Journey to the West I am the Demon Lord of Hundred Eyes

A few tall figures walked out of the mountain, and Wu Ming glanced at Sheng, who looked fierce:
The fangs are rowed with sharp blades, and the temples emit red flames.The tendons of the beard are knotted, and the whole body is covered with felt.Four-armed evil vajra, with three eyes capturing thunder.

"God, get out of our territory immediately, or you will be dead here!" The leader, a four-armed demon, three feet long, said to Wu Ming condescendingly.

"Who are you guys who dare to occupy the mountain here as king? But arrest my subordinates?" Wu Ming asked.

"Stop talking! Stay if you don't want to go."

boom!
A four-armed demon couldn't hold back, he raised his four arms and slammed at Wu Ming with a roar, but saw that he was holding the demon with four hands behind his back, unable to move.

"Boldly, let go of the Third Highness!"

The tallest four-armed demon shouted, and the rest of the crowd also shouted angrily. It seems that this fellow has some identity?
"Answer my question." Wu Ming said coldly, he is very satisfied with this Hanging Mountain, if there is no accident, he will build a ghost here to guide reincarnation, it seems that these demons are hindering.

"Damn God, Asura will not compromise!"

Asura?One of Buddha's eight dragon protectors?

Wu Ming was taken aback, there is Shura Dao among the Six Paths, but the Six Paths of Reincarnation is a thing made by Buddhism, there is no such thing in Heavenly Court, so he always thought it was a fool, but he did not expect to see a living one today Asura.

"We are the Asura clan. This mountain is our territory. Let go of the third prince. Otherwise, even if you have great powers, you will not be able to get out of this hanging mountain." The leader Asura threatened.

Immediately, Wu Ming's brows and eyes flashed immeasurable divine light and swept towards the depths of the Hanging Mountain. Suddenly, bursts of roars came, and several terrifying figures loomed in the darkness, roaring again and again.

"Who is spying on my Asura clan!"

In front of Wu Ming, the four-armed Asura completely panicked, and immediately bowed down and knelt down.

bass!
In an instant, hundreds of eyes were directed at this place, and the Hanging Mountain was one of them lit up.

The three demon saints, Wu Ming was also slightly surprised when he looked back.

"God, the three Asura kings of our clan are here to invite you." The four-armed Asura stood up and said.

"Lead the way." Wu Ming said lightly.

He put down the third prince with a casual throw, and followed several Asuras all the way to the depths of the Hanging Mountain.

And Wu Ming also saw the situation of the Asura tribe. The Asura tribe with four arms, six arms, and eight arms were also peeping in the dark. It was rumored that the men of the Asura tribe were ugly and the women were beautiful, but with Wu Ming's eyes Looking at it, this is not the case, it is more of a public slander.

After all, when it comes to appearance, many gods still have a beast's head, so it's impossible to see where they are.

Wu Ming didn't have any fear, and went all the way to the top of the Hanging Mountain.

The top of the mountain is covered with white snow, but there is a sea of ​​magma and fire above it. The Hanging Mountain hangs upside down from the ground. There are both alpine snow scenes and igneous magma in the center of the earth. Two extremes converge here.

And the Ashura people live here.

Wu Ming saw Hu Li, Lu Li and the mountain ghost priest tied to the three cauldrons at a glance.

Three Asura kings sit high on the throne, the one on the left has eight arms and a face like cinnabar; the one in the middle has a thousand hands and one eye, a blue face and long fangs;

"I am the Great Heavenly Venerable, who conferred the title of True King Jiuyou, but I don't know the names of the three Asura kings?" Wu Ming asked.

"I am Tamayan, it is Budhisattva, and it is called Sakya." King Ashura with a thousand hands and one eye in the middle said, pointing to the left and right.

"God, why did you break into my Asura clan?" asked the Asura King Sakya with a snake tail and a beautiful face on the right.

