Chapter 119: The head has a please (tenth!)

"Dragon magic boxing, on the word of the devil, to enter the magic road, do not seek to become a fairy, do not ask, just for the devil!"
When whispering, Luo Yang’s eyes are brighter and brighter. Although it seems to be quiet for three days in the killing, in this short three days, every moment has a horrific murder to erode his wisdom. It is Luo Yang's mentally firm, and there is a god-like spirit in the body to suppress, I am afraid that this moment has already become a machine that only knows to kill, and Shen Shen is in the killing of the gods.
"But... no matter whether it is a devil or a fairy, what you ask for is nothing more than your own body! Everything else is just under your own body! And my heart..."
The more brilliant the eyes of Luo Yang, although he still does not know what his own way is, but he can clearly feel that he is only a layer of tulle separated from his enlightenment. Once this layer of tulle is broken, your own cultivation will have an unimaginable breakthrough!
"The opportunity... there is still a lack of opportunity..."
Luo Yang's brow wrinkled, and even if it was slowly loosened, the mind had a clear understanding. After taking a deep breath, I simply stopped thinking about the things of the heart, but focused again on the fierce killing in my body.
"I have mastered the boxing method of Dragon Magic Boxing, but I lacked boxing. So no matter how I practiced before, I can use it to exert its true power. But now I have these killings, and the problem of hammering the boxing will be solved!

After a move in the heart, the spiritual power of Luo Yang's body is slowly running under the erosion of the killing spirit. Above the right arm, as the killing continues to swim, it turns into a black dragon!
The black dragon's body exudes a faint killing effect, and both eyes are cold colors. When it first appeared, it caused all the killing intentions in the cave house to rush to it, accompanied by the dragons, The black dragon was inundated with the rush of water in an instant.
At the same time as the black dragon appeared, the candle dragon in the heart of Luo Yang slowly opened his eyes and quietly looked at the black dragon on the right arm of Luo Yang. After a while, he only slightly sighed.
"Kid, don't let me down..."
......
Time gradually passed away in the unconscious cultivation of Luo Yang. In the twinkling of an eye, the four veins will have been carried out for one month, and only the last half of the time is left.
On this day, a Changhong quickly flew from Zongmen to Luoyang's Dongfu. Inside Changhong, it was a white party with excitement.
"The disciple is white, seeing Luo Yang, uncle!" After falling steadily on the ground, Bai Shifang said loudly to the Dongfu.
When the voice of Bai Shifang was introduced to Dongfu, in the Dongfu, Luoyang, who had been closed for a long time, opened his eyes!
The horrible killing of Ling Xiao’s murder suddenly erupted from Luo Yang’s body. The endless suffocation was like the general sentiment in the nine seas. It quickly drowned the cave, making the guardian singer sound like a hard-won The impact of killing, there are signs of dying!
Fortunately, this horrible killing is only for a moment. As Luo Yang’s eyes flashed, the strong murderousness disappeared and he returned to his body. His long white hair was also here. For a moment, it quickly turned into a black color.
When the long sleeves were smashed, the mask was taken into the Qiankun bag by Luo Yang. After doing all this, Luo Yang only had a right hand and opened the stone door of Dongfu.
Outside the Dongfu, Bai Shifang’s face showed a puzzled look. Looking at the closed stone door, he was hesitant in his heart. He wanted to open the room again. The closed stone door slowly opened in the roar.
Bai Shifang’s face was a joy, and he lifted his foot into the Dongfu, but the moment he entered the Dongfu, the murderous murder that still remained in the Dongfu was not broken out!
In an instant, Bai Shifang’s heart shrank, and the whole person was directly stiff in the same place. A breath of death passed from him, and the vitality of the body was like being destroyed. Under this horrible killing, In a blink of an eye, you have to split your mind.
"scatter!"
One channel of drinking sounded from Royan's mouth, and those horrible killings were constantly shaking, like fear, and the next moment quickly dissipated from the cave.
At the moment when the killing dissipated, Bai Shifang’s mouth suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. The whole person’s legs were soft, leaning against the stone wall in the Dongfu, and the pale face, after a long time, only restored a trace of blood.
"How are you doing?"
Seeing the appearance of Bai Shifang was so embarrassed, Luo Yang’s heart was somewhat unwilling to go, and he asked quickly.
"No...nothing, let the uncle laugh." Bai Shifang braced his body and smiled reluctantly at Luoyang, but his hands were still shaking.
When Luo Yang saw it, he couldn't help but shook his head slightly. With a long sleeve and a swing, the aura in the cave house all rushed toward the white ten, surrounded him.
"I have been practicing one technique before, so I am somewhat immune to it, but I have not ignored the breath that still remains in this cave, which makes you frightened."
Surrounded by ample aura, the breath of the white ten-party gradually recovered. After hearing the words of Luo Yang, the face could not help but reveal a shock.
"It’s just a horror of a technique, and if it’s the whole technique, isn’t it...

Think of it this way, Bai Shifang’s heart is more valued to Luo Yang. A year ago, when Luo Yang left, it was only a condensed atmosphere. But now, his cultivation is not even visible to himself!

At least it’s the second floor of Lingtai...even higher!

Bai Shifang’s heart suddenly jumped. In just one year, it was from the condensed atmosphere to the second floor of Lingtai. These talents, even if they were not ancestors, were enough to be proud of the inner door. !
"Where is the teacher's uncle, the practice method is a major event, not to mention the uncle's status, and the skill of the repair is naturally extraordinary. It is the disciple who has cultivated himself to be shallow. If it is the life of the head, It is inevitable that you will not come to disturb your cultivation."
After taking a deep breath and pressing down the shock in his heart, Bai Shifang said to Luo Yang, and he was more respectful in his words.
"The life of the head? Is the head to let you come?" Luo Yang's brow wrinkled, asked in confusion.
For his own famous brother, Luo Yang has never seen it once. At this moment, the other party suddenly sent Bai Shifang to come, and I couldn’t help but feel that Luo Yang’s heart was strange.
"Returning to the teacher's words, the four veins will be more than the end, and he will come to the uncle to go to the north to observe the ceremony." Bai Shifang said with a voice, but the heart could not help but sigh, let the head personally order to come, the whole day Within the sword, only Luoyang is alone!