Dragon Inside

The repair of the ink snake is even a strong one in the Yuantian world. It has occupied the Broken West Gorge for so many years, and it is also a killing of monks and monks, and many ethnic tribes have formed hatred. No matter how angry the tribal tribes are, they can’t kill the ink snakes, so they can see the horror!

There are even rumors that the blood of the ink snake is unusual, even in the veins of the spirit, it is considered a good qualification. If you try your best to kill him, even if it is a spiritual monk who wants to kill him, it is very difficult.

And it is such a fierce ink snake, but it is so easy to fall in front of everyone, can not help but let everyone horrified, the brain roar!

"Ink... ink snake he... he died like this??"

"This is too horrible?! Just a low drink, killing the famous ink snake?!"

"Am I dreaming……"

Along with the sound of a cold air, everyone has come back to God, looking at Luo Yang, full of indescribable fear, this is the fear from the heart!

Even the horses who followed the ink snakes were shaking their hearts. Under the eyes of Luo Yang, they hurriedly looked down on the ground and dared not look up.

Looking at the stables who worshipped on the ground, Luo Yang’s eyes had a killing pass, and even the brows were slightly wrinkled, and the figure disappeared from the place and returned to his carriage.

Seeing that Luo Yang’s figure disappeared, the hearts of all the people in this place were quietly loose. Even Zalqing took a deep breath and then turned and ordered the Zar tribe to leave.

As the wagons of the Zar tribes gradually drifted away, Matori and the horses at the exit of the canyon were completely relaxed, and the look of the rest of the robbery was revealed.

Especially the martyr that was destroyed by the arm, the whole person was almost soft and soft, and when he got up, he found out that the clothes on the back had been wet by sweat...

After coming out of the Broken West Gorge, all the people of the Zar tribe had a look of excitement and excitement. For so many days, they have been timid and fearful, for fear of being chased by the people of the Namatuo tribe, and have no worries about life.

After the things that happened in the Broken West Gorge, they have already removed the biggest obstacles, and there is no worry. Everyone’s face has a relaxed color. When the eyes sweep over the last carriage of the team, they also respectfully The look emerged.

Inside the carriage, Luo Yang looked sally and meditatively, and the body's spiritual power had been running for a long time, and then gradually recovered to calmness. When the eyes were slowly opened, the eyes were cold and flashed.

"I didn't think that just killing one person would make the body's original suppression of the killings have signs of surging. It seems that this hidden killing is stronger than I expected..." Feeling the body The breath returned to a steady state, and Luo Yang’s heart was relieved, but his brow was slightly wrinkled.

From the time he knew the existence of suffocating, he immediately suppressed his seal, but did not expect that the accident just happened to be more irritating. Fortunately, he stopped the killing of his heart in time, otherwise it would be not only those horses, but even the Zare tribes.

"It is necessary to remove the sputum in the body as soon as possible, otherwise it will go on, sooner or later, there will be a change!"

After the twin eyes flashed, Luo Yang’s heart was determined, and he was indulging in a sudden look. He suddenly raised his hand and lifted his hand to pick up the carriage’s curtain.

On the carriage's frame, Zaltai is holding a plate of Lingguo carefully toward the inside of the car. It seems that he is worried about sprinkling the Lingguo. The look on the small face is extraordinarily serious.

"Big brother, this is the fruit that my mother asked me to send you, saying that thank you for your life-saving grace." Zaltai took the spirit to Luoyang and said with a smile.

Looking at the appearance of Zaltai's tiger head, Luo Yang couldn't help but laugh. Although he did not have much contact with Zaltai, but from Zaltai's body, he saw his own original shadow.

If it weren't for the Akasaka faction who was pressing hard and wanted to annex their Qingyun faction, Luoyang would not be in the wrong place. If he entered the Tianjianzong, there would be no such things later.

Although Zaltai in front of her eyes is young, she also shoulders the hope of the Zar tribe, so that Luo Yang can't help but move her heart.

"Artie, do you want to enter the Tianzhu tribe?" Luo Yang touched Zaltai's small head and asked softly.

Zaltai first thought about it with his head, then nodded, and his face looked serious.

"My mother said, only to enter the Tianzhu tribe, can we let the Zar tribe continue, I do not want to let the mother disappointed." Zaltai's voice is immature, but it has a firm meaning.

Looking at the sincere color of Zaltai's small face, Luo Yang also smiled slightly. After the right hand took a shot from the waist, a yellow gourd appeared in his hand.

"Artie, since you believe in your brother, that brother will help you once. This drop is the clear spring. If you take it, you can enter the Scorpio tribe. But this is the secret between you and me. You can't Tell others."

Luo Yang smiled and opened the door, opened the gourd in his hand, and poured out a drop of clear and moist spring water.

As soon as this spring water appeared, the breath inside the carriage was fresh, as if it were an oasis in the desert, nourishing the mind.

Looking at the drop of spring water in his hand, Zaltai’s little face had no doubts and hesitation, and swallowed it directly into his stomach. After he finished, he did not forget to lick his lips.

"Big brother, this drop of spring water is so delicious." Zaltai's small eyes looked straight at the gourd in Luo Yang's hand, squinting and said.

When Luo Yang saw it, he smiled and smiled. The right hand was turned down, and the gourd was put away again.

"You can't drink too much if you have a good drink. You haven't practiced it yet. Drinking too much will only hinder your practice. Only this drop will make your knowledge clear and lead a big step." Luo Yang warned Open the road.

In fact, he did not make a mistake. This is a kind of spirituality that is used to temper the gods. Even the Hetiangu, who is a half-step ancestor, has only such a gourd. When used repeatedly, they are repeatedly tempered and refused to waste a trace.

If it is to let others know, Luo Yang actually used this thing to give a child who has not yet practiced, and will definitely go crazy.

In the next two days, Zalty often came to give Luo Yang some spiritual fruits, and Luo Yang would also tell him some problems that he might encounter in future practice, help him sort out the road of practice and let him do his best. It is possible to take less detours.

Time passed by without knowing it. After half a month after they left the Broken West Gorge, a bustling and lively Tucheng was already in front of them.