With the collapse of the Scarlet Giants, the time between the heavens and the earth has returned to calm. Even this deserted land has been immersed in a moment of silence. Whether it is a Western monk or a monk, it is a face-to-face confrontation. I don't know what happened just now.

But when they looked up at the sky, the endless nine days, it seems that something has become different, so that their hearts have a sense of heart!

When everything is calm, a horrible storm sweeps the entire dusty star, and the place that is spread is not only the West China, but the entire real world!

In the northern Hanzhou, in a dusty city, a blind old man is giving people a divination. Suddenly, he noticed something. In the original glory of the eyes, he suddenly burst out two ergonomics, just like the sun!

It is quite strange that the mortals who are looking around are completely unaware of it. It seems that this old man is not in the same time and space as they are!

"I have done it... I have already done this step..."

The old-eyed look of the old man was complicated. When he muttered in the mouth, he looked up at the sky, just as he could see through the sky and reach the place where the green sky was.

After a full half, the old man slowly recovered his gaze, and the old face showed a gratifying smile.

If Luo Yang is here, he will certainly recognize that this blind-eyed old man is the same person who gave him the woodcarving!

At the sea of ​​the demon, the piece is suspended in the sea of ​​blood in the sky. When Luoyang’s Yuanlinghuaing condenses a vein pattern and becomes a true blood god, this **** sea is already full of anger and waves, like a **** sea. Roaring constantly.

"God..."

A low voice shouted from the blood, and the **** waves violently tumbling, constantly slamming the huge body on the sea.

And with the screaming more and more fierce, even the huge body that has been floating in the sea of ​​the demon, is also a tremor, there is a sign of waking up!

The horrible waves of horror became more and more terrible with the tremors of the fingers of the corpse, and the raging tsunami raged in all directions. In this **** sea that seemed to be reversed, there was a small boat floating slowly.

On this small boat, a man in a blood coat sat alone. The man’s face was handsome, but there was a black wound on his forehead, making his original handsome face a bit scary, and he In the eyes of the eyes, the blood that flashed from time to time, it adds a touch of ecstasy!

"If he didn't pull out the sword from me, I couldn't wake up in this world. This cause and effect should also be settled..."

Although the man’s voice was calm, his face was a strange smile, and the terrible face was even more terrifying.

On the other side of the Tianmohai, sitting in the Lijiazu area from the center of the Devil Valley, an amazing breath suddenly broke out. Although it was just a flash, but everyone in the Li family was shocked. Because they know that this horrible atmosphere comes from their Li family!

"It’s a matter of heaven, this matter... must be reported!"

In the deepest part of the Li family's ancestral land, on the jade platform called Lijiaxiantai, a young man looks like a wrinkle and seems to be thinking about something.

Behind this Sendai, respectful worshippers of many Li family veterans, each person's practice of volatility, far beyond the spiritual realm, all of them are Taoist-level monks!

These ancestors, in front of this young man, are like ants, and the atmosphere does not dare to breathe.

After a long time, when the light on Sendai gradually lighted up, the figure of the young man slowly disappeared, the Li family ancestors who had been worshipping on the ground, looked up one after another, and looked at each other from the eyes of the other party. I saw a shocking look.

On the Tianwu Shenzhou, when the roar of the sky and the earth suddenly came, the deep underground of the Tianjianzong, the sky-like **** of the sky, suddenly looked up, and when the eyes looked to the top, there was an unspeakable horror. color.

Unlike other monks, he clearly felt a familiar atmosphere from the horror of the horror!

"Growing to this point, it seems that the days of our mentoring are not far away, you must not let the teacher down."

After a long while, the shocking color in the eyes of Tianjian’s real people dissipated. Instead, it was a touch of intense sizzling, and when the eyes sneered, the eyes slowly fell back to the stone table in front of them.

In the center of the stone table, there is a long black scorpion. Inside this black long scorpion, there seem to be countless devils crying constantly, and you can see a sly face flickering...

In the forbidden desert, the body of the dragon ancestors trembled, and the old face was full of horror and incredulity.

When the horrible pressure came out, he didn't know what was going on, but when he saw Luo Yang suddenly stop and repaired to climb at a near-horrible speed, he was already vaguely aware. Something is coming.

The more his heart has speculation, the more his horror looks. He is really hard to believe, and the person who can cause such a horrible scene will be Luo Yang!

From the beginning to the end, Luo Yang did not pay attention to the dragon ancestors. His heart was now completely immersed, turning into a horrible force, breaking through the bottleneck in the body, in a short period of time, from In the late days of Lingtian, I stepped into the quasi-track and continued to climb!

"You...you...what is it?!"

The look of the dragon ancestors was terrified. Even if he was a Taoist-level monk, under the pressure of the previous one, there was still a deep fear. This is not to say that his cultivation is not as good as the other, but the source of this fear. In the depths of his blood and soul!

Without paying attention to the cry of the dragon ancestors, Luo Yang's breath was rapidly increasing. After a while, when his cultivation reached the peak, the breath gradually calmed down.

"It's still a step... It's a step away from the heavens!!"

Feeling the power of the body like a sea of ​​ocean, Luo Yang's look is uplifting, the eyes are flashing.

At this moment, he is not a true Taoist-level monk, but a horrible cultivation has gone far beyond the ordinary monk. Even he can be said that he is the first person under the well-deserved ancestor level!

What is even more crucial is that, in his current cultivation, he only needs to comprehend his own world and he can step into the quasi-track.

Only one step is the road!