Dragon Inside

In Luoyang's transformation into Changhong, when he quickly left from the Hundred Robbers, in the depths of the 100,000 mountains below, a **** old man silently watched the sky, and it was the ancestors of the robbery. His complex look and deep-eyed eyes seem to be able to see through the years and contain vicissitudes.

Beside the ancestors, a huge bloodstone floated quietly. Inside the bloodstone, it was a silver-haired old man, the same ancestor who had previously shot Luoyang.

Looking at the look of the face of the ancestors constantly changing, the silver-haired old man's eyes are also a slight flash, his face appeared a doubtful look.

"Geo ancestor, what is special about this kid? Why do you even treat him like this?"

After a moment of silence, the silver-haired old man still couldn’t hold back the doubts in his heart and asked inexplicably.

Although Luo Yang’s talents and cultivations were shown before, even his Taoist monk was surprised, but he was only surprised. In the entire realm of comprehension, there are many people who are far more talented than Luoyang. As long as they are not ancestors, they are all ants.

He really can't figure out why, even the ancestors who had the ancestors of the Taoist ancestors would treat Luoyang so politely, and even say, it is... fearing Luoyang!

After hearing the words of the silver-haired old man, the ancestor’s look was condensed, and his eyes slowly recovered. After a long time, he only sighed.

"The robbery is coming..."

The voice of the ancestors was exhausted, and there was a hint of worry and fear. When he fell into the ear of the silver-haired old man, his face suddenly changed.

For the cultivation of this ancestor, others are not clear, and he who is also a Taoist-level monk is naturally clear. Even if you look at the entire realm of comprehension, the people who can fight with it will never exceed the index. Coupled with the unpredictable means of the ancestors of the land, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a red dust fairy!

And even the horrors of fear and fear of such characters are so terrible, naturally it goes without saying!

"When...Is there really one day?" The silver-haired old man’s look was uneasy, and some did not want to believe and asked.

"On that day, it is almost here..."

The ancestor’s look was heavy, and when he nodded slowly, his eyes became more and more profound.

"The key to this robbery is him!"

......

At the same time that Luo Yang left the Hundred Robbers, the things that happened within the Hundred Robbers were also spread quickly in various ways. It was like a terrible storm that swept the entire territory and made many monks in the territory outside the Tao. It’s all shocking, just like listening to the Bible.

From the beginning of Luoyang's entry to the Hundred Robbery, to the appearance of the ancestral ancestors, all of this happened only in the middle of the half-day, but it can be counted as twists and turns, ups and downs.

Especially at the beginning, many monks would not have confidence in Luoyang at all. However, with Luoyang breaking the five-and-a-half-step ancestor-level monks, they defeated the Lingmu robbery who had the right path to repair, and hardened the town of the hundred robbers. After the patriarchal instrument, it almost fell below everyone's glasses.

What everyone did not think was that even in the face of this ancestors who were angry with the ancestors, Luo Yang could not be afraid of it. Even with all kinds of means, he hardened the blow of the Taoist-level monk. The news came out. Immediately, it is equal to a calm wave in the calm water!

"How can someone in this world be able to cultivate in a spiritual world and hardly take a blow from the ancestors of the ancestors? This matter is clearly nonsense!!"

"I don't believe it. If Luo Yang really has this skill, can it be that it can be traversed in the entire realm of comprehension?"

"You can't believe it, this thing is seen by your own eyes, there is no half-false!!"

The bursts of controversy continued, and the monks of the entire Taoist world were attracted by this topic in an instant. Even those half-step ancestors who did not come out of the world were also out of the Dongfu to inquire about the situation of the war.

But when they knew that the matter was right from the people watching the war, they immediately stunned a bigger wave.

After all, the Taoist-level monks are not idle, but this piece of heaven and earth, invincible existence, but now there are people who use the body of the ants, hard hit the ancestral monk's blow, naturally it makes everyone shocked.

For a time, the matter was like a long wing, spread throughout the realm of the Tao, even the monks on Tianwu Shenzhou, but also heard.

Han family, in the middle of the sky.

Han Shiqi, who was in Tsing Yi, was staring at the jade in his hand, and his face had an incredible look.

As a virgin of the Han family, within a short period of 100 years, the cultivation is also leaps and bounds, and it is already a faint touch to the threshold of Lingtian. I thought that with my own cultivation, in the younger generation, it should also be a leader. But when she knew the news of Luo Yang’s war with the Daozu-level monks, she felt a deep frustration in her heart.

"It seems that even the old man has looked away. I knew that he had such a talent, and he said something at the beginning... Hey."

Han Shiqi’s side, the look of the Han’s father, repented, and sighed.

At the beginning of Luoyang's pseudonym Ye Xuan, although Xuan Yuezong people came to congratulate the Han family, they even defeated Dan Lingzong with Dan. At that time, the Korean father had a heart to match Han Shiqi and Luo Yang, only because of Han Shiqi's pride, only to make this matter pressed by him.

After hearing the news at this moment, even if he is the owner of the Korean family, he can't help but regret it, as if he was a lot old.

And Han Shiqi, who is like a waterfall, is also a bite of the lips, and the look on the pretty face is dim.

Within the Zhou family of Han Jiatong, a lazy teenager leaned back in his chair. His eyes closed slightly and seemed to be taking a nap. But when he heard the news of the next person’s report, his eyes were suddenly awkward. Open, there is a flash of light in the eyes.

"The land in this remote area, there will be such a person, not simple..."

When the boy opened his mouth faintly, there was a fairy in the eyebrows. Even the great elders of the week were respectful waiters, and they dared not speak out.

Tian Jianzong, the inner door deacon.

A middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life was shocked by the news he had heard. After a long time, he only laughed. This middle-aged man was the white ten party that had been handed over to Luo Yang!

Under the care of Luoyang’s famous brother, Tian Jianzong’s head, Anxie, a few decades ago, Bai Shifang became the first deacon of the inner door, and the days passed more and more.

"I don't know if I have a chance to meet again in this life."

Touching two whitish hairs, Bai Shifang sighed, and when his voice fell, a young disciple had rushed in.

"White deacon, big... the elders have ordered you to go over."

The voice of the disciple fell, making the face of Bai Shifang reveal a doubtful color. Although he is a deacon of the inner door, in front of the elder elder Li Shan, he is still only a small person. He has never been recruited before.

"Is it because of Luo Yang's uncle?" After the incomprehensible color in the eyes flashed, Bai Shifang did not hesitate, and went to the mountain where the elders were.

Since then, the White Deacon has never appeared in the entire Tianjian Zong, even those disciples inside the door, as if forgetting that this person once existed in general...