Luo Yang fell on his back on the chariot, snorting and panting with exhaustion. However, he didn't care about being tired, and hurriedly recalled the feeling he had just now when he coincided with the figure of the ancient saint and performed the Taishang Holy Sword Dao.

"What a domineering Taishang Holy Sword Dao, I kind of understand, if the old master of the Mingguang Mirror can cross the heavenly moat and become a god, the potential will definitely be much stronger than the Sword Devouring God and the Wisdom Sword God, this ancient saint predecessor's sword path is above the Heavenly Sword Dao, so it is called Taishang!"

"It's a pity that I'm not a sword venerable, but a war venerable, and my definition of myself is not a sword, but a battle!"

"If I cultivate the invincible battle path, I will definitely be the enemy of the whole world, otherwise I am also a member of the war department, and the Zhi Sword God will not think that I am a scourge. In this way, there are many overlaps between my invincible battle path and the Taishang Holy Sword Dao. ”

Luo Yang closed his eyes, his thoughts were full of thoughts, and he pondered with his heart: "To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that the Nine Star Chong Spirit Sword and the Vortex were very well matched, this kind of swordsmanship would not be outstanding. It's just that the sword technique is the law, and when it reaches the imperial level, it must be transformed, from the sword method to the real sword path, if I can combine the Taishang Holy Sword Dao with the Nine Star Chong Spirit Sword Method......"

"Hey, the idea is wonderful, but it's hard to do!" Thinking of this, Luo Yang twisted the wheel print on his middle finger with his big finger.

The wheel print becomes a silver seal that resembles a ring, and it becomes very high-quality and feels like the real thing.

"Is it possible to use the Wheel Seal to attract the sword qi of the ancient stars in the Endless Sword Sea to assist in enlightenment? You must know that the Taishang Holy Sword Dao comes from the Kuian civilization, and it is definitely too ancient to be an ancient sword Dao!"

"There should be a chance, as long as I am willing to consume the divine light and build a rune altar in the endless sword sea, it is possible to integrate my own sword path. Luo Yang suddenly opened his eyes, only feeling energetic.

This time I cast the Taishang Holy Sword Dao, and I felt very clearly, the kind of sword will that was both heavy and domineering had been deeply imprinted in the depths of my soul, as if it was the supreme sword intent at my fingertips, and the sword path of the sky.

The Supreme One, the supreme, crowned the heavens, Luo Yang found the direction of his efforts, and there was a feeling of sudden enlightenment, so he was very happy.

He was happy, but Mingguangjing was sullen and scolded loudly: "Bastard Wang Bastard, these seven guys are idiots, what are you doing rushing over in a daze?"

In fact, Luo Yang was also a little depressed, because the Taishang Holy Sword Dao had to be reserved for use when facing the Ink Saint, and if the Mingguang Mirror had a chance to recover to become a fourth-level or fifth-level Mirror Emperor, then it was very likely that the Ink Saint would be left.

Because Huang Tiangang and the others mixed in, they used up the life-saving killer weapon in advance, and when they faced Mo Sheng again, you can imagine how difficult it was.

Don't look at the majestic just now, he beheaded six emperors and made Huang Tiangang cut off half of his arm, but he also lost his biggest reliance. Even though Luo Yang has benefited a lot, if he makes some mistakes, he may have more parts to comprehend, so on the whole, the gains outweigh the losses.

It is indeed worth the loss, because killing the Ink Saint is by no means comparable to killing six emperors. First of all, the Taichong Sword can be sublimated and become a true sword of slashing saints.

At the beginning, he cut off the head of an ancient saint that had been suppressed for many years, and that thing could only be said to be indiscriminate, and the refining effect on the Taichong sword seemed to be negligible today, how could it be beneficial to have a freshly baked ink saint?

In addition, Mo Sheng must be rich, Ma Wuye grass is not fat, people are not rich without foreign wealth, and Luo Yang, who is a royal net worth, doesn't care too much, and it is different if he is a saint, and he may have some treasure in his pocket, which can be helpful to his cultivation. Since you have this opportunity, you have to be protected by the ancient saint in the next life, so you should plan well and make the foundation stronger.

