Chapter 297: Years of ban (third!)

The power of the powerful vitality is radiated from Luoyang's body. The previous injuries have all recovered in this moment. Even the momentum in the body has reached its peak. The repair of the thirteenth floor of a spiritual platform has completely broken out. Reserved.
"The power of such a strong vitality is bound to be invincible! It seems that the inheritance of the immortal in Qingyun has indeed been obtained by you!"
After a brief shock, the wooden scorpion quickly calmed down, and his eyes swept coldly from Luo Yang, slowly speaking.
The immortality appeared in the inheritance of the Qingyun Shangxian, and this matter is already a well-known thing in the entire Tianwu Shenzhou. At this moment, after seeing the vitality of the body in Luoyang, the wooden raft can not guess because it is not invincible.
"The immortality is said to be the three most supreme volumes. If I can cultivate, I might take the opportunity to step into the spiritual realm and even achieve the position of immortal..."
After one thought, the face of Muzizi was a hot color, without hesitation. When he raised his hand, it was a quick sigh. The white light quickly condensed in his body. When the light flashed, it became a sharp road. The sword.
"go with!"
With the pointing of the wooden rafters, the sharp blades of the sky are instantly bursting out, emitting horror and pressure, and tilting down.
The roar of this road continued to sound, feeling the volatility of the sky beyond the Danyang environment, Luo Yang's face did not have any panic, but the eyes showed a strong sense of war.
"Wars, then... come on!"
After the light in the eyes flashed, Luo Yang's long sleeves glimpsed, and a reddish flame instantly appeared out of thin air. As soon as it appeared, the temperature between the whole world suddenly increased a lot.
"Dan fire?"
After seeing Luo Yang’s move, the eyes of the wooden scorpion showed the color of sneer, and the spirits surged out, making the swords of the sky more violently tilted, and the whole world was violently roaring.
"Coag!"
A low drink suddenly rang from Luo Yang’s mouth, and between the hands, the light red flame instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire. When it rolled and boiled, it was like a world of flames, covering the whole world, and constantly rushing toward the sky. Go, and suddenly collide with the Jianguang.
boom! !
The earth-shattering roar sounded again, and the swords of the heavens and the flames touched the flames, and they set off the horrible waves. At the hot temperature, just for a moment, under the unbelievable eyes of the wooden raft, they became a Taoist aura. Incorporating into the sea of ​​fire, making the positive sea of ​​fire more violent.
"Impossible! Even the glory of the Danshi of the glory, it is impossible to melt the old man's light edge..."
There was a fluster in the look of Muzizi. Even though his heart had already used Luoyang as a peer to fight, but now he saw that his own blade was difficult to block the fire, and his heart was still picked up.滔天骇浪.
However, for his shock, Luo Yang did not pay attention to it. After the light flashed in his eyes, he raised his hand again, and the flame between the heavens and the earth whizzed out and went straight to the wooden raft.
In the light red flame, two opposite atmospheres are emitted, one is extremely hot, the other is extremely cold, and the violent flame produced by this combination of ice and fire, even the monks of Yuantianjing, have to feel Heart palpitations.
"In any case, you must die today!"
After the eyes flashed a strong killing, the wooden scorpion suddenly raised his hand, patted on his chest, and spewed a blood in his mouth. A piece of broken wood was taken out by him at the same time, his hands quickly smashed, blood and The combination of dead wood and a burst of vicissitudes of life.
"The years are banned!"
The eyes of the wooden scorpion were red, and after the mouth screamed, the breath of the whole person was instantly weakened, but his face was a cruel smile, and his eyes looked at Luo Yang.
"This ban on the law is a mystery that I have spent 20 years on, and I have mastered it. It is a monk who is a spiritual monk. Even a monk in Yuantianjing is still dying in front of it. undoubtedly!"
His voice just fell, and the vicissitudes of the broken wood were more intense, turning into a horrible ripple, which swept through Luoyang.
"This is the power of the years..."
Feeling the vicissitudes of the dead wood, Luo Yang's eyes narrowed and his face showed a dignified look.
Under the power of this time, just a moment, Luo Yang’s Shouyuan was directly reduced by ten years, and inside a long black hair, there was a white silk. Even the flames that rush between the heavens and the earth are instantaneously broken, constantly trembled, and difficult to maintain.
"Royan, your death is here!"
The color of bloodthirsty appeared on the face of Muzizi. After a sneer at Luoyang, he did not hesitate to directly succumb to Shouyuan and Xiuwei, and once again spurted a blood to force the dead wood to be more intense.
The power of vicissitudes sweeps across the heavens and the earth. In this imprisonment of the years, even the strong bloodlessness of Luo Yang’s body is dimmed, and there are signs of fading.
"All give me a burst!"
A cold color flashed through Royan's eyes. He didn't hesitate in his hands. When he raised his hand, he took out a bunch of magic weapons bought by Ling Ling. After a low-pitched voice, he blew himself in front of him. .
A roar of the heavens and the earth suddenly broke out, and many pieces of magic weapons blew themselves. The whole world was a shock. The forests below collapsed, and even the surrounding auras dissipated, as if they were evaporated!
"Luo Yang!!!"
The fierce snoring sounded from the aftermath. Under the power of the magic weapon, even the repair of the wooden raft was already Yuantianjing, and it was still unbearable. The whole body was damaged most of the time, and the chest was even more violent. Spirituality penetrates directly.
Hey!
A fierce break in the air followed, and as the mule snarled, a black iron sword broke through again, giving off a chilly chill and squatting directly at him.
At this moment, Luo Yang, although the appearance is even more miserable, the body is full of scars, but under the support of the blood, his body is still recovering quickly, after the iron sword is pulled out, it is even more swaying and heading straight. The wooden raft comes.
"If I die today, I will pull you to bury me!!"
Looking at the rapid iron sword and Luo Yang, the face of Muzizi showed a crazy look, and the body did not retreat in the slightest, but instead rushed straight toward Luoyang.
The black iron sword is extremely sharp, running directly from the body of the wooden raft, bringing out bright red blood. But the wooden scorpion did not seem to be aware of it, but it was still against Luo Yang.
The feeling of a life-and-death crisis suddenly shrouded Luo Yang. After his heart tightened, his figure suddenly stopped, and the blue light flashed, and he was ready to teleport directly.
But when Luo Yang’s figure was just moving, the face of Muzi’s face showed a horrible smile. When the body’s spiritual power condensed, a terrible breath broke out from his body!