Chapter 69: Leaving the Battlefield
"Whew!"
Luo Hao, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the keel like an eternal rock, his body that had been silent for a long time actually trembled at this moment. The next moment, a pair of eyes slowly opened on his resolute face, and a ray of essence flashed in his eyes, and then I saw a smile on the corner of his mouth.
When he woke up, there was already a large number of mysterious and obscure dragon patterns in his mind, and it was none other than the eight steps of the dragon hidden in the dragon pattern temple that he had obtained, and these obscure and mysterious dragon patterns were condensed into a divine dragon coiled in his mind as if it had been branded.
Long Yin has eight steps, and within eight steps, he has the extreme speed of heaven and earth beyond the ancient Kunpeng, and it is exciting to think about it across all worlds.
Ancient Kunpeng!
Heaven and earth are extremely fast!
Luo Hao also saw that Hunting Xinxi immediately tried to hook the dragon in his mind, but unfortunately no matter how he hooked it, the dragon in his mind still didn't see the slightest movement, and that arrogant posture was quite a true legend of the ancient mirror.
"Alas, sure enough, as Long Ao's predecessor said, this dragon hidden eight steps, the minimum requirement for cultivation must be the Tiangang realm, it seems that no matter what, I must break through to the Tiangang realm as soon as possible, otherwise it is useless to have this mysterious footwork. Sighing secretly, Luo Hao no longer tried to hook the immovable divine dragon.
"Luo Hao!"
"Long Ao senior. ”
Suddenly, Long Ao's voice sounded from within the keel, Luo Hao suddenly got up when he heard the sound, and saw a somewhat illusory figure appear from the keel, this person is not Long Ao, but who is it, but at this moment, even Luo Hao, a martial artist in the Qi Spirit Realm, can feel that the power on this phantom is dissipating at a rapid speed, and the figure is becoming more and more illusory.
"Senior Long Ao, who are you?"
"It's nothing, I've already fallen before the endless years, and now that the mantle has been passed on, it's natural time for dust to return to dust, you have to remember what I said to you in the dragon bone world, remember! Remember!" Long Ao's figure was on the verge of collapse, and his voice began to be a little choppy.
"The kid will definitely remember that he will never leak half a sentence. Luo Hao's expression was indescribably solemn when he said this, and at the same time, the golden seal of the battle word at the center of the eyebrows of the prototype of the spirit infant appeared in his mind.
If everything Long Ao and he said in the Dragon Bone World was true, then he really didn't dare to imagine what the entire Heavenly Ancient Continent would become in the future.
"The Battle Heaven Seal at the center of the Spirit Baby's eyebrows, remember that it must not be exposed until the strength is strong enough. Long Ao's intermittent voice aggravated a lot, and then sighed: "Your future is like a fog, even if you are as strong as me, you can't see through it, but remember that the real strong man is strong from his own heart, and only when his heart is strong enough can he stand at the peak of the world." ”
"Senior, kid remember the teachings, do you have any other instructions?" This is a powerful martial artist, and also an elder who is about to end, Long Yin's eight steps and other strongest footwork in heaven and earth can be taught, and there is an indescribable gratitude for Long Auror Luo Hao.
Raising his eyes again to look at this world, a trace of struggle and sadness flashed on Long Ao's face, and then he said slowly: "After I disappear, the dragon bone will disappear with the wind, and the only remaining power in the dragon bone will send you away from this lost battlefield, before your strength is not strong enough, you must not look for the primordial wall to enter this battlefield, there is your immeasurable existence in the center of the battlefield." ”
As he spoke, Long Ao's eyes were as bright as lightning, and his eyes, which were sharper than those of the Eagle Falcon, seemed to penetrate the layers of chaos and see the center of the lost battlefield.
Looking at Long Ao's gaze, Luo Hao was surprised, and from that gaze, he clearly felt a trace of jealousy and a kind of frustration, what kind of terrifying existence made the arrogant dragon clan have to lower their heads.
"Yes, the words of the seniors will definitely be remembered. As the voice of the dragon proud phantom became weaker and weaker, and the breath continued to dissipate, Luo Hao only felt that his throat seemed to be blocked by something.
In the lonely lost battlefield, Long Ao's majestic phantom is constantly becoming illusory, and only Luo Hao, a small martial artist in the Qi Spirit Realm, is witnessing the sad end of such a world-famous powerhouse.
There was no earth-shattering momentum, no shocking killing, just Long Ao's bland gaze and fearless look that saw through life and death.
