Chapter 127: Crazy (eighteenth!)

In the gray world, Luo Yang’s consciousness reveals a deep look. After a moment, Luo Yang’s consciousness is to act again. When a sword is crossed, a sudden thought and a sword are heard. Incorporate the meaning and quickly absorb it into your body.
The faint swordsmanship came out of Luo Yang’s consciousness. A sharp sense of meaning swam in Luo Yang’s body, but after a moment of rest, those swords quickly dissipated as if they were forced from Luo Yang’s body. Out of the ordinary.
"Killing... is the killing in my body..."
Luo Yang’s eyes condensed, and at the moment when the swordsmanship poured into the body, he clearly felt his body, the horrible killing became very violent, that is, after this moment, his hard-fought sword The intentions have dissipated and it is difficult to survive in his body.
"The killing is ultimately a fear, a fear of death! And the sword is very rich, it has no emotions, only sharp, so it will be in conflict with the killing..."
After the blink of an eye, Luo Yang’s heart has already guessed a rough idea. When the cold is slamming, when the spiritual power is running, it is to suppress the killing of the body, making it difficult to resist the shot.
"On my site, I still can't take it for you!"
Feeling the silence of the body, Luo Yang no longer has the slightest hesitation. After taking a deep breath, the consciousness of the group suddenly jumped forward, moving forward toward the front, and finally stopped in front of a fierce sword. Come down.
In Luo Yang’s consciousness, there was once again a wave of ripples. In an instant, the sword was a flash of light, and the consciousness of Luo Yang came in. The moment when the two blended, the sword was fierce. Appear directly in Luo Yang's body, slowly condensing a small sword-like shadow of a small finger.
"This... is the sword heart?" The eyes fixed on the long shadow of the long sword in the body, and Luo Yang’s heart moved.
The long sword virtual shadow is suspended quietly in Luoyang's Dantian, echoing with the golden Lingtai, but it is very vague and dim. If it is not carefully observed, it is hard to find, but it is with time, every minute. Every second is constantly weakening, as if it will be completely dissipated in the next second.
"It should be just a silhouette. If you want to completely solidify it, you need a lot of swords, and the number of sentimental swords directly determines the level of the sword heart."
Silently indulged for a moment, Luo Yang had some understanding of the long shadow of the long sword in the body. At this moment, after a slight flash of his eyes, Luo Yang’s consciousness did not stop at all, and he directly went to the depths of this wonderful world. .
At the moment when the Jianxin virtual shadow appeared in Luoyang's body, Luoyang in the secret territory also experienced some changes. The faint swordsmanship was radiated from his body. In the flashing light, the stone platform under the seat was directly raised. At the height of fifty feet.
The changes in the secret territory naturally did not escape the eyes of many disciples outside the world. At the same time as the rise of the Luoyang stone platform, there was an exclamation.
"Look at you! Luoyang's stone platform has risen!"
"But it is just a matter of comprehending it. At his speed, let alone catching up with others, there is no hope of condensing Jianxin!"
After taking the medicinal herbs, Hu Shixiong, who was sitting on the prune, heard the exclamation and quickly opened his eyes. But when he saw that Luo Yang only stopped after rising fifty feet, his face suddenly showed disdain. Look, sneer in the mouth.
The other disciples around him heard the words and nodded, looking at other people in the secret. I saw it in the secret world. The number one is still Chen Jian. At this moment, he has reached the height of 2,300 feet!
Under Chen Jian, it turned out that only Zhao Muxue, who was repaired in the fourth floor of Lingtai, her body, the sharp swords of the sword constantly floated, and the stone that was set off by her like a thorn, the stone platform under it was already It reached a height of two thousand feet.
"Sword meaning... I need a lot of swords!"
Luo Yang’s consciousness fluttered in the gray world and constantly searched for the traces of the sword. Although there are so many swords in the world, not every sword can be refining and sturdy. Some powerful Sword, even Royan does not dare to approach easily.
I don't know how long it took, when Luo Yang's consciousness was flying, a sword screamed from his front, making Luo Yang's eyes suddenly bright.
Without any hesitation, the body's suspicion suddenly passed to the sword, and the sword in midair suddenly stagnate and quietly floated there. A joyful color emerged from Luo Yang's eyes. His consciousness became a big net, and he was close to the sword. When he refining and absorbing it, a more sharp and overbearing sword slammed against Luo Yang!
Luo Yang’s face changed, and between the electric and the Flint, it was to abandon the sword that was about to be reached. The light group that controlled the consciousness quickly retreated, but even if Luoyang’s reaction was not slow, it was still the sharp sword. In the sweep of opinion, suddenly seeing Luo Yang’s consciousness light group constantly rolling, and even some signs of collapse.
"Hey? The reaction is not slow..."
A snoring sound was uploaded from the sharp sword, and even a light group slowly emerged from the back of the sword. This group of conscious light groups exudes a strong sword meaning, which is stronger than Luoyang. Times!
Although he did not see the identity of the other party, even with the breath of the light group, Luo Yang was a sinking heart, vaguely perceiving the identity of the other party. It was the Fang Longfei from the Akasaka faction!
After taking a deep breath, Luo Yang’s heart secretly guarded and carefully opened the distance with the other side. If it is replaced by the outside world, even if Fang Longfei’s cultivation has reached the late stage of Lingtai, Luoyang still has the confidence to fight with each other. At the moment, in this strange world, the sword in the other side is far beyond itself. If it is hard to touch him, it is very unfavorable for Luo Yang.
"Don't worry about the kid, I won't kill you here. I want you to go out alive. Only then can I search your memory for all the souls."
As if he was aware of Luo Yang’s vigilance, Fang Longfei’s mouth said faintly. Although the words are full of coldness, the tone is like saying a trivial little thing, so that Luo Yang’s eyes don’t feel a little.
His eyes faintly swept away from Luo Yang’s consciousness. Fang Longfei’s face showed a cold smile. The conscious light group rolled up the sword that Luo Yang’s fancy, and it quickly disappeared into the gray world. Under Luoyang, one person was in the same place, and the look on his face was uncertain.
"I have seen him several times with him. He can hear his tone but he already knows me. Is it that he knows that I have been passed down..."
Luo Yang’s heart constantly thought about meeting with Fang Longfei several times, but did not think of a little bit of a clue. After taking a deep breath, I simply stop thinking about why the other person knows what I am doing, but sinks my heart and feels the darker shadow of the sword in my body.
"Strong! Only when you become stronger can you live out from here! Only when you become stronger, you don't need to rely on the faces of others to live!"
A decisive look emerged from Luo Yang's face, under the teeth, Luo Yang's consciousness suddenly revealed the color of madness!