Alien Dragon

Wang Luo let go of his heart and accepted the sword spirit. The sword spirit was happy, and he was more excited to kill the enemy for Wang Luo. As a result, the sword spirit triggered the realm of swordsmanship by accident, and naturally pulled Wang Luo in, so There is a scene where Wang Luo realizes the sword.

This road of sword comprehension, not only has Wang Luo gained huge benefits, but also his swordsmanship has advanced by leaps and bounds, and has entered a realm of subtlety that many people dare not imagine. As the trigger of the road of sword comprehension, the benefits of Sword Spirit and Sifang Sword more.

Sword Spirit's understanding may not be as good as Wang Luo's, but his understanding of swords is definitely higher than Wang Luo's. This time when he comprehends the sword, the sword spirit has been cleansed, and it has truly become one with the Sifang Sword. The actual sword spirit.

In addition, the obsession with bursting from the mouth to the chrysanthemum was also erased from the soul of the sword spirit, and the Sifang sword itself was tempered by heaven and earth, and its potential increased a lot again.

Of course, these are not the most important thing for Sword Spirit, the most important thing is that Wang Luo, the master, has really accepted it, and one person and one sword have truly reached the realm of spiritual connection.

"Where did you get the shit luck, kid, to have such a loyal sword spirit!"

As for the origin of the Sifang Sword, Bell already knew it from Bert, but he did not expect the sword spirit of the Sifang Sword to be so loyal, completely focusing on Wang Luo, and only thinking about Wang Luo, because Wang Luo is a Acceptance touched my heart.

"Humph!"

Seeing the smiling white figure floating in the air, Wang Luo, who was originally in a good mood, suddenly darkened, let out a cold snort, and without a word, rushed forward with the square sword in his hand.

Swah——

A khaki-yellow sword aura shot out from the Sifang sword, and shot fiercely at Bell. Seeing this, Bell just smiled slightly, but the swiftly flying sword aura paused slightly, and then shattered and dissipated in the sky and the earth.

"Sifang, now!"

He shouted at the Sifang sword in his hand, Wang Luo suddenly let go, and a dark villain flashed out from the Sifang sword, and let out a fierce roar at Bell.

With the roar of the Sifang Sword Spirit, the pimples on the Sifang Sword shot out immediately, forming a small sword in the air, and shot at Bell fiercely.

With a slight hey in his mouth, Bell had a trace of surprise in his eyes, calmly looked at the flying Doudou sword, stretched out two white fingers, and easily caught it in his hand.

"Yes, I actually comprehended a skill!"

Smiling slightly, looking at the ashen-faced Wang Luo, Bell gave a compliment, and then exerted a little force with his fingers, the little sword of Douzi suddenly fell apart, and the sword spirit in the distance suddenly let out a scream. Into the square sword.

"Some things, if you know too much, it's not good for you!"

Looking at Wang Luo with a gloomy face, Bell spoke sincerely, his eyes directly met Wang Luo's, and he didn't dodge the slightest bit. Seeing this, Wang Luo had no choice but to give up.

"If you don't make it clear next time, I'm not in the mood to help you offend people for nothing. Get lost!"

Snorting again, Wang Luo rolled his eyes at Bell and spoke, then waved his hand impatiently, showing a look of disgust, and told him to leave quickly.

I really felt sorry for Wang Luo, Bell just smiled slightly when he saw this, told Wang Luo to pay attention to his cultivation, and then turned around and left without knowing what to do with that bastard.

"Damn, it took so long to comprehend a level of swordsmanship!"

Hearing that Bell said that it took him ten days to comprehend the state of sword art, Wang Luo was speechless for a while, cursing secretly in his heart, and then looked at the ferocious monsters coming again.

Lan Fengjian flashed out, and traces of water-attribute magic power poured into it, swung the sword and stabbed the surrounding monsters, Wang Luo quietly felt the changes in the water-attribute magic power, and gradually penetrated into it.

Compared with earth element, metal element and blood energy, Wang Luo feels that he has the most understanding of water element, but the fact is different from what Wang Luo thought.

The sun rises and sets, the bright moon is full and short, time passes slowly, and the strength of the ferocious monsters around is gradually strengthening, but Wang Luo's understanding of the water element is still not the slightest improvement, but his understanding of swordsmanship has deepened again.

Day after day of practice is a very boring thing, especially when there is no effect, it is even more depressing. If it continues like this, it is not impossible to go crazy and die.

After going through a period of irritability and depression, after venting wantonly, Wang Luo gradually calmed down, no longer obsessed with understanding the water element like Shabi.

Wang Luo, who regained his calm mood, started the boring practice, constantly wielding his sword to hunt monsters, and when the water attribute magic power was used up, he continued to use the earth attribute magic power, and there were also fire elements, gold elements, and blood energy waiting in line to be killed. use.

When using other elements, Wang Luo will focus on two things, take the beads obtained from hunting monsters, restore the elements that have been consumed, and continue to fight until exhausted.

Although the elemental power can be recovered quickly, it is difficult for Wang Luo to recover the power of mind quickly. Every time until he is exhausted, Wang Luo will not give up, still holding the sword in his hand, with Jian was unconscious together.

Regarding the safety after coma, Wang Luo didn't have the slightest worry. He knew that Bell's actions would definitely not put him in danger, and the facts were indeed as Wang Luo expected.

Compared to Wang Luo who could do his best to cultivate and comprehend, Lu Ji was quite miserable. Not only did he need to comprehend his own combat comprehension, but he also had to prevent himself from being exhausted at all times. No one here would care about his life or death.

It has to be said that no matter it is Lu Ji or Wang Luo, both of them are sometimes very ruthless characters, not only ruthless to the enemy, but also ruthless to themselves, so both of them persisted abruptly.

With such blunt persistence, four years passed in the blink of an eye, and Wang Luo finally grew up, becoming a 17-year-old young man.

In the boundless sea of ​​blood, a cyan figure stood silently, with black hair casually draped over his shoulders, fluttering in the wind, occasionally a few strands of black hair brushed against that handsome face disobediently.

There was a faint sneer on the corner of his mouth, the black-haired young man raised his head impressively, and looked forward, endless fighting intent bloomed in those deep black eyes with endless cold light, of course, there was an unconcealable exhaustion in the deepest part of his eyes .

boom--

A loud noise exploded from the depths of the blood sea, and a monster more than three meters high jumped out of the blood sea. The eighth-level powerhouse came oncoming, crushing the sneering person on the opposite side.