History’s Strongest Senior Brother - 1240. Chapter 1215 Chapter 1214. The last battle of life

The big You Ming Wheel suddenly moved, which surprised Yan Zhaoge slightly.

Fortunately, his control of the Great You Paddle Wheel is advancing with each passing day.

At the place where the heart is moving, the infinite evolves, a chaos envelopes the stupid big secluded paddle wheel, so that the sudden power fluctuations will not be transmitted to the outside world.

There were twelve holes in the black iron wheel, and at this moment, all eleven had become dull.

Only in the last hole, there was a misty brilliance.

It’s not dim, but it’s not dazzling, it looks vague and chaotic.

At this moment, Yan Zhaoge suddenly felt that his mind and the Great Nether Wheel were closer than ever before.

Then, as the chaotic powers of the two sides have been connected, a picture emerged in his mind.

For a moment, Yan Zhaoge felt his mind as if he was going to sink into the long time shown in this picture scroll.

He forcibly stabilized his mind, still in a relatively detached state, jumping outside, watching the scenes.

Because of this, Yan Zhaoge still has the energy to pay attention to what is happening in the real world outside.

In this area, a large number of Xian Ting powerhouses gathered because of Huo Yaoying’s deceit.

The Buddhism warrior clashed with the Xianting warrior here, and the time was delayed for a while, and it really alarmed other Xianting powerhouses nearby.

The person who struck from afar at this moment was another Xian Ting emperor who had reached the realm of Xuanxian.

That majestic, yet vast and lofty aura seemed to be even stronger than the immortal emperor who had cultivated the enlightenment of the Ling Guangfei Immortal Book in front of him.

“Nanwu Maitreya Buddha.” Upon seeing this, the Buddhism Arhat immediately announced the Buddha’s name again, and then pushed his opponent away with his full palm, greeted the other Buddhism warriors, and withdrew from the battlefield together.

Continuing to fight, the number of Xian Ting powerhouses will only increase.

However, even if they wanted to leave, the Xian Ting warriors present would not give up.

Ling Guangfei’s immortal book has unique insights and mysteries in the movement of time and space.

The Emperor Xianting had an advantage over his opponent in terms of speed, and immediately entangled him.

However, a faint golden light flashed in the distance suddenly.

The golden light is small, just like dust.

But it turned into a towering mountain in an instant.

Mustard seeds turned into Sumi and suppressed against Suzaku.

The bird that set off a sea of flames, carrying Mount Xumi, suddenly sank and slowed down.

Taking this opportunity, the Buddhism Arhat who turned into an angry King Kong appearance immediately fled away.

Another Immortal Emperor who rushed over after all was one step late, too late to stop him.

“There is another master in Buddhism Pure Land to respond.” Yan Zhaoge can see clearly: “However, it is limited to this, it is impossible to turn around and counterattack. After all, there are still many people in Xian Ting. If these great monks are entangled, After all, the siege is inevitable, and it will be too late to run.”

His gaze retracted from the distant Buddha’s light, and his attention paid more attention to the other side.

There, a woman appeared in the void, thirty or forty years old, expressionless, her eyes cold.

“See Sumi, King Kong, if you dare to come, why go fast?” the woman asked indifferently.

From afar in the void, there was a Buddha’s horn: “The Snow Emperor has invited you. After hearing that you are waiting to gather here to plan a major event, we naturally have to take a look. Since it is not welcome, we have to leave first.”

“The two thieves are bald, they are quick to see the opportunity.” As the woman spoke, she came to the other Xianting martial artist.

Yan Zhaoge looked at the woman who was revered as the “Snow Emperor”, and her mental state could not fluctuate.

But he could clearly feel that the restlessness of the Great You Ming Wheel became more intense.

And the vision that came into my mind from the Great You Ming Wheel was even more urgent.

In each picture, Yan Zhaoge clearly saw the figure of the Snow Emperor.

The opposite side is as sinking as water, murderous in his eyes.

But compared with her in front of Yan Zhaoge in reality at this moment, she was a bit more frustrated.

Because she was in the realm of Xuanxian, she couldn’t help but be a real immortal.

Not only was she unable to help this true immortal, if it wasn’t for her who couldn’t survive the true mysterious calamity because of the other party’s immortal qi injury, she might even be inferior.

Only by relying on himself not to be afraid of the opponent’s attack, can he barely maintain a tie.

The Xuehuang figure appeared in Yan Zhaoge’s mind, and he felt that his current vision belonged to another person.

This is the memory of that person.

And this person who made the Emperor Xianting completely helpless was the former master of the Great You Minglun.

Emperor Youming, Yin Tianxia!

“This is the last battle in the life of the Great Emperor You Ming…” Yan Zhaoge understood clearly in his heart.

The woman who frightened the two Buddhist arhats in front of her was one of the opponents of the last battle of the emperor Yin Tianxia.

Part of the material of the Great You Ming Wheel is transformed from the remnants of Yin Tianxia’s own fall, and it will contain intermittent fragments of Yin Tianxia’s memories during his lifetime.

Because I felt the aura of the familiar opponent’s power more, I reacted and changed.

Picture after picture in Yan Zhaoge’s mind generally appeared.

Many enemies rushed in this direction.

The six Emperors of Xian Ting joined forces to display all kinds of unique skills, shocking the situation to change color, and the world hangs upside down.

But as one palm stretches out, one is covered with a layer of dim brilliance, the palm that is neither bright nor dark stretches out, everything disappears in smoke!

The seemingly magnificent and domineering offensive of the six Xian Ting Great Emperors, when they touched that palm, they all collapsed and defeated.

Later, one after another Xian Ting Great Emperor fell under this magical palm.

Then, the opponent became the Snow Emperor.

The sky is full of ice and snow, and the universe is frozen, but the seemingly dim brilliance can’t be frozen.

The brilliance, which is not hot, is like boiling soup and snow, the scorching sun, and the scorching sun, dispelling the ice, snow and cold air cleanly.

Then, there was another opponent.

Another quiet Xuanxian, Xianting Emperor, holding a sword in his hand, sword light everywhere, the heaven and the earth are picturesque, all cut open.

The dim brilliance flickers and dim, or it is like a boundless gloom, or it is like an immeasurable light, or it turns into non-light and non-dark, hazy.

This Guanghua fought against the heavens and the earth, boldly and fearlessly, fighting with the two emperors inextricably.

Then, the third and fourth Emperor Xianting appeared…

More and more powerful men rushed to chase and block the faint and glorious path.

“Yin Tianxia, I have heard your name, the most outstanding person in this generation of outsiders, but unfortunately, you are looking for your own death.” Someone said coldly, “Come back to Immeasurable Tianzun, and find the Tianyuan Stone lost because of you. Fragment is your last life, don’t let yourself be mistaken.”

Yan Zhaoge heard a familiar and unfamiliar voice, resounding from the depths of his mind.

“Since there was this dynasty under the Karma Meeting, and his personal gains and losses, Yin has long been ignored. As a descendant of the Three Qings, he gave up his body today to protect the authentic sect of my Dao Sect.”

“Yin Tianxia, you are not sorry for your death.” A fairy court emperor roared angrily: “The old man will let you know what is the place of death without burial!”

You Ming Guanghua did not retreat but advanced, soaring into the sky to meet each other.

“This peace of mind is my hometown, why don’t you have no place to be buried?”