War God Asura

"At that time, the rules of the two domains of the Holy and the Ming will no longer exist, the reincarnation will not exist, and the entire Asura world will be destroyed!" The old man said that he has become extremely excited.

"How do you want me to believe you?" Xing Jue heard the seriousness of the matter, but his heart was full of suspicion.

"Pluto protector, let me talk to this little friend." At this moment, the beads hanging on the chest of the prince of the Pluto clan suddenly emitted a light, and at the same time an old and hoarse voice was also Slowly sounded.

"Pluto?"

After hearing this voice sounded, Xing Jue immediately thought of the god of the underworld, because even though this voice was a little haggard, it still contained an aura that ordinary people did not have.

"This little friend, I know you are eager to protect the sanctuary, but at this moment the fate of the entire Shura world is in your hands."

"If you don't believe me, I can let you take a look at what is the current state of the world."

Suddenly, the light emitted by the bead became more and more prosperous, and then a fuzzy shadow began to appear in the light, and it became clearer and clearer, which was actually a projected image.

Under the influence, an old man of vicissitudes is living in a blood-red world, where the sky is red, the clouds here are red, and the earth is also red.

There is no sunlight, as if the red light is the only main theme, and this old man is keeping the same action as the Devil Emperor, he is tearing a space.

Despite the illusory influence, he can still feel the strength of this old man. Obviously, he is the underworld god of the underworld. It was he who opened the Shura realm in the underworld and opened the samsara tunnel.

Suddenly, the god of Underworld beamed his eyes, and then cast it to the underworld behind him.

For a time, the image kept changing, but what you could see was the cracked earth, the ruined city, and even the space was almost shattered.

The underworld was already in a mess, completely unrecognizable, as if the entire world had been destroyed, and there was no undead.

Finally, the figure of the undead appeared, but there was also an extremely tragic voice.

In a certain place in the underworld, a tragic massacre was taking place, and countless souls fell in the image, and then turned into a bloody light, pouring into a behemoth.

The behemoth is actually a round of mirrors standing between heaven and earth. This mirror is blood-red, and a pair of hollow eyes can be vaguely seen.

But what shocked Xing Jue most was that there were countless blurred figures in the mirror, struggling in it. If you want to describe this number, you can only use countless numbers.

Among the countless figures, there are two figures that are the clearest, not only can see the outline, but also the face.

And they looked like Li Xiaohan and the blood sister Xing Jue was looking for.

At this moment, Li Xiaohan and the blood girl stood straight in the middle of the vast mirror. They did not struggle, as if they were falling asleep.

And the terrible power that the mirror exudes originates from their bodies, which is obviously controlled by the reincarnation mirror.