Chapter 1172 (1/2)

Under the heavy pressure of Yan Zhaoge and fan Tianyin, the crumbling array was finally broken.

Five air pillars, all collapsing, full of spirit and Qi, form five huge whirlpools, squeeze into a group, and almost engulf the virtual peak.

This chaotic aura storm has left everyone on xulai peak at a loss.

”Since emperor Qiandi is not here, I can't help you little ones, but I can't stay here.”

Yan Zhaoge carries his hands behind him and comes to the top of the mountain leisurely.

A group of disciples from emperor Qiandi's gate who came to the peak in vain can only leave the mountain without returning.

At this moment, no one can see it. If you dare to stay on the mountain, you will be buried immediately.

No one is cruel, but I just want to stay as far away from Yanzhao song as possible.

At this time, it's hard to talk, not only to make people laugh, but also to kill them.

Yan Zhaoge didn't pay much attention to it. He went to the center of the main peak of xulai peak.

Here, it is a Taoist temple, where the great emperor Qianyuan's Taoism hall is located.

Yan Zhaoge breaks through the outer defense and enters into it peacefully. He doesn't think much about the things beside him and comes to the backyard all the way.

Here, a towering ancient tree with light green light flashing from its branches and leaves stands quietly.

”It's a pity that it's not really a pure ginseng fruit tree, but it's grafted. The spirit of the fruit is not so good, but it's very rare.” Yan Zhaoge smiled and reached for his hand directly.

As if an invisible giant hand appeared in the air, it planed out the towering ancient tree.

Its root system seems to run through the whole virtual peak, deep underground.

But at the moment, Yan Zhaoge also took away the earth with the stone.

With this action, the huge virtual peak rocked violently, and the whole mountain began to collapse!

Yan Zhaoge is the last one to stamp his foot. This immortal mountain, which is famous in the world for many years, collapsed completely and was razed to the ground. It no longer exists!

In the distance, Wang Pu and a Hu looked at the clouds and saw the dust flying in the Kunlun Mountains. The whole mountain range centered on the xulai peak was low.

Yanzhao singer is holding a huge tree which is many times bigger than his body. He steps out of the collapsed mountains step by step and returns to Wang Pu and ah Hu.

”Younger martial brother Yan, I have to say that I almost forget that you have such profound attainments in the way of array.” Wang Pu said with a wry smile.

In fact, it's not that he forgot.

It's Yan Zhaoge who has been dazzling in other aspects over the years.

It's not only the outstanding personal strength, wusheng Jiuchong, but also the late realm of Xianqiao to suppress the emperor in black.

Moreover, in the way of refining tools, it makes people tongue tied and sigh at the dust.

One's own strength supports the Tianji Pavilion, affects the hearts of the whole world, and makes many lost treasures reappear in the world.

Whether it's personal martial arts or weapon training, it should be something that requires a lot of time and energy.

Others are gifted and hardworking. To have Yan Zhaoge's achievements in one of them is enough to shock the world.

Yanzhaoge, whether learning martial arts or practicing utensils, is enough to look down upon all living beings.