Chapter 430

Feeling the power fluctuation from outside, Yan Zhaoge blinked.

Gao Fang and the middle-aged scholar looked at Yan Zhaoge and others, as if they were looking at a group of dead and crazy people.

Although Yan Zhaoge didn't mention it, they vaguely guessed that Yan Zhaoge and his party might have offended xueyunzong.

They were suddenly upset. If they had known this situation, why should they worry about how to get rid of Yan Zhaoge and his party? As long as they reported Yan Zhaoge's walking to xueyunzong, everything would be OK.

Whether it is furan or the surrounding large territory, it is the sphere of influence of xueyunzong.

How can it end well if it gets on the head of Xueyun?

Gao Fang and middle-aged scholars are happy, as if they have seen the end of Yan Zhaoge's death.

But they were in a very bitter mood. They fell into Yanzhao singers. Even if Yanzhao songs were killed by xueyunzong, they would be buried with them. What's the pain?

The middle-aged scholar turned his head to look at Gao Fang, and his eyes were full of resentment: "you old man, you don't find out the details of each other and then you start, but you have pulled me into the water."

Yan Zhao's singing spirit is still relaxed and calm. He grabs Pan Pan's neck from Feng Yunsheng's arms and carries it to the front: "how many are you interested in this product?"

Gao Fang said listlessly, "shanchen is only mentioned in the legend before the great disillusionment, and the world has seen it for the first time, so it's not easy to say how many products in the end, which can only be determined after some speculation. However, according to the legend before the great disillusionment, it's at least three products."

Yan Zhaoge said with a smile, "what are the highest first products?"

The middle-aged scholar replied, "the highest first grade, not counting the ones that have appeared in history, only counting the ones that still exist, is five in all."

"A miscellaneous blood lion dragon, a green bird, that is, the miscellaneous blood offspring of qingluan, a pure blood golden ape, a green dragon, a fire crow."

Yan Zhaoge blinked: "is there a real dragon or Kirin or golden Wu?"

The middle-aged scholar replied, "it's none. It's all the legends before the great disillusionment."

Yan Zhaoge smiled, threw pan pan back to Feng Yunsheng, and said in the language of the eight great worlds: "this blood of tired and lazy people can be regarded as the existence of the best in the blood that the warriors of the floating world can touch."

"However, although most of them are of mixed blood, there are more fierce beasts of different species here than there. No wonder that the normal martial arts can't go through, so we should take the way of cultivating the blood of monsters."

While talking, the house outside has completely collapsed and been razed to the ground, surrounded by dust.

Only the hall in which all people live seems to be protected by invisible forces, motionless.

The power of the demons outside fluctuated for a while.

There is a hard voice: "ignorant fanatics, come out quickly and catch them, don't make mistakes!"

Yan Zhaoge turned to look at Gao Fang and two of them and asked with a smile, "this is the commander of the red halberd army?"

Gao Fang and Gao Fang nodded: "yes, commander of the red halberd army, Liang Han, the top five strongman in kanghejing, the highest fourth blood in the three ranks, and the blood of the red eye Golden Eagle. Most of the red halberd army under his command can form the red feather halberd battle array."

Yan Zhaoge nodded slightly and said quietly, "Liang Tongling, right? I mean, it's better for you to ask the master of your country to leave. You can't be responsible for the current affairs. "

The volume is not high, but it is clear for everyone to hear.

Outside the hall, the house was in ruins. After the smoke and dust fell, a tall middle-aged man appeared, dressed in red armor, with a look of death.

Hearing Yan Zhaoge's words, the red armor man said coldly, "since he is stubborn, he will be killed."

After that, he raised a hand to make a downward split, and many soldiers in black armor and red halberds around him were ready to attack.

But the red armor man's hand suddenly stopped in the air, he slightly frowned, looking to the other side.

There, a group of people did not like others because the red halberd army's prestige retreated, but stood there to watch.

The leader is a tall young man, dressed in Chinese clothes, but not the clothes of the Chinese people.

When the young man saw the red armor man's eyes, he couldn't help laughing: "Liang Tongling, please go on. I'm very happy. I can still see such a wonderful scene when I come to kanghejing."

Liang Han, a man in red armor, has recognized the identity of the other side. He is the crown prince of Ziyu, a neighboring country.

Furan state and Ziyu state are always at war with each other.

The young man in front of us, the prince furan, is even more an old enemy. They are also direct competitors from the small fight to the big fight.

Although Liang Han is not in the right way with Prince Fulan, he is even more hostile to Prince Ziyu in front of him.

"The people in it are from your country of Ziyu?" Liang Han asked coldly.

Prince Ziyu said with a smile, "no, but now I appreciate them very much."

Before Liang Han could speak, a voice came from afar: "they will soon be dead."

Prince Ziyu gave a light snort, and then he saw the crowd separated, and a group headed by a young man named Yingu came to the crowd.

After a pause, Liang Handun saluted: "Rongchang, your royal highness."

The young man with a gloomy face is the prince furan. There is an old man beside him. It seems that he is very old. However, both the prince furan and Liang Han respect him very much, but they are the elders of the clan who come to preside over the meeting.

Prince Ziyu also smiled and saluted: "long and old."

Elder Rong nodded his head, then looked at the hall where Yan Zhaoge and other people were. The prince asked: "your subordinates will repay you. They can fix the illusory Demon power, turn it into a tangible rope, and drag people in?"

"Yes," replied the prince

Elder Rong raised his voice to the hall and said, "but under the snow crane sect? I've got a lot of blood and a lot of wisdom. "

Yan Zhaoge in the hall, hearing the words "snow crane sect", was moved slightly.

Xu Fei turned around to look at him.

Yan Zhaoge said with a smile, "No."

There was silence outside. Yan Zhaoge looked at Gao Fang and asked, "what is the origin of Xuehe sect?"

Gao Fang and his two people looked at each other, and Gao Fang replied, "it's a strange sect. It's only ten years since the founding of the school. People in the sect do not cultivate the power of blood, but constantly practice Qi and body. That's proved to be a dead end."

"But the leader of Xuehe sect seems to have some originality in the way of practicing Qi. He has a strong cultivation ability. Unfortunately, his disciples are far behind, so the school cannot develop."

"However, the daughter of the leader of Xuehe sect was married to the son of the leader of Qinglongshan sect, one of the four sects. When the two families became married, no one offended Xuehe sect."

Yan Zhaoge listened to the situation of Xuehe school, and her eyes brightened slightly: "Oh?"