Chapter 657 (1/2)

Yan Zhaoge's heart leaped, and there was a sense of uneasiness.

”As expected, there is a great fear of danger, but I don't know whether it is the great Xuan dynasty or the Guangming clan?” Yan Zhaoge thought about it in her heart, but at the same time she had a problem.

Beiming sits on the ground separately, raises Qi with his knees crossed, continuously absorbs the essence of the real dragon in the Dragon Palace, and the light of the moon remaining in the worship of the sun and the moon.

In a flash, he came out of the Dragon hall, and then pinched his fingers, the huge dragon hall quickly became smaller.

At the end of the day, the huge dragon halls, originally like the residence of immortals and the imperial palace of the Dragon King, became the size of a grain of rice.

The real dragon can be big or small. When it's big, it rises nine days and hides in the hole of loach when it's small.

The Qunlong hall built by Qunlong skeleton also has such ability.

Yan Zhaoge raised his hand, and the chaos appeared in the palm of his hand. Then the small dragon hall collected it directly.

The secret of Wuji Tianshu is to work with all its strength. Yan Zhaoge seems to be in chaos, vague and boundless.

Yan Zhaoge didn't use his strength, and he was drifting in the deep sea with the undercurrent of the sea.

He felt a little loose in his heart. He felt as if some thread had been broken on his body, and as if some dust had been stained on his body before, and now it was wiped away.

”Why pursue me? That Kang Jinyuan himself can't bear to leave a mark on me. It seems that he is the excellent soldier. ”

Yan Zhaoge thought for a moment and understood: ”among the best soldiers, it's quite a good thing. It's not only amazing in defense, but also other wonderful uses.”

Yan Zhaoge is sure that this treasure is not owned by Kang Jinyuan, but by his elders.

After being injured in the first world war with nongyuxuan, his elders were afraid that he would be hurt again, so they gave him a body protection.

It must be said that it is a wise choice, otherwise Kang Jinyuan would have been stabbed to death by Yan Zhaoge.

Following the current, concealment is hidden, the speed of travel is too slow, it is not efficient, Yan Zhaoge gradually floating in Shanghai.

Looking back, the sky and the end of the sea behind us were shrouded in red sky fire and blue and purple thunder, which broke out in bursts of strong light and earth shaking sound, which was very frightening.

At this time, through the thunder fire, there is a very strong sword light flying to this side.

The sword light covered the sky. Looking from afar, half of the sky became hazy.

All the scenery seems to be static.

Yan Zhaoge nodded slightly: ”shenglingzi is a descendant, and the cultivation realm is not low.”

He sank into the sea again, became silent, and hid in the sea as if it did not exist.

The figure is transparent, no voice, no breath, no mind and mind turbulence.

Although it is far away from the center of the thunder and fire explosion, the space and time here, whether on or under the sea, are still in a distorted and broken state, presenting a doomsday scene.

Although the strength of the other side is high, in such an environment, to find the running Wuji Tianshu, everything seems to return to Yan Zhaoge, but it is also a black eye.

Without the help of huntian mirror armor, she would have no clue.

With a solemn look, Mrs. Kang looked around carefully. She thought about it in her heart, and suddenly she shot.

The continuous sword light expands and instantly becomes a huge border, covering the surrounding sea area.

Everything in the border has lost its luster and become gray, as if it is going to decay.

Everything, including the sea below, is like being sealed in amber, unable to move.

Mrs. Kang's eyes are like torches, shining through the deep sea, moving little by little, searching carefully, without missing any clues.

Yan Zhaoge is in the sea and can't move at this time.