Chapter 628

Yang Zhaozhen's humiliation and anger peaked, but his mind was completely calm at the moment.

Although he felt humiliated and hard to accept, he was clear about a fact at the moment.

He is not an opponent of Yan Zhaoge.

Even though Wu Yu butchered the golden spear in his hand, the young man in front of him was accompanied by holy soldiers.

Continue to fight to the end, only one result, that is to die in Yanzhao singer, there will be no second possibility!

Even if there is hope to die together, the fierce and brutal Yang Zhaozhen will fight to the death, but knowing that there is no winner, he calmed down, and immediately fell back.

Yan Zhaoge looked up and saw Yang Zhaozhen, who had been hit by his own hand. Instead of stabilizing his body shape this time, he used the power of inverted flight to escape to the distance.

The blue flame converged and the white light spread out, as if it were wings. Yang Zhaozhen flew directly to the distance.

Yan Zhaoge smiled, "it's easier to come than to go."

In the sky, the sound of dragon chanting is heard all the time. A huge palace appears in people's sight.

All the light dragons are vertical and horizontal between the heaven and the earth. Their majestic and majestic power frightens the four sides.

Yang Zhaozhen looked at the hall in horror, and saw that the hall was black, glittering with gold, and numerous runes and incantations were highlighted on the walls of the hall.

The golden cloud of Taoism spreads, turns into a sea of clouds, directly covers the sky, and completely blocks the void around laofengcheng.

Yang Zhaozhen is not a man without experience, so he was more shocked than other onlookers when he saw the hall in front of him.

This huge hall is made of bricks and tiles. Its appearance seems to be no different from that of ordinary materials, but it seems to be made of keel and dragon scales!

The whole hall, every brick and tile, is priceless and contains extraordinary power!

Together, it shows infinite prestige. Except for Yang Zhaozhen, who is in the realm of martial arts sage, other creatures around ten thousand miles look at the Dragon hall in the sky that day, and they all feel the sense of submission that they want to worship.

In the auspicious clouds, the main hall is hidden in it, like a real dragon hiding its head, but it has the power to dominate the world.

The gate of the palace is open, and there is a huge attraction coming from it. In the flash of the Taoist light pattern, Yang Zhaozhen will be involved in the storm.

Yang Zhaozhen was shocked. He quickly launched the Wuyu golden gun to urge the valley to resist the terror of the Dragon hall.

At the corner of his eyes, Yu Guang noticed that Yan Zhaoge was also rising from the ground, flying towards him. Yang Zhaozhen's face was iron green, his wrist was raised, and a blue fire light rushed to the sky.

The fire would burst in the sky, but the surrounding void suddenly darkened.

As soon as Yang Zhaozhen's pupil shrank, he could see that the sky above his head was shrouded in darkness, with no sound, no light and no light, and the blue flame was swallowed up directly by the darkness.

The next moment, there was a thunder in the dark.

The light of the pale thunder rises like the first light born in the eternal darkness.

Thunder burst, and the way was bleak. Thunder light fell down to Yang Zhaozhen.

Yang Zhaozhen has no choice but to mention that Wuyu Tu Jin gun is struggling to resist the thunder of yanzhaoge's eternal night.

Yan Zhaoge walked up to him and smiled at Yang Zhaozhen. Then he took another one.

Yang Zhaozhen's eyes and canthus are about to split, but he is unable to dodge. He gives Yan Zhaoge a slap and flies backward again, falling into the gate of the Dragon hall.

The door slammed shut, and there was a violent shock in it.

Yan Zhaoge slapped Yang Zhaozhen into the Dragon Palace, but he didn't rush to catch up with him. Instead, he turned to look at other great xuanwang Dynasty Warriors.

Originally, after the initial shock, all the warriors of the great xuanwang Dynasty rushed up subconsciously to support Yang Zhaozhen and besiege Yan Zhaoge together.

