Six Hundred and Six. The Wind and the Wind Come Back for Revenge? Hit Your Head and Break Your Blood!

The person who walked out from the depths of the Dragon Hall was naturally Yan Di.

As soon as he breathed in, the purple air covering Guangcheng Mountain disappeared completely.

Yan Zhaoge stared at Yan Di, and could only feel the surging sense of strength and fierce and domineering saber intent filled with the opening and closing of the acupoints all over his body. Every step he took, it seemed that the eight great worlds shook slightly.

"Thanks to the harvest from the battle of sealing the Balrog, and the abundant real dragon spirit in this group of dragon palaces," Yan Di said.

Between the opening and closing of his eyes, there was a faint purple light, and several dragon shadows emerged.

In the acupuncture points all over the body, there seemed to be countless light dragons rising and circling together.

Yan Di walked up to Yan Zhaoge: "Although everyone has succeeded in becoming a sage, and this time to attack the second level of a martial sage, but he walked a bit fast. The next step needs to be steady."

Yan Zhaoge laughed and said, "I thought your training was like your martial arts sword. You forge ahead with determination and go forward without hesitation. The faster you go, the smoother it will be. If you stop and stabilize, it may be harmful."

Yan Di shook her head: "It's not that far yet, so I need to stop and sharpen my knife, but as you said, after reaching a certain height, there is no time to stop."

Yan Zhaoge restrained his smile: "I know that you are going to refine your own Holy Weapon this time, but you really need to slow down for now."

Yan Di's eyes were fixed: "Oh, what's the matter?"

"That's right, news came back from the same door in the fire domain that there has been a change in the void at the Puzhao Peak ruins, and it has been some time." Yan Zhaoge said: "If you don't leave the gate for a few days, I will go there first. , fortunately you are one step faster."

Yan Di murmured: "The people from the Great Sun Sect, who brought the people from the Guangming Sect to come, the location is Puzhao Peak."

Yan Zhaoge nodded: "That's right. Although the Great Sun Sect is gone and the Puzhao Peak is also destroyed, the members of the Guangming Sect still have a way to rediscover the Eight Great Worlds."

"Because of the influence of the previous Great Sun Sacred Sect, most of the positions where they descended again in the Eight Great Worlds still landed in the Puzhao Peak area."

Yan Zhaoge said: "Let's go there and wait for them."

The father and son immediately left Guangcheng Mountain and headed south all the way into the fire domain.

Yan Zhaoge and Yan Di arrived, and the Guangcheng Mountain warriors who were guarding the vicinity immediately evacuated.

The Puzhao Peak, which was always shining brightly in the past, regardless of day and night, was directly razed to the ground by Yan Zhaoge's Beiming clone before, and no longer exists.

Yan Zhaoge and Yan Di landed on the ground together, and the father and son sat cross-legged.

Looking up at the sky above, you can see that the sky is clearly shaking, and the boundary of space appears blurred.

Even ordinary people who don't need warriors can see that something is abnormal.

Yan Zhaoge and the two looked calm and unmoved, they sat cross-legged quietly, their hearts were like still water, without any ripples.

The father and the son sat there, with streams of clear air circling and flying around their bodies, gathering and dispersing, and dispersing and gathering, together and up and down in a gentle and orderly manner.

The two of Yan Zhaoge began to meditate on the ruins of Puzhao Peak.

As time passed, several days passed, and the turmoil in the sky above became more obvious.

Five days later, at noon, when the sun was shining brightest in the sky, Yan Di, who had been meditating with her eyes closed, opened her eyes.

Yan Zhaoge also felt something in his heart, opened his eyes and looked up at the sky, and saw that the sun suddenly became brighter than ever before.

At this moment, the sky seemed to be open, and rays of light fell from it, and merged with the sunlight, making it almost impossible to open one's eyes.

A majestic aura of power emanated from the gap in the hole.

