Super God of War

Luo Yang sits in the void, the golden light of his left arm lingers, the blood of his right arm soars, and the will of the God of War is pounding the blood of the God, mutating the Xuantian war pattern.

"The blood of the gods is like walking out of an ancient beast in the wild years, and even the will of the God of War is overwhelmed by it." As soon as the thoughts moved, the golden light wrapped around the left arm shattered and turned into a ray of light falling everywhere.

Strangely speaking, the light failed to shoot far away, because the void lit up large lines, like fuse, which caused the slender golden light to sputter quickly and interweave into layers of texture.

In a little while, the golden lights spread all over, and the golden textures beyond the imagination were superimposed on each other, as if a box of square boxes, containing Luo Yang.

The blood is bright and the impact is fine and dense golden texture.

Luo Yang had no sorrow and joy, and there was no wave in his heart. From the standpoint of the bystander, he watched the will of God of War and the blood of the God launched a charge, as if the two beasts were tearing, and gradually entered a white-hot level.

There is a saying that snipe clams are competing for the fisherman's profit. Luo Yang is not just a fisherman. In his eyes, the two gods are fighting, taking the opportunity to become the war between the two sides and the soldiers, bathing the gods into the battlefield, experiencing all kinds of cruel and explosive artistic conception .

"In a twinkling of a thousand years, ten years will last forever"

"The God of War and the Evil God are fighting each other, and just peeping into the corner of the iceberg is shocking."

"Okay, today I am standing on the shoulders of giants. I have greatly improved both the horizon and the state of mind. Participating in the war of gods is of great benefit. The Xuantian battle pattern reaches the limit and the professional level begins to increase."

At this moment, the frost-covered city was rumbling, and countless powerful Matriarchs looked at the temple, and said: "This kind of vibration is unusual. Do we have another emperor in our family? It's gratifying."

However, the Lord of the Frost Covered City looked at the temple gloomyly and muttered to himself: "The temple can't suppress the fluctuation of promotion? Such a potential is jealous, and I will remove Luoyang."

The turbulence of the storm was caused by the rumbling of the temple. Luo Yang had no knowledge of the outside world. His promotion was entirely natural, and his forehead showed a professional mark. It was a rare word of "war".

In just a few breaths, lines appeared around the battle characters. Those lines resembled the coming of the Hundreds of people, and they resembled swords, swords, halberds, axes, yokes, and forks, making Luo Yang's treasure majestic and fierce, like a sword that would be sheathed at any time.

Luo Yang has become a five-level warlord.

For others, there are three benefits to this level. The first body is strong, the second will be condensed, and the third race talent is strengthened.

However, if it falls on Luo Yang, it will be very different.

His body, will, and superpower have already met the requirements, and he has consumed Shenguang to promote the fifth-level warlord, and immediately brought forth the fourth point of benefit.

I saw the word "war" appearing in the middle of the forehead radiate light, pulling out a string of electric arcs and dropping them on both arms, causing the muscles to swell and the skin to be coated with gold.

"Well, Ji Dao slaughtered the devil's arm. With these arms alone, he could be invincible at the same level." Luo Yang was very satisfied. The benefits of the God of War and the blood of God had not yet been reflected, so he was stationed in the five-level warlord. The body under control has been upgraded by one level, and I feel full of stamina.

After just a while, Luo Yang participated in the war of the Kingdom of God, which evolved from the will and blood of the God of War. I do n’t know how many years have passed. I feel that the combat experience has grown rapidly.

If the warlord is divided into lower, middle, and upper ranks, then the sixth level is the last level of the middle warlord, which also promotes physical consciousness and super power. Nai Luoyang has also reached the limit. The word "war" on his forehead slammed and began to consume a lot of Shenguang to create an arc and rush to his legs.

"Miao is a terrifying leg, it can form a supreme leg pressure on the basis of the increase of Xuantian battle pattern, and it has a huge advantage in moving speed." Luo Yang instantly realized in his heart, just like using Tu Tu since his birth The magic arm and the shocking leg no longer need to be deliberately familiar with it, and it has turned into an instinct for action.

At this moment, the will of the **** of war broke down, and finally the blow of the bite broke the ferociousness of the **** blood.

Luo Yang was overjoyed. He could perfectly integrate the will of the God of War. The war body, the war body, and the war heart rose, and too late to realize the beauty of it, even the sword intention, the sword body, and the sword heart were soaring.

Fighting intent and sword intent have broken through numerous barriers, generating tremendous momentum and building a strong foundation.

At the same time, the blood of the gods seemed to break down like rubies, and turned into dozens of scattered blood awns, rotating around Luoyang in an orderly manner, completely unlike the previous surge of power.

"It's a pity that the deity's true body is not here, even if the blood of the gods is purified, it can't be swallowed and used." Luo Yang groaned slightly, showing a smile that relieved: "Forget it, through the divinity of the **** blood, it has accelerated the absorption of the **** of war and left these gods. Blood can help the leopards to ascend. "

Luo Yang raised his hands and put away the blood, before he got up, his heart shivered.

"Huh? The body is still breaking through. It's not easy to move from the median to the superior. I haven't realized the gullies in it, and the sky has changed, and it has crossed the past directly.

Over the Frost City Temple, Luo Yang's forehead became larger and hung high above his head, urging the will of God of War to inject the Taichong sword.

"It turned out to be the case. When the upper warlord began to cultivate the natal weapon, it might be a unique proof of sanctification in the future."

Overall, there is little difference between the 7th-level warlord and the 6th-level warlord. The real improvement is all reflected in the weapon. Luo Yang has been immersed in the Taichung sword for several years. This is the secret weapon prepared for himself by the mysterious master. It is the forging technique of the Quean people, and it is also a holy sword.

It can be said that this sword is not uniquely prepared for deliberately, so there is no waste of time at all from level 6 to level 7.

"It's so fast. I have advanced continuously. I turned into a warlord." Luo Yang never thought that after he entered the rank, he would be promoted faster than the sect. This became the warlord. UU reading books www.uukanshu. com was relieved when he thought about it. But this is the will of the God of War. If it does not happen to meet the blood of God, it will not be successful for half a year.

Although there are still many mysterious areas in the Void Shenzang, Luo Yang was worried about Lin Tianbao. He quickly followed the road sign Jian Guo and tried his best to leave the Shenzang ...

Lin Tianbao sat behind the battlements at the walls of Hades Moon Castle, shaking his hands and lighting cigarettes, and took a sip. He could not remember how many days he had not slept. He only knew that this battle was unusually tragic, and that he had died a lot of garrisons, and even the good brothers alone could not survive it.

"Where is the reinforcements? Both Qianling and Gan'an are in anarchy, and we are doing useless work to resist the enemy like this." Duan Xianyue's face was pale, her left arm was gone, and there were only three fingers left in her right hand. The injuries are fairly good. Almost everyone in the old high school of the sea has been wounded and has experienced unimaginable hard and fierce battles.

"Wait for the boss, I believe Brother Yang, he has never let us down." Lin Tianbao suddenly picked up the shield. He heard the sound outside the Mingyuebao, which was the horn of the enemy's new round of attack.

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