Heavenly Lord Asura Chapter 398: The collapse of the Confucian dynasty…
"Pavilion Lord, can you help Wutian?"
Dongfang Xiao's brows tightened, and he didn't get along with Wutian for a long time, and even suffered everywhere. But for this **** boy, he just has an unspeakable goodwill, and sometimes he feels that he is stubborn.
I heard that Han Tian and others also looked over, with a pleading look in their eyes.
The pavilion owner didn’t hesitate and shook his head directly: “Don’t you feel that there are still a few breaths pervading the sky? They are all people who hope that Wutian will die. If this pavilion takes action, not only will Wutian be saved , On the contrary, it will make him fall into a place where no one can recover. When the time comes, the hope of dying to live will be even more slim."
Han Tian and a few people let their minds go and felt them carefully. Sure enough, they had a few breaths, wandering in the sky above Fengyang City, and they could faintly sense the unkindness in it.
"Is it really in a desperate situation? No, I will never let this happen!" Han Tianzhuang was crazy and stepped out, but at this moment, Wutian spoke and made his feet freeze in the air. .
"Han Tian, Tiangang, Longhu, I take your thoughts, but I cause everything, so let me end it all by myself, while I can hold down Ru Fengren , You take the little guy and the insect king, how far you can escape, and help them by the way."
The voice fell to the ground, and two lights and shadows broke through the air. It was the comatose little guy and the insect king.
Han Tian opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Wutian didn't give him a chance. He took a step forward, and his vitality burned crazily, and his body even evaporated a red flame!
"Ru Fengren, come on, today is you dead, or I live, Xiao Zhou Tian is forbidden!"
Huh!
A forbidden talisman broke through the air and enveloped Confucianism.
However, Ru Fengren didn’t do anything, only an impulse, and the restriction broke with a bang and turned into nothingness. During the period, Ru Fengren was trapped for a while, and Wutian won. That's it!
One step came to Ru Fengren's side, and the three halberds burst into glory. This was a precursor to self-destruction!
Ru Fengren's discoloration suddenly changed, panic and fear coexist. This is the first time that he has panic and fear in his heart since his appearance until now!
"No sky, no..."
Han Tian's complexion changed drastically, did not run away, did not even think about it, unanimously chose to share adversity, and ransacked where Wutian was!
"Wutian this pavilion cannot be saved, but these children are saved by this pavilion. If you dare to stop, my Wanbao pavilion will accompany you to the end!" The pavilion owner faced the void and said coldly. These words naturally said To the master of those mysterious breaths.
Afterwards, the pavilion master waved his jade hand and used great magical powers to move the three Han Tian and the entire Fengyang City to a distance of 500,000 miles.
"Madman, you are a complete madman!"
In an instant, in this world, only Rufengren and Wutian were left, as well as the roar of Rufengren. He didn’t believe it before, Wutian dared to explode the imperial soldier because he thought, No one dares to take the initiative on the path of destruction, and no one has that perseverance and determination.
However, he miscalculated, completely miscalculated, this son's determination and courage, as well as the degree of cruelty to himself, far exceeded his imagination.
Blew the imperial soldier and went to destruction together with the enemy. In Ru Fengren's view, this was an extremely stupid behavior. He clearly gave him the path to choose, but he did not go. He had to choose to die together. Is it the so-called Is dignity so important?
I only blame Ru Fengren for not understanding Wutian. Had he known Wutian's experience over the past few decades, he would never have been so lighthearted. He would definitely start a thunderstorm and eradicate Wutian as soon as they meet!
The Wutian behavior really made Ru Fengren scared, and it was ridiculous to say. The old monster who has lived for thousands of years has an unpredictable cultivation base and a terrifying combat power. He actually fears a junior in his heart. .
"Go away!"
Ru Fengren was furious and waved away. The imperial soldiers had not exploded yet, and there was still time to escape.
However, he was facing a madman, a ruthless Shura, with a palm on Wutian’s chest, shattering his internal organs, blood spurting out, but Wutian seemed to be numb, a step forward. Stepping out, his hands unexpectedly hugged Ru Fengren!
"I hope you can live happily!"
Yu Guang swept across Han Tian, Shishi and the others in the distance, faintly, they could hear their shouts, Wutian smiled, and decisively blew Sangeji!
"Little beast, I will kill you and smash you into pieces!"
Suddenly exploded with a clanging sound, an aura of extinction was born here, drowning the resentful voice of Confucius Fengren.
There is no suspense. At the moment when Sangeji blew up, Fengyang City, which was still prosperous and prosperous, was suddenly razed to the ground, becoming an indelible history!
The power of the imperial soldier’s self-detonation is comparable to the power of half a holy soldier. This is a catastrophe, and it is also an unstoppable man-made calamity, and the Wutian two who are at the center of the catastrophe naturally suffer The strongest attack!
Ru Fengren is a little better, after all, his cultivation is in the half-step unparalleled stage, only two arms are torn apart by the aura of extinction. Wutian's condition was quite tragic, with both arms still alive, but the lower body was crushed to pieces, blood gushing like a fountain!
