Mingguang Mirror only knew that the Holy Slashing Sword was not easy to submit, but he didn't know that the Ancient Saint Head had already entered the special realm. This saint is killed by the enemy at the moment of becoming a god, and this is the only way to fall!

I don't know whether to say that Luo Yang is lucky? Or should I say that he is unlucky! The vague divinity attached to the sword was beyond imagination, making him almost lose himself.

However, he survived.

However, it is not without a price, the sword heart is broken, the sword body is damaged, and the sword intent is old!!

For a swordsman who has cultivated with proud qualifications, this situation is like the sky falling, and it can no longer be described as a huge price, it is completely cutting off the path to promotion and destroying all potential.

At that moment, Luo Yang thought that he was finished, and clearly sensed that even if he successfully entered the sect level in the future, it would be impossible to develop upward. It's almost the same as the ending of the old demon, and his life only stops before the honorable level.

But there's more.

Although the sword heart was broken, the sword body was damaged, and the sword intent was old, he successfully surrendered the divinity.

This is divinity, indescribable in the dark, boundless vast, boundless and far-reaching, so that Luo Yang gave birth to a super understanding and began to analyze his state.

Just a few seconds before Luo Yang slashed out a powerful sword and annihilated the black mist, he was in a wonderful state of epiphany, and his mind flashed like thunder, expanding a large world from point to surface!

Therefore, Luo Yang said that he had realized! He really understood, and when he saw the true meaning of power, he suddenly had a wonderful feeling, feeling that the sword heart was broken, the sword body was damaged, and the sword intent was aging.

The broken sword heart is also called the sword heart, and because it is broken, it is more sensitive!

A damaged sword body is also a sword body, because it is damaged, it can remind yourself where the shortcomings are?

The old sword intent can be called a peerless, unprecedented, how many people in the world can make the sword intent old? What is the end of the sword path? Luo Yang spied a trace of mystery.

That is a more majestic sword intent, just like there are mountains outside the mountain, there are people outside the people, there is also a sword intent outside the sword intent, that is infinite and endless!

Touching the infinite and endless sword intent, Luo Yang trembled, he was still far away, that was not the level he could touch now, so he turned his mind and slashed out a domineering sword!

This sword was so good that it broke through the black-robed people and joined forces, and the layers of sword intent were like dead light, shocking the heads of several sect-level masters with numb arms, and staring at the terrifying evil star with round eyes.

When Luo Yang's eyebrows lit up, and he wanted to enter the state of a small sect to fight, the great prophet of the black-robed team was so frightened that he hurriedly stopped: "Stop, don't kill again, we will be soft, we will admit it!"

"Old man, shut up...... "Where is the leader of the black-robed people willing to do it? The other party has killed so many of his people, is it just that? If he really tries his best, he may not lose, and the big deal will be burned!"

At this time, a voice suddenly came: "Jie crocodile, if you lose, you lose, what dare you not admit? I asked the great prophet of Keqing to follow you to act, just because I was afraid that you would cause trouble!"

"Big brother?" The leader of the black-robed people held back his anger, but in the end he didn't dare to go wild, because he was afraid of this brother if he was not afraid of heaven and earth!

There was a "bang" sound, and the corpses of more than a dozen Colin masters were thrown down from the air, and a young man in a black robe fell.

The young man did not hide his face with black mist, he looked extremely young, even much younger than Luo Yang.

Through Turing's eyes, he found that this person was a sect-level master with great potential, and his real age was not too old, and he would be at the age of twenty-four or five!

The young man was kind and introduced himself: "My name is Luo Jiemu, the introduction of Jie, the bathing Mu, from the Luo family." He founded the Obsidian Wargroup with his younger brother Luo Jie, and likes to explore some treacherous places. ”

"Which Luo family?" Luo Yang thought it was interesting, because he was also surnamed Luo, and those who dared to love the surname Luo also had a family, and he looked at the style of the Obsidian Warband.

Luo Jie's crocodile shouted: "Is it not a stinky boy to raise a bar? Which Luo family is there in Qianling Hundred Provinces? Even if we are in the south, the big name is known everywhere!"

Luo Yang was neither humble nor arrogant and said: "Don't get me wrong, my surname is Luo, and I am in Luoyang." ”

Luo Jie's crocodile stared at Luo Yang, and after a while, he was shocked and said, "Grandma is a bear, why am you so powerful, it turns out that your surname is also Luo." Lao Tzu has always disliked fighting with the same surname, because it will appear disunited, and those with the surname Luo should be unanimous to ...... to the outside world."

Luo Yang is happy in his heart, this younger brother is very interesting, full of crooked reasoning, it seems that he is a guy who can't carry it, and compared with his brother, he is completely two types.

Without thinking, Luo Jiemu suddenly said: "There are many branches of our family, and the surname Luo is especially rare in the north, it is estimated that you have a blood relationship with us, because if you can achieve this kind of Cheng dù, you must have strong genes." ”

Well, my brother is unreliable, and my brother is not reliable, and he is a pedigree.

Luo Yang didn't eat this set at all, and said calmly: "Two, I'm a mountain boy, today you are willing to shake hands and make peace, welcome below." If you are willing to fight, I will do my best to accompany you. ”

Luo Jiemu nodded and said, "Okay, it's a happy person." You are very strong, and there is a very powerful dragon to help you fight, even if I make a move, I may not be able to get a bargain. The most important thing about going out is eyesight, who should be black, who should be respected, and if you make a mistake, you will lose everything. Therefore, let's expose all the unpleasantness, and from now on the well water will not interfere with the river water. ”

"Okay, the road is facing the sky, go half of each way!" Luo Yang suddenly took a step back and put away the Taichong sword, Zhang Xiaoman and Lin Tianbao came to him, and there were runes on the ground.

With a "pop", the three of them left.

The two sides are actually still in the prevention stage, after all, Luo Yang has killed a lot of black-robed people. Also, there is no Book of Shadows here, and that's what this trip is for.

After Luo Yang left, Luo Jiecrocodile asked, "Big brother, do you want to let him go like this?" Hundreds of us have died here, and I don't mind making an exception and killing a person with the same surname." ”

"Stupid, not only will I not get the slightest benefit from my shot, but I will probably die at his hands. This Luo Yang is super terrifying, he defeated the Lu family in the Qian'an Imperial Capital, and even a high-level master was folded in. That's not all, he broke through the Green Cicada headquarters, I don't know where he borrowed the power of the masters, and destroyed the two Green Cicada Demon Venerables, he has already attracted the attention of the family, and many people want to get involved with him and pull him into the family tree......!

Luo Jie's crocodile was surprised to hear this, and hurriedly asked, "What else?"

Luo Jiemu's eyes changed, and he said, "Don't you think he looks like a person?"

"Like a person?" Luo Jieguo suddenly gasped, and said in a trembling voice: "Fifth Uncle Luo Xiangdong?

"Something like is enough, not to mention that the fifth uncle really has no heirs?" Luo Jiemu's voice echoed in the empty space inside the tower!