Heavenly Lord Asura

Wutian looked around, and all he could see on the faces of everyone in the Sikong clan was indifference and malice.

"People's hearts are unpredictable!"

Wu Tian sighed slightly, glanced at the ten Mai Yi old men and old old people, and said lightly: "Don't tell me any responsibilities. It's ugly. The life and death of your Sikong clan has nothing to do with me."

"Nothing?"

As soon as this remark came out, the members of the Sikong clan couldn't help but froze for a moment, and then they were angry in their hearts, and their eyes became worse.

Su Lao said gloomily: "As the inheritor of the ancestors, for the safety of the Sikong clan, why not take the lead? Just because we did not arrive in time, you just ignore it. In my opinion, you are not worthy to be the inheritor of the ancestors!"

"I have personally said that I am the inheritor of Sikonglie? Can you not impose your own wishful thinking on others?" Hearing this, Wu Tian really wanted to laugh, and his tone became colder and colder. The virtues of these descendants are very disappointing.

Old Su glanced at the Sikong War Ring on my Wutian fingers, a pair of old eyes flashed a strange color undetected, and said in a deep voice, "Since you have admitted that you are not the inheritor, then please take the ancestor's God Sikong Return the ring to us!

"dead!"

His complexion sank sharply, and the old old man's eyes shot a strong murderous intent. As the voice fell to the ground, the **** enchantment above Wutian and others' heads suddenly surged, and a **** lightning poured down!

However, to Wutian's anger, Scarlet Lightning's target was not himself and Jianyi, but Sikong Yanran!

"brat!"

Wutian's angry eyes widened, loud shouts exploded sharply, **** lightning tricks, he had seen before, and his speed could not be intercepted, only the little guy's magic!

"Damn, it's a good thing that I didn't expect Lord Frog. This kind of desperate thing came to Lord Frog. It's really **** unconscionable." The little guy complained, but his movements were not slow at all. Instantly appeared above Sikong Yanran's head.

"swallow!"

The little guy looked solemn, and when his small mouth opened, a terrifying suction suddenly appeared, and that large piece of blood-colored lightning suddenly appeared in the void, and was taken by the little guy in one mouthful!

"Fuck, it's a big game this time!"

The little guy scolded, and the scolding sound hadn't disappeared. Its body was spattered with blood, and blood stains spread quickly, and the palm-sized body seemed to be torn apart!

"Click!"

Wutian suddenly changed color, with a movement of his mind, a log appeared, and then with a wave of his big hand, the log was instantly split in half. The crystal clear and divine monkey wine suddenly appeared in everyone’s sight. Catch the little guy, without saying anything, put his body into the log and soak it in the **** liquid!

"Take care of your injury, I will settle this account for you!" Wutian smiled and said, and he didn't know when, his eyes had turned blood red, and he looked extremely crippled!

"You still have a bit of conscience, okay! Lord Frog will sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, but the old bastard's life must be ended by Lord Frog." The little guy laughed, seriously, see Wutian now It's still moved by the look of.

"Of course it's okay." Wutian smiled slightly and then turned around. Just as he turned around, the smile on his face receded like a tide, replaced by indifference and ruthlessness!

"Wu Tian, ​​you..."

Sikong Yanran had a pale face, and she wanted to say something, but she was interrupted by the ghost. She sneered: "You little niezi is really ignorant. The little one was hurt to save you. You still want to speak for the old man. As long as you kill you again and get two gods, when we get the treasure left by Sikonglie, the dark city will be ours at that time, and the so-called young master of the Sikong clan naturally has no need to exist! "

The old man didn't care, and looked down at a few people condescendingly, with a gesture of winning.

Wutian looked sideways, looked at Sikong Yanran and Crazy Shao, and said in a mocking tone, "I don't know how you feel in your heart now?"

"Big brother and the golden-eyed blood dragon blew completely for the fate of the Sikong clan. With a selfless heart, he embarked on the road of destruction, but he did not expect that he would only fulfill the conspiracy of others in the end." Crazy Shao smiled sadly.

Sikong Yanran glanced at the top ten clan elders and old elders, and asked, "Are you worthy of your ancestors by doing this?"

Shui Fengwu sighed: "Xiao Nizi, you are still too naive. They have not regarded Sikonglie as an ancestor. Now they only have themselves in their hearts. They will kill you and replace it, and dominate the dark city."

"Okay, the truth has been told to you all. Now I obediently hand over the jade pendant of the **** of war and the ring of the **** of Sikong to the old man, I can guarantee that you will keep your whole body."

"Why haven't he appeared yet?" Wutian murmured, his brows tucked into a straight line, all to this point, the Dark City Lord hasn't appeared yet, what the **** is he doing?

"It seems that we can only solve the immediate matter first." Wutian's eyes flickered, and with a wave of his big hand, the gods' left and right hands appeared out of thin air, and said indifferently: "Destroy the forbidden talisman and keep it!"

Originally Wutian was eager for the ‘ultimate killing’, but now it’s gloomy. If it is not destroyed, even if the Sikong clan is destroyed today, people on his side will most likely suffer damage.

For Wutian, the safety of Jianyi and others is several times more important than the killing of a god-level emperor!

"It seems that you won't shed tears if you don't enter the coffin. If that's the case, you will all die to me!" Su Lao roared, his soul power surged, and the ultimate killing revived. The blood surged, and the horrible atmosphere locked several people firmly. !

The sword stepped out in three steps, half-step unparalleled momentum, burst out, his long hair danced wildly behind his head, clothes hunted and hunted, like a **** and a devil descending from the world, it is daunting!

