History’s Strongest Senior Brother - 1852. Chapter 1805 1804. All annihilated!

In the dreamland, Yan Zhaoge’s eyes are clear and clear, and the falsehood remains true.

He stepped forward, as if braving the wind and the waves, leaving the fog before him.

Within a step, Yan Zhaoge appeared in front of Wang Guan, as if seeing an illusion as nothing.

He dropped a palm, but the royal pipe in front of him looked like a phantom.

There is a phantom, but it does not seem to exist here.

The palm of Yan Zhaoge’s hand looked like he was going to pass through Wang Guan’s figure, as if it were falling in an empty space.

“Now that I wake up from a dream, why bother to sleep again?” Yan Zhaoge looked calm, his palms stopped in mid-air, and pressed on the top of the phantom’s head.

There seemed to be a whirlpool in his palm.

As the vortex swirled, stirring the surrounding fog, one after another phantoms appeared, and then they were attracted to gather at the bottom of Yan Zhaoge’s palm!

The Yanzhao singer’s palm continues to fall, and the “king tube” under the palm is safe and sound.

But in the surrounding fog, there was a muffled hum.

The real Wang Guan, staggered and swayed, his whole body swaying like ripples of water.

He clenched his teeth, squeezed Fa Jue with one hand and stood on his chest, with the other finger pointing to the center of his eyebrows.

Its eyebrows split open, and then spread, and even the body shape of the king’s pipe was broken.

The action is like self-defeating, but it turns true to false, realizing the illusion, trying to forcibly wipe out the actual harm that he has received.

However, even though Wang Guan tried his best, he could still feel the surging power of Yan Zhaoge coming continuously, destroying his vitality.

This Xian Ting Da Meng Tianzun took a deep breath and his eyes became determined.

Almost at the same time, right in front of Yan Zhaoge, the “King Guan” who looked like a phantom, made a bold move at this moment!

The illusion becomes real at this time, and the false becomes true.

The king took a risk, raised both palms, and attacked Yan Zhaoge’s heart by surprise.

However, Yan Zhaoge stood still on the spot, surrounded by auspicious clouds, so that Wang Guan’s palm couldn’t touch his body at all.

Wang Guan’s face was calm, his hands and palms oscillated like water waves again, intending to turn Yan Zhaoge’s auspicious clouds into a falsehood and open the way for his own attack.

Although, he knew he had no chance…

Yan Zhaoge’s movements have never changed, but he stands still, and then stretches out his palm and pats it down.

This time Wang Guan couldn’t avoid it, and his head was smashed by the palm of Yan Zhaoge!

The mist that enveloped the fairy garden instantly dissipated.

“It’s better to go to sleep, it’s better to go to sleep…” Wang Guan’s voice became tired and lazy again, getting bigger and smaller, becoming inaudible.

Yan Zhaoge said lightly: “Go well.”

After sending the first Buddha Qusu to the extinction of the Bailian Pure Land 800 years ago, Yan Zhaoge killed the first Luo Wangguan of Xianting today.

The two great arrogances of the Outer Dao, each other’s rivals, have thus fallen into the hands of the same person.

When Wang Guan fought against Yan Zhaoge, the other big Luo Tianxians in Xianting fled one after another, seeking to get away.

But just as they moved, the figure shook before their eyes, showing the appearance of Yan Zhaoge!

One in front of everyone is not lost.

At the age of Tai Sui Tianzun Yin Jiao looked at Yan Zhaoge in front of him, with a sorrowful expression on his face: “This day, it is finally here.”

“Ling Master’s Fantian Seal, you can accept it.” Yan Zhaoge said, lifting his palm.

It seems to lift a large seal, and it seems to lift a world.

Then the sky collapsed, the sky smashed down, the two instruments were upside down, and the world of good fortune seemed to be turned over.

No matter how Yin Jiao dodges, it seems that he can’t escape the overturning power of this world.

