Chapter Forty-Eight: The Law of Recovery (Asking for Recommendation Votes)
The pure sword light swept by, and a clear groan sounded from the sword body.
The white-robed Daoist held his sword and slashed at the blood spear of the Black Dragon Heaven, frowning.
This sword move is a little weaker than the previous sword trick.
The blood spear broke through the air, blocking the tip of Lu Yao's sword, and then the divine power exploded, and a fierce killing machine appeared in the world, the colorless white wall reappeared, the heavenly dome divine thunder manifested, and all the moves aimed at Lu Yao attacked together!
"It's kind of interesting..."
Lu Yao's sword was affected by the Colorless Realm divine power of the Black Dragon Heaven, and its power was weakened slightly.
Although there is only a trace of it,
But to be able to do this, Black Dragon Tian is proud enough.
"However, in the face of absolute strength."
"All the struggles are in vain."
Haohao's sword light soared into the sky, Lu Yao clasped the sword with one hand, his body danced, and the three sword qi aimed at the magic spell played by the black dragon sky, colliding with each other.
The first sword qi crashed into the colorless white wall, differentiating thousands of people, and the sword shadow flickered, directly annihilating this white wall that was enough to annihilate all things!
The second sword qi slashed above the nine heavens, making the thunder that roared for hundreds of miles, all bowing down in this thunderous sword sound!
The third sword qi smashed the blood spear sharply and scraped it to the body of the black dragon sky, at this moment, the white-haired man's whole body was torn apart by the sword marks turned by this sword qi, and on the exposed skin, blood leaked out, dripping down.
"Huh!"
The sword body is in the sheath, and the divine light is restrained.
The offensive that was just enough to wipe out all the living beings in this hundred miles turned into powder and dissipated into ashes between the three sword qi that Lu Yao understated.
But three tricks, naturally, are not boasting.
Two sword tricks, enough!
"Ahem..."
Hei Longtian coughed lightly with his hands, and touched his palms on his chest.
Bits of debris are stripped away.
Looking at the strange thing in his hand that was dark and glowing with a little black light, the white-haired man was slightly silent.
This is the dragon scale on his chest.
That sword qi just now had completely broken through his defenses.
In this encounter, no matter which way you look at it, he has completely fallen into the upper hand.
Even the colorless white wall that has always been proud of it can't stop this ridiculously powerful outsider.
"Heh... Hehe... Hahaha! ”
A low laugh emerged from the mouth of the man in front of him with a mantle and a torn black robe.
This laughter echoed throughout the world, causing the Terran soldiers below to cover their ears and try their best to resist.
The voice of the gods was deafening.
"You've lost."
Lu Yao held the hilt of the sword and calmly told the truth.
"You know what, outsider..."
"You're as annoying as one of my long memories..."
"But the difference is that he has been pierced by me with a blood spear and killed for 100,000 years."
"And you, I'm not an opponent."
The laughter gradually ended, and a sneer flashed in Hei Longtian's eyebrows, and he said slowly.
"You're here to stand up for the group of little guys below..."
"That's against me!"
"I can't kill you, can't I bring this group of guys to me for the funeral?!"
The divine power of the Colorless Realm rose, and the world lost its color again in the words of the Black Dragon Heaven.
Just when Hei Longtian was about to go all out and wanted to pull the entire human race around Chaoge to accompany the funeral, Lu Yao spoke up:
"Black dragon and slow."
"Listen to the poor word."
"Aren't you trying to use the bloodstone to resurrect your wife from a long time ago, the White Dragon?"
"What if there is a way to turn it around?"
"Do you want to die in vain, or are you willing to believe in the poor road once."
"The choice is yours."
The leisurely voice came into the ears of the black-robed man, making Hei Longtian, who already wanted to break the net, stop moving.
Hei Longtian's originally arrogant and cold face changed color in an instant.
"Who the hell are you!"
"100,000 years ago, how can you know in such detail!"
Looking at the black-robed man in front of him who changed his expression in an instant, like a black-robed man who had been touched by the scales, Lu Yao smiled.
"You don't care how I found out."
"The key is, whether you are willing to believe me and resurrect your wife Bailong."
If he doesn't continue to speak out, then with the temperament of the black dragon sky, I am afraid that he will come up and fight with him even though he knows that he is invincible.
After all, in the past 100,000 years, resurrecting the white dragon has been the only obsession that the black dragon has lived until now.
For this he can give up everything.
After hearing Lu Yao's words, the expression on the black-robed man's face changed extremely wonderfully.
Anger, surprise, shock, surprise.
All kinds of emotional transformations can be called mixed.
Hei Longtian took a breath and glanced at Lu Yao out of the corner of his eye.
"Is that true?!"
"You really have a way to... Resurrect the White Dragon? ”
If Lu Yao was born and raised in his world, then Black Dragon Tian would naturally not choose to believe that he could save the White Dragon.
For 100,000 years, the Black Dragon Heaven has exhausted the ends of the earth to find a way to save the White Dragon without side effects, and the only way to slowly resurrect it with blood stones is to slowly resurrect it.
Bloodstone is a good thing, it can nourish life, bring the most essential supplement to life, and awaken the various functions of the life body in an all-round way, so that the life body can be resurrected in a full state of blood!
But the higher the strength, the more purity and quantity are needed.
This is also the disadvantage of resurrecting with Bloodstone.
And Bai Long, as an ancient god, has already stood at the peak of this world, and if he wants to resurrect her, the current accumulation of bloodstones is far from enough.
At the very least, there must be an accumulation of tens of thousands of years before we can be sure.
At first glance, there's a better way.
How could Hei Longtian not be surprised in his heart.
Coming back to his senses and looking at Lu Yao, who was standing quietly above the void not far away, the black-robed man pursed his lips.
"What conditions do you have, just mention it."
"As long as you really have the means, whatever you ask, I can do it."
In Hei Longtian's originally indifferent words, there was an inexplicable little more expectation.
It's been too long since he's seen a white dragon.
Lu Yao heard Hei Longtian's words full of anticipation, smiled slightly, and came to the side of the black-robed man in a flash.
The white-robed man stood in front of the black dragon sky and whispered a few words in his ear.
Hei Longtian was on the side, listening quietly, and then nodded slowly.
"As long as you really have a way, you can't do it."
After speaking, the black-robed man took a deep look at Lu Yao, took a step back, stepped on the top of the dragon's mount, put his hands behind his back, and said coldly to the following stunned gods:
"You guys, get out of here quickly and return to the Protoss immediately!"
"In the future, without my orders, you must not continue to interfere with mortal affairs easily!"
"Whoever violates the order, die!"
When he finished speaking, the dragon under the seat leaned down and swept through the clouds on the edge of the road, disappearing into the sky.
Before leaving, another sentence came into Lu Yao's ears.
"I hope you'll do what you say, outsider."
"What I promised you, I have already done it, if you are ready, you can come directly to the Protoss to find me."
"Black Dragon, waiting for your arrival."