"Om—"
Suddenly a huge and infinite coercion shrouded this seabed.
Luo Xingchen's whole body was stiff, and he was immediately crushed. He wanted to gather the Great Zhoutian Divine Body to resist the pressure again, but found that it was impossible to do so.
"Boom!"
Luo Xingchen was pressed to the ground, his limbs hard to move.
A dull voice, like a heavy hammer, struck Luo Xingchen’s consciousness, repeatedly saying three echoing mottos: "Give up... Give up... Give up..."
Luo Xingchen's mind was dumbfounded, and suddenly felt so desolate, his consciousness was a little vague, he became decadent and shaken.
He seemed to see his own future, alone, standing on the top of the lonely peak, alone, with no one to accompany him.
Did he become stronger, but in the end he really could only be alone for a lifetime
It seems true and hopeless to realize the recovery of all things!
"Huh, want to destroy my consciousness? God, let me tell you, it's impossible—"
Luo Xingchen burst out with strong thoughts again, as he returned to the light, re-absorbing the surrounding heaven and earth aura, slowly filling the sea of qi, he stood up again!
He raised his head and stared at the sky, still so dark that he couldn't see anything.
"No matter how difficult it is! Even if hope is zero, I will not give up! I will not give up! God, you can't control my destiny! Roar—"
"Kakkaka..."
A sonic air current flew in all directions, all the reefs were destroyed, and the broken weapons were swept away by the waves!
The Great Zhou Tian Pagoda was completely translucent at this moment, with golden light shining in all directions!
At the same time, on Qingming Island, everyone is quietly waiting for the arrival of Hailongyun. At this moment, Hailongyun is still half a month away!
They stared at the sparkling golden sea, and the sea was full of golden colors.
"What is this? Is it a strange treasure?"
Curious gazes projected away, even Hong Yaotian opened his eyes while closing his eyes and concentrating, quietly looking at the golden waves.
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"Human, you are one of the most determined people I have seen for hundreds of millions of years. I can't even destroy you!"
Behind Luo Xingchen, the Great Zhou Tian Tower slowly rose, floating towards him.
Hearing this illusory voice, Luo Xingchen was indifferent and his face was calm.
"Very well, try to live as long as possible, because I'm waiting to see your joke, haha..."
The laughter from the will of the heavens drifted away, and finally after the echoes disappeared, everything returned to peace.
"Heaven?" Luo Xingchen tilted his head and smiled evilly.
He didn't say a word, and continued to sit on the ground of the seabed again, and began to operate Nirvana...
In a blink of an eye, fifteen days have passed.
Then, Hailongyun, today is the period of outbreak.
On Qingming Island, a secluded corner.
Du Yuenlang glanced at Jiang Shaoyang in front of him dullly, and couldn't help muttering: "Grandma's, you are really not a human! With a little bit of fart, you will become a half abyss, and you can also set up a six-step formation. Fa! You are almost invincible, rely on me!
Did you jump out of a crack in the rock? "
Jiang Shaoyang's eyes were dim, and he lowered his head, as if he couldn't hear Du Yuanlang's words.
"Who am I? I also want to know, who am I? Hehe... I actually don't want to ask, but everyone thinks I am terrifying. I have the strongest blood. Where does it come from? Is this a gift from heaven? mine?"
Jiang Shaoyang muttered to himself, smiled bitterly, and shook his head continuously.
Seeing his disappointed appearance, Du Yuenlang curled his lips and gave him a blank look: "Hey...what else do you want? I can improve with eating and drinking. I thought I was enchanting enough, and your half-day work is worth it. After a year of hard work, I can’t wait to make a wish with God, let him strip me of your blood! Hey...you are all like this, can you be happy!"
Du Yuen Long, with a hippy smile, seemed to never know how to write the word sorrow, but Jiang Shaoyang, who had always been optimistic on the surface, began to feel lost in his heart.
Jiang Shaoyang suddenly raised his head and looked at Du Yuenlang intently. He questioned: "Where is Big Brother Xingchen?"
Du Yuen Long curled his lips: "I don't know, he seems to have been washed away by the sea. Is he drifting home now?"
Jiang Shaoyang's eyes shone brightly. He didn't believe that Luo Xingchen would fall. What was Hailongyun in the slightest
Back then, he hadn't gotten the release of the bloodline of the Evil God Shaking Monument, but Luo Xingchen had no blood, but he was able to go against the sky so he was approved by the Evil God Shaking Monument.
On this point alone, Jiang Shaoyang admitted that he was inferior to Luo Xingchen, so how quickly the realm broke through? Is it stronger than an unwavering Dao heart
Luo Xingchen's speed of progress was nothing compared to him and Du Yuanlang. Perhaps many people in the spiritual world have super fast promotion speeds.
