History’s Strongest Senior Brother - 1779. Chapter 1738 Chapter 1737.Break the balance of power

“I can see it, you are deliberately pissing me off.” Feng Yunsheng gave Yan Zhaoge angrily.

“You have always been very calm and generous. Others can’t be angry with you.” Yan Zhaoge smiled, but his expression was a little triumphant.

Feng Yunsheng couldn’t laugh or cry: “Yes, you are the best.”

After the two chatted and laughed for a while, Feng Yunsheng suddenly felt a little depressed, and asked softly: “Wuji Tan Xingtian, your attempt has not made much progress. I don’t know if Xiaowan and the others can wait for you to succeed.”

She and Meng Wan love the same sisters, and their friendship is no less than that of Xu Fei, Ying Longtu, Sikongqing and others.

Meng Wan, like Fu Ting and He Xixing, learned of the existence of Wuliang Tianzun before reaching the tenth realm of Martial Saint, leaving a huge hidden danger.

If Immeasurable Tianzun is willing, there is no need for real contact at all, as long as one thought, it is possible to volley the three of them directly.

Although the incident has never happened, the Taoist scholars such as Yan Zhaoge also used Sanguang Shenshui, Taiyi’s Fist and other methods to jointly block, but still can’t be sure to sit back and relax.

Feng Yunsheng has a firm and open-minded temperament, and is not very worried about the Jiuyou situation that may concern her. On the contrary, it is the matter of her close friend that has always been her heart disease.

Yan Zhaoge corrected his expression after hearing the words, and solemnly said: “At present, it is difficult to have a definitive answer, but I have already had some drafts on this matter. The situation of Junior Sister Meng, Fu Daoyou and He Daoyou may not be without a turn for the better.”

“It may be hard to say that people who have been transformed into other countries, but the three of them, Junior Sister Meng, haven’t been transformed into real ones after all.”

After a short pause, Yan Zhaoge murmured to himself: “We have a little clue to the shards of Tianyuan Stone, which helped me a lot, but unfortunately, we don’t have any shards of the Yuanshi, otherwise the progress will be faster and the harvest will be better. Bigger.”

He turned his head to look at Feng Yunsheng: “Although I still need a young man, I have just gotten a glimpse of the doorway, but Xianting will not make any big moves in a short time.”

“The Immeasurable Tianzun is also waiting for the Jiuyou game.” Feng Yunsheng nodded: “In this game, a new Taoist ancestor may be born. Naturally, several surviving Taoist powers cannot be ignored, and most of them will also have to personally. End.”

Although no one in Xian Ting can compete for this position, there is no doubt that the final result will definitely affect the Immeasurable Tianzun himself.

The same principle applies to the future Buddha and White Lotus Pure Land.

“Let’s wait and see.” Yan Zhaoge’s gaze is a bit deep, crossing the Promise Tanswear Sky, looking far away from the endless void outside the domain.

At the same time that Yanzhaoge was operating Wuji Tan Xingtian, the outside world was also turbulent.

Before Nezha set foot in the Western Pure Land of Bliss to challenge the ancient Buddha of Burning Lantern, Yan Zhaoge, Feng Yunsheng, Yang Jian and others helped him out.

Facing the Dao Sect’s direct descendant soldiers oppressing the realm, the Buddhas of the Pure Land of Bliss in the West are naturally waiting for them.

Bailian Pure Land took advantage of the opportunity of Western Bliss Pure Land’s attention being restrained by the Dao Sect, and once again took the initiative to provoke a war and struggle with Xian Ting.

Later, when the affairs of Wuji Xinghuangqi were exposed, Daomen, Western Bliss Pure Land, Yaozu, and Jiuyou fought into a group, and it did not affect the strategy of Bailian Pure Land.

No other forces intervened, they faced Xian Ting and more or less had the upper hand.

If there are no other people to bother at all, that might be the situation that Buddha and Bailian Pure Land would like to see most in the future.

