Chapter 452: Amazing atmosphere

When Luo Yang’s voice just fell, the square immediately silenced quietly. Everyone’s eyes were unbelievably looking at Luo Yang, as if he had never thought of Luo Yang’s daring to talk to Tuo Mo.
"As long as you can take it away, this drop of blood will be given to you by Song Mou."
Luo Yang seems to be unaware of the gaze of the surrounding, still looks like a normal, whispered.
His voice was light, but in this dead square, it was clearly introduced into the ears of the people. After a brief silence, the whole square immediately blasted the pot.
"It’s too arrogant! The one he is facing is the master of Tuo Momo!"
"I don't know the guys who are tall and thick! Master Tuo Yu is a stone master. Even if he doesn't rely on Yuan Tianjing's cultivation, it is enough to crush him with a stone technique alone!"
"I see that Song Keqing has opened the blood of the fairy, and some of the arrogance has expanded..."
The noisy arguments kept ringing. Whether it was the many disciples of Mudumen or the elders, they thought that Luo Yang was too arrogant. Even Mu Chen, who has always had firm confidence in Luo Yang, has a worried look on his face.
"Any stone technician can rely on his own stone technique to mobilize the mountainous terrain and exert his strength far beyond his own cultivation. Moreover, above this square, there are so many pieces of sea spar, which is surnamed Song. I dare to provoke the master of Tuoba, I am afraid I don’t know how to write the dead words!"
Yang Haitian's side, the original ugly Yang Yucheng, looked at the eyes of Luo Yanghui, his face showed a sneer look.
Although Yang Haitian’s face has not changed in the slightest, it is also a sarcasm in both eyes. Looking at Luo Yang’s gaze is like watching a madman.
"Tuo Yan Mo's cultivation is only in the middle of Yuan Tianjing, but there is a deep spar technique. Even if I can't say that I can easily win him, what is the reason for this Song Qingyun's hand..."
Zhou Shufan’s eyes flashed, and the old face was filled with a doubtful look, but there was no opening, just watching it all.
"Since you can open the blood of the fairy, you want to come to know some spar techniques. If you are so open, then the old man will teach you hard."
After hearing the words of Luo Yang, even Tuo Momo was a slight glimpse, and even though he said faintly, it was like saying a trivial matter.
Seeing that Tuo Momo really wants to take it out personally, the people around the four sides immediately quieted down, and they held their breath and looked at the square.
But when the two of them waited for a while to play, Luo Yang suddenly coughed and interrupted.
"And slow!"
Seeing Luo Yang shouting, the people around the four sides shook their heads. They thought that Luo Yang was only pretending to be tough, and now he was afraid to be soft. Even Tuoba said that.
"Why, isn't Song Keqing willing to send the blood directly?" Takuya's look was proud, and said faintly.
"The blood of the fairy still needs you to take it, but Song has a question. If this is the blood of the fairy, how can you take it?" Luo Yang shook his head and said quietly.
After hearing the words of Luo Yang, in addition to the appearance of Mu Chen, everyone thought that he wanted to delay the time, not too care.
"If the old man can't take this drop of blood, then according to the rules of the stoneman, the old man let go of the Qiankun bag and let you take the spirit in the bag." Tuoyu ink also did not care about Luoyang, it is still The look said proudly.
"If that's the case, let's get started." Luo Yang's eyes flashed, his mouth slightly raised, and slowly said.
When his voice fell, the palm of the hand holding the blood of the fairy fell, and a drop of red, like the blood of the sun, slowly floated in front of him, the blood of the immortal who drove out from the best stone!
Seeing that the blood of the immortal man flew out, the eyes of Tuo Yin Mo Cang old eyes burst into a strong light, and after carefully examining it several times, he only suppressed the heat in his heart.
"It is the blood of the immortal, as long as I get this blood, I will be able to open the eyes!"
After smiling and nodding, Tuo Mo's hands quickly slammed, and under a low drink, a spiritual force was radiated from his body, causing the sea crystal stones around the square to vibrate and screamed.
"This fairy blood escapes from the sea spar. Although it is opened by you, it still retains the characteristics of a piece of sea spar. As long as it is a sea spar, the old man will have the confidence to collect it!" The more smile, the proud start.
Almost at the same time as his voice fell, the sea crystal stones in the entire square have a ray of light. Although this light is weak, it can be connected to a piece of land, but it is like a sea, flooding the entire square.
"It's not a stone master, the ability to manipulate the spar, it's far from what I can!"
"I have heard the rumors long ago, the master of the technique of spar, can control the spar from the air, and see it today, it is really mysterious!"
"On this hand, it is enough to disdain one side of the sea. The Song Keqing is afraid of losing..."
A series of exclamations continued to sound, and even the many elders of Muximen nodded and sighed with the control ability of Tuo Mo's spar.
When the sounds of the surrounding were introduced into the top of the ear, the arrogant color on the face of Takuya ink was thicker. After sweeping the eyes, the hands were again smashed.
"Come!"
Tuoba ink's mouth sighed low, and a rune of words appeared from outside his body, affecting many sea crystal stones around him. Even many sea crystal stones outside the square were trembled and flew toward Tuobao's body. Come.
"Good! This time I see how arrogant you are!"
Looking at the technique of the spar exhibited by Tuo Mo Mo Shi, Yang Yucheng’s face showed a smile, and when he looked at Luo Yang, he said sarcastically. But as his gaze swept past Royan, the smile on his face solidified immediately.
I saw that in front of Luo Yang, the blood of the fairy was still suspended in the air quietly, as if it was not affected by the technique of the spar of Tuo Mo, there was no movement at all.
"Well? It’s the blood of the immortal. It’s really more than normal. I can still hold it for a while under my stone surgery."
Tuoba ink also noticed that the blood did not respond, but did not care, but instead smiled and nodded, and once again, the hand was forced to destroy the spar.
No matter what the Tuoba ink is so stimulating the spar, the blood of the fairy has never responded, even a wave of volatility has never happened. Gradually, even the people around the four sides are aware of the same...