"Wow!"
Glancing at Luo Hao in front of the keel again, the phantom of Long Ao finally dissipated in a bright rain of light. Such a strong man would end up like this after thousands of years.
The bright light and rain splashed beside him, Luo Hao's heart was sad and let you be the best in the world, no matter how beautiful you are, you can't avoid death in the end, even if you are as strong as dragon arrogance, you can't compete with death, maybe only the supreme can last forever.
"Seniors go all the way!"
Looking at the bright rain of light that slowly dissipated, Luo Hao bowed heavily and at the same time silently saw off the strong man in his heart. Maybe ten, twenty, or even a hundred years later, he will remember that in such a lost battlefield, he witnessed the end of a powerful man in the world.
"Buzz buzz!"
As the shadow of Long Ao dissipated, I saw that the dragon bone that had been silent began to burn violently at this moment, and at the same time burst out with blazing light. The golden dragon fire flashed in that light, like the carrier of the fire path, and the golden flame light gradually engulfed Luo Hao's body.
Without the slightest burning sensation, one last glance at this lost battlefield, Luo Hao's figure disappeared, only the bottomless pit and the dissipating keel showed that everything really happened.
"It's really not easy to pretend to be dead, but fortunately, I finally fooled this kid away, old guy, you owe me a lot of favors!" Just after Luo Hao disappeared from the Lost Battlefield, the figure of Long Ao, who had already dissipated above the pit, reunited.
At this moment, he stood with his hands in his hands, his silver hair was flying, his eyes were as deep as the sinking of eternity, and his monstrous battle intent made the entire lost battlefield vibrate, and at this moment, his battle intent suppressed all the immortal battle sounds in the battlefield.
"The holy war will reopen the sun, go against the six paths, Xuanhuang will cry blood, and I will also return!" The vicissitudes of life and the ancient voice are more like an unyielding oath echoing in this lost battlefield that has been silent for eternity.
The blood-colored clouds covered the sky, and the sky was like a blood-colored ocean, and the air could clearly feel the oppression brought about by the blood.
In a sudden blood-colored mountain peak, a golden light flashed away, and then I saw a figure walking out from behind the blood-colored mountain stone, this figure was none other than Luo Hao who had left the lost battlefield.
When the little bit of golden light on his body dissipated, Luo Hao sighed again in his heart, and then said silently: "Senior Long Ao, the kid will definitely try his best to do what he promised you." ”
"Quick, pick up speed, go fast. ”
At this moment, a voice sounded in Luo Hao's ears behind the mountain rocks, and the sound of shouts in the blood-colored mountain road was endless. I saw a group of warriors carrying swords and sword aura in the mountain road passing by at a rapid speed, and they seemed to be in a hurry and did not want to stay for a moment.
Not long after this group of sword-carrying warriors with a strong sword aura left, a group of black-robed warriors rushed through the mountain road, Luo Hao recognized these as the disciples of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, and saw that they also looked hurried.
"Senior Brother, what happened on the Blood Spirit Mountain? Senior Brother summoned us so urgently. One of the black-robed men in the galloping group asked the black-robed man in the lead.
"Three days ago, someone was about to climb the Blood Spirit Mountain, and saw from a distance that the blood and qi on the top of the mountain were soaring to the sky, stirring the heavens and the earth, and even found a treasure tripod filled with five-colored divine light and three legs and two ears in the blood and qi that rushed to the sky. ”
"Five-Colored Baoding?"
"That's right! In the past three days, there have been many forces of martial artists who have tried to break through the mountain peak to subdue Baoding, Senior Brother summoned us so urgently, it is estimated that we want to seize Baoding before everyone else, we speed up, presumably other forces are already converging on the top of the Blood Spirit Mountain. The group immediately stopped saying more, and turned to use their spiritual power to quickly move towards the top of the Blood Spirit Mountain that was covered with blood-colored clouds and mist not far away.
"I didn't expect that the mistake directly led me to the Blood Spirit Mountain, but it saved a lot of effort. And looking at the Ten Thousand Demon Gate, a group of people looked hurried, but I was afraid that the surroundings of the top of the mountain were already surrounded by dragons and tigers at this moment, and the major forces wanted to subdue the so-called Baoding. ”
Luo Hao frowned slightly, and then walked towards the top of the Blood Spirit Mountain covered by blood-colored clouds, for some reason he was always a little unsettled in his heart, and the top of the Blood Spirit Mountain seemed to have a great crisis.