Alien Dragon

Over the blood-colored ocean, Bell stared blankly at the leaving white figure for a long time, while Wang Luo, who was watching from the side, just rolled his eyes in silence.

"Through the way of cultivation, stealing the spiritual power of heaven and earth is going against the sky. If you choose to obey, how will you break the sky in the end, break the shackles of heaven and earth, and surpass the sky and earth!"

The flat tone and frivolous words echoed in Wang Luo's ears. Wang Luo, who rolled his eyes, was stunned for a moment, and then he looked at Bell in bewilderment, wondering why he suddenly said such words.

"Hehe, everyone has their own choice, whether against the sky or against the sky, as long as you are upright and have a clear heart!"

Seeing Bell's questioning look with meaningful eyes, Wang Luo smiled, spoke indifferently, and looked directly at Bell, without any impurities in his eyes.

"It's enough to have a clear heart!"

The indifferent Bell suddenly spit out some excited words, Wang Luo didn't show the slightest surprise, but looked up at the sky faintly, with an inscrutable smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Pretend to be BI!"

The two words fluttered into his ears, and the unfathomable Wang Luo's disguise collapsed in an instant, and he turned around and stared at Bell fiercely.

This girl is only allowed to pretend to be herself, not to allow others to pretend, it's too inhumane, but for the sake of understanding the method of the elemental realm, and for the sake of his own life, Wang Luo decided to endure it.

"Speak!"

"what?"

"The cultivation method of the elemental realm!"

"You feel that the effect of comprehending the realm of elements is good. You can continue. The traditional method will bind you and is not suitable for you!"

"Uh(⊙o⊙)...Fuck it, Bell, you wait for me!"

Hearing Bell's words, Wang Luo was taken aback for a moment, then reacted, yelled at Bell who was leaving quickly, and then rushed fiercely into the wave of monsters that came again.

Stretching out a hand, wandering around, bursting monster chrysanthemums non-stop, the square sword that sucked the monster's soul suddenly flew back to Wang Luo's hand obediently, and a wave of excitement was transmitted to Wang Luo's heart.

"Okay, since you want to eat chrysanthemums, I'll let you eat them to your heart's content today!"

With a very unrestrained cry, Wang Luo turned his wrist, and the heavy square sword thrust out rapidly, and inserted it from the mouths of each monster, leaving only the black hilt outside.

It was the first time for him to let go like this, and to use the Square Sword to cater to the sword spirit's will. A wave of joy was transmitted from the sword body to Wang Luo's heart. Wang Luo responded with spiritual power, and gradually became a tacit understanding between one person and one sword. .

The original thick square sword is now nimbly stabbing in the surrounding monsters. Every time it stabs, a monster will be exploded from the mouth to the chrysanthemum, and the soul fragments will be swallowed by the sword spirit.

"This kid!"

Bell, who was wandering in the blood-colored space, felt the sword intent gradually taking shape, and couldn't help being stunned for a moment, then shook his head speechlessly, and sneered in a low voice.

Sitting cross-legged on the blood-colored sea, Qi Lu, who had a very gloomy face, also felt the gradually forming sword intent, his brows could not help but frown, and his face became gloomy again.

Time passed slowly, Wang Luo closed his eyes, and quietly waved the Sifang sword in his hand. He did not use magic power or fighting spirit. Wang Luo relied on the strength of his body to wield the Sifang sword.

I don't know how long it took, maybe it was one day, maybe three days, maybe it was longer, in a trance, Wang Luo felt that the bloody ocean disappeared, one by one hideous and terrifying monsters disappeared, and finally even himself seemed to disappear .

At this time, in Wang Luo's world, there is only a square, pimple-covered strange sword, which is controlled by an invisible hand, pointing, stabbing, chopping, teasing, twisting, etc. The sword move is full of a kind of unknown mystery when used at this time.

The sun rises and falls, the sea of ​​blood is turbulent, and the boundless hideous creatures rush one after another, rushing towards a blue figure in the sea of ​​blood, but before approaching, the strange sword in the hand of the blue shadow is directly blasted into the chrysanthemum from the mouth.

No matter how these ugly monsters dodge, the strange sword in Qingying's hand can always be easily and quickly pierced into the monster's mouth with a seemingly random wave, without any muddle.

One wave was not even, and another wave was about to strike. Countless monsters surrounded a cyan figure, but they didn't even touch the hem of the cyan figure's clothes, which was extremely strange.

Suddenly, the body of the cyan figure wielding the sword suddenly stopped, and stopped on the spot in a daze, but still tightly grasped the unattractive but extremely terrifying Sifang strange sword.

Seeing this scene, the blood-colored monsters who had almost no intelligence around them were taken aback for a moment, and then one by one excitedly rushed towards the man in Tsing Yi, submerging the man in Tsing Yi in the crowd of monsters in the blink of an eye.

A ray of earthy yellow light suddenly flashed from the pile of blood-colored monsters, followed by more and more rays of light flashed out from the pile of monsters, and finally with a bang, all the monsters were instantly knocked into the air.

The khaki-yellow sword shadows shot out from the sky, and the monsters that had not yet fallen into the sea of ​​blood were directly pierced by the khaki-yellow sword energy one by one, in an unchanging and miserable pattern, directly bursting from the mouth into the chrysanthemum.

Blood splashed everywhere, dripping down, a blue shirt walked out of the blood rain calmly, and the square sword above his head automatically swung into a sword-shaped light curtain, blocking all the falling rain.

Swordsmanship is the great way. Compared with various ordinary elements, it is extremely difficult to comprehend. Wang Luo's ability to master the great way of swordsmanship is definitely an accident among accidents.

The so-called one method can master all methods, as one of the great swordsmanship, after comprehending the swordsmanship, even if Wang Luo's comprehension of water, earth and other elements has not reached the subtleties, but relying on the swordsmanship, he can still reach the subtleties of the elements. Comparable to people in the environment.

Seeing the Sifang Sword floating above his head, trembling with excitement, Wang Luo showed a speechless look on his face. He never thought that one day when he was comprehending the sword technique, he would use the Sifang Sword in his hand.

Everything that has a cause must have an effect, and there must be an inevitability by chance. Wang Luo didn't know that his swordsmanship could break through to the subtle level by accident. The contribution of the Sifang Sword can be said to be great.

Sifang Sword already has Wang Luo's soul fragment imprint, and the two are the same, but Wang Luo is a little bit repulsive to Sifang Sword. The obsession at the time, how can it be said that it can be changed, it can be changed.

All of a sudden, Wang Luo catered to Jian Ling's wishes in a nervous manner, actively cooperating with each other with each sword. For Jian Ling, what could be happier than being recognized by the master.