The speed at which Yan Zhaoge's cultivation base increased made Yun Zhengdao startled.
In addition to improving his speed with his cultivation base, Yan Zhaoge's strength is even more admirable.
Taoist Yun Zheng asked himself, if he hadn't been injured, under normal circumstances, he would be able to clean up the two emperors and three emperors in front of him with little effort.
But he is very clear that the strength shown by Yan Zhaoge in lifting weights as light as they are right now is just the tip of the iceberg.
If the two of them fight against each other, Daoist Yun Zheng, who has already combined his four qi, really has no confidence in being able to resist Yan Zhaoge, who has just entered the Xuanxian realm and has two qi combined.
According to common sense, in most cases, the higher the level of cultivation, the closer the powerhouses of the same level tend to be.
Because any strong man who can reach a high position is the best out of thousands of troops.
When they were young, which one was not an amazing genius, a generation of arrogance
In the fairyland, there is indeed a difference between the strong and the weak among the powerful masters of the same realm.
But that is a relatively small number of existence after all.
And like Yan Zhaoge, who always maintains an almost complete overlooking of opponents of the same realm, is even a minority among the few.
What is particularly concerning is that he seems to never bottom out...
Taoist Yun Zheng is such a seasoned and well-informed veteran powerhouse, he can't help thinking at this moment: "Yan Zhaoge, where is your limit?"
"It's enough to keep one alive." Yan Zhaoge turned his head and smiled at the crowd at this moment: "What's more, what I'm more interested in is that they mentioned that there seems to be a heavenly king nearby."
While speaking, he threw aside the Immortal Court Emperor whose neck had been broken.
In the other hand, he still held the black dragon.
Although this black dragon is also a rebellious and stubborn generation, but seeing several of his comrades die in the Yanzhao singer without a sound, his aura was taken away by him, he was speechless for a while.
"You two, what did you find?" Yan Zhaoge looked at Kun Ningzi and Bai Tao.
After Bai Tao received the Kaiyuan Sword, he said solemnly: "It seems to be a clue left by Master Long's uncle."
After that, he stretched out his hand to touch the void.
A light screen-like existence appeared in the void, and several complex and mysterious talismans were reflected on the light haze.
Yan Zhaoge took a glance to identify and decipher the meaning contained in these talismans.
Standing by the side, Kun Ningzi looked at his opponent who had fought hard just now, the black dragon that Yan Zhaoge had captured and beaten back to its original shape, and couldn't help smiling wryly, turning his head to look at Taoist Yun Zheng.
In the past, when Bi Youtian confronted the upper realm in the Daomen universe, Taoist Yun Zheng once warned several of their juniors that the real immortals in the upper realm should especially beware of the empress Xie Mingkong and those who later opened the fairy gate. Chen Qianhua.
When you meet these two people, you should retreat as soon as you see them. It's not shameful. If it's not a last resort, there's no need to force your face, otherwise you will only suffer in vain.
Looking back now, at the time, this warning cannot be miscalculated.
It's a pity that Taoist Yun Zheng didn't expect that more shocking figures would soon appear in the upper world at that time.
And the most terrifying one is Yan Zhaoge!
Living in an era with such a person, for any warrior with dignity and pursuit, compared with the honor of witnessing the legend, I am afraid that it is more oppressive.
It's just that with the passage of time, as the legend became more and more shocking, the depression in Kun Ningzi's heart finally dissipated slowly.
"You can't be envious, you can't be jealous, you can't catch up..." Sensing Kun Ningzi's gaze, Taoist Yun Zheng looked over and said with a voice transmission with a smile.
Kun Ningzi sighed, nodded and remained silent.
"It's indeed Master Long's uncle!" Yan Zhaoge lifted his spirits.
After analyzing the meaning of the mysterious talisman, it can be confirmed that it was left by Long Xingquan.
With the help of the clues contained in the talisman, there is some hope to find the lost Long Xingquan.
Yan Di and Taoist Yun Zheng who were next to him also cheered up: "Where is it?"
"Follow me." Yan Zhaoge swept the sleeves of his robe, tidied up the battlefield just now, led the way first, and led everyone to a distant place.
While walking on the road, he tried to inform HD Xuan.
Although there is a clue to find Long Xingquan, it is not yet known when Long Xingquan left this clue, and the time and space outside the territory are intricate, and under the intertwining and folding, it may be the end of the world.
So Yan Zhaoge and others rushed at full speed and traveled for a long time before they made a further discovery.
The power fluctuations that shook the universe came from a piece of space, and the movement was much bigger than when Kun Ningzi, Bai Tao and the others fought against the enemy just now.
The dark red sword light on Yan Zhaoge's body flashed, and in a flash, his speed suddenly increased to another level in an instant. He took the lead and rushed straight towards the battlefield ahead.
In the dark void in front of him, a bright cloud gradually appeared.
In the red clouds, from time to time, majestic and lofty sword lights lit up, which seemed ordinary, but when the sword fell, the red clouds would disperse.
However, although the red cloud dissipated, new ones were born quickly and filled continuously.
The mysterious sound of Dao Lun can be heard endlessly, coming from the bright sea of clouds.
When Kun Ningzi and Bai Tao heard the sound of Dao Lun, their eyes suddenly became dull, as if they lost focus.
That bright cloud is clearly a vision made by a primordial immortal manifesting his own immortal primordial essence.
Under the sound of Dao Lun, it affected Xuan Xian and suppressed the warriors below Xuan Xian.
"Sure enough, it's a heavenly monarch from the Immortal Court." Yan Zhaoge seemed unaffected, his figure was enveloped by the dark red sword light, and he continued to accelerate towards the opponent!
The master of the sword light shrouded by the red cloud is none other than Long Xingquan.
He was seriously injured because of the destruction of the Zhuxian Formation back then, but when he used his swordsmanship, it was undoubtedly another world compared to Bai Tao, who was in the realm of the Supreme Martial Saint.
Even if it was Long Xingquan, who was oppressive in the realm of the heretic Heavenly Monarch, he still couldn't do anything to get seriously injured.
Even if it wasn't for him not being afraid of Xuanxian Xiangang in the realm of the five qi, he would have to say something about the result.
That is to say, relying on multiple conveniences, he has been fighting with Long Xingquan just now to prevent him from getting away.
He originally intended to wait for reinforcements from other strong men in his family's fairy court to arrive, but unexpectedly, a fierce god waited for him.
"Uncle Long Master heals his injuries by himself, so don't leave hidden dangers and damage the foundation of vitality." Yan Zhaoge said while eating, the two fingers stood side by side like swords, and the fingertips shone like a knife cutting tofu. Cut away the bright sea of clouds in front of you.
The majestic sword light in the sea of clouds converged, revealing the figure of Long Xingquan.
Although his face was pale and weak, Long Xingquan's expression was still relaxed, and he still thought to ask: "What is the ending of the Wutu Demon? What happened to your fellow disciples?"
"The demon of Wutu has re-entered and extinguished, Jun'er and the others are not in danger of their lives." Yan Zhaoge also replied with a smile.
While talking to Long Xingquan, he stretched out both hands, grabbed the shining cloud, and violently tore it on both sides!
The hands that seemed to be tearing apart the sky suddenly tore the shining sea of clouds into pieces of streamer.