Six Hundred and Twenty-Seven. Easy to Come and Hard to Go

The humiliation and anger in Yang Zhaozhen's heart reached its peak, but his mind was completely calm at this moment.

Although he felt humiliated and unacceptable, he clearly confirmed a fact at this moment.

He is no match for Yan Zhaoge.

Even with Wuyutu's golden gun in his hand, the young man in front of him is also accompanied by holy soldiers.

Continue to fight to the end, there is only one result, and that is to die on Yan Zhao singer, there will be no second possibility!

Even if there is hope to fight to the death, the brave and brutal Yang Zhaozhen will fight to the death, but knowing that there is no chance of winning, after he calms down, he immediately feels like retreating.

Yan Zhaoge raised his eyes and saw that Yang Zhaozhen, who had been sent flying by his own palm, did not stabilize his figure this time, but instead used the momentum of flying backwards to escape into the distance.

The cyan flame converges, and the white light unfolds, as if turning into wings, Yang Zhaozhen flies directly into the distance.

Yan Zhaoge smiled: "Easy to come, hard to go."

The sound of dragon chant resounded in the sky, and a huge palace appeared in people's sight.

Strips of light dragons criss-cross the sky and the earth, with majestic and majestic power, shocking all directions.

Yang Zhaozhen looked in amazement, and saw that the whole body of the hall was pitch-black, flashing with golden light, and countless talisman spells stood out on the wall of the hall.

Rows of golden clouds spread out and turned into a sea of ​​clouds, covering the sky directly, completely blocking the void around Laofeng City.

Yang Zhaozhen is not uninformed, so when he saw the appearance of the hall in front of him clearly, he was more shocked than other bystanders.

This huge hall is brick by brick, and the appearance seems to be the same as ordinary materials, but it seems to be made of pieces of dragon bones and pieces of dragon scales!

In the entire hall, every brick and tile is priceless, and it also contains extraordinary power!

Gathering together, it shows infinite majesty. Except for Yang Zhaozhen, who is in the realm of martial saints, other creatures around thousands of miles away, looking at the Dragon Palace in the sky, feel a sense of surrender in their hearts that want to worship.

Inside the auspicious clouds of dragon majesty, the main hall is hidden in it, like a real dragon hides, but it has the power to rule the world and rule all things.

The gate of the palace was opened, and there was a huge suction force coming from inside. As the light lines flickered, they were about to converge into a raging wave and involve Yang Zhaozhen in it.

Yang Zhaozhen was terrified, and hastily unfolded the Wuyutu Golden Spear, urging his own strength to resist the terrifying power of the Dragon Palace.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Yan Zhaoge also rose from the ground and flew towards him. Yang Zhaozhen's face was ashen, and with a lift of his wrist, a cyan flame rushed into the sky.

The flames were about to explode in the sky, but the surrounding void suddenly darkened.

Yang Zhaozhen's pupils shrank, and he saw that the sky above his head was shrouded in darkness. There was no sound, no light and no light, and the blue flame was directly swallowed by the darkness.

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

The pale thunder light lit up, as if the first light was born in the eternal darkness.

The thunder exploded, and thunderbolts of pale light blasted towards Yang Zhaozhen's head.

Yang Zhaozhen had no choice but to bring up the Wuyu Tu Golden Spear to resist the bombardment of Yan Zhaoge's Thunder of Yongye.

Yan Zhaoge walked in front of him unhurriedly, looked at Yang Zhaozhen and smiled, and then slapped him again.

Yang Zhaozhen's eyes were about to burst, but he was powerless to dodge, he was slapped by Yan Zhaoge and flew upside down again, and fell into the gate of the Hall of Dragons.

The door slammed shut, and violent shocks soon came from inside.

After Yan Zhaoge smashed Yang Zhaozhen into the Hall of Dragons with one palm, he didn't rush to chase in, but turned his head to look at the other Daxuan Dynasty warriors.

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

But the situation changed rapidly, and the Dragon Palace appeared, directly imprisoning and suppressing Yang Zhaozhen.

Among these Daxuan Dynasty warriors, there is no shortage of strong men in the realm of Grand Masters, and they were also ruthless characters who galloped freely in the past.

