1171. Destroy Your Mountains, Pull Up Your Trees

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Under the heavy pressure of Yan Zhaoge Fan Tianyin, the crumbling formation finally shattered.

The five air pillars all collapsed, and the abundant spiritual energy dissipated, forming five huge vortexes, huddled together, and almost engulfed Xulai Peak.

This chaotic spiritual energy storm has made everyone on Xulai Peak overwhelmed.

"Since His Majesty Qiandi is not here, I won't make it difficult for you little ones, but I can't stay in this Xulai Peak."

With his hands behind his back, Yan Zhaoge leisurely came to the top of the mountain.

All the Xulai Peak disciples under Emperor Qian's sect could only leave the mountain without looking back.

At this moment, anyone can tell that if they dare to stay on the mountain, they will be buried with the mountain gate immediately.

No one spoke harshly, they all wished to stay as far away from Yan Zhaoge as possible.

At this time, being stubborn is not only making people laugh, but it may even cost your life for nothing.

Yan Zhaoge didn't pay much attention to it, and went straight to the most central position of the main peak of Xulai Peak.

Here is a Taoist temple, which is the place where Emperor Qianyuan lived.

Yan Zhaoge broke through the outer defensive restriction, walked into it calmly, didn't care much about the things around him, and walked all the way to the backyard.

Here, a towering ancient tree with branches and leaves flashing a faint blue light stands quietly.

"It's a pity that it's not a pure ginseng fruit tree, but a grafted one. The aura of the fruit is much lower, but it's still very rare." Yan Zhaoge smiled, stretched out his hand, and clasped his fingers together.

It was as if an invisible giant hand appeared in the air, digging out the roots of the towering ancient tree.

Its root system seems to run through the entire Xulai Peak and go deep into the ground.

But at this moment, it was also swept away by Yan Zhaoge with the rocks and soil.

Following this movement, the huge Xulai Peak shook violently, and the entire mountain began to disintegrate!

Yan Zhaoge stomped his feet for the last time, and this fairy mountain in the Kunlun Mountains, which has been famous for many years, completely collapsed, was razed to the ground, and ceased to exist!

On the cloud in the distance, Wang Pu and Ah Hu looked over,

I saw dust flying in the Kunlun Mountains, and the entire mountain range with Xulai Peak as the center all fell down.

Singer Yanzhao supported a towering giant tree that was many times bigger than his body, stepping on the void, stepping out of the collapsed mountain range, and returning to Wang Pu and Ah Hu.

"Junior Brother Yan, I have to say, I almost forgot that you also have such profound attainments in the way of formation." Wang Pu said with a wry smile.

Actually, it's not that he forgot.

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

Not only is his personal strength outstanding, but the martial saint is ninefold, and the later stage of Xianqiao suppresses the black-clothed Jindi.

And on the way of refining weapons, it is even more jaw-dropping and sighing.

Supporting the Tianji Pavilion with one's own strength, affecting the hearts of the entire world and the upper world, causing many long-lost treasures to reappear in the world.

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

Others are extremely talented and hardworking, and if they can achieve Yan Zhaoge's achievement in one of them, it is enough to shock the world.

And Yan Zhaoge, no matter learning martial arts or refining weapons, is enough to look down on all living beings.

So much so that Wang Pu subconsciously ignored that before Yan Zhaoge created the Tianji Pavilion, when he was traveling to the southeast and south, when he was still seeing the Holy Martial Saint, he used to bury a group of fairy bridges with a nine-curved Yellow River array Wu Sheng.

Because I always feel that learning martial arts and refining weapons are already so good, so I don't have the energy to take care of other aspects, right?

But at this moment Wang Pu had to admit that this idea was outrageously wrong.

"No, the idea itself is actually correct." Wang Pu smiled wryly: "It is correct when applied to other people, but it is wrong for Junior Brother Yan."

Yan Zhaoge nodded at Wang Pu and smiled, "Senior Brother Wang, I've been waiting for a long time."

Then he looked at Ah Hu and said, "Take this tree to the Eastern Heaven Realm, and give it to my father, and let him handle it."

There is no need to ask Wang Pu and the others about this, as they will definitely not forget Yujingyan when they have fruit.

Yan Zhaoge raised his hands, and retracted them towards the middle.

The gigantic tree, which was so huge that it pierced through the sky, suddenly became the size of a small sapling.

Black and white air circulates around the sapling, controlling it so that it cannot return to its original state.

Then Yan Zhaoge handed the saplings to Ah Hu.

"My lord, do you want to think about it and go to Qilin Cliff as well?" Ah Hu took the sapling with a simple and honest smile on his face, but his eyes were clearly filled with the look of a money fan.

The corner of Wang Pu's mouth twitched, and he looked at the pair of master and servant in front of him speechlessly.

"Qilin Cliff, don't go there for now, we'll have to wait until later." Yan Zhaoge waved his hand and said casually.

Hearing the first half of the sentence, Wang Pu heaved a sigh of relief, but after hearing the second half of the sentence, he inevitably felt a bit of a toothache.

"But my son, the Emperor Yin is not here, the Emperor Yin is retreating, and the Supreme Emperor asked you to be blocked outside Kunlun Mountain early and kill him. Now Qilin Cliff is leaderless." Ah Hu asked curiously.

Wang Pu smiled wryly: "Because there is the mountain gate of Xuanxian, the law-protecting restriction and the formation of the mountain gate were all set up by His Majesty the Dihuang who is a quiet Xuanxian, and it is different from Xulai Peak here. Holy, it's hard to move."

"Unless the emperor falls and there is no one to take care of it, let the passage of time, at least a thousand years or even longer, become a relic cave, then we may be able to go in."

Ahu blinked his eyes, looked at Wang Pu, opened his mouth to say something, and swallowed it back.

But Wang Pu obviously understood what he meant, and the wry smile on his face deepened: "It doesn't matter if you have the Kaiyuan sword, unless it is a strong person who really pushes through the fairy gate to control the Kaiyuan sword."

"My lord, what if you go to the Supreme Realm?" Ah Hu asked quietly.

Yan Zhaoge said nonchalantly: "During the opening ceremony, have you seen the sword light that Master Yue sent back?"

Ah Hu nodded: "Powerful, terrifying, beat Qiandi and others completely powerless to fight back."

"Let's not say that Uncle Yue didn't have real kung fu at that time." Yan Zhaoge shrugged his shoulders: "It's not limited to me, if there is a martial saint in this world, the strength is extremely powerful, enough to subvert the world's perception, although it can't hurt And the real fairy who has successfully survived the mortal calamity, but he can hit that real fairy like a football, you can play him how you want to play with him..."

"At least judging from the scene, doesn't it look like a Profound Immortal beating that True Immortal?" Yan Zhaoge asked rhetorically.

Ah Hu nodded involuntarily.

Yan Zhaoge continued: "However, if this Martial Saint fights against any Xuanxian, he will end up walking around with nothing to eat."

"Why?" Ah Hu scratched his head and asked in bewilderment.

"Because, true immortals have no omissions, and mysterious immortals are quiet."

Yan Zhaoge said with a smile: "For people in the world, there are no omissions and tranquility, which is the most intuitive difference between true immortals and mysterious immortals. It has nothing to do with martial arts training and comprehension, and has nothing to do with innate understanding and physique, but the principle of creating the world itself. Rules, if you don’t transcend, you have to obey, and if you can transcend, then Xuanxian will naturally be nothing.”