Legend of the Asura

“Brother Shuro, woo, it's so hot, the baby has never been so hot.” The baby's face is getting red and her breathing is getting uncomfortable. This young girl, who grew up in the happiest hotbed in the world, hasn't suffered even a little since she was a child. The wind hurts, and he estimates that temperatures are now at least 50 degrees above human capacity.

“Brother Wind, your fire! ”

The wind moved with a tight grip on the baby's body and the flame of fire started simultaneously, flaming flames instantly surrounding two people.

“Well... it's so warm, I don't feel so hot!” The baby snuggles in his arms and never feels so hot again, and his lovely little face gradually returns to normal.

Under the heat resistance of 30% of the flames of fire, ordinary high temperatures can no longer penetrate the body, the wind took a long breath of relief, prompting Xiaobai to move on.

Moving on for a few minutes, the ground has begun to turn red, and the burning sensation has slowly become true again. After all, the protection of the flame of fire has its limits.

“Spiritual wind! ”

The speed of Little White is increasing again, and as the world continues to move forward, the red world becomes purer, and even the white wings of Little White begin to appear red.

“Shit!” Watching the baby's head start to show up again with red numbers and a tight wind. In this way, they must return without even reaching a tenth of the volcano of death.

“Brother Wind, the temperature is now 300 degrees, and the temperature in the center of the Dead Volcano is at least 6,000 degrees, so that you can't even get through.” Xuan Wan said worried.

“What? 6000 degrees!?” The wind came as a shock. What's 6,000 degrees? That's the equivalent of the temperature on the surface of the sun.

And what's even more surprising is that there are people who can get through at such high temperatures.

“Baby, is it hot? Shall we go back?” If he was alone, he might have fought for his life, but looking at the baby's painful expression, he had no desire to move on, only his heart ached.

“But... the baby really wants those two beautiful clothes. ”

The attraction of cute things to teenage girls is enormous, even deadly. Even this angelic girl is no exception.

The wind laughs, and they can't go through here unless it's a miracle.

“Baby, why don't you go back to your brother's house, let him go first, and then pick you up?” The wind caressed her hot little face and said, praying darkly that her infinite space door could still pass freely on either side of Death Volcano.

“Oh... Brother Shuro, what is that blue thing? Beautiful! And it looks so cool! ”

“Blue?” Follow the baby's gaze. Indeed, in front of a cavern-like cave, a bunch of blue lights drifted strangely there, and the water-like luminosity appeared extremely abrupt in this red ocean.

“This is... the Spirit of Water! How can there be water spirits here! White, get down there!” The water spirits in front of us are exactly the same as they were on the horse hunters in the new village, so the wind recognized them at a glance.

Little White dived down and slowly approached the Spirit. Every time you approach a point, that burning sensation will be less than a point, until when Little White's body passes unhindered through the Spirit, that burning sensation disappears completely, replacing it with a long-overdue sense of freshness.

“Wow... so cool!” The baby happily spreads his arms open, his tiny diamond lips slightly apart and enjoys breathing the cool here.

How powerful water system energy is needed to lay such water spirits in places like this. The wind cautioned, and there must be a very powerful water monster or NPC in this cave.

“Oh, little girl, it's such an old surprise to be here so soon. ”

The audible sounds of moderation abruptly sound and the nerves of the wind tighten rapidly, while the baby's face shows a puzzling expression.

“Brother Shuro, I think I've heard this voice somewhere.” The baby bit his finger and thought about it seriously.

The owner of the voice almost collapsed and appeared angry, "You little girl, you can't even hear my voice! It really hurt you! ”

This is a red-haired middle-aged man, but judging by his “old” self-proclaimed stroke, this man is absolutely the same old monster who lived for thousands of years as Tianxiu. An old robe with a strange head tied to his forehead, embroidered in the middle of a big bird with wings.

“Are you the uncle who gave me candy and then gave me beautiful clothes?” The baby finally recognized him.

Middle-aged people faint, that's 50 more agile pixie pills to chase the wind!

