Three Hundred and Eighty-Four. Looking at the 8 Poles, Who Can Match in the Future?
Yan Zhaoge stood in the void, calmly recuperating his breath.
In the body, the spiritual energy like a sea tide does not need to be agitated, it surges crazily.
For other warriors in the realm of Grandmaster Yun Ling, the wild and vast aura is enough to split the human body.
Only with Yan Zhaoge's strength can he support it, and continuously dissolve the spiritual energy, absorb it, and use it for his own use.
The meridians of Yan Zhaoge Zhou's body seem to be composed of countless air masses at this moment, and the air masses are constantly rotating, absorbing the abundant water-type spiritual energy pouring into his body.
At the last moment of refining the Bihai Danxinjian, Bihai's boundless formation reversed, almost completely evacuating the water-type aura of the sea with a radius of ten thousand miles.
The majestic power of the sea was poured into the central hall of Bihai City together, providing the final power guarantee for the holy soldier's sacrifice.
As the instigator, although Yan Zhaoge retreated in time, he also benefited a lot.
If you want to truly cultivate your own true martial arts spirit, it is not something that can be achieved overnight by refining Gang Chengyuan and stepping into the realm of Yuanling Grand Master.
But now, such majestic spiritual energy entered his body, once again laying a solid foundation for Yan Zhaoge.
The accumulation of physical strength levels has become rich again, and it is only when one's comprehension of the mysteries of martial arts reaches a certain height and completely turns the false into the real is the time to hit the realm of the Grand Master of Yuanling.
The majestic water-type spiritual energy entered his body, nourishing Yan Zhaoge's physical body continuously, making his flesh and blood body stronger.
This experience is tantamount to another reborn baptism.
Such baptism is due to chance, and it is difficult for others to replicate.
In addition to the irrigation of spiritual energy, at the moment when the Bihai Danxinjian was completely refined, Yan Zhaoge experienced the birth of the holy soldier, the infinitely mysterious and condensed process, and it was a unique experience.
Martial saints succeed in refining holy weapons, and they often get feedback, their cultivation has improved, and there is even the possibility of breaking through the bottleneck.
Although Yan Zhaoge was not the practitioner of Bihai Danxinjian, he still has endless aftertaste at this time.
Suddenly there was a violent vibration between the sky and the earth, Yan Zhaoge came back to his senses, and saw the sky above his head burst into flames.
The irascible Flame Demon King Cheng Huang finally chose to disintegrate himself and launched a decisive blow to Yuan Zhengfeng and Bihai City below.
Unfortunately, his opponent is Yuan Zhengfeng who is wearing a Taiqing robe.
The sky-covering giant hand turned the sky upside down, trapping the flames of the explosion in one corner, making it difficult to harm the surroundings.
Yan Zhaoge bowed to Yuan Zhengfeng in the sky: "Master, thank you for arriving in time, old man."
Yuan Zhengfeng laughed and said: "No, thanks to Zhao Ge you are right, otherwise I will not arrive in time."
Yan Zhaoge looked at Song Wuliang, An Qinglin, and the others in the direction where the two Flame Demon Kings disappeared: "Are you going to leave immediately?"
Yuan Zhengfeng said solemnly: "I can't rest, the Balrogs from the outer sea seem to have pressed near Changying City, the old man has to rush over to have a look."
Yan Zhaoge nodded upon hearing that, Changying City was indeed going to become the main battlefield.
However, with Yuan Zhengfeng carrying the Taiqing Robe, Song Wuliang participating in the battle with the newly released Bihai Danxin Sword, and Huang Guanglie who may also rush there, it should be enough to support the battle and even set off a counterattack.
If the Balrog does not continue to increase its troops, it will be difficult for them to make a big difference in this battle.
"But it is also worthy of vigilance. In this battle, basically all the current top powerhouses of the Eight Great Worlds were gathered to contain the opponent's offensive." Yan Zhaoge thought in his heart.
On the other side, everyone in Bihai City also came forward to greet Yuan Zhengfeng and thank him for his help.
This time the Balrog came suddenly, if it wasn't for Guangcheng Mountain's help, Bihai City might not be able to survive this catastrophe.
After Yuan Zhengfeng greeted them, he didn't stay, and immediately went east.
Everyone in Bihai City can also understand the situation, but they can't follow in the footsteps of their city lord, Yuan Zhengfeng, An Qinglin and others at this moment.
The Bihai Boundless Formation completely collapsed, and Bihai City itself was attacked to a certain extent, all of which needed to be dealt with.
Otherwise, if there is a big wind and rain, Bihai City will inevitably suffer.
Especially now that the Balrog, for some unknown reason, can hide from the sight of warriors of the same realm of the human race and sneak in secretly.
With the current situation in Bihai City, Song Wuliang is not around when he is out, so if he is killed and returns his carbine, it will be a lot of fun.
Besides the two Flame Demon Kings who fled, there were also other Balrogs in the waters near Bihai City, and many of them were powerful at the level of the Great Balrogs. These all needed to be wiped out by Yu Lao and others.
Song Chao looked at Yan Zhaoge: "Junior Brother Yan, what are your plans next?"
Yan Zhaoge smiled and said, "I'll also go to Changying City, and meet the Balrogs for a while. The more I know about them, the easier it is to target them."
"Master Zu, City Master Song, and Pavilion Master An are not easy to intervene in the main battlefield, but there are also other Balrogs."
Song Chao said: "It's a pity that I can't go with you. However, after this matter, the disciples of our school will also go to the front line of Changying City. Maybe we will see each other at that time."
Yan Zhaoge nodded: "So, we will meet later."
Seeing Yan Zhaoge's leaving figure, everyone in Bihai City looked at each other, with expressions of gratitude and appreciation gradually becoming a little complicated.
An old man sighed and repeated what he once said: "In a few years, if you look at the eight great worlds, who can match it?"
Some people looked worriedly at Song Chao aside.
Song Chao looked calm and shook his head: "I am far behind."
Then everyone sighed again.
Elder Wang, the chief elder of foreign affairs who sent Yan Zhaoge to break through, said with a wry smile: "Let's look at the problem from another angle. We should be thankful that such a person came from Guangcheng Mountain, not the Great Sun Sacred Sect."
When the others heard this, they all showed wry smiles.
Yan Zhaoge left this time, but it was not like breaking through the encirclement before, it was full of dangers, so besides himself, there was one more person, Sikong Qing who stayed in Bihai City before.
Sitting on the wave-riding flying boat prepared for them in Bihai City at this moment, Yan Zhaoge said: "The intensity of the Balrog's invasion of Baji this time is much more violent than expected, but it made you, Junior Sister Sikong, take the risk."
To break out of the siege before and attract the attention of the Flame Demon King, although Yan Zhaoge had a plan, he also took a huge risk.
If it weren't for the arrival of Jing Zhong, the Flame Demon King who is equivalent to the strength of the second level of martial arts, Sikong Qing would indeed be safer staying in Bihai City.
But in Changying City, he heard that more than one Flame Demon King like Jing Zhong had set foot in the Eight Great Worlds, so Yan Zhaoge thought of the situation in Bihai City, which was even more dangerous.
Sikong Qing shook her head: "What did Senior Brother Yan say? I just felt my own powerlessness again, and I couldn't play a role in such a dangerous situation like Senior Brother Yan and you."
"As for the fact that the Balrog attacked Bihai City unexpectedly, no one could have anticipated such a thing."
Yan Zhaoge looked at the sea in the distance, his eyes were a little deep: "No one could have predicted...?" (To be continued.)