Heavenly Lord Asura

Walking out of the Ten Thousand Beast Cavern, Old Twelve left Wutian and the two, and left directly with Tiangang, saying that he was going to heal his injuries.

"Old guy, why don't you worry about Lord Frog so much? Am I really shameless?" The little guy muttered dissatisfied, lowered his head and glanced at himself, grinning, feeling good about himself.

"Little emperor, according to Ditian, the little girl has not come out of retreat until now. Do you want us to see her."

Wutian groaned and shook his head: "Forget it, maybe she is at a critical juncture, we rush forward, maybe it will disturb her, let's go back to Cuishanju!"

"That's true, but I haven't seen him in a few years, I miss her." The little guy nodded, his tone a little lost.

After several years of cultivating in the Holy Land, the two of them were not in a hurry, and walked slowly toward Cuishan. On the one hand, it relieved the dullness of these years, and on the other hand, they saw what the Asura Hall looked like.

Since entering the Asura Hall, Wu Tian has either been busy or in retreat. Apart from Cuishanju and the Great Venerable Palace, nothing else is known.

Along the road, I saw buildings of all shapes and colors, magnificent and magnificent, which made the two of them amazed. The Asura Palace is indeed much stronger than Yanzong.

The average strength of the disciples is a few levels higher than that of the Yanzong. The people encountered on the road are basically above the reborn child, and depending on their age, some are young boys and girls. Obviously they have entered the Shura Palace these years. Newcomer.

The strength of the rookie alone has reached this level and is worthy of being one of the three pinnacle forces.

The disciples of the older generation, on average, are in the early stage of the Tuomai, so their strength is several times stronger than that of the first-class sect.

At the beginning, most of Yanzong’s direct disciples were in the reborn stage and the consummation stage. In contrast, the two are simply not comparable.

The two of them walked on the trail, their auras converging, like ordinary disciples, so no one paid much attention, they just glanced quickly, and then looked away.

Since entering the Temple of Shura, apart from the twelve great sages and elders, and the disciples of Shura Hall, no one has ever seen Wutian. The disciples of the older generation may have heard of this name. As for the new disciples, maybe Never heard of it.

After all, Wutian has been in retreat for too long, and it has been forgotten for a long time. Even if the people who participated in the Hundred Contests appeared back then, even Shanyoude and others, meeting him at this moment, I am afraid it will be hard to remember for a while.

"You know? Yesterday, Senior Brother Min Yang challenged Senior Brother Shan. If he wins, Senior Brother Min Yang will officially become a disciple of Shura."

"No, didn't Senior Brother Min Yang only defeat Senior Brother Wuhen a few days ago?"

"It's true. The eldest brother of my cousin's friend's cousin is a disciple of Shura Hall. I saw it with my own eyes yesterday. There is absolutely no falsehood."

"I really envy Senior Brother Min Yang. He has only entered the Asura Hall for four years, and he has passed through all the way and defeated dozens of Asura disciples. According to my estimation, Senior Brother Shan might also lose this time."

"Hush! Be quiet, don't be heard by Brother Shan's cronies, or you will wake up tomorrow, like Brother Mi and the others, without your underwear."

A few boys and girls gathered in a pile, whispering to each other, with a very low voice, but Wutian and the little guy had a high level of cultivation, but they couldn't hide their ears.

The two looked at each other, with a hint of curiosity in their eyes, and stepped forward, Wutian asked: "A few friends, do you call good brothers good and virtuous?"

Hearing this, several people looked over, with a vigilant expression on their faces. One of the young girls stood out from the crowd. After carefully looking at Wutian for a while, they said in doubt: "The name of Brother Shan, everyone in the Asura Hall knows. No one knows, you don't know, is it a new disciple?"

Wutian smiled faintly, did not answer, such a look fell in the eyes of a few people, really thinking that he was a new disciple, just breathed out, and his vigilance was greatly reduced.

A young man stepped forward and said: "Brother, you are a newcomer, don't know, you must not call the name of Senior Brother Shan directly in front of the public, or you will encounter accidents."

"What do you say?" Wutian doubted.

Several teenagers were chatting and talking, and it was not until half an hour later that Wutian arched his hands and left.

"Little emperor, I didn't expect to see each other in a few years, Shan Qude and them all become so awesome, especially the fat guy, who is still so wicked." The little guy whispered.

Wutian shook his head, feeling deeply for a while.

Time can really change too much. At the beginning, Shan Youde and dozens of people came here with the elders of the Asura Hall, and in just a few years, they gained a reputation.

From a few young people, I learned that the three daughters, Wu Feng, Zhang Ting, Xu Yan, Lan Miaomiao, Han Ning, the burly man, and Xiao Ai, who are kind and virtuous, have surpassed the original Shura disciples after several years of practice. , Ranked among the top ten, collectively called the Asura Ten Outstanding!

The rest of the people also relied on their hard work to enter the Asura Hall, but their strength was slightly inferior to that of the ten others.