"Brother..."
Shi Shi wailed in the distance, tears dripping down like rain, her beautiful face was pale, she lacked the usual pure goodness, and had a more poignant beauty!
"Pavilion Master, Han Tianxin leads your kindness, please let me go, I'm going to exchange Wutian back, let me replace him, and end up with Rufeng."
Han Tian has a sad face. Every time he faces danger, Wutian always rushes to the forefront to clear all obstacles for everyone. Over time, it has become a habit.
Until now, he realized that not only Han Tian, Tiangang, Longhu, Shan Youde, Zhang Ting and others have realized that he has been living in the shadow of Wutian.
"What do you think you can change when you go? Nothing can be changed, only a few more dead souls will be added, so you should be rational, and don't live up to the heavenly dedication and his expectations of you." , Pavilion Lord Daimei frowned, and shouted coldly.
Foreign light swept through Han Tian and others, Wutian's face showed a sunny smile, as if he had returned to his childhood, and returned to that plain but warm home.
"Maybe this is the best ending. Grandpa, Tian'er is here to accompany you. Our grandparents will never be separated anymore. There are also fathers and mothers I have never met. Tian'er is dying, you can Come out and meet Tianer..."
Looking at the sky, Wutian’s clear eyes and blood-stained face are full of expectation and longing. I hope to see the person I dream of before I die, and feel the one I’ve never felt before. Fatherly and maternal love.
But in the end, he was disappointed. There was nothing but darkness on the sky. He smiled miserably, Wutian closed his eyes, and his vitality burned frantically. The remaining five imperial soldiers were accompanied by the resounding heaven and earth. Clang and exploded!
"I hate it!"
The aura that destroys everything, the blazing light, completely submerged Wutian and Confucianism, and completely shattered the hope in the hearts of Han Tian and others!
The sky and the earth are dark, but the bright light, like a scorching sun, illuminates the world like daylight.
The terrifying aura of destruction, centered on Fengyang City, rolled frantically around. Fengyang City, an ancient city that stood for countless years, was completely annihilated, and there was no fragment left.
Within 100,000 miles, huge peaks collapsed, shattered, the earth cracked, fell, and the rumbling sound rang through the sky, like a deserted ancient chariot running across the sky, the lingering sound rumbling, which can't be calmed for a long time!
Thousands of magma fire pillars, rising into the sky from the deep abyss, are like fireworks in full bloom, dazzling and magnificent, with a sad and desolate connotation.
The gray and black smoke, like a tsunami, spread across the sky and the earth, rolling everywhere, submerging the magma fire column, and also the shining'scorching sun', and darkness once again enveloped the earth, just like the hearts of Han Tian and others, There is no light...
"Am I still late?"
A self-talking sound rang out, but it alarmed everyone. He looked up and saw that it was the Great Sovereign of the Asura Hall.
When he got the sound transmission of the poems, the Great Venerable rushed over immediately, but all this happened so quickly, like sparks burst, blinking, and only a mess was left.
"Father, why did you come now? My brother died. He really died this time. Why didn't you come earlier? Why..."
Shishi couldn't make a sound, lying in the arms of the great venerable, beating feebly, tears soon wet the robes of the great venerable, the look of grief, it made people look sad.
"Wrong, I've been wrong all the time. I should have left no sky in Qinglongzhou. If time can go back, I will definitely try my best to keep it, even if the world is enemies, as long as poetry and poetry can be happy, I am willing to give, but unfortunately it is too late to regret. What should I use to fill the sorrow and compassion in Shishi's heart?"
Wutian is the **** of poetry and poetry, and poetry and poetry is not the heart of the great Venerable. Seeing that poetry and poetry is so sad, how can he feel good in his heart!
She is also Wutian's sister, Zhang Ting has acted a lot stronger. After all, she has experienced much more than poetry along the way, and her temperament will naturally be calmer.
But in her eyes, a thick mist can be clearly seen, and under that mist, in addition to sorrow, there is a deep hatred, which is hatred against the Confucian dynasty.
Everyone looked at the center of the explosion, silently, with grief and hatred in their hearts, even the emperor and Wuhou.
The Confucian dynasty has stood for thousands of years without failing~IndoMTL.com~ It is entirely because of the ancestors, and now that the ancestors die, the foundation of the Confucian dynasty has been completely destroyed.
So, the emperor had to consider how to rebuild the dynasty without being destroyed by his companions without heaven.
The devastating aura of the six imperial soldiers exploding for a long time will not disappear, so no one dared to step on the thunder pond for half a step, even the powerful people like the Great Lord and the Pavilion Master were jealous.
Therefore, no one noticed that in the thick smoke, in the place where Wutian blew the imperial soldier, there were two figures, one large and one small, and in front of them, there was a fragmented, dying soul. , Beside the primordial spirit, there is still a group of flesh and blood squirming!
If Han Tian and other people who have met Wutian are here, he will definitely be surprised, because this little figure is just the Xiao Wuhao who could not be contacted no matter how he contacted him.
The other figure is a middle-aged man who looks like Wutian and looks very similar!
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