Chapter 1264

Chapter 1264

Fan Wujie was dragged into the palm by a huge dark golden palm, suppressing it to the bottom of Luo Luolu's ancient city. At this time, Fan Wujie found that under the suppression of this giant city, there was a huge shadow in the bottom. The blood mist vortex leads to the bottom of the sea of ​​blood that is unpredictable.

Yunyuan Yu exclaimed, "This is where the great ascension of the ancient city of Asura is?"

"You mean, the ancient city of Asura was built because of this huge blood sea and sea eye?"

But Yuyuan Yu said with a bitter smile, "Instead of being established because of this great fortune, it is better to say that the establishment of the ancient city of Asura is to suppress this weird vortex! There must be great danger in it."

"Nonsense!" Fan Wujie rolled his eyes and said, "Asura people have all built prisons here. Is it still a blessing for us?"

He struggling violently, and said to the giant holding on to him, "Friend, I treat you sincerely, why did you hurt me?"

"I pointed out according to your good intentions, pretending to destroy the true story of the ancestral demon ancestor, but angered King Ashura, and was driven into these despair. Why on earth did you harm me? I also hope that my friends will look at me in the past and give me two sentences, so that I'm staring at death! "

Fan Wujie and Yuan Yu were beaten into the **** vortex below the ancient city of Asura, and the **** Asura who was holding him faced with guilt and said, "I want you not to say that you are under the gate of killing the demon ancestors, but nothing Let you blow such a big cowhide! Because the king is not the one who kills the demon ancestors and is repeatedly excluded, so if you say that you are the one who kills the demon ancestors, the king will definitely humiliate you. "

"But I don't know if you have such a big tone, you're brave enough to rescue the Demon Demon!"

"This destruction of the ancestral ancestor is a taboo of the flood and even the heavens and the world. To rescue him is to set off the world calamity. Can this be said casually? See you can't live for a while and a half! Tell me quietly You, although it is said that the Ashura tribe is a blood sea race created by killing the demon ancestors, but in the oldest legend of Ashura, we were created by the monster, those who followed the flood and fell into the famine. Descendants of the devil. "

"Mo Luo, is Mo Luo 睺, the real name of the Demon Demon."

"No one would believe this ancient legend at all. Killing the demon ancestors suppressed the destruction of the ancestors. Our magic path knows the best way to avoid harm and understand the current affairs! Who will follow a suppressed annihilation of the ancestors!"

"Now we are mixing in the returning guild, cultivating the avenue of destruction, and being touched by the light of Luo Demon ancestor, naturally we must say that we are under the gate of the Demon Demon God, so we re-identify the ancestors and establish the ancient legend as orthodoxy. Destroy the branch of Asura created by the demon ancestors, some terrible existence in this return will be honest, and dare not come to provoke us. "

"But this does not mean that we dare to release the old man who destroyed Demon Zu!"

"Since the human race was born, we, the Ashura, have been born to mother-in-law. The queen mother believed that the human race is the real born demon seed. The human race is inherently cunning and vicious, deep and terrifying, and very evil. Far more than our simple Ashura, so he established the Great Ashura Demon among the human race, which means that the human race occupies my magic path. "

"My king was dissatisfied at that time, so I framed Asura's demon teaching several times, and the result ..."

"As a result, you haven't played the Terran Devil?"

When Wu Fan saw the **** Ashura blushed, he couldn't help hiding his face and sighing, "I humiliated the human race!"

I was actually given a routine by you, the seemingly mean Ashura! Lost the face of the seniors of the Ashura tribe that had been secretly calculated in the past ... Van Wucai knew the truth, but was even more frustrated than he was just now.

"Three views of the demon are really distorted. One pits others and is not ashamed, but proud of it. One is hidden behind the enemy and feels ashamed. He feels that he has not realized the vicious essence of the demon." Yuan Yu Lao Dao said with grief. What about the distorted view of three, righteousness and morality? What about the spirit of the human race? "

God Ashura will scratch his head and say, "Human races are very insidious. The King commented that when your races are weak, you are good and harmless, and you are good to others. Once you are strong, you will do nothing evil. You are passionate about destruction and killing. A race can have more killing and destruction characteristics than your race. Your heart is full of exuberant destruction at all times. It is indeed the most evil race in the flood! "

"The king said that losing to the human race was the most convincing loss of his life. Your human race was cruel to yourself, even harder to others, holding up a butcher knife to your own race, and cruel to others. It is indeed the true seed of the magic path identified by the killing demon ancestors. "

