Living in the dreamland, Yan Zhaoge's eyes are clear, he discards the false and preserves the true.
He stepped forward, as if riding the wind and breaking through the waves, breaking through the fog in front of him.
In just one step, Yan Zhaoge appeared in front of Wang Guan, as if seeing nothing in the illusion.
He dropped his palm, but Wang Guan in front of him was like a phantom.
There are only phantoms, but he himself does not seem to exist here.
Yan Zhaoge's palm seemed to pass through Wang Guan's figure, as if it fell into an empty space.
"Since I have woken up from a dream today, why bother to sleep again?" Yan Zhaoge looked calm and composed, his palm paused in mid-air, and pressed on the top of the phantom's head.
In his palm, there seemed to be a whirlpool.
While the vortex was spinning, stirring up the surrounding mist, phantoms emerged one after another, and then were attracted to gather towards the bottom of Yan Zhaoge's palm!
Singer Yanzhao's palm continued to fall, and the "Wang Guan" under the palm was safe and sound.
But in the surrounding fog, there was a muffled hum.
The real Wang Guan stumbled and wobbled, and his whole body was shaking like water ripples.
He gritted his teeth, pinching the method with one hand to stand in front of his chest, and pointing the other finger to the center of his brow.
The gap between his brows split, and then spread, and even Wang Guan's figure was also shattered.
The action is tantamount to self-inflicted suicide, but it is an action that turns truth into falsehood, reality into illusion, and tries to forcibly erase the actual damage he has suffered.
However, although Wang Guan tried his best, he could still feel Yan Zhaoge's surging power coming continuously, destroying his vitality.
The Immortal Great Dream Tianzun took a deep breath, his eyes became determined.
Almost at the same time, right in front of Yan Zhaoge, that phantom-shaped "Wang Guan" made a bold move at this moment!
Illusion becomes real at this time, and false becomes true.
Wang Guanxing took a risky fight, raised his palms together, and hit Yan Zhaoge's heart by surprise.
However, Yan Zhaoge stood still and did not move, surrounded by auspicious clouds, Wang Guan's palm could not touch his body at all.
Wang Guan's face was calm, and the palms of his hands shook like water waves again, intending to turn Yan Zhaoge's auspicious cloud into a fake and open the way for his own attack.
Although, he knew he had no chance...
Yan Zhaoge's movements never changed, he just stood still, then stretched out his palm and slapped it down.
This time Wang Guan couldn't avoid it any longer, and his head was crushed by Yan Zhaoge's palm!
The mist that enveloped the fairy court dissipated in an instant.
"It's better to sleep, it's better to sleep..." Wang Guan's voice became tired and lazy again, getting louder and smaller, gradually inaudible.
Yan Zhaoge said indifferently: "Let's go."
After sending Qusu, the number one Buddha of the White Lotus Pure Land to extinction eight hundred years ago, Yan Zhaoge killed the number one Luo Wangguan in the Immortal Court today.
The two great arrogances of heretics, old enemies of each other, have fallen into the hands of the same person so far.
When Wang Guan and Yan Zhaoge fought against each other, the other big Luo celestial beings in Xianting fled away one after another, seeking to escape.
But as soon as they made a move, a figure swayed in front of them, showing the appearance of Yan Zhaoge!
One in front of each person will never fail.
The Tai Sui Tianzun Yin Jiao looked at Yan Zhaoge in front of him with a look of regret: "This day has finally come."
"Your Majesty's Fantian Seal, just accept it." After Yan Zhaoge said, he raised his hand.
It seems to hold up a big seal, and it seems to hold up a world.
Then the sky collapsed, the sky fell, the two instruments were turned upside down, and the whole world of creation seemed to be turned upside down.
No matter how Yin Jiao dodges, it seems that he can't escape the power of overthrowing the world.
It is Yuqing's direct descendant of Fantianshu, the purest Fantianyin!
