Darkness comes in...

Luo Yang closed his eyes, and every step he took was just passing by the darkness. The straight road leading to the golden stars made him walk out of the twists and turns. If outsiders saw it, they would definitely find it ridiculous.

However, it is this ridiculous move that I don’t know how many times I’ve solved the murderous intent. The twists and turns of the foot are actually the most clever steel wire in the world. Whether it is to the left or the right, it will lose its life.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a glimmer of hope, Luo Yang had retreated to the mountain.

The creation of wonderful inspiration is itself related to the sea of ​​artistic conception. It is led by the spiritual and spiritual sense of wonderful dolls, and has the opportunity to chew and eat thirteen rare magic bamboo shoots, making the senses psychic, which is wonderful.

It was precisely because of his indescribable spiritual awareness that Luo Yang did not feel how dangerous the "steel wire" under his feet was. He approached the golden stars smoothly. When he opened his eyes, he was fascinated by seeing them.

It looks like a star from a distance, but it looks like a trembling dandelion from a distance, making it difficult to believe that it is the will of the God of War. However, Luo Yang's eyes were filled with golden light, and he almost lost in the grand and awe-inspiring mood.

"call"

I don’t know how long it took, Luo Yang began to move his footsteps again. Compared to the tightrope walking just now, it’s like dancing on the edge of a cliff.

His steps are sometimes heavy and sometimes light. The will of the God of War is clearly within reach, but Luo Yang has become the most dedicated dancer.

He didn't look at the golden dandelion, but just continued the dance, hoping to jump to the point of losing strength and falling on this stage immediately.

The figure swayed and the darkness shook. Luo Yang had never been so tired. He felt that he was dancing a battle dance, experiencing vicissitudes every moment. He advanced in the darkness, swung his long sword to kill wave after wave of enemies. Behind him were family and tribe members. He could not fall down, he would never compromise with fate, and he would not even dare to die, and could only fight to the end.

"This war god once regarded death as a luxury. Every day of life, he would have to suffer more than one day of hard work. After every war, his family members came to reward him and could see hope in their eyes. The children in the tribe were too thin and the tribe changed to eat, and he would deliver the saved rations to him. What a heavy burden is this?"

"Run out and break through the shackles of fate. It is more difficult for him to fight the sky and the battlefield than those who have changed their sons. The fate of the entire race is on his shoulders. Apart from fighting, he can only fight."

Luo Yang was crying while dancing in battle, and he seemed to have seen a heroic life.

When the God of War was alive, he was wandering and fought every day for survival. Even though he became a walking corpse, even if he felt numb, he still waved his sword with a broken sword.

It was struggling in despair, and even when eating, waving a sword, killing countless foreign races every minute and every second, and the whole world is enemies.

Killing the last enemy was automatically promoted to the Saint of War, but he didn't want to call him "Saint" because he was a butcher and felt that he had defiled the word.

Later, where the God of War went and what he did, it became a faint light and shadow, and he didn't care in his heart.

He wanted to use time to heal the pain, but he would not do anything except killing the enemy. He had to transform into a warrior of all races, constantly shuttled through the interstellar battlefield, and presided over justice with the broken sword in his hand

Luo Yang's movement suddenly stopped and exclaimed: "Senior, I admire you. In your long battle career, you have gradually formed the determination to stop the battle with battle. You want the world to be stable and all races prosper. However, even God is intrigue, and your wish is lost until God dies."

"Fused with me, the will of the God of War." Luo Yang suddenly inserted the Taichong sword into the golden light. He had already arrived at the top of the mountain, and with a "boom", it formed golden radiation, dazzling, mysterious, and powerful.

The towering peaks began to collapse downward because they lost the will of the God of War. Thousands of cracks appeared in the Imperial Sword Island, and sea water sprayed out. It is estimated that even if this island is not abandoned, it will never be close to the place of enlightenment.

Emperor Xiu saw a figure flying from afar, and landed on the boat with a "boom", almost smashing the bow into the sea.

"Who?"

"I drove the boat quickly. Grandma, this war god has too strong will, but I became fat in one bite. I had to stand at the bow of the boat and digest the income at all times, otherwise I would have to die." Luo Yang's voice came, but Emperor Xiuzhen didn't realize that it was Luo Yang.

At this moment, Luo Yang was bloated.

If it turned out to be 150 kilograms, then he now has at least 450 kilograms, and he can't tell what he originally looked like, and he didn't even blow the balloon like this.

What makes people laugh is that Taichong sword has become much fatter and has become a wide panel, but the hilt of the sword remains the original appearance, and it is strange.

"set sail"

"set sail"

The sound was quickly transmitted on the ship, and more than 20 imperial cultivators acted as sailors, as well as the ship's chief mate, lookout, and pilot, all of them were all over the top and bottom. It was estimated that there would be schizophrenia without schizophrenia during this journey, and it was not easy to make a living under Luo Yang.

"Wow, wow, wow..."

The waves slapped the hull, and the dark night of the endless sword sea became more and more stern, and the stars and sword energy fell from the sky. I didn’t feel anything at the dock of Emperor Sword Island. When the warship entered the sea, I immediately felt the power of the storm.

Lightning and thunder, sword rain poured. Even if the colorful clouds protect the hull, there was still a feeling that they would be buried in the sword sea in the next moment. Emperor Xiu's body swayed and had to retreat back to the cabin. The waves hit the deck, and the outside became more and more dangerous.

Luo Yang stood firmly at the bow of the boat. Fortunately, there was such a large lump for stone control, otherwise the hull would shake even more violently. He held the hilt of the sword with his feet open, and saw huge waves slamming over, and shouted: "Break."

The sword light flashed, forming an amazing sword shadow storm, smashing the huge waves into pieces.

This was just the first blow, and then Luo Yang kept shouting and shouting in his mouth as if he had taken stimulants. Every time he waved a sword light, it would roar, which was even more powerful than the cannon on the ship.

"The Sword of the Sword of the Eternal Dirty"

"The Sword of the Ice"

"The vast sword of extinction"

"Personal Fenghua Sword"

"The Greatest Sword of Heaven"

"Perfect Annihilation Sword"

The starry sword energy in the entire sea was attracted by the will of the God of War and turned into the sword light in Luo Yang's hand. He began to constantly use the sword force of the Nine-Star Crushing Spirit Sword to fight against the vast dark night of the endless sword sea, and to protect the escort with his own strength alone.

"Star Flying Sword"

"Star Blast Return Sword"

"Neiyun Cannon Sword Bomb"

"Star Sea Sword"

The fat man Luo Yang worked very hard and tried his best to integrate the will of the God of War, hoping to consume more than the standard "weight", but in the end he gained a little weight.
Chapter completed!