Chapter 1271

In the void, a refined middle-aged man appears, with a piano box on his back. Between steps, the sound of the piano is endless.

It is the Song Emperor, Zhang Buxu.

Hearing the piano sound, Yan Zhaoge and others frowned.

When facing the threat of the temple spirit and white deer spirit, we are allies and stand on the same front.

But now, seeing that the spirit of dandian hall has been unable to turn over the storm, Emperor Song Zhang Buxu suddenly appears, and everyone may not be the same passer-by.

Front foot cooperation, back foot hostility, the situation is so delicate.

No matter Yan Zhaoge and others or Zhang Buxu, they did not hesitate to change their identity.

At this time, I saw Zhang Buxu coming, and frowned for him.

Looking at the great array standing in the void and the Danqi evolved from the spirit of the dandian hall under the suppression, Zhang Buxu's expression showed an undisguised surprise.

"The portrait of Yan Xiaoyou, Zhang has seen before, and now for the first time, it's better to meet than to be famous."

Emperor song's eyes fell on the center of the array, which was obviously Yan Zhaoge, the leader of the array: "the name of relegating immortals is worthy of passing."

Yan Zhaoge replied calmly, "Your Majesty song is flattering, but it's just a coincidence. I'm lucky enough to succeed. Before that, I was also holding a cold sweat."

"Yan Xiaoyou doesn't have to procrastinate." Emperor song smiled: "it's reasonable to say that I'm an old man like you. I'm not good-looking when I'm competing with your younger generation. Especially now I have to pick up your cheap money and make a profit from it."

"But we all know the value and significance of the temple. I have to be bold to make an exception."

Zhang Buxu looks around, feels the turbulence of space and time in the dandian universe and the continuously rising scorching temperature, sighs: "it's somingzhang. I didn't expect him to be involved in this matter, but now I want to thank that old white deer, otherwise I have no hope."

He walked step by step to Yan Zhaoge and others in the big formation.

At the moment, the spirit of the temple is suppressed and dissipated. Even if the array is gone, the spirit of the temple can't be recovered for a while.

With Zhang Buxu's cultivation as strength, it's enough to collect that Dan Qi.

In the same way, his realm strength makes him ignore Yan Zhaoge and others.

Xuanxian is quiet and the world is undisturbed.

Among all the people, the only one who has opened the immortal door and achieved the real immortal body, long Xueji, is now fighting with Chen Qianhua.

Chen Qianhua's eyes lit up when he saw Zhang Buxu's action.

No need to communicate with Zhang Buxu, Chen Qianhua will be trapped by long Xueji, making one time unable to escape.

He doesn't care who the dandian hall will fall into, but he is willing to raise some difficulties for Yan Zhaoge and others.

But in addition to long Xueji, no matter who faces Zhang Buxu, others are limited by nature and hard to do.

If yingshuhalberd is a kind of defensive immortal soldier, Yan Zhaoge may have one or two chances to defend.

But it's a pity that it's a weapon for attacking and killing. To the emperor of song, it's useless for heroes.

But the array itself is only for the temple spirit, and it is useless for the strong like Song Emperor or white deer essence.

The Song Emperor Zhang Buxu's movements are understated, and the sound of the Qin accompanies each other.

However, the array maintained by Yan Zhaoge and others began to fluctuate and crumble.

Five people in the array, led by Yan Zhaoge, also feel great pressure.

Although this pressure is not as great as that brought by lingtiansu of the Fangcai hall, it is not bearable by Yan Zhaoge at present.

The melodious and melodious sound of the piano falls in Yanzhao's ear, but it seems like an unprecedented noise, which makes Yanzhao's song feel deafening.

Not only the blood is almost boiling, but the five internal skeletons are about to break, and even the spirits are constantly shaken, as if they are about to burst from the inside out.

"I'm going to bet my luck." Yan Zhaoge calms his mind and looks at Nie Jingshen.

Nie Jingshen nodded slightly: "we are lucky."

Voice did not fall, distant void, suddenly there is a voice sounded.

The sound of the sword!

A sudden sound of sword sounds like a sharp sword. It cuts off the piano sound that covers the whole world from the center, and only the remaining sound curls up, which is hard to sustain.

With the sound of the sword, the magnificent sword light suddenly came to Zhang Buxu.

Zhang Buxu looks a little solemn. The piano box behind him is opened. The sword Qi of Daodao comes out of it. He intercepts the sword light attacking him in mid air.

The two sides face each other hard, the sword light dissipates, Zhang Buxu stops.

In the dark void in the distance, a straight sword light seems to divide the universe into two parts.

The sword light is like a road, extending from far to near.

A figure on the road, not slow to move forward, but in an instant has come to the public.

Nie Jingshen first saw the ceremony and said: "disciple Nie Jingshen, see the master."

Yan Zhaoge said with a smile, "Yan Zhaoge, I have met Mr. Yue."

Yandi also said, "elder martial brother Yue."

It was a middle-aged man with a high crown and ancient clothes. He looked about forty years old, with a quiet face and sharp eyes.

He is like a sword of heaven, but he doesn't show his sharpness. He just stands upright there, like a lonely peak rising into the clouds, which makes the mountain rise.

He is one of the three emperors in the upper Kingdom, the leader of yujingyan, the peak in the north of Kunlun mountain.

King jianhuang, the more earthquake North!

In the past, Jiuyao in the new Kunlun Mountains, a disciple of Jinyao Taibai who respected Yan Xingtang, and in the body of his younger generation, and the three emperors of the upper world who respected Jiang Shen and Yin Yaoji in the town of Tuyao.

At present, it is the youngest Xuanxian strongman in the world and the most outstanding Sanqing authentic disciple among peers.

Before that, he had been in the void outside the region and had not returned to the upper boundary.

Yan Zhaoge didn't expect that the first time he saw this uncle Yue, he would be in this temple.

At the beginning, it was found that in addition to huoyao, Yinghuo and Suo Mingzhang, there were other people who subsequently entered the dandian hall. Yan Zhaoge had guessed whether Yuezhen North would be among them, but it was uncertain.

That's why we should take a chance.

Now, as Nie Jingshen said, Yan Zhaoge and others are lucky.

The more Zhenbei looked solemn, just nodded to Yan Zhaoge and others, and then looked at Zhang Buxu.

"The stronger the North Yan Xingtang's disciple. " Zhang Buxu also looked at the north of Yuezhen: "younger martial brother Kong is falling under your sword, right? Zhang is unfilial. He often makes the master angry. Fortunately, younger martial brother Kong accepted his wishes and was killed by you. "

A Yao Qin appeared in his palm: "and let me see, you have some true stories of Yan Xingtang."

The sound of the zither is heard again. The light of the four-color sword is flying all over the sky. The combination of the four colors leads to endless wonderful images. However, it contains the most terrible destructive power and cuts down to the north of Yuezhen.

"You are not xuanhuang," he said

Say, a pure sword light, rise again, cross the universe.