However, the situation changed afterwards, and for Bailian Pure Land, it took a sharp turn.

Not only did he go to find Nezha’s Liantai Propagating Buddha, who had broken his grievances, but also the new sword Buddha Qusu was killed by Yan Zhaoge.

For Bailian Pure Land, this is definitely a blow to the bones and muscles, and its vitality is greatly injured.

As the strongest individual of the Buddhas in the White Lotus Pure Land, Qu Su, the first person under the seat of the Buddha in the future, will be an invisible deterrent even if he has not participated in the war before.

Qu Su didn’t show up, and Wang Guan, the strongest Lazy Tianzun of Da Luo in Xian Ting, also didn’t dare to be unscrupulous.

Just like the future Buddha and Wuliang Tianzun, to some extent, Qu Su and Wang Guan also restrain each other, and they are like a match.

Now that Qu Su fell, the original solid strength comparison suddenly collapsed.

Qu Su and Wang Guan restrained each other, but the total number of Celestial Immortals in Xian Ting Daluo was inferior to that of the Buddha in the White Lotus Pure Land, so the White Lotus Pure Land had the upper hand.

But now that Qu Su is dead, Wang Guanteng is born, and he alone can make up for Xian Ting’s inferiority in the total number of powerful Daluo.

Only at this point, the scene of the battle between the two sides was suddenly rewritten.

What’s more, Nezha’s challenge to the ancient Buddha of Burning Lantern has temporarily come to an end, and the Western Pure Land of Bliss has no more concerns.

On the contrary, as the allies of the White Lotus Pure Land, the demon clan compromised the Nine-Headed Great Sage, affecting both strength and morale.

As a result, this war lasted for a limited time and soon ended with the retreat of the White Lotus Pure Land.

The top powerhouse of Xian Ting did not pursue too much, only the middle and lower levels of the two sides still maintained a conflict of low intensity, as usual.

Above the Three Thousand Wonderland of Xian Ting, the Tiangong full of pavilions, towers and pavilions, is no longer the broken scene that was caused by Yan Zhaoge.

In the Tiangong, in a palace, there is a Taoist man in a red robe, his face is like blue indigo, his hair is like cinnabar, his forehead has three round eyes, three heads and six arms.

It was Lu Yue, the master of the plague department of the Heavenly Palace Divine Palace before the Great Destruction, who later devoted himself to the outside world and became the Great Emperor Haotian Emperor Lu Yue.

He sat peacefully, as if waiting for someone.

After a while, a voice rang from outside the hall: “Brother Laulu has been waiting for a long time, how can I think of me sitting here?”

Hearing this voice, Lu Yue couldn’t help but feel lost, lethargic and full of fatigue.

He wasn’t surprised, the other party obviously didn’t intend to target him either.

Soon, a man in Tsing Yi walked into the palace: “The humble house is simple, please wait for Brother Lu Dao slowly.”

The person here is surprisingly the first person of Xianting Daluo, Wang Guan, who is also known as “Lazy Tianzun” or “Sleeping Tianzun”.

Now that Qu Su fell behind, it is not an exaggeration to call it the number one in all foreign roads.

“Friend Wang Dao is polite.” Lu Yue stood up and met Wang Guan: “It seems that the Bailian evil demon has been repelled.”

“They took the initiative to retreat.” Wang Guan replied absentmindedly, “But it’s not the time to tell them about life and death. The Monster Race has a Sakyamuni relic in his hand. We have to guard against King Peacock’s defection.”

Lu Yue said: “It’s okay, Qu Su is dead. Now facing the white lotus demon, our generation has no disadvantage, and may even have the upper hand.”

“Yes, Qu Su is dead.” Wang Guan’s voice was strange and mixed.

It seems to be general, as if regretful, as sad and desolate, as if angry, as if sarcasm.

But in the end, it seemed that nothing was left, only deep exhaustion.