Wu Ming immediately pointed to the three of Huli and said that his subordinates came here to investigate the holy mountain, hoping that the three Asura kings would save face and let them go.

"Hmph! These three are impure in practice, and they should be cooked and eaten if they have remnants of their sins. How can you let them go with your words?" Fudhi Zun Asura King with four arms turned around and angrily reprimanded.

It is rumored that Ashura possesses the nature of demons and Buddhas, and is brave and warlike. Wu Ming has finally seen some of them. No wonder the Buddha wanted to arrest him as a guardian.

Wu Ming immediately opened his mouth to stabilize the Asura clan first: "This matter is my fault. If the three Asura kings forgive them, I would like to compensate you."

Sakya said at this time: "Your Highness, you are welcome. We live in seclusion here and do not want to have any grudges with the gods."

"You mean to let them go?" Buddhisattva looked at Sakya and said displeased.

The three Asura kings seemed to have a disagreement. After a while, Duamayan in the middle said:

"Don't blame the real king, if your subordinates invaded our clan privately, if you let it go so easily, it will make people resentful."

Seeing this, Wu Ming immediately asked, "Then what do you Asura kings mean?"

"I, the ancestor of Asura, once left a picture of Sumeru Shadow. There is a sacred tree in it. You need to enter it and pick a fruit of the sacred tree to give to my family. Then we will release the three of you. subordinate."

The sacred tree of the Asura tribe?Su Zhiheng Luo Bo Zara?
It is rumored that eating the fruit of this sacred tree can jump out of the six realms of reincarnation and get rid of life and death. Thinking of this, it should be able to make people achieve the fruit of the Golden Immortal Dao, and the Asura clan can add another Asura king.

If it is really this tree, its fruit should be on Mount Sumeru, which is the sacred mountain of Buddhism. Let me go there to steal the fruit?

Wu Ming frowned, then thought for a moment before saying, "I can pick a fruit for the Asura clan, but I have one condition."

Tamayan, Buddhisattva, and Sakya all looked at each other with joyful faces. Since the era changed, the Asura tribe was expelled by Buddhism, subdued, and more importantly, lost their mother tree. Asura could not break through and become an Asura. King Shura, the three of them also relied on the last three remaining fruits to cultivate their mana.

If it continues like this, the Asura clan in the next era may completely disappear between heaven and earth. As for the Asura of Buddhism, they would have been expelled from their clan long ago.

It's just that there is a seal set by the Buddhist sect where the fruit of the mother tree is, and the Asuras can't get close at all.

In the demon world, the Asura clan killed many monster clans in order to protect this clan. If it weren't for the three Asura kings, they would have been exterminated long ago. Wang's heart skipped a beat before this meeting.

Fu Tizun immediately asked what the conditions were, and one of the three Asura kings sang red faces, the other sang bad faces, and the third pretended to compromise. This kind of trick was engraved in his bones.

"I want half of Hanging Mountain." Wu Ming said, the three Asura kings plus these tens of thousands of Asuras will definitely not do it by force. The casualties are too great. Although it is dangerous to establish Netherworld here, it is also beneficial. The hanging mountain guarded by the Asuras must not be that simple.

"presumptuous!"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"God, you are more greedy than us Asura!"

All of a sudden, the three Asura kings all changed their colors, and each of them showed an angry expression. They seemed to be particularly paranoid about the Asuras in their territory.

Wu Ming thought that they were just unwilling to give up this last piece of habitat, so he said again: "Now that my gods in the heaven have broken through the demon world, if the Asura tribe needs a new territory, I can decide to give one to everyone."

"Asura will never give up his territory!" Buddhisattva showed anger on all sides, his figure swelled suddenly, and he was thousands of feet high in an instant, with his eight arms raised high, as if he could smash the hanging mountain with a single blow.

"Amitabha, King Asura, the poor monk came to learn a lesson or two."

A ray of Buddha's light broke through the darkness of the Hanging Mountain, and the Primordial Spirit descended from the sky.