Douluo's ancestor roams

Deep in the forest, the sound of the piano is melodious and varied. The originally harmonious style of the music changes and enters a murderous battlefield, making people immersed in it, fighting alone, being ambushed by countless people, but still standing proudly.

The loneliness came to an end and the sound of the piano stopped. In front of a handsome man with long hair who looked much fresher, the old man and the young man seemed to be still addicted to it. They couldn't extricate themselves for a long time, attracted by the sound just now. This was an enhanced version of "Ten". "Ambush", and he also added his own piano skills.

a long time!

"Okay!" The old man in green robes shouted boldly. He didn't expect that at his age, he could still experience an exciting fight. How could it not be exciting?

"Old monster, do you want to scare me to death!" The handsome baby looked frightened when he was suddenly yelled at by this old guy!

The old man in green robes replied domineeringly: "I'll yell if I want to, do you care?" He was no longer threatened by this long-haired bad guy.

"Is he that strong?" Tang San was already staring blankly at the long-haired handsome man. This state of perfection seemed to be unmatched by anyone, and it seemed that he had been playing for thousands of years.

"Okay, I hope you like it, old monster, and mistress!" Brushing his long hair, the handsome man said with a smile. The chilling scene just now was taken away by him, his smile was like a breeze, and he was as enchanting as a fairy.

"Well, after listening to your playing, the performances in the palace are all rubbish. It's really unforgettable!" The old man in green robe said without any modification. He is a dignified Douluo and has listened to a lot of piano music. This was the first time he heard the immersive piano music.

"Xiao Ao, why haven't I seen you practicing the piano before?" Tang San asked curiously, he was already convinced that Oscar was the same person as him.

"Mistress, everyone has to train, so there's no time to play the piano, right!" Oscar replied with a smile.

One month later, Tang San had a lot of materials prepared by Dugu Bo and began to use the Fire Eyes of Ice and Fire to forge hidden weapons. His own body tempering process was already very slow, and the next stage was not easy to enter.

On this day, I still practiced normally, tempering this tough body, and my face was much satisfied. Now that I have a small Xuanming body, I am confident that it will be difficult for the Soul King to hurt me.

"Ok?"

Oscar, who was practicing, suddenly felt a strange movement in his left hand. There was nothing else in his left hand but his own special "martial spirit", Xuanming Sword.

"Chirp!"

A black light flashed out on its own, and the long-haired handsome man cursed: "You, you are not Luo Sanpao, what kind of independent consciousness do you have? If I can't train you, I will scrap you and me, wait for me!"

Near the Eye of Ice and Fire, a beautiful figure chased a sword. After chasing for a while, the simple and majestic fairy sword stopped and began to hover over a black pothole, looking very anxious.

"Buzz!"

Oscar flicked it hard, this magical weapon that didn't obey the command, gloated and said with a smile: "I'm so anxious to kill you, hahaha!"

"Uh! Don't!"

Seeing the fairy sword suddenly facing him, Oscar gave in. He didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse, this magical weapon was a cheat.

Oscar was also curious. He squatted down and took a look. What was this black lump? It was a bit disgusting, but he still reached out and touched it. Hey, it was as hard as iron. No, it was very hard.

"what is this?"

Oscar was puzzled. He felt that he was really useless. All the exercises he had practiced were incomplete. Only Xuan Ming Jue was the most complete one. As an ancestor, he also had the lowest experience.

"Mistress, are you free?" Oscar shouted. This martial arts idiot should know that Yuanzi Xiancao has been fucked by him so much. He seems to know everyone. He is a "god of learning". He even fucked Tang Nu Fulian. Out.

"What's wrong, I'm refining a hidden weapon!" A voice came from not far away, and you knew he didn't have time to come over.

"Do you want this thing?" Oscar asked. This sword is not an ordinary thing. This black iron grass should also be regarded as a fairy grass.

"Buzz!"

The Xuanming Sword can't speak or nod. It can only make a buzzing sound to express its urgent need, as if it doesn't want to get in trouble with you.

"Okay, come here!"

Oscar said, stretching out his right hand. If he didn't get it out, there would definitely be blood splattered on the spot. After all, he was still its cheap owner, and he still had to be responsible for it.

The Xuanming Sword was obedient this time and returned to his hand. Holding the "martial spirit" that made him laugh and cry, he started to work and gestured. If you can't cut it off, just dig it!

Damn, you actually used a good sword to dig out the mud. This is what the ancestor Xuan Ming did. If other people knew that this mink hair was in his mouth, they would definitely beat him to death. Sword Douluo would not let him go if he knew about it. Yes.

After digging for a while, the handsome man's sleeves were stained with black soil, and the lump of things had been dug up by the roots.

"Phew! It's really hard to dig. If you don't obey me, I won't work for you anymore!"

Oscar said, he didn't expect this fairy grass to be so difficult to dig. I originally wanted to cut it off, but it kept cutting, so I had to use the stupidest method.

"Buzz! Buzz!"

Xianjian jumped excitedly, as if staring at the big black lump in Oscar's hand and drooling. That's not daddy, don't think wrongly!

"Okay, here it is!"

Looking at the Xuan Ming Sword impatiently, holding it might put his life in danger, Oscar threw it out casually. He originally wanted to bite it, but for the sake of his own teeth, he didn't need to disgust himself, so he let them eat them. !

A terrifying black hole appeared around the excited Xuan Ming Sword, sucking the thing directly in. When it was over, Xuan Ming Sword returned to the body directly.

"I'm rough, is this the end?"

Oscar thought it would stir up some kind of vision of heaven and earth. Those fairy tales are all lies. I hate that swords cannot be made into steel. I mean, you are a pig. You will sleep after eating.

One month later!

Within the poisonous formation of the forest, a simple figure cheered and said: "Success!"

Not far away, an old man in green robe asked: "Little monster, what exactly are you practicing?"

A young man with charming long hair appeared. When he saw him, he said, "It should be a murder weapon, right? Mistress!"

After being here for half a year, it’s time to go out.