Nine Hundred and Twenty-Five. The Good Fate Formed by Feng Yunsheng

Looking from a distance, the red lotus also occupies nearly half of the void in the distance, and it can be imagined that it is huge. ??

Yan Zhaoge heard from Fu Ting that it was actually Miao Feifeng's Sky Rider.

Emperor Jin refined many undefeated red lotuses into a boat riding the wind, so it became what it is today.

It is worth mentioning that the source of Fu Ting's rare treasure, the Red Lotus Tribulation, is the Undefeated Red Lotus.

The Red Lotus Sky Boat can be regarded as one of Miao Feifeng's signatures.

The current appearance is that Tianzhou is no longer moving, hovering in the void of the universe, and the essence of fire diffuses outwards, thus reshaping the shape of the red lotus, and the Shenzhou is hidden in the red lotus.

There are many plain clouds around, indicating that there are Miaofei peak masters who are proficient in Taisu Wuquan sitting on the boat.

Yan Zhaoge put away the jade talisman that looked like a flame and a red lotus, and walked towards the huge red lotus in the distance.

At this moment, the time for the two great emperors to fight is approaching.

In the surrounding area, many warriors from the upper world gathered to watch the excitement.

Judging from this appearance, Emperor Jinxiu and Yinghuoji had no intention of clearing the field and driving away people.

Yan Zhaoge observed as he walked, and without making any moves, he would not be able to recognize most of the people.

However, at this moment, Yan Zhaoge felt that someone was staring at him.

Following the other person's gaze, he saw a girl in yellow clothes staring him up and down with a pair of big eyes.

Seeing Yan Zhaoge looking over, the girl was slightly embarrassed, but she didn't move her gaze away, and still looked at Yan Zhaoge.

Beside the girl in yellow, stood a few people who seemed to be her elders from the same sect.

These few people are all full of energy, with a powerful aura exuding from all over their bodies, they don't look like ordinary people.

Especially for a middle-aged man, seemingly ordinary, but hard to ignore.

The first time Yan Zhaoge saw him, he was almost certain that he was stronger than the head of the Yaoshan School, Liu Xiangtong, whom he had met just now.

And it's more than a little bit stronger!

The middle-aged man smiled apologetically at Yan Zhaoge, then frowned and glanced at the girl in yellow beside him: "Yu Luo, don't be rude."

The girl in yellow shrank her neck, but still didn't look away, mumbling: "It should be the one from Guangcheng Mountain."

The middle-aged man reprimanded softly: "Then you can't stare at others so rudely."

"Oh..." The girl in yellow pursed her lips, and then said, "Uncle Master, I want to ask him about Sister Feng."

The middle-aged man said helplessly: "How can you be so presumptuous to ask others about things?"

Yan Zhaoge's heart moved, he stepped forward, and said with a smile: "Are you all busy? Forgive Yan's blind eyes, we seem to have never met before."

"But the Young Master Sun Yao of Huangjiahai Guangcheng Mountain in the southeast Yangtian Realm, Mr. Yan Zhaoge Yan?" The middle-aged man corrected his expression, and cupped his hands at Yan Zhaoge: "We are Yun Pavilion in the northern Xuantian Realm. Shan Xuan stays under the door."

Yan Zhaoge blinked.

Xuantian Realm in the north, Yunge Mountain, Xuanliuguan.

The name Yan Zhaoge was no stranger.

It is now under the Northern Supreme sect.

"I'm Yan Zhaoge, that's right, everyone is welcome." Yan Zhaoge also cupped his hands and returned the salute, and then his eyes fell on the girl in yellow: "I don't know what to teach?"

The middle-aged man smiled wryly, and first introduced himself: "My surname is Zeng, Zeng Mo, these are my classmates."

He also looked at the girl in yellow: "This is my nephew, Guan Yuluo."

Yan Zhaoge noticed long ago that none of the Xuanliu observers present were weak in cultivation.

