Chapter 623 (2/2)

”I have truthfully reflected the situation to general Luan Xiang. I'd better wait for the people of Da Xuan to arrive and make a decision. We'd better keep them here.”

Hearing this, uncle Wei nodded and said, ”look carefully.”

He turned his head and looked at Wei Lang, who was pale. ”Stop and reflect.”

Wei Yunchang tensed his face and fell into silence.

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From Zhang qiansong's point of view, Yan Zhaoge was satisfied with the current situation of Guangming sect.

The information of elder Mo has been a matter of more than 100 years, and can only be used as a general reference. Zhang qiansong is the first-hand real-time information here, which is more useful.

After all, Zhang qiansong was seriously hurt. He was busy contacting the elders of his own dark clan and talking with Yan Zhaoge. He soon felt that he was not energetic again.

After he had a rest again, Yan Zhaoge left his room, stood in the courtyard, looked up at the brilliant Xiao Han above, and thought.

Zhang qiansong just provided information, one by one in Yan Zhaoge's mind.

”Luo Zhitao, the patriarch of Guangming sect, was the sixth master of wusheng more than 100 years ago. Although he has not yet broken through the seventh master of wusheng and stepped on the level of Xianqiao, he is probably one of the most powerful masters of wusheng in huangjianhai, which is not too horrible.”

”There are superior Saint soldiers, Sun Moon golden wheel, who suppress the mountain gate. However, the moon wheel was damaged many years ago. It is no longer the power it used to be. It has led to the decline of the power of the two wheels together, but it is still the treasure of the whole world.”

Yan Zhaoge smacked his lips: ”the old saying is true. The skinny camel is bigger than the horse. After so many years of the collapse and split of Youming church, there are still family members left behind.”

While thinking, Yan Zhaoge looks up at the stars on his head, takes in the spirit of the world, and feels very comfortable.

At this moment, he seemed to feel the world in front of him, returning to the era before the great disillusionment.

In the illusory consciousness, the long river of time seems to present a magnificent scene.

Yan Zhaoge feels as if she is based on the present and looks at the long years before the ancient times.

A lot of understanding, a lot of feelings, wash and wash his heart together.

The pure air of Taoism is released and covers the courtyard, which is hard to be seen by the outside world.

Under the pure air, there is a mass of chaos. It doesn't matter whether it starts or ends.

Between the opening and closing of the acupoints and orifices of Yan Zhao Ge, a line of runes flew out of it, condensed into an array, then combined and superimposed to build a heaven altar of runes like a pagoda and an altar.

Above the temple of heaven, there is endless brilliance and constant change, as if the time of heaven and earth is retrogressing, everything is back to the time before the opening of the world, and all is back to the time before the opening of Hongmeng.

All existence, finally turned into a chaos, as if filled with heaven and earth all over the ten sides, but as if condensed in an indescribable point.

In the chaos, there is a figure sitting in it, looming, looking carefully, but it seems that it does not exist at all.

Yan Zhaoge smiled, calm and indifferent: ”today into extraordinary, you can see half of the beginning.”