Dragon Inside

Lingshi is the unique thing that the heaven and earth aura can be condensed under special conditions. Although the aura inside is not as large as the aura of heaven and earth, it is also very pure, which can play a significant role in promoting the cultivation of monks. For this reason, Lingshi is also the currency of the realm of comprehension.

At this moment, the light in the hands of Luo Yang flashed, and the next stone was quickly smashed, and the pure aura in it rushed into the body of Luo Yang, and was quickly refining under the operation of swallowing magic. absorb.

"Sure enough... although the Lingtai in the body is rejected by the gods, the aura in the Lingshi can also be absorbed. As a result, the problem of aura is not tricky for me..." Feeling the growth of aura in the body, Luoyang The eyes flashed and my heart was relieved.

After all, although the swallowing magic can devour the aura of others, Luoyang can't be too blatant to devour others. Otherwise, if it is exposed, it will only be considered by others to be the sorcerer of the sorcerer. It is difficult to protect Luoyang.

In this way, the absorption of the aura in Lingshi has become Luoyang's main source of aura, not to mention the nearly 3,000 pieces of Zhongpin Lingshi in his Qiankun bag!

"The spiritual stone contained in the Chinese stone is a hundred times stronger than the lower stone. It has their hands in hand. In a short time, the problem of aura can be ignored for a while... just the immediate task at the moment, or to find ways to continue to enhance, Only after the improvement is made will there be a chance to survive in the thunderstorm, and everything else can be put down first."

With his eyes blinking, Luo Yang’s heart quickly thought about his next path. For the candle that the candle dragon said, although he was jealous in his heart, he did not feel panic. After all, he is just just entering the spiritual horizon. When it was on the roof, when it was in Danyang, it was still in the foreseeable future.

"Since I have already stepped into Lingtai, the other techniques of the Futian family are also very popular. I don't have to worry about the technique, but the magic weapon is somewhat difficult to support..."

After the eyes swept through the Qiankun bag, Luo Yang’s brow was slightly wrinkled. Although there are many magic weapons in the Qiankun bag, most of them are used by the monks of the condensate. For the monks of the Lingtai, it is very difficult to cause any harm, and the only sword used by the monks of the Lingtai is also Luo Yang used from the explosion, at this moment in the Qiankun bag, in addition to the red flag, there is no other powerful magic weapon.

"This flag seems a bit weird. Even if I use the current repairs as a reminder, I can still feel a sense of weakness. If it is not a matter of life and death, it can't be easily used."

After a moment of indulging, Luo Yang’s mouth sighed and his eyes would be recovered from the Qiankun bag, but he suddenly stopped and slowly fell into the depths of the Qiankun bag. There, there was a black iron sword quietly placed.

"This iron sword can kill a monk in the refining period. Its power must be earth-shattering, and even will be able to be above that flag!"

When Luo Yang’s heart moved, the light in his hand flashed, and the iron sword flew directly out of the Qiankun bag and fell into his palm.

The black iron sword is just a foot above it. It has a lot of black and red rust on it. It covers the rune carvings on the sword and looks like a worn-out rotten sword. It is very ordinary.

But at the moment when the iron sword appeared, the candle dragon in the heart of Luoyang’s heart suddenly changed his face. The huge dragon body flew out from the fiery lava and ignited the radiance on the seal, exuding horror. Coercion.

"Kid, this sword, where did you come from! How could it be in your hands?!"

Without paying attention to the pressure on the seal, the candle dragon's eyes stared at the black iron sword in Luo Yang's hand, his face showing a shocked look.

"Is this sword not you and I said that you must get it? Just in the cave just now." Luo Yang's face showed a confused look, and he didn't want to ask.

"I... what did I tell you?"

The face of the candle dragon changed again. The eyes stared closely at the iron sword in Luo Yang’s hand. After a long silence, he said, “While I don’t know what you mean, I’m just from When I wake up, I wake up and you are continually fleeing from inside the cave."

Although the sound of the candle dragon was very light, when it was passed to Luo Yang’s ear, it was like a thunder bomb, which made Luo Yang’s mind roar.

"The voice is not old mud, is it the corpse..."

A thought emerged in Luo Yang's heart, causing his eyes to shrink, his face showing a shocked look. The corpse had no semi-separator before the sword was pulled out, but if it weren't for him, there was no other person in the cave, and a layer of suspicion clouded over Luo Yang's heart, which made his heart somewhat uneasy.

"Old mud, do you know this sword?"

After taking a deep breath, Luo Yang no longer thought about the sound of the voice. In any case, he had escaped from the cave. Even if the voice was sent by the corpse, there was no relationship. At this moment, the eyes moved. After that, I asked directly.

"Knowing... this is a sword of a fairy!" The candle dragon pressed the shock in his heart and said to Luo Yang.

"Zhu Xian..."

Luo Yang's face showed a look of disappointment. He whispered in his mouth. After sweeping his eyes from the black iron sword, he felt that it could annihilate the spiritual power. He did not notice anything special about it.

"This one in your hand, and the sword in my memory, although very similar, but somewhat different..."

After a long time, the candle dragon sighed and looked at the black iron sword, without the initial horror, but revealed a touch of complexity.

"Not good, if it is true, I am afraid it is difficult for me to push."

After looking at the iron sword in his eyes, Luo Yang said slowly. Although he was somewhat lost in his heart, he did not care too much. Instead, he directly put away the black iron sword, and the light in his hand flashed more. A blood red mask and a cyan remedy.

"Old mud, can you see what these two things are?" Luo Yang's eyes looked at his hands. These two pieces were taken from the blood lotus in the strange cave. It must not be an ordinary thing. .

"I don't know the green medicinal drug, but I can still perceive it. It's just a rubbish." After the candle was just glanced, he said faintly.

Luo Yang’s face was black, and his heart had then repented of this old muddy eyes. Just thinking about the opening, the candle dragon made a scorn.

"Hey? This mask seems to have some meaning. It is like a temperamental magic weapon. After you put it on, you can change your face and collect your air. Even if you are a monk who is a few higher than you, you can see your truth. Face, but it contains a sharp killing, if it is a hard-minded person, it will definitely sink into it, it is really interesting......."