Heavenly Lord Asura

This smile, for Jianyi and the others, is not strange, it has long been used to it.

However, to the elders and Cang Zheng, as well as several other great predecessors, it was like a devil’s smile, which made people feel a chill in their hearts.

"Legion commander rest assured, if this old dog can't be cleaned up with Saint Soldiers, our three brothers will kill themselves on the spot today." Jian Yi was so proud and confident that he looked at each other with his two brothers. Skyrocketing

"Even though it is half-step Wushuang, what about the strong, big brother and third brother, let's kill" Jianer roared, sounding like a bell, shaking mountains and rivers

At this moment, the three of them had no distracting thoughts in their hearts, only war. In Gutuo Temple, there was no real battle with the Buddha, the one-armed, and the ghost, which became their biggest regret. Today, no matter what, they have to fight hard. .

"Old dog, there is a kind of fight with us in the nine heavens, haha"

Three swords raised the sky with a long smile, and one or two of the swords turned into three god-slayer swords, rushing straight into the sky, overwhelming the sky, terrifying, and the void was like a mirror, instantly cut to pieces by endless swords.

"Just to my liking."

The former Great Venerable smiled faintly. On the sky, he has planted peerless magical powers, which will benefit him without any harm. Moreover, as long as these three people and the holy soldiers are restrained, his brothers and sisters will kill him. Falling Wutian is simply easy.

"Wu Tian will leave it to you, remember not to underestimate the enemy."

The predecessor, the Great Venerable, confessed, the figure shook, and at the same time, the big hand waved, the dark clouds in the sky were surging, a huge and ferocious beast roared out, and threw away at the sword.

"Don't use this kind of small means to show your ugliness." The sword said with disdain, the heart sword above his head smashed into the air, the sword light rushed into the sky, the sword's edge shattered the sky, the fierce beast was instantly chopped, and even the black cloud above Be chopped into pieces

"Broken it"

Jian 2 and Jian 3 shouted at the same time, bursting out thousands of sword qi from all over their bodies. The dark clouds burst into the void, and a huge space crack appeared. The dark clouds in ten directions rushed in like a wave.

The three of them are not fools, they can see that this dark cloud is weird at a glance, so they are defeated in advance

"Don't waste your time, as long as this seat is unwilling, no one can make the magic cloud disappear."

In the void ahead, the former Great Venerable figure appeared with his feet on the black cloud and his hands on his back. His complexion was calm and unhurried, and he did not see any movements. The magic clouds that were sucked into the space cracks sprang up spontaneously. Coming out, condensed on top of his head, constantly surging, rolling

"Under the Saint Soldiers, everything is a dog, broken with their hands.” The three swordsmen looked indifferent, the power of gold surged, and with a bang, the Saint Soldier recovered, shattering the void, and mighty around 100,000. in

"The Holy Soldier is in your hands, it is simply ruining the strange treasure. It's better to give it to this seat, and you can suppress you without blowing dust." The contemporary great sage shook his head, full of irony, the magic cloud above his head was raging, a black handle His war halberd manifests, the black light flickers, holding the war halberd, his power is unstoppable and terrifying.

With a clang, sparks flew everywhere, the sky collapsed, and the metal sound ripped everything apart. If this blow happened on the ground, half of the Asura Hall would be instantly razed to the ground.

"Holy Soldier" Jian frowned.

The former Great Venerable shook his head and said with disdain: "It is not a sage soldier, but a supreme magical power. Although its power is much inferior to that of the sage soldier, the strength of this seat is strong enough, and the combat power it exerts can completely match yours. By the way, why do you have to explain so much? The magical powers are too far away for you, maybe you will never have the chance to have them in your life."

"I hope you can be proud to the end, the palm of the gods will transform everything"

The eyes of the three of them flickered, the hands of the gods suddenly zoomed in, and when they volleyed, a horrible suction suddenly appeared, and the sky was sucked into a large area, which was amazing

"useless"

The predecessor's ridicule was not concealed, the figure retreated violently, his hand was released, the halberd was directly taken in and turned into a magic cloud, and the next moment, his expression suddenly stiffened because he found , The magic cloud formed by the halberd disappeared unexpectedly

"how is this possible"

He was full of anger, full of shock and horror. The magical power of the magic cloud is arguably his greatest support. For thousands of years, he has experienced countless fierce battles, and no one can make the magic cloud disappear.

The most important thing is that the monstrous magical psychic talisman of the magic cloud will change into a magical cloud as the trick is displayed. Simply put, the magical cloud is the magical psychic talisman. The disappearance of the magical cloud means the disappearance of the magical psychic talisman.

"It's ridiculous. People who have never had a sage soldier dare to talk about the power of a sage soldier. To tell you the truth, the sage soldier is different from the imperial soldier. It has initially possessed the wisdom. What you said just now has already angered. Hand of the god, prepare to endure its anger," Jianyi said indifferently.

The left hand and the right hand of the gods are combined into one, and they can be promoted to the holy soldiers. They are called the hands of the gods. They also unlock the special power of the hands of the gods, which is the technique of engulfing magical powers.