But at this moment when Yan Zhaoge's eyes swept over them, they all felt cold all over their bodies, and even felt numb in their limbs.

Seeing that Yang Zhaozhen, the only martial sage guarding Luan Xiangzhou on weekdays, is not Yan Zhaoge's opponent, all the warriors of the Xuan Dynasty,

At this time, I felt my body trembling uncontrollably.

Yan Zhaoge flicked the sleeves of his robe, and from the cuffs, thousands of emerald-green light dragons roared out, sweeping across the world in an instant!

Green dragons crisscrossed the sky and earth, sweeping away all the warriors of the Daxuan Dynasty.

The dense sword light caused the entire Laofeng City to be immersed in an icy cold.

Not only the warriors of the Daxuan Dynasty, but even the elders of the Wei family who came with Wei Yunsheng were slaughtered by Yan Zhaoge's sword light!

While the sleeves of the robe were rolling, the sword light was completely restrained, and Yan Zhaoge walked into the Hall of Dragons with a leisurely demeanor.

As soon as he entered the hall, there was a thousand zhang green fire rising in front of his eyes.

In the sea of ​​fire, Yang Zhaozhen's face sank like water, staring at Yan Zhaoge firmly.

At this moment, it was already a desperate situation, Yang Zhaozhen also gave up all thoughts of running away, and charged at Yan Zhaoge with all his strength.

He can only go forward now, either to kill the sky, or die without a place to die!

In the blue sea of ​​flames, a golden light rose up, and a roc flew out, rushing towards Yan Zhaoge.

The Seven Birds Spear, the Dapeng Spear!

It is not as agile and changeable as the Baihe Baoqiang, but it is faster, more vigorous, and more violent!

The roc spread its wings, and blue flames were set off from the edges of the golden wings, covering the sky and covering the earth!

Yan Zhaoge shook his head, stretched out his palm again, and returned the Heavenly Seal one after another.

The green flame was extinguished instantly, the roc wailed, and the golden light in the Dragon Palace exploded, and bits of light flew around, as if countless bird feathers were scattered all over the place.

Surrounded by the sea of ​​ice, all the ice dragons roared, surrounded by the dragon aura of the Dragon Palace, they became even more powerful.

Yan Zhaoge was wearing Aohan Wuyi, stretched out a hand, and directly held the barrel of Yang Zhaozhen's Wuyutu Golden Spear.

The point of the gun was right in front of Yan Zhaoge's eyes, and Yan Zhaoge could even feel the sharpness of the icy coldness and scorching heat in it.

But the gripped gun shaft was firmly fixed in place, and it was difficult to move any more.

Yan Zhaoge calmly looked at the front of Wuyutu's golden spear, and Yang Zhaozhen who was close to him, and smiled slightly.

The Aohan martial clothes on his body instantly turned into an ice dragon, wrapped around Yan Zhaoge's arm and wrapped around the Wuyutu Golden Spear.

A majestic brilliance lit up on the barrel of the gun, and a roc with black feathers fluttered its wings high in the brilliance, and the majestic power set off waves of turmoil.

But being swept up by the ice dragon, the brilliance dimmed instantly.

A layer of frost condensed on the surface of the jet-black spear that shone with golden light.

Singer Yanzhao swung the Wuyutu Golden Spear out of Yang Zhaozhen's hand, but landed together with Aohan Wuyi.

The two holy soldiers are full of spirituality and majestic power. At this moment, they are entangled with each other. Even if they have no master, they are still fighting in the Hall of Dragons.

But Yang Zhaozhen showed despair on his face.

After dropping the Wuyutu Golden Spear in Aohan Wuyi, Yan Zhaoge didn't stop, but continued to hit Yang Zhaozhen with one palm!

The world in Yang Zhaozhen's eyes seems to be closed into a line at this moment.

Then, in the blurred line of the limit of the world, a palm was squeezed out, turned over, and grew bigger and bigger, as if replacing the existence of the world, everything in the world disappeared, only this palm remained!

The sun and the moon are dark, like an ancient sacred mountain, lifted up by the unrivaled god king, and then smashed on Yang Zhaozhen's head! (To be continued.) 8 For more exciting novels, welcome to visit our Reading Academy