Heavenly Lord Asura Chapter 1273: Forgive me

"Mo Xin, what did Cheng Yu mean by the shame of the snow before? And why did Cheng Yu help open the portal, Song Lao?"

No sky asked secretly.

"This is a long story, you will understand when you read it in the God Realm."

Mo Xin responded, and silently followed Cheng Yu to the ninth floor.

As soon as Cheng Yu waved his hand, the portal was suddenly released, and immediately said: "Mo Xin, remember the master's explanation, and immediately give them a slap in the face after entering."

"Yes."

Mo Xin bowed and responded.

Cheng Yu nodded, then stepped aside.

As for Wutian, it is regarded as air from beginning to end and ignored.

He didn't care either, and followed Mo Xin closely.

And when the two walked out of the portal and the stone gate opened, elemental energy suddenly surged like a flood of gates, extremely pure and majestic.

At this moment, the two of them seemed to be bathed in the warm sunshine, and the exhaustion accumulated over the past ten years of driving on the road was swept away. They were full of energy, and they were indescribably happy.

However, the two frowned.

Because in this elemental energy, there is also an astonishing battle fluctuation.

The two looked at each other, stepped forward at the same time, appeared high in the air, and then looked around. The eyes of the last two were unanimously locked in the fighting arena.

In the midair of the fighting arena, two figures criss-crossed, fighting in blood, and the whole body was filled with turbulent weather. The void was torn to pieces by the terrifying battle fluctuations, and the earth was also riddled with sores.

These two fighting people, one of them Wutian and Xu Yi are very familiar with him, it is the son of Thor—Ni Yeye!

He stepped on the thunder pond, and his seemingly weak body board, at this moment, is like an incarnation of a thunder god, and his whole body dances in a flurry of lights and looks in all directions!

Forty years have passed, although his cultivation is still at Great Perfection, but his real combat power is enough to compete with the emperor.

But his opponent is not inferior.

This person is a fresh face, can be seven feet tall, wearing a white gown, looks handsome, handsome, and although he is covered in bruises and blood-stained sky, there is no timidity and weakness in his expression.

His cultivation is also at Dzogchen, like an indefatigable God of War, fighting more and more courageously with Ni Yeye.

Wutian raised his brows. This person was obviously from the other three realms, but he didn't expect that the three three realms had such terrible evildoers.

Mo Xin said: "Although this person has the ability to fight Ni Yeye, I dare to conclude that Ni Yeye will win in the end."

Wutian nodded.

Ni Yeye’s trump cards, such as the slender step that can rival the speed of the gods, the eye of the sky thunder with the mighty sky, the thunder storm with strong lethality, and the thunder armor that can increase the realm. The golden thunder armor of its own, as well as the assassin's weapon, Thunder Rage, have not been used yet.

Looking at his opponent, although his momentum is not inferior at all, he has obviously used all the means.

"Do you know something?"

Mo Xin looked at him suspiciously.

Wu Tian said indifferently: "I have known Ni Yeye's identity for a long time, but I haven't clicked it through."

Speaking of this sentence, he was a little stunned. Why is this sentence so familiar? Where did you seem to say it?

Thinking about it carefully, it suddenly dawned on me.

It turned out to be said during the battle with Ni Yeye in Dongchang City, but Ni Yeye's memory was erased by a mysterious person, and his identity has been exposed.

No, it's not about exposure.

After all, people like Mo Xin and Sikong Yanran all know his identity.

However, Ni Yeye didn't know, and Wutian had already learned his true identity.

Then Wutian ignored Mo Xin's surprised gaze and looked elsewhere.

In the sky above the edge of the fighting arena, there are countless young men and women standing proudly, densely packed with a large area, most of them are raw faces, but without exception, everyone has an extraordinary temperament, and the breath that naturally exudes is also very powerful.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, Wutian gave a startled suspicion, because he discovered that there were four old figures in the sky.

And one of them is Mr. Song!

Beside Mr. Song, there is an old man in white.

The two are old, with white hair and white beard, but their faces are red and full of energy.

As for the other two are old women, one in black and the other in green.

The same is true for them. Although their faces are old and seem to be about to die, their eyes are extremely energetic, and their bodies are also extremely tough.

Moreover, the breath of these three people is not inferior to Song Lao!

Wu Tian asked: "Mo Xin, who are they?"

"Like Song Lao, they are guardians of the three realms of the gods."

After Mo Xin's introduction, no genius knows that the old man in white is the guardian of the Eastern Realm, the old woman in black is the guardian of the Western Realm, and the old woman in green is the guardian of the Southern Realm. Lead the team by them.

Furthermore, the three of them are equal in strength to Lao Song, and they are all old friends of Song Lao.

It's just that the relationship is a bit complicated.

If you have to say, it is similar to Wutian and Divine Breath, and Gutian, and it is also an enemy and a friend.

"The Eye of Thunder, open!"

Suddenly, there was a violent shout in the fighting arena, followed by a terrifying heavenly power, and rolled towards everyone!

The crowd on the fringe immediately became agitated.

People from the three major regions are all shocked, while those from the northern region are smiling brightly.

Wu Tian moved his gaze to the top of the fighting arena, and a smile appeared on his face. This guy was finally about to move.

