Looking at the increasingly violent black hurricane in the distance, Yan Zhaoge took a deep breath: "Ah Hu, sit on the lamp in the air, and calm the ritual with your own qi. ”

Ah Hu glanced into the distance with some concern, but still acted according to Yan Zhao Ge's orders.

He floated in the air and came to the top of the spring, and sat in the air above the golden lamp supported by two long poles.

A black tornado also appeared from Ah Hu's body, which was mixed with a faint purple gas, enveloping Tongchen Spring in the west.

Yan Zhaoge walked towards the black storm that swept in the distance.

In the black storm, the figure of an old man loomed, his face was gloomy, it was the old man of the Black Nightmare Mountain, Zheng Shuo.

Zheng Shuo's gaze was also fixed on Yan Zhaoge.

He did not go to the ice lake, but continued to try to find traces of Yan Zhaoge and Ah Hu on the snowfields of the extreme north.

I don't know whether to say that he is too lucky, or Yan Zhaoge is too unlucky, after many days of searching, Zheng Shuo really found Tongchen Spring here.

This time, Zheng Shuo didn't try to find anyone else to help.

Previously, he seriously reflected on the ice marrow of the leyline, and he exposed his intentions, so much so that Yan Zhaoge laid a trap and almost buried everyone in the ice cave.

Although he didn't go back to the Ice Lake, Zheng Shuo had also established some contact with the martial artists of the Heavenly Thunder Hall before, and he had received the news that Yan Zhao Ge's Saint Soldier Fragment had already been used in the Ice Lake, and the power consumption was huge, even if he still had spare strength, he was not afraid.

Therefore, this time, he had to do it directly, not giving Yan Zhaoge time to prepare and react.

The old man stepped into the air, looked at Yan Zhaoge coldly, turned his hands into claws, and grabbed them down together.

Then the terrifying Black Nightmare Storm fell from the sky and attacked Yan Zhaoge.

During the raging storm, it seemed to turn into a black tiger, a hundred feet long, rampaging through the heavens and the earth, fierce to the extreme.

Yan Zhaoge looked up at the opponent in front of him, it was also the Black Nightmare Divine Wind Technique and the Ghost Tiger Divine Claw, Zheng Shuo Shi spread out, much more fierce than Ah Hu.

This is a great master of the Yuan Spirit level who has successfully bred his own martial arts true spirit and refined into a yuan, old and strong.

The fragment of the Thunder Emperor's Eye had previously struck with all its might at the Ice Lake, directly blasting a Heavenly Thunder Hall Elder of the same level as Zheng Shuo to the ground.

The pillars of the Divine Palace are suppressing the icicles that freeze the remains of the true dragon at this moment.

However, Yan Zhaoge himself had recovered after so many days due to the loss caused by the Thunder Emperor's Eye fragment urging the Thunder of the Moment.

But a great grandmaster double, a martial artist who cultivated in the middle stage of Yunling, against an opponent who cultivated in the early stage of a great grandmaster and a fourth great master, an opponent who cultivated in the early stage of Yuan Ling, under normal circumstances, it was a hopeless thing.

At least, Ah Hu admits that he can't do it.

This opponent is not an ordinary martial artist, although the Black Tare Mountain has fallen and declined, its inheritance is still one of the top martial arts in the current Eight Great Worlds.

Zheng Shuo roared, and the fierce tiger transformed by the black true yuan pounced towards Yan Zhao Ge.

The tiger roared, and the speed was extremely fast, almost no worse than the Heavenly Thunder Hall elders of the same realm.

Before the destruction, the martial arts path of the Black Nightmare Mountain, in addition to the majestic atmosphere and fierce and fierce, was also known for its speed as fast as the wind.

Zheng Shuo showed the characteristics of it vividly and vividly in one claw.

Yan Zhaoge faced this powerful attack, his face did not change, and his body shook suddenly.

During the shaking, Yan Zhaoge's body disappeared in place in an instant.

A variety of martial arts that are known for their speed have been integrated in Yan Zhaoge at this moment.

With the Wuji Heavenly Book as the foundation, Yan Zhaoge is both majestic and domineering.

Under the effect of powerful explosive power, Yan Zhaoge instantly avoided the black tiger that pounced on him.

