Legend of the Asura

Flight: Free to fly at altitudes not higher than 30 meters, speed of flight = speed of movement, no change in the master's full attributes when flying.

Purple Thunder Blasting: consumes 300 lives, 100 magic, summons nine days of Xuan Thunder to strike all enemies on the ground and at altitude within 10 meters, attack within 20 meters, basic damage is Magic Attack x 200%, attack with 10% paralysis effect, no singing required, skill cooldown time 10 seconds.

Wing Sprint: The mount cooperates with the master's skill and strikes from the air to greatly increase the attack intensity of the master's skill. Effect: Attack Damage bonus 50%. Start condition: over 10 meters high; consumes magic 30, no skill cooling time.

Purple Thunder Broken Scythe: Cooperate with the master's skill, gather the power of thunder all over your body and rush forward instantly, strangling all enemies in a straight line with the master's weapon during the sprint. Effect: Linear through-attack, equal to three times the attack power of the master's normal attack, accompanied by 200 lightning damage, 100% impact and 30% paralysis effect, can burst at a distance of 10 meters, burst time of 0.1 seconds, accumulation time of 0.5 seconds. Spend magic 70, skill cooldown 30 seconds.

“What a powerful skill! ”

Especially the violet thunder shadow scythe, instantaneously enhance the skills of the big attack, the wind believes that even the immortal mount does not necessarily come with such strong skills, but Xiaobai has, and is only a level 30 skill.

What the hell is this little white guy? I don't know how many times the wind has raised such doubts, even if he is a fool should have seen Xiaobai's extraordinary.

Wind has been calculated, equivalent grade white, the combined properties far exceed small and stars with the potential of the Holy Beast.

Is it really the white tiger of one of the four legendary beasts?

The wind quickly rejected the idea that the White Tiger was the most aggressive guardian of the Five Holy Beasts, but one of its greatest weaknesses was its inability to fly, otherwise it would definitely be the head of the Five Holy Beasts. But Xiaobai obviously had wings.

What is the origin… If we continue to evolve according to this pattern, will we one day also become holy beasts?

“Brother, what are you thinking?” Looking at his slightly sluggish expression, he asked softly with pride and contentment, standing quietly there in a delicate body.

“Thinking about this little white thing.” The wind looks gently at Wind Yao: “Yao 'er, I'm glad you came, otherwise I can barely handle it alone. ”

Feng Yao smiled shallow and there was familiar happiness in his heart.

A door slowly formed around him, the wind was just about to go in, suddenly his heart moved, evil smiled, reaching for Feng Yao to catch him, fast as lightning.

Feng Yao looked at his brother strangely and saw that his right hand was only slightly swayed, and he had an extra white light gauze in his hand.

“Huh? Brother, this dress is so familiar.” Feng Yao curiously said, suddenly he saw the wind gaze straight into her chest, as if he were going to swallow her.

Feng Yao looked at his chest in confusion along the eyes of the wind, where two crystalline full-bodied coagulants * * * were trembling and exposed to the air. As his movements drew shaky milk waves, two rather tender red belets dripped briskly, shaking slightly.

Feng Yao's brain burst into flames. After half a noise, he shouted "ah” and pounced into the wind, his subconscious covering his unhung upper body.

“Brother, how can this be...” Feng Yao was confused and wondered how his clothes suddenly reached his brother.

“is… a skill.” The wind was also a little overwhelming, and he didn't expect the "Flying Dragon Cloud Hand” to work so well, stealing all of Fengyao's white veil and satin underwear directly from her, and she didn't even know it.

“Brother... give me back my clothes.” Feng Yao raised her head in shame, her beautiful delicate body twisted unconsciously, she had never been so exposed in front of her brother in broad daylight.

The fragrance on the soft flesh suddenly gave him an ape's heart. The friction caused by constant twisting made him * instantly reach the apex, his eyes swept with evil light, his right hand "Flying Dragon Cloud Hand” applied again, a small pair of moon white praise pants caught in his hand, revealing her pink delicate body without any stopping.

“Yao, I want to play last night's game again, okay? ”

Without waiting for Wind Yao to react, Wind has instantly retrieved all his gear with his mind, while pressing her incense | the big hands on her hips quickly moved to both sides, pulling her long legs apart between his firm waist, rubbing violently...

In the sea of consciousness came a slightly invisible rush to breathe, the wind slightly stunned, and then evil smiled and said with a thought: "Wan 'er, it's not good to peek. ”

“Who... who peeked, Brother Wind, you super bad, big wolf! Ignore you, huh?” Xuan Wan finished her angry remarks and refused to make a sound.

“Ah... brother... no, let's go offline... brother can do anything...” Shuufu Fengyao's long jade legs tightly wrapped around the waist of the wind, slamming | slurping | barking to make himself blush.

“Yao 'er, say so yourself!” Feng Yao's corpus was laid aside with impunity. After a while, the pampering hand ravaged between her legs, she grabbed off the line and didn't even return her clothes to Feng Yao.

Fengyao was red and bloody, withstood the emptiness and powerlessness of his body. As soon as he came out of the game cabin, he was hugged by the wind and held in his room.