Chapter 599: Tao Ling Mantra (second more!)

The violent roar of the whole world resounded through the heavens and the earth, as if the whole world was in this collision, there was a violent tremor, and three successive techniques slammed directly on the rune mountain peak, making the light on the mountain peak. It keeps flashing, and in a flash, it bursts!
The power of a horrible rune quickly burst, like a terrible aftermath that was hard to resist, and it swept through all directions in an instant.
The aftermath of the horror swept across the room. At the forefront of the tens of thousands of monks, nearly a thousand monks were immediately swept by Yu Bo, and even a scream was not enough to make it, it turned into a bright red blood fog. .
The screams of horror sounded from the mouths of many monks. For a time, these monks, who were good-natured, seemed to have become mortals without the slightest power. When they screamed, they hurriedly fled toward the distance.
On the ground below, a series of criss-crossing cracks are constantly emerging, and the aftermath sweeps across the mountain. When the mountains collapse, countless rocks smash down, like a scene of destruction.
Even the few people who were fighting, they stopped, and their eyes all looked toward the center of the aftermath, and the face appeared amazed.
"The repair of that kid is so tricky..." The brow of the old man of Jinpao wrinkled, and a look of uneasiness appeared in the old eyes.
Although his cultivation is better than the wind spirit, it is only a half-step ancestor. If even the wind spirits are unable to kill Luoyang, even if he does not detect it, wonderful.
Unlike the old man in the golden robe, Li Yibai’s eyes flashed, and although his face was surprised, his appearance appeared, but even the rotation showed an indifferent smile.
"No wonder the ancestors will let me shoot, and this thing is slowly becoming interesting..."
I don't know what I thought of. Li Yibai suddenly passed a hot, and the smile on his face became more intense.
When everyone was surprised, from the center of the aftermath, suddenly two figures flew out, it was Luo Yang and Feng Ling Zun.
At this moment, the spirits of the spirits still look the same, still the appearance of the fairy wind bones, but the old ground is gloomy, and staring at Luo Yang's gaze, it is also a murderous.
On the other hand, Luo Yang on the Dragon Platform, although it looks a little pale, like in the collision just now, suffered some dark injuries. It can only be a moment of effort, and the complexion will be rosy again. Not only does it not weaken, but it becomes more and more powerful.
"This kid is so difficult. This knows that there will be today, when the old man is outside the door, he should directly kill you!" Seeing Luo Yang’s war, the look of the spirits are more and more gloomy. Said in the mouth.
After hearing the words of the spirits, Luo Yang not only did not feel the slightest anger, but revealed a smile, but this smile revealed the cold color.
"Even if you were at the beginning, you can't kill me. And today, you are also destined to be unable to help me, but instead will be called the first half-step ancestor who died in my hands!" Luo Yang's voice calmed and slowly said.
"A good boy who doesn't know the heights of the sky!" The wind spirits of the sages heard the words, and they laughed and angered, and the old ground was filled with a sly look.
"Since you are so crazy, the old man will let you know what is fear!"
After the voice of the Wind Spirit Supreme fell, it was directly biting the tip of the tongue, squirting a blood, and when the hands were fast, a blue rune slowly condensed from him.
Unlike the previous runes, this cyan rune is like a vague ancient word. Although this ancient word is vague, it has a fascinating pressure. As soon as it emerges, it immediately This made the pressure between the heavens and the earth increase sharply, and even those auras were slightly stagnant.
"This...this is...the Taoist mantra?!"
Looking at the ancient cyan characters that condensed in front of the wind spirits, the face of the Yangzong Taoist Yanghai changed, and the face appeared a shocking look.
"The Taoist Mantra? Is this the spiritual truth of the Tao Lingzong?"
"It is rumored that the spiritual truth of the Taoist sect is the mysterious ancient ancestor of the Taoist sect of the same year, and the mysterious ancient characters that are comprehended from a broken scroll. Each one has an earth-shattering power!"
"Why is it so, it is rumored that this spiritual truth is extremely strict in the Tao Lingzong, even if the Tao can not learn, only the three great masters!"
"Hey, this is a good show. Since the spirit of the spirit has used the Taoist mantra, it means that he is no longer holding hands. The boy named Luo is afraid of being dead..."
After hearing the words of Yang Hai, the tens of thousands of monks who watched far away were all talking up. Many people looked at Luo Yang’s eyes and they all showed a sympathetic look.
Although their arguments are not high, Luo Yang’s sensibility is sharp, and naturally he hears all the words. At this moment, when his eyes are slightly congested, he looks at the eyes of a blue-colored ancient character, and it is also a vigilant look. .
"Pro!"
A low-sounding voice rang from the mouth of the wind spirits. His face showed a smirk of color. His hands quickly slammed and pushed forward toward the front. The old blue color immediately whizzed out and went straight to Luoyang. Come!
The ancient word of cyan is only the size of the palm, but it is constantly expanding when it is flying out. In the twinkling of an eye, it is turned into a horror ancient word of a thousand hundred feet in size, exuding the pressure of the monks, toward Luo The speed is approaching.
The ancient characters are not yet approaching, and a strong sense of oppression is bursting out. It seems that a fairy has come to this world, making the spiritual power of Luo Yang's body a slight tremor.
Without hesitation, Luo Yang’s right hand suddenly slammed the waist of the bag, and the two black iron swords screamed and flew out, emitting a fierce cold light, just like a heart.
"Sword broken star river!"
Two horrible swordsmen fell from Luoyang's hands, and when they whispered, they suddenly condensed together, forming a sword of a thousand feet high, as if they could tear everything in the heavens and the earth, and smashed toward the ancient character.
boom! !
A roar of the world and the roar of the world suddenly sounded, and the aftermath of the horrible collision swept the whole world. When the swords were swaying, the light on the ancient characters was dimmed. After a short while, it burst into flames.
"Bing!"
The look of the spirits of the spirits screamed, and when a blood was sprayed again in the mouth, it turned into a more embarrassing ancient word. When Luo Yang returned to God, he rushed out and screamed toward Luoyang. .
In the twinkling of the blue light, the sharp edge of the spirit is emitted from the ancient characters, and even the swords between the heavens and the earth are instantaneously disintegrated...