Heavenly Lord Asura

"Mo Xin, what does Cheng Yu mean by being shameless just now? Also, why did Cheng Yu help open the portal, Song Lao?"

No sky asked.

"This is a long story, and you will understand when you read it in the Divine Realm."

Mo Xin responded, and silently followed Cheng Yu to the ninth floor.

Cheng Yu waved his hand, the portal was suddenly released, and immediately said: "Mo Xin, remember the master's explanation, and immediately give them a prestige after entering."

"Yes."

Mo Xin bowed and responded.

Cheng Yu nodded, then stepped aside.

As for Wutian, it was treated as air from beginning to end, and ignored.

He didn't care either, and followed Mo Xin closely.

And when the two walked out of the portal and the stone gate opened, elemental energy suddenly surged like a flood of gates, extremely pure and majestic.

At this moment, the two of them seemed to be bathed in warm sunshine, and the exhaustion accumulated over the past ten years of driving was wiped out. They were full of energy, and they were indescribably happy.

However, the two men frowned.

Because in this elemental energy, there is also an astonishing battle fluctuation.

The two looked at each other, stepped forward at the same time, appeared high in the air, and then looked around. The eyes of the last two were unanimously locked in the fighting arena.

In the mid-air of the fighting arena, two figures criss-crossed, fighting bloody, full of turbulent weather, the void was torn to shreds by the terrifying battle fluctuations, and the ground was riddled with sores and broken.

Among the two fighting men, Wu Tian and Xu Yi were very familiar with each other, and it was Ni Yeye, the son of Thor!

He stepped on the thunder pond with his feet, and seemed to be a weak body. At this moment, he was incarnate into a thunder god, and his whole body danced in a flurry of light and light!

Forty years have passed, although his cultivation is still at the Great Perfection, but his real combat power is enough to compete with the Great Emperor.

But his opponent is not inferior.

This person is a fresh face, can be seven feet tall, wearing a white gown, looks handsome, handsome, and although he is covered in bruises and blood-stained sky, there is no timidity and weakness in his expression.

His cultivation is also at the Great Perfection, like an indefatigable God of War, fighting violently with Ni Yeye.

Wutian raised his brows. This person was obviously from the other three realms, but he did not expect that the three three realms had such terrible evildoers.

Mo Xin said: "Although this person has the ability to fight against Ni Yeye, I dare to conclude that Ni Yeye will win in the end."

Wutian nodded.

Ni Yeye’s trump cards, such as the slender step that can rival the speed of God, the eye of the sky thunder with the mighty sky, the sky thunder storm with strong lethality, the sky thunder battle armor that can increase the realm, and the gold of the other way Thunder Armor, and the assassin's Thunder Rage, none of these have been used yet.

On the other hand, his opponent, although not inferior in momentum, obviously has used all means.

"Do you know something?"

Mo Xin looked at him suspiciously.

Wutian said indifferently: "I have known Ni Yeye's identity a long time ago, but I haven't clicked it through.

When he spoke this sentence, he was a little stunned. Why is this sentence so familiar? Where did you say it?

After thinking about it carefully, it suddenly dawned on me.

It turned out to have said that when he fought with Ni Yeye in Dongchang City, it was just that Ni Yeye's memory was erased by a mysterious person, and his identity has not been revealed yet.

No, it's not about exposure.

After all, people like Mo Xin and Sikong Yanran all knew his identity.

However, Ni Yeye didn't know, Wutian had already learned his true identity.

Then Wutian ignored Mo Xin's surprised gaze and looked elsewhere.

In the sky above the fringe of the fighting arena, there are countless young men and women standing proudly, densely packed with a large area, most of them are fresh faces, but without exception, everyone's temperament is extremely extraordinary, and the breath that naturally exudes is also very powerful.

"what!"

Suddenly, Wutian gave a startled suspicion, because he discovered that there were four old figures in the sky.

Moreover, one of them is Lao Song!

Next to Mr. Song, there was an old man in white.

The two were old, with white hair and white beard, but their faces were red and full of energy.

As for the other two are old women, one is dressed in black and the other is dressed in green.

The same is true for them. Although their faces are old and seem to be about to die, their eyes are extremely energetic, and their bodies are also extremely tough.

Moreover, the breath of these three people is not inferior to Song Lao!

Wutian asked, "Mo Xin, who are they?"

"Like Song Lao, they are guardians of the three realms of the gods."

After Mo Xin's introduction, no genius knew that the old man in white is the guardian of the Eastern Realm, the old woman in black is the guardian of the Western Realm, and the old woman in green is the guardian of the Southern Realm. This training camp is brought by them. team.

Moreover, the strength of the three is equal to that of Song Lao, and they are all old friends of Song Lao.

It's just that the relationship is a bit complicated.

If you have to say, it is similar to Wutian and Divine Breath, and Gutian, and it is also an enemy and friend.

"The Eye of Thunder, open!"

Suddenly, a violent shout sounded in the fighting arena, followed by a terrifying heavenly power, and rolled toward everyone!

The crowd at the edge immediately commotion.

People from the three major realms showed shocked expressions, while those from the northern realms showed bright smiles.