"You export the set of benevolence and morality to the outside world, but you use benevolence and morality in your back ground, and the bloodless killing of any soldiers. Any beautiful thing that has reached the hands of the human race can become a weapon of killing and destruction. Hope lies in the future of the magic road. "

"Only when the king realized this, he had to flee and return to the market. Because he stayed in the heavens and the world, sooner or later, the Ashura will be destroyed by your people! Even if he is not lucky, he will definitely be repaired Shura's undead human magic has evolved peacefully from within. "

"Also, do you say that ... are those righteous people in Wang Shang's mouth full of righteousness and morals, but more treacherous than the demon?" God will put his hand on the halberd, and there is a word of Yuan Yu If you can't answer it, you just pull your sword and cut people.

Yuan Yu's old face remained the same, and his heart didn't beat lightly, "I originally hoped to brainwash you with righteousness and morality, to make you feel ashamed of us, and then to plan you while you are not prepared ... Since you can see, then I Don't pretend! All the people who practice the magic in this world are our competitors. If there is one more bad person in the world, our living space will be smaller. If there is a good person, there will be a fat sheep to kill. "

"Even if it is magic, it also likes good people, and hates those who are vicious and sinister. The greatest dream of every person in magic is that there is only one bad person in the world. So don't look at me to promote morality and morality to others, but they are all routines!"

"Yeah! Or your human race is fierce ..." God Ashura will also say with emotion. "Originally the famine world is so simple. Our Ashura is just a little cunning, and those heavenly people and innate races that can pit can't find the north, Take advantage of it, and your tribe was born. With a belly full of flowers, our Ashura is simple and honest! Then we forced Ashura to live in the heavens and the world and had to hide here. "

可见 "It can be seen that one evil is higher than one evil."

God Ashura will sincerely say, "In the city of Luo Luo, the hypocrite of the right path will be beheaded as soon as it comes in, and those who cannot afford it will be exiled to the return to danger. In order to give us a mouthful of asura being bullied by the human race and being killed by the slaying demon ancestor as the queen mother. It is only when the king sees the destruction of the demon ancestor that the king has a good voice. "

"If you are posing as a miscellaneous card under the door of Destroyed Ancestors, and you have not rescued the earth-shaking conspiracy of Destroyed Ancestors, maybe there will be an end, now ..." God will sigh, shake his head, pinch the two, and send them to the blood. In the sea vortex, Fan Wujie and Yuan Yu were thrown into the depths of the blood sea in the blink of an eye.

The powerful power of the Blood Sea Vortex twists the space-time inside like noodles, a long and thin one, and bends deeper and deeper. Fan Wujie is like being stuffed into a thick channel of noodles by a powerful force, The whole body was squeezed into a long strip, and the crazy spin was sucked into the blood sea swirl.

The strength of the Avenue of Destruction echoed in the whirlpool of blood.

If there is a little bit of existence, it will inevitably go to decline and destruction. Vatican Wuzhe used the real light of Zhouguang to put a 10,000-year time barrier in front of him, and then he managed to survive the waves of destruction and tide, and lived successfully. Fallen into blood sea imprisonment. Even so, he also felt that the avenue of destruction was coming like a tide, and the guangzhou water that was infected by the erosion, in turn, eroded his life and life.

臭 Sweat began to ooze from his armpits, and dirt appeared all over his head. The iris on his head, which represented Daojun's fruit, naturally wilted!

This means that he has begun to fall into a scourge, and Fan Wujie feels that he is going on like this. He may not be able to survive for ten years ... Now that there is no Zeguang true water, he will be destroyed by the avenue of destruction, and he will protect himself with the true light of Zhouguang. The avenue of destruction will provoke the power of pollution into decay, but fortunately, this force is only a small amount compared to the actual decay.

"Congenital time repression!" Fan Wujie can only sacrifice Taoism and let it suppress the power of time for himself.

Looking at the power of the Tao being consumed by decay, bitterly, Van Wujie's distressed chest is hurting. This is his savings for enlightenment in the future! Fortunately, the power of Taoism can persist for a longer time, allowing his Taoist monarchy body to slowly recover its purity, and although the strength of Taoism is declining.

But the rudiment of the avenue inside is being polished to become more mature.

"Vatican friends!" Fan Wujie suddenly heard a pitiful cry in his ear. He turned his head to look, but it was the old Taoist priest who floated up and down in the eyes of the Blood Sea Vortex. There was only a thin one beside him. The layers of starlight support him from being destroyed by the avenue of destruction, and it looks like it won't last long.

