History’s Strongest Senior Brother - 1235. Chapter 1210 1209. Get in your hands (4 and ask for a monthly pass!)

The gray robe Taoist said to his heart, the moment Yan Zhaoge shot, he was more surprised than angry.

Surprised, it was full of inexplicable.

Even if the other party is also directed at Suo Mingzhang, but the half-man and half-dragon Suo Mingzhang, does the Kunpeng clan take that seriously?

After being surprised, it is anger.

A small demon king who is so small, dare to take the initiative to take the initiative to himself?

Who gave him the courage?

He is indeed a flood dragon, not a real dragon, but that is also the ten-fold pinnacle of the demon king, and he can become a real dragon in just one step.

No matter how powerful the talent of the Kunpeng clan is, no matter how strong the inheritance is, it is not enough to allow opponents to bridge such a big gap.

From the 9th Demon King to the 10th Demon King, or from the 9th Wusheng to the Tenth Wusheng Great Consummation, the gap, one step away, is close to the sky.

Ten demon kings of the nine-level realm besieged together, and they couldn’t help him.

What’s more, a Kunpeng with only the Eightfold Realm of the Demon King?

“What a courage!” The Taoist gray robe felt that he had suffered contempt and humiliation.

Because in his opinion, the support of the little Kunpeng in front of him lies in the fact that the opponent is a pure-blood Kunpeng, and he is a mixed-blood dragon, and the backgrounds of the two sides are different.

The gray-robed Taoist sneered again and again, and then swiped a claw, grabbing at Yan Zhaoge!

“Little Kunpeng, you forgot, although I am a dragon, as long as I survive the immortal catastrophe, I will become a real dragon!”

Like him, a powerful person with potential, the real dragon will also value and give support.

Otherwise, he would not be sent to the Yanlong Realm on business.

If he had a conflict with the Innate Dragon Clan, then the stepmother would inevitably suffer.

But in the fight with other foreign races, how can the Dragon race support him!

The gray-robed Taoist face turned hideous, almost disappearing from the human form, revealing the appearance of the head of a dragon.

But he was taken aback soon.

I saw light flashing in the opponent’s palm.

Then, another palm stretched out from it!

The breath on the palm of the hand made the Daoist Grey a little strange: “This…Is this human flesh?”

He secretly felt bad in his heart, so he wanted to pull back.

But how could the palm that stretched out from the light tell him to run away?

The palm of the hand grabbed the gray-robed Taoist’s original Jiaolong claws, and then dragged him into the glory!

The wings of Beiming avatar spread open, and the body shape also changed, gradually turning into a real Kunpeng appearance.

The vigorous blood of the big demon scattered, to a certain extent, concealing the breath of the Yan Zhaoge deity’s shot.

The gray robe Taoist only had time to let out an exclamation, and he was dragged into the light of Beiming Clone’s palm by Yan Zhaoge.

Bei Ming avatar clenched a fist, and the light naturally disappeared.

The gray-robed Taoist was dizzy, his eyes and foreground changed, turning into multiple light curtains, and entering an unstable independent space.

Yan Zhaoge’s deity stood in this space and looked at him with a smile.

“There is still no god in the acupuncture point, Wu Sheng Jiuzhong’s human race? But how do you feel, so terrible?” The gray-robed Taoist was surprised, still trying to break away from Yan Zhaoge’s palm.

He was shocked by the power of Yan Zhaoge who had dragged him into this space.

At this moment, he didn’t care about anger and shame, and he didn’t intend to attack Yan Zhaoge. He just wanted to leave this space first.

But the palm of Yan Zhaoge’s hand seemed to be hooped around the wrist of the gray-robed Taoist, no matter how hard the gray-robed Taoist struggled to break free, he would not move.

“Have Kunpeng colluded with the Human Race? What do they want to do?” Seeing that the gray-robed Taoist couldn’t get rid of it, he simply slammed his heart with a vicious claw and grabbed Yan Zhao Ge’s face.

Yan Zhaoge’s other left hand was behind him, and he didn’t mean to resist.

He grabbed the gray-robed Taoist’s right hand and shook in the air.

The whole body of the gray-robed Taoist was taken up in the air by Yan Zhaoge, top-heavy.

The Yanzhao singer shook, and his strength shook his body as if all the bones of the other party fell apart.

In the shaking, the Daoist in gray robe lost his human form, and the original form of the dragon appeared directly in the ash billowing.

The huge body, under the palm of Yan Zhao singer, shrunk to like a straw rope.

Yan Zhaoge’s right hand shook in the air, directly shaking away the vitality of this gray scorpion, the bones were out of touch, and it became limp like a dead snake.

He then slowly stretched out his left hand, pinched the neck of the gray flood from the other end, smiled and asked, “Okay, now we can have a good conversation.”

“Why are you here? What did the master leave here?”

Hui Jiao rolled his eyes and looked at the space where the light flow was shaking in front of him, with despair in his heart.

No one knows when I am here.

At least, it was impossible to detect it immediately. By the time the strong in his own clan found out, Yan Zhaoge would have already run out of sight.

“I was only ordered to act, that is, I was ordered to search and see if there was anything left by the master here.” Hui Jiao replied helplessly, “I haven’t found it yet, and I don’t know if it is true. It’s just that there is no other clue, so I can only Come and try your luck again.”

“Why didn’t you come early and late? Come here recently?” Yan Zhaoge asked.

The Hui Jiao replied: “Master here, it’s hard to find the whereabouts. I heard that he finally appeared again a while ago, but he is still out of sight, so the clan asked me to come and take a look.”

“The owner of this place has left here for thousands of years. He only came back once about a thousand years ago. It shouldn’t be without reason. So the clan always suspects that he has left behind.”

Yan Zhaoge asked about the time carefully, and then roughly estimated the time.

Huo Yaoying confused the Supreme, the time when he first left the Flame Dragon Realm was not far from the time when he appeared in the Daomen Universe according to the rumors.

In other words, it was true that he never returned after leaving, only returned once a thousand years ago, and then left soon.

Calculated like this, no matter how you look at it, it seems to come back on purpose.

So, what is it?

No wonder everyone cares about Yanlong Realm here.

Yan Zhaoge temporarily dissipated the qi and blood of this gray flood, then suppressed him with the sun seal, and handed it to Panpan to deal with it.

As for whether to eat as a meal or to play, it is up to Panpan to decide.

The avatar of Bei Ming fell down at this moment, came to the valley, looked around, and looked around.

“Huo Yaoying confuses the superior’s cultivation strength. If you want to hide something, it is difficult for others to discover, but it does not rule out the possibility that top great monsters will come here to investigate.” Yan Zhaoge said in his heart: “If this is the case, why? There is no gain?”

The avatar of Bei Ming was strolling in the valley, and as he walked, he saw a huge tomb in front of him.

With a slight movement in his heart, he walked forward and saw two names engraved on the tombstone.

“Huo Yaoying confuses the place where the Lord’s parents are buried together?”

There is no special prohibition and protection for the tomb, and some simple care to prevent the wind and sun is still arranged by the fat relics occupying the Yanlong world.

However, no one had the idea of hitting a grave.

Take the Grey Flood Dragon as an example, his eyesight is enough to see through the ground, and it is clear at a glance whether there is anything hidden.

If the tomb is broken, it will undoubtedly be a life and death vengeance, which is not worth it.

Yan Zhaoge also felt that according to the rumored temperament, Huo Yaoyinghuo would not use his parents’ graves to hide things.

He turned his head and looked to the other side, where there was a thatched cottage.