Hearing Yan Zhaoge's question, Tang Yonghao fell silent for a while.
Yan Zhaoge and Xu Fei were a little surprised when they noticed this, and Xu Fei asked, "Senior Brother Tang, do you know something?"
Tang Yonghao frowned and replied: "On the way here, I met other people and heard some rumors. It's not sure yet."
Yan Zhaoge said: "Why don't you talk about it first?"
Tang Yonghao glanced at Ye Chongzhou and Li Jingwan, sighed and didn't make a sound, but sent his voice to Yan Zhaoge and Xu Fei: "It is rumored that the person who went wrong was Bihaicheng who led the team to Qingzhe Lake this time. Elder Chen."
The face of that unruly old man in Bihai City emerged in Yan Zhaoge's mind: "Elder Chen?"
Tang Yonghao said: "It's not sure yet. Elder Chen seems to have disappeared. Only after he shows up can we find out the truth of the matter."
He was born in the Great Sun Sacred Sect, and his sect and Bihai City are mortal enemies, so it is not easy to make too many comments, and he himself is not a person who jumps to conclusions.
However, Yan Zhaoge still understood that what Tang Yonghao said meant that Elder Chen could not see anyone alive and dead body at this moment.
It's really inconceivable that such a veteran grand master disappeared.
"Being seduced by Jiuyou, there are more or less reasons. Like Liu Shengfeng, he has a tyrannical temperament, likes to torture others, and is suppressed by the sect's imprisonment." Yan Zhaoge rubbed his temples: "Grandmaster, especially He is a great master with a high level of cultivation, and his will is often firmer, and he is not easily swayed by Jiuyou."
"But it is also because of the firm will, once the mind changes, it will also appear more stubborn, stubborn and crazy."
Yan Zhaoge let out a long breath: "I don't know the reason for Elder Mo in Cangwu Mountain, but looking at him, he is obviously extreme and full of resentment. Elder Chen in Bihai City, although he looked a bit rebellious before Cranky, but ultimately open and aboveboard."
Tang Yonghao nodded when he heard the words, Xu Fei thought for a while, and said hesitantly: "Could it be because of his grandson?"
"Huh?" Yan Zhaoge was a little puzzled, while Tang Yonghao's face showed a bit of bewilderment.
Xu Fei explained: "Zhao Ge may not understand it well, because it happened relatively early. Elder Chen lost his son in his early years, and he only has one grandson under his knees, but he has always been weak and sick, and unable to practice martial arts. He can only take care of himself slowly. Getting weaker and weaker has become Elder Chen's biggest heart disease."
He sighed: "This happened a few years ago. In recent years, there has been no news, and I don't know... hey!"
"Is that so..." Yan Zhaoge nodded without saying anything.
His eyes looked into the distance, where, every battlefield was gradually deciding the winner.
There is no hope for Jiuyou's arrival, the demon realm is shattered and counterattacked, and the strongmen of Jueyuan have no hope of victory. Those who can escape start to flee, and those who cannot escape fight to the death on the spot.
The few who did not fall into the devil, after being captured alive, still had a chance of surviving.
Most of the remaining fallen demons, even if they were captured alive, would most likely be terminated after being forced to give information.
With the end of each battle, the change of Qingzhe Lake finally subsided gradually.
One after another, powerful auras began to approach the center of the lake again.
The first person to arrive was a white-haired old woman, with her back arched and coughing repeatedly, she looked very weak.
But Yan Zhaoge, Xu Fei, Tang Yonghao and others all knew that this old woman was the Grand Elder of Zhuolang Pavilion, one of the most powerful people in the whole Zeyu area.
When Zhang Yao saw the old woman, she cheered even more: "Master!"
Ruan Ping also saluted: "Disciple Ruan Ping has met Master Uncle."
The old woman looked at Zhang Yao with a look of kindness on her face.
Yan Zhaoge and others, including Ye Chongzhou, Li Jingwan and Xiao Yu, who were still seriously injured, also stepped forward to greet the old woman.
After listening to Ruan Ping and Zhang Yao's report, the old woman's eyes fell on Yan Zhaoge, and after a careful look, she said slowly: "It's very fortunate for Guangcheng."
