Chapter 319: Sukara returns, I have a solution! (Please give me a monthly ticket!)
"How are things?"
Taraka asked.
Hearing this, the three brothers Lianmu, Xingmu and Dianhuan looked at each other and walked to Taraka's side.
"Father!"
"We were seriously injured at the time, but my grandfather had already relented. I almost persuaded him to come here!"
"Who knew that [Bharaharata] would come and intervene!"
"Grandpa helped us recover from our injuries and then let us come back!"
Dianhuan spoke.
Hearing this, Taraka's face darkened.
Bāraharata!
This guy even ran over to do some mischief!
hateful!
Taraka frowned, thinking about the solution. [Balaharata] was powerful and meditating in the human world, but his son was under King Bali.
Maybe you can take advantage of it!
While Taraka was thinking, he raised his brows suddenly, lowered his eyes, and looked at the vast land.
Um? !
His eyes radiated divine light, and he vaguely saw the figure of the sacred beast master entering the earth.
"This is Datian, Datian has entered the earth!"
"He wants to give out blessings?"
"That place is... Sukara!"
Sukara! Sukara! Sukara!
Taraka's eyes suddenly widened, he lowered his head casually, moved his eyes left and right, and then burst into laughter: "Teacher Asura, hahaha!"
"Walk!"
"Sukara's penance is over, let's go see the teacher!"
Taraka laughed.
With a smile on his face, the skull necklace hanging around his neck crackled, he swung his arms and walked towards the outside of the palace.
The three stars looked at each other and followed closely.
Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!
The three of them came to the earth again.
Thick dense fog is spreading everywhere, and the hot white gas is constantly steaming, like a terrifying steamer. The heat is filled with water vapor, steaming the flesh and blood.
boom!
Boom!
The hot air rose to high altitudes, surging up and down, forming countless clouds, and terrifying blue thunder and lightning filled the sea of clouds.
Tap tap tap!
There was a faint sound of footsteps, and Taraka, who was coming, looked up and saw a white-haired immortal holding a long staff and a cold face.
Uh-huh! Uh-huh!
The eyes of Taraka and Sukara flickered, and their eyes met each other. In the swirling clouds and mist, they collided together instantly, as if endless sparks were produced by friction.
Teacher Su Jialuo opened his eyes wide.
He stared at Taraka in front of him and said.
"King Asura! Where is Bavivan?"
Instructor Su Jialuo frowned.
When he entered the penance, the original Asura King was [Babiwen]. Now that he has completed the penance and received blessings, the Asura King has changed again.
Could it be that Baviwen's attack on heaven failed?
"That's right!"
"Bhavivan has been defeated, he died in the hands of Indra!"
"I am Taraka!"
"Son of the Vajra Body! Today's King Asura!"
Taraka spoke.
boom!
Boom!
Terrifying thunder echoed in this realm, one after another, the bombardment was deafening.
Su Jialuo was slightly startled.
The next moment, he took a deep breath, looked around at the heat mist, and continued to ask.
"How did the world become like this?"
Sukara asked.
"This matter is not important!"
Taraka was noncommittal.
His predecessor, King Boli, used the Victory Ceremony to transform the land and restore part of the livable environment.
It’s just that the Asuras in the earth realm are too destructive.
Practice hard! Move your hands!
As they fought, the earth was shattered, the fire burned, and a lot of water was summoned by the power of the Victory Festival. In the end, after the destruction, it became like a steamer.
However, this state of affairs cannot last long.
In another 10,000 years at most, it will be almost time for the earth to return to its original magma environment.
"Please mentor, save me!"
Taraka put his hands together, stared at Master Asura, and bowed.
Uh-huh!
Soon, Sukara followed Taraka to the heaven, and listened to Taraka's explanation of the changes that had occurred in these years.
"tutor!"
"Please help me kill the Son of Heaven and save me!"
Taraka put his hands together and said.
Uh-huh!
Immortal Sukara suddenly raised his head.
He stared at Taraka in front of him, and the handle of the black snake staff in his hand hit the ground with a deafening sound.
"snort!"
"Don't try to kill the Son of Heaven. No one can kill the Son of Heaven!"
Sukara said angrily.
He is a loyal believer of Mahatma, and the Taraka in front of him actually wants him to kill the son of Mahatma, which is simply treason.
impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
Seeing this scene, Taraka's eyes turned cold, his eyes were like lightning, he stared at Sukara, and asked a loud question.
"Have you forgotten your duty as Asura's mentor?"
"Sukara!"
Sukara! Sukara! Sukara!
Taraka said angrily.
Uh-huh!
Immortal Sukara clenched his cane and froze in place for a moment.
Taraka's eyes were cold.
He took two steps forward and approached the Sukara Immortal in front of him. The skull necklace around his neck exuded a faint green cold light, which was heart-stopping.
"When your mother was killed, who took you in? He was willing to avenge you and asked you to be your Asura mentor!"
"It's Asura!"
Taraka's eyes were shining brightly as he stared at Immortal Sukara and made a low voice.
He took long steps and slowly approached Sukara.
"You have been practicing hard for many years, who is looking forward to your return and coming to welcome you!"
"It's Asura!"
Taraka opened his arms, raised them high to the sky, and let out an angry roar. Then he suddenly looked at Su Jialuo, his eyes were like fire, burning on Su Jialuo's body.
"Are you going to abandon the Asuras! Give up your hatred?"
Taraka questioned.
boom!
Immortal Sukara froze on the spot, thunder and lightning flashing in front of his eyes, and the muffled sound of thunder continued to echo in his ears.
His fingers were tightly holding the pitch-black snake staff, the tips of his fingers were clenched and turned white without a trace of blood.
Uh-huh!
The next moment, Immortal Sukara suddenly raised his head.
He frowned, his eyes radiated cold light, gritted his teeth, and said slowly: "Only the power of Heaven can defeat the Son of Heaven!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Taraka's eyes flashed, and the three Lianmu brothers also showed surprise.
"The power of heaven?"
Taraka Asura narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Sukara and asked.
Suck~
Immortal Sukara took a deep breath.
He held the snake staff and made a low voice, saying: "That's right! Only the power of the sky can kill the son of the sky!"
"Datian is the God of gods!"
"His son also has unimaginable power. Only the power of the sky can kill this son of the sky!"
Immortal Sukara said.
Hearing this, Taraka turned his head.
The hair on his smooth head stood up high and swayed like jet-black horse mane. The skull necklace around his neck also collided together, making a strange sound.
"I see!"
"I understand everything!"
"There is a way, hahahahaha!"
Taraka Asura opened his arms, raised his head and laughed.