Heavenly Lord Asura

Huh!

Wutian's current speed, even if Murong Feichang and the others are in their peak state, it is impossible to compare with him, not to mention that they are all seriously injured at this moment, and he is in front of everyone in just a dozen breaths.

Without a word, Wutian's big hand grabbed the void, and the invisible power transformed into two giant palms. The bodies of Buddha and Ye Luo suddenly floated up uncontrollably, and their complexion changed drastically and flew to Wutian. Before the sky.

"Amitabha, Godless benefactor, what do you mean..."

Wu Tianyi pointed it out, his **** force swiftly and swiftly, from the center of the Buddha's eyebrows, a puff penetrated, and his voice stopped abruptly.

When he waved his hand to kill the Buddha, Wutian's face didn't have any emotion at all, as if he had done a trivial thing, and then grabbed his mustard bag with invisible power. The body was already dead, bang. Falling to the ground with a sound, splashing endless dust!

"Really killed!"

The pupils of Murong Feichang and the others shrank suddenly. This person was really cruel, and the companions who had fought side by side before, actually killed him mercilessly at this moment!

Who is he, is he really the reincarnation of Shura? Why is it so cold-blooded?

At the same time, everyone present began to be scared, panicked, Wutian's decisive and simple means, indifferent and ruthless eyes, deeply shocked their hearts!

In particular, Ye Luo, who was grasped by that invisible big hand, trembles constantly, and his face has become pig liver-colored. It is as ugly as it is, and as afraid as he is in his heart.

"You are dead, only Li Erbai is left in Jianzong, but soon, I will send him to the underworld to reunite with you."

Wutian face was expressionless, his eyes flashed murderously. Before Ye Luo could speak, his big hand slammed, his body hanging in the void exploded on the spot, blood sputtering, and broken internal organs scattered all over the place!

In the blood mist, a blood-stained mustard seed bag shot in and fell into Wutian's hands. Without looking, he threw it directly into his arms, and then stared at Murong Feichang and Gui Guzi.

"People don’t offend me, I don’t offend people. I am Wutian is not a murderer, but I am not a timid person. Who, no matter how powerful the forces behind him are, I will never let it go!"

Wutian said coldly, did not continue to shoot at the four people, stepped aside and signaled them to leave.

"Thank you!" Murong Fei smiled and thanked him, leaving first.

"Wu Tian, ​​I am eager for your Nine Palace lore. Similarly, I believe that there is something you desire in this seat, but this seat will not play any scheming and look forward to a fair fight with you."

Gou Yaolong was very calm. He was thinking about fighting the Jiu Gong lore. After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for Wutian to respond. He swept his sleeves and walked away.

"I don't want to play any tricks, because you will die in my hands sooner or later." Cang Zheng was pale, his injuries were quite serious, and he almost had no energy to walk, but there was a strong confidence in his whole body.

"I am looking forward to it!" Wutian calmly.

"Humph!" With a cold snort, Cang Zheng followed Gou Yaolong and his tired body.

"Jie Jie!"

Gui Guzi stepped forward and smiled: "Wu Tian, ​​to be honest, you killed the Buddha, this seat is very upset, because he is going to die, and he should die in the hands of this seat, but you are not bad, heavy He is committed to righteousness and acts upright, and he is more than a hundred times stronger than those who are respectable. If we have the opportunity, we can cooperate. Of course, if we become opponents, we are not afraid!"

"In addition, I will tell you the bad news. The Buddha of Gutuo Temple is not the only one. There is another more powerful existence named Gu Tian. This person is known as the Buddha and Demon King in Xihuzhou. I’m so strong, I have to retreat even this seat, I hope you can do it for yourself."

To add, Gui Guzi waved his hand and turned into a black mist, gradually disappearing into the sky.

"Gu Tian, ​​Buddha and Demon King..."

There was no emotional change on Wutian's face, but he was quite surprised. There were even strong men like Gu Guizi in Gutuo Temple who had to retreat from the existence of Sanshe, how terrifying the fighting power was.

This name was deeply remembered by Wutian, and he was a little looking forward to meeting this person. He wanted to see what was so extraordinary about this person that he could be crowned with such a weird title-Buddha and Demon King!

Until this time, Han Tian and the others rushed to Wutian's side with Tianwei.

Han Tian wondered: "Why don't you kill them all? Be soft-hearted, you don't want to be your style!"

"The seventh floor of the exit to the outside world is not so easy to break through. Otherwise, it is impossible for only a dozen people or even a few people to go out alive every time in the past." Wutian smiled.

"Wu Tian is right. Murong Feichang and others have Saint Child-level combat power and will be able to help a lot at that time", nodded with breath.

"Divine breath, you really make me more and more incomprehensible", Wutian looked over, his eyes shone, but he felt that his breath was covered by a veil, isolating his sight, and it was extraordinarily mysterious. And misty.

"Isn't it the same, I can't see you through", he smiled.

Seeing the two talking and laughing and talking, Han Tian and Tiangang's gaze swept back and forth on the two of them, full of suspicion, and finally Han Tian couldn't help asking, "What's the matter with you two?" It feels like a close friend?"

