Legend of the Asura

Close the map in your hand and the wind finally takes a long breath of relief. Combined with the environmental distribution here and the human and material resources available in the Imperial City and the Three Main Cities, he finally decided on the scope and size of the new city, and then started construction.

Another “permanent portal” was completed in his hands, and the other was connected directly to the Plaza of the Emperor City of Tianlong. As soon as the transfer array was complete, it immediately attracted the sights of countless players, but soon dozens of machete guards appeared around the transfer array, surrounding it with impervious ventilation and strictly forbidding anyone to step in.

The magic value of the permanent portal is permanently reduced by a thousand every time, but with that infinite wealth in mind, the wind doesn't even feel any pain.

Connect the City of Ice and Snow tomorrow, and connect the Fire God's Capital the day after tomorrow. After a period of material transfer through the transmission array, you can officially start building the City. There is absolutely no need for him to worry about specific matters relating to the construction of the city. The fat man in the Imperial City is preparing everything for him. Even the map of the city and the drawings of the buildings had been sent to him.

Hand over the painted range map to the workers from Tianlong Imperial City, look at the time, and return to Tianlong Arena. This morning was the semi-finals, the first game, and it was him with Hate Day. He had some hidden expectations.

And for most of us, this is also the most popular game, even more so than the final this afternoon. Because this is the collision of the truly powerful - the most powerful and mysterious Shura and the God-killing! It was regrettable that they had met prematurely.

“Boss, how did you get here? The game is about to start.” Xiao Tian looked at the time and said that it was less than a minute away from the game time.

“The building of the city was delayed. ”

Again, the eyes filled with scorching warfare, the wind sees with a fiery look in the silence of hate, a slight smile, but with interest to look away at the rain. Her little stars, no impurities in her eyes, always attracted him. Hate the day hummed, instantly moved onto the arena, just his eyes, still locked the wind under the stage.

“Boss, even I can kill him, you won't fall into his hands.” Xiao Tian hey smile, no one knows more about the power of the moment than he does. In his mind, it was a game without suspense.

Without an answer, the wind also instantly moved to the arena, smiling and hating the sky.

All of the top two players came out, but there was no cheering or screaming. Shura's ruthless tactics, his hateful and intense murderous breath, made the whole scene strange and quiet, and even the whispering of whispers completely stopped. Everyone stares at the arena and waits for the game to begin.

“Who the hell are you?” With his arms in his arms, the wind looked at him.

No answer, not even a shudder in the eye.

“What's your last name?” The wind suddenly asked, his eyes suddenly grew sharp, but he still didn't catch a slight fluctuation in the look of hate.

“In the name of God, the power of God. It's called killing gods. Originally from the warring gods of the Warring States of Huaxia. It has been rumored that he has spent more than 30 years in the battlefield, and that the army of the Six Kingdoms will be scared to death if it is heard that he brings troops to the battle. It is precisely because of him that all countries dare not engage Qin. In total, more than one million troops of the six countries have been exterminated in battle. But there has never been a defeat, the title of God, not a single thing. ”

“There are more than a million people who died because of him. And in Changping World War I, he killed more than half a million people in one place. Since then, it has been crowned ‘God Killer' and 'Murderer'. And my father once told me a very interesting rumor that because his hands were stained with so much blood, he had finally fallen into the slaughter path and had the powerful, cruel, bloodthirsty power to kill God. ”

“It is undoubtedly a force of cold blood and killing. The brilliance of a life in vain is infinite, but the end is tragic... given to death by the King Qin. Why did King Qin want him dead? Are you afraid of the God-fearing Lord, or that you can't control your own unprovoked power of killing and seek death yourself? And the Bai family, is that really why they're dead? If not, will this power be inherited as the White Family bloodline passes on... this is really some very interesting questions. ”

The sound of the wind is calm and slow, and I hate listening quietly, without a slight reaction.

“What a surprise. Coincidentally, I actually got a hint of the white descendants, but unfortunately, the white family continued the last trace of blood for thousands of years and was slaughtered 20 years ago. All that remained of the family except for the disappearance of one man, one woman and two children. And no one knows the culprit of this tragedy, and the purpose of it all...”

A slight hint of noise enters the wind, the slight tremor of the Yellow Springs of the Last Day and the sound of friction on the ground.