Almost in an instant, the void of the Eight Great Worlds began to turbulent, with winds and clouds surging, and several figures appeared on the open sky with the strong brilliance.

Endless brilliance spread in all directions, not only the sky and the earth near Puzhao Peak, but the entire fire area seemed to be bathed in light at this moment.

The brilliance and light seem to rush out of the fire area and shine toward the surrounding vast world.

"coming.

"Yan Zhaoge and Yan Di stood up together.

At this moment, the land around the two of them was safe and sound, but farther away, the land was continuously shattering, and cracks and gullies burst out one after another, spreading across the ground, like huge canyons one after another.

The other party obviously also noticed the two of Yan Zhaoge, and a voice came from above the sky, vast and grand: "Guangcheng Mountain, Yan Zhaoge?"

Although it was a question, the tone was very firm.

"I am Yan Zhaoge. I don't know what your name is." Yan Zhaoge was not surprised by this. Although the five members of Deng Sen who came before the Guangming Sect were all lost, and the Great Sun Sacred Sect was also exterminated, they recognized their own Meng Wan. He and Tang Yonghao were both taken to the Upper Realm. From them, the other party could easily know his appearance.

The loud voice said slowly: "Old man, Zhang Zhuo."

Ziyang Martial Saint, Zhang Zhuo.

This name, in the Eight Great Worlds, used to be like a thunderbolt.

The former suzerain of the Great Sun Sacred Sect, who was also the most powerful person in the history of the Great Sun Sacred Sect, had finally taken the last half step, achieved the fourth level of martial saints, and ascended to the upper realm.

Yan Zhaoge could feel that a line of sight seemed to sweep over him, and under the weight of that sight, his blood, blood and essence seemed to be boiling and burning together.

His gaze swept over Yan Zhaoge, and then landed on Yan Di: "Guangcheng Mountain, Yan Di?"

Yan Di said lightly: "I have admired your name for a long time, Zhang Ziyang."

Zhang Zhuo's voice sounded again: "You are here, which means that something unexpected happened to Guanglie."

Yan Zhaoge said: "Huang Guanglie, Huang Xu, Huang Jie, three generations of one family, have all been killed by me."

The voice in the sky paused slightly, and then rang again: "In that case, go down and accompany them."

The immeasurable brilliance shone even brighter, and one of the several figures moved.

Then Yan Zhaoge felt that there was an extra sun in the sky, and it rushed straight towards the self below!

The whole world, as if burning together, is to be purified by the sun with its endless light and heat.

But Yan Zhaoge's expression remained expressionless, and he stood quietly on the spot without moving.

At the same time as the sun was setting, a domineering and fierce knife light shot up into the sky, directly beheading the falling sun!

Yan Zhaoge laughed silently.

My father's promotion to the second level of Martial Saint is completely different from other people who have been promoted to the second level of Martial Saint.

My Beiming avatar is already outstanding and powerful among warriors of the same realm, and it is rare to meet an opponent.

However, the Beiming avatar of the second level of martial saints, with the two holy weapons of Aohan Wuyi and Kunlong Spear, could only try to fight for a tie against Yan Di, who was in the first level of martial saints.

And now Yan Di, who has stepped into the second level of martial arts, is probably no match for Deng Sen and the others who have been resurrected.

At this moment, Yan Di is truly invincible in the Eight Great Worlds, even if someone from the upper world descends and his cultivation is suppressed below the fourth level of a martial saint, it will be difficult to stop Yan Di's terrifying saber.

If he wanted to deal with Yandi, he could only fight and besiege with many strong men in the third level of martial arts, and the number must not be small.

Yan Zhaoge fully suspected that the sun seal was limited by the power of the boundary, and the power that could be mobilized at present may not be able to kill Yan Di in one blow.

Zhang Zhuo thought that he had returned to his hometown with glory and glory this time to avenge him, but in the end he could only hit the iron plate and his head was broken. (To be continued.) 8

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(Enlightenment Book Network)