Six Hundred Thirty-Two. Wait and See

The Hall of Dragons shrunk, and Yan Zhaoge was inside, quietly watching the hall, where streams of dragon energy entrenched and turned into a dragon of light.

The light dragon was wrapped around the barrel of a black spear, and the two dragon claws worked together to grab the spear.

The low-rank Saint Soldier Wuyutu Golden Spear was vibrating constantly, and the black barrel of the gun flashed golden light from time to time.

Yan Zhaoge stretched out his hand and grabbed the end of the gun, Wu Yutu's golden gun suddenly became more restless.

The spirituality of holy soldiers is far stronger than that of spiritual soldiers, even Yan Zhaoge needs to spend a lot of effort to subdue them.

However, with the suppression of the generals of the Dragon Palace, this precious gun could not break free and turn over.

After a lot of hard work, Yan Zhaoge can finally subdue it, just like the Rising Sun Crown seized from Guangming Sect Elder Yang Zhanhua before.

Rising Sun Crown's temper has long since been tempered by Yan Zhaoge, and now An An lives in Guangcheng Mountain.

Although there is no Beiming avatar to help, Yan Zhaoge is holding the Wuyutu Golden Spear, and a talisman spell lights up in the palm of his hand, imprinted on the body of the Wuyutu Golden Spear.

More and more talismans were engraved on it, and in the end it seemed as if traces were really engraved on the gun body.

As time went by, the restlessness of Wuyutu's golden spear seemed to have weakened a bit.

Yan Zhaoge smiled slightly, and withdrew his palm.

He strolled in the Hall of Dragons, where multiple spaces were opened up, not just the main hall itself.

In a space, Feng Yunsheng sat upright in it, with the black long knife out of its sheath, and lay it horizontally on her knee.

As she breathed, streams of dragon energy entered her body, and faint dragon patterns appeared on her cheeks.

Yan Zhaoge looked up and down, seeing that there was nothing wrong, he backed out again.

After exiting the Hall of Dragons, Yan Zhaoge's figure grew in the wind, and changed from the size of a thumb to his original figure again.

At this time, Ah Hu walked in from the outside, saw Yan Zhaoge, and couldn't help scratching his head: "My lord, I inquired about it, and the external situation seems to be more chaotic."

Although they were temporarily kept in Shenghe Continent, the Darkness Sect did not prohibit Yan Zhaoge and others from obtaining information.

In fact, even if Yan Zhaoge and his party left on their own, the people from the Darkness Sect would probably not stop them.

With the acquiescence of Wu Zixiu and Nie Sheng, most of the information that the Youan sect branch here in Shenghezhou can obtain, except for a few extremely secret ones, is open to Yan Zhaoge.

Panpan's chubby body lay down there, as lazy as a small mountain of meat.

Yan Zhaoge was not polite either, leaning on it, as if approaching a huge fur recliner.

"What's wrong with the law?" Yan Zhaoge asked, Ah Hu replied: "The current helm of the Daxuan Dynasty, the third generation Xuanwang, Xuanmu King left the Daxuan capital, and the imperial conquest came in person."

Yan Zhaoge rubbed his chin: "It's not a shrewd move. Although King Xuanmu is strong, he is a sixth-level Martial Saint, and he has a cultivation level in the later stage of seeing God, but he is not comparable to his grandfather and Lao Tzu. It is far from being able to do it." Town Huangjia sea alone."

"It's all right in the old lair. When he leaves the capital and loses the geographical advantage, how will he face a group of opponents like wolves and tigers?"

"Even though his opponents are wary of each other and cannot cooperate with each other, King Xuanmu's move is too careless, unless..."

Yan Zhaoge narrowed his eyes, "Unless he has something to rely on."

Ah Hu went on to say: "My lord, you killed that surnamed Yang in Luan Xiangzhou, which aroused the wrath of his uncle, Hai Chenghou of the Daxuan Dynasty. During these days, you have been looking for you around the southern part of the Huangjia Sea. I heard that it is near Shenghezhou."

Yan Zhaoge shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Wu Zixiu and Nie Sheng, the two elders of the Darkness Sect, are not for show."

Ahu smiled foolishly: "That is."

Yan Zhaoge thought for a moment, stood up and said with a smile, "Let's go, go out for a walk."

Ah Hu followed behind and asked, "My lord, are we just spending time here with the Dark Sect?"

"Certainly not." Yan Zhaoge said as he walked, "Let's not be busy now, and we can speak later. A little more time will be more beneficial when we speak. Of course, we can't delay too late." .

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Walking in the sub-altar of the Nether Sect, although Yan Zhaoge didn't take the initiative to touch any defensive formations that stimulated here, but while walking, he also quietly felt the pulsation of spiritual energy here.

"It's actually strong during the day and weak at night? I'm not in the wrong place. This is the land of the Dark Sect, not the Guangming Sect." Yan Zhaoge blinked: "There is a vague tendency to reverse the formation. Are you preparing some special ceremony?"

While thinking, there was a sudden argument in front of them.

Yan Zhaoge looked intently, but saw that the two dark sect disciples were arguing.

The two parties in the dispute are not very old, but their cultivation base is not low, and most of them are warriors in the realm of masters.

There are also warriors in the realm of body training, but they are all very young. They seem to be junior disciples who have just started, and they are following behind the seniors to join in the fun.

The leader of the two sides is a martial artist in the realm of a great master, and they are currently fighting endlessly.

Yan Zhaoge roughly listened to the content, and found that the two parties belonged to the two lines of the Wuguang Palace and the Original Dark Palace.

Now what is being debated here is the level of alchemy attainments of their elders.

During the debate, it was mentioned that the two sides were going to start a competition, and the disciples of the two palaces were now fighting for their elders. If you don't accept me, I won't accept you.

"But I don't know how far the alchemy in the upper world is generally developed. I heard that the Nether Sect is in the Huangjiahai area, and the alchemy is relatively advanced. You might as well take a look." Yan Zhaoge heard it interestingly, sideways Shouchong Ahu said: "Inquire about the location of the competition, and whether outsiders can watch."

Ah Hu nodded, walked up, and backed up after a while: "My lord, we can also go and see, it's not far ahead."

During the conversation, the two parties in the argument had already yelled and walked forward together.

Yan Zhaoge went there together with great interest, but when they arrived at the place, they found that the so-called competition between the two sides was not about alchemy, but about restoring a broken alchemy formula.

This made Yan Zhaoge a little more interested. Compared with actual alchemy, trying to restore the incomplete alchemy formula is more a test of theoretical level.

In the clean room behind the alchemy hall, Wu Zixiu and Nie Sheng sat facing each other.

Nie Sheng asked: "Elder Wu, Southeast Supreme is good at alchemy. I know that, but Southeast Supreme is not the only one who is good at alchemy. How can we judge?"

Wu Zixiu said slowly: "So, instead of refining alchemy, we will deduce the formula of alchemy."

"This old man likes to delve into alchemy, but I'm ashamed to say that I'm greedy for too many things, and I'm not deep enough."

Nie Sheng shook his head: "Elder Wu, why should you be modest, you are the number one master of alchemy in this sect, and everyone admires you very much on weekdays."

Wu Zixiu said: "I am aware of my own old problems, but there are some merits, that is, the alchemy prescriptions of various schools other than Huangjiahai, although they only have a few superficial, but they can be recognized. Every family."

"As long as this young man can't bear to make a move, that's fine. As long as he is eager for skills, the old man will be able to see his origin from the train of thought in his deduction of Dan Fang."

The old man let out a sigh of relief: "We will wait and see." (To be continued.)

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