Chapter 67: Broadway (second more!)

That is, at the moment when the world was shattered, Luo Yang in the cave house opened his eyes, and a arrogant madness suddenly erupted, making his black hair windless and constantly flying.
After a while, the tyrant's breath quickly dissipated, and Luo Yang's eyes also returned to a clear color, only the corners of his mouth continued to rise, his face showed an excited look.
"A good dragon and a fist, to enter the magic, to open the sky with a fist, it is really overbearing!"
After a sigh of praise, Luo Yang’s fists were constantly clenched, and after looking at the fragments of the black stones on the ground, the smile on his face was thicker.
The black stone is clearly the outer shell formed by the dragon's blood accumulation in time. If it is the blood of the dragon family in the body, even if it is cultivated in the depths, it is difficult to see the secret inside.
"Although I don't know what the Dragon Blood is, I have left it, but the dragon magic boxing contained in it is just for me."
The dragon's blood was absorbed by the candle dragon, and Luo Yang naturally had no way to look at it. But the dragon magic boxing contained in the dragon's blood made him harvest huge. The constant baptism of his body through the blood of the candle dragon has long since surpassed the ordinary people, and the strength of the flesh is more unusual, but there has been no suitable technique before.
Now that there is the Dragon Magic Boxing, Luo Yang is confident that once again he will encounter Yan Yixian, and he will never win the battle like this.
"Although I have the blood of the dragons, this dragon magic fist is too overbearing, or you need constant enlightenment before you can master it completely."
After feeling the power of this dragon magic boxing, Luo Yang’s heart was a little excited. At this moment, without hesitation, he began to follow the fist in his mind and began to slowly enlighten the dragon magic boxing.
Time flies quickly, and one month's time passes by in the case of Royan's retreat. During his retreat, the news that he became a disciple of Tian Jianzong was thoroughly spread throughout the Tianjian sect. Both the outside disciple and the inner disciple were full of Luoyang. curious.
Many inner-door disciples are more eager to try and become internal disciples. They are naturally talented super-persons. At this moment, Luo Yang is so stressed that he naturally wants to teach with Luo Yang. Ever since, although Luo Yang has been working in closed doors for a month, everything about him has continued to spread in Tianjianzong, and even intensified.
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Baiyinguo is a great comprehension country located in the northern part of Tianwu Shenzhou. It is not only a ancestral gate, but also a monk with a strong number of monks. It is also a one-size-fits-all machine. It is one of the best in the whole Tianwu Shenzhou.
Tianji Zong and Tian Jianzong are the same as the one-class sect, and Tian Jianzong is famous for his swordsmanship. The disciples of the celestial sects are all mastered by the mysterious technique, which can detect the evils and sorrows, help the people to fight the evil, and die. Chengxiang.
For this reason, Tianyun City, which is mastered by Tianji Zong, has become one of the most lively ancient cities in Tianwu Shenzhou. Every day, monks from all over the world come to Tianyun City to look for disciples and divination. It can be said that it is lively and extraordinary.
In a luxurious attic in Tianyun City, a handsome young man in white is quietly looking at the old man sitting across from him, his eyes, showing irritability and intolerance. If Luo Yang is here, he will be able to recognize it at a glance. This person is Fang Longfei!
"Bai Lao, what is going on under what, in the end, please also make it clear that you must delay the time." Seeing the old man for a long time does not open, Fang Longfei more and more impatient, frowning urged.
"Oh, this Taoist friend should understand the rules of our God Machine Palace. No matter what problem you want to ask, you must have enough weight to pay. Otherwise, even if the ancestors of all ethnic groups come, it will not help."
The old man, known as the old man, smiled and smiled. On the old face, he showed a light and cloud-like appearance, and did not put Fang Longfei’s intolerance in his heart.
Fang Longfei heard the words, did not speak, long sleeves and a wave, a Qiang Kun bag fell in front of the hundred old.
"If you want to get the answer you are asking, I am afraid it is not enough..." The murky eyes of Broadway swept over the Qiankun bag and shook his head slightly.
Fang Longfei’s face is a bit ugly. This is behind the machine palace, which is known as the heavenly machine. There is nothing in the world that can escape his calculations.
Correspondingly, the cost is also very expensive. Ordinary monks, even if they are ruined, it is difficult to ask him once. Just in the bag of the Qiankun bag just now, there are already 50,000 pieces of Lingshi.
"Damn, wait until I know who will inherit the first step, and will inevitably take back the inheritance, but also destroy him!"
Although the heart hurts, but when I think of the inheritance of the Futian family, Fang Longfei has to endure the reluctance of the heart, and in the hands of a bomb room, it is a Qiankun bag flying out.
"A total of 100,000 pieces of the lower spirits, although I can not ask the predecessors of the heavenly machine to shoot, but for what I want to know, it should be enough."
After the Lingshi was thrown out, Fang Longfei said with a deep voice, his eyes fixed on the old man in front of him.
"God Machine Palace has always been based on credibility. Since the Taoist friends have already paid for it, it will naturally not let you run away. The old man personally shot and found an answer for you."
The old man yelled at the beard and smiled. The long sleeves were in the middle, and the two Qiankun bags in front of them disappeared. Only a black hexagonal compass appeared out of thin air. With the fingers of the old man falling, the compass suddenly disappeared. The pointer rotates at a rapid speed, and there is a faint sound of wind and thunder.
Seeing Bai Lao’s personal shot, Fang Longfei’s face showed a hint of surprise, and immediately there was an excitement in his eyes. The old man in front of him is not only the general manager of the God Machine Palace, but also the one who is repaired in the Danyang environment. It is speculated that the ability of the heavenly machine is one of the best in the whole God machine.
"Thank you for the older generation of the old!" Fang Longfei said with a smile, with a hundred old shots, what he asked for is inevitable.
I saw that the old man did not answer, his fingers kept on the compass, and the words were silent in the mouth. After a while, the light in the room was full, and the long sleeves of the old man swayed. Cohesive around, turned into a virtual shadow. In this illusion, there is gradually a hidden rift, which is the inheritance of the Futian people!
At the moment when the virtual shadow appeared, Fang Longfei’s eyes were a condensation, staring at the rift in the shadow, and refused to let go of the details.
"turn!"
The old man suddenly screamed, and the scene inside the illusion was more clearly visible. Under the faint spiritual power, a black figure suddenly appeared next to the rift, and quickly entered the mountain gap, and several breaths disappeared into the picture.