Chapter 579

When Yan Zhaoge disappeared for a long time, it suddenly reappeared, accompanied by martial saints, and protected by the most treasures in the Dragon hall, which was beyond the expectation of Saint Zong and others.

But Huang Xu still decided to do it. If he dared to do it, he would rely on it.

Although the great sun balance ruler was lost, the Zhutian axe was also a holy soldier. Although he had been severely injured before and has not yet been fully cultivated, his vitality has recovered, and Huang Xu has gradually become familiar with this holy soldier.

No matter the strange martial saint or the strange palace, they are all controlled by the two martial saints of guangmingzong at the moment.

People in Guangcheng mountain can't get out.

If the strange martial Saint dare to give Yan Zhaoge Aohan martial clothes, he can't resist Jin Jie.

In this way, with Zhutian axe in hand, Huang Xu is sure to take Yan Zhaoge, the great master realm, so he gives it up with emotion.

Although it may cause the dissatisfaction of Yang Zhanhua and Jin Jie, it is necessary for Da RI Shengzong to show some performance, otherwise it will inevitably be looked down upon.

So, Huang Xu goes, and

Then he lost his mind.

The great sun sage's martial artists on one side are all ignorant.

Even Jin Jie, who is fighting with Beiming separately, stays for a while.

A saint soldier, backed by a bamboo stick?

Is that still a bamboo stick?

Is it a special treasure?

Is there anything strange about the appearance of gods because they are obscure?

But look left and right, in addition to the light purple light, how to see is just a common dark green bamboo.

There is no aura, no unique strength. Even in the moment of contact with Zhutian axe, when Zhutian axe is defeated, there is no magic.

But it was such a humble bamboo stick that beat back the heaven axe of the saint soldier, and broke Huang Xu's Nine Yang robes of the superior spirit soldier.

Jiuyang robe is the superior spirit soldier of the great sun emperor.

Da RI Heng Tian Chi is generally in the hands of the strongest in the clan, not necessarily for the exclusive use of the patriarch, and this Jiuyang robe is equivalent to the identity symbol of the patriarch of Da RI Sheng clan.

However, now it is destroyed by a common bamboo stick!

Huang Xu's eyes gaped. He felt the darkness in front of him and almost fell down from the air.

"This kid is so weird!" Jin Jie looked at the dark green bamboo stick of Yanzhao singer, and then looked at the Beiming separation in front of him. He was awe struck: "this martial saint has no independent thought, but a separation refined by this boy!"

"The great master cultivates the martial Saint into a separate body?!"

Jin Jie took a deep breath and looked at Yan Zhaoge carefully for the first time. He was even more surprised: "the real age is not much older than the appearance. At such a young age, master Yuanfu?!"

He set his mind, sword light exhibition, waves, towards Yan Zhaoge itself attacked the past.

"Boy, look at your bamboo branch. Can you break the sword in my hand?"

Beiming split up and sneered. Suddenly, he had a golden long gun in his hand, which was covered with dragon scales.

One shot, the dragons roar!

There are so many dragon corpses in the Dragon tomb, as well as the martial saint of Beiming. Yan Zhaoge's skill of refining weapons can be fully exerted.

It's hard to refine holy soldiers, but in a short period of time, it's not easy to refine superior spirit soldiers.

Beiming's long spear is not a superior spirit soldier, but a model of a holy soldier. Although it is not holy, it is also powerful.

He is wearing a proud cold martial suit, and the martial saint of Beiming has one shot in his hand. When he is barehanded, he is stronger than others.

Each of them has Kunpeng's wings hanging down, which directly destroys the blue and green sword and stars. The spear point directly at Jinjie's heart.

Jin Jie was shocked. He went back to the sword to defend himself. It was dangerous to block the spear.

At the same time, after Yan Zhaoge beat back Zhutian axe again, the dark green bamboo stick swung round in the middle of the air, and then hit the long sword in Jin Jie's hand!

