Hai Zhengjie's body was lit up with spiritual light, and his medium-grade spiritual armor was working to protect his body.
But Yan Zhaoge didn't care about this, and the two giant hands that covered the sky transformed by the true essence continued to close together, and the terrifying power made the armor transformed by the spiritual light continuously vibrate and shake.
Hai Zhengjie's injury was not serious. Thanks to the spiritual guards in his armor, he mustered up his energy and strengthened himself.
Although the blood dragon transformed by his true essence was forcibly defeated by Yan Zhaoge, the secret method of blood dragon spit beads is still in effect.
As the true energy surged, it turned into blood, gushing out from various acupuncture points on Hai Zhengjie's body.
It was as if the real blood dried up and solidified on the body, turning into pieces of dragon scales.
Unlike before when he manifested the blood dragon and released his power, at this moment Hai Zhengjie collected all his strength in himself to form a strong defense.
The crimson light continued to converge and condense, and the bloody dragon scales gradually turned black, extremely heavy and strong.
Hai Zhengjie's whole body was covered with blood-colored dragon scales, as if he had transformed into a dragon from a human being. It was the Black Blood Dragon Scale Body, the blood dragon sect's unique defensive skill for body refining and body protection.
The black-blooded dragon's scales were fully integrated, and they were integrated with the defensive power of the middle-grade spiritual armor, helping Hai Zhengjie to resist Yan Zhaoge's two giant palms that seemed to squeeze the sky and the earth.
At this time, Hai Zhengjie finally took a breath.
He looked at Yan Zhaoge, and asked with difficulty: "Who is your Excellency? Why did you help Bai Jingkang and his wife from Changli Mountain to fight against our Blood Dragon Sect?"
Yan Zhaoge smiled: "Although we don't live in the same world, I share Changli Mountain, and we feel a bit like incense. The sect I came from is called Guangcheng Mountain."
From Yan Zhaoge's heart, the first thing to consider is Hongxia chalcedony, which is produced in the great sea world, no matter whether you ask Changli Mountain or the Blood Dragon School, the effect will not be too bad.
In fact, it doesn't matter who you help, you can do whatever you want, but the behavior of the black-robed old man made Yan Zhaoge make a decision.
Since the opponent wants to fight, it's okay to fight.
But now that he has made a move with the Blood Dragon faction, Yan Zhaoge doesn't mind finding a reason for talking with the Changli Mountain couple later.
"Guangcheng Mountain... Changli Mountain..." Hearing this, Hai Zhengjie almost turned his back: "The Five Sacred Mountains of Taoism were just legends before the Great Destruction. Could it be that Your Excellency is really the descendant of the Guangcheng Mountain Dojo before the Great Destruction?"
"But even so, the sect of Changli Mountain in our Canghai Great World definitely established its sect after the Great Destruction. However, taking the name of Changli Mountain has nothing to do with the Taoist Five Sacred Mountains before the Great Destruction!"
Yan Zhaoge's heart is a coincidence, and so is our sect. At best, the inheritance of martial arts is developed on the basis of the Taoist sect.
The black-robed old man and the other four Blood Dragon Sect warriors also turned slightly blue when they heard the words.
The couple who controlled the black and white sword light, the Changli Mountain warriors, Bai Jingkang and Wang Bing, felt extremely lucky in their hearts.
But after hearing Hai Zhengjie's words, Bai Jingkang and his wife felt a little uneasy again.
As Hai Zhengjie said, they grew up from the mountain, and they were the sects that grew up in the sea and the world after the Great Destruction, and slowly developed.
Singer Yanzhao kept moving, but he kept his palms together, squeezing Hai Zhengjie so hard that he couldn't move.
"Whether it has anything to do with the Changli Mountain Dojo before the Great Destruction or not, at least this name sounds very pleasant to my ears." Yan Zhaoge said nonchalantly.
Hai Zhengjie and the others wanted to cry but had no tears.
What's the point of meeting someone who does things according to his mood, his personal likes and dislikes
Money can't buy happiness.
Hai Zhengjie said with difficulty: "Forget it, I am inferior to others today. Since Your Excellency protects Bai Jingkang and his wife, we will not make things difficult for them."
Yan Zhaoge looked at him, and said indifferently: "Why didn't you guys be so polite before you made the move just now? Before you made the move, if I had been weaker, I would have died at your hands together with that couple."
"At other times, maybe I'll think about it." Yan Zhaoge looked up at the entrance of the unstable boundary passage on the sky: "Today is tight, I don't have time to greet you, ashes to ashes, dust to dust."
Saying that, Singer Yanzhao suddenly stepped down again.
Hai Zhengjie was shocked: "You..."
Before he finished speaking, a sudden change occurred between Yan Zhaoge's palms.
Before, both hands cast Guangcheng Tianzhang together, and the earth-shaking forces merged together to squeeze Hai Zhengjie.
But at this moment, the power to overthrow the world has suddenly disappeared, and at this moment, the world seems to have ceased to exist together.
The world seems to be going back to before the world first opened, everything is still in a state of chaos.
There is no yin and no yang, no before and no future, no beginning and no end, no movement and no fixation.
Yan Zhaoge looked calm, and continued to close his palms towards the middle.
In the next instant, chaos exploded!
It seems that everything is contained in the chaos, and then the chaos is shattered, and the universe reopens!
The boundless and tyrannical powerful force blatantly smashed through Hai Zhengjie's defenses!
When Yan Zhaoge put his palms together, the power seemed to be infinite, and Hai Zhengjie's body was crushed continuously amidst Hai Zhengjie's miserable cries.
Seeing this, the black-robed old man and other ignorant Blood Dragon Sect warriors were immediately startled and angry.
After finishing Hai Zhengjie, Yan Zhaoge turned his head and saw the black-robed old man fleeing together towards the entrance of the boundary passage above his head.
"Duh!" Yan Zhaoge stood on the spot without moving, a blue light shot out from the cuff of his right hand and flew straight into the sky.
The blue light seems to be integrated with the sky, but at the edge of the blue light, a line of crimson sharpness flashes, like a sharp crack in the sky.
Yan Zhaoge held the high-grade spiritual weapon Qingyuan sword, and the sword light was everywhere, setting off waves of death.
The couple Bai Jingkang and Wang Bing from Changli Mountain were dazzled as they watched from the sidelines.
The two looked at each other, both grateful and apprehensive: "The spiritual pulsation in this world is not suitable for my generation of qi practitioners. How can this young man have such a strong cultivation?"
At this moment, Yan Zhaoge sent a voice transmission to Feng Yunsheng, Xu Fei and the others: "The level of martial arts revival is not low, but the highest level will not be higher than our Eight Great Worlds."
"This grand master of the Yuanling has the best talent and strength among his peers, the top existence, but the spirit soldiers with him are still middle-grade spirit soldiers, which means that in the big world opposite, the top-grade spirit soldiers are the same as our eight great masters. Like the world, it is very scarce.”
"It may be limited by the level of refining equipment, or limited by resource reserves, but the pros and cons of warriors' portable weapons over there will not be higher than our Eight Great Worlds."
After finishing off the members of the Blood Dragon Sect, Yan Zhaoge descended from the sky, brought everyone to the side of Bai Jingkang and his wife, nodded and said, "You two, be polite."
Bai Jingkang and his wife didn't even dare to say anything, they looked at Yan Zhaoge with a vague sense of apprehension.