Yan Zhaoge smiled: "Senior, I'm overwhelmed."
The old woman also smiled and said no more.
In the eyes of a person like her, Yan Zhaoge who disintegrated the Demon Realm formation is more worthy of attention than Yan Zhaoge who swept away many geniuses of the same age in the Tongtian Guild.
It is true that among his peers, he is better than other geniuses and monsters, which indicates that a young man has an unlimited future and the possibility of becoming a legend in the future.
However, with a mere grandmaster's cultivation base and outstanding soldiers, to intervene in a big event where a veteran grandmaster can play a decisive role, and succeed in one fell swoop, it shows that Yan Zhaoge's excellent eyesight, judgment, courage and talent have completely surpassed him. His current age and cultivation level.
At the master level, he can intervene in events that may affect the overall situation of the world, so what kind of situation will Yan Zhaoge stir up when his cultivation level is higher in the future
From another perspective, a genius who never dies is a real genius.
In all living beings, the proportion of geniuses and heroes is small, but under the condition of a huge population base, there are endless evil characters.
With the identity and age of an old woman, she has seen too many geniuses of all kinds in her life.
Not to mention others, to be able to reach today's status and cultivation, the old woman herself was not the proud daughter of heaven who led the group when she was young in that era
But there are countless heroes, and it will always be a limited few who can reach the high position in the end.
The big waves washed the sand, too many geniuses failed to reach the height that people expected, they should reach.
And deeds like Yan Zhaoge, in the eyes of the old woman, at least have a better chance to go to a higher and farther place than those young geniuses who are only talented in martial arts.
"There are successors to Guangcheng Mountain, now we will see if we can succeed." The old woman looked at Yan Zhaoge and admired in her heart.
Powerhouses from other holy places arrived one after another.
A purple-haired old man was an old man from Tianlei Palace. After finding out what was going on, he stared at Yan Zhaoge and remained silent for a long time.
A middle-aged man in the realm of a great master beside him frowned: "All the strong people in the abyss are restrained by us. This guy is just lucky. He succeeded in a sneak attack with the power of the fragments of the holy weapon, and there is no great master to stop him."
Hearing this, the purple-haired old man turned his head to look at the middle-aged man.
The old man didn't say a word, but it made the middle-aged man feel paralyzed all over his body, almost suffocated, and broke out in cold sweat.
Seeing that the middle-aged man was about to lose his hold, the purple-haired old man withdrew his gaze, and said lightly: "First of all, he didn't pick up the fragments of the holy weapon on the road, but he got them after defeating my disciples from the Heavenly Thunder Hall. Say, do you think you can defeat Lin Zhou in the mid-innate stage with your early-stage innate cultivation?"
"Then, I'll give you a fragment of a holy weapon. As a mid-innate master, how much power can you mobilize?"
"Finally, you have also seen the strength of the demonic formation. How many masters can be trapped in the demonic domain and can accurately find the core hub of the formation? Even if there are pieces of holy soldiers, if you want to shake the core of the formation, you need to make accurate judgments The timing of the operation of the formation is the only way to succeed in one blow, otherwise it will be a waste of the power of the holy soldier fragments."
The purple-haired old man looked at the middle-aged man: "Now you still think that this is just a matter of good luck, and it can be done by any other grandmaster warrior, as long as he has the fragments of the holy weapon?"
The middle-aged man's face was a little gray, and he bowed his head in silence.
The purple-haired old man said lightly: "It is true that we have restrained the strong men of Jueyuan, but without him, the gate of the Nine Serenities has been opened now, and the matter will have completely come to an end."
He looked at Yan Zhaoge, sighed and said, "From now on, in the eyes of this old man, you are no longer just Yan Di's son. Guangcheng Mountain Yan Zhaoge, this name, I will remember."
Not only the purple-haired old man, but all the powerhouses from the holy lands present were watching Yan Zhaoge.
From now on, the name of Guangcheng Mountain Yan Zhaoge is known to all.
No one in the world knows you!
Volume 3 The True Colors of Heroes