Luo Yang sat in the void, with golden light lingering on his left arm, and blood light rising on his right arm. The will of the God of War is shaking the divine blood, causing the Xuantian war pattern to mutate.

"What a powerful divine blood, it's like an ancient beast walking out of the wilderness, and even the will of the God of War was destroyed by it." As soon as my mind moved, I saw the golden light wrapped around my left arm shattering, turning into rays of light falling everywhere.

Strangely, the light could not be shot far away because large patterns lit up in the void, like fuses, causing the slender golden light to sputter quickly, interwoven into layers of textures.

After a while, golden light was everywhere, and golden textures that were so complex that they transcend imagination were superimposed together, as if a square box was used to contain Luo Yang.

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

Luo Yang was neither sad nor happy, and there was no wave in his heart. He stood from the perspective of the bystander and watched the will of the God of War and the blood of the divine blood charge, like two beasts tearing each other, gradually entering a white-hot level.

It is said that the fisherman is profitable when fighting against the snipe and clam, but Luo Yang is not just a fisherman. In his eyes, the two kingdoms of gods are fighting, and they take the opportunity to turn into generals and soldiers on both sides, bathe in the grace of gods and enter the battlefield, and experience all kinds of cruel and explosive artistic conceptions.

"A thousand years in a flash, ten days in ten days"

"The God of War competed with the evil god, and it was shocking to the earth just by peeking at the tip of the iceberg."

"Okay, today I am standing on the shoulders of a giant. Both my vision and mood have been greatly improved. And participating in the divine battle is of great benefit. The Xuantian battle pattern has reached its limit and the profession level has begun to improve."

At this moment, the Fushuang City rumbling, and countless powerful Taiwu clans looked at the temple and said in surprise: "This vibration is unusual. Could it be that another emperor appeared in our clan? It's a joyful congratulations."

However, the lord of Fushuang City looked at the temple with a deep look and murmured to himself: "The temple cannot suppress the promotion fluctuations? Such potential is jealous, and I will eliminate the human race Luoyang."

The storm was rumbling because of the sound of the temple. Luo Yang was unaware of the outside world. His promotion was completely natural, and a professional mark appeared on his forehead, which was a rarely seen word "war".

In just a few breaths, patterns appeared around the character "Zhan". Those patterns looked like hundreds of tribes coming to visit, and like swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, making Luoyang treasure solemn and extremely sharp, as if a sword that could be unsheathed at any time.

Luo Yang has become a level 5 war master.

For others, there will be three benefits to reaching this level: first, the body is strong, the will is condensed, and the third, the racial talent is strengthened.

However, it would be very different when it fell on Luo Yang.

His body, will, and superpowers had already met the requirements, and he consumed divine light and was promoted to level five war master, immediately leading to the fourth benefit.

I saw the word "War" emerging from the center of my forehead, and the rays of electric arcs were pulled out and fell onto my arms, causing the muscles to swell and the skin to be coated with a layer of gold.

"Okay, the extreme demon-killing arm, you can be invincible at the same level with these arms alone." Luo Yang was very satisfied. Before the benefits of the will of the God of War and the Divine Blood were reflected, he allowed him to enter the fifth-level War Lord. Even the body controlled by this consciousness was upgraded to a higher level, and he felt full of energy.

In just a while, Luo Yang participated in the battle of the Divine Kingdom evolved from the will of the God of War and the divine blood. I don’t know how many years have passed, but I feel that the combat experience has grown rapidly. With a "click" breaking through the limit, he has been promoted to level 6 War Lord.

If the War Lord is divided into lower, middle, and upper positions, then level 6 is the last level of the middle War Lord, which also promotes physical consciousness and superpower improvement. However, Luo Yang has also reached the limit, and the word "war" on his forehead is pounding, and he begins to consume a large amount of divine light to create an arc, rushing towards his legs.

"Miao is the Extreme Dao Jing Shen Leg. It can form supreme leg pressure based on the increase of Xuantian War Pattern, and has a huge advantage in terms of movement speed." Luo Yang instantly realized the heart, just like he has used the Demon-Slaying Arm and Jing Shen Leg since his birth, and no longer has to be deliberately familiar with it, it has turned into an instinct for action.

At this moment, the will of the God of War collapsed, and finally the backlash bombarded the fierceness of the divine blood.

Luo Yang was overjoyed. He could perfectly integrate the will of the God of War and the fighting spirit. The battle body was rising and the battle heart was rising. Before he could experience the beauty, even the sword intent, sword body, and sword heart were soaring.

The fighting spirit and sword spirit broke through many barriers, generated huge momentum, and built a strong foundation.

At the same time, the divine blood shattered like a ruby, turning into dozens of scattered blood lights of all sizes, and it rotated in an orderly manner around Luoyang, completely different from the previous power.

"It's a pity that my true body is not here. Even if the divine blood is purified, it cannot be swallowed and used." Luo Yang pondered for a moment, showing a relieved smile: "Forget it, the divine nature of the divine blood has been accelerated to absorb the will of the god of war. Leaving these divine blood can help the leopard and the others improve."

Luo Yang raised his hand and put away his divine blood. Before he could get up, his heart trembled.

"Huh? The body is still breaking through. It's not easy to go from the middle-level war master to the upper-level war master. I haven't yet understood the gullies, but the natural barrier has turned into a thoroughfare, and I have directly crossed the past.

On the other side of the Temple of Fushuang City, Luo Yang's word for war became larger and hung high above his head, urging the will of the God of War to inject into the Taichong Sword.

"So that's it. When the war master comes to the top, he has begun to cultivate his natal warriors. It may be used as a certificate of sainthood in the future and will be unique."

Overall, there is not much difference between the Level 7 War Lord and the Level 6 War Lord. The real improvement is reflected in weapons. Luo Yang has been immersed in Taichong Sword for several years. He was originally a secret weapon prepared for himself when the Secret Master was a Kui'an forging technique, and it is also a slaying sword.

It can be said that deliberate preparation is not as good as this sword, so it is done from level 6 to level 7, and there is no waste of time at all.

"So fast, I have been advancing continuously, and I have become a war master." Luo Yang never expected that after entering the rank of the rank, the promotion speed would be faster than that of the sect level, so he became a war master. Then he felt relieved when he thought about it. This was the will of the God of War. If he hadn't happened to encounter divine blood and fusion with the force, it would not have been successful in half a year.

Although there are many mysterious areas in the Void Shenzang, Luo Yang is worried about Lin Tianbao. He quickly followed the Daobu Sword Fruit and tried every means to leave Shenzang...

In the wall of Mingyue Castle, Lin Tianbao sat behind the battlements, his hands trembled and lit a cigarette, and took a hard breath. He could not remember how many days he hadn't slept, but only knew that the battle was unusually tragic. Many soldiers died, and even his good brother Du Dali could not survive.

"Where are the reinforcements? Qian Ling and Qian An are both in anarchy. We are doing useless work when we resist the enemy like this." Du Xianyue's face turned gray. Her left arm was gone, and only three fingers were left with her right hand. She was still injured. Almost everyone in Canghai High School's old team was injured and experienced unimaginable hard and fierce battles.

"When I believe Brother Yang, I have never disappointed us." Lin Tianbao suddenly picked up the shield. He heard a sound from outside Mingyue Castle, which was the sound of the horn of the enemy's new round of general attack.
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