Wu Fan sighed without hesitation, let go of Guangguang Zhenshui, and let him in.

"Vatican friends ..." Yuan Yu, the old Taoist priest, said, "This wave of extinction may be over! We will work together to support this distance!"

"Old Taoist!" Fan Wujie said coldly, "This is your survival experience in Guihui?"

"How do I know these Asuras are black-hearted, and their acting skills are so good ... Just thinking that they are hiding in the depths of the Guixu is definitely a loyalty to destroy the ancestors. I have also heard the ancient legend of the origin of the Asuras. It is said that they are shrouded in the ruins of the demon ancestors so that they can be so nourished in the depths of the ruins. When I heard that King Ashura wanted to do something big, of course he would think that they wanted to save the demon ancestors Know they don't follow the routine! "

Yuan Yu Lao Dao patted his face and said, "Also, it is so moist to live in the ghost town of Guixu. Of course, it cannot be the true loyalty of destroying the demon ancestors. They killed! "

"I should have thought that I was willing to take root in the ghost place of Guixu, either the devotees who destroyed the ancestors, wanted to rescue the annihilation of the ancestors, destroyed the heavens and earth, created their world, or could not hang out outside. I have always thought that the Ashura tribe is the former in the name of the latter, disguised as a loyal destroyer of annihilation. "

"But I forgot that there is another possibility!"

"They may or may not be guarding the annihilation of the demon ancestors, who will not allow him to lift the seal! She Mo Li must be a multifaceted spy ... Maybe how can we ask us to pay tribute to Xuanmen Buddha Gate? Weak destruction The demon ancestors won the invitation for their loyalty, and the powerful one claimed to destroy the ancestral line of the ancestors, and secretly reported to the Xuanmen Buddha Gate. "

"They are eating up and down!"

"You want to understand now?" Fan Wujie stared at him. "Why did you go?"

"How can I think that Guixu is the most famous. The entire race repairs the Destruction Avenue. Ashura, who is known as the Devil's Ancestor, will be like this ghost. I only say that the Destruction Avenue is powerful and the Devil's Destruction force is the strongest. How can you think that there is still an undercover ... Don't rush to discuss who is responsible now, just save your life and talk! "

The eclipse blood mist below has become a liquid, recreating a trace of the mighty blood sea of ​​the past. The entire eclipse blood sea is more concentrated as it goes down, and in the lower part of the ultra-high density of the sea eye vortex, it simply becomes Liquid, restores the true state of the Blood River. The drop of Blood River Real Water eroded by the Destroyed Avenue surpassed the Blood Mist of Eclipse Yuan by a drop.

Wu Fan was so scared that all the souls could escape, and a trace of blood mist derived from the eroded blood river real water was so terrible that it fell into the blood river real water eroded by the avenue of destruction.

Suddenly, Fan Wujie glanced vaguely at the center of the swirling vortex in the real river of blood, a sensational bone of a white bone, stubbornly stretched out, as if to hold up a sky, as the two fell sharply, the palm bone was in sight China is getting bigger and bigger, and finally occupies all the sights.

The palm of that unknown demon rising from the vortex of blood sea is like a magnificent continent.

Its knuckles rise into high mountains, bone fractures become canyons, weathered erosion cracks become thousands of ditches on the continent, and its hand bones, the divine power, prop up a piece of pure land in the blood sea vortex. The space eroded by the forces of destruction, but after a closer inspection, it was found that the original hand bones contained more magical forces of destruction, which suppressed the aftermath of the avenue of destruction.

推 Calculating according to the proportion of the body, Brahma was shocked to find that the unknown demon, if the true body is intact, will be no less than a world, which is larger than most of the worlds, which is about the size of a complete Brahma world.

Wu Fanjie took Yuan Yu to the center of the continent formed by the magical hand bones.

高度 This point was smashed down. For the two, it was really nothing. Yuan Yu Lao Dao immediately patted his buttocks and looked at the pure land with a complex look. "It turned out that the Ashura were not traitors from the beginning!"

On this piece of white-bone continent, there are broken corpses all over the place. Those who can survive the destruction force are at least the innate souls of the gods, or the innate souls who have become monks.

But from the perspective of those unusually tall skeletons, all innate creatures are buried here.