However, Luo Xingchen is fighting steadily, stepping against the sky, and in the later stage of the Lingtu Realm, he can cross the boundary to kill the Half-Year Realm. How can this kind of combat power be blinded by the realm
Jiang Shaoyang now holds great hope. He hopes that when Hailongyun erupts, he can see Luo Xingchen reappearing in the world!
Shengmohai, Luo Xingchen, where are you
Sweeping the calm sea surface, it was lifeless, and not half of the fish was floating.
He stepped slowly, and after calming down, he began to walk on Qingming Island.
As soon as the sound of his footsteps came out, all the people at close range got up to avoid them, and looked at him secretly from behind, not daring to approach!
After half a month, the horrible scene still made everyone unforgettable.
Inadvertently, Jiang Shaoyang seemed to have heard many people whispering about him.
"Hey, this guy is not human, his eyes can see through thousands of miles."
"His blood is so terrifying, I was almost crushed to death by him that day!"
"Don't talk about us, look at the powerhouses of Dao Zunya, they all suffered internal injuries..."
…
Jiang Shaoyang instantly became a taboo for these people to talk about.
He looked calm, smiled softly, scratched his head, he almost lost his impression of what happened that day.
He scanned the sea horizon calmly and saw the sparkling waves and the surging rapids.
The underwater world-
Luo Xingchen's realm was firmly established in the Lingtu realm, and at this moment, he was already five or six times stronger than before.
Of course, this is only in the realm. His physical strength, after repeated torture, seems to have no effect except for causing serious injuries.
Luo Xingchen drew out the knife, counting today, it seemed that it was the time when Hailongyun erupted.
"I want to grind my spear in battle, I want to see, now I, compared to Shang Yuan, how much worse!"
Luo Xingchen carefully pulled out the ink wheel knife, stepped on his feet, and slashed wildly in this place. One knife set off the stormy waves, two knives cut out the waves and rushed into the sky. The powerful might, unexpectedly, in a short moment, the two sides of the sea Directly separated! An open area was formed.
Two water walls, hung high, flashing back toward both sides!
Afterwards, the knife force dissipated, the water waves closed again, and everything returned to its original state.
"Kakkaka..."
At this moment, of the eighty-one inscriptions flashing on the body of the ink wheel blade, only seventy-eight inscriptions remained, and now it was broken into three again.
Luo Xingchen stroked Binghan's knife marks, and he seemed to feel a little tremor in his arm.
The quality of this ink wheel knife seems to have improved again!
Now, the roar of an ancient beast roared in his eardrums, and then he was calm again.
The brightness of the ink wheel knife is more thorough.
It is now equivalent to a quasi-king weapon, Luo Xingchen can use it to exert ten times its power and increase its combat effectiveness.
Luo Xingchen stared at the Molun Dao with love, and exclaimed: "Sure enough, it is so mysterious, I know, how can a weapon that can make many people fall in love with it is so simple!"
Not to mention the true spirit treasure, even if he gives Luo Xingchen a venerable weapon, he won't change it!
Luo Xingchen was very excited, lighted his eyes, moved to a place not far away, suppressed by Da Zhoutian, chain by chain, not knowing what was sealed.
He instantly summoned the Great Zhou Tian Tower back.
He wanted to see what the lingering spirit was.
Sure enough, as soon as the Great Zhou Tian Pagoda was taken back, he saw these thick chains, which trembled a little.
Then, on the blood-red ground, in the cracks, layers of blood-red gas gushed out, changing into terrible faces.
Some denominations have horns, some have three eyes, some are huge, some are petite, but they are all the same hideous and terrible.
"Yeah—"
These faces are demon souls, and they are surging upward one after another.
Luo Xingchen waved the ink wheel knife in his hand and slashed towards these demons!
"laugh!"
A round of huge blade intent phantom, black like ink, curved like a moon, whirled, shuttled away, continuously slashing towards the faces of evil spirits.
The arc light flooded, and the continuous crit hit, smashed the faces, these demons' spirits and spirits scattered, and groups of red lights rushed to Luo Xingchen.
Luo Xingchen hurriedly retreated, rotating the knife handle, and the ink wheel knife emitted a pitch-black light, absorbing all the red light.
Luo Xingchen sensed that the dangerous murderous aura had receded, he stood still, his eyes calm.
"Aye... Sun you fairy!"
Suddenly, Luo Xingchen pricked his ears and heard a voice.
He looked around in surprise and found that there was no half figure.
"Don't look for it, Xiaoye is in your hands."
Luo Xingchen's eyes widened, and he looked at the Molun Dao curiously, can this knife still talk
"Your uncle's, give everything to the little master, the little master doesn't need it!"
Luo Xingchen looked weird, couldn't laugh or cry, shaking the ink wheel repeatedly, feeling very interesting.
"Huh, Xiaoye is the nemesis of the Nether Race! I am the Skylight Beast!"