Wutian did not answer, but stared at Jingmang Shuosuo's breath, and said in a deep voice: "Tell me, when Ditian died, the master who screamed was the master of the Palace of Asura. Before he died, that A trace of relief, that trace of relief, is it related to the Lord of the Asura Hall?"

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Han Tian and Tiangang were shocked, their faces full of surprise.

"Who is the uncle's death related to? You make it clear!" Zhang Su stepped forward, with murderous intent in his eyes, staring closely at Shen Xi and Wu Tian.

Similarly, the fire unicorn roared, and the wild beast's fierce might suddenly swept away, filling the ten directions, and the terrifying killing intent and flames rushed to Cangxiong and broke through the clouds.

I looked at Han Tian and several people, and looked at Wutian again. In his eyes, a touch of helplessness and sadness emerged. It seemed to feel the life of Ditian, and it seemed to feel his own destiny. There was a long silence, so my thoughts were only Turned into a sigh.

He said indifferently: "You have already thought of it in your heart, why bother asking me! Some things are destined, and no one can change."

"boom!"

The words of the divine breath, like a thunder that smashed into the skyless sea of ​​knowledge, immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then, in his face and eyes, endless anger and sorrow appeared, and there was a monstrous evil spirit. Body out...

"It turns out that Ditian's death was really caused by me..."

Unconsciously, a few tears overflowed in Wutian's eyes, sliding down his face, and dripping onto the ground.

Before Di Tian died, when Wu Tian caught the scream, he estimated that it was the voice of the Lord of the Asura Palace, but he didn’t have time to think about it. Just now, he thought about it, a bold and bold Terrible guesses appeared in my mind.

If this voice really belonged to the Palace Master, it would mean that the Palace Master had two primordial spirits, one was destroyed by Xiao Wuhao, and the other was lurking in Di Tian's body.

And the purpose is to prevent the failure of seizing the house, and leaving behind.

To put it simply, after this primordial spirit failed to seize the house of Wutian, another primordial spirit still exists, and it can wait for an opportunity to seize the house again in the future.

And the look in Ditian's eyes before he died told him that, obviously he had known this matter a long time ago, and it was estimated that he was afraid to speak frankly to Wutian under the power of the Lord Yuanshen. Therefore, at the moment of crisis, under the rules of the ruins, he chose to destroy himself, in order to use the power of heaven to crush this soul.

Thus, he himself got rid of the fate of being controlled and wiped out the last trace of hidden danger for Wutian.

Originally, these were just conjectures, but after the divine breath said, all the conjectures have become facts. Wutian felt sad and indignant. He clenched his fists, his nails broke through his skin, and went deep into the flesh, dripping blood. But as if he didn't know the pain, the killing intent filled his whole soul.

At the same time, he blamed himself in his heart, having been with Ditian for so many years, he didn't even see any clues.

If you pay more attention to Ditian on weekdays, if you tell him the existence of Star Realm and Xiao Wuhao earlier, and tell Ditian that he is capable of erasing the Lord’s soul, then none of this will happen...

But there are not so many cases, all of these things have happened and become indelible facts.

"Great Lord, even though you are the father of Shishi, you must pay the price for this matter!" Wutian naturally suspected this matter to Great Lord, because the entire Asura Hall was only owned by him and the Lord’s soul contact.

"Wu Tian, ​​what's going on? You'll have to say it!" Han Tian asked, but Wu Tian stood there sluggishly, as if he hadn't heard him, and said nothing.

"Divine Breath, you tell us quickly", upon seeing this, Han Tian pressed Divine Breath.

When Divine Breath narrated all the ins and outs, Han Tian couldn't help but burst into laughter, angrily: "Two proud sons of heaven who are a hundred times better than genius~www.wuxiaspot.com~ They both bear their heart. Harm, what a ridiculous thing! Haha..."

"Ugh!"

Tian Gang sighed, the Lord of the Palace was the one who knew the thing about the house, except Wu Tian, ​​he was the clearest person, because the first object the Lord wanted to take the house was him. If it weren’t for the arrival of Wu Tian, ​​he must be now. His soul has disappeared, and he will be replaced by the Lord!

"Wu Tian, ​​this is not your fault, the death of uncle, the group of beasts who are guilty of the Great Venerable and Dragon God Mountain Range, I swear that they will be killed and buried for uncle!"

Zhang Ji didn't get angry, but his face was so gloomy and terrible. He clasped his hands tightly and made a creaking sound. A strong murderous aura rose from his body in a substantial way!

"You don't have to blame yourself. Ditian never blamed you before he was alive. The emperor can feel this. On the contrary, he regards you as one of the few friends in his life." Huo Qilin's voice, extremely cold tone, kill It is full of meaning, but the goal is not Wutian, but the legacy of the Great Lord and the Dragon God Mountain Range.

Despite this, Wutian still couldn't get rid of his inner self-blame, his eyes closed tightly, and tears flickered...