Nine Hundred and Fifty Six. The Broken Wings of the Phoenix

Hearing Yan Zhaoge's question, Zhuang Zhaohui was obviously taken aback.

When he came back to his senses, he couldn't help but feel a little weird.

Staring at Yan Zhaoge in a daze for a moment, Zhuang Zhaohui seemed angry but not angry, half smiling but not smiling: "I remembered, Meng Wan was born in the same lower realm as you, and her teacher in the lower realm is Guangcheng for you. Will the mountain be destroyed?"

"Who's her father, who's her father... Ha! Who's her father?"

Zhuang Zhaohui laughed suddenly: "You don't want to know."

"But you'll soon find out!"

His smile was full of sarcasm: "Soon!"

Zhuang Zhaohui stared at Yan Zhaoge: "I really want to see what your expression will be when you know it, but now I'm telling you, it's not that fun anymore."

"Oh?" Yan Zhaoge didn't get angry when he heard that, "Since that's the case, then you should leave with regret."

After all, he grabbed the flame, and with one finger together, he crushed the flame!

Zhuang Zhaohui's face gradually dissipated in the flames.

But there was still a happy expression on his face, and he shouted loudly: "Yan Zhaoge, I will wait for you below, that day is not far away, very soon! Very soon!"

"Although you didn't tell me anything, from what you said, I can roughly tell that Meng Wan was safe and sound after being taken away by you." Yan Zhaoge's lips twitched lightly: "This is actually enough. "

Zhuang Zhaohui let out a stern roar: "Little thief surnamed Yan, let me see how you die!"

"Then it's not something you should worry about." Yan Zhaoge chuckled, exerting strength with five fingers, completely extinguishing the flame.

The vigorous vitality withered at this moment, and Zhuang Zhaohui's vitality was cut off.

Yan Zhaoge took out the jade slip and looked at it: "This kind of martial artist who has practiced a special martial arts method and has a strong vitality is really troublesome to kill."

However, Yu Jian didn't respond this time.

Zhuang Zhaohui's own phoenix nirvana has been exhausted, and the preparation methods left by his father Zhuang Shen have also been dissolved.

No matter how vigorous Zhuang Zhaohui is, he will go to see Hades thoroughly this time.

The fact that Zhuang Zhaohui was beheaded here also indicated that Yan Zhaoge's enmity with Guangcheng Mountain and Southern Supreme Master Zhuang Shen had reached a new level.

Yan Zhaoge's mood was very calm, without sorrow or joy, he took the sun seal and jade slips, turned his head to look at Ah Hu and Panpan, and said with a smile: "Search this Yuan Temple one last time, we can go now .”

Although the time between the two sides was very short, Yan Zhaoge solved Zhuang Zhaohui and the two, but the power of mobilization is not weak.

The impact of the battle caused the entire Zongyuan Temple to be affected and crumbling.

After all, it has been abandoned for many years, and it is not as strong and powerful as it used to be.

There are still many treasures and elixirs stored in the temple.

However, after the catastrophe of that year and the erosion of a long time, most of the inventory has decayed.

But even so, there are still many precious treasures among the remaining things.

Some of these things, in the eyes of most people, are ordinary and of limited value.

But in Yan Zhaoge's eyes, there is a missing piece to turn decay into magic, waste into treasure.

After tidying up the things that caught the eye here, Yan Zhaoge returned to the main hall with Ah Hu and Panpan.

After saluting again to the statue of the Patriarch of the Three Qing Dynasty, Yan Zhaoge came to the incense table and looked at the talisman patterns written on the yellow scarf and cinnabar on it.

"Oh, are you leaving?"

Because the people in Wutongpo first suffered the attack of Zongyuan Temple's prohibition of three tribulations, the second group of people behind the Sanzu Mountain Hall felt much more relaxed.

Although the Three Tribulations are terrifying, it also reduces the continuity virtually.

