War God Asura

There was no trace of hatred in Xing Jue's eyes. On the contrary, there was still a gentle smile on the corners of his mouth. He watched as the creatures were swallowed by the reincarnation mirror and did not stop him, but just watched all this quietly, no one knew. What is he thinking.

"Who are you, you can actually resist my devouring power." After seeing Xing Jue, Samsara Mirror also noticed that Xing Jue was different.

"If you don't mind, you can call me your master, because I will be in charge of you." Xing Jue smiled slightly, as if to say another trivial matter.

"Joke, you want to be my master because of your mere creatures?" A voice of disdain came from the mirror of Samsara.

"You should feel glorious for being able to serve me." Xing Jue continued to laugh.

"Bah! Humble and ignorant creatures dare to be so arrogant, I can just slap you to pieces!"

Suddenly, a big hand came out from the mirror of Samsara. The hand was as big as the world of the sun. As soon as this palm came out, the space was instantly shattered, and even Xing Jue was shattered with it.

"Hahaha..... Who can contend with me? Humble creatures? Humble undead? This kind of humble thing is not worthy of living in this world!" After shooting Xingjue to pieces, the Samsara Mirror is arrogant again. Laughed.

"If the humble things should perish, then I think you have lost the value of existence!"

But at this moment, Xing Jue's voice sounded again, but this time it appeared above the mirror of reincarnation.

"Do not!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

When the Samsara Mirror looked up, a voice full of fear resounded.

Because at this moment, I saw a huge palm grabbing it. It is impossible to describe how big this palm is, but the Samsara mirror looked so weak in front of this palm.

"boom"

The giant hand held the Samsara Mirror in his palm, and saw that it exploded with a strong grip.

In an instant, countless lenses spread out like gleaming rain, marking a magnificent stroke in this dark sanctuary.

It's just that the lights and shadows flying around are not real lenses, but the creatures and undead imprisoned in the mirror of reincarnation.

At this moment, no matter whether it is a living being or an undead, a top powerhouse who has been known through the ages, or a great power who has been famous all over the world, they seem to have no boundaries.

People stood sluggishly on the void, observing the changes around them, and it took a long time to relax.

"Are we still alive?"

Still alive, this is the only thought in their hearts, but looking at everything strange around them, they can't be sure.

Not only the death is inspired to strangeness, but even the living beings feel strange, because the beautiful vast starry sky has long been shattered by the mirror of reincarnation.

There are no shining stars, no thousands of worlds, no rainstorm meteors walking in the starry sky.