Legend of the Great Saint

Ashuro, the mountains are like the sea, and the sun is like blood.

Ben is the red sky, more soaked like a drip of blood, the clouds burn like a fire, the magnificent.

As if there was never daylight but dawn and dusk.

Died in battle at sunset, resurrected in the sun, except for the clotting of blood.

It was a man who lived under a blue sky and a white cloud, and it was hard to feel the grief and the ambition.

Bang-bang-bang-bang!

Big earthquakes, mountain tremors, a giant walking at a heavy pace, carrying a palace like a hill.

The palace stands tall with white towers and golden domes, falling into the courtyard and corridor, stained bright red by the daylight, as if it were a glorious temple.

It is also more qualified to be called a “temple” than most hall temples in the world, where a living Ashuro Dou god lives than those stone sculptures.

Deep in the courtyard, a middle-aged man reclined on a lounger and watched the song and dance.

There was only one Goki, dressed in sari, with a veil on her face, and a pointy white unicorn on her glossy forehead.

She dances wonderfully, like a bird in the wind and a peacock. The song was heartwarming, like a wire, and if there was none, it was insane and intoxicating, turning the courtyard into a forest secret.

The murders of distant battlefields spread here, and were faded by the song, becoming a trivial companion.

Men's eyes were half open and half closed, and they also heard drunkenness.

An orthodontic figure suddenly leaped out of the void, but it was an Ashuro Emperor, immediately half-kneeling, arching his hands: “God, that boy still refuses to surrender! ”

The slaughter from the battlefield broke through the silence, and Goki did not stop singing and dancing.

Needham opened his dark red eyes in love: “It's true that Tinaro, though it's a majestic sound, is hard to cut! ”

Ginaro is one of the eight creatures, famous for his ability to sing and dance, and neither belongs to Heaven nor Ashuro. But mostly in Heaven's Way, known as "Music Day”.

Often in successive wars between Heaven and Ashuro, they were plundered into Ashuro as “spoils of war". Their singing voice is the ultimate enjoyment in the world and has the reputation of "singing god”.

Needham touched the thick beard on his face and asked Emperor Ashuro: “If I treated her as a gift, would he surrender? ”

“Dear God, I don't think that boy will surrender even if he dies in battle!” The Emperor Ashuro seemed to remember something, with a palpitation in his heart and an undisguised admiration.

“Then it's useless. ”

Needham waved at will, tightening the head of the Nahlo woman, the headless body was still dancing, the veiled head was still singing, even more sad, such as Nightingale's crying blood.

Ashuro's temporal mind shook, he couldn't help himself, hurriedly inspired the fighting spirit, and kept his heart open. If you hear too much of this song, you will surely wear your heart out.

Needham twisted the tip of his beard: “If you stand up and fight, you have a chance! ”

As she danced lightly, she gracefully lifted her head and still sang to herself.

“I would rather die than fight, but I am stubborn. ”

Needham shook his head with regret: "I'll go and meet the Little Ming King myself!" ”

Ming Wang Jun, the Chinese army big money.

Luo Xiaoming demobilized the general and faced a map alone.

Suddenly his ears were raised and a sharp whistle sounded. Approaching him, he broke through the heavy armies and entered the great account.

“Finally meet you, Ming Wang! ”

Needham relaxed like a walk, staring at Xiaoming's back, but his eyes filled with the necessary enthusiasm.

It's not that he has any particular orientation, it's that talent is just too hard.

Even though the magic of the Luo Xiaoming clan cannot be carried out, Luo Xiaoming's talented strength is still stunning.

Face-to-face confrontation, fearless of any Ashuro Emperor; commanding a large army, able to compete with the gods of battle; and knowledgeable of assassinations, shooting and other battle techniques, which are flowing in his blood.

The war continues to this day, and all the Ashuro Emperors under the god of the Nidam Fight are oral to him.