In fact, it’s also to blame the previous generations of great sages for their own sins. Originally, the hand of the gods can swallow only the displayed magical powers, not even the magical psychic talismans. If the former great sage’s magical psychic talismans do not turn into a magic cloud, then he simply Will not lose this magical power.

Knowing this result, the previous generations of the Great Venerable face sinking like water, creating a kind of magical powers, and at least a good talent must be quietly enlightened for about a thousand years. Even if it is to inherit the magical powers of the ancestors, it will take several years to comprehend. How difficult is this magical power.

The demon cloud was created by the previous generation of the Great Venerable, and it took a total of 1,300 years. As a result, it was instantly swallowed by the hand of the gods, and then disappeared invisible. The anger in his heart was like magma deep underground. , Broke out

"I advise you to grab the power of the hand of the gods with your hands. It's not something you can resist." Jianyi smiled coldly, looked at the eyes, swords and swords three. The three people's minds moved at the same time. , The Great Venerable Qiang took away.

The former great sages who lost their magical powers are like tigers that have lost their fangs. They are no longer as brave and arrogant as before. However, their strength is undeniable. They dealt with the hands of the gods, and they were all defeated for a while. , But if you want to capture it in a short time, it is estimated that it is difficult to do.

"It's all due to the commander of the army. Just kill this kind of person directly. Why should you stay?" Jian San complained. If he had to capture the former great sage alive, he might have been blasted into scum.

"Don't be distracted, the elemental power needed by the Saint Soldier is too huge. If you don't capture him as soon as possible, we may be the one who loses in the end." Jian San said solemnly: "Brother, you leave the hand of the **** of control. My second brother and I assisted and quickly took him down."

The battle over the nine heavens unfolded, and outside the hall of the main hall, the atmosphere was extremely strong, and the battle was about to start.

"Wu Tian, ​​as the head of the Asura Hall sub-temple, you should know better than anyone else. The identity of our predecessors is not comparable to you. I hope you can turn your head back and we can let you go." A black-clothed woman stepped forward and came with overwhelming pressure, causing the ghosts and charms to spurt blood on the spot

This person is the former two sages, named Cang Muxue, who entered the half-step incomparable stage thousands of years ago, extremely terrifying

Without the help of Jianyi and the three people, with the strength of the ghosts and ghosts, they could not withstand the pressure of Cang Muxue at all, but the two of them did not shrink at all, their aura climbed to the extreme, and left no energy, they had to resist all the pressure. Stay, so that the twenty elders will not be threatened at all.

"Two adults, let go and don't hurt yourself for our sake. The big deal is for us to kneel down." The elder couldn't bear it and quickly persuaded each other.

"The commander of the legion once said that in life, you only kneel to your parents, not to kneel down to heaven and earth. What qualifications do they have to let you kneel? Give me a spine." The ghost demon yelled, Ruyu's face was covered with frost. Scary eyes

"I don't know how to converge, but I still have to rely on the old to sell the old." Seeing this scene, Wutian's eyes flashed with a frightening cold light, and with a sudden force, Duan Qijun's thigh was torn off again.

"It hurts Wutian, you kill me" Duan Qijun wailed again and again, tears coming out of pain.

Cang Muxue's face sank, and she shouted, "Don't know what is good or bad."

"what"

Before I finished speaking, I only heard another horrible howl, Wutian tore off Duan Qijun's other thigh alive again, blood had already soaked this land~www.readwn.com~bloody thorn Nasty

"The arms and feet are gone. Tell me if you are going to pick up the primordial spirit or the head." A foot trampled on Duan Qijun's constantly roaring mouth, Wu Tian looked at the great venerables and smiled.

"Wu Tian, ​​please don't continue, I am willing to surrender, I really want to surrender, just ask you to spare my brother's life." The former three veterans Duan Qili, seeing Wutian's devilish smile, could no longer calm down Go down, hurriedly restrained his breath, pleading.

"Then please let me be happy and sign a soul contract with me." Wutian smiled, and a milky white seal suddenly rose into the sky and swept towards Duan Qili.

"Well, I am willing, and I hope you can speak and count." In order to save his brother, Duan Qili had already spared no effort.

"Three Brothers"

Just as Cang Muxue wanted to say something, Duan Qili immediately shouted: "Shut up, you all love face and have dignity, but have you ever thought that my brother also has dignity and is now being humiliated by Wutian in public, what kind of face will he have in Asura? Temple foothold"

"What's more, after Wutian destroys my brother Yuanshen, even if you kill him, my brother cannot be resurrected. In order to save him, I am willing to surrender and will not regret this life." Duan Qili said, closing his eyes and waiting for the seal of the Fa. Come.

With a swish, the milky white seal instantly fell into its heavenly spirit cover, Cang Muxue and others were too late to stop it, and the soul contract was quickly completed.

Immediately afterwards, another seal rushed out and merged into Duan Qijun's Tianling Gai. The latter was already exhausted physically and mentally, even if he wanted to die, he could resist, and Wutian easily completed the contract.

Wutian nodded with satisfaction. Although Duan Qijun owes his beating, his terrifying strength lies here. Even Jianyi and five are invincible. It is a powerful help. How could he let him die easily or become disabled?

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