Wutian moved his gaze to the top of the fighting arena, and a smile appeared on his face. This guy was finally about to move.

In his sight, Ni Yeye stood proudly in the void, and his dark eyes had already turned purple, and the purple thunder flashed inside, and a breath of heavenly power was constantly rolling out, permeating all directions, and shocking!

He looked at the man in white clothes opposite, his eyes were extremely contemptuous, and he said lightly: "He Huajun, this is the Northern Territory, not the Southern Territory. You can't tolerate your arrogance. After playing with you for so long, I'm tired of it. Get rid of you, Thunderstorm!"

"Chichi!"

The power of purple thunder and lightning came out from his eyes, forming a huge storm, carrying the destructive power of the world, and swept toward He Huajun!

He Huajun frowned slightly, his pupils tightened, and for the first time a solemn color appeared on his face.

Decisively, he stepped forward and fleeed away.

Mo Xin shook his head and said: "It's useless. Although the sky power exuded by the Eye of the Thunder is not as good as the real sky power, it still has a certain degree of oppression. Besides, he still has a vague step, facing him in the same realm. You can only fight head-on and defeat him. If you escape, it will only speed up the defeat."

Sure enough, when He saw He Huajun escape, Ni Yeye shook his head and smiled disdainfully, unfolding his melancholy steps, and instantly appeared in front of He Huajun, then clenched his five fingers into a fist and punched his chest.

Suddenly, He Huajun spouted a mouthful of blood, like a meteorite, falling towards the ground below!

"Forgot to tell you, I am actually still a physical practitioner."

Ni Yeye smiled, waved his hand, the thunderstorm broke the mountains and rivers, and roared away.

But at this moment, the void suddenly twisted, and the old woman in green appeared in front of He Huajun and said, "Little Thor, please don't forget the rules."

"Rules? What rules?"

Ni Yeye was taken aback.

The green-clothed old woman frowned and said: "Thirty years ago, we had set two regulations, don't you know?"

"Sorry, I have been in retreat all the time, and I haven't heard of any regulations."

Ni Yeye's tone was indifferent. Although the old woman in green had the ability to wipe him out with a wave of hands, he was not at all afraid.

Because he has this capital, no one dares to disadvantage him when looking at the entire heaven.

Wutian wondered: "Mo Xin, do you know the rules?"

Mo Xin nodded and explained: "The people here are the main force of the jihad, and they are inferior talents that are difficult to produce in a million years. If one person dies, one person will be missing. In order to preserve their strength, the Song Lao four decided a few The rules are that you are not allowed to deliberately harm your life or use weapons when discussing."

"That's it."

Wutian suddenly realized that, looking back at the fighting arena, playing with the taste: "But no matter how I look at it, I feel that Ni Yeye is not a person who obeys the rules."

"If he abides by the rules, he won't come to participate in the holy war."

Mo Xin shook his head straight, his eyes full of helplessness.

Sure enough, when the old woman explained the two regulations, Ni Yeye sneered.

The green-clothed old woman frowned and said, "Little Thor, although your status is extraordinary, I still hope that you can abide by the regulations and don't kill innocent people."

"Joke, tell me, there is no battle between life and death, it is also called battle? Without experiencing life and death, can you stimulate everyone's potential potential? If you don't even have the consciousness of death, how can you fight against people in the holy world?"

Ni Yeye's words Zhuji, the old woman in green clothes was speechless.

Ni Yeye said again: "How can my cultivators be afraid of death? How can they shrink? Fight if you want to fight! Kill if you want to kill! This is the way we should go!"

This sentence caused the blood in everyone's body to burn.

Even the sons of Thor are not afraid of death, so why should they be afraid?

Strong intent to fight one after another, rushed out of everyone's body, racing endlessly between the world.

Seeing that everyone's mood was getting higher and higher, Song Lao and the three hurried down to the town.

The old man in white said: "Little Thunder God, although your words are reasonable, don't forget that there are three great soldiers and eight great divine realms in the realm of God."

The black-clothed old woman continued: "These are enough to sharpen their xinxing and stimulate their potential."

Old Song agreed: "Yes, jihad is not a trifling matter. If you are like Li Buluan that boy before, you will kill at every turn. I am afraid that before the jihad starts, all of our people will be dead, and we will still take it. Why go to fight with the people of the holy world?"

"In short~www.wuxiaspot.com~, you can't hurt your life when you are discussing it. If you have to break the rules, we will report to Master Thor and let him take you back to the universe."

The four guardians were so persuasive, coupled with coercion and temptation, Ni Yeye finally compromised.

He is not afraid of the four guardians, but he has to consider his father. If the four of them really report to his father, they promise to come personally and capture him back.

"Ahem!"

After coughing a few times, Ni Yeye changed his face and chuckled: "Four seniors, the younger ones are young and ignorant. You have been offended before, so please bear with me."

The four guardians looked at each other, and their eyes were full of helplessness.

Ni Yeye wanted to say something, suddenly seemed to feel something, he turned his head and looked in the direction where Wutian was.

When the two eyes met, his eyes immediately burst into light, and with a wave of his hand, the thunder storm that swept He Huajun turned suddenly, shattering one piece of void after another, and swept away toward Wutian! --6+16085873-->