Jin Jie's own martial saint is powerful and powerful. He is suppressed by Beiming and Aohan martial clothes. He can only watch Yan Zhaoge beat the top-grade lingbing sword into two parts with one stick!

"I think you can interrupt." Yan Zhaoge laughed: "I'm not so good at beating people with this bamboo stick, but I can start playing with all kinds of treasures."

In a word, Huang Xu was not only angry, but even Jin Jie was so depressed that he wanted to breathe blood.

How much can we start from?

When the holy soldiers are defeated, they will fall back. When the superior spirit soldiers are defeated, they will be destroyed!

Jin Jie took a deep breath, turned to look at Huang Xu, snapped, "give me that ax."

At this time, Huang Xu could not help but promise.

But Yan Zhaoge's Beiming is separated, but he meets up again. He holds a dragon scale gun in his hand and blocks between them.

Jin Jie's eyes became cold: "do you really think that a person with the highest level of martial arts can block us?"

All over his body, the green light surged wildly, turning into a sword gang like emerald, coagulating into a solid body. He was strong, sharp, as if invincible.

Sword Gang crisscross the sky, where the green light reaches, the void condenses, and then breaks!

However, he found that the northern part of Yan Zhaoge's body did not attack, but stood still in place, and there was also a flow of Tao Guanghua out of the body.

Thousands of miles of ice sea is formed by condensation on the top of Beiming's head. Ice dragons in the ice sea are sinking and floating.

A huge ROC without friends rushed out of the deep sea and turned into a ROC.

But in the flash of light and shadow, the Kunpeng was split in two.

The Kun fish re-enter the water, while the ROC soars for nine days.

The whole person of Beiming is different. Even if there is no support of arrogant and cold martial clothes, Jin Jie will not be more beautiful.

"Correct one of your misconceptions." Yan Zhaoge said with a smile, "I am not a martial saint."

Get a variety of top-level unique skills, and practice to achieve, a hundred feet pole further.

What's more, there are a lot of real dragons left in the refining dragon tomb.

After surging vast power in their own martial arts comprehension, Yan Zhaoge's Beiming separated and stepped into the dual realm of martial saint!

Beiming holds the dragon scale spear in his hands, stabs it out, and Kunpeng fights with each other in the surging sea of ice. He instantly turns the emerald sword sent by Jin Jie into powder!

With a break, Beiming split up and attacked again, forcing Jin Jie to retreat.

Huang Xu on the other side was shocked.

He felt sorry at the moment, and felt that he was in a hurry.

However, seeing the turbulence in the Dragon hall, Yang Zhanhua and xuriguan will soon be overwhelmed. Huang Xu feels at ease.

He backed away in a hurry.

As long as Yang Zhanhua and xuriguan get out of trouble and join hands with Jin Jie, the victory and defeat will be reversed immediately.

However, Yan Zhaoge came to Huang Xu in one step and beat down the black green bamboo stick in his hand, which made Huang Xu almost lose his grip on Zhutian axe.

Yan Zhaoge looked at Huang Xu and smiled coldly: "yes, this thing is not yours. It's broken. You don't care."

In his hand, he made a circle with the bamboo stick, and the movement became gentle from just fierce.

The bamboo stick is placed on the Zhutian axe, and the Zhutian axe is pressed down to make it unable to move.

Huang Xu's face changed greatly.

Yanzhao singer in the bamboo stick gently area, will Zhutian axe to one side.

Then he raised his left hand and shot it down at Huang Xu!

Huang Xu groaned and raised his hand.

A temple of heaven, like a pagoda or a temple of Dharma, stands up, shining with sunshine, and eight golden days are rising.

But Yan Zhaoge threw his hands to the sky, and then the sky seal was blown down. He directly smashed the golden sun and the heaven altar of the array of talismans together!

Yan Zhaoge's tone was cold: "today, sunset."

Terror moves the broken golden light down together, just as the sky falls and the sun annihilates.

Huang Xumu's canthus are about to split. He is hit by Yan Zhaoge and his brain is cracked!