Lord of the Low Version System

Blood pillars rise!

Through the sky, it looks like a tower.

Blood and water rushed down from the tower, covering everything like a waterfall. Even Xi Tong's eyesight could only see the fuzzy shadow through the blood curtain.

Silhouette!

Densely packed!

It looks like a corps, full of sardines, and waits for war instructions like terracotta warriors.

Hundreds of towers, Tallinn.

It looks like a cascade of reefs, and it looks like a sword with a halberd pointing to the sky.

kill!

A high tower was activated, all Ashura opened their eyes at the same time, and the **** light shone like everything in the sun.

However, as far as the eyes are, it seems that the cold current is crossing the border, the blade and the body, Yasha and Raksha can't help but shiver, shivering.

"It's a sleeping army!"

There was a hint of nervousness in Houtu's voice.

"It is said that Asura conquered many worlds to kill evidence. Killing one person is a crime, and the regiment dominates, and this is only the threshold to enter the tower."

Xi Tong nodded and looked at the top of the tower. There was only one Ashura on the top of each tower.

Compared with other Asura's standardized looks, shapes, and breaths, the top of the tower has different appearances and different temperaments, but each one can be called "self".

Looking at the reliefs on the eaves of the **** high tower, it is clear that each tower owner has tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of battle experiences. Each is an elite among the elites, and a killer among the gods.

"Nine million were slaughtered.

"It's so murderous!"

The tower master of a blood-colored tower waved his finger towards the battlefield, and the tower's spire immediately blasted a blood-colored beam of light that would last forever, like a straight bridge.

The tower master walked in the air. As soon as he stepped on the bridge, his body suddenly shot out, and the effort of fingertips appeared on the battlefield.

The other Asuras rose into the air, flowing down the battlefield along the bridge.

One tower after another was blooming with red blood, and the figure of the Ashura Legion cut into the battlefield with the fall of the Tianhe Falls and the mercury falling into the ground, and quickly reversed the situation.

The blood avatar no pressure, and finally raged, cooperated with the Asura army to launch cruel and **** revenge.

However, the Yaksa and Rakshasa who were slain and even sucked blood stood up, holding their heads under their arms, and continued to fight.

Even if it is split in half, the granulation at the fracture grows crazy, stitching itself together like a zipper, and continuing the fight.

This time, the Asuras were stunned.

Many members of them have conquered the hungry ghost world and know the details of this world.

Although Yasha and Raksha have all kinds of strange special abilities, it is not surprising that there are several individuals with tenacious vitality, decapitation, and loss of life.

However, that probability is very small, not even one in ten thousand.

And right now, one counts one, almost all of them.

In the sea of ​​blood, the ancestor of the Minghe River was also stunned.

Unlike the Asuras who only looked at the surface, he saw the nature of the matter at a glance.

"Reincarnation rules! Damn, Houtu's control of the rules of reincarnation has reached this level."

Although Houtu is a reincarnation, it is only a place for the souls to stay for a short time. She can neither generate nor restrain the soul, but just as a receptionist, she leads the wandering soul to where they should go, and at the same time The received souls are packed and sent to where they should go.

But what about Yasha and Shura?

He even got rid of the shackles of reincarnation, without the constraints of life and death.

Life and death are irreversible, that is, without reincarnation, their souls will also lose their dependence, wandering and dissipating in the world, but they cannot continue to be attached to the body.

Especially those who had their heads cut off, their arms cut off, their waists cut and split. Such injuries were undoubtedly dead in the past, but today they have all become Xing Tianwu's relatives.

There is only one possibility, and that is to escape the effects of life and death.

The spirits of the Hungry Ghost Realm were originally tenacious, and they could survive, reproduce, and even grow by relying only on eating soil. Coupled with the domineering talent, once the constraints of life and death were absent, they immediately produced an explosive effect.

Yasha and Raksha are indeed weak, especially facing the elite legion of the Ashura tribe.

But they have no restrictions on life and death. Even if their heads are cut off, they can still fight with their heads. They are crushed by corpses and lying on the ground for a while.

In a sense, Yasha and Rakshasa already possess the strongest and most anti-racial attributes of the Fourth Scourge.

Therefore, Xi Tong didn't worry about their fight with Ashura at all. Based on the population base of the Hungry Ghost World, plus the nature of the Fourth Scourge, the Ashura Legion was simply a dish.

As long as you dare to shine a blood bar in front of the Fourth Plague, even God will slaughter you.

At present, the number of hungry ghosts is not large, the fighting pressure is high, and the wear and tear is slow to replenish. However, with the subsequent influx of population, the balance will gradually tilt and fall a little to the hungry ghosts.

The Styxian ancestors saw Xi Tong's intention.

Although surprised that the other party can change the rules of reincarnation, he did not counsel.

Within the blood sea, he can also change the rules of reincarnation. The living corpse floating on the sea is the best example.

The Asura Legion, which was in a poor state of combat, immediately embraced the group, and then retreated a little bit to leave the battlefield.

As long as you return to the blood sea area and drink blood water, not only the injury is healed, but the state will return to its peak.

Although the hungry ghosts are difficult to entangle, they are not powerful and have not resisted their ability.

"Hahaha! What about the rules of reincarnation, I can dominate life and death as well, when I kill you and take the power of reincarnation, how can the heavens help me!"

The sea of ​​blood is not dead, and the river of **** is not dead.

This is his confidence.

However, Xi Tong held up Emperor Benji with his left hand, buckled with his right hand, and grabbed a ball of blood.

"In this era, there should be a family! The family in the world, the first Beiming!"

The Emperor Benji flipped through the pages and came to the end in an instant, but at this time, a new chapter opened slowly.

"Bei Mingzhe, fish too, Mingyu!"

On the Beiming family, the outline of a fish slowly appeared, and slowly crawled and undulated.

"It's so big, I don't know thousands of miles!"

The outline of the fish has not changed, but the background is infinitely far away, becoming faint, and it is intuitive to feel the physique of the big fish.

"Become a bird, Ming Peng."

With the shallow bottom of the fish flying and the eagle striking the sky, every picture is so vivid and powerful.

"I don't know how many thousands of miles!"

"Flying in anger ~ www.readwn.com ~ Wings of the sky ..."

With Xi Tong's words, the image of Shang Peng on the family of the North Ming Dynasty became clearer, fuller, and truer. The original book pages also became lifelike, and they also possessed the precipitation of the vicissitudes of the sea and the thickness of the flood.

"The first year of King Wang died on Chaoge."

Finally fixed.

At this time, Xi Tong pressed the blood cell of his right hand on the page.

This is the purest blood vein essence left after the Peng Yaoshi was strangled by a large array and all the minions of the scale armor were removed.

It looks like the size of a fist, but its depth is like the sea.

After being nourished with blood and blood, the pages of the Beiming family's book issued a mighty raging sea of ​​anger, accompanied by a violent roar, a figure swam from the book page and instantly covered the sky.

swallow the world!