle down. I'm going to go directly to Puzhao Peak."

"Let's wait for the master to come out of the seal." Hearing Yan Zhaoge's tone of voice, the elder of Guangcheng Mountain was speechless inwardly.

His expression suddenly darkened, and he looked at the Tianlei Palace warrior who was quietly retreating: "Zhao Ge, before you came out of the region and went to the East China Sea, there was a word that Shen Li, the master of the Tianlei Palace, fled the battle, so that the situation was out of control. The old head had to sacrifice himself to seal Jiuyou."

"After you disappeared in the East China Sea, your whereabouts were unknown, but Shen Qinglei bit back, accusing you of touching the rare treasures in the region, which caused Jiuyou to almost descend, causing heavy losses to the warriors who entered the region."

Hearing this, Yan Zhaoge laughed angrily: "Yes, Baldy Shen."

The elder of Guangcheng Mountain said in a deep voice: "Now that you are back, you can confront him face to face and let the truth be revealed to the world."

Yan Zhaoge grinned: "Confrontation? Hey, why bother."

His smile made everyone around feel cold when they saw it.

"Master Fu, you go back to the mountain first, I'll go to Leiyu for a while." Yan Zhaoge turned his head and said to Fu Enshu.

The elder of Guangcheng Mountain on the side heard something, and suddenly remembered something: "Yes, Elder Fu, you should go back to the mountain first, there seems to be a lot of disputes in the sect about you being attacked by the Great Sun Sacred Sect."

"I heard that the Hall of Punishment is also specially conducting hearings and examinations, and the disciples Feng Yunsheng and Yin Liuhua who were with you back then were also involved."

"The old man stays in the East China Sea,

I don't know the details, but since you are fine now, everything is easy to talk about. "

Yan Zhaoge and Fu Enshu looked at each other, Fu Enshu nodded and said, "That's fine, then I'll go back to the mountain first, Zhao Ge, you go to Leiyu, go back quickly."

After hearing Fu Enshu's words, all the Guangcheng Mountain warriors around were stunned. Unexpectedly, not only Yan Zhaoge had a strong voice, but Fu Enshu also had such confidence in him.

Everyone felt awe-inspiring, and only then did they know that Yan Zhaoge was not talking big.

They observed Yan Zhaoge carefully, and the more they watched, the more unfathomable they felt.

It is definitely not the cultivation level of the great master in the late Yuanling period during the East China Sea Seal War.

So what is the cultivation base now?

In the early days of Yuanfu? But how could Yuanfu have such a big tone in the early days, dare to break into the Puzhao Peak, dare to step on the Thunderfield?

Not even a superhuman grandmaster...

All the Guangcheng mountain warriors felt that they could no longer see through the young man in front of them.

Yan Zhaoge bid farewell to Fu Enshu, and went to Lei Yu alone.

He ignored the disciples of Tianlei Palace who had escaped in the East China Sea before, and the monk could not escape the temple if he escaped.

Not afraid of the other party's tipping off, with the Beiming avatar carrying it, the speed is very fast, and when the various forces in the East China Sea are busy conveying information, Yan Zhaoge has already crossed the vast sea, re-landed the mainland, and arrived in the minefield.

Approaching Youzhou where the gate of Tianlei Palace is located, Beiming's avatar flashed and disappeared.

Yan Zhaoge himself had a calm expression, with his hands behind his back, stepping into the void, he walked towards the gate of the Heavenly Thunder Palace.

His steps seemed to be slow, but soon, he saw thunderclouds in the distant sky.

In the mountains below the thunder cloud, there is a huge palace complex made of blue-purple metal, which is as shocking as the palace of the emperor of thunder.

Dazzling thunderbolts fell from the sky, making this place look like a world of thunder, and those who dared to set foot in it would be immediately turned into a piece of coke.

But Yan Zhaoge turned a blind eye to these thunders, and just said indifferently: "Shen Li, do you come out by yourself, or should I drag you out?"

The tone was indifferent and calm, but the voice was like Huang Zhong Dalu, shaking the world, directly covering the thunder, and resounding throughout the Tianlei Palace.

A flash of lightning flew out from the Tianlei Palace and stopped in front of Yan Zhaoge. It was an old man with purple beard and hair, glaring at Yan Zhaoge: "Okay, boy, are you still alive?"

Yan Zhaoge said lightly: "Yeah, I'm fine, Shen Li and you guys have something to do."

The purple-haired old man laughed angrily: "Big words, do you think you are Yan Di?"

Before the words fell, the purple light suddenly appeared!

One of the two supreme unique arts in Tianlei Temple, the world's number one fast sword with eight great swords, the Divine Heavenly Mother Sword!

It's so fast that people have no time to react to the unique art of kendo!

But just as the sword light came on, Yan Zhaoge punched out, and the fist was already in front of the old man in purple, faster than him!

Beiming Shengun, Peng Cheng Nine Heavens!

The old man's heart trembled, and his hair stood on end, as if electrified.

While the true essence surged violently, it turned into the image of the Mother of Lightning behind him.

The mother figure of Shenxiao Dian appeared, and the purple-haired old man Jian Guang was faster.

Yan Zhaoge's upper and lower acupoints opened and closed, and one after another the true talisman of martial arts spirit flew out from it.

The Talisman Formation, like a pagoda or an altar, enveloped Yan Zhaoge's whole body.

There was a flash in front of the purple-haired old man, and before he had time to react, his own sword light was wiped out!

The tall and majestic Shenxiao Dian mother, with a broken chest and abdomen, let Yan Zhaoge shoot through it!

Yan Zhaoge's voice echoed between heaven and earth: "Now the eight great worlds, I set up the Temple of Heaven, who is the opponent among the great masters?"

"Shen Li, get out by yourself." (To be continued.)

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