Chapter 459

Haizhengjie's body is bright with spirit light. The medium-grade spirit soldier armor he carries plays a role in protecting his body.

However, Yan Zhaoge didn't care about this. The two giant hands of Zhenyuan kept closing, which made the armor of Lingguang constantly shake and shake.

Haizhengjie's injury is not light. At this moment, thanks to the spirit soldier's armor guard, he is now fighting hard and urging his own strength.

Although his blood dragon was defeated by Yan Zhaoge, the secret method of blood dragon spitting beads still played a role.

In the agitation of Taoism, it turned into blood light, which gushed out from the acupoints and orifices of haizhengjie.

As if the real blood dried up and solidified on the body, it became a piece of dragon scales.

Different from the previous manifestation of blood dragon, the power is released. At this moment, haizhengjie is gathering all his strength to form a strong defense.

The red light converges and condenses continuously, and the red dragon scales gradually turn black, which is extremely heavy and solid.

Haizhengjie's whole body is covered with bloody dragon scales. The whole person seems to be transformed into a dragon by human beings. It's the unique defense skill used by the blood Dragon School for body training and body protection, the black blood dragon scales.

Once the black blood dragon's scale is complete, it is connected with the defense of the medium-sized spirit soldier armor, which helps haizhengjie to resist the two giant palms of yanzhaoge, which are like squeezing the heaven and the earth.

At this time, haizhengjie can finally breathe.

He looked at Yan Zhaoge and asked with difficulty, "who are you? Why do you want to help Bai Jingkang and his wife, who are long away from the mountain, to be enemies of our blood dragon sect? "

Yan Zhaoge smiled: "although I don't live in the same world, I live away from the mountain together, but I have some fragrant feelings. The clan 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 world of Canghai. Whether you ask changlishan or Xuelong sect, the effect will not be too bad.

In fact, it doesn't matter who helps, either side is OK, but the action of the old man in black robe made Yan Zhaoge make a decision.

Since the other side wants to fight, it's done.

But now that he has moved his hand with Xuelong school, in order to talk with the couple in changlishan after the convenience, Yan Zhaoge doesn't mind to find a reason casually.

"Mount Guangcheng Long distance from the mountain... " Hearing this, haizhengjie almost recited the past: "before the great disillusionment, the five mountains of daomen were just legends. Are you really the descendant of Guangcheng mountain Daochang before the great disillusionment?"

"But even so, our changlishan sect in the great world was definitely established after the great disillusionment. However, taking the name of changlishan has nothing to do with the five mountains before the great disillusionment!"

Yan Zhaoge's mind is ingenious, so is our gate. At best, the inheritance of martial arts is developed on the basis of the gate.

The old man in black robe and the other four martial artists of the blood dragon sect were also slightly blue.

The couple who control the black-and-white sword light, Bai Jingkang and Wang Bing, are very happy in their hearts.

However, after listening to haizhengjie's words, Bai Jingkang and his wife were worried.

As haizhengjie said, they grow away from the mountain, which is the gate of the sea and the world after the great disillusionment.

Yan Zhao's singer kept going, and his hands still closed tightly, squeezing Hai Zhengjie to the ground.

"It doesn't matter if it has anything to do with the changlishan Daochang before the great disillusionment, at least the name makes me sound very pleasant." Yan Zhaoge said as if nothing had happened.

Haizhengjie and other people want to cry without tears.

What's the reason for a person who does things according to his mood and likes and dislikes himself?

It's hard to buy people happy.

Haizhengjie said difficultly, "well, today is our inferior skill. Since you protect Bai Jingkang and his wife, we are no longer in trouble with them."

Yan Zhaoge looked at him and said quietly, "why didn't you be so polite just before you started?"? If I were a little weaker, I would have died in your hands with that couple. "

"Other times, maybe I'll think about it." Yan Zhaoge looked up at the entrance of the unstable boundary passage on the sky: "today, time is pressing, I have no time to greet you, dust to dust, earth to earth."

With that, Yanzhao singer suddenly increased his strength again.

Hai Zhengjie said, "you..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden change between the two palms of Yan Zhao's song.

Before that, the two hands together used Guangcheng tianzhang. The earth shaking power was combined to squeeze haizhengjie.

But at this moment, the power of the earth and the heaven has suddenly disappeared. At this moment, it seems that the earth and the heaven no longer exist together.

The world is like falling back to the state of chaos before the beginning of heaven and earth.

No Yin, no Yang, no front, no back, no beginning, no end, no movement, no fixed.

Yan Zhaoge's face was calm, and his palms continued to close in the middle.

The next moment, chaos exploded!

As if all things accept chaos, and then chaos is broken, the universe reopens!

The boundless and powerful power, which is unmatched by tyranny, will break haizhengjie's many defenses together!

Yan Zhaoge's two palms close together, the power seems infinite, in the voice of Hai Zhengjie, his body is constantly crushed.

The old man in black robe and other Wuming blood dragon sect martial artists were shocked and angry.

Yan Zhaoge solves haizhengjie's problem. Turning around, he sees several old men in black robes escaping together, heading for the entrance of the boundary passage above his head.

"Ah!" Yan Zhaoge's body stood still. In his right cuff, a blue light rushed out and flew to the sky.

The blue light seems to be integrated with the sky, but at the edge of the blue light, a line of red light flashes, as if it is a sad crack in the sky.

The Yanzhao singer holds the Green yuan sword, which is a top-grade lingbing sword. The sword light is everywhere, setting off waves of death.

Bai Jingkang and Wang Bing, the couple of changlishan, are dazzled and excited at the moment.

Looking at each other, they both felt lucky and afraid: "the spirit pulse of this world is not suitable for our generation's Qiwu practitioners. How can this young man have such a strong cultivation?"

At the moment, Yan Zhaoge sends a message to Feng Yunsheng, Xu Fei and others: "the level of martial arts Renaissance is not low, but the highest level will not be higher than our eight polar world."

"This great master of Yuanling has the best talent and strength among his peers, but the spirit soldiers with him are still the middle-class spirit soldiers, which means that in the vast world opposite, the top-class spirit soldiers are as scarce as our eight pole world."

"It's either restricted by the level of weapon training or the reserve of resources, but the quality of weapons carried by the fighters there is no higher than that of our eight polar world."

To solve the problem, Yan Zhaoge fell down from the air, took the people to Bai Jingkang and his wife, nodded and said, "you are polite."

Bai Jingkang and his wife said that they dare not, but they are a little uneasy when they look at Yan Zhaoge.