In his sight, Ni Yeye stood proudly in the void, and his dark eyes had already turned purple, and the purple thunder flashed in it, and a breath of heavenly power continued to roll out, permeating all directions, and shocking!

He looked at the man in white clothes opposite, his eyes were extremely contemptuous, and he said lightly: "He Huajun, this is the Northern Territory, not the Southern Territory. You can't tolerate your arrogance. I'm tired of playing with you for so long. Now I'll get rid of you all at once, Thunderstorm!"

"Chichi!"

Strongs of purple thunder and lightning power came out of his eyes, forming a huge storm, carrying the destructive power of the world, and swept toward He Huajun!

He Huajun frowned slightly, his pupils tightened, and for the first time a solemn color appeared on his face.

Decisively, he stepped forward and walked away.

Mo Xin shook his head and said: "It's useless. Although the sky power radiated by the Eye of Thunder is not as good as the real sky power, it still has a certain degree of oppression. Besides, he still has a vague, cultivator face of the same realm. For him, you can only fight head-on and defeat him. If you escape, it will only speed up the defeat."

Sure enough, seeing He Huajun running away, Ni Yeye shook his head and smiled disdainfully, unfolding a melancholy step, and instantly appeared in front of He Huajun, then clenched his five fingers into a fist, and hit his chest with a punch.

Suddenly, He Huajun spouted a mouthful of blood, like a meteorite, falling towards the ground below!

"Forgot to tell you, I am actually still a physical practitioner."

Ni Yeye smiled, waved his hand, and the thunder storm shattered the mountains and rivers, and roared away.

But at this moment, the void suddenly twisted, and the old woman in green appeared in front of He Huajun and said: "Little Thor, please don't forget the rules."

"Rules? What rules?"

Ni Yeye was taken aback.

The green-clothed old woman frowned and said: "Thirty years ago, we had set two regulations, don't you know?"

"Sorry, I have been in retreat all the time, and I haven't heard of any regulations."

Ni Yeye's tone was indifferent, even though the old woman in green had the ability to wipe him out with a wave of hands, he was not at all afraid.

Because he has this capital, no one dares to take advantage of him if he looks at the entire universe.

Wu Tian asked in doubt: "Mo Xin, do you know what the rules are?"

Mo Xin nodded and explained: "The people here are the main force of the jihad, and they are inseparable talents that are difficult to produce in a million years. If you die, you will lose one person. In order to preserve their strength, the four Song Laos decided Here are a few rules. When discussing, you are not allowed to deliberately harm your life or use weapons."

"That's how it is."

Wu Tian suddenly realized that he looked back at the fighting arena, playing with a taste: "But no matter how I look at it, I feel that Ni Yeye is not a rule-abiding person."

"If he would abide by the rules, he would not come to participate in the holy war."

Mo Xin shook her head, her eyes full of helplessness.

Sure enough, when the old woman explained the two rules, Ni Yeye sneered.

The green-clothed old woman frowned and said: "Little Thor, although your status is extraordinary, I still hope that you can abide by the regulations and don't kill innocent people indiscriminately."

"Joke, tell me, there is no battle between life and death, but also called battle? Without experiencing life and death, can you stimulate everyone's potential? If you don't even have the consciousness of death, how can you go to the holy world? Fight for the front?"

Ni Yeye's words are Zhuji, and the old woman in green clothes is speechless.

Ni Yeye said again: "How can my cultivators be afraid of death? How can they shrink? Fight if you want to fight! Kill if you want to kill! This is the way we should go!"

This sentence made the blood in everyone's body burn.

Even the sons of Thor are not afraid of death, so why should they be afraid?

Strong intent to fight one after another, rushed out of everyone, rushing between the world and the earth endlessly.

Seeing that everyone's emotions are getting higher and higher, Song Lao and the three hurried down to the town.

The old man in white said: "Little Thunder God, although your words are reasonable, don't forget that there are three great soldiers and eight great divine realms in the realm of God."

The old woman in black continued: "These are enough to sharpen their xinxing and stimulate their potential."

Song Lao echoed: "Yes, jihad is not a child’s play. If you are like Li Buluan that boy before, you will be killing at every turn. I am afraid that we will all die before the jihad starts. What else do we use to fight the people of the holy world?"

"In short~IndoMTL.com~, you can't hurt your life when you are discussing it. If you have to break the rules, we will report to Master Thor and let him take you back to Tianyu."

The four guardians were so persuasive, coupled with coercion and temptation, Ni Yeye finally compromised.

He is not afraid of the four guardians, but he has to consider his father. If the four of them really report to his father, they promise to come personally and capture him back.

"Ahem!"

With a few dry coughs, Ni Yeye changed his face and chuckled: "Four seniors, the younger ones are young and ignorant. You have been offended before, so please bear with me."

The four guardians looked at each other, their eyes full of helplessness.

Ni Yeye still wanted to say something, suddenly seemed to feel something, he turned his head and looked in the direction where Wutian was.

As soon as the two eyes met, his eyes immediately burst into light, and with a wave of his hand, the thunder storm that swept towards He Huajun turned suddenly, shattering a piece of void, and swept away toward Wutian! --6+16085873-->