“Of course it's me! You little girl really knows how to break bridges across the river. You can't even remember what I look like when you gave me all the good stuff.” The middle-aged man's face was disgusting, but he didn't look at the baby with a slight dissatisfaction, but was filled with love. He glanced at Little White and the breeze behind the baby and suddenly had a shocking look on his face.

“The Fantasy of Shura... You are the professional of Shura! ”

“Yes, my profession is Shura.” The look on the face of the middle-aged man stunned him. Was Shura's profession astonishing?

The middle-aged man stared at him for half a day and was surprised to find himself unable to see through his message, but then he shook his head again: “Although it was Shuro, his hair was wrong, and this white tiger was not a real white tiger. ”

“Uncle, what are you talking about? What's so strange about my brother Shuro?” The baby asked curiously. The wind was also in the mist of the clouds listening, and his ears were waiting for his answer.

“Well, you're all from different worlds, and naturally you haven't heard the legend of Tianlong Mainland. The great Tianlong Goddess once left behind a prophecy that when the Tianlong mainland was faced with another demonic disaster, there would be a white-haired Shura with white tigers to save the entire Tianlong mainland with slaughter and brutality.” The middle-aged man's voice continued, “You're Shura, yes, but without gray hair. You do have a white tiger, and although you have a good ability, you can't compare it to a real white tiger. I almost suspected you were the legendary Shura at first glance. ”

White-haired Hulo? The White Tiger?

Gorgeous gray hair, crisp white tiger, saving the continent - so powerful! The wind cannot help but yearn for itself to be the man of the prophecy.

“Uncle, is that man good? Well, without my brother Shu Luo, and Xiaobai, he's amazing, and he can fly.” The baby gently caresses the little white light to the point where there is no flaw in the hair. Xiaobai closed his eyes and enjoyed it, and the grievances that had just arisen from the words of the middle-aged people slowly dissipated.

When the middle-aged man said it was worse than the white tiger, there was an obvious cold hum in his little white nose, but it did not attract anyone's attention. But Xuan Wan understood, and at the same time there was nothing to be shocked about.

White said, "White tiger is a bird!"

Brother Feng's little white, where exactly is it sacred!

“Uncle, what are you doing here?” The baby asked. What she asks is exactly what the wind wants to ask. The unquenchable water spirit under the sea cloth of fire is strong enough to see this man. And he just heard him say, "You're finally here...” Is he waiting for the baby?

“Didn't you get the message you broke in?” The middle-aged man whites her: “Little girl, do you really think you can cross this volcano of death? Unless the fire resistance reaches 100% of what humans cannot achieve, it will never pass, and the conditions I give you are just a test of your courage, okay, your test has passed. ”

The middle-aged man was also amazed by the fact that he laid a water spirits array every 500 metres on the edge of the Death Volcano, and as long as she could go 500 metres deep and discover the water spirits array entering, he could receive the message and move on. What he didn't expect was that the Spirit Array that sent him the message was the 30th, meaning that they were still 15 kilometers deep!

Since when has this little girl become so powerful?

“Really? Am I gonna get my pretty clothes?” Babies understood the middle-aged man's words - they could get their clothes without having to cross the hot volcano, and suddenly clapped their hands laughing and their fine eyebrows bent slightly.

The middle-aged man shook his head, “Little girl, you must go to the Fire God's Capital to get it yourself... ah, don't cry, don't cry, I didn't lie to you, I sent you there.” The middle-aged man was scared to death when he saw his baby's tears almost come out.

“Ah? Did you just send me and Brother Shuro there?” The baby's grievances quickly disappeared without a trace, and the starry eyes began to flash again.

“Yeah, but only you, your brother Shuro, I can't help it. ”

The baby's little face immediately collapsed again and his mouth pounded: "No! I don't want to be separated from Brother Shu, you have to send me with Brother Shu or I won't go. ”

The middle-aged man had a headache and some jealously looked at the wind and said helplessly: “I can only use my conveying spell twice a year. If you use it twice in a row, you won't be able to go back within a year. ”