In Yu Taibai's eyes, Luo Wei is the biggest hope of the line.

There is no trace of the sword and I don't understand Luo's true bottom. Since Yu Taibai will focus on Luo Wei, he and Jian Lei are naturally very concerned about Luo Wei.

As for Luo Zheng...

It’s amazing to have condensed my own body before!

This shows that Luo Zheng has realized the true meaning of a certain kind of Tao to a very deep degree.

The gap that can be repaired is hard to make up at this time.

As Yu Taibai said, Luo Zhenglian can't do the air flight, and is going to set a record on the sword of the swordsman?

So they did not put too much hope on Luo Zheng.

When Luo Wei carved his name at the height of 92 feet, Yu Taibai and the sword had no traces and other people were relieved, and originally thought that it was stable.

But now their hopes are shattered!

With a set of discrete Gathering needles, the Oriental Ghosts easily surpassed Luo's record.

"What should I do?" Jian Lei was so impatient that he walked up and down in front of the two.

Really let the people of the East control the inheritance in the land of the dispute?

How do their swordsmen fit in the future...

This scene in front of us will have a profound impact on the pattern of the gods and even the future of the gods.

The result is that they are unacceptable anyway!

"I don't know what the inheritance of the stronger on the other side of the land is. I don't want to let the Orientals control the wood directly?" The sword has no trace of laughter. If so, the swordsman may indeed be expelled from the non-attack...

Yu Taibai’s face was stiff and staring at the blue stone monument: “There is hope... there is still a hope!”

On the top of the stone monument, Luo Zheng stepped on the flying sword and began to climb up.

The boy who was extradited from him in the universe did not give up.

Even if he is only the next true God, even if he can't fly with his own ability, this guy is the seed left by the teacher.

He has sprouted, sprouted, and grew into a strong seedling.

As long as it is slightly irrigated, it will turn into a towering tree!

However, Luo Zheng did not have the opportunity to enter the Zhouling Mountains and lost the opportunity to irrigate!

But this kid is still growing wildly, maybe he can really create a miracle?

"Brother, it started to go up," Luo said, looking at Luo Zheng above. "Come on, brother!"

Swordsman raised his head and looked at Luo Zheng's acceleration. The original ugly face also revealed a strong expectation.

Sword and Yu Taibai are different.

When I went to kill the snake spirit, I did not lay the eye of insight, so Yu Taibai did not see the power of Luo Zheng’s sword...

In the eyes of Jian Yan, the sword that broke out of Luo Zheng can be killed even if it is full of perfection. It is simply unbelievable.

Such an incredible guy can only climb to a height of 70 feet on a blue stone tablet? Killing the sword will not believe it.

"This kind of pressure is essentially formed by the meaning of the Tao..." Standing on the flying sword, Luo Zhengxin stopped the water.

Others thought that after he climbed to seventy feet, it was already the limit, so it would be stagnant.

In fact, Luo Zheng is trying to distinguish the composition of this pressure!

"But the good intentions and the evil thoughts are all in perfect harmony..."

"It seems that every kind of truth has its own use. Do you know what it is to use good and evil?"

The true meaning of the Tao is not a kind of supernatural power, but a kind of great understanding in chaos.

In other words, the true meaning of the Tao is more like the foundation...

After laying a good foundation, the ship of true meaning can be crossed to the sea of ​​true hope, and it will be able to reach the other side.

Every root of the true meaning is different.

For example, Luo Zheng’s Taoist method is natural and true, and the essential meaning is the Taoist method of nature, following the law of nature.

Therefore, the natural meaning of Taoism is easy to integrate into the various magical exercises of Luo Zheng.

However, the sacred words practiced by Luo Wei are not the root of the true meaning.

It is impossible for this holy language to destroy the true meaning of nature, and it can be integrated into other magical powers at will. It is also necessary to cultivate special magical powers in order to exert the effect of the holy words to destroy the true meaning.

As for the magical power of Luo Xi’s cultivation, it is not known.

"Climb naturally by the Tao..."

Luo Zheng’s eyes glimpsed slightly, and he suddenly flew a strange arc.

The whole person started to swing back and forth!

Although the meaning of good intentions and evil thoughts are very close, there are still small gaps.

This kind of swing before and after, is actually a coincidence of the rhythm of good and evil thoughts alternate!

"Luo Zheng, what happened?"

"Good ugly action..."

"It seems to be dancing!"

The following true gods are full of strange colors.

After all, Luo Zheng swayed back and forth on Feijian, which really gave people a very weird feeling.

Luo Biao took a look at his eyes, his mouth slightly stunned, his face faint smile. "Brother, it seems to have mastered what..."

"It's really a lot easier," Luo Zheng's face is full of smiles.

He is now following the pressure of the alternating pressure that has been alternately covered, and the huge pressure has suddenly dropped by more than half.

The original Luo Zheng was still at the height of seventy feet. Under such sloshing, he unconsciously swayed to eighty feet, eighty-five feet...

Climbing to such a height has already made many true gods look at them.

After all, he is only the next true god, even flying is relying on the sword of the sword.

This guy is simply...

The skeleton in the deep well is staring at the picture on the wall.

"So fast, I have adapted to the rhythm of good and evil?"

"It’s her son..."

"It’s been a long time, I haven’t seen such a little guy for a long time. This kind of talent, even if it’s placed in the mother world, I’m not afraid to let it go...” The bones praised, “but just relying on the rhythm, I’m afraid I can’t break through the ninety feet. You are relying on the natural law of speculation."

It's like that bones think.

After eighty-five feet, Luo Zheng’s swings are getting bigger and bigger, and the speed is getting faster and faster!

The whole person is like a shadow that sways back and forth...

"Eighty-six..."

"eighty seven……"

"No, it's getting faster and faster!"

Luo Zheng used the natural method of Taoism and forced to sway along the pressure of the pressure.

His body is certainly able to withstand, and there is a constant vibration on the flying sword under his feet.

"Hey, hey..."

There was a slight crack on the blade.

If you continue to force up, Feijian may be directly broken!

"Fight!"

Luo Zheng’s eyes flashed a sigh of color.

at the same time……

The Eastern ghost who has surpassed Luo Wei has finally reached his own limit.

Ninety-four feet!

But just as he planned to show his sword, he saw a rapid climb on Luo Zheng.

The eyes of the Eastern Ghosts, which were covered with bloodshot eyes, suddenly showed a sense of decisive color.