The smile flashed in the corner of the wind, and at the moment of the "start of the game" prompt sound, he suddenly said in silence: "It's the Demons who saved you!! ”

The silent face finally fluctuated dramatically, and his only answer was to raise the Yellow Springs of the Last Day in his hand and draw a bloody arc of light towards the wind.

The wind could not escape, leaving his attacks to himself.

- 12500.

“You're not my opponent.” The wind glanced at the numbers coming out of his head and said with a careless look. This hurt enough to kill a regular player several times without threatening him at all. In just three seconds, the lives lost will be fully restored.

“Your performance has given me the answer, turns out there are so many incredible things in the world. I'm really getting more and more interested in what's hidden in this Round of Worlds. Of course... I'm more interested in the demon race you're in. ”

A tremendous amount of tear came from the front, the wind did not have any struggling movements, and the body was pulled over carelessly. This skill of sucking enemies is a nightmare for weak, small enemies, but is sometimes a skill of finding death when compared to your powerful enemies.

Without waiting near the body of Hate Heaven, the wind finally summoned his weapon, and he smiled lightly, before the Yellow Springs of the Last Day struck him, his hands slammed to the ground.

“Earthquake!!! ”

The loud explosion made everyone feel like the ground beneath them was trembling. In the yellow light that blew up, Hate Heaven's body was pounded out and the blood trough was emptied by three quarters.

“You should be glad there wasn't a riot just now, or you'd be killed in seconds. Make your ‘god killing barrier' and all the best moves, otherwise you will not be eligible to fight me. ”

The original silent scene suddenly burst into shocking cheers. The two giant black wings spread magnificently behind the wind, floating in the air with his body, looking down at a gloomy day of hate. Bloody bone spurs, sharp edges flashing a palpitating cold light.

Heavy cold hums emanate from the mouth of hate, a pair of equally huge wings stretching out from behind, floating with their bodies to the same height as the wind. It's a pair of bloody wings, with a shivering murderous scent. And he's got a red aperture on him.

“Do your best, let me see if you qualify as my opponent in the strongest position. ”

The arrogant voice did not provoke the fierceness of the day, and his calm eyes shook deep anger. With the sword swinging, the five whirring blood winds flew towards the wind. The wind gazed and flew away, while the golden glow in his hand flashed into the form of a staff. As his right hand swung, a colorless force struck the sky of hatred at an incredible speed.

The distortion of space is so obvious. The space on that straight line was clearly seen as if it had been pulled by force, with a tongue-in-cheek distortion. The distortion of space spreads instantly to hate the heavens, causing his body to twist with the distortion of space, and his body, armor and even weapons seem to have completely changed their form.

- 42250!

Five death roars about to be affixed to the wind completely disappeared. Hate the sky's face showed a moment of stagnation, and in that moment, he clearly felt his body torn apart by the tearing of space.

“It's called 'Dimensional Chopping’.” The sculpture in my hand turned back into the form of a sword, and the sword came back to hate: “Normal magic tricks are useless to me, use your skills at the bottom of the box. I yearn for an adversary who can threaten me. ”

Only he himself understood the true meaning of the phrase… the “slaughter of the human race” that seemed to last forever.

Hate the heaven's inner heart flickering. I thought I was enough to be even with him and even beat him. But it didn't occur to me that the gap with Him was getting farther and farther after the God-killing trial. Makes him feel incomparable.

I tasted despair and misery all over myself. From birth to growth, the only belief is to become stronger. For this belief, he had no childhood, no happiness at all, all the time spent in cruel training... the only tenderness in his life was the one who watched him practice his sword every day and watched him suffer all sorts of torments. Every tear she shed for him, he remembered it firmly in his heart...

It's just that how can she be exposed to the slightest sin by herself, who is dying of blood? How can she be with herself at all costs?

For my own efforts, for my lost faith... how can I fail so miserably!!!

With the explosion of a bloody light, the hateful eyes turned completely red. A stinging smell of blood emanated from his body and quickly spread across the arena, making him smell disgusting. In the audience, there was finally a panic on her calm, rainy face, and apart from hating the sky, she was the only one who understood the horrible and more horrible consequences of this skill.

Uncontrolled acceleration of the heartbeat, his face began to become cautious and his eyes contracted sharply as he saw the description of this skill.