It is the purest Fantian seal passed down by Yuqing’s diary!

At this moment, Yin Jiao seemed to see the figure of the master Guangcheng son who died in the devastation that year, looming.

And this type of Tianyin in front of him is even stronger than when Guangcheng Tianzun was at his peak in the past!

The strongest one-piece Fantian seal in history!

It is even stronger than Guangcheng Tianzun’s combination of urging the supreme treasure Fantian seal and the unique learning Fantian seal!

With a palm down, there is no bones left at the age of Tai Sui Tianzun Yin Jiao!

Not even the dregs and ashes are left.

At the same time, Lu Yue, the Great Emperor Wenhuang Haotian, also faced another Yanzhao song.

“Lord of the Plague Department, please.” Yan Zhaoge said lightly.

Lu Yue said with a calm face: “Since you have chosen this path, you don’t need to mention the past. Lu’s skills are not as good as people. Today you deserve to be robbed by this, but you will never wait to die!”

He displayed three heads and six arms, holding the Xingtian Seal, Plague Bell, Fixed Plague Flag, Finger Plague Sword and other treasures, and attacked Yan Zhaoge.

“Even if the immeasurable Tianzun will leave you a seat after transcendence, you have the ability to grab a seat from Wang Guan, Yin Jiao and others, but…” Yan Zhaoge looked at Lu Yue and pointed: “You won’t live long. One yuan, even if the immeasurable Tianzun is detached, can you really wait until that day? It’s more likely to be cheaper for your juniors, right?”

With the gesture of Yanzhao Ge, Lu Yue’s treasures such as the shaped sky seal and the shaped plague flag in his hand, did not play a role, and they broke apart one after another.

Lu Yue was able to sit on the throne of the lord of the plague in the Heavenly Palace Shrine before he was destroyed in the past years, and he had an amazing art career.

But at this moment, all struggles are in vain.

Yan Zhaoge made an understatement with his finger, putting a little on Lu Yue’s forehead.

With seemingly slow movements, Lu Yue seemed to have been given a hold method, and he could only watch Yan Zhaoge point him.

Then, a blood hole suddenly appeared on his forehead, like a deflated ball, and immediately disappeared.

Yan Zhaoge’s figure covers the fairy garden at this moment, flickering and disappearing.

Da Luo Tianzun, the outside Dao present, was not spared, and all of them fell into his hands.

Big Luo is hard to climb, even outsiders are no exception.

However, thousands of years have passed. Since the deaths of Zhao Jiang, Yu Hualong, King Inspiration, and others, the fairy court has added new Da Luo Tianxian over the years. Although the number is still limited, newcomers have finally emerged.

There are many demons of the Da Luo level among them.

But today, they were all killed one by one by Yan Zhaoge.

When Yan Zhaoge stopped, there was only one person left in front of him.

An old acquaintance.

“Brother Jiang Dao, it’s been a long time.” Yan Zhaoge looked at the old man in front of him.

Surprisingly, it was Jiang Shen who was the head of the three emperors and five emperors of the upper realm many years ago.

Many years ago, in order to avenge Nie Jingshen and Yu Ye, Yanzhaoge killed He Mian, and made a fuss in the fairy court with the golden body of the Great Sage.

As revenge thereafter, Xian Ting annexed the upper bound of the world.

In a blink of an eye, many years have passed.

After Yan Zhaoge left the upper realm of the world in the past years, now seeing Jiang Shen again is nothing but wrong.

The other party suffered the calamity of the fairy court and was turned into the outer realm. Jiang Shen, who had newly climbed to the realm of Taixuyuan, now follows the method of the outer realm, and becomes the big Luo Tianxian of the fairy court.

Only since the appearance of Yan Zhaoge, Jiang Shen looked calm and stood still, neither fighting against Yan Zhaoge like a king, nor fleeing like Lu Yue, Yin Jiao and others.

He stood there like an outsider, waiting for Yan Zhaoge to come before him.