Alien Dragon

Suddenly, circles of ripples appeared on the surface of the silent sea, and the center of the ripples was the black beast. Could it be that the black beast was seriously injured before dying!

hissing...

Weak screams of pain suddenly sounded, and the ripples in the sea became more and more urgent, one circle after another, some were already overwhelmed, and rushed forward, bumping into each other.

clap la la...

Accompanied by a gust of water, the black beast stuck its head out of the sea with difficulty, revealing its scarred head. Those blue eyes looked up at the sky, wondering what it was thinking.

Suddenly, the black beast raised its head and looked in one direction, its dull blue eyes flashed to the ground, staring at a figure flying rapidly through the water, its eyes were full of unwillingness, and finally it was exhausted, high and low. The raised head hit the sea surface with a thud.

Stepping on the bone sword that was shining with blood, Wang Luo was slightly taken aback when he saw this scene, and immediately showed a look of joy, which was similar to what he perceived. Now this eighth-level monster has stayed on the verge of death, half a foot Has kicked on the god of death.

"Hehe, black guy, isn't he dead yet?"

Flying in front of the eighth-level monster, Wang Luo greeted it cheerfully. Looking at the deep scars on its body, he was secretly afraid. Luckily, he was taken away by Hanrod, otherwise he would It is estimated that it is even more pitiful than this monster.

hissing...

With a weak hiss, the eighth-level monster's blue eyes looked at the little person in front of it, snorted disdainfully, sprayed a stream of sea water, and then continued to crawl on the sea, looking up at the sky, enjoying the last breath. life.

slam-la-

With a thought, Wang Luo moved to the side, and where he was originally, a stream of sea water landed there in a beautiful arc in the air, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, Wang Luo's eyes showed interest, and he looked at the powerless floating An eighth-level monster in sea water.

boom--

When Wang Luo saw those dark blue eyes, he froze in place for an instant, and something in his mind shattered instantly, and he fell deeply into it.

In those dark blue eyes calmly looking at the sky, he seemed to see an illusory soul calmly looking at the sky, calmly venting his unwillingness, and calmly expressing his nostalgia for life.

Inexplicably, a strange feeling pervaded in my heart. The scenes of the scenes I did to break through to the seventh level flashed in my mind like a horse on a horse.

Suddenly, Wang Luo felt that he was wrong. He practiced hard every day, thinking about how to break through the seventh level all the time, and regarded breaking through the seventh level as his mission, which became an invisible pressure to spur himself.

Especially after he obtained the blood essence of the Youlan Demon Snake and wanted to use it to break through, but he went mad and almost exploded to death, Wang Luo had doubts about whether he could break through to level seven, and questioned himself.

No matter how strong a person is, if he is under pressure all the time, he will eventually collapse. Fortunately, Wang Luo met Qi Lu, otherwise, under the double pressure of breaking through the seventh level and gay love, Wang Luo would either explode or collapse in the end.

At the beginning, Wang Luo really thought that Qi Lu broke through to the seventh level because he saw through homosexuality, so Wang Luo grasped the last straw and went deep into it according to Qi Lu's suggestion, but after thinking about it carefully, Wang Luo finally understood , Qi Lu did not intend to do so.

If Qilu had seen through homosexual love and jumped out of this circle, how could he be lingering with him? I didn’t know it before, and I don’t know why. At this moment, when Wang Luo saw those calm eyes, he suddenly became enlightened and understood a lot. thing.

At the beginning, Qi Lu should have seen his pressure, so he made up a lie to make him crazy and sink him. In fact, the real purpose was to let him vent unscrupulously and relieve the pressure he put on himself.

Opportunities can be encountered but not sought. Enlightenment is often accumulated on the basis of countless sleepless nights of hard work, and Wang Luo is lucky to have achieved both. With opportunities and hard work, Wang Luo understands a lot.

I don't know how long it has passed, maybe it's just a moment, maybe hundreds of years have passed, Wang Luo, who was immersed in the wonderful perception, suddenly felt a coolness coming from the spiritual sea, and opened his eyes naturally, revealing an undisguised expression in his eyes. happy look.

ah ho...

Looking up to the sky and roaring excitedly, a strange whirlwind blew up on the sea surface, and Wang Luo stood facing the wind with his clothes fluttering. In his black and white eyes, the light flickered and was extremely bright.

shuh...

As soon as his figure moved, Wang Luo no longer hesitated, flew to the black monster floating on the sea, sat cross-legged on the spot, closed his eyes, and entered the cultivation state with both hands.

As Wang Luo entered the state of cultivation, the world became quiet again. The black monster that might fall into the embrace of death at any time felt the person on its back. A trace of surprise appeared in his eyes, and then he regained his composure and looked at the sky quietly. .

Different from the calm and calm outside, Wang Luo's sea of ​​spirits set off monstrous waves. Originally floating above the sea of ​​spirits, sprinkling wisps of spiritual power, the spiritual pearls that merged into the gray ocean of spiritual power below directly melted into the sea of ​​spiritual power below. In the ocean of gray spiritual power.

clap la la...

A wave of gray spiritual power tens of meters high rises and falls one after another, and the sound of real ebb and flow, like the ebb and flow of the tide, clearly spreads into the sky of the spiritual ocean, watching everything happening from a high position, and the illusory king falls deep in his soul.

poly!

With a thought in mind, the illusory Wang Luo cast out the magic formula with both hands, and a vortex slowly formed in the gray sea of ​​spiritual power, spinning rapidly, and involved the surrounding liquid gray spiritual power in it.

clap la la...

The sound of ebb and flow still rang in the depths of Wang Luo's soul, but as the gray vortex became stronger and more spiritual power was involved, the waves became smaller and smaller, gradually disappearing.

rumbling...

In the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness, a vortex composed entirely of liquid spiritual power kept rotating, making a rumbling sound, piercing the sky.

Refine!

With a soft drink, the illusory Wang Luo played the spell again, and the spinning speed of the mental vortex instantly accelerated, and the huge mental vortex slowly condensed and became smaller and smaller.

Ding!

Suddenly, a sound of exhortations sounded, and the illusory Wang Luo suddenly showed joy. He looked at the spiritual vortex that was spinning faster and faster, and almost turned into a gray shadow, and directly penetrated it to reach the center of the vortex.

The size of a grain of rice indicates that the uneven solid particles are quietly floating in the center of the vortex, and strands of spiritual power that have almost become solid are constantly thrown out of the vortex, absorbed by it, and slowly strengthen themselves.