Chapter 1233: The Man of Legends
There was a resentful curse from the Dutian God Ding: "Luo Yang, you have already been on the blacklist of this god, and you dare to suppress this god's divine sense, even if you are lucky enough to enter the god domain, you will suffer three calamities and six tribulations." Wait, this god will not let you go. No, the Templar army will soon take your life and make you a meaningless pile of material waste. ”
"Is it enough? Annihilation!" Luo Yang's expression was grim, and at the same time as the words entered the Divine Ding, the Dao Seal Vortex rumbled and extinguished a large purple demon eye, extracting a massive amount of essence.
After the Demon Eye was strangled, the Dutian Shending got great benefits, and the energy quickly surged upward, and the beasts, gods, and people on the Ding's body became active.
"Huh?" Luo Yang was extremely surprised, seeing the data in his eyes, this was still the data template left to him by the crescent moon, and it was playing a role.
The golden smoke rose from the Divine Ding, and the foundation of the fourth-order divine treasure became stronger and stronger.
At this time, a smoky data appeared in his eyes, and finally rose to a specific value, thirteen.
"Thirteen?" Luo Yang instantly understood the meaning of this number, the Dutian God Ding could be refined thirteen times. In other words, no matter whether you send a divine soldier or a divine corpse into the Divine Ding, you can completely refine it thirteen times with the power of a fourth-order divine treasure, but it does not include living creatures.
When it comes to refining god-level creatures, the energy consumed increases exponentially. When encountering soft persimmons, it may be done in minutes, and when encountering those veteran god-level powerhouses, even if it is a projection, it may not be possible to put all the numbers thirteen into it, and may suffer from it.
In any case, this number is the confidence, the confidence to suppress the enemy!
Luo Yang sighed in his heart: "Alas, after all, the background is still shallow, at the end of this god era, which god has not accumulated for many years? Through various means, even if my situation is extraordinary, it is far behind!"
There is no way, the development of the first hundred years will not be so difficult. Fortunately, he has a lot of gold and silver coins in his pocket, and with the guidance of the old man Gui Qianshou, as long as he enters the Divine Domain, he can be converted into resources as soon as possible. However, the risks involved are huge, and the God of Shadows has manipulated gold and silver coins, which cannot be spent on ordinary procedures, and it is easy to attract endless disasters......
After waiting for a while, the energy value of Dutian Shending climbed to fourteen, and then it stopped, and even showed signs of regression. What made Luo Yang happy was that Shenshou gushed out like a spring, breaking through 10,000 years in an instant, and "booming" upward, gradually approaching 20,000 years, which is more domineering than digesting hundreds of tons of desolate treasure blood.
Since there is no danger in the Dutian God Ding, the True Spirit Umbrella can exclusively enjoy the energy transmitted by the Black Book.
It was a high-quality energy like golden liquid, which seemed to be even purer than the pure energy condensed by the Black Book, and it didn't take any effort to transform, and it would be assimilated into star power if it was contaminated with a trace of star power.
However, the energy consumed by the True Spirit Umbrella has been climbing.
Compressing the 180,000-year divine lifespan, actually spending so much energy, is beyond normal ideas and concepts.
Luo Yang realized that the True Spirit Umbrella was afraid that it had touched some kind of great boundary. If he can't push it from the beginning to the end, it will not only cause irreparable damage to the True Spirit Umbrella, but also a heavy blow to him, the master.
After all, that god shou is his god shou, and theoretically others can't use it at all. The white tortoise is definitely a special case, and there is no semicolon for this one.
Suddenly, the True Spirit Umbrella erupted with magnificent momentum, and it actually crossed the bottleneck of the eighth to ninth levels of the Holy Rank.
"Okay, the ninth-level instrument saint, if you can condense the realm, it will be the peak of the ninth level, the most holy among the instrument saints. Luo Yang was very excited, the Mingguang Mirror and the True Spirit Umbrella were different from ordinary utensils, they had wisdom. Even some of the Divine Soldiers have intelligence, perhaps a chip at work, and the Kui'an Mirror and Umbrella are different from each other, and seem to be related to metal life and silicon-based life.
Therefore, the Bright Light Mirror and the True Spirit Umbrella are real life, not mixed with any virtual components in them, and they are even more real than the life-like beings born that retain memory fragments in many energies.
Luo Yang could clearly sense that the compression capacity of the True Spirit Umbrella was constantly improving.
Mingguang Mirror looked at the True Spirit Umbrella with great envy, and muttered: "This stinky boy has been greatly created, I will be miserable! The body is almost split into eighteen petals, I don't know when I will be able to repair it back, and when I repair it back, I don't know if it will delay my promotion." ”
Caught off guard, the black fog explodes in the distance!
There were twenty-six huge black mist around the remains of the starfish, which Luo Yang had been unable to see, but at this time, when his true face was finally revealed, he saw strategic platforms highlighted. The temple has cultivated the saints for many years, and the cardinal archpriest has gathered together, controlling a ring compass, and is doing his best to exterminate the remaining scorpion ants.
Luo Yang was extremely shocked, the black fog surrounding the strategic platform turned out to be a scorpion ant after the collapse. Although the white tortoise launched an ant tide and disrupted the rhythm of the temple's excavation of remains, but the temple had been preparing for many years, how could it be easy to get along? The temple army not only survived the previous terrifying shock, but also wiped out a large number of scorpion ants, and it seems that the loss of personnel is not heavy.
"Luo Yang, is it you?" Xu Jiutian stood on the strategic platform, glaring at the figure that should not be here.
"Why? When I speak, is it the wind in my ears? The temple is too deceitful, I want to rise up and resist, since it is said that one person will destroy one army, then it must be carried out, otherwise how can I climb the peak?" Luo Yang covered the mountains and rivers, and a huge ancient tree appeared behind him again, and he blocked the road to enter the scar of the ancient tree alone.
A shadow turned out behind Xu Jiutian and shouted, "How daring, you dare to kill the Evil Eye Lord's Divine Sense, this is your own way to cut off your promotion." ”
Luo Yang sneered: "What's the matter? You, the person behind the scenes, are willing to jump out? There is a kind of you coming over today, if Lao Tzu frowns halfway, he will not be a hero." ”
Xu Jiutian was furious: "Send a cannon, kill this arrogant guy for me." ”
"No!" Several commanders of the Templar army hurriedly stopped it, and opened fire on the remains of the starfish, isn't that looking for death? In the previous two hours, nearly 10,000 people had been shocked to death, and they were shocked alive into particles, which could leave a bloody mist and bone slag. You can't be reckless anymore, otherwise there won't be enough people to take it in.
"Who dares to fight me today? Luo Yang yelled and made enough momentum, but in fact, he was dragging on time, but he didn't know that his reputation was too big, that was the top of the list of heroes of all races, and he once raised his hand and raised his feet to receive the cursed sword god of the temple powerhouse, and these people in the temple army were stunned when they saw him.
Just as the temple army was shrinking, there was a laughter on a strategic platform: "Hahaha, what's wrong with the temple? In my memory, the temple is a place where the strong are like forests, the strategists are like rain, and the gods have to give three points of face." I slept for a while, and when I woke up, I was afraid of even a little saint. ”
"Who is he?"
"Oh my God! it's him, the legend. ”
After a lot of discussions, Luo Yang was a little surprised, hooked his fingers and said: "Say that I am a little saint-level, aren't you a saint-level? But you give me a very strange feeling, there is a kind of coming to fight!"