Needham knows his value better than anyone else. Fighting gods also need blood to fight in order to have a chance to become true King Ashuro gods of war, and enemies are other gods besides the heavens.

If at the time of the duel with other gods of war, there is such a general in the rear to help him command the army and muster the military, with at least 30% more chances of winning.

“This is a gift from the Red Sky!” Needham praised the red sky in his heart and his eyes became more enthusiastic.

Luo Xiaoming turned around, his beard pulled, full of wind and dust, his eyes still shining like stars.

For a moment, it gave Nidam the illusion that the other side was a fighting god who could sit flat with himself.

“You can call me ‘Ming’, or ‘Ming King', Needham Fighting God. ”

Luo Xiaoming specifically hid the name "Luo Xiao”, and Li Qingshan forcibly gave him “Xiao”, only one “Ming” word was retained to make his subordinates call him “Ming Wang”.

After turning his face, he was forced to add a “small” word to the front, which made him very unhappy.

“King Ming! You're so loud, I wouldn't even dare call myself that!” Needham shouted, “If you hadn't called me that, I wouldn't have noticed you so quickly. ”

“Ming Wang" is a very overbearing term in Ashuro Road.

After passing seven heavenly robberies and becoming a true god, Ashuro went to the western joyful world and met Buddha in the Great Thunder Temple of Lingshan. After some testing, he was eligible to be declared the “King of the Ming”.

The wise is the bright light, and the king is able to control everything.

The manifest anger of the King, the protection of Buddha law, the fright of the barrier, represents the majesty of the Buddha Gate.

An Ashuro called himself the “King of the Ming", just like a Yanggod monk called himself the “True Immortal”, he was insane and almost ignorant.

“Yanqi Anzhi Hongqi's will.” Luo Xiaoming bluntly said that he was just trying to get back everything that belonged to him. Well, Li Qingshan bragged to him about it.

“Okay, good, I appreciate that! ”

“Why did the gods of war come? You're not gonna do it yourself, are you? ”

Needham said, "Surrender to me! Your position will be only beneath me, and I will let you command all the armies. ”

Little Luo Ming picked his eyebrows and didn't seem to think that Needham had originally planned this.

He had just returned to Ashuro Dao, and the cultivation was not weak. He had never met anyone who was qualified to surrender.

Needless to say, all Ashuro, as a Luo clan, was nominally his subordinate. Nor has he experienced as many fights at the bottom as Ashuro.

Needham thought he was moved and persuaded further: “You are still young, you need more accumulation and experience, follow me to the Quartet, open your eyes, become a god of war, it is only a matter of time! ”

This is indeed the best option for the average Emperor Ashuro, but for Luo Xiaoming, surrender will surely destroy the spirit of war. And what he lacks most is time, and his mother could have noticed it at any moment, and as a Luo Xuan, he would never be dominated by any other Ashuro.

He smiled coldly: "I don't need you, I can also be a god of war! ”

Needham's face turned ugly and evil from time to time: "No god of war will allow a man like you to rise easily, and I will leave you here even if I do it myself today! ”

“You gods of war are so mean!” Luo Xiaoming scorned and shook his head: “That's what I didn't expect at first. Forget it, you talk to my boss! ”

“Boss!?” Needham's eyebrows were wrinkled and there were other gods behind him. That could be tricky, and he had to be resolved quickly to take him down.

As soon as he was ready, a man suddenly stepped out of the dark corner of the ledge and patted his chest: "Yes, that's me! ”

Needham was shocked that he didn't realize when he was coming.

"'Too slow,' said Luo Ming. Made me say a bunch of crap to stall the time. ”

“Do you talk to the boss like that? ”

“Cut the crap, will you? ”

Luo Xiaoming questioned the difference between a Numen god and a Doujin god in the district, not one and a half stars.

“Man, no, no, no!” Li Qingshan's eyes glistened, pointing to Needham's nose and drinking: “Hey, grandson, did you ask me what I meant before you took my dick? ”