Luo Xingchen curled his mouth, looked at the blade, saw a small beast phantom, wandering back and forth on the bright back of the blade, the shadow of the blade dangling, this should be the source of the sound.
Luo Xingchen said: "Are you a skylight beast? What level and what origin?"
"Hmph, let me say it scares you to death. The young master has lived for 200,000 years. When the young master dominated the spirit beast clan, your ancestors hadn't been born yet!"
Luo Xingchen glanced at it with a black thread very helplessly, how could he feel that this guy was bragging.
"Two hundred thousand years? So, you live longer than the domain master?" Luo Xingchen stuck the knife on the ground, sat cross-legged, hugged his arms, looked at it with a questioning expression on his face.
"Haha, shit domain main realm, that is the life span of your human race, I am not a domain main realm, don't you know that spirit beasts have a particularly long lifespan
Let me tell you the truth. At the beginning, the little master smashed the wind, the Han Ji of the Nether tribe was my little follower, who followed my butt all day long, but it was a pity that she became so strong that she actually counted on me, and became a true god, so angry. I'm dead, wow..."
The appearance of gnashing his teeth shocked Deluo Xingchen and was stunned.
Netherworld Hanji, this name seems to have been mentioned by Motian, and she is one of the ten true god leaders in the spirit world.
Luo Xingchen was a little surprised, this Tiangong Beast, the cowhide is too big!
Luo Xingchen condensed his eyebrows, carefully looked at the ink wheel knife, and then asked: "Don't you have a big background? Why did you be used as a saber by Senior Bai Wuque, and then gifted to Senior Wanhuaying?"
The Skylight Beast phantom was silent for a long time, trance, and muttered: "You are talking about them, I tell you, it was the little master who chose them, not they controlled the little master, but unfortunately, these two guys are too dead. It's short, and I haven't had time to grow, and it didn't help me get revenge!
Damn, I'm going to kill the witch of Han Ji sooner or later! "
Luo Xingchen fell silent, he always felt that the Skylight Beast was really a bit unfathomable, after all, it was the first time he had seen a weapon soul capable of speaking.
Luo Xingchen thought silently, with some doubts, he glanced at the ink wheel knife, held his face, and asked: "You are so powerful, why don't I believe it? Why don't you go open the world!"
"Do you question the little master? Well, if you have any questions, just ask, the little master knows the history of the spirit world from one hundred thousand years ago!"
Luo Xingchen wondered: "Why is it a hundred thousand years?"
"Crap, one hundred thousand years! Lao Tzu has been sealed for one hundred thousand years, the ghost knows what the situation is now!"
The Tiangong Beast was full of grievances, holding a sulky breath, very unhappy.
Luo Xingchen thought for a while, and asked casually: "Who is the most powerful in the spirit world?"
The Tiangong Beast blurted out: "Are you talking about humans or ethnic groups? I only know that the spirit world is controlled by the ten real gods, and they are suppressed by the heavens and do not show up easily.
Putting them aside, of course the human race and demons are the strongest!
However, this is all because of the decline of our spirit beast clan. His grandmother's, if Han Ji hadn't calculated me in the first place, we would have occupied the entire spirit world under the command of the young master's wise martial arts! "
Luo Xingchen was secretly alarmed when Tiangong Beast said it so eloquently.
Luo Xingchen's eyes brightened, and he really believed in this Tiangong Beast who was good at bragging.
Luo Xingchen tried, and asked a few more questions: "Do you know the spirit master?"
The Tianmang beast smacked its lips, showing infinite yearning, and couldn't help but smile: "Hey, the spirit master, a million years ago, when the chaos first opened, it is indeed a legend who was born and is a legend.
However, he seemed to disappear. "
Luo Xingchen's eyes trembled and couldn't help becoming serious.
The legend of the spirit master, Luo Xingchen has consulted various information in the spirit world, and it is basically empty, without any record, it seems to be just an illusory legend.
He still heard a few words from Dao Will that day before he understood it.
The Skylight Beast actually blurted out without thinking, is it really so knowledgeable
But Luo Xingchen was a little curious. He didn't know why the Tiangong Beast had become a beast soul and was embedded in the ink wheel knife. It seemed that there was nothing remarkable!
Luo Xingchen said calmly: "How come you are so powerful, how could you be sealed? By whom?"
Tianmang roared angrily: "Damn, you underestimate the little master! Who can seal the little master, I do it myself!"
The corner of Luo Xingchen's mouth curled, a black line.
Sealing himself up and willing to be a weapon, it was the first time he had heard of such a wonderful thing.
Luo Xingchen pressed harder step by step, squinting: "Why?"
The skylight beast was immediately discouraged, and the shadow on the ink wheel knife no longer swayed.
Luo Xingchen heard a sad tone spreading.