However, the situation changed rapidly, and the Dragon hall appeared, which directly imprisoned and suppressed Yang Zhaozhen.

Among these great xuanwang warriors, there are many powerful ones in the realm of great masters, and in the past, they were also ruthless characters galloping freely.

But at this moment by Yan Zhaoge line of sight sweep, they are all born cold, even born limb numbness feeling.

Seeing that Yang Zhaozhen, the only martial Saint guarding Luan Xiangzhou, is not the opponent of Yan Zhaoge, a group of great xuanwang worshippers, all feel their body shaking uncontrollably.

The sleeves of Yanzhao's song robe are thrown away. Among the cuffs, a thousand green dragons roar out, sweeping the world instantly!

Every green dragon sweeps through the sky and the earth, sweeping away a large number of great xuanwang Dynasty Warriors.

Sensen sword light makes the whole labor wind city immersed in a cold.

Not only the great xuanwang Dynasty martial artists, but also the old Wei family who came with Wei Yunsheng were killed by Yan Zhaoge's sword light!

In the rolling room of the robe sleeve, the sword light converges. Yan Zhaoge looks leisurely and walks into the Dragon Palace.

As soon as I entered the hall, there was a huge fire rising in front of me.

In the sea of fire, Yang Zhaozhen's face was as deep as water, watching Yan Zhaoge.

At this moment, it's time to die. Yang Zhaozhen gives up all thoughts of escaping and tries to kill Yan Zhaoge.

Now he has only one way to go, either to kill the day of birth, or to die without a burial place!

In the blue sea of fire, the golden light rises, a big roc flies out and rushes to Yan Zhaoge.

Seven bird gun, Dapeng gun!

It's not as nimble and changeable as the white crane gun, but it's faster, harder and fiercer!

The ROC spreads its wings, and the edge of the golden wings raises the green flame of Taoism, which spreads all over the world!

Yan Zhaoge shakes his head, reaches out his hand again, and returns the Tianyin.

The blue flame goes out in an instant, the ROC makes a lament, the golden light in the Dragon Palace explodes, and the little light flies, as if countless bird feathers are scattered all over the place.

Surrounded by the sea of ice and roaring ice dragons, it is more powerful under the Dragon atmosphere of the Dragon hall.

Yan Zhaoge, dressed in an arrogant cold martial suit, holds out a hand and directly holds the barrel of Yang Zhaozhen's Wuyu Tu gold gun.

The front of the gun is right in front of Yanzhao song. Yanzhao song can even feel the sharp edge of the combination of cold and hot.

But the gun that was caught was firmly in place and could not move any more.

Yan Zhaoge calmly looks at the front of the Wuyu Tu golden gun and Yang Zhaozhen, who is close to her, and smiles.

The proud cold martial clothes on the body turn into an ice dragon in an instant, and wrap them around the Wuyu Tu golden gun along Yan Zhaoge's arm.

There was a magnificent light on the gun, a black feather ROC was flying high in the light, and the mighty power set off the road.

But by the ice dragon, the brilliance was dimmed.

The surface of the long black gun flickering with gold light coagulates a layer of ice.

With a wave of Yan Zhao's singer, Wu Yu Tu's golden gun flew out of Yang Zhaozhen's hand, but landed with Ao Han's martial suit.

The two soldiers are full of spirituality and powerful. They are entangled at the moment. Even if they have no master, they are fighting in the Dragon Palace.

But Yang Zhaozhen is desperate.

Yan Zhaoge did not stop, but continued to fight with Yang Zhaozhen!

The heaven and earth in Yang Zhaozhen's eyes seem to be closed into a line at this moment.

Then, in the line where the limit of heaven and earth is blurry, a palm is squeezed out and turned. It becomes larger and larger, as if it has replaced the existence of heaven and earth. Everything in the world disappears, leaving only this palm!

The sun and the moon are dim, as if they were ancient mountains, lifted by the king of the earth, and then smashed them on his head!