Two Hundred and Seventy-Four. The Battle of the Holy Land!

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Although Yan Zhaoge has always felt good about himself, but from the bottom of his conscience, if someone specifically deals with him, he really won't let him

The appearance of the demon sage Yuan Tian is undoubtedly Jueyuan's external pressure on Guangcheng Mountain, attracting the attention of Guangcheng Mountain, diverting the tiger away from the mountain, and fighting for opportunities for other places.

After all, no matter how high the level of the traitor was, if he wanted to sneak Yuan Tian into the hinterland of Guangcheng Mountain, he would take Guangcheng Mountain too seriously.

But what made Guangchengshan helpless was that Yuan Tian showed up, so he couldn't ignore it.

Otherwise, the damage caused by this unscrupulous sabotage in a short period of time may not be much inferior to that of the Nine Nether Arrivals.

Being disturbed by outsiders on the ground of his own house, but still tightening his grip and leaving the mountain gate, the face of Guangcheng Mountain will be completely lost.

As for Yuan Tian stepping on Yunzhen County to take care of Yan Zhaoge, that is incidental.

Some of them may have some meaning that they must force Yan Di to take the Taiqing robe out of the mountain.

Although Yan Di and others are not people who are afraid of things, but it is a sensitive moment, Yuan Zhengfeng is at a critical juncture in retreat, internal and external troubles appear together, maybe the Guangcheng lineage will suddenly do the opposite, hold back a breath, and afterwards Then slowly settle accounts with Yuan Tian.

Winning Yan Zhaoge was to gain another bargaining chip over Yan Di.

Yuan Tian appeared, and it was too late to leave at this time, Yan Zhaoge collected his mind and simply looked into the distance.

In the distant sky, streaks of gray mist emerged, covering the sky and covering the sun, drifting towards the Yan family's ancestral mansion.

The originally bright sky and sunlight all disappeared at this moment, leaving only a gray area between the sky and the earth.

In the vast sea of ​​gray clouds, countless figures loomed faintly, and the dark clouds seemed to turn into painful and distorted faces, looking down together and roaring silently together.

Yan Zhaoge, Ah Hu and the others could clearly feel the gloomy and cold waves.

That didn't originate from the coldness of the physical senses, but the chill that rose from the bottom of my heart, as if I was facing a great inherent terror.

Seeing the dark cloud, Yan Zhaoge nodded secretly: "It is true that there are some shadows of the former Impermanence Demon School, but I don't know if it has begun to incorporate the Buddhist idea of ​​impermanence?"

As far as Yan Zhaoge knew, there was a huge change in the Impermanence Demon Sect before the Great Destruction, from the martial arts essence of the sect to the inheritance of the strong among the sect, there were disputes and changes.

Among them, Yan Zhaoge didn't know much about the specific situation, but only heard the general news.

However, it seems that with the advent of the Great Destruction, there is no definite number inside the Impermanence Demon Sect, and it will return to dust together with the world.

Looking at the overwhelming dark clouds at this moment, Yan Zhaoge couldn't help feeling slightly dazed, and many memories from the past emerged in his mind.

Dark clouds instantly enveloped the entire world, covering the whole world in darkness, covering up the sunlight, making Yunzhen County seem to be in the dark night.

Yuan Tian didn't talk nonsense here, the powerful martial arts fist was suppressed, and the illusory fist was condensed into substance.

In front of Yuan Tian, ​​the guardian formation of the Yan family's ancestral house did not exist.

Dao Dao Guang Long still soars and dances,

But it's useless, and it can't stop Yuan Tian at all.

It seems that there is no need to distinguish, Yuan Tian's fist directly locked on Yan Zhaoge.

Yan Zhaoge's body began to rise uncontrollably.

But Ah Hu, Yan Wenzhen and other people who were in the Yan family's ancestral house all felt their bodies go numb.

Immediately afterwards, they only felt their internal organs, as if being grabbed and squeezed by someone.

The bones of the whole body creaked, the body seemed to explode, the blood vessels were broken, and the blood spurted out from every pore on the body!

Among the people present, Yan Wenzhen, who has the highest level of cultivation, is only at the fourth level of the great master, the level of the early Yuanling.

Yuan Tian didn't need to show up, he could already sweep the audience, he wanted to capture Yan Zhaoge alive, and at the same time crush the Yan family's ancestral house.

However, as his target, Yan Zhaoge, who faced Yuan Tian's sharpness directly, remained calm and did not change at all. Instead, he was interested in observing and trying to figure out Yuan Tian's martial arts intentions.

Yuan Tian may have noticed Yan Zhaoge's abnormality, but he didn't ask anything, but continued to follow his own pace.

As one of the six great martial saints in the world, he has this strength and confidence.

Unfortunately, his idea is destined not to become a reality.

The sky and the earth suddenly shook, and streams of fresh air surged out, diluting the dark clouds in the sky in an instant, and the sunlight in the sky was sparse, passing through the clouds again, and sprinkled on the earth.

The domineering sword intent pierced the sky and smashed Yuan Tian's fist intent on the Yan family's ancestral house.

In the Yan family's ancestral house, Yan Zhaoge's body, which had just floated up two or three meters, fell to the ground again.

Ah Hu, Yan Wenzhen and the others all heaved a sigh of relief, no longer being oppressed as if they were going to explode.

Dark clouds billowed in the sky and spread to both sides, revealing a man, a pale middle-aged man dressed as a scribe.

It is the demon sage Yuan Tian who is famous in the Eight Great Worlds!

Yuan Tian frowned slightly: "Taiqing Pao, Yan Di?"

There was a turmoil between heaven and earth, and a heroic man who looked only in his early thirties, but with star frost on his temples, appeared. He was the father of Yan Zhaoge, Yan Di, who was temporarily acting as the head of the Guangcheng Mountain sect. .

Seeing Yan Di appear, Yan Wenzhen and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

Yuan Tian stared at Yan Di, or rather, his attention was focused on the white robe Yan Di was wearing.

The white robe with wide and wide sleeves covered Yan Di's body, as if distorting the surrounding void, containing infinite mysteries, turning the space of heaven and earth into a skirt.

From the white robe, a stream of fresh air spreads in all directions, as if it engulfs the surrounding world.

"Taiqing robe." Yuan Tian nodded and looked at Yan Di: "Why are you here? You actually took the Taiqing robe and left Guangcheng Mountain on your own initiative. Did you come here specifically for me, Yuan? You know Yuan Will definitely appear here?"

Yan Di put his hands behind his back, calmly looked at Yuan Tian, ​​who was the sage of martial arts, and asked instead: "Yuan Tian, ​​with your strength and status, why are you willing to join Jiuyou? What can they give you? Could it be that you are also Pursue longevity and give up being a human being?"

Yuan Tian shook his head: "It doesn't matter, anyway, the original purpose was to force you to leave Guangcheng Mountain, and now you are willing to take the initiative to come out, which is exactly what I want."

"I have roughly guessed some of your thoughts. It is nothing more than trying to hold the initiative in your own hands and catch me by surprise. You saved your son and then rushed back to the mountain immediately. In this way, our people On the contrary, it may not be able to react and move in Guangcheng Mountain in time."

Below Yan Zhaoge, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

Both my father and Yuan Tian had no intention of answering each other's questions. Although their tone was flat, they were always tit for tat.

The terrifying power artistic conception of the two strong men collided violently and squeezed each other from the moment they met, making the surrounding world tremble.

Yuan Tian looked at Yan Di and said indifferently: "But, in front of me, is it that easy for you to take your son away?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and clenched his fist.

The power of terror condensed instantly.

With one punch, the world is shocked! (To be continued.)