"Oh... I'm not forced, Han Ji sent out the entire Nether Clan, chased me, I was smashed to pieces, I had to subdue to my life, I sealed myself, and suddenly found a huge Loopholes!
That's what I want to solve, but I can't solve it! I really dig my own grave! "
Luo Xingchen said: "Then you, what did you find Senior Bai Wuque for?"
The Skylight Beast sighed, "Do you know that when I was strong, I restrained the Nether Race. Now that I am weak, they chase me wantonly. If I want to recover, I must hide, bit by bit, through Absorb the ghost energy and transform it into the power of blue sky and white sun.
They dare to deal with the Nether Clan, and their talents are also good. It was only after this point that I took the initiative to come and found them.
However, they died too early, and I finally solved more than 40 seals. I didn't see any improvement in ten thousand years. I went down the river and bounced back again.
His grandmother's, the Capricorn seal that Lao Tzu has created has pitted myself! This is my masterpiece! "
Luo Xingchen frowned, wondering: "Why use Nether Qi to transform into your power? Didn't you restrain them?"
The Sky Mang Beast made a voice again: "This is Han Ji's soul curse on me. She became a true god, and then cursed me. Unless I kill her, I won't be able to turn over for the rest of my life!
I really regret that I wanted to be amiable and amiable at the beginning, and didn't want to hurt the heavens and all races. Who knew that Han Ji was afraid of my threats to her, and wanted to kill me!
Give me another chance, I will kill the Nether Race! "
Luo Xingchen pursed his lips: "What use do you have now? Do you have the strength?"
Tianmang Beast mumbled: "No, I'm just a trash, don't expect me to help you a little bit."
Luo Xingchen said with a sullen face: "Then stop bragging, it's no use what are you doing so much with me?"
In a blink of an eye, Luo Xingchen was about to retract the knife into its sheath.
"Hey hey hey... wait, I finally catch my breath, don't hold me anymore!"
The Tianmang beast was restless, spreading its teeth and claws.
Luo Xingchen glanced at it: "What do you want to do?"
The skylight beast smiled hippiely, and guided it: "Hey... I don’t have any use at all right now, at least you hold me, don’t you take advantage of it? You just need to unlock the remaining seals of me, and I can continue to evolve, at least I can become a holy Tool, tut tut..."
Luo Xingchen casually said, "Isn't I saving a lot of trouble by refining a sacred tool?"
The Sky Mang Beast had a dark face and smiled all over his face: "Don't be like this, it will not be good for your strength improvement, it should be synchronized with your strength!"
Luo Xingchen said again: "I can't take you back to the Nether Clan, I am an ant!"
The Skylight Beast said earnestly: "Boy, listen to me. The eighteen seals in front of me are easy to crack, but the ones behind are difficult. You need to continue to obliterate the Nether clan. If you see one kill one, the Nether clan is also the enemy of the human race. , Didn’t you invade you less, didn’t you kill one less?"
Luo Xingchen touched his face and said indifferently: "Are you going to let me serve you? The trail of the Nether Clan is hard to find, I don't have the time to find it, I still have big business to do."
Later, Luo Xingchen was ready to put the knife in its sheath again.
"Hey hey, wait, I'm still useful!" Tianmang Beast shouted with all its strength.
Luo Xingchen squinted: "What's the use?"
I saw the Skylight Beast lying on its waist, full of air, and triumphant: "The little master has lived for 200,000 years, and he eats more salt than you eat. There are many secret treasures in this spiritual world. I don't know, I know!
I have seen what you have not seen, and I must have memorized what you have seen. You are confused in the martial arts. I might be able to give some pointers. You take me with you, there are no disadvantages!
In addition, the young master is familiar with advanced formations and methods to restrain various creatures. If you encounter danger in the future, I can help you out!
Think about it for yourself, is this true? I am an old man anyway, with an old family, like a treasure! "
The Tiangong Beast displayed its three-inch impervious tongue, eloquently and eloquently, constantly seducing Luo Xingchen.
Luo Xingchen calmly thought about it, but he was a little shaken.
Afterwards, he said seriously: "Let's do this. I will try my best to kill the Nether Clan in the future, but if you don't meet it, don't blame me. I still have something to do and won't serve you."
"Hey... It's okay, you just have this heart."
Luo Xingchen scratched his head, looked at the ink wheel knife, and said in doubt: "Excuse me to ask, how can you get out of trouble?"
Tianmang said casually: "This... as long as you kill Han Ji for me, I can get out of trouble."
Luo Xingchen was sweaty, curled his lips, and said in secret: Then wait, Han Ji is a true god, one look can kill me, and I may not be able to do it in another 10,000 years.
Putting away this living treasure, Luo Xingchen was calm and unmoved, as if it was the same whether there was a skylight beast, his way, he still had to rely on himself.
It seems that the Tiangong Beast can't help me with any help except for its lip-synching!