There is a supreme heaven in the Dead Realm, just like the Divine Realm. The inner world is the real core.

The Supreme Sky and the Mid World may also be included in the Qingqiu Mountain Presbyterian Church. The three of them form the superstructure of this star universe. No matter how strong Luo Yang is, he has only been the leader in the outside world so far. Even the existence of the Taihuan Demon God has to hide in the battle nest to prolong his life, which shows how fierce the Mid World is.

At this moment, the legendary Supreme Heaven, without seeing the classics, the top Lord of the Underworld, who is not seen at the head but not at the tail, comes. Although this person is thin and withered, his body is full of vitality, which is no different from the living!

When Luo Yang saw Lord Lin Hai, he felt that he was different from other Lords of the Underworld at first sight.

If other lords of the underworld have already come alive on the road from death to life, that kind of vitality is no different from ordinary life, and the lord of the scale sea in front of him is as vital as the god of life, and he has gone from the extreme of death to the extreme of life.

"Are you the Supreme Heaven the One? The Dead Domain really makes me admire you. The world in the Divine Domain has been in opposition to the Supreme Heaven for many years, and there must be many heavyweight gods and demons! You have broken through the limitations of time and space, and are invisible in the past and future. I am not your opponent before becoming the God Domain, so I can only rely on the sharp sword in my hand." Luo Yang said, plain, grand, and calm, this is the demeanor of Xuantian God of War, and I will not be afraid of any existence.

"Oh? God of War wants to do one? Well, this sword seems to have not succeeded yet, so be careful!" Lin Hai was not sad or happy!

It was a time to speak, and it was soon. When Luo Yang sensed that the other party took action, the other party had attacked in the past years.

Five minutes ago, ten minutes ago, half an hour ago, two hours ago, three days ago, half a month ago, one year ago...

Every time a black light hits, it is not emitted now, but it stirs up the time and space coefficient. It seems that it has taken action a long time ago. The "cause" of attack has been planted in the past, and Luo Yang has to bear the "fruit" of attack today.

"Buzz buzz..." Taichong Jian whistled down. As the number one divine weapon in the divine realm, it shocked the time and space for thousands of years. How could external forces be allowed to go wild? No matter how fierce the attack is, he could not get close to Luoyang.

However, Luo Yang did not feel safe because of this. Instead, he frequently felt alert in his heart, and he felt a sense of ominousness, but he didn't know where the problem was.

"bite……"

Finally, the Taichong sword and the copper-ring wooden staff were really touched together. Lin Hai was not tall, and was one head shorter than Luo Yang. Unexpectedly, the strength was surprisingly great, and the terrifying shock force spread throughout the sword body in an instant. If Xuantian War Pattern had not been very good at absorbing power, the sword would have flew out immediately.

Before Luo Yang's reaction, the surface of Taichong sword turned black, and the Lord of Linhai said bluntly: "I'm afraid this sword will not be used. Before I came to the divine realm of the Milky Way, I had killed 100,000 races in other galaxies. Please see, the number of lives to a certain extent is just a number, no matter where it is. After all, everyone doesn't want to die, so there are so many curses, unwillingness and fierceness. Is Taichong sword the name of this sword? It contains so many fighting spirits, which makes me sigh and wish I could applaud. However, the human race is limited after all. What can it be compared with the ferocity of these 100,000 races?"

"Clang!"

Luo Yang put his sword in the sheath, his eyebrows were divided into eight colors, his eyes were bright stars, his pupils were triple, and his head was shining.

"Dong!"

It was like the sound of a bell or a urn. Eight beams of light were emitted from Luo Yang's forehead, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, purple, and black.

A huge light wheel appeared behind the head, and the bright light mirror was like a silver moon, hanging in the center of the light wheel! The golden light on the top of the head turned into a cloud, and the true spirit umbrella turned into a canopy to swallow clouds and spit out mist, and the unstoppable golden energy drooped down.

