Chapter 1445: A New Attempt
Infinite loop world.
Luo Yang stood up, shook his hand and shot out eighteen sixth-order divine weapons engraved with Xuantian war crests and sealing runes, as well as thirty-six life beads that were not willing to be used, and placed them on both sides of the divine soldiers.
These divine soldiers and life beads are all trophies, and the last fight will naturally have to go all out, as long as you can get out, what kind of divine weapons and life beads can't be obtained?
The black flat feet repeat the same movements as they do every morning, making a "crackling" sound when they slap the water, and the temperature drops widely.
After a short time, the black flat foot collided, and a "buzzing" tremor spread, and the eighteen divine weapons and life beads shattered in response, and the momentum was swept out. Luo Yang flew up and floated backwards with momentum.
I can't remember how many times I've played against Black Flatfoot, but I can say that I know a lot about it. You can't get closer to within thirty meters, and time flies. After a dozen hits, it's basically dark, and after a dozen hits, it's a new day, and no matter how serious the injury of the black flat foot is, it can recover.
However, what made Luo Yang extremely depressed was that to this day, he had not figured out how many black flat feet there were. This thing rotates immediately after being injured, like a blade with a curled blade that can be changed at any time, and the number that can be confirmed so far is more than a thousand.
This is a rather speechless number, if there are not so many "stand-ins", will the dignified Xuantian God of War be deflated for so long?
Even if there is a very small loophole, Luo Yang can catch it instantly. But no, really not, the space evolved from this space-time rift is invulnerable, and it has become impossible to complete the task if you want to take down the black flat foot.
Even if it can't be completed, it is necessary to face the difficulties, every god of war has the spirit of not admitting defeat in his heart, tenacity, stubbornness, and persistence have become the characteristics of almost all gods of war.
The Judgment God System is very majestic, but in terms of toughness, there is a difference of 108,000 miles between the War God System! If Luo Yang didn't have the toughness, he would have collapsed as long as he used the Time and Space Demon Stone.
Sometimes in the face of an unsolvable situation, failure again and again, if there is no strong tenacity, it is one blow after another, and it will take a long time to recover, and the god of war can instantly regroup and fight again.
Fight for the heart!
Strong! Strong is also the heart!
Luo Yang was majestic at this moment, mighty, and his fighting spirit was overwhelming, and a dense divine ring appeared in front of him and behind his back, and he raised his arm and burst out with an earth-shaking sword roar, drawing a magnificent sword light.
"Boom ......"
The shadow of the sword slashed, heading straight for the hideous wound on the monster's body.
After thousands of attacks, it has been confirmed that attacking the black flat feet is useless, and only attacking the monster's body, I don't know what year and month the hideous scar left can play a little damage.
Simba had a guess about the wound.
It should be the wound cut out by the strong existence that set up the space-time battle nest, and it is precisely because of this wound that the black flat foot repeats this day.
The wound seems to have existed for thousands of years, and it has completely recovered on the surface, but is it really the case? This wound hides an extremely terrifying force, which will shake the monster's body open at any time, so it wants to repeat this day, live on this day, and dare not move time to the next day, and the infinite loop is actually to save itself.
After Luo Yang drew the first sword, an inspiration suddenly occurred in his heart, and he said secretly: "Thousands of times, 100,000 times, millions of attacks are useless, which means that it is difficult to cut off the black flat feet at my current level." The odds of success are infinitely close to zero, or zero at all. So why don't I do the opposite? instead of slashing, I aim to reduce the damage on the monsters. Yes, give it a try!"
When the first sword light slashed through the scar, it burst out with a strange light, and disappeared with a hissing sound that broke through the air, in exchange for an angry roar.
"Roaring ......"
The black flat feet proliferated all at once, and the rapid rotation created a tornado. However, the previous Divine Weapons and Orbs were cleverly dispersed into the air after shattering, floating according to a specific trajectory.
In just an instant, the light filament of the tent appeared, and the eighteen divine weapons stimulated the dark energy of the high-level life beads with residual artifacts, and the haze shrouded it in an instant, revealing a figure like a sea turtle.
This figure is just an image, a monster is a monster, and the specific form cannot reside in the heart, only showing people with black flat feet.
Luo Yang retreated again, and the black flat feet seemed to be moving slowly, but in fact, it was a close-up shot formed by local space-time condensation, and the real speed was terrifyingly fast. If you want to keep your distance, you must have super high control, and in the early days, you were deflated continuously, and in order to control the heat, you have to hone more than 10,000 times.
There is a way that practice makes perfect, the black flat feet have been entangled and unconsciously slowed down a little, if it can be contained more than ten times, it can reduce the speed to the bearable range, and now this momentum is too terrifying.
"Come again!" Eighteen more divine weapons were thrown out, but there were no more life beads. The quality was extremely high, and the five eighth-order life beads that were about to reach pure white collided and suddenly cracked.
"Oh woo woo ......"
The life bead emitted spiritual fluctuations, and eighteen seventh-order divine weapons emitted black light. In just one moment, the black flat-footed slap came, and all the divine weapons shattered, causing the hurricane to pause for a moment, and the speed of the black-footed slowed down to the usual five or six sorties.
"Okay! The loot was not wasted, and the speed was reduced to the level of six hedges. Luo Yang shouted: "Simba!"
"Look at me!"
A huge figure appeared in the air, like a colorful mountain, and like a bright ball of light, and the sharp claws emitted a dense purple gas, propelled by twenty-four purple-red air pillars, and collided with it.
There is no roar like the sky falling, only the annihilation of patches of space, forming a kind of light diffusion spectacle, each light producing great resistance.
"Roaring ......"
The black flat-footed frantically assaulted, instantly changing from four to ten, like propeller blades spinning rapidly, creating a hurricane that crushed everything on the road.
Luo Yang floated in the air, and six halos appeared behind his head, each of which was intertwined with textures, and the barriers were distinct, operating in their own ways.
He was waiting, waiting for that fleeting moment.
The hard work pays off, and after thousands of trainings, every bit of experience is remembered in my heart, which makes the Taichong Sword more and more amazing.
The water drops are pierced by stones, and the kung fu is sharpened into a needle with an iron pestle. The so-called supernatural is that the gods are different, representing a kind of extraordinary, which can often turn decay into magic......
"It's coming!" Luo Yang stood with his hands in his hands, drawing his sword with one hand.
The scabbard remained in place to freeze time and space, and the figure moved forward to form a coherent picture of layers, pulling out hundreds of millions of light patterns in the air, and starlight and star power condensed into one point.
"It's now, break the sky!" The mighty battle intent swayed, and the sword light shattered, turning into hundreds of millions of starlight and swept away.
From a microscopic point of view, countless Xuantian War Patterns were formed in the starlight and star power, like fragments the size of snowflakes, and suddenly climbed upwards to form hundreds of millions of tree shadows, swaying and shining.
At first, these shadows only take on the form of a tree, perhaps only for half a second. However, the majestic power was injected, and the shadows of hundreds of millions of trees began to grow wildly, and soon the dragons were knotted and turned into lush forests.
Luo Yang was ecstatic in his heart, the sword just now drew unimaginable power from the scar, and by the way, he helped the monster reduce his injury, and whether he could win or not depends on the next blow.