Chapter 370: Rune Altar

On the stone pillar, half of the remnant dragon burst out with a mighty sword, and launched a crazy town killing Yun Dingtian.
"No, I'm destined by me, Cui Wei Jianyi blocked me." Roaring, he had to say that Yun Dingtian was so powerful, he was still arrogant and awesome when his consciousness was hit hard.
No matter how awesome, no matter how arrogant, Luo Yang also wants to kill him.
"There are complaints, revenge, and monks who have been lost by Yun Dingtian. If you are unwilling, even if there is a trace of the universe void, please seize the opportunity to come and ask for your life."
The runes are full of light and color, and they come from all directions to introduce the broken mind consciousness, and lock Yun Dingtian to revenge. Another horrible curse comes into play, causing Yun Dingtian's consciousness to produce various negative fluctuations.
All in all, the three words, "lag behind."
At this juncture, Luo Yang and the half of the remnant dragon are associates, and they together kill Yun Dingtian's power, so that he can't break free from the Panlong post. Even if the verdant swordsmanship is even stronger, today must be free of future troubles.
"Colin's imp, you ..." Before Yun Dingtian finished talking, he saw that half of the remnant dragon on the stone pillar was strangling hard, and even the huge head was twisted down, and it turned into a thick smoke. .
"No, he has to escape."
Luo Yang hurriedly stepped on the ground. Thousands of glittering runes flew up and made a "ding jingle" sound in the air, so that the smoke and dust gathered quickly and turned back into a head.
Yun Dingtian never dreamed that this little devil had a way to restrain the disintegration.
It was at this moment, just as Yun Dingtian's head was about to recover, but when it did not recover, the remaining dragon sent out a dragon chant and attacked his "brain."
This is not a real brain, just an image formed by consciousness. However, it is almost less than tapping into the real brain, so painful that Yun Dingtian roared hysterically, and his mind trembled.
"Boom, boom, boom ..."
The roaring violent explosion has reached this level. Yun Dingtian still has the power to fight with the sword of Yulongjian, especially the green sword is full of toughness, and there is even a sign that the residual dragon will be killed.
Luo Yang quickly condensed his will, so that the runes were connected end to end at Yun Dingtian's feet, converging into circles and auras, resulting in timidity, weakness, decadence, etc., and continued to drag behind.
Not long ago, Yun Dingtian exclaimed suddenly: "No, save me a life, I have a cave in the ideal sea, you can ..."
"Great, at this time still playful." Luo Yang Fei ran away, drilled into the secret road at the fastest speed, and heard the roar behind him.
"You and your ethnic group must not die." Yunding weather is badly deteriorating. He knows that he cannot live away from this place today, so he finally wants to kill Luoyang by self-detonation. However, this kid always refuses to get close, so if he wants to attract the attention of the other party, even if he leans over ten meters, he will be absolutely sure of success.
Yun Dingtian never thought that he was seen through by the other party as soon as he thought about it.
Luo Yang always maintains a safe distance, that is, he is afraid that this old kid will cheat. That is when he was very careful. He heard Yun Dingtian asking for mercy to mention Dongfu, and turned and left.
Why go? Because Luo Yang is sober, he knows that he is not qualified to confront this existence. Only this time he has the opportunity to lose such a great enemy, and he will not succeed at any time.
To know that Yun Dingtian is famous, Chen Jingsha said that he has reached the nineth level of swordsmanship. A gentle step is a middle class, not an easy generation.
Human beings are only small races. Even if the emperor-level middle people, as long as the age of becoming emperor is not long, then they are far inferior to the ninth-level sword statues of these large clans.
Therefore, Yun Dingtian's combat power can be converted into the second- and third-level sword emperors of mankind. Even in the sea of ​​artistic conception, he is also an elite at the same level.
How can Luo Yang not dare to worry about this kind of person? Therefore, I feel that the signs are not right. I hurried back to the secret road to escape. If I felt even worse, I followed the secret road to exit the island.
"Boom, boom ..."
Another wave of the mountain shook, and soon a loud noise halted the flag.
Luo Yang breathed a sigh of relief. The runes he left outside were not completely destroyed, but returned faithfully and reliably.
This time Yun Dingtian fell badly, and Cui Wei Jianyi finally lost half of the remnant dragon. He could live a while watching him. Unexpectedly, the two Panlong pillars were suddenly broken, and the sword of the third Royal Dragon Sword was released.
Although this sword is just a dragon shadow, which has not yet been conceived and formed, it is ridiculously powerful. Apparently it was the killer experience left by the masters of the Yangchen tribe on the island, which eventually caused Yun Dingtian to shatter and disintegrate with a roaring roar ...
Luo Yang got out of the secret road and hurriedly repainted the runes on the ground.
He spent a lot of time to finally draw a "fuji". This is the most profound use of the magical method taught by Wu Qianqiu, using the symbolic base instead of the altar.
Right now, ready-made sacrifices permeate here.
The sword meaning of Yulong Sword, Yun Dingtian's consciousness fragments, that little green sword meaning, and the sword spirit banned by the Holy One are all the rarest materials in the world. Of course, the most important thing is that Luo Yang has a lot of divine light, which can support the altar, otherwise everything is in vain.
"Get up"
With a break, the runes swelled up and quickly built a flat-topped pyramid. Luo Yang walked up the stairs, chanting words in his mouth, as if praying, as if praying.
Soon, he came to the top of the altar and sat down. His hands were in the air to write. Thousands of runes were instantly written into the book. They quickly spread out to the surroundings and formed a huge network in the center of the island.
This network looks a bit like a cobweb. Luo Yang is excited. He spends a lot of divine light not to make losses and purchases, but to exchange for huge profits and make an unprecedented attempt.
The sound of "chirp" sounded softly, and the fine points of light converged, and I heard a sound: "Oriel, my Lingwei slave, if the deity cannot go back, you must destroy the Colin."
Luo Yang shook his head and secretly said: "It's dangerous, I don't know when Yun Dingtian contacted the outside world, and even asked the Lingwei clan slaves to destroy the Colin people ~ EbookFREE.me ~ I deliberately exposed my identity, my heart was dripping badly. "
These fine fragments are Yun Dingtian's fragments of consciousness, and they gather more and more. After reaching a certain level, it is sent to the twelve axe and rune storage.
Suddenly, golden figures stood on the altar.
They seem to be indefinite, trying to condense and form, but they are infected by thousands of runes the size of their fingernails, and they cannot really gather together.
"A good and pure sword soul is also a specialty of Xiuqi Island. It just happened that I was super capable, and absorbed some sword souls as escorts. It was also timely." Luo Yang began to carefully arrange it and introduced thousands of millions of runes. Sword soul.
Most sword spirits are not subject to amnesty orders and repel Fu Zhuo's deep carving, Luo Yang does not demand this.
The highlight is behind, whether it is the spirit of sword or the spirit of sword, it is a sacrifice. The voice on the altar sounds: "Emperor Qianqiu, the soul returns"
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