At this moment, Yin Jiao seemed to see the shadow of his master Guang Chengzi, who died in the Great Destruction, faintly visible.
And the Heavenly Seal in front of him is even stronger than when Guangcheng Tianzun was at his peak in the past!
The strongest Yishifan Tianyin in history!
It is even more powerful than Guangcheng Tianzun's combination of the Supreme Treasure Fantian Seal and the Juxue Fan Tianyin!
A palm fell, and the Tai Sui Tianzun Yin Jiao's body was gone!
Not even dross and ashes remained.
At the same time, Wenhuang Haotian Great Emperor Lu Yue also faced another Yan Zhaoge.
"Master of the Plague Department, please." Yan Zhaoge said lightly.
Lu Yue said with a sullen face: "Since I chose this path, there is no need to mention the past. Lu's skills are not as good as others, and he deserves to suffer this disaster today, but he will never stand still!"
He showed his three heads and six arms, holding treasures such as Xingtian Seal, Plague Bell, Fixed Plague Banner, Pointing Plague Sword and so on, and attacked Yan Zhaoge.
"Even if Wuliang Tianzun will leave you a seat after transcending, you still have the ability to snatch the seat from Wang Guan and Yin Jiao, but..." Yan Zhaoge looked at Lu Yue and pointed casually: "Your lifespan is only one yuan. , even if Wuliang Tianzun is detached, can you really wait until that day? It is more likely to be cheaper for your juniors, right?"
With Yan Zhaoge's finger, treasures such as the Shaped Sky Seal and Shaped Plague Banner in Lu Yue's hands broke into pieces one after another without functioning.
Lu Yue was able to sit on the throne of the Lord of the Plague Department with Yuan Xianxiu in the Heavenly Court Shrine before the Great Destruction of the past year, which is an amazing feat.
But at this moment, all struggles are in vain.
Yan Zhaoge lightly touched Lu Yue's forehead with his fingers.
The seemingly slow movements, but Lu Yue seemed to have been immobilized, and could only watch Yan Zhaoge pointing.
Then, a blood hole suddenly appeared on his forehead, like a deflated rubber ball, and he immediately fell silent.
Yan Zhaoge's figure covered the fairy court at this moment, flickering.
None of the heretic Da Luo Tianzun present at the scene was spared, and all of them fell into his hands.
It is difficult to climb a big Luo, even heretics are no exception.
However, thousands of years have passed, and since the death of Zhao Jiang, Yu Hualong, King Inspiration and others, new Daluo Tianxians have been added to the fairy court over the years. Although the number is still limited, newcomers have finally emerged.
To transform the Nine Serenities group of demons, among them there is no lack of demon masters at the Daluo level.
But today, they were all beaten to death one by one by Yan Zhaoge.
When Yan Zhaoge stopped, there was only one person in front of him.
An old acquaintance.
"Brother Jiang Dao, it's been a long time." Yan Zhaoge looked at the old man in front of him.
Impressively, it was Jiang Shen, the Earth Emperor who was the head of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors of the Upper Realm many years ago, Tuyao Zhen Xing Shangzun.
Many years ago, in order to avenge Nie Jingshen and Yu Ye, Yan Zhaoge killed He Mian and made a big disturbance in the fairy court with the golden body of the great sage.
Afterwards, as revenge, Xianting annexed the Upper Realm.
In a blink of an eye, many years have passed.
After Yan Zhaoge left the Upper Realm in the past, now seeing Jiang Shen again, things are different.
The other party suffered a catastrophe in the fairy court and was converted into a heretic. Jiang Shen, who had just ascended to the realm of Taixu Yuanxian, now uses the method of the heretic to become the Da Luo Tianxian of the fairy court.
Just now since Yan Zhaoge appeared, Jiang Shen looked calm and stood still, neither facing Yan Zhaoge like Wang Guan, nor fleeing like Lu Yue, Yin Jiao and others.
He stood there like an outsider, waiting quietly for Yan Zhaoge to come to him.