"Oh? Are you hiding your strength? Is it a bit too late to open the combat power at this time?" Lord Linhai Ming stood with a wooden stick, with no sorrow or joy, no hindrance or filth, no thoughts or thoughts. Only Luo Yang was in his eyes, firmly locking the energy to eliminate accidents.

"The Supreme Heaven's Underworld Lord is indeed powerful!" Luo Yang sighed from the bottom of his heart, "The strong one has his own strong ones." What are the previous Underworld Lords? They are simply clowns who jumped out of the active atmosphere. This Sea of ​​Scale is the real Underworld Lord. His aura is incredibly powerful, and his interference in time and space is indescribable. If he had not suppressed time and space, he would have been defeated!

Although Xuantian God of War will never give up, he is always one level behind the God Lord. No matter how powerful the combat power is, everything is grafted, and the essence is still at the eighth level, which is an important part.

"Divine Position?" Lin Hai's pale yellow face suddenly had a slight emotional fluctuation, and he sneered: "It turns out that you haven't fully understood the mystery of the Divine Position, no wonder it's so easy to deal with it."

The gods of the Divine Realm were frightened. What was going on with this Lord of Scale Sea? He had never heard of his name before, but suddenly jumped out and completely suppressed Luo Yang. It was really terrible!

"The water in the dead domain is so deep!"

"It's better to be deep, otherwise the Soul Fighting Clan will not even have any resistance, so we will have to roll the bed and roll back to our hometown."

Luo Yang was slightly surprised. When Lord Lin Hai mentioned the divine position, he felt that the divine position indeed had a secret, and he had not fully interpreted it so far, so he missed the opportunity to improve his strength.

Almost instantly, Luo Yang narrowed his eyes and said calmly: "I will fully understand the mystery of the God Position when I go back! Thank you for the reminder of the underworld, but that's the same. The army of the undead tribe is forbidden to move forward here."

"Do you still want to go back?" Lin Hai looked at Luo Yang with a strange look, shook his head and said, "Young man, you think too high your opinion. Since this Lord of the Underworld is here, how can you go back?"

Luo Yang said calmly: "No, I not only want to go back, but also bring your life bead!"

"What?" Lin Hai was lost in his mind and felt something was wrong, big.

"Sacrifice, death ground, the ultimate sound, the first magic weapon was formed!" Luo Yang drew out the long sword with a mysterious rhythm. At some point, the hostility that attached to the sword body had disappeared. The sword blade emitted a blue luster, and the bone-bone coldness made the Lord of the Linhai Ming unable to help but take a step back.

"Have your sword become? Are the 100,000 races not as good as one human race?" This result was unexpected. The murderous aura absorbed by killing the 100,000 races was not as good as the fighting spirit of the human race. Even though the human race developed rapidly and showed signs of overwhelming the five ancient strong races, how long has it been developed?

Why did things that shouldn't happen with your toes happen to the human race? Is this race all born god of war?

Luo Yang had already swung his sword, and this sword also interfered with time and space. It was a bit different from ten days ago, a hundred days ago, ten years ago, a hundred years ago, but it was slightly different. It was not to attack the current Lord of the Scale Sea, but to invade the long river of time to attack the past Scale Sea, and even push the attack backwards to tens of thousands of years ago and go upstream.

"You..." Lord of the Linhai Dark retreated suddenly. He could not imagine that this sword was so outstanding, nor could he imagine that the human race could gather its fighting spirit to defeat the hostility condensed by the wooden stick in his hand.

"Do you know? The human race is the crystallization of the Milky Way that has developed to the present. How can the firefly light compete with the sun? The human race is by no means suppressed by the passing thoughts, so my sword is the supreme sword of humanity!" Luo Yang lightly carried the sword body, and saw the wooden stick cracked and ashes floating. Even the Lord of the High Heaven became a dead soul under the sword, contributing a pure white life bead. Mobile phone users should visit http://m.piaotian.net
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