Heavenly Lord Asura

The clamor of the three Shan Youde immediately detonated the audience. ;23＋wx

Everyone is filled with righteous indignation, and the foul language is unbearable!

The four of Xian Bitong's expressions quickly became gloomy.

The white-clothed old man's eyes flashed coldly, and said, "Fourth old man, let them shut up."

The middle-aged Confucian nodded, pointing out, and a finger pierced through the air, passing through Tang Yun's abdomen, blood splashing on the spot!

"Tang Yun!"

When Shan Youde saw this, the roar in Hysteri, blood and tears flowed out!

At this moment, Beixuancheng was silent, only kindness and virtue were roaring, cursing, and yelling!

The middle-aged Confucian said indifferently: "If you do not shut up, you will be killed as well."

"Come on! You bitch's crap, you are not as good as a pig or dog, what are you still rubbing?" Shan Youde growled again and again, like crazy, without the slightest fear before death.

Tang Yun was his best brother, and his death completely angered him.

"If you want to die, I will fulfill you now." The middle-aged Confucian looked cold, and Xian Bitong stopped him: "The fourth uncle puts an end to his anger. Good and virtuous talents are the key to contain Wutian. If they all die, nothing Maybe it won't come."

Jun Haotian sneered: "Xian Bitong, three old dogs, you will pay a heavy price for today's behavior."

"It's up to you? This seat is turned over!" The middle-aged Confucian's murderous intent was revealed, and the white-clothed old man shook his head and said, "Fourth old man, Bi Tong said it well. Before Wutian came, the good and virtuous people could not kill them all , Let them shut up for the time being, wait for Wu Tian to come, do whatever you want."

"Good luck for you."

The corner of the middle-aged Confucianist's mouth raised, and a sneer appeared, and the momentum came out violently, covering thousands of miles of the world. Everyone's body became stiff, and even the eyelids could not be blinked.

If it weren't for the heartbeat and breathing, they would think they were all dead.

Middle-aged Confucian Taoist: "Wutian, I changed my attention. From now on, I will kill three people every time a hundred breaths pass. Don't blame me for not believing. If you want to blame, blame your friend. You should not rant. Enraged me completely."

While speaking, the three law enforcement officers floated out of the crowd uncontrollably, and shot three fingers vigorously. The lower abdomens of the three were immediately pierced, and the front and back were bright and blood was spilled on the world!

Everyone was completely imprisoned, and their anger could not be vented, so they could only stare at the four with their sad and angry eyes.

Astral world, everything is silent!

Wutian clenched his hands tightly, his nails pierced into his hands, and blood flowed out, but he didn't seem to feel conscious.

He saw Tang Yun's death in his eyes, but even though his anger could burn the sky, he could only endure it.

Suddenly, Wutian asked, "Xiao Wuhao, have you seen Xu Yan?"

Xiao Wuhao shook his head and said, "No, I wanted to escape."

"In front of the three great sages, can he really escape?" Wutian couldn't help but sneered, then directly cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, and stopped watching the cruel and inhumane scene.

From the Ninth Forbidden Zone to Beixuan City, it would take at least three months for Xiao Wuhao to control the speed of the star realm, killing three people with a hundred breaths, how many hundred breaths in three months? How many people will be brutally murdered?

Besides, among them, there were also unarmed ordinary people, and he couldn't bear to look at them.

"Fortunately, 90% of the cultivators in the Eastern Region have come to the Western Region ancestral land to hunt for treasure, otherwise the Eastern Region will be completely finished this time." Xiao Wuhao took a deep breath, waved his small hand, and the front image disappeared, even him. Can't look directly at the cruel scene.

"What happened?" Just then, Shishi and others joined hands.

"Nothing." Xiao Wuhao shook his head.

The five women glanced at the two, the suspiciousness in their eyes was clearly visible.

From the murderous intent between Wutian's eyebrows, they can be sure that something must have happened, but Wutian and Xiao Wuhao didn't seem to have any plans to speak.

Looking at each other, the five women sat on the spot, while Shishi embraced Xiaoyi in her arms and combed her hair.

After a few breaths, the Profound Sage also rushed over. Seeing no one was speaking, he secretly transmitted his voice: "Brother, if my grandson is still alive in Beixuan City, please save him anyway. "

"I will try my best." Wutian responded, without opening his eyes.

The Profound Saint took a deep look, took a heavy step, turned and left.

There are three great sages sitting in town, but in fact he has no hope.

Time flies, two and a half months pass quietly.

Xiao Wuhao controlled the star realm and finally appeared in the first restricted zone.

Wutian opened his eyes, revealing a pair of calm and waveless eyes. After these days of precipitation, his body and mind have completely calmed down.

The first thing I opened my eyes was to nod to Xiao Wuhao.

