Dragon Inside

After the red light flashed in front of him, Luo Yang clearly felt that a force of transmission broke out from his surroundings, and when he had not responded, he directly transferred his entire person to another place.

When the light was full, Luo Yang suddenly looked up and looked around, and found himself deep in a jungle.

All of them are in the eyes of a towering ancient tree, densely covered with red old trees, and this place becomes a forest. In this forest, all the gods are suppressed in the body, and it is difficult to explore in the distance. Just looking at the place, the red old tree is like the end of the end, continuous.

"This... these trees have the scent of hibiscus trees..."

After Luo Yang’s eyes flashed a little, there was already some enlightenment in his heart. I know that this place is probably the secret environment opened by the Fuso tree. Although there is a trace of uneasiness in the heart, it is not flustered.

His eyes swept from the four fields, and Luo Yang’s feet squatted, and the body immediately rushed into the sky and rose toward the sky. No matter how Luoyang flies toward the sky, the ancient trees here are still difficult to see the top of the tree, as if it is integrated with the sky.

Luo Yang's figure suddenly stopped, and when the body was swaying, a sword that was enough to open the mountain burst forth and burst forth, facing the old tree in front. A roar suddenly sounded in front of Luo Yang, but when the smoke was exhausted, Luo Yang’s eyes were condensed.

I saw him in front of him, the old tree of the tree was still standing in the sky, and there was no trace of damage. Everything just happened, even as never happened, so that Luo Yang’s heart sank.

"This place is like a cage of forests and seas. We are stuck here. What is the purpose of Fusang Tree?"

After a moment of indulging, Luo Yang’s hand flashed, and a blue jade piece appeared in his hand. It was the broken border.

The light on the broken border is dim, and there is no slight reaction to how Luoyang injects spiritual power, as it is difficult to display here.

Seeing that the broken border can not be used, Luo Yang's face became more and more dignified. After taking a deep breath, he did not hesitate under his feet. When he was in a hurry, he quickly swept away and marched toward the distant forest.

This Linhai seems to have no margins. Luo Yang has flown out for three days, but he still hasn't seen the end. Even a monk has never encountered it.

"The voice of the call, if it really comes from Fuso, then it must have a spirit, and will not trap me here for no reason..."

At this point, Luo Yang’s irritated heart gradually calmed down, and he rushed all the way, constantly moving forward between the forests and seas. When the fourth day came, all the ancient trees in the forest and sea were lit up. The red light, when the wind blows the leaves, brings the sound of cymbals, like thousands of monks, whispering in the low voice, the vague voice echoing through the forest and into the ears of Luo Yang.

"It is the movement from that direction!"

Luo Yang suddenly looked up and looked at the east of Linhai. After a moment of indulgence, his eyes showed a firm look, and his body swept straight to the east.

Half a day later, Luo Yang, who was galloping in the forest, suddenly stopped his body. When the right hand was lifted up, it was a fierce sword and swayed toward the side of the forest.

At the moment when the sword smashed out, Luo Yang’s body slid backwards, and his eyes looked at Lin Hai faintly, his face showing a sneer.

A roar of sound rang suddenly, and while the sword was stirring, a red robe man jumped from the old tree and rushed toward Luo Yang. His eyes showed a fierce color.

Luo Yang's look is as usual, long sleeves, a bonfire dragon with dozens of feet long will come out, and the man in the red robe whispers away, the temperature of horror, as if from the sun, let the red On the man's face, the look of a scared look.

"Ghost wind!"

Between the electric and the flint, the man in the red robe screamed in anger, and a black hurricane suddenly swept out from behind him and slammed into the fire dragon.

The violent roar suddenly sounded and echoed constantly between the forests and the sea. The black hurricane and the fire dragon burst into bursts. The horrible aftermath was in the woods. The man in the red robe spurted a blood in his mouth, and his body receded. When he looked up again, his face was full of gloom.

"Luo Daoyou forgive me, what happened just now is rude, and please don't blame Luo Daoyou..."

The man in the red robe quickly said to Luo Yang, and he said that although he had already reached the nine floors of Lingtai, he stopped at the distance of seven or eighty feet in front of the Fusang tree. When I saw Luoyang, who was only on the sixth floor of Lingtai, she could easily walk to the front of the Fuso tree. In her heart, she guessed that Luoyang had a heavy treasure, so the killing would happen just now.

It was only that he did not think of it anyway. The strength of Luo Yang was already so fearful. Under one trick, he was injured. There was no hesitation at the moment, and the body quickly retreated toward the distance.

"Just a reckless, like sending Luo Mou?" Luo Yang snorted heavily, and there was a cold flash in his eyes.

The other side’s blow just seemed simple, but it contained murder. If the strength of Luoyang has already surpassed that of the ordinary six-tiered monk in Lingtai, I am afraid that under the attack, it is already dead.

After entering the realm of cultivation for many years, Luo Yang has long understood that the benevolence of the enemy will only become cruel to himself.

When the next step was taken, the figure appeared behind the man in the red robe. When the right hand was lifted up, a blue-colored sword mang shot from his hand and squatted against the man in the red robe.

Feeling the horror killing sent by Jianguang, the man in the red robe showed a look of panic. Under the teeth, a blood spurted out of his mouth, and his hands swiftly slammed toward Luoyang.

"Windfury!"

The **** screams screamed and screamed, emitting a strong **** scent, like the nine secluded winds, mixed with the sound of whimpers, and swept toward the blue-colored sword.

A roaring sound spread throughout the world, and the aftermath of the sweep, the red robe man's mouth spurted out five or six blood, and the body trembled and fled to the distance.

"Fu Tian refers!"

Luo Yang’s eyes flashed, and a low-pitched voice was heard. A cyan giant finger suddenly fell toward the young man. The cyan giant finger from the sky is like a heavenly punishment, and the pressure of terror continues to spread.

The man in the red robe has a horrified look on his face. The pressure on the giant finger is already more than the repair of Lingtai, and even the faint circulation of Danyang.

Between life and death, he was not allowed to think more. The right hand was shot on the Qiankun bag, and a purple jade piece appeared in his hand. The jade piece was known for its wind and turned into a purple shield, blocking the cyan giant finger in front of the red robe man.

"Damn guy, how is he so difficult!"

The man in the red robe showed a painful look on his face. After a curse in his mouth, he turned and flew away. But his figure was just moving, and a blue light flashed from behind him. Luo Yang’s body directly teleported. To his side, under his horrified eyes, a finger pointed at his eyebrows!