Dragon Inside

As Luo Yang’s voice fell, all the monks in the entire wooden door had a look of thought on his face. For a time, this heaven and earth fell into a dead silence.

In the thoughts of the people in Muximen, Luo Yang's look was calm, his eyes slowly sweeping through the crowd, and did not speak.

Although he is nominally a guest of Muximen, he is actually not a monk in Muximen. The reason why he is so dedicated to Mudumen is just to repay the kindness of the ancestral tree. Therefore, at this moment of life and death, he will not intervene.

More in line, Luo Yang’s heart is clear, no matter whether he does not interfere, the result is the same. Although I want to migrate to the open sea, the road is far away, but there is still hope. If you choose to stay here, then there is only one dead road, and there is no choice at all.

Therefore, just after a moment of silence, the old ancestors of the Mujia ancestors showed a decisive look, turning to look at the wooden door behind them.

"Luo Yangkeqing is willing to risk the danger of life and death. I will find this piece of sea spar for my wooden door. I can sit and wait for the rafter! I will pass the life of the old man and start the migration outside the sea!" Firm, silent, and the sound fell into the ears of every Muximen disciple.

"Yes! Follow the orders of your ancestors!"

Many of the disciples of Mudumen were all greeted by the Qi, and under the wave of the wooden family's ancestors, they began to disperse quickly and clean up all the supplies available in Zongmen.

The busy figure is flashing across the sea, and the whole island is already broken. It is not easy to find useful materials from these broken islands. But fortunately, there are many elders in Muximen. Therefore, it is also proceeding in an orderly manner.

Seeing that many disciples left, the appearance of Mu's ancestors was complicated. After a moment of silence, he only bowed to Luo Yang.

"Thank you for your friend to find this piece of sea spar for my wooden door. According to our previous agreement, the friendship of the Taoist friend has been exhausted. If you want to leave the old man, you will not stop it. There is a slight complaint."

The look of the wooden ancestors is sincere, not like a fake component, and speaks word by word.

"The wooden door is affected by this change, and it has a relationship with Luo. Since it is ready to migrate, I would like to help the last arm of the wooden door to protect the law. No matter what is done or not, it is my heart."

Luo Yang shook his head slightly, and after gazing from the inside of the wooden door, Shen Sheng said.

"This... Dao is willing to protect the law, and the old man thanked the Dao for the whole wooden door."

On the face of the wooden ancestors, the first thing was an unexpected look. After taking a deep breath, he only said again.

For the ancestors of the Mu family, although Luo Yang heard it, he did not care too much. This is the case with his character. If he does not want to see the wooden door completely destroyed, he can leave directly with his cultivation. Nowadays, it is just like this, and it is only because he wants to end this cause and effect.

After half a day, when all the available Lingshi magic weapons in the wooden door were integrated, the **** giant shark that floated out of the sea from the surface of the sea, under the direction of Luo Yang, the people carrying the wooden door, like This faraway sea speed swims.

The huge fish is about five or sixty feet in size, just like a small island floating on the sea. Although it is not particularly majestic, it is more than enough to sit on hundreds of monks.

On the head of the **** giant shark, a black figure sits alone in the forefront, which is a black robe!

At this moment, Luo Yang seems to close his eyes and meditate, but the body's knowledge in the body has swept out, covering the sea in this square, and watching the dangers that may be encountered.

For the monks who migrated from these gates, they must not only deal with the head of the sea, but also the warriors in the inner sea. In order to plunder the sea spar, in exchange for the qualification of Haimen Pass, their means are often more shocking than those of the Kraken!

However, the scope of the inner sea is very wide. It is not easy to intercept a sect in such a vast sea. What's more, the people sitting in the wooden door are sitting on a half-footed sea monster!

This blood-colored giant shark is not only extremely fast, but also the fierce pressure on the way, which makes other Krakens rush back and do not dare to approach easily.

The time of the three days was fleeting. Under the calm sea, Luoyang and his party had already passed half of the sea. The people of Muximen gradually gradually let go.

But when everyone looked relaxed, Luo Yang, who was sitting in front of the disk, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the sea ahead, his face showing an unexpected look.

"I didn't expect to meet here..."

When Luo Yang’s mind was moved, the **** giant shark sitting down quickly swam out and approached the sea ahead.

After half an hour, when the **** giant shark swam into the sea, a breath of spiritual power collided from the front, and picked up a **** wave, not only Luoyang, but even the raft at the back. Everyone in the door has also changed face.

“There is spiritual fluctuations? Someone is fighting!”

When everyone in the Muximen talked about it, the figure of the wooden family's ancestors flashed and appeared next to Luo Yang, and the old ground was filled with a hint of nervousness.

"From the perspective of the aftermath of spiritual power, the people who fight ahead are also the spiritual world. Luo Keqing, do you want to avoid it?" The voice of the ancestors of Mujia was nervous and asked in uneasiness.

"Don't worry, I know people in front." Luo Yang shook his head and said quietly.

Seeing that Luo Yang was so open, the face of Mu's ancestors showed an unexpected color. Even if he relaxed, he turned and pointed to the wooden door behind him.

And when everyone in Muximen whispered to each other, a more powerful spiritual fluctuation swept from a distance, and the aftermath dissipated, revealing the situation in front of the sea.

I saw a sea of ​​blue boats floating in the waves, emitting a cyan glow in the sea not far from the wooden gates.

When the blue light shines, an old figure floats above the boat. His hands are constantly squatting, while maintaining the stability of the blue boat, while screaming toward the front.

Roar!

The low beast sounded from the front of the cyan boat, and when the spiritual force collided, it showed a towering mountain peak. At the foot of the mountain, it was a huge black turtle head, which was carrying a green peak. Giant turtle!