After the mana was exhausted this time, Lu Yang would no longer provide it.

Nautirus immediately got up in a hurry and shook the huge anchor: "Go on, go on!" ”

"Think you've lived long?" Lu Yang felt that he might not understand, and explained: "If you continue, your body will not be able to bear it." ”

"Yes." Notilus insisted.

Lu Yang was unmoved: "Don't worry, take your time." What if something happens to you, isn't my reward in vain? ”

“…… Well, you have the final say. ”

Natilus said in a muffled voice, with a gloomy tone in his voice.

Lu Yang nodded secretly.

Perhaps Notilus's physical capacity was not yet at its limit, but he persisted in doing so.

Not just for his safety, but also to test him.

After all, it was the first time for the two to meet, and Lu Yang basically didn't know anything about Notilus's character.

It would be a mistake to cultivate a white-eyed wolf in the end.

After appeasing Notilus, Lu Yang finally turned his gaze to the giant sword on the high platform again.

No, at this time, only a huge flame could be seen there, and the giant flying sword inside could not be seen.

Still, his gaze was full of fire.

Compared to this, the matter of accepting Notilus as a junior brother is just a matter of hand, which is the real harvest of this trip.

Liuiris was alone on the golden sword, and Lu Yang slowly flew over.

The rolling heat wave hit his face, and he couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.

This world is truly unique.

It is not a pure illusion, but it is not real, but a state between the real and the unreal.

It's like a flame in front of you.

If you touch it unsuspectingly, it will indeed be burned, but when the world is shattered, it is like a phantom, and it is absorbed by the giant flying sword.

If you really want Lu Yang to describe it, they, including the world in front of them, are all evolved from flying swords.

If you can do this step and evolve such a real scene, there will inevitably be the influence of the law.

In other words, this is a flying sword that contains the power of the law.

Lu Yang didn't know what to call this level in the world of cultivating immortals, but in the land of runes, it could be called a demigod weapon.

Thinking of this, his eyes became more and more intense.

Demigods, even if you go through the entire Runeterra, there aren't a few.

Before the four swords of Zhuxian can be used normally, he doesn't have to change his weapons anymore.

Importantly, he also had a question in mind.

With his current strength, coupled with a demigod weapon, can he fight against a genuine demigod?

Hiss.

If it could, it would be a decisive change.

The upgrade journey that has become very bumpy because of the opportunity to use the Immortal Sword will also be bright again.

Lu Yang quickly took two deep breaths to free himself from his fantasy.

Demigods aren't that easy to deal with.

Don't get your hopes up too much, lest you be more disappointed at the time.

Besides, since it is a demigod, it may not be so easy to subdue.

After adjusting his mood, Lu Yang continued to move towards the flames.

When he stepped into the flames, one after another sharp sword qi burst out of his body, opening up a path in the fierce flames.

If it was a genuine flame forging demigod, it would definitely not be so easy to deal with, but what was in front of me was just a spectacle.

can't stop Notilus, and even more can't stop Lu Yang.

The sword qi was rampant, all the tongues of fire that were close to him were torn to pieces, and Lu Yang came to the hilt of the giant sword leisurely as if he was walking.

More than three meters long and nearly one meter thick, it is said to be the hilt of a sword, but it actually looks like a tree trunk.

Lu Yang stared for a moment, and his palm slowly stretched out.

Rumble.

The moment he touched the hilt of the greatsword, a force of death and silence surged, spreading rapidly down his arm and heading straight into his mind.

Where the power of death passed, the flesh and blood withered, and in the blink of an eye, Lu Yang's entire arm became like a dry corpse.

His body trembled, and images appeared in his mind.

The first picture is a battlefield, rivers of blood, corpses everywhere, humans, horses, and all kinds of strange creatures, all of which are extremely tragic.

The second picture is still this battlefield, but I don't know how many years have passed, the dead bodies have turned into dry bones, and the blood has soaked into the land, giving rise to boundless death.

The third picture is a huge formation, shrouded over the previous battlefield, and in the center of the battlefield there is a low black peak, condensing the power of death that makes people tremble.

These three pictures are the clearest, and the others are all like flowers, passing by in a flash, with huge monster bones, cold white powder, all kinds of strange plants, and so on.

Lu Yang had a realization in his heart, these should be the materials for casting this flying sword, and the black mountain peak formed by the condensation of dead qi was probably the main material.

In the process, a huge amount of negative emotions constantly hit his mind.

"Die, die, die together, hahaha......"

"It hurts, it hurts...... What about my arm? Whoever cuts off my arm, I'm going to kill his whole family...... Ahhh......h

"Kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

……

Hateful muttering, heart-rending cries, hysterical swearing...... Lu Yang felt as if he was in an infernal hell, full of mangled corpses and twisted and crazy ghosts as far as the eye could see.

"Whew."

He exhaled a breath of turbid breath gently, the mana in his body stirred, his mind cleared, and all illusions disappeared.

Although this dead qi was terrifying, Lu Yang, who cultivated the power of killing, happened to have extremely high resistance to it.

However, the problem is not completely solved.

The corrosive effect of death on the mind was resisted, but the damage to the body continued.

The power of death that invaded his body was directly generated by the law of death, and the level was very high, and Lu Yang's current mana was not an opponent.

After eroding his entire arm, the power of dead silence continued to spread into his body, and soon, half of his shoulder also turned into a dry corpse.

This was just the instinctive resistance of the flying sword, and it was so fierce that it was indeed a bit unexpected by Lu Yang.

However, his face was only slightly more serious, and he did not look flustered.

Since he knew whether this was a magic sword or a demigod weapon, he had made sufficient preparations in advance, and the current situation was not completely out of control.

If you can't even solve this little trouble, how can you refine it?

The quality is not enough, the quantity is to make up.

After all, this is Lu Yang's territory.

He immediately mobilized the mana of his whole body to fight against the dead silence that invaded his body.

When a wisp of dead power hits, it uses ten wisps of mana to grind.

Sure enough, after he used such a countermeasure, the Dead Silence Force's devastating offensive immediately stopped.

……

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