Heavenly Lord Asura

"Roo, don't miss this good opportunity, hurry up and record it."

The battle of the strong, especially this one that can be recorded in the annals of history, can be recorded for tribal people to observe. If you can see and understand, you will benefit a lot.

Also recorded are people from the Tianyang tribe.

At this moment, the people of the two tribes seemed to forget their hatred and grievances, staring intently at the two people who were like gods and demons.

"This sword, if you don’t die, this wood spirit will be given to you." I don’t know when Divine Breath has an extra spar in his hand. It can have a big fist, crystal clear blue light, and gleaming terrifying divine brilliance. .

"The Essence of Wood..."

Wutian's heart was shocked. Since entering the Ruins of Absolute Yin, he has never been as shocked as it is now. The only wood essence in the world is in the hands of Divine Breath, and he intends to give it to himself.

Originally, he didn't expect to get the essence of other elements, because it was too rare and the opportunity was too slim, and he didn't dare to think about it. However, what he never expected was that it appeared before him.

"If I'm not wrong, your fire spirit body is also activated by the essence of fire, and as long as you don't die, this essence of wood is yours." A light smile appeared on his face, his tone was calm and calm. , As if this is not a peerless treasure at all, but an ordinary stone.

"Why do you want to do this?" Wutian frowned. There is no free lunch in the world. It is impossible for the spirit to have no purpose. He gave him such a great gift for no reason.

For himself, he is very confident, and believes that the aura can also be seen. It is impossible to kill him with this sword alone, and the other party is going to do so, obviously it is perfecting him, and there must be clues in it.

"There is no why, if there is anything, it is to fulfill you, in other words, to fulfill myself. As for the reason, you will understand it in the future," he smiled lightly.

"In that case, then I laughed at it."

Wutian didn’t get to the bottom of it, and he slashed down with a fiery knife in his hand. The shadow of the sword that was as high as the sky was like a sword that opened up the world. The sky was shattered, and the gray air current was raging, illuminated by the shadow of the sword and the giant sword The sky fell into darkness again.

"You are strong, but this is not your strength. I look forward to another fight with you."

The divine breath turned and left, as if the gods were coming to the dust, floating out of the dust, not eating the fireworks in the world, but the sky-opening giant sword was still cut down, crashing with the blade and shadow crazily, at this moment, it was like the world reopened, terrifying The waves of air tore the sky apart!

This moment became eternal, imprinted in the hearts of everyone in the two tribes, and could not be forgotten in a lifetime.

The spirit of breath left in this way, leaving the Tianyang tribe and others behind. His back was stretched very long under the blazing light, Xiao yet lonely, as if the vast earth could not hold him alone, and it was like, he Not a person in this world at all.

This sword did not surprise Wutian and did not result in death, but the injuries were extremely serious. The internal organs were ruptured, and nearly half of the ninety-nine meridians were broken.

Moreover, after resuscitating the imperial soldier several times, the power of fire in his body has been squandered, his body is weak, and bursts of fainting crazily impact his mind.

The force of the wind was gushing, and he was still standing proudly in the air, tall and straight, like a pin of the sea, standing and not falling, he did not stop the spirit from leaving, silently looking at the fading back, there was an inexplicable melancholy in his heart.

The strength of Divine Breath is very strong. It defeated him without using the imperial soldiers. This kind of power is far superior to other Saint-child level powerhouses. It is not an exaggeration to be called a god-child, but for some reason, he is looking at him. There is always a very pitiful feeling.

An inexplicable emotion stuck in his heart, and Wutian faintly felt that the inexplicable words before his breath, and his expression, as if he was saying something, but he did not understand.

The light disappeared, darkness descended again, the aftermath of the collision between the shadow of the knife and the giant sword gradually disappeared, and the world returned to its original state. And as the light dissipated, a green light shot from the sky and fell into Wutian's hands.

This is the essence of wood!

The spirit of breath kept his words, and when he said it, he gave Wutian away from the air.

"Why on earth..."

With a wave of his hand, the Huo Lie knife broke through the void and shot towards Luo Chengyou's location. Then Wutian disappeared in this place full of doubts. His current mood is very annoying, and he does not want to pay attention to the grievances between the Nanshan tribe and the Tianyang tribe. , I just want to find a place to be quiet.

The fight is still going on, and the **** of death reverberates here, ready to reap the dead.

The battle between the Nanshan tribe and the Tianyang tribe lasted for a day and a night. It was extremely tragic. The corpses had broken arms all over the mountains and the land was dyed red with blood. You could smell a strong smell of blood when you were thousands of miles away.

The final winner is the Nanshan tribe. After all, they have come prepared. After ten years of hard work and ten years of dedication, they have achieved a murderous god, bathed in a river of blood, unable to distinguish between men and women, young and old, and murderous. !

But the Tianyang tribe has very little left, the rest are old and weak women and children.

At the end of the battle, Luo Chengyou led his men back to the Nanshan tribe. As for the old and weak women and children, he did not rush to exterminate them, leaving them to fend for themselves.

Before leading away, he also sent someone to search for Wutian, but he searched all over the area, and he didn't see him, and finally had to give up.