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Wutian looked around, and all he could see on the faces of everyone in the Sikong clan was indifference and malice.

"People's hearts are unpredictable!"

Wu Tian sighed slightly, glanced at the ten Mai Yi old men and old old people, and said lightly: "Don't tell me any responsibilities. It's ugly. The life and death of your Sikong clan has nothing to do with me."

"Nothing?"

As soon as this remark came out, the members of the Sikong clan couldn't help but froze for a moment, and then they were angry in their hearts, and their eyes became worse.

Su Lao said gloomily: "As the inheritor of the ancestors, for the safety of the Sikong clan, why not take the lead? Just because we did not arrive in time, you just ignore it. In my opinion, you are not worthy to be the inheritor of the ancestors!"

"I have personally said that I am the inheritor of Sikonglie? Can you not impose your own wishful thinking on others?" Hearing this, Wu Tian really wanted to laugh, and his tone became colder and colder. The virtues of these descendants are very disappointing.

Old Su glanced at the Sikong War Ring on my Wutian fingers, a pair of old eyes flashed a strange color undetected, and said in a deep voice, "Since you have admitted that you are not the inheritor, then please take the ancestor's God Sikong Return the ring to us!

"dead!"

His complexion sank sharply, and the old old man's eyes shot a strong murderous intent. As the voice fell to the ground, the **** enchantment above Wutian and others' heads suddenly surged, and a **** lightning poured down!

However, to Wutian's anger, Scarlet Lightning's target was not himself and Jianyi, but Sikong Yanran!

"brat!"

Wutian's angry eyes widened, loud shouts exploded sharply, **** lightning tricks, he had seen before, and his speed could not be intercepted, only the little guy's magic!

"Damn, it's a good thing that I didn't expect Lord Frog. This kind of desperate thing came to Lord Frog. It's really **** unconscionable." The little guy complained, but his movements were not slow at all. Instantly appeared above Sikong Yanran's head.

"swallow!"

The little guy looked solemn, and when his small mouth opened, a terrifying suction suddenly appeared, and that large piece of blood-colored lightning suddenly appeared in the void, and was taken by the little guy in one mouthful!

"Fuck, it's a big game this time!"

The little guy scolded, and the scolding sound hadn't disappeared. Its body was spattered with blood, and blood stains spread quickly, and the palm-sized body seemed to be torn apart!

"Click!"

Wutian suddenly changed color, with a movement of his mind, a log appeared, and then with a wave of his big hand, the log was instantly split in half. The crystal clear and divine monkey wine suddenly appeared in everyone’s sight. Catch the little guy, without saying anything, put his body into the log and soak it in the **** liquid!

"Take care of your injury, I will settle this account for you!" Wutian smiled and said, and he didn't know when, his eyes had turned blood red, and he looked extremely crippled!

"You still have a bit of conscience, okay! Lord Frog will sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, but the old bastard's life must be ended by Lord Frog." The little guy laughed, seriously, see Wutian now It's still moved by the look of.

"Of course it's okay." Wutian smiled slightly and then turned around. Just as he turned around, the smile on his face receded like a tide, replaced by indifference and ruthlessness!

"Wu Tian, ​​you..."

Sikong Yanran had a pale face, and she wanted to say something, but she was interrupted by the ghost. She sneered: "You little niezi is really ignorant. The little one was hurt to save you. You still want to speak for the old man. As long as you kill you again and get two gods, when we get the treasure left by Sikonglie, the dark city will be ours at that time, and the so-called young master of the Sikong clan naturally has no need to exist! "

The old man didn't care, and looked down at a few people condescendingly, with a gesture of winning.

Wutian looked sideways, looked at Sikong Yanran and Crazy Shao, and said in a mocking tone, "I don't know how you feel in your heart now?"

"Big brother and the golden-eyed blood dragon blew completely for the fate of the Sikong clan. With a selfless heart, he embarked on the path of destruction, but he didn't expect that ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ would only fulfill the conspiracy of others in the end. "Crazy Shao smiled miserably.

Sikong Yanran glanced at the top ten clan elders and old elders, and asked, "Are you worthy of your ancestors by doing this?"

Shui Fengwu sighed: "Xiao Nizi, you are still too naive. They have not regarded Sikonglie as an ancestor. Now they only have themselves in their hearts. They will kill you and replace it, and dominate the dark city."

"Okay, the truth has been told to you all. Now I obediently hand over the jade pendant of the **** of war and the ring of the **** of Sikong to the old man, I can guarantee that you will keep your whole body."

"Why haven't he appeared yet?" Wutian murmured, his brows tucked into a straight line, all to this point, the Dark City Lord hasn't appeared yet, what the **** is he doing?

"It seems that we can only solve the immediate matter first." Wutian's eyes flickered, and with a wave of his big hand, the gods' left and right hands appeared out of thin air, and said indifferently: "Destroy the forbidden talisman and keep it!"

Originally Wutian was eager for the ‘ultimate killing’, but now it’s gloomy. If it is not destroyed, even if the Sikong clan is destroyed today, people on his side will most likely suffer damage.

For Wutian, the safety of Jianyi and others is several times more important than the killing of a god-level emperor!

"It seems that you won't shed tears if you don't enter the coffin. If that's the case, you will all die to me!" Su Lao roared, his soul power surged, and the ultimate killing revived. The blood surged, and the horrible atmosphere locked several people firmly. !

The sword stepped out in three steps, half-step unparalleled momentum, burst out, his long hair danced wildly behind his head, clothes hunted and hunted, like a **** and a devil descending from the world, it is daunting!

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