However, seeing Zhuang Zhaohui's two phoenixes nirvana, but because of this, they were restrained by the guardians, the hearts of the people in Sanzu Mountain thumped.

The rest of Wutongpo's army was wiped out, but two immortal bridge martial saints survived, and their strength was not bad.

There are already two groups of people who have come first, and both are very powerful.

The first batch of three-legged mountain warriors, including the head of this faction, were more or less fortunate. After hesitation, the second batch of three-legged mountain warriors finally chose to give up and try to leave this cave that caused them heavy losses.

At this moment, the law enforcement restraint weakened, allowing them to escape successfully.

Yan Zhaoge shook his head with a smile, and led A'hu and Panpan out of the hall alone.

Feeling the flow of spiritual energy here, Yan Zhaoge couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly: "Someone opened another door, it seems that Zhuang Zhaohui and the others came in through the newly opened door, it's just..."

It's just that, the portal that he and the three-legged mountain warrior had previously entered from the barren sea was closed due to this, and it was difficult to open it again.

This means that if Yan Zhaoge, or those three-legged mountain warriors want to return to the Upper Realm, they also need to take the same path that Zhuang Zhaohui and the others came in.

Needless to say, the other end of the exit is mostly on the ground of Yantian Realm in the south.

Yan Zhaoge laughed, and stepped out of the Taoist temple. After roughly identifying the direction, he walked towards the big lake where Wutongpo and the others came in.

As soon as I arrived at the lake, I saw a few figures, and I was just about to enter the lake. Looking at the clothes and the martial arts attainments, they were the three-legged mountain warriors.

Seeing Yan Zhaoge's appearance, the other party's expression changed slightly.

They muttered in their hearts, not knowing what was going on in the view.

Yan Zhaoge, on the other hand, was not polite, and walked directly in front of those three-legged mountain warriors, and with a lift of his palm, he would strike out the Heavenly Seal!

"You..." The elder Sanzushan who was leading was about to speak when a strong wind rushed towards his face, forcing him to shut up.

Even though he was the seventh level martial saint and had the cultivation base of Xianqiao's early stage, he was unable to stop Yan Zhaoge's Tianyin Wushuang's immense power, and he was beaten back with only one blow, vomiting blood.

Yan Zhaoge kept pressing down his palms all the way, as if the sky was collapsing.

Driven by Yan Zhaoge's palm, the whole world twisted and collapsed towards the center of the lake.

The three-legged mountain warrior did not dare to resist, and hurriedly fled to the boundary channel at the bottom of the lake.

But under Yan Zhaoge's palm, many people were still directly shot to death!

Only two people were seriously injured and spurted blood, barely saved one life, and fled into the entrance of the boundary passage by rolling and crawling.

Yan Zhaoge sat on Panpan's back with a leisurely expression.

Panpan unhurriedly stepped forward with four paws, and followed closely into the boundary passage.

Seeing this, the two Sanzu Mountain elders were startled and terrified: "This is Yan Zhaoge? It's really fierce! Have the sect master and others fallen into his hands?"

Go through the boundary channel and reach the exit on the other side.

Here, there are people blocking the way.

People from Yantian Realm in the South, Wutong Slope of Fengyi Mountain.

Zhuang Zhaohui and others went to Zongyuan Guandong Mansion, but there were other fellow guards at the entrance here.

Seeing the two Sanzushan elders appearing, the expressions of the Wutongpo warriors who stayed behind changed: "Who are they?"

"Go fast! Go fast!" The two Sanzushan elders said in unison, fleeing like crazy.

But they were seriously injured, and they were unable to move. They were stopped by Wutongpo warriors, and the eyes of the two were so anxious that they said, "If you don't want to die, get out of the way!"

Wutongpo warrior heard the words and was furious: "What a big tone!"

The raging fire turned into blades all over the sky, and slashed at the two of them.

The two three-legged mountain elders were about to cry, but the looming terrifying aura behind them was getting closer and closer!