But now, don't even think about it, before you become a ninth-level war emperor, it's better to pray not to meet the ink saint......

Suppressing the regret in his heart, Luo Yang waved his hand to cast the spiritual seal. Suddenly, the heads of the six emperors who fell to the ground, as well as the bodies that had been crushed to pieces, emitted purple light.

The divine light and spiritual light turned into a rolling torrent, suspended and condensed above the palm. The aura is too low-level, so it is sent into the Divine Seal and lowered on the heads of those slaves, so that they can gain some benefits.

Luo Yang looked at the divine light carefully and frowned. These are six emperors! As a result, the divine light collected by the six of them gathered together, and there were not as many as the previous Spear Emperor! And the quality is not satisfactory, no matter how you look at it, you feel a loss!

However, the dragon chariot left by Huang Tiangang is a bit eye-catching, glowing, like a palace, pulled by forty-five black dragons, except for a small section of railing that was split, the other parts are intact.

These forty-five black dragons are not entities, but just carvings on the cornices and arches, and projections refracted outward.

The dragon cart lost the control of its owner, and it was becoming more and more blurred, and it collapsed inward with a bang, turning into a large jade ball with light patterns floating on it, which looked quite beautiful.

"I see, this is a mobile palace specially built by the Mengtai clan for the emperor, in addition to being gorgeous, there is also a strong defensive force, otherwise in front of the Taishang Holy Sword Dao, it is impossible for Huang Tiangang to only cut off half of his arm. Luo Yang grabbed the verdant jade ball, rotated the rune ring in his left eye, and used the broken arm left by Huang Tiangang to write a string of blood talismans on the surface of the jade ball, instantly erasing the breath of the original owner.

At this moment, there was a crisp applause!

"Papapa, papapa......"

"Wonderful, although I only saw the sword light from a distance, but the traces of the scene are still there, you guys with your nostrils facing the sky, do you still have any objections to the person I am looking for?"

Good guy, Luo Yang looked up, there was a large group of people, there could be thirty or forty!

"Bai Xiubei, White Empress. Luo Yang saw the person who came clearly, and sent the sundries left by the six emperors into the Shenque Seal in a flash, raising so many slaves, so he naturally didn't have to worry about picking up the spoils.

The person at the head is none other than Bai Xiubei, the empress of the White Witch Family. Although there were three fifth-level emperors in the team, she was the main fourth-level emperor.

These people brought by Bai Xiubei have no more than ten honorable ranks. However, looking at their momentum, they know that even if they have not yet become emperors, they are by no means easy. As for the others, it is even more remarkable, the instrument is lofty, the self-esteem is proud, the elegance is peerless, and everyone has their own style.

The emperor of the Taicang clan, who was standing beside Bai Xiubei, looked at the jade ball in Luo Yang's hand, and said movingly: "The mobile palace built by the Mengtai clan happens to be the emperor's dragon chariot has been destroyed, can the little brother cut his love? ”

said that it was a favor, but in fact it was asking for something for nothing.

This emperor of the Taicang clan is named Canglan Qiong, and he thought to himself: "Isn't it just a human race? If it weren't for the rebellion of the ten thousand clans, the human race would just be a small vassal of my Taicang clan.

"Oh, when the wind sees me, I'm afraid you have to trade fairly, are you sure you want me to cut my love?" Luo Yang smiled slightly, and suddenly took a step forward, and the Xuantian War Pattern appeared on his face.

The atmosphere became tense, Bai Xiubei frowned, and asked with some anger: "Canglan Qiong, what are you doing?"

Canglan Qiong smirked and said: "Hehe, this little ghost probably knew that we were coming, so he played a trick! How could he have the ability to kill six emperors? And if he wasn't weak-hearted, why would he move out the name of my Taicang clan sword saint, so I'm sure he is strong on the outside!"