Nine Hundred and Thirteen. With the Sky

What Fu Ting discovered, Yan Zhaoge also discovered.

Just in Yanfang Wonderland, in the void near Chongling Great World, a powerful aura descended, no less than those two suns.

It is clear that he is another top powerhouse who has reached the tenth level of martial saints and the supreme realm in the world.

Looking at the brilliant light, one can know that it is not the great power of the Buddhist sect, but the strong man of the Taoist sect inherited from Xianting.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable."

The loud sound pierced the void of the surrounding universe, and the powerful aura joined the battle group, and the Buddha's light dimmed immediately.

In addition to this top expert in the Tenth Layer of Martial Saints, there are other warriors in Xianting who came with him.

As a result, a wave of counterattacks was set off, and the Buddhist warriors began to retreat.

Yanfang Wonderland and Chongling Great World, after all, are the grounds of the Immortal Court. It is much more convenient to come to support and information flow than Buddhism.

But this is not good news for Yan Zhaoge and Fu Ting.

Sure enough, in the distant battlefield, after the Buddhist sect began to retreat, the strong men in the fairy court began to pursue.

However, that golden sun quickly swept across the pitch-black void, attacking in the direction of Yan Zhaoge and the others!

In the Chongling Great World, the eighth-level martial sage and Shang Jun in the middle stage of Xianqiao are the strongest.

In Yanfang Wonderland, he is not an unknown person.

The fall of such a person will naturally attract the attention of the immortals here.

Although Yan Zhaoge intentionally made the distance a little farther, and at the same time secretly had the effect of the Wuji Heavenly Book to block the precious light, it was still too close for a tenth-layer Martial Saint, almost killing people under their noses.

Just now, I have fought against the great powers of the same realm of Buddhism, so I have no time to be distracted.

When I was free for a while, I immediately found the problem.

Yan Zhaoge and Fu Ting flew back, but this time they didn't deliberately control the speed like fishing, but stayed away from Chongling Great World as soon as possible.

The Supreme Martial Sage who was born in Haoyang Palace thought that he would be able to catch up with Yan Zhaoge and the two soon, but he found that the speed of Yan Zhaoge and the two was beyond his expectation.

In this way, he was a little more serious.

At first, they thought that Yan Zhaoge and Zhaoge were carrying strange treasures, so they were able to kill Shang Jun, the eighth-level martial sage.

But now it seems that it is not the same thing.

The two of Yan Zhaoge are extremely strong in their own strength.

That round of golden sun drew a golden trajectory in the dark void, which lasted for a long time, like a golden river of heaven.

Their speed was far from comparable to that of the eighth-level martial sage. Although Yan Zhaoge and the two were extremely fast, they were gradually overtaken by the golden sun after a while.

Feeling the scorching heat and glare like a real sun star, Yan Zhaoge narrowed his eyes slightly.

In the golden day, there seemed to be a palace, like the residence of the Sun God King.

From the invisible palace, golden flames gushed out continuously.

A voice came out of it: "Hey, two martial sages at the fifth level, who are juniors in the middle stage of the gods, can actually kill the eighth level martial sage, Shang Jun, who is at the middle stage of Xianqiao?"

The other party didn't seem to underestimate the two of Yan Zhaoge, nor did they underestimate Shang Jun who was already defeated, who seemed to be overturned in the gutter, and died inconceivably.

The sun was shining, as if a gaze could see through Yan Zhaoge and Fu Ting, looking up and down Yan Zhaoge and Fu Ting.

"Huh? There's also an apostate."

The voice said: "It's a member of the Chaotic Heaven Sect of the Chongling Great World. I remember that his name is Yang Chong. It's a pity that he is willing to become a heretic."

Yan Zhaoge raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his robe sleeves, stirred up a storm, and dispersed his breath, revealing Yang Chong and Quan Haolong.

Yang Chong looked at the big golden sun with a complicated expression: "Supreme Haoyang..."

Haoyang Palace is the most powerful force in Yanfang Wonderland, and its peak was when the Emperor Haoyang was alive.

