Mythical arena, the beginning summons the emperor of the ages

There is only one possibility in this situation, which is to use the power of one day to make one person become a god.

"Ashoka, Ashoka, you are even worse than Ying Zheng."

The confrontation between the two showed signs of imbalance. At this time, Emperor Zhenwu waved his hand and muttered.

"Disarm!"

In an instant, countless weapons flew out from the Maurya army.

The reason why their army was strong was largely due to their advanced weapons. At that time, the Mauryan Dynasty's entire army was equipped with javelins and shields, as well as stone ballistas, trebuchets, siege towers, etc.

In addition, there is a special type of soldier, the elephant soldier!

With domesticated elephants as the main force, they are almost invincible.

Sure enough, the power of all things was overwhelming, crushing the sky and forcing Zhenwu back half a step.

"Pure power output?" Zhenwu muttered.

In this regard, you should go to Donghuang Taiyi for advice.

Immediately, Zhenwu grabbed an elephant and pushed it into the abyss.

It was this move that angered the elephants. Their bodies were so huge that they were bigger than mountains, and they repeated it infinitely.

Such a shocking scene was just for dealing with one person.

"From the beginning to the end, Ashoka was never handed over to take any official action."

"What exactly is his ability?"

The gods were curious.

Every personal god will be born with a heaven-defying ability.

For example, Aristotle, who has nine lives, will bet your life first.

It's a pity that he met Fu Sheng Yan Hui, who looked forward to death.

Life and death can be switched at will.

Similarly, Emperor Zhenwu's ability is also unknown.

"He is the God of War, as famous as Xing Tian. Now that he is sitting on Tiange, he should be stronger than Xing Tian before."

A Western analysis.

The current battle did not take place on the ring.

Of course, although the worlds have been opened up, in addition to the connecting channels, there are also boundary walls blocking them.

So people now watch the battle through holy law mapping.

And the one who projects these is naturally the Valkyrie Organization.

"No need to say much else. I just want to discuss one question. Who is stronger, Donghuang Taiyi or Emperor Zhenwu?"

"It must be Donghuang Taiyi, but it would be hard to say if the comparison is not with Emperor Zhenwu but with God Xuantian."

Just because Xuantian God has not become a saint does not mean that he will not become a saint after this war.

Donghuang Taiyi was also a saint who overturned the ancient Egyptian god system.

"It's hard to say, as the Western God Mao said, Taiyi God is backed by the Chu Di God System, Xuantian God's Immortal Class is in deficit, and Heaven is still in the hands of the Jade Emperor."

This is a fact, otherwise once Xiyu comes out, there will be those immortals outside the Three Realms, not to mention Tianzhu, even the three religions plus one can be pushed.

"Shh, don't talk. Look, the key point is coming."

No matter how strong the elephant soldiers are, they are still not powerful enough to kill with real force.

The divine power of the Emperor of Heaven cannot be blasphemed.

From the first to the last moment when the giant elephant was crushed, Ashoka did not take action.

"I can't tolerate you watching." Zhenwu showed his power.

Holding the Heavenly Tribulation Divine Thunder in his hand, Xi pointed towards Ashoka's head.

"Hmph, come on."

This time, Ashoka showed his Dharma and faced off against Zhenwu between the two heavens, unleashing a terrifying blow.

The big hands of both sides were shattered, making it difficult to judge the outcome.

But in subtlety, Ashoka is slightly inferior.

"It's not enough."

Ashoka was not discouraged, but waved his military flag.

"Cavalry battalion, crossbowmen, launch the second round of attack."

The mighty army pressed forward like puppets.

On the other hand, Ashoka retreated to the rear, even if he sent his troops to fight, he still made good combat arrangements.

But Ashoka did nothing and told them to just rush forward.

cannon fodder? Die in vain?

This is what all the viewers thought after seeing Zhenwu's random killings.

"Isn't this for free? Where is the talent and strategy we promised? How is fighting like this different from being a fool?"

This move greatly disappointed the people of Tianzhu, and only King Asoka enjoyed it.

Even if he is a real martial artist, he is tired of killing in the blink of an eye.

"Something's wrong."

Zhenwu suddenly realized that King Ashoka did not expect the army to take him away. Instead, he wanted to bury his army, preferably all of it.

Zhenwu didn't understand, so he reached over again and attacked again.

Ashoka did not dodge or dodge, condensing the divine energy around his body.

"boom!"

After one blow, the two of them were able to hold their own.

Looking back at the loss of more than half of the army, King Asoka could not hide his joy.

"almost."

The people of Tianzhu thought that the Maurya Dynasty would be like the Xian Qin, giving everything they had to be worthy of a saint.

But before they even started to show their power, most of them were killed.

"What exactly Ashoka is doing is different from what is written in the history books!"

Although Amnesty has won over the people, its ability to command troops is really poor.

But only Zhenwu realized the seriousness of the problem.

"You, seriously, are so ruthless that you can fight without a single blow."

The so-called war without bloodshed is based on killing people with a borrowed knife.

King Asoka wanted to use the hands of Zhenwu to destroy the peacock army.

There is only one purpose for doing this, and that is to become stronger.

Emperor Zhenwu's palms ached, Ashoka had become stronger.

Enhanced several times.

In order to find out the truth, Zhenwu used the magic of imprisoning the sky to temporarily imprison King Asoka to spy on his destiny.

Only then did I discover that his godhead had mutated, which seemed to be...

color?

There are thousands of persons in this world, and it is not surprising that persons mutate.

But at this moment Zhenwu can only think of two words: blood grid!

A person who was sacrificed with countless lives.

Even the most evil God of Death would not dare to do this.

"You are so inhumane." Zhenwu was extremely disdainful of this.

I instantly felt that it was embarrassing to be an opponent with such a person.

After Ashoka broke free from the restraints, he laughed loudly: "What? You are very disgusted. You know, you are the one who killed the person."

"Also, didn't your so-called emperor through the ages also accept the sacrifices of a hundred thousand soldiers?"

"How come I am so inhumane?"

King Ashoka's words made Emperor Zhenwu feel very dirty.

The people of the Dragon Kingdom were completely angry: "How can you be compared with our ancestors!"

But on second thought, this is very consistent with historical records of King Asoka.

brutal!

"Go on, kill this enemy." Ashoka waved his flag again.

The remaining hundreds of thousands of troops flew up again.

These people are really no different from puppet machines, how can they compare with the flesh and blood Xian Qin.

Zhenwu also knew that he had caused too many murders, and another kind of cause and effect was quietly being planted.

"Oh? You understand the compassion, it seems you are nothing more than that."

Even if Emperor Zhenwu stops killing, his bloodline has been completed.

The bloody hand protruding from the door of life and death has the potential to destroy all heavens.

However, he underestimated Zhenwu.

Emperor Zhenwu, the founder of Jiutian Demon Demon, is not a soft-hearted person, but for this murder, he has to turn the infamy back to King Ashoka.

But just as the army of 100,000 people was wiped out in an instant, Dharma energy surged over there.

I can't watch it anymore.

"That's enough! King Ashoka, even I think that you are unworthy of being a king."

A huge hand stopped an army of 100,000 men and prevented massacre.

At the same time, a steel hoop fell, revealing an old man wearing a turban.

It was Nanak, the first guru and founder of Sikhism.