Chapter 209: Lingtai is perfect!

Xiao Yichen’s figure has just moved, and it is also attracting the attention of Zhao Muxue and Zhou Chengyun. Under the gaze of the two, Xiao Yichen's face was indifferent, and the foot stepped forward, and the figure gradually disappeared into the white sea.
"This chain looks very interesting and should be more fun than the previous arrays..."
Zhou Chengyun's eyes flashed, and after Zhao Muxue smiled and nodded, he also jumped into the black chain.
On the top of the stone platform, there was only Luo Yang and Zhao Muxue left.
At this moment, Luo Yang, the mind is completely immersed in the twelfth layer of the platform, and did not care about the situation around. When the essence of a stock converges toward him, the golden platform in his body emits dazzling light, as in a twelve-story golden pagoda, which radiates a faint pressure in his dantian.
"Give me a condensate!"
Luo Yang’s heart sighed low, and a large amount of aura whistling toward the gods’ spirits. Under the aura of aura, the twelfth layer of the already-concealed contours became clearer, just as it would be solidified. general.
boom!
A fierce roar screamed from the body of Luoyang, and when the sound echoed, the twelfth layer of Lingtai was completely condensed out. A horrible air machine was distributed from the pedestal, and the whole body was spread all the time, making it aside. The Lingtai in Zhao Muxue seems to have been affected, and the pretty face has changed slightly.
"This... this breath is..."
Zhao Muxue's eyes swept over Luo Yang, and the look on his face gradually became dignified. It immediately seemed to think of something. The jade hand quickly waved gently, and a colorful umbrella appeared in her hand.
Under the urging of Zhao Muxue, the colorful umbrella slowly unfolded and floated above the Luoyang. The light flashed, and a mysterious breath was radiated from the umbrella, which would sway the spirit of the gods in the body. Do not cover all the traces.
Almost at the same time that Luo Yang’s breath disappeared, the sky above the inherited space, the long dark clouds continued to roll, and the sound of thunder echoed over nine days, as if it was constantly searching for something, but it was difficult to find anything. I have to gradually dissipate.
After the dark clouds dissipated, many of the famous monks in the sky were relieved, and the look on their faces recovered somewhat.
Under the horrible Tianwei, the average monk was hard to detect, but for those monks who had already completed the Yuantian, they could clearly feel the horror of Tianwei.
In front of that Tianwei, even if they are repaired to the sky, there is no room for rebellion. If it is half-divided, it will only end in the dead!
"This fact is strange, how can there be a sudden emergence of heaven, is it related to the inheritance..." Li Shan's brow wrinkled, his face showing a dignified look.
At the time of Tianwei's advent, the light curtains on the six altars disappeared instantly, until Tianwei dissipated, and then gradually re-aggregated, so even those who are the strongest of these heavenly worlds did not find this Tianwei. Advent is related to Luoyang.
"When Tianwei is in the world, I am afraid that it will be a blessing. Is this a fairy implication? Is there a major change?"
The ten ancestors of the Xiao family were also sinking their hearts, and their eyes swept over the light curtain that had just emerged. The look on his face was uncertain.
For a time, these few Yuan Tianqiang strongmen outside the inheritance are all looking dignified, and when they look at the light curtain again, they are already with uneasy colors.
"It’s a good risk, but it’s in this heritage. Otherwise, even if there is such a cloud umbrella, it’s hard to beat it...

As if he had noticed that the outside world had dissipated, Zhao Muxue’s heart was relieved and his eyes looked at Luo Yang, revealing a complex look.
"What he said is true, but why is it for you..."
After a long silence, Zhao Muxue sighed in the mouth, and the jade hand made a slight move. The colorful umbrella returned to her hand.
At this moment, Luo Yang, the body's breath has gradually gradually condensed, although still refining the surrounding aura, but the twelfth layer of Lingtai has been condensed successfully, and the breath will naturally not leak.
After shaking his head, Zhao Muxue's lotus steps moved lightly and fluttered upwards over the chain. After looking back at Luoyang, he walked down the foot and walked along the chain toward the front.
A moment later, when the aura on the stone platform all gathered into the body of Luoyang, a strong breath suddenly broke out from him, sweeping the entire stone platform.
Luo Yang’s eyes wide open, and a glimmer of light flows between the openings, giving off a sultry light. His long hair is windless and automatic, and when the breath reverberates, the face becomes more and more white, and the whole person seems to be young and many.
In his dantian, the golden Lingtai exudes a golden light. In the light, the twelfth layer of the Lingtai has already been perfectly integrated with the other eleven layers of Lingtai, becoming a whole, full of twelve layers of the gods. !
A strong feeling rises from Luo Yang's heart. His eyes are like electricity. His body is like a rainbow. He is trained to work under full force, enough to crush the monks in the middle of Danyang, even in the late Danyang!
The sea of ​​knowledge in his brain is constantly expanding. When he repaired to reach the 12th floor of Lingtai, the scope covered by the gods has even reached the range of 900 feet. This is the limit that Danyang can only reach. !
"The spiritual horizon is complete... More than the nine floors of Lingtai, this is the true spirituality of the world..."
After feeling the horror cultivation in the body, Luo Yang’s heart whispered and the fists were constantly clenched.
With a slight flash of his eyes, Luo Yang suppressed the excitement in his heart, got up and looked up, and looked at the black chain.
On the black chain, a blue shadow is constantly moving towards the depths of the clouds, and it is already a distance of nearly a hundred feet away from the stone platform.
The white clouds are surrounded by Zhao Muxue. The more her figure is moving forward, the more the surrounding sea of ​​clouds is, the more Luoyang is. Before it is changed, it is impossible to see Zhao Muxue so clearly, but with his God grows up, even if these are the clouds, it is difficult to cover his eyes.
After a moment of gaze on Zhao Muxue’s figure, Luo Yang’s mouth rose and revealed a smile.
Even when he was condensing the body of Lingtai, he did not relax around. Zhao Muxue helped him to cover his breath. Naturally, he was clearly seen in his eyes, and his heart could not help but be slightly warm.
But when Luo Yang looked at Zhao Muxue's ecstasy, the black iron chain, Zhao Muxue's pretty face was changed, his face showed a painful look, and his body swayed directly to the abyss below. When the eyes are closed, a drop of crystal tears falls between the clouds...