Later, Emperor Haoyang fell under the palm of Yin Tianxia, ​​Emperor Youming of the Upper Realm, and Haoyang Palace failed to produce a real immortal in these years.

However, the rise of the Haoyang Palace lord, Haoyang Supreme Pei Hua, still keeps the Haoyang Palace's momentum alive, at least it can continue to rule the roost of Fangfang Wonderland.

In the golden day, the image of the palace faintly disappeared, revealing the figure of an old man.

The old man's beard and hair were all pale gold, and he was dressed in a white robe. His whole body seemed to be shining.

It was Pei Hua, the owner of the Haoyang Palace who was inherited by Xianting and rebuilt after the Great Destruction.

Pei Hua glanced at Yang Chong indifferently, and said lightly, "Do you know, Yang Chong, the result of going against the law of heaven and going against the way of heaven?"

Yang Chong muttered, "Disciple...disciple..."

Yan Zhaoge spread his palms: "However, it was precisely because he met the great emperor of your sect that he besieged a great emperor from my sect's authentic sect two-on-one, and turned out to be no match for him. That's why he realized his own problems."

Haoyang Sovereign Pei Hua glanced across Yan Zhaoge and Yang Chong, it was clearly a scorching sun, but it made people feel chills.

Yang Chong gritted his teeth, and instead gave it a go: "I have no intention of betraying the way, I just hope that I can try to choose by myself, and try another path!"

"I want to try heretic methods of practice, but I still have my heart towards the heavens, and I always think of the immeasurable heavenly deity!"

Pei Hua looked at him: "This is the reason why you don't want to be baptized again after your precious light is unstable, and you would rather run away?"

Yang Chong gritted his teeth and said, "Also ask Haoyang Supreme to let me go..."

But before he could finish speaking, Pei Hua waved his hand: "Since you have fallen deeply into heretics, then I won't force you to stay."

Yang Chong's face just showed joy, but he saw the terrifying sunlight, which turned into a golden rain all over the sky, falling towards him!

Not to mention that his cultivation base has become weaker now, even in the peak period, just one drop of that golden light rain is enough to kill him.

Seeing this, Yan Zhaoge took a deep breath.

The sun seal is rising slowly, blocking the golden rain.

Compared with Shang Jun, Pei Hua's cultivation and strength are almost worlds apart.

The heavy rain only stopped for a while, and then continued to fall.

But taking advantage of that pause, Yan Zhaoge had already pulled Yang Chong back quickly.

"This holy weapon..." Pei Hua's eyes lit up: "Interesting, interesting!"

He looked at Yan Zhaoge, sneered and said, "You think you can protect him?"

Yan Zhaoge also smiled: "Maybe I can't even protect myself, but anyway, Your Excellency will definitely not let me leave easily. If that's the case, I'll give it a try."

The smile on Pei Hua's face was a bit weird: "The talent is very good, and the mentality is also very good, but it's a pity..."

Before he finished speaking, the precious light in his body suddenly became more dazzling.

At the same time, the exhausted precious light in Yang Chong's body also became extremely dazzling!

Yang Chong was dumbfounded. He himself gradually became transparent, then shattered, and finally turned into a Changhong along with Baoguang!

Pei Hua stopped attacking, but Yang Chong's life was already ruined!

Seeing this, Yan Zhaoge was not upset, but stared at Pei Hua thoughtfully: "It turns out that this wishing power is not just for the infinite gods."

"Important figures with higher cultivation levels in the Immortal Court, and the strong ones, can also benefit from the Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate."

"Well, it should not be as extensive as the Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, but limited to one place. For example, you will only benefit from the immortal warriors who are in the territory of the Immortal Territory."

"When they worship the Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate, you can also get some light."

Hearing this, Pei Hua's expression became a bit more solemn, he simply stopped and looked at Yan Zhaoge again.

Yan Zhaoge also sized Pei Hua up and down: "Of course, you still have to enshrine the Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, and you are one of the sources with the most incense and fire vows in Yanfang Immortal Territory."

"But on this basis, you can also enjoy some benefits with Wuliang Tianzun. I wonder if I'm right?"

Pei Hua's voice was indifferent and ethereal: "We are sincere in the Tao, and we should be with the heavens."

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