Legend of the Asura

“Oh, it turns out you're only half as powerful.” The white tiger wasn't too surprised. He laughed bitterly. The violet light on his body grew stronger and more confusing. He looked up at the black sky and suddenly had a faint smile on his face.

“It's been too many years, maybe I really should take a break. ”

“Don't worry, your partner will soon be reunited with you one after the other.” The shadow of a man in the fog makes a sound without any human emotion. Hear the pain of cutting a heart knife in your ear.

“Though you are mighty, Demon King, your presence can never be more than a sadness, but it is also the fault of mankind. If the dragon continent has basically settled today, and there is almost no more war, resentment, disaster, you will not be born a second time. So, as long as we destroy you, there will be no second demon king in Tianlong Mainland. ”

“So what. Without saying that there are only three of you five holy beasts left, even though you are gathered together this time, you will never seal me like the last time. Tianlong mainland will soon belong to my demon race. Those foolish humans will soon taste the price of foolishness. ”

White tiger is still a peaceful smile, as if he completely forgot that the monarch in front of him once caused the Tianlong mainland to be charred, a demon derived from resentment. He still looked at the sky as if he wanted to write down the last blue of his life, and he said softly, "You beat me, but I'm sure there will soon be someone back on this continent who will defeat you and truly take you off. ”

The purple light gradually floats from him, dissipating, his body from the bottom to the top, just a little evaporating like water, from the feet, to the knees, to the waist… the neck… until it dissipates completely.

Almost instantly, hundreds of miles behind him, the total disappearance of the forbidden area of Thunder in the western part of the continent revealed a flat land that was still sparkling with purple light.

The Western guardian of the White Tiger of the Holy Beast died in the hands of the Demon King.

Two black figures appeared behind the demon monarch, one small and one thin and long. Neither did the monarch return. “How much did you lose?" he asked in a mute voice. ”

“An entire 130,000 demon soldiers died in the seven thunderstorms of the White Tiger.” The short figure answered in a low voice.

“Such terrible consequences can still be brought about by Lord Demon King's blockade. The White Tiger is the strongest of the five holy beasts of Tianlong.” The slim figure makes a sound… the voice is low and soft, but it is the voice of a woman.

“Do you understand the power of those who have the power to seal the Book King? ”

The Demon King turned around and looked at the flat land behind him: “Don't think that was all White Tiger was capable of. With the power of the White Tiger, it is enough to bring down the Nine Kings of Thunder and destroy everything behind me, even the two of you will be devastated. But it would rather die than do so. As the Holy Beast who guards the West, it is unwilling to harm every inch of the land here. ”

Another deep doubt still exists in the heart of the Demon King - the White Tiger has the strongest attack power among the five holy beasts of Tianlong. But the previous White Tiger had actually declined so much in strength compared to 50,000 years ago that his combined strength was less than half that of the White Tiger he remembered.

But it was true that it had died under its own hands, because the entire Tianlong continent had no breath whatsoever.

“Pass the word and let the demons do their best not to destroy this place while they are in action.” The demon quenched the doubt in his heart and his voice was obscure and indifferent.

“Yes!” the short figure answered, the black light flashed and disappeared there, flying back to the black pressed piece.

“The world thinks Lord Demon is ruthless, but doesn't know...”

“My lord hates only humans, and there is no reason to resent this land. The resentment they have accumulated for hundreds of millions of years derives from this monarch, who endures pain every second of every day. I hate them... hate them!! ”

His voice and face began to distort. The slender figure immediately bowed down: “The Moon will always follow Lord Demon King, slaughtering all mankind to solve Lord Demon's suffering, making the Tianlong mainland my demon family's new home. ”

City of Wind Souls. A disturbed thunderbolt suddenly heard a slight burst of jade, his heart jumped violently, his hands trembling out the thunderbolt jade that had hung around his neck since he was a child... the moment he saw the thunderbolt jade, he almost broke his soul.

White tiger is dead... dead...

And those who have the ability to kill the White Tiger, besides the Demon King, who else...

The demonic invasion is finally coming again, and the footsteps are so fast.

He thought that even all those who knew would think that destroying the Wind City and Thunder City transmission arrays, with the Thunder God forbidden area and the White Tiger blockade in the West, would be absolutely enough to block the footsteps of the Demon Nation for more than a dozen days or even decades. And that's enough time for them to figure out how to cope. But he didn't think... in such a short period of time, the western unbelievable, powerful white tiger defeated, and even died.

