Chapter 196

Yan Zhaoge is in a calm mood without any confusion.

In this kind of darkness, no doubt, it is another training for my spiritual will.

Any weakness, laziness and wavering will make the dark take advantage of the situation. By resisting the temptation of the dark, Yan Zhaoge's willpower will be sublimated again and the impurities in his mind will be removed.

At the end of the day, Yan Zhaoge pretended to be in the boundless darkness, but he was leisurely and easy to write. Although there was darkness that could pull people into the abyss, it had no effect on him at all.

At this moment, Yan Zhao's singing heart felt something. He looked up with a smile and a pair of dark eyes appeared on his dark head, staring at him quietly.

In the quiet darkness, Yan Zhaoge did not speak, nor did his black eyes make any sound, but there was a strange communication between them.

Black eyes are not sad or happy, but they seem to admit the existence of Yan Zhaoge. Gradually, they close up and no longer appear, as if they never existed.

Yan Zhaoge smiled a little. At this moment, he freely withdrew from the dark world.

See the light again in front of you. Yanzhaoge is very interested in turning his hands and playing with the black censer.

Turn it upside down, and there are two ancient words engraved under the censer.

Eat the ground.

When Yan Zhaoge thought of fighting with Zhao Hao just now, Zhao Hao also shouted these two words.

"The stove?" Yan Zhaoge thought.

This is not a common treasure, not a spirit soldier, but it seems to have its own spirit and will.

The black eyes are not the spiritual marks left by others, but the spiritual manifestation of the furnace itself.

Yan Zhaoge murmured to himself, "it's interesting. If you want to really master this treasure, rather than use it as clumsily as Zhao Hao, you may need to spend some time."

Put away the censer, Yan Zhaoge stands at the same place, and continues to quietly regulate.

Before, his loss was also extremely huge, not to mention the lack of oil and light, but also the biggest energy consumption war in history.

It's just a matter of fighting with Liu Shengfeng, Zhao Hao and others. The key is that his spirit spirit and Lei Di's eye fragments are consistent, which can trigger the flash of thunder, and the power of burning the holy soldier fragments can explode in one time.

Although Yan Zhaoge himself is not as dry as the eye fragments of emperor Lei in his arms at the moment, he feels like a thief going to the building.

However, it is not difficult for Yan Zhaoge to recover.

In the air sea of Dantian, the chaotic air mass vibrates, splits a stream of ice and fire, combines Yin and Yang, rapidly moistens the nearly dry vitality.

By contrast, the eye fragment of emperor Lei is a lot of trouble.

The Purple Pearl formed by the fragmentation of the holy soldiers is dim at the moment, like a gray stone bead, without any luster.

Yan Zhaoge's mind and spirit communicate with him, but also can only feel the minimal spirituality, and the other side seems to fall into the same kind of sleep as the fake death.

Want to turn it into thunder light again, match with oneself right eye, cannot do temporarily.

Yan Zhaoge thought while adjusting his breath: "after all, it's just fragments, not the eyes of emperor Lei, the real saint soldier."

"It's said that in the eyes of emperor Lei in his heyday, one moment's thunder will make a breakthrough, and in the next moment, the power will be completely restored."

"just as we breathe, a shout is a ray of thunder that smash the void, sucking, and the essence of the surrounding world replenishes itself."

"But now, it will take a long time for it to accumulate again after its power is exhausted, and when it is used next time, it will not rush the thunder of the moment, otherwise it will still be like this time, it will do everything at one time."

Yan Zhaoge spits out a long mouthful of turbid gas and recovers most of his own state: "fortunately, he has established close contact with the eyes of emperor Lei before, otherwise this time he will have a lot of troubles."

"Tut, when you go back this time, you must strengthen your array accomplishments." Yan Zhaoge shook his head and turned to look to the other side.

There, ye Chongzhou, Zhang Yao and others support each other, bandage the wound, regulate the breath and relieve the injury.

Seeing Yan Zhaoge coming over, ye Chongzhou sighed: "younger martial brother Yan, thanks to you this time, or we will die."

"Not only will we die under Liu Shengfeng, but the key is that the door of Jiuyou will open, with unimaginable consequences."

Yan Zhaoge came over and said, "elder martial brother Ye is very kind. When you are able to do something, you can't stand by."

"It's just that I need some preparation time to break through the formation, which makes you suffer."

Zhang Yao shook his head repeatedly: "elder martial brother Yan, please don't say that. You saved us."

"If elder martial brother Yan doesn't stop the opening of Jiuyou gate in time, we will die in the end, or we may fall into Liu Shengfeng's hands, suffer more crimes and suffer more torture," Li said

As she spoke, she turned to look at the other side, where Liu Shengfeng was paralyzed on the ground, half dead, and the other two devils who had been killed by Yan Zhaoge had disappeared.

Ruan Ping then bandaged his wound. He was pale and weak, but his eyes were cold.

He stood beside Liu Shengfeng and looked down at Liu Shengfeng lying on the ground.

Liu Shengfeng forced out a flattering smile full of fear: "Ruan Elder martial brother, you don't care about villains "Ah!"

The latter part of his speech was blocked in his throat and replaced with a scream.

Ruan Ping stepped on Liu Shengfeng.

Liu Shengfeng's chest and abdomen had already been blood and flesh blurred. At this moment, he was trampled by Ruan Ping again, and suddenly he was in agony.

Ruan Ping labored to move his foot, and then another foot on the wound of Liu Shengfeng's broken arm.

Liu Shengfeng's mouth was so cold that he couldn't even scream.

Yan Zhaoge comes to Ruan Ping. Ruan Ping looks at him and says, "thank you for your help."

"You're welcome." Yan Zhaoge nodded, Ruan Ping hesitated slightly: "you want to stop me?"

Yan Zhaoge waved his hand: "if you want to leave him a life, it's specially assigned to you."

As he said, Yanzhao singer grabbed the palm of his hand in the air. From the wound of Liu Shengfeng's broken arm, the black streamer was sucked out and fell into Yanzhao song's palm: "I'm just interested in the method of temporarily reshaping his broken arm before."

After receiving the black light, Yan Zhaoge turned and walked away: "you are busy with your work, don't worry about me."

Ruan Ping nodded and looked down at Liu Shengfeng again. Liu Shengfeng's eyes suddenly showed despair.

Looking at the screaming Liu Shengfeng, ye Chongzhou frowns slightly and sighs. Without speaking, Li jingwan and Zhang Yao turn their heads to the other side.

Xiao Yu, who is in the same family with Liu Shengfeng, is a bit sluggish at this time, as if thinking something.

Yan Zhaoge's vision is to see where the golden tower is.

There is a broken wall, but there seems to be something in the ruins.