Looking at the increasingly fierce black hurricane in the distance, Yan Zhaoge took a deep breath: "Ahu, sitting on top of the lights, suffocating himself with the suffocation."

A tiger looked at the distance with some worries, but still told Yan Yan Zhao to act.

His body floated to the top of the spring water, and the volley was sitting above the golden lights supported by two long poles.

The black tornado also appeared from Ahu, and it was even more faintly purple, covering the western Tongchen Spring.

Yan Zhao Ge went to the black storm that swept away from afar.

In the black storm, the figure of an old man is looming and his face is gloomy. It is the old man of the Black Mountain, Zheng Zheng.

Zheng Hao’s gaze is also closely watching Yan Zhaoge.

Instead of going to the icy lake, he continued to try to find the traces of Yan Zhaoge and Ahu in the northern snowfield.

I don't know if he said that he was lucky, or that Yan Zhao's luck was too bad. After many days of searching, Zheng Zheng really found Tongchen Spring here.

This time, Zheng Zheng did not try to find someone else to help.

Before the veins of the veins, he seriously reflected, and he exposed his intentions, so that Yan Zhao’s songs were trapped and almost buried everyone in the ice cave.

Although he did not go back to the icy lake, Zheng Zheng had previously established some contact with the Tianlei Temple warrior. There was no intercommunication. Before receiving the wind, Yan Zhao’s sacred shards have been used in the icy lake, and the power consumption is huge. Even if there is still room, he is not afraid.

Therefore, this time, he has to do it directly, not to prepare and react to Yan Zhaoge.

The old man came out of the air, coldly watching Yan Zhao song, hands clasped, and grabbed down together.

Then the horrible black storm, from the sky, attacked Yan Zhao.

Between the storms, it seems to be turned into a black tiger, with a length of one hundred feet, traversing the heavens and the earth, fierce to the extreme.

Yan Zhao song looked up at the opponent in front of him, the same black-skinned gods and ghosts and tigers claws, Zheng Yu Shi launched, more fierce than A tiger.

This is a great master of the Yuanling level who has successfully nurtured his own martial arts and spirits.

Before the debris of the Emperor's eye, he made a full blow in the ice lake, and directly smashed a corpse with the celestial temple of the same level as Zheng Zheng.

At the moment, the shrine column of the shrine is suppressing the icicles of the dead dragon.

However, Yan Zhaoge himself has been recovering because of the loss caused by the thunder of the eyes of Lei Di, which has been used for so many days.

But a big master is two, the warrior who was repaired in the middle of the spirit, against the four masters of the four masters, the opponents of the original Yuan Ling, under normal circumstances, how to look is a thing that is not expected.

At least, Ahu believes that he can't do it.

This opponent is not an ordinary warrior. Although the black mountain has been destroyed, its inheritance is still one of the top martial arts in the current eight-maximum world.

During Zheng Xiao’s screaming, the black tiger was turned into a tiger and headed for Yan Zhao.

The tiger screams and the speed is extremely fast, and it is almost no worse than the Tianlei Temple in the same realm.

Before the destruction, the number of martial arts roads in Heishan Mountain, in addition to the majestic atmosphere, Ling Xiao Li, is also known as the speed and speed.

Between Zheng and Yi, the characteristics of the show are vividly displayed.

Yan Zhaoge faced this powerful offensive, and his face did not change color, and his figure suddenly swayed.

During the shaking, the body of Yan Zhaoge disappeared in the same place.

A variety of martial arts that are known for their speed, at this moment, there is already a convergence in Yanzhao song.

As the foundation of the Promise, the Yanzhao song is both powerful and overbearing.

Under the powerful explosive force, Yan Zhao Ge instantly avoided the black tiger that flew to himself.

The black tiger slammed into the air, and immediately followed the claws to catch Yan Zhaoge.

Zheng Hao’s expression is cold, and Yan Zhao’s cultivation is far superior to the same-world warrior, which he already knew.

However, the master of Yunling’s masters went all out. For Zheng Zheng, who is a great master of Yuanling, it is just a matter of pinching and arbitrarily making it.

Changed and changed, Zhao Zheng has more than enough.

What he is actually watching is the pillar of the shrine of Yan Zhaoge.

Although Zheng Zheng did not know what it was and did not understand the specific situation, I heard that it was an extremely precious treasure. Even if it was not as violent as the forces of the sacred forces, it was secretly mindful.

But soon he found himself thinking too much.

Before considering the treasures of Lei Di's eye and the pillars of the shrine, he must first face the strength of Yan Zhao Ge himself!

In the face of Zheng Hao’s sudden change, Yan Zhao’s song looks calm as usual.

Under the urging of the thunder and thunder, the speed of Yan Zhao’s resilience is not slower than Zheng Zheng of Yuan Ling’s realm.

He was in a flash, once again avoiding Zheng's offensive, his feet were empty, and he was like lightning, directly letting the tiger's claws open, but instead bullying the black tiger's waist.

In the sound of the dragon, a green sword light whizzed out from the cuffs of Yan Zhao.

Yan Zhao song body and sword, a sword smashed to the black tiger waist rib!

Zheng Hao was furious, and the volley was a claw. The black tiger’s body was soaring, and his waist was squatting, lifting his claws to the Jianguang of Yan Zhaoge.

Yan Zhaoge long spit out a sigh of gas, and the green sword light flashed, and suddenly there was no sign, and it was suddenly received.

As if the dragon is hiding in the first place, it is difficult to trace.

Yan Zhao song body shape between the rotation, the finger pointed to thunder to promote the Yunlong Tibetan sword style, and then burst out, Shenlong probe!

More rapid than the previous Jianguang, directly attacked the key between the black tiger's waist.

Zheng Hao’s eyes are gloomy and his look is more solemn.

Genius characters can fight in level, even if the inheritance of the holy land level, in the hands of different people, there will be different power.

Zheng Hao, who was born in Heishan Mountain and used to be a talented genius, naturally understands this.

However, he found that the Yanzhao song in front of him can not only be measured by the standard of ordinary people, but even the strength of the genius in his inherent cognition is not enough to evaluate Yan Zhao song!

Zheng Zheng found that he really couldn't think about the fragments of Lei Di's eye or the pillars of the shrine. Otherwise, he might not be able to see these treasures.

The old man of the Black Mountain was violent, but he did not consider retreating. Instead, he shouted and suddenly had a black sword in his hand.

A knife fell, the black wind swept through the sky, covering Zheng Zheng's body, and then sang to Yan Zhao.

The black hurricane is completely condensed and compressed, turned into a black light, and instantly crosses the sky, in front of the Yan Zhao song.

Wherever the black light is, the surrounding world suddenly becomes silent and silent.

Everything, including the air, was caught in the knife light only because of the knives.

Yanzhao song, which is aimed by the knife light, feels that his body is moving hard, as if he is sucked by powerful force, and he is only in the same place.

Ahu on Tongchen Spring looked nervously at Yan Zhaoge, and suddenly his look changed slightly, turning his head to look in the other direction.

In the distant snow, a gloomy youth, a long-blinking purple bow in his hand, bends his bow at this moment and is aiming at it.

Lin Zhou of Tianlei Hall!

He and Zheng Zheng acted together and did not return to the ice lake! (To be continued.)