Yan Zhaoge looked at Huang Guanglie, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up: "The backers you found in the upper world, the Eight Great Worlds, in their eyes, are like a temporary cave mansion found in another courtyard. What they need is an obedient and kind A guard of ability, be their spokesperson, and help them take care of this world."
"You Da Ri Sheng Zong, because you got in touch with them, you took the lead, and they didn't hesitate to give you some benefits."
"But if you are unfit for training and the mud can't support the wall, the other party doesn't mind changing to a more capable agent."
"In the final analysis, it doesn't matter who the agents are, what is important is that their interests in the Eight Great Worlds can be guaranteed."
"Of course, it's better to use the raw than the familiar. If the development potential and strength are similar, the other party will naturally prefer you."
"But you need to prove yourself, worthy of the other party's support."
Yan Zhaoge spread his palms and said with a smile, "My guess may not be all right, but it should be pretty close, right?"
When Huang Guanglie heard Yan Zhaoge mention the Upper Realm, his expression changed slightly: "So you also know the existence of the Upper Realm?"
His expression quickly returned to normal, and he glanced at Yan Zhaoge and Yan Di father and son indifferently: "You father and son are indeed geniuses."
"The old man felt that this battle with Balrog and Jiuyou might be a huge opportunity."
"But before you, Yandi, became a saint, and before you displayed such a powerful battle formation in Guangcheng Mountain, I must say that I really did not expect that this opportunity would be the last one."
"Although I don't want to admit it, if you don't get rid of you together with the Balrog this time, our Holy Sect will be in danger."
Huang Guanglie's calm gaze finally fell on Yan Zhaoge: "Let's get rid of you first, so as not to cause endless troubles. Today, your growth rate is even faster than Yan Di's."
"Everything that is unfavorable to my holy sect has your shadow behind it all. You can't keep it."
While speaking, Huang Guanglie raised his palm, and the golden light covered the sky, covering Yan Zhaoge.
Yan Zhaoge didn't change his face, and looked leisurely: "Huang Guanglie, your martial arts 2nd level cultivation is very high, and you yourself are quite insightful in martial arts."
"But my Taiyi breaks through the formation, do you think you can figure it out so easily?"
Yan Zhaoge chuckled lightly: "Why can't you figure it out? Since I dare to give you a part of the formation map, I can cure you."
Before the words were finished, Taiyi broke through the formation and shook, and the golden phantom that replaced Huang Guanglie's position at the eye of the formation was gradually invaded by white light!
The originally golden light and shadow quickly turned white at this moment!
Seeing Yan Zhaoge's calm demeanor, Huang Guanglie felt intense anxiety in his heart.
But before he could make another move, he found himself covered with a layer of white light.
Huang Guanglie's thoughts moved, he wanted to forcibly break free from the Taiyi Poque Formation, and rushed out of the formation.
But under the flashing white light, his figure moved, and he was dragged back to the core hub of the formation eye.
The phantom that had turned into white merged with Huang Guanglie's body, and white chains wrapped around his body, pulling him down with the white light world to the entrance of the boundary channel in the center of the sea of fire below!
Huang Guang let out an angry roar, and the golden sun shone all over his body, but under the action of the great formation, all the golden light turned into white light and became part of the power of the formation.
From the beginning to the end, Yan Di kept a calm expression, and said indifferently: "Huang Guanglie, don't forget, I am the leader of this formation."
Yan Zhaoge looked at Huang Guanglie, his smile turned cold: "Let's settle accounts slowly in the future, now, as you said, concentrate on dealing with the Balrog honestly."
Huang Guanglie took a deep look at Yan Zhaoge, as if he wanted to imprint his appearance in his bone marrow.
Old Man Mo and Song Wuliang both had complicated expressions. Old Man Mo was slightly lost in thought, while Song Wuliang's expression changed continuously, and his mood was greatly impacted.
His expression was a little strange: "According to what your surname Huang said, the people in the upper world will not tolerate Jiuyou and Yanmo's unscrupulous destruction of these eight great worlds. When the matter reaches an irreversible level, they may Shot?"
Huang Guanglie kept silent.
Song Wuliang's mouth was astringent: "Let's not mention how they make a move. If they can really do it, then what is the point of all the sacrifices we are doing now?"
Yan Zhaoge said calmly: "Naturally it makes sense. What the other party cares about is that this world should not be destroyed by the Nine Serenities True Demon and the Balrog, but they may not take it to heart if someone died during this period."
"It's still the same old saying, life is not as good as familiarity. For the Great Sun Sacred Sect, they may give them a hand, but for others, not necessarily."
"Perhaps the other party hopes to harvest some talents from the Eight Great Worlds, let them earn their income, strengthen themselves, hope to recruit some potential and powerful experts from the Eight Great Worlds, break through the third level of Martial Saints, join them, and strengthen their strength strength."
"But such people are only a very small number after all."
"But for us, there are many people we don't want to lose."
Song Wuliang heard the words and nodded silently. His position in Bihai City is sandwiched between the region and the East Sea, and he is most directly threatened by Jiuyou and the Balrog.
The previous shock caused by the upper world subsided now, and Song Wuliang's state of mind had stabilized again. It was natural to think that one's life in the world is ultimately up to one's own.
A martial artist with his cultivation level has always had a firm mind. When he is shaken by the attacks brought by news from the upper world, he seldom has thoughts of weakness and dependence.
Yan Zhaoge looked up at the sky.
Huang Guanglie was dragged back into the formation, and under the operation of the Taiyi Breakthrough formation, the aura transformed by the golden lamp above his head was also wiped out.
The seemingly unknowable place in the sky also disappeared.
But not long after this spiritual light disappeared, the sky suddenly shook, and another brilliance shot into the sky.
Yan Zhaoge's pupils shrank, and he realized that another identical golden lantern flew up outside the Taiyi Poque formation.
The golden light unexpectedly passed through the Taiyi Breakthrough Formation, and turned into aura again to envelope Huang Guanglie.
The beam of light soared into the sky, breaking through the sky again!
The unknowable land, as well as the figure between the two worlds, also appeared again.
Under the radiance, Huang Guanglie let out a long roar, taking the opportunity to attack!
But at this moment, he suddenly felt the top of his head go dark, and when he looked up, he saw Yan Zhaoge appear beside the aura, and then holding a small black incense burner in his hand, he directly put his hand into the aura.
That ethereal, vast, mysterious aura, at this moment, rushed into the small black incense burner like a hundred rivers entering the sea!
Yan Zhaoge lowered his head, looked at Huang Guanglie condescendingly, and smiled: "If you say I will treat you, I will treat you. Just be patient."