For example, Zeng Mo, who is the leader, is the eighth-fold martial sage, a strong man in the mid-stage of Xianqiao.

Yan Zhaoge had never met him, but as soon as he signed up, Yan Zhaoge remembered that he had heard his name mentioned by Mu Jun, Chen Zhiliang and others in Jinting Mountain.

Bei Tianqi, Zeng Mo.

Under Xuanliu Guan's sect, he is the Supreme Disciple of the North.

There are countless tyrannical figures in the Xuantian Realm in the north, and they used to be known as the top powerhouses in the Mesozoic Era in the Upper Realm along with Lin Hanhua in the Yangtian Realm in the southeast.

It looks ordinary on the outside, but it is actually a giant.

Although they are both martial saints,

Xianqiao is in the middle stage, but Liu Xiangtong has almost no chance of winning against him.

Except for Zeng Mo, the Xuanliu martial arts observers here are also not bad, the lowest level is to see the martial arts.

The only exception is the girl in yellow, she is not even a martial saint, she is only in the realm of a great master.

Such a great master, standing among a group of martial arts saints, is extremely conspicuous.

Although as long as they can guarantee their own safety, anyone can come to watch the peak duel between the great emperors.

But no matter what, there are still the minimum requirements. A martial artist whose cultivation level is too low, let alone understand the mystery of the confrontation between the two powerhouses, can't even see the movements clearly.

Zeng Mo and the others controlled the distance and didn't get too close to the battlefield. It would be no problem to take care of Guan Yuluo comprehensively.

But when Guan Yuluo watched this decisive battle, it was meaningless to her, and she would gain nothing.

"However, if the surname is Guan..." Seeing Zeng Mo's strict but doting attitude towards Guan Yuluo, Yan Zhaoge gradually understood.

The Supreme Being of the North is surnamed Guan.

At this time, Yan Zhaoge came before him, and Guan Yuluo also straightened his expression, showing all manner of courtesy: "Hello, Mr. Yan, please don't take offense at the rudeness just now."

"No problem." Yan Zhaoge said with a smile, "Is there anything wrong?"

Guan Yuluo said: "That's right, Mr. Yan, do you have any news about Feng Yunsheng and sister Feng?"

Yan Zhaoge wondered, "Do you know Yun Sheng?"

Hearing Yan Zhaoge's address to Feng Yunsheng, Zeng Mo and the others were slightly moved.

"A few days ago, I was walking alone and encountered some troubles. Thanks to Sister Feng, I was able to escape." Guan Yuluo said: "But then Sister Feng was lost again. I went to the mountain gate of your sect to look for it, but Sister Feng did not return to the mountain. I don't know, Mr. Yan, have you seen her recently?"

Yan Zhaoge looked at Guan Yuluo playfully.

Feng Yunsheng retreated for a period of time, and successfully broke through the final hurdle. Anyone who became a saint became the third person of his generation to step into the holy realm after Yan Zhaoge and Xu Fei.

The Beiming avatar is still on the mountain, so Yan Zhaoge already knows the situation.

After Fan became a saint, Feng Yunsheng finally bid farewell to his teacher and embarked on the path he wanted to take.

However, judging from the time, she should have left the mountain not long ago.

Unexpectedly, when I just went out for a walk, I encountered such a thing.

Out of the consideration of protecting herself and her teacher, Feng Yunsheng walked outside and would not reveal her identity easily.

How to deal with it, what to say to whom, Yan Zhaoge believes that Feng Yunsheng can grasp it clearly.

After all, Feng Yunsheng is not a fledgling who has just debuted, and has a lot of travel experience.

The girl in yellow in front of her knew the origin of Feng Yunsheng's name, which meant that she had a very good impression on Feng Yunsheng.

"Yan was not in the Upper Realm before, and has just returned from the outer space, and has not seen Yun Sheng yet." Yan Zhaoge replied truthfully, "Where did you meet before?" 8