Chapter 282

The people around Jueyuan are shocked by the thunder.

They look at the white haired old man with the highest cultivation strength among their group of people, but they only see a group of blood rain splashing in the air!

Blood splashed on his face, everyone was in a daze, I can't believe that the old man with white hair in the realm of great master in the later period of Yunling was just killed instantly!

They did not return until the scattered blood froth turned into black smoke and disappeared.

And in this blink of an eye, Yan Zhaoge kills another person and controls Shi Songtao at the same time!

For those who did not become a great master, Yan Zhaoge stood in the original place and spread the crane wings behind.

Like the light and rain, the feather of crane flies around and shoots at each other, instantly beating each Jueyuan warrior into a sieve.

On the other side, Xu Fei and ah Hu are also dealing with their opponents.

At this time, the martial artists of Guangcheng mountain who were captured in the Central Plains found that they had turned a corner in the blink of an eye!

Some people were shocked to see Yan Zhaoge, who seemed to have been sent down from heaven, and instantly wiped out the enemy.

A group of Jueyuan warriors, including Shi Songtao, had no chance to take hostages or kill people to vent their anger, so they were swept by Yan Zhaoge and three others in an instant.

Seeing Yan Zhaoge's relaxed appearance, if it's not to prevent the great master Jueyuan from killing his fellow disciples in the first time, Xu Fei and ah Hu will not have to fight, he can force the scene to be cleared by himself.

Even the stone and iron in the middle of the air and the sparrow, at the same time of fighting, their attention was a little bit lower.

This time, it was stone and iron that made Sima Li have no time to look after him.

Yan Zhaoge stands at the same place and keeps breathing.

The Purple Pearl of the fragment of emperor Lei's eyes can't be restrained from falling into a state of darkness and no aura at the moment.

It's like a grey stone bead. It's so inconspicuous that it's collected again by Yan Zhaoge.

A flash of thunder, a flash, burns all, concentrates all strength to bloom all in one moment.

In one stroke, all the power that Yan Zhaoge can activate the eye fragment of emperor Lei is exhausted.

But it is precisely because of this that the power of the flash of thunder is also extraordinary.

The old man with white hair, in the later period of spiritual accumulation, has formed spiritual seeds and sprouted spiritual buds. The true spirit of martial arts has begun to emerge. He has hundreds of battles in his life, and is rich in experience and powerful.

Yan Zhaoge fights with it head-on, no matter how it wins or loses, but it's definitely not a short round to win or lose.

But now, by Yan Zhaoge's thunder of the moment, a face-to-face directly fried dead!

The thunder of the moment is indeed extremely powerful, and the spirit and ghost can change. But the fragments of the holy soldiers are closely connected with Yan Zhaoge's spirit and spirit.

The eye fragment of emperor Lei is now in a downturn, and the spirit of Yan Zhaoge's spirit is also in a sharp decline.

Yan Zhaoge had been prepared for this, so while urging the eye fragments of emperor Lei, in a short moment, he also broke out his full potential. Before the state really fell, he worked hard to capture Shi Songtao and another opponent.

At this moment, Yan Zhaoge's five fingers bind Shi Songtao's neck, suppress his vigorous qi movement, shake his flesh and blood, and make him unable to move.

But Yan Zhaoge can clearly feel that Shi Songtao's resistance is constantly struggling.

Under the skin, there are explosive forces constantly stirring, which make Yan Zhaoge's fingers numb.

Even if he has grasped the key points of the other side, Yan Zhaoge, weakened with the eye fragments of emperor Lei, has so many breathing skills that he feels that he is going to be unable to control Shi Songtao.

However, with Yan Zhaoge breathing and breathing, adjusting himself, and gradually regaining some vitality, he still firmly captured Shi Songtao.

Xu Fei and a Hu soon solved their rivals.

Ah Hu comes to Yan Zhaoge's side and looks at Yan Zhaoge with questioning eyes. Yan Zhaoge shakes his head slightly, indicating that he is not needed.

Xu Fei, on the other hand, helps his injured classmates heal their wounds and looks at Shi Songtao.

In the middle of the air, Sima Chui saw why he couldn't do anything with stone and iron. He also noticed that the golden tower, which was suppressed by stone and iron, was getting shorter and shorter. He knew that if he didn't leave early and the golden tower was completely polished, stone and iron would be completely liberated.

At that time, whether he can retreat smoothly or not is just a question of two.

After a false shot, Sima Li began to retreat.

Shi tiewu's boxing will expand, covering the four sides, protecting Yan Zhaoge and others, and not chasing after them. His hands are still on the golden tower.

Under his repression, the scale of the golden tower has been shrinking.

The matrix of the devil Kingdom, at the moment, has also tended to collapse.

Yan Zhaoge controls Shi Songtao. At this time, other rescued Guangcheng martial artists can finally breathe a sigh of relief, but their eyes begin to move between Shi tie and Shi Songtao. The inexplicable atmosphere keeps fermenting.

"Ah Hu." Yan Zhaoge sighs, ah Hu nods, takes over Xu Fei's work, cures the wounds for those who are in Guangcheng martial arts, and starts to take them away from here.

A group of generalists were in a complex mood. In silence, they didn't ask more questions. They left with ah Hu.

Xu Fei looks dignified and comes to Shi Songtao.

Shi Songtao then calmed down.

He can't turn his head to look at Yan Zhaoge behind him at the moment, but he said quietly, "it's worth the name."

Yan Zhaoge asked, "elder martial brother Shi, I have offended you, but in my second sentence just now, what is the answer to your question?"

Shi Songtao suddenly fell silent.

The stone iron on the golden tower glanced over Shi Songtao's whole body and suddenly said, "check his miniature bag."

Xu Fei nodded and found a miniature bag from Shi Songtao.

Shi Songtao looked at him and Shi tie coldly, and finally his eyes fell on the miniature bag, showing the color of pain in his eyes.

Untie the miniature bag, there are three transparent ice coffins, one of which is empty, while the other two are filled with a person.

One of them is a beautiful woman in her early twenties. Her eyes are closed, just like sleeping.

The other is a boy who looks about ten years old.

The boy's face looks like that of the woman, while between the eyes and eyebrows, it is similar to Shi tie and Shi Songtao.

Xu Fei's expression is not relaxed: "jun'er still has a life, but his life is hanging in the line, but sister-in-law Yuzhen..."

According to Yan Zhaoge, Shi Jun, the grandson of Shi tie and the son of Shi Songtao, was only over three years old when he disappeared. His body shape and appearance are almost equal to normal growth and development.

However, the situation is not optimistic.

It's hard to say that yingyu, the wife of Shi Songtao, is still alive

"These ice coffins hold their bodies for a while. Let's think about something carefully." Yan Zhaoge looked at Shi Songtao and said, "elder martial brother Shi, what have you done so far? Who saved you and led you to Jiuyou? Is this the man of our family? "