Chapter 430: The bound one, I wonder if I can break it! (Please give me a monthly ticket!)

The flower thief! The flower thief! The flower thief!

A series of faint voices rang out, echoing in Indra's ears for a long time.

"!!!"

"Emperor of Heaven, ferryman, flower thief?"

Indra's eyes condensed, looking at the person in front of him shrouded in white light, muttering to himself.

No doubt!

In this calamity, so far, he has been the emperor of Heaven for the longest time, and it is impossible for an emperor of Heaven that he does not know to appear.

As for the remaining titles, he does not know any of them!

Then there is only one possibility!

This guy is a liberator, not an existence in this calamity!

However...

"Those liberators will only wake up and appear in the era of struggle, but now they appear!"

"Did he use some means?"

Indra complained in his heart.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the throne on the high platform. A series of golden eyes shot out like a sharp sword, trying to see through this layer of white light and see the figure inside.

Swish!

A series of golden lights flashed and pierced the light.

Indistinctly, the figure gradually became clear, and the voice of the Asura rang in Indra's ears again.

"I am..."

"The Bound One!"

The Bound One! The Bound One! The Bound One!

As the voice rang out, Indra's eyes pierced through the void, and he saw a figure wearing a golden tiger skirt in the white light.

This figure has a strong body.

A pair of big arms with knotted bones, full of endless power.

But these big arms were imprisoned by the lasso, which was dark gold, like the mud plow hell, full of deep death breath, tightly binding his wrists.

Not only this lasso!

His majestic body, like the Mandala Mountain, was also covered with a rope net.

There were three layers of this rope net.

Each layer of the rope net was interwoven with long ropes, and the long ropes were magical, like the line of heaven between the sea and the sky, emitting water light.

The long ropes were seven horizontal and seven vertical.

Weaving into a rope net in a mysterious way.

These three layers of rope nets are intertwined, like interwoven dharma, seamless, binding this Asura.

"The Bound One!"

Indra's eyes flickered, staring straight at the Bound One in front of him.

He looked up and down, staring at each other intently.

In his eyes, the fingers of the Bound One suddenly trembled, and actually moved.

Hmm!

Indra frowned.

The next moment, the Bound One with two horns on his head slowly opened his eyes, his eyes burning with fire, like the fire of annihilation.

"!!!"

Indra's eyes condensed.

The eyes of the [Bound One] burned with fire, and as the two looked at each other, invisible thunder and fire intertwined and collided in the void.

Boom!

Rumble!

The dull sound of thunder suddenly resounded in the void, rumbling like the long mooing of a sacred cow, vast and endless.

"Indra!"

The voice of the [Bound One] was like thunder, echoing in all directions.

"I once... stole flowers, seized the throne of the Emperor of Heaven, and the auspiciousness in my body... dedicated all to the great heaven!"

"Now... this catastrophe!"

"You actually... stole... my name and status!"

The voice of the [Bound One] was dull, as if the anger that had been accumulated for a long time suddenly erupted and was released towards Indra.

He shook his hands.

Crash!

The lasso on his arms instantly burst into golden light.

In this silence.

One after another, dark golden lassos flew out, and these lassos were like groups of golden Nagas, golden and shining, covering the temple, like an endless wave, with no end in sight.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Countless lassos shot out, and the strong breath of death also filled this space.

"This seems to be..."

"Yama's death lasso?"

Indra murmured.

If he had some doubts before about the identity of this bound person, wondering if he was the [Liberator] of a previous calamity.

Then there is no need to doubt it now!

This guy is definitely!

The Death Lasso is in Yama's hand, and it should never be tied to this [bound person] like a torture device.

"He has the Death Lasso in his hand, so what kind of artifact is strangling his whole body?"

Indra glanced at the corner of his eye.

He looked at the three layers of rope nets on the bound person, seven horizontal and seven vertical, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Swish!

The next moment, he stretched out his big hand and suddenly grabbed the Death Lasso that was tied around his neck, and the cold breath of death instantly invaded.

The two golden hands moved together, and with a tearing sound, the lasso was torn apart.

His hands were cold just now, and the cold breath of death seemed endless.

Fortunately, he was more skilled!

Use the power of blessing to tear it off as soon as possible.

Swish!

Indra slowly raised his head.

Countless death lassoes, like falling golden rain, flew down towards him.

"Hiss!"

"How terrible!"

Indra muttered to himself.

His eyes moved slightly, and he glanced behind him, and saw the space fluctuating like water, like mist, and lassoes coming from behind him.

For a moment, he was surrounded by death lassoes.

"Name thief!"

"Death!"

The voice of [The Bound One] echoed, coming from the front.

"Name thief?"

"I have too many names, the one who hits the head, the Vedic wise man..."

"Why don't you tell me which name was stolen!"

Indra chuckled.

The next moment, he took big steps and headed upstream towards the temple.

Bang...bang...bang bang bang...

The sound of heavy footsteps sounded instantly.

Indra charged forward, taking long strides like a meteor, getting faster and faster, and rushed into the countless nooses of death.

Nooses of death surged forward.

Indra's figure flickered and passed through it like lightning.

But the noose of death seemed to be endless, coming in a steady stream and covering him almost instantly.

Indra's right hand turned into a palm knife, and he swung it forward.

boom!

The nooses broke one after another, like blooming rope flowers.

But the noose is almost endless.

Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

Death nooses shot out and wrapped around Indra's arms, legs and neck.

His five bodies were instantly bound!

The lasso was tightened, and the whole body flew into the air. The power of rolling death moved crazily and poured into the body.

Stab! Stab!

Indra's eyes narrowed.

His fists clenched slowly, and blue lightning wrapped around his arms, releasing endless lightning light.

His arms flexed sharply.

The electric light flashed and collided, burning with hot flames, and the golden light reached the sky and the earth.

The brilliance of the golden sun god armor flashes.

The power of blessing is added to you!

The nooses immediately became taut and straight, like the horizon when the sun rises in the plains.

The blessed power of this divine armor made Indra immune to the death power of this lasso.

Indra's eyes turned cold.

"I wonder if this noose can be broken!"

At this moment, his golden arms continued to bend, and his veins surged like the King of Nagas.