Chapter 118: Enlighten in the killing (ninth!)

"At the moment, I have a black iron sword in my hand. I am not looking for a suitable technique. If I can understand the sword, I am afraid that even in Lingtai, few people will be my opponents!"
After the eyes were slightly moved, Luo Yang’s heart passed a fiery enthusiasm and he became interested in the sword style.
"It's just... the qualification of the sword in this day is only a matter of participation in the four-volume comparison, and it is only a matter of trouble for people who break into the top 100."
In the current practice of Luo Yang’s cultivation, the top 100 can be said to have no difficulty at all. The difficult thing is that at this moment, the four veins will start, even if they are rushing now, it will not help. Participate in this four-volume comparison.
"Do you have to wait for the next four veins to compare..."
This thought has just been flashed over again, and it was directly denied by Luo Yang. According to the rules of Tian Jianzong, the four veins will be held once every five years than this kind of event. If you miss this opportunity, you can only wait until five years before you have the opportunity to participate.
Royan obviously won't go this route, and he doesn't say whether he has the patience or not. Even if he is willing to wait, the thunderbolt above nine days may not be willing.
"So, it’s better to think of ways to participate in this sacred door... but how to participate in it, you need to think about it..."
Luo Yang’s brows were wrinkled, and he could not help but sigh. Although he is an ancestor, his identity is notorious. Otherwise, he can go directly to the teacher who has never met, and it is easy to solve such a problem with his status as an old man.
"Old mud, do you have any good ideas?" After a long delay, Luo Yang suddenly asked.
"In this small matter, you still have trouble with Laozi? Do you think that Laozi is your kid to be able to move?"
Within the state of mind, the candle dragon said lazily, the huge body constantly floated in the magma, as if looking for a more comfortable position to lie down.
Luo Yang heard that not only was not angry, but the eyes were bright. After spending so much time with the candle dragon, Luo Yang has already understood this old muddy heart. At this moment, seeing it so open, it is known that there will be a way!
"Old mud, don't forget, the trick is now a grasshopper on the rope. If you want to get out of the seal earlier, you must help me to step into Danyang as soon as possible. This is good for you." ""
Luo Yang put on an old-fashioned tone and said, sighing at the candle dragon, as if he was not asking for him, but helping him.
"Kid, I am old enough to be your ancestors, don't talk to Lao Tzu in this tone!" The candle dragon's face was black, and he said to Luo Yang.
"So, is your old man willing to help?" Luo Yang's mouth was raised, his face said with a smile.
"Hey, look at your kid's heart to help me wake up, I will tell you the way. Remember the mask you got before?"
The candlestick snorted in the mouth, although some reluctant, but still said.
"Mask? You mean..."
Luo Yang’s eyes flashed, and his hand was shot on the Qiankun bag. The blood-colored mask appeared in his hand.
Even if it was sealed by Luo Yang, the horror killing on the mask continued to ooze. After the first appearance, the inside of Dongfu was instantly murderous, and the rich killing intention continued to make a silent roar and shake the entire cave!
"You just wear it, when you just pretend to be a disciple, and then squeeze into the top 100, you can easily mix into the secret." The candle dragon said faintly, looking at Luoyang, actually It is a hint of disdain, as if you are proud of your talent.
When Luo Yang saw it, his face could not help but smile. He did not expect that he would be despised by the old mud from the IQ. However, this method, Luo Yang did not really think, the killing on the mask, even if he is now a three-layered cultivation of the spiritual horizon, but still feels scared, not willing to contact easily, which is why He did not think of the reason for the mask.
At this moment, I saw the candle dragon reminder. Although I was hesitant in my heart, I finally turned it into a decisive one. The right hand was lightly touched, and the seal on the mask was suddenly untied.
boom!
Like the tide of killing moments, Luoyang is drowned, a stock of despair, bloodthirsty, crazy suffocating from the mask, making the aura in Dongfu stagnant at this moment, the ray of countless ways Light up. If this cave house is covered by a guardianship, I am afraid that it has already collapsed under the murder of this heaven!
"Kid, don't resist, you have to learn to tame this killing and become the master of killing, not its slave! Only then can you be qualified to wear this mask!"
Just as Luo Yang struggled to resist the impact of killing, the candle dragon suddenly said, the sound, without the laughter of the previous, but full of a solemn.
"Tame it..."
After Luo Yang’s brows moved and took a deep breath, the spiritual power in the body was not in a frenzied moment, and the resistance was resisted. At this moment, Luo Yang gave up all the resistance, and his whole body was integrated into the endless killing, turning himself into a part of killing.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
A bloodthirsty killing machine turned into a roaring roar, and it continued to reverberate in Luo Yang’s mind. Among Luo Yang’s eyes, it was already red, but in that color, there was still a clear blue!
"Boy, although I am telling the truth, I may not be able to block the killing of this thing. It depends on your own creation. If you dissipate all of your consciousness, don't blame me for being anti-customer, not morally...

Within the state of mind, the candle dragon's eyes showed a complex look, and immediately after a cold flash of light, the huge head slowly sinked into the magma, as if falling into a deep sleep.
Time has passed again and again, and in a blink of an eye, Luo Yang has been immersed in the killing for three days. In these three days, countless horrible murderous wandering in his body, turned his whole person into a feeling of no sorrow, only knowing the killing machine, a long black hair, but also continued to flow with the killing At the time, it gradually became the color of Sen Bai, and it looked very scary.
In the eyes of the only Luo Yang, it is still keeping the Qingming, even as time goes by, not only does it not dissipate, but it is more and more bright!
"It turns out that this is the true meaning of the dragon magic boxing... a fist to destroy the heavens and the earth, to enter the road with the heart of killing, the more murderous, the stronger the boxing power. If the murder is not extinguished, then the fist can be smashed!"