As for Ditian, Yetian, Tiangang, and the young masters of the Asura Hall, they have become legends in the Asura Hall. They are in retreat on weekdays and rarely show up. Many new disciples have only heard of their names. Met a real person.

In addition, there are also many newly-emerged geniuses, such as Min Yang among a few teenagers. This person is a genius that is rare in a century. He is only twenty years old. He has reached the stage of expanding his veins when he is only twenty years old. Lost dozens of Shura disciples.

As long as he defeats Shan You De today, Min Yang can officially become a disciple of Shura Hall.

Asura Hall is the genius camp of Asura Hall. Everyone in it is a rare cultivation genius.

The Shura Hall also represents the supreme honor, with resources and status that are several times higher than that of ordinary disciples. Only when you become a disciple of Shura will it attract the attention of the Twelve Great Venerables.

Wu Tian changed attention, planning to go to Shura Hall to see these old people.

Along the way, there are more and more figures, and constant whispers, all talking about who wins and who loses.

Wutian stayed silent, followed the crowd and walked slowly toward the destination. The little guy's golden eyes turned straight, and he didn't know what he was making.

"Go away!"

"Go away, Brother Min Hao is here, the rookies don't give way!"

Suddenly, shouts came from behind, and the noisy trail suddenly became quiet, and they retreated to the sides, all with a strong look of fear.

Seeing this, Wutian was curious, and couldn't help but look back. He saw a blue-haired young man walking along with a tiger. He was about eighteen years old and six feet tall. He was wrapped in purple clothes and his face was full of pride.

In front of the youth, two red-clothed youths opened their way, with arrogant faces and constant shouts, even more dismissive of the disciples around them.

The little guy said: "This talent's initial cultivation base has made these disciples so scared. It seems that the identity is not simple."

Wutian nodded, and the disciples on both sides stepped back. There are many people who have a small and great success, but when they look at the blue-haired youth, they dare not look directly, their eyes are terrified, obviously this person has a strong backing.

"The most uncomfortable dog like this bullying, little emperor, do you want to teach it."

Wutian shook his head, and took two steps back. He stepped aside, not because he was afraid, but because of his youth's strength, it was not worth his shot, or he was disdainful.

He thought so, but not necessarily others thought the same. A red-clothed young man stepped forward, his eyes blazing, and said unkindly: "Boy, who did you scold you just now? Say it again!"

The little guy's voice was not deliberately lowered, so the three of them heard it without any omission, but they all thought it was Wutian, because no one would believe that a small beast with a big palm could speak.

"Are you talking to me?" Wutian frowned.

"Haha, the little rookie still frowns, is it angry? Haha." The young man in red laughed, but his face suddenly sank, and shouted: "Quickly kneel down, kowtow to Senior Brother Min Hao, and learn from the dog. Call, my uncle will spare your life."

The little guy's golden eyes flashed with golden light, murderous transpiration, but Wutian comforted him, quietly looking at the three of them.

Seeing him indifferent, the red-clothed youth flashed with cold eyes, and said sharply: "I told you to kneel, didn't you hear? Don't force the uncle to do it, it will not be as simple as kneeling then."

The companion of the red-clothed youth said with a sneer: "I don’t know how to live or die. I dare to scold Brother Min Hao, and I don’t weigh how many catties I have. It’s okay to kneel down and bang my head and confess my mistake. Otherwise, I’m afraid no one can save it today. you."

"Hehe, it seems that my prestige has faded since Min Hao hasn't appeared for a few days, and some people dare to be disobedient. It seems that it is impossible not to reinvent prestige!" Min Hao stepped forward, with a smile on his face, but it was incomparable Sneered coldly.

He stretched out a finger, pointed at Wutian, and said lightly: "You kneel down on me, keep kowtow, you want to kowtow, every time you kowtow, you have to say that you are a dog until I come out of Shura Hall. "

Arrogant and domineering, arrogant, at this moment in this person, the most vividly.

"All killed." Wutian said only these three words, then turned and left.

"Go there!"

The two red-clothed youths stretched out their arms and grabbed Wutian's head with their big hands like eagle claws. However, before they could get close, three golden lights swept out and broke through the air.

The little guy shot ~www.readwn.com~ The little paws pointed out continuously, and then without seeing the result, he turned his head, lay on Wutian's shoulder, and left with him.

"what!!!"

Three consecutive screams sounded, three golden lights swiftly and fiercely, penetrating through the foreheads of the three, blood like arrows, spraying several meters away, and fell to the ground on the spot!

By the end of the day, the three of them didn't know that they provoke someone who shouldn't be offended.

When they die, they don't understand that they are dead!

"Suck……"

Immediately, there was a cold suction sound on the scene, and it was incredible to watch the white-haired youth, the three disciples in the expansion period, be killed in such a simple and easy way.

"Who is he, when did such a terrifying murder **** appear in the Asura Hall!"

Everyone is speculating about the identity of the white-haired youth, but there has never been such a person in the memory, as if he appeared out of thin air.