Here ... how many people have died! Fan Wujie felt that his hands and feet were cold, and there were more than ten million dense bones. King Ashura filled ten gods every day, and it would take countless years to fill them. So how did these white bones accumulate? What kind of terrible battle happened here?

Wu Fan glanced at the huge hand bone holding these white bones, and his heart was as if "just a hand bone can suppress the destructive power of the Blood Sea Vortex Center. How powerful was this demon before his death?"

"This is a king of Ashura, and a great king of Ashura who rules over the kings of Ashura!"

Yuan Yu's tone suddenly said, "He was conspired by his tribe, trapped in the blood sea sea eye swirl, but although blood sea sea eye can kill his body, but he can't kill him, so he roared hard, his voice was thunderous, Echoes in the eyes of the sea for countless years.

"Really?" Fan Wujie wondered, "Why didn't I hear?"

"You use the real light of Zhouguang as a barrier, delaying the time for the roar to pass into your ears. It will take 10,000 years to hear that roar. The old man heard it really. When he originally fell into the sea eye, the old man though It ’s better that you have the invincible magical power of Zhou Guangzhen's bodyguard, but it is not a soft persimmon, and you have the ability to press the bottom of the box with one or two hands. You ca n’t be so embarrassed. The roar shook me! "

"That really looks like a thunder."

"Looking at the Blood Sea Vortex, even if he died, the great Ashura King can still firmly take root in the center of the Vortex. It has not changed for thousands of years, and it can be seen that his deity has reached immortality and immortality. In the realm of Chi, it was because the body reached this state that Huang Di had no choice but to suppress his body. "

"Look!" Yuan Yu pointed at the center of the Blood Sea Vortex. Under the rolling blood of the real river, Fan Wujie was faintly aware of the outline of the real demon body that resisted the impact of the center of the Vortex.

"From the undercurrent where the blood of the Blood River is blocked ... the King Ashura has extremely wide shoulders. His wide shoulders can make the sea water swell and roar like thunder ... this reminds me of a big Ashura King ... the bravery first, King Posada Ashura, the pioneer of Asura's war against the gods! "

"This is a sad betrayal ... The Poya King should believe in the ancient origins of the Ashura tribe ... No, he should be the king of the Ashura who followed the Mora, then the predecessor of the Shemeri tribe. The king, who defeated the demon ancestral Luoluo and killed the ancestral Mingzu Minghe in the struggle for orthodoxy, was suppressed into the eye of Guixu. "

"Of course his subordinates will also be liquidated."

"King Asura led the remnants of Luo Yi to the Guixu, but wanted to rescue the old master, but the situation has gone, they were betrayed. The killing ancestors secretly bought his subordinates when he was besieged by Xuanmen Buddha Gate. Suddenly, he shot him into a Jedi in the market and trapped him. "

"Killing the ancestors of Minghe, the ancestors slammed the sea of ​​blood, poured into the ruins with monstrous blood waves, drowned the Poya King who was trapped in the Jedi, and formed the sea eye with the destroying power of the sea of ​​blood to destroy the Poya King The body of the immortal demon, eventually Yuan Jian sword penetrated from the top door, ended the life of this powerful King Asura www.wuxiaspot.com and then suppressed the remaining loyal members of Luo Yi to the blood and sea Eyes locked up! "

"At the last moment of death, Poya King rose to the last trace of strength, roaring and extending his hand out of the sea of ​​blood, holding up his subordinates, forming this pure land!"

"How do you know this!" Fan Wujie looked like a ghost.

"I not only know this, I also know who betrayed Poya King!" Yuan Yufeng said indifferently, and Fan Wucai came to understand after a little thought. "On the sea eye of King Shemoli, he suppresses Blood vortex, it is not difficult to infer that he was the subordinate who betrayed Poya King. "

所以 "So the Asura tribe did not betray the destroyer of the ancestors at the beginning, but after a tragic coup and the opponents were suppressed, they completely betrayed the ancestors of the annihilators!"

"These things, you should know from that roar!"

"That's right!" A grinning voice in the tone of resentment took on the words, "It was because of the traitor, Shemoli, that my king was secretly killed! We were suppressed here, and the plan to save the ancestor was defeated! We have been imprisoned for countless robberies, and we can persist until now to find revenge on that traitor! "

A bone-like cadaver with nine heads and twelve arms climbed from the side of the corpse bone, staring at blood-red eyes. He seemed to have not spoken for many years, and his voice was as unpleasant as sawing wood. It was horrifying.

Alas.