Vol 5 Chapter 753: Falling into the sky!

"That is nature, the means of the older generation, how many people in the world are willing to be enemies with their predecessors? We will find trouble again."
Seeing that Luo Yang did not repent, Lin Miaole’s heart was also relieved, and the pretty face immediately showed a touching smile, smiling and said.
For her words, Luo Yang was undecided and did not fully believe it. In particular, after knowing that there was a deal with Tian Jianzong behind the Moon Gate, Luo Yang was even more vigilant.
"Although I have now stepped into the spiritual realm and condensed the spiritual spirit of the Protoss, but it is much worse than that of the heavens, not to mention the vicissitudes of the Tianjian real people. Old monster..."
When I think of my own nominal master, Luo Yang’s heart is slightly sinking. Even if it is repaired to his realm, it can’t be compared with the old monster with the peak of heaven.
Especially after seeing the sorrow of the sword ancestor, Luo Yang had a clearer understanding of the horror of the heavenly monk, knowing the gap between the spiritual world and the heavenly environment, it is not easy to cross of.
"Although I don't know if this month's Lingmen is really related to Tianjian real people, but since Tianjian real people have not come in person, then I will have a breathing time for the time being. As long as I step into the peak of Lingtian, I will be spiritualized. Deification into a true blood god, even if you can't compete with it, you should have the ability to protect yourself!"
After the eyes flashed a little, Luo Yang’s mind had an idea. In addition to the suppression of the urgency, there was still a glimmer of expectation.
After all, for thousands of years, Daotianjing is the peak of all monks, and it is an ant that is not a god. What he wants to do is to fight against the strongest of the heavens!
For Luo Yang’s thoughts, several people in the room naturally did not know. After hearing the agreement between Luo Yang and Yue Lingmen, the appearance of incomparable appearance was already ugly.
"Quitou friends, it seems that today you and I need to fight hard, otherwise it is really possible to fall here!" Shi Wushen's look is gloomy like water, after taking a deep breath, said to the burly screaming beside him.
Although there was no precaution before the burly, and was attacked seriously by the old ghosts, he was a strong man in a half-step, and he was a very strong demon in the body. Even if he was so seriously injured, this short In a moment, it has already recovered more than half, but the face is getting more and more ugly.
From the current situation, no matter whether it is the old ghost or the incompetent, it will not let him go easily, and if he wants to live here, he will only have to walk with Shih, unless he can walk away. He is willing to swallow his voice, regardless of the sneak attack of the old ghost.
"In this case, that Kui will only be able to fight a battle, I hope that you will not let Kui disappointed!"
After a big scream in the mouth, the foot stepped out, and the huge body was like a hill, suddenly slamming toward the old ghost.
Obviously, for the blow just now, he is full of anger and anger, and there is no trace of mercy between the shots.
However, there is not much unexpected color on the face of the old ghost. After a sneer, the hands are fast, and the burly body is abrupt.
"cut!"
The old ghost's mouth sighed low and the singer in front of him screamed out like a golden light, and quickly went to the burly.
boom!
The violent crash sounds in the room, and the surrounding walls are also showing a fine crack. At the center of the collision, the burly body is slightly trembled, but there is not much damage, but instead Continue to growl and rush to the old ghost.
Only in a moment, the two men fought together and set off a roar.
Although the burly hit a real fire, but after all, he was injured, and when he was fighting with the old ghost, he was also in the downwind, and was constantly suppressed by the old ghosts.
Seeing that the burly is not supported, the side of the side has no change in color, and the body shape is ready to help.
But just when he was about to shoot, Luo Yang’s figure was already flashing and appeared in front of him.
"Dragon Devil!"
A violent fist wind whistling, like a raging dragon, facing the singer without a collision, the voice snarled, shaking the entire room.
Feeling the horror power in the black boxing wind, the face of the incompetent face can not help but change again. Under the spiritual power of the body, it also punches the dragon.
"No elephant fist!"
Applying a phaseless punch, it seems that it can instantly melt everything in the world, even if it is the horror of the dragon, and it collides with the boxing wind, it is quickly melted, and does not stir up any waves.
"It’s the first person in the heavens, and there are some means..."
Seeing his own punch was easily resolved by the incompatibility, and Luo Yang’s look glimpsed and said with a sigh.
"Hey, since you don't know what to do, then you can't stop blaming Shimou's ruthlessness!"
In the mouth of the incomparable mouth, a cold scream, his hands squatting, and the mouth repeatedly confessed with a complex spell, posing a mysterious seal.
"Nothing, no other, no one!"
The voice of the incomparable voice is like the big bell Huang Lu. It suddenly reverberates in the room. When the sound falls, his figure is quickly blurred. In the twinkling of an eye, it is a life of two, two births, three thousand!
For a time, the whole room was densely packed with no appearance, and even when many figures appeared, Qi Qi made a punch.
The fist pours down like a raindrop. Although it is just a simple punch, it is equivalent to tens of thousands of people who walk halfway through the sky at the same time. It is just the horrible boxing style, and the whole room is instantly broken, and countless pieces are broken. The stone rolled down and it looked like it would collapse completely.
In this boxing sea, Luo Yang’s face is also exposed with a dignified color. When the mind is moving, the vast power of the spirit of the body will surge, like a eye, reflecting the whole world.
"Crashing!"
A low-pitched voice rang out from Luo Yang's mouth. When the sound fell, his hands were full of blood, just like the ability to smash the sky, and slammed into the tens of thousands of fists!
This trick 'falling sky' is the blood of the blood family. Although Luo Yang has not become a real blood at this moment, it cannot fully exert its power, but it is only the power of this world. It is enough to shake any spiritual monk!
boom! ! !
The sound of the collision of the heavens and the earth suddenly exploded in the underground cave. The ancient building in the hall was instantly broken. From the splash of the rock, Luo Yang’s figure flew out quickly and looked at the smoke.
I saw the center of the ruin, followed by a figure, but also quickly rushed out, it is the whitish color of the face!