War God Long Ao

Long Ao's speed is not very fast. After all, the valley is dangerous and must be step by step.

The valley was very large, Long Ao walked for an hour, and felt that he had not reached the deepest point.

what's going on?

Long Ao stopped abruptly, and said extremely solemnly, "Yan, you have to be careful, remember, no matter what happens, don't leave me three steps."

Seeing Long Ao so nervous, Murong Yaner nodded.

At the same time that the sword was waving, Long Ao stared at him all around, his eyes knowing everything. Suddenly, Long Ao seemed to see something.

sword.

Long Ao is hard to imagine. There are countless swords around the valley, and these so-called sword qi are emitted from countless swords.

Although I don't know who the ghost is, but to leave here alive, we must get these swords.

The sacred sword in Long Ao's hands worked madly at an unwilling speed.

The sword air was like a tornado, and it swept across countless sword air in an instant.

The sword gas tornado, under the powerful suction, the sword energy of the Western Zhou Dynasty was instantly wiped out, and at this time, the swords around it began to move.

Wonders appeared.

The sword air tornado centered on Long Ao and Murong Yaner is surrounded by swords. There is no sword air, but it is more dangerous.

"Break it for me."

Under the roar of Long Ao, the Divine Sword shot countless swords, which directly destroyed all the sharp swords around.

If it wasn't for Murong Yaner's help, I believe that Long Ao has fallen at this moment, and just to destroy all the sharp swords, he spared no effort to use all his strengths. Although this can save him from danger, Long Ao knows very well that he will be back bitten at any time, Entered by the blood pool.

"Long Ao, are you okay?"

With a wave of his hand, Long Ao forced to withstand the weakness that came from his body, forcing himself not to fall, and said, "Let's go."

Murong Yaner also knew the seriousness of the matter and didn't dare to stay in the slightest. The two hurriedly continued to move forward. This time, without sword attack, the two soon went to the end of the valley.

At the end of the valley, which is the so-called deepest point, there is a stone wall, which is tens of meters long, and it is impossible to see the head.

The two stood in front of the stone monument and looked at themselves on the stone monument. They didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Yan, have you found anything?"

"No."

Long Ao's soul has entered the Longyin space.

"Long Fu, can you sense what's going on here? What's the stele in front of me?"

Although he had sensed it just now, there is nothing in the stele, but I don't know why, Long Ao always feels that the stele is something wrong. After all, the deepest part of the valley is the stele.

"Master, I have also sensed it just now. The valley you are in is actually a fantasy, and the stone monument you see is the exit."

as expected.

"Then what should I do?"

"It's simple."

With Long Fu's help, Long Ao already knew what to do, and Murong Yaner briefly said a few words. The two immediately activated the power of the soul in their bodies and quickly poured into the stone monument in front of them.

Immediately afterwards, their bodies disappeared. As Long Fu said, they were in a fantasy, and the stone tablet was the exit. In this way, Long Ao left the so-called fantasy.

After the stele, there is another valley, but Long Ao can be sure that the valley where they are now is a real existence, not a so-called fantasy.

Haven't waited for the two to figure out what exactly happened, they were enveloped by a white light and disappeared instantly.

Inside a small cave.

The entire cave was simple but clean, and in the middle of the cave was a corpse.

"Senior, we have no intention of offending. Please forgive me."

"Long Ao, are you talking to him?"

Nodded, before waiting for Long Ao to speak, the bones suddenly opened his eyes and said with a smile: "It really is a personal talent, what's your name?"

Seeing the bones resurrected, Murong Yaner was startled, but it was already obvious that the bones were the so-called Shinto tradition. It seemed that they had successfully passed through the barrier invisibly. I do n’t know if they were lucky or bad.

Murong Yaner didn't speak, she stepped aside, because she knew very well that she could successfully go through this level. Everything is because of Long Ao, so the inheritance of Shinto should be given to Long Ao.

"Senior, my name is Long Ao."

After thinking about it, Long Ao asked, "I don't know how to call seniors?"

"You can call me Yan Luo."

With such a weird name, Long Ao said, "Yan Luo, disrespect."

Suddenly, the corpse sighed deeply and said helplessly: "It has been so many years since I fell, but I still haven't found the inheritor. You are the first person to pass the two levels. Congratulations."

as expected.

It seems that I am still right, the bones in front of me are the so-called Shinto traditions, but do I really have to accept them?

Long Ao is very clear. If he wants to refine the Shinto heritage, he doesn't need to wait until now. He can refine any Shinto heritage casually as long as several months ago.

Anyway, at the beginning, he had received thousands of Shinto traditions, and casually taking out one of them could make him a Shinto warrior.

But in the end he chose to give up.

Since he did not choose to refine the Shinto heritage, he still does not. Long Ao's decision is difficult to change because he has to go out of his own way as a warrior.

"Senior Yan Luo, don't hide it. At the beginning, I got the Shinto heritage, but I didn't accept it."

Long Ao's words did not continue, but the meaning of the words has been clear ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ He knows, as long as Yan Luo is not a fool, he must understand his meaning.

"Long Ao, what is the strength of the Shinto heritage you get?"

Regarding this, Long Ao didn't conceal it in the slightest, saying, "Ning Shen Realm."

Attentive? Murong Yaner sighed endlessly, because in the eyes of ordinary martial arts, the concentrating martial arts has been considered high and untouchable. Even in this kind of Shinto heritage, Long Ao has not accepted it. If it was not Long Ao himself, she really was I believe that in this world, someone really can resist the temptation of Shinto heritage.

No matter whether Long Ao can do it, Murong Yaner asks himself, I'm afraid he can't.

Yan Luo also seemed a little surprised. After all, there are few people who can resist the temptation of Shinto heritage.

"Long Ao, the Five Realms of Shinto, and what you are encountering is only condensed spirit. You are right, don't say condensed spirit, even the **** of heaven can do it." Long Ao said nothing. "Long Ao, have you heard of Supreme Shinto?"

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