Defeat and kill, two completely different concepts. The difference in strength required between the two varies from day to day. Like; Holy Beast can easily defeat a super god beast, but must not easily kill a super god beast.

The West finally calmed down, and the night of the sky restored its faint ashes. Tianlong Square is still a bit of a mess, and players and NPCs are excited to discuss previous anomalies. The faces of several transfer mentors in the center of the square were horrified and frightened.

They know that White Tiger is defeated.

At the resurrection point, an icy blue figure appeared there with an icy smell. Her presence made the players around her scream like knives, her body was completely stiff due to the extreme cold, and even her consciousness seemed frozen between her shrinkage and horror. Until that blue shadow went away, their bodies slowly subsided and they sat paralyzed and gasped.

The chills around her body were colder every day than every other day, and the range of influence was greater every day.

The appearance of beautiful women was supposed to be the focus of men's closeness, and the appearance of Chen Binger was beyond everyone's reach. For more than six months, it was enough for anyone to know that she was a woman who couldn't even get close.

When the chill struck, Tian Fang retreated far away for the first time, while hurrying to stop her from moving forward. Several other transition mentors reacted the same way, pulling their legs and running.

“Little girl, you're here to change... just stand there and don't move.” Teacher Tian Fa opened her eyes and stared at herself at her distance, afraid she would approach her again. The other day, when she was on a three-turn mission, she almost froze the bones of a few old men.

“Ice, water demon mentor.” Chen Binger didn't go any further. He spoke with no expression on his face. The words were like ice. As she stood, her feet slowly began to build up fine ice crystals.

“Please… sign this transfer deed with your name, which will give you the power of an Ice Demon Mentor, who will surely be a great Ice Demon Mentor.” As Tianju spoke, a wrinkly blue paper and magic pen drifted into Chen's hands. Chen Binger reached out and wrote his name - Ice.

Tian Fang took a sigh of relief, just wanted to say something encouraging, and suddenly stood there.

The contract of transfer was still in Chen Binger's hands, and it didn't even blend into her body to complete the transfer for her.

Seeing her face, Tian Fang tried to ask, “Did you write the wrong name? ”

Chen Binger shook his head.

Another similar transfer contract floated into Chen Binger's hands. Chen Binger lowered his eyebrows and wrote his name again.

However, there is still no response.

“This... what's going on?” Tian Fang is completely stupid, he clearly saw that Chen Binger did not sign the wrong name, and her profession, also the most common second-water magic profession… how could there be no turnover. This is the first time in countless years he has encountered such a situation.

Xiao Tian's voice rang in the caller, Chen Binger dropped the transfer token paper and returned to the City of the Wind Soul, leaving a dumb face in the sky.

“What happened! Isn't that some demon tribe already here?” Xiao Tian and Chen Binger quickly came to Lady and asked anxiously. They secretly felt that something important was bound to happen.

Raidy sighed with a lost face and said tragically: “I couldn't keep it from you. I thought we had enough time to prepare, but I didn't expect that they killed the White Tiger Holy God in such a short time. Now, we can only upload the order immediately and prepare everyone to defend themselves against the demonic invasion. The power of the Demon Nation is immensely powerful. In addition to the dreaded Demon King and his three great Demons and Ten Guardians, the number of Demon Soldiers alone will be in the millions, and will continue to increase. Once you invade my Tianlong continent, the consequences are unthinkable. ”

“What, beat White Tiger?” Xiao Tian was shocked. Even the White Tiger can defeat, and the power of the Demon Nation is so powerful. Chen Bing-er's face also moved and his eyes were frightened.

“Where exactly did this demon race come from? Or did they descend from the sky?” Xiao Tian asked in alarm. Millions of demons, on such a large scale, where do they usually hide? Why did no one find their trace?

“No, they were created by the Demon King with a powerful dark force, and every Demon has a strong strength. Either, perhaps, has the strength of a Grade 80 Silver BOSS. As long as the demon king dies or his power is sealed, they will disappear completely. Otherwise, even if they are killed, the Demon King can create them again with his magic. Fifty thousand years ago, the Demons invaded my Tianlong continent, and countless demons wreaked havoc on the whole continent until the last five holy gods joined forces to seal the demon empress disaster completely subsided. Now... hey. ”

Millions of Grade 80 Silver BOSS… Xiao Tian's hands and feet are instantly cold. If this power is dispersed in all corners of the Tianlong continent, the consequences are unimaginable.