One Hundred and Ninety-Five. Harvests One by One

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Yan Zhaoge was in a calm mood, without the slightest panic. .|

Going forward in this darkness is undoubtedly another cleansing for one's spiritual will.

Any weakness, laziness, laziness, and swaying will make the darkness come in. By resisting the temptation of darkness, Yan Zhaoge's willpower will be sublimated again, and the impurities in his heart will be removed.

In the end, Yan Zhaoge pretended to be in the boundless darkness, but he was at ease and freehand. Although there was darkness that could pull people into the abyss, it didn't have any effect on him at all.

At this moment, Yan Zhaoge felt something in his heart. He smiled and raised his head. A pair of dark eyes appeared on the top of his dark head, staring at him quietly.

In the quiet darkness, Yan Zhaoge did not speak, nor did his black eyes make any sound, but there was a strange communication between the two.

The black eyes were neither sad nor happy, but they seemed to acknowledge the existence of Yan Zhaoge, gradually closing and no longer appearing, as if they had never existed.

Yan Zhaoge smiled slightly, at this moment, he was consciously withdrawing from the dark world.

Seeing the light in front of his eyes again, Yan Zhaoge turned his hands and played with the small black incense burner with great interest.

Turn it upside down and you will see it under the censer. Engraved with two ancient characters.

devour the ground.

Yan Zhaoge remembered that Zhao Hao had also called out these two words when he fought against Zhao Hao just now.

"Earth-devouring furnace?" Yan Zhaoge thought to himself.

This is no ordinary treasure. It is not a spirit soldier, but it seems to have its own spirituality and will.

Those black eyes are not the spiritual imprint left by others, but manifested after the earth-devouring furnace itself gave birth to spirituality.

Yan Zhaoge murmured to himself, "It's interesting, I want to really master this treasure, instead of using it clumsily like Zhao Hao. I'm afraid it will take some hands and feet."

Put away the censer.

Yan Zhaoge stood on the spot and continued to adjust his breath quietly.

Before, his losses were also extremely huge, not to mention running out of fuel, it was also the biggest battle in the history of energy consumption.

Fighting against Liu Shengfeng, Zhao Hao, and others was nothing more than that. The key was that his spirit and spirit were in harmony with the Thunder Emperor's Eye Fragment, urging the lightning of the moment, and the power of burning the holy soldier fragments exploded in an instant.

Although Yan Zhaoge himself was not the same as the shard of Thunder Emperor's Eye that he had taken back in his arms at this moment. The essence is completely dry, but there is also the feeling of a thief going to the empty building.

However, it was not difficult for Yan Zhaoge to recover.

Dantian gas in the sea. The chaotic air mass vibrated, splitting into streams of ice and fire, and yin and yang complemented each other, quickly nourishing the nearly dry vitality.

In comparison, the Thunder Emperor's Eye Fragment is much more troublesome.

The purple orb formed from the fragments of the holy soldier, now has a dull luster, like a gray stone bead. Not the slightest sheen.

Yan Zhaoge's mind communicated with him, but he could only feel the slightest spirituality, and the other party seemed to fall into a deep sleep like suspended animation.

I want to turn it into a thunder light again, and I can't do it for the time being.

Yan Zhaoge adjusted his breath and thought, "After all, it's just a fragment, not the real holy soldier Thunder Emperor's Eye."

"It is rumored that the Thunder Emperor's Eye in its heyday, a flash of lightning, opened up the world, and in the next instant, the power will be completely restored to its original state."

"Just like we breathe, with one breath, it is a divine thunder that shatters the void, and with one breath, the essence of the surrounding heaven and earth replenishes itself."

"And now, after its power is exhausted, if it wants to accumulate again, I'm afraid it will take a long time, and when it is used next time, it is enough not to activate the lightning of the moment, otherwise it will still be like this time, once Give it all up."

Yan Zhaoge let out a long sigh of turbidity, and most of his state recovered: "Fortunately, I have established a close relationship with Thunder Emperor's Eye before, otherwise it would be a lot of trouble this time."

"Tsk, after I go back this time, I must strengthen my formation skills." Yan Zhaoge shook his head and turned to look to the other side.

There, Ye Chongzhou, Zhang Yao and others supported each other, bandaged the wound, and adjusted the breath to relieve the injury.

Seeing Yan Zhaoge look over, Ye Chongzhou sighed, "Junior Brother Yan, thanks to you this time, otherwise all of us would have died."

"Not only will we die under Liu Shengfeng's hands, but more importantly, the opening of the Nine Serenity Gate will lead to unimaginable consequences."

Yan Zhaoge walked over and said, "Senior brother Ye is very polite. At this time, if you have the ability to do something, it is naturally impossible to stand by."

"It's just that in order to break the formation, I needed some preparation time and made you suffer."

Zhang Yao shook his head again and again: "Brother Yan, don't say that, you saved us."

Li Jingwan said, "If Senior Brother Yan doesn't stop the opening of the Gate of Nine Serenities in time, we will still die in the end, and we may still fall into Liu Shengfeng's hands and suffer more crimes and torture."

As she spoke, she turned her head to look to the other side. There, Liu Shengfeng was paralyzed on the ground, half-dead, while the bodies of the other two fallen demons who had already been beheaded by Yan Zhaoge had disappeared.

Ruan Ping bandaged his wound at this time, his face was pale and weak, but his eyes were cold.

He stood beside Liu Shengfeng, looking down at Liu Shengfeng who was lying on the ground.

Liu Shengfeng forced a flattering smile full of fear on his face: "Ruan...Senior brother, you don't care about villains...ah!"

The second half of his words were blocked in his throat, replaced by a scream.

Ruan Ping stepped on Liu Shengfeng's body.

Liu Shengfeng's chest and abdomen were already bloody, and now he was stepped on by Ruan Ping, and he was in pain.

Ruan Ping moved his feet with difficulty, and then stepped on the wound of Liu Shengfeng's broken arm again.

Liu Shengfeng gasped with "hoho" in his mouth, and he couldn't even scream out loud.

Yan Zhaoge came to Ruan Ping's side, Ruan Ping looked at him and said after a moment of silence, "Thank you for your life-saving grace."

"You're welcome." Yan Zhaoge nodded, Ruan Ping hesitated slightly, "You want to stop me?"

Yan Zhaoge waved his hand: "Whatever, if he is to be spared, he will be specially handed over to you."

As he spoke, Yan Zhaoge grabbed his palm in the air, and from the wound of Liu Shengfeng's broken arm, a black stream of light was sucked out and fell into Yan Zhaoge's palm: "I just feel a little bit about the way he temporarily reshaped the broken arm. Just interested."

After taking away the black light, Yan Zhaoge turned around and walked away: "You are busy with your own business, don't worry about me."

Ruan Ping nodded, and looked down at Liu Shengfeng below, a look of despair suddenly appeared in Liu Shengfeng's eyes.

Looking at the screaming Liu Shengfeng, Ye Chongzhou frowned slightly, sighed, and did not speak. Both Li Jingwan and Zhang Yao turned their heads to the other side.

Xiao Yu, who was in the same family as Liu Shengfeng, was a little sluggish at this time, and seemed to be thinking about something.

Yan Zhaoge's gaze turned to the place where the golden tower was before.

There is already a broken wall, but there seems to be something in the ruins.

[515 is coming soon, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and by May 15th, the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and publicity works. A piece is also love, it must be better! ] (To be continued.)