As soon as the black tiger pounced, it directly followed with a claw on the spot and grabbed Yan Zhaoge.

Zheng Shuo's expression was cold, Yan Zhaoge's cultivation strength was far superior to that of martial artists in the same realm, which he had already known.

But the all-out efforts of the Great Grandmaster of Yunling, for Zheng Shuo, who is the Great Grandmaster of Yuanling, is just a matter of doing it at will.

Changing tricks, Zheng Shuo is at ease.

What he was actually wary of was Yan Zhaoge's Divine Palace Pillar.

Although Zheng Shuo didn't know what it was, and he didn't know the specific situation, he heard that it was an extremely precious treasure, even if it was not as violent as the power of the Holy Soldier Fragment, but he was secretly careful.

But soon he found himself overthinking.

Before considering the treasures such as the fragment of the Thunder Emperor's Eye and the pillars of the Divine Palace, he first had to face the strength of Yan Zhaoge himself!

Faced with Zheng Shuo's sudden change of moves, Yan Zhaoge's expression was calm as usual.

Under the urging of the method of flicking his fingers and thundering, Yan Zhao Ge's speed of recovering qi was no slower than that of Zheng Shuo in the Yuan Spirit realm.

In a flash, his figure avoided Zheng Shuo's attack again, stepped on the void, his body was like lightning, and he directly let go of the tiger's claws, but instead bullied the black tiger's waist and abdomen.

In the sound of the dragon's groan, a turquoise sword light roared out from Yan Zhaoge's cuff.

Yan Zhao Ge's body and sword merged, and a sword slashed at the black tiger's waist!

Zheng Shuo was furious, and with a claw in the air, the body of the tiger transformed by the Black Nightmare Storm rose wildly, his waist and hips lifted, and he raised his claws to block Yan Zhaoge's sword light.

Yan Zhao Ge let out a long breath of turbid air, and the emerald sword light flickered, and suddenly without warning, it was suddenly retracted.

It seems that the dragon hides its head, and it is difficult to find a trace.

Yan Zhao Ge's body turned, and the thunder of his fingers urged the Cloud Dragon Hidden Sword Style, and then it exploded violently, and the Divine Dragon probed!

The sword light, which was even faster and more ferocious than before, slashed directly at the vital point between the waist and abdomen of the black tiger.

Zheng Shuo's eyes were gloomy, and his expression was a little more solemn.

Geniuses can fight beyond the level, even if it is a holy land-level inheritance, in the hands of different people, it will have different power.

Zheng Shuo, who was born in the Black Nightmare Mountain and is accustomed to seeing geniuses and heroes, naturally understands this.

But he found that the Yan Zhaoge in front of him not only could not be measured by the standards of ordinary people, but even the strength of those supreme geniuses in his inherent cognition was not enough to evaluate Yan Zhaoge!

Zheng Shuo found that he really couldn't think about the fragments of the Thunder Emperor's Eye or the pillars of the Divine Palace, otherwise he might have been planted here without waiting to see these treasures.

This Black Nightmare Mountain Relic Old Man had a violent temper, but he didn't think about retreating, but let out a long roar, and a black treasure knife suddenly appeared in his hand.

A knife fell, and the rolling black wind swept through the sky, covering Zheng Shuo's body, and then slashed towards Yan Zhaoge.

The black hurricane was completely condensed and compressed, turning into a black light, which instantly crossed the sky and arrived in front of Yan Zhaoge.

Everywhere the black light reached, the surrounding heaven and earth suddenly became silent, and the wind and clouds dispersed.

Just because of the place where the sword light passed, everything, including the air, was swept into the sword light together.

Yan Zhaoge, who was targeted by the sword light, felt that his body was difficult to move, as if he was sucked by a powerful force, and he was frozen in place, and he could only be stabbed in the head!

Ah Hu on Tongchen Spring looked at Yan Zhaoge nervously, and suddenly his expression changed slightly, and he turned his head to look in another direction.

In the wind and snow in the distance, a young man with a gloomy expression, a longbow flashing purple light in his hand, was bending his bow and arrows at this moment, aiming at this side.

Lin Zhou of the Heavenly Thunder Palace!

He acted with Zheng Shuo and did not return to the Glacier Lake! )