On a lonely mountain, a white-haired man sits on the top of the mountain, his eyes slightly closed, and his body is covered by a layer of green light. This is the power of wood, exuding strong vitality.

Wutian has been here for two days. In the two days he thought about a lot of questions, almost all about Divine Breath, but until the wound was healed in the end, he still did not want to understand, so he had to put it down temporarily and began to refine the wood essence. , Open the wood spirit body.

Half an hour later, Wutian's body trembled, his eyes suddenly opened, bursting out a blazing blue light, a fierce bird flying in the sky, very unlucky, two blue lights passed through the head, blood splashed on the spot, and fell. Died!

"Divine breath, I have written down this favor," Wutian murmured, and then suddenly got up, the force of the wind gushed, turned into a red light, and disappeared into the sky.

Half a day later, Wu Tian descended on the other courtyard where Luo Qiang was located, but he threw himself empty. There was no one in the house.

"Master, you are finally back."

Just as Wutian was about to leave, a voice full of surprises rang from outside the courtyard, and then a figure rushed in like a fire burning butt.

This person is not someone else, but Luo Qiang.

I saw Luo Qiang rushing in, looking at Wutian with beaming eyes, his face full of admiration and joy.

Luo Qiang had learned everything about Wutian from Luo Chengyou. When he heard that Wutian used one move to kill the powerhouse of the 100 dynasties, he was inexplicably shocked.

From the rubbing records, when I saw Wutian and a man called Divine Breath, the terrifying battle, I was even more excited.

Especially when I heard that this perverted senior who had been teaching himself to practice was the spiritual thieves who had been spreading wildly during this time, his careful liver throbbed. Since then, he has made up his mind that he must worship this man who is like a **** and demon as his teacher.

Therefore, he has been waiting here for the past two days. He hasn't seen anyone in the past two days. He thought there would be no chance, but Huang Tian paid his attention and finally let him wait.

"Apprentice Luo Qiang pays homage to Master!" Luo Qiang knelt on his knees, respectful.

"Uh!"

Wutian was stunned, and couldn't help but want to laugh. This little guy was quite clever. He joked: "I heard that you are not going to worship a big blonde man as a teacher. Why are you now worshiping me?"

"Master, don't fool your disciple anymore, that change... Isn't the senior master you!" Excited, Luo Qiang almost confided the two brothers and sisters secretly giving Wutian the nickname.

"Really? Do you have any proof," Wutian continued jokingly.

"Master’s true identity is now known to everyone in the entire Nanshan tribe." Luo Qiang explained with a smile. Suddenly, he realized something was wrong and his expression changed: "Master, you have repeatedly denied your identity, do you regret it? , Don't want to accept me as an apprentice?"

Wutian laughed blankly, but his face sank: "It is not necessary to be my apprentice, but you have to know that following me will not only have a hard time, but will face many powerful enemies, and there may be a life crisis at any time." .

"Why is the enemy afraid? What's the matter with thousands of powerful people? Tu'er is willing to fight on behalf of his teachers and conquer all the powerful enemies." Luo Qiang's face was solemn and his fighting spirit was boiling, showing a firm determination to follow Wutian for his whole life.

"Don't say it too early, my enemy is far from your imagination. A finger can kill you thousands of times, but your character is very suitable for my appetite. Well, as long as you are willing to surrender your soul, and I sign the soul contract, and I will accept you as my disciple, and follow me to fight the world and crush the sky!"

"Soul contract?" Luo Qiang was puzzled and looked at him puzzled.

Wutian gave a simple explanation. After hearing this, Luo Qiang nodded and agreed without hesitation.

"You can think about it."

"The disciples have thought about it."

Hearing this, Wutian nodded, and told the little guy with his heart that the soul contract was signed within a few breaths.

Huh! !

Without warning, the two disappeared in place and appeared in the star realm.

"This is..." Looking at this unfamiliar continent, Luo Qiang's eyes were completely confused.

Two hundred-mile long spiritual veins lie in front like a mountain, shaking the mind. A purple thunder and lightning, like nine gods of thunder, billowed in majesty ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The sun and moon **** plate, the mighty emperor, shocking all souls!

"This is my small world, called the Star Realm. There are many secrets here. Every secret leaked out will bring disaster to life, so I have to be cautious," Wutian said indifferently.

"small world……"

Luo Qiang was so shocked that he couldn’t himself. The master himself was too terrifying. He even had treasures beyond the scope of understanding, such as the small world. It took him a long time to come back to his senses and wondered: "Master, are the spiritual veins of the Seventh Heaven In the star world?"

Wutian nodded and waved his big hand, and the two appeared in the courtyard.

"Although you are now my disciple, but I still want to warn you, if you disclose these secrets to others without my consent, don't blame me for turning my face and ruthlessly", Wutian expressionless, his eyes have a touch of surprise Frightened cold light.

"Disciples, remember!" Luo Qiang bowed.

"En," Wutian nodded, looked at the hall where Luo Chengyou was, and said lightly: "Let's go, go and say goodbye to your father, just because I have something to ask him."