Xiao Wuhao understood, and suddenly waved his small hand. The five poets of poetry, the two great souls of Yetian, the five great souls of Wutian, and the Xuansheng people were thrown first in the first place without preparation. restricted area.

Xiao Wuhao asked: "Do you think they will follow?"

Wu Tian said expressionlessly: "Yes, but with their speed, it will take at least four or five months to reach Beixuancheng."

Xiao Wuhao smiled and said, "Are you ready?"

Wutian nodded.

Unsurprisingly, the Shishi and others who were removed from the star realm, after regaining their consciousness, immediately screamed in disregard of the image, and then coincided with each other, and at the same time swept towards the first area.

After another ten days, Wutian walked out of the star realm and appeared in front of the portal in the first theater.

The barriers of the various battlefields have disappeared, linked together, and the field of vision is broad.

And around each portal, a large number of people gathered, forming a noisy sea of ​​people.

Most of them are treasure hunters in the Western Regions. They came here after hearing the news and wanted to say something about it. However, after learning the enemy’s strength, they dare not enter the portal anyway, but they don’t want to stop there. Depart, so all come together here.

"Meet the Lord."

The advent of Wutian immediately alarmed the audience, and everyone bowed their prayers.

"Master Saint, the other party is the three great saints, you must not go!"

"Yeah! You are going to die, so please think twice!"

"Holy Lord, you can leave the green hills without worrying about burning wood. When the adults become stronger in the future, you can avenge the dead brothers and sisters. Don't be impulsive now!"

After kowtow, all kinds of persuasion sounded in this world.

"You have also said that the people controlled by the three elders are all brothers and sisters, so how can I take care of myself and abandon them? Don't worry, I will take care of you, and wait for my good news. "

Wutian smiled, then stepped into the portal and disappeared.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but burst into tears.

A law enforcement officer soared into the sky and shouted: "Brothers and sisters, have you heard? Did you see? It is our great fortune to have the Heavenly Lord in the Eastern Region! Although we are weak, we cannot solve the problems for Lord Lord, but we With the heart, let us now pray silently for the Lord!"

Then the man fell on the ground, bent his knees, and knelt on the ground first.

For a time, people knelt on the ground one after another, with solemn and pious faces, silently praying for blessings in their hearts.

Beixuancheng!

When Wu Tian walked out of the portal, a pungent **** smell immediately pours his nose, making his mind dizzy. He shook his head vigorously, and walked to the gate of the war exploits temple. The place was full of dead bodies!

A corpse lying on the ground, on the roof, hung on the tree, and on the eaves, the originally vigorous Beixuan City has become a dead city full of corpses!

Some have rotted, exuding a heinous corpse smell!

The owners of these corpses were basically ordinary people. They had not cultivated during their lifetime, and their bodies were just mortal wombs. They couldn't stand the torment of time at all, and they were all decayed.

Those monks did not look at them, their treasures bleed, and the earth was red!

This has become the Shura hell, which is sad, angry, heinous, and sad!

Looking at the picture in front of me, without knowing it, Wutian was already full of tears, with his hands tightly clenched together, the original calm mood, like a river overwhelmed, was out of control!

Rage, it seems to burn the sky!

boom! ! !

Three more corpses fell from the sky and rolled between the corpses. Wutian could tell at a glance that the three were ordinary people.

How can they be so vicious that even ordinary people can kill them?

He thinks he is not a good person, and the creatures that die in his hands are even more incalculable, but if he wants him to kill ordinary people, he can't do it anyway.

The blood in the body was burning frantically, as if to melt his body!

"Protoss, aren't you afraid to provoke the anger and resentment!" Wutian Yangtian let out an angry roar, stepped out of the gate and rose into the sky, and his vision became wider.

And when he could see the entire Beixuancheng, his body suddenly stiffened, and he was stunned on the spot. In his eyes, a wisp of deep purple blood quickly overflowed from the corners of his eyes!

This is blood and tears!

The reason for all of this was because he saw that the entire Beixuancheng was filled with corpses~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The scene was so terrible and heartbreaking!

At this moment, Wutian's thinking became messy.

Bai Xi killed three people, and at most two or three million people died in three months, but the total population of Beixuancheng was no less than tens of millions.

The middle-aged Confucian said calmly: "You finally came, but unfortunately you are late."

Wutian didn't go to see him, and glanced at the dead bodies with hatred all the time, and said coldly: "It's not that Baixi kills three people, but why do you want to kill them all? Why don't you believe it? ?"

"Why? You should ask yourself, I'm three months late, if I don't have some fun, am I going to die of boredom." The middle-aged Confucian shook his folding fan, his tone was extremely flat, killing thousands of lives. But he didn't care about it at all.

"For fun...haha... slaughtered thousands of people, even ordinary people, just for fun...haha..."

Wutian laughed, he was like a madman, laughing wildly, until the blood and tears splashed like a fountain, his clothes, white hair, and sky were all soaked...