Heavenly Lord Asura Chapter 1670: Crazy Project

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"I am cruel by nature?"

"Who is a powerful man who is famous in the world, and his hands are stained with blood?"

"Like the nine heaven-defying warriors, how many souls are dead in their hands? I'm afraid there are countless, but why can they become the savior in the eyes of the world? What qualifications do they have to be respected by the world?" /

"In the final analysis, the strong is respected. The strong can knead the weak at will. The weak must bow their heads in front of the strong, flattering. This is the law of survival from ancient times to the present, and no one can change it. www.vodtw.com"

There was a strong sarcasm in Wutianmu, as if to explain a very simple truth, and the tone was plain and unremarkable.

But these words fell in the ears of the middle-aged man, causing him to make waves in his heart.

Because from this sentence, he sensed hatred, and it was hatred of the nine pinnacle warriors!

"The second way of blood burial, burial desire!"

Wu Tian speaks again.

The two drops of blood and tears above the head, as they fell to the ground, merged together, swaying a vague wave, and rolling away in all directions!

When the wave was enveloped, the middle-aged man immediately stopped in the void, his face was full of ecstasy, and then he laughed wildly, as if suddenly mad!

The three elders of the Seven Kills, as well as all the creatures in this area of ​​heaven and earth, are also at this moment, the **** in their hearts burst out uncontrollably, and their eyes are full of different Kind of lustful light, like a crazy laugh!

"The desire for burial is not to obliterate your sex, but to lure the **** in your heart, and to satisfy your **** in spirit, soul, and soul, so that your body and mind are immersed in In ecstasy, until the end, I was buried in the endless sea of ​​sex."

Wu Tian walked towards the middle-aged man, expounding the true meaning of burial desire, with fluttering clothes and flying white hair. The whole person looked like a dust-free immortal monarch Linchen, exuding The air of dust.

But the words fell, and he seemed to be transformed into a merciless **** of death, his fist was covered with divine power, and he threw out nine punches like lightning!

With nine punches down, the head of the middle-aged man exploded like a watermelon!

The soul is annihilated, the plasma stains the sky!

A **** of ten tribulations was easily beheaded in this way, and Ling Chenye in the distance was shocked, and his eyes were unbelievable!

The Eight Tribulations Gods killed the Ten Tribulations Gods so easily, if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one in the world would believe it!

This is simply a fantasy!

However, it happened before his eyes at this moment.

What kind of face is hidden under that scarlet mask?

Only for a few breaths when Ling Chenye was in a daze, Wutian deployed iron-blooded means to kill the three elders one by one, and took away their spatial bracelets.

"Huh!"

Ling Chenye flickered a few times, came to Wutian's side, and asked with beaming eyes: "Brother Fu Chou, even the gods of ten calamities will fall, what are the supernatural powers of burial tears and burial desire? So tough?"

Wu Tian did not answer him, let alone look at him, looking down at the people of the Seven Kills, whispered: "All of this has lost the meaning of existence."

"What?"

Ling Chenye's face changed, and he was surprised: "Brother Fu Qiu, are you going to kill them all?"

"What? Do you have an opinion?"

Wutian turned his head and looked at him.

Ling Chenye's eyes trembled, and a bead of sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead, and he hurriedly said with a smile: "No, no, how dare I have any opinions, as long as Brother Fu Qiu is happy, you can do whatever you want."

"The strong can knead the weak at will, why can't I?"

A bright light bursts out of Wutian's eyes, that is to die rather than to yield, that is to persevere!

In an instant, hundreds of millions of miles of flowers, trees, fierce beasts and humans collapsed and turned into an ocean of energy, which he incorporated into his body in one breath.

His momentum rose sharply, one step closer to the Nine Tribulations God!

Ling Chenye stared down at the bare land blankly. These methods could be called extinction of humanity, but he couldn't help but develop a heart of worship in his heart.

He has met many people, many strong people, but in terms of domineering and courage, no one can compare with this person!

He is not so much a terrifying demon as he is an awesome overlord!

Just when Ling Chenye's mood was like a tide, Wutian's finger smashed the giant peak, and the four god-level spiritual veins were awakened and roared out of the smoke.

"Noise!"

Wutian shouted in a low voice, the divine might rolled in all directions, and the four spiritual veins were immediately imprisoned in the void.

Following, the four spiritual veins began to collapse, and the majestic energy flooded the world, but in the end they all poured into Wutian.

But after absorbing the energy of the four spiritual veins, he did not allow him to break through to the Nine Tribulations Spirit as he wished.

According to his estimation, at least two spirit veins may be needed.

Wu Tian looked at Ling Chenye and asked: "What race is there nearby?"

"There is also a first-class race called the Blood Refining Zhanzu, which is only three years away from here." Ling Chenye responded instinctively, and then asked: "Brother Fu Qiu, shouldn't you be here? Attack the Nine Tribulations God, right?"

Wutian nodded.

"Suck!"

Ling Chenye couldn't help but breathe in the air, feeling like he was dreaming, and his mind was dizzy.

If I remember correctly, this person only completed the divine calamity a hundred years ago and broke through to the eight calamity gods, but he said that he is now attacking the nine calamities gods, is this true?

Ling Chenye held his mind and asked cautiously: "Brother Fu Qiu, is your realm already stable?"

Wu Tian nodded again.

"Huh!"

"Suck!"

Ling Chenye's mind collapsed directly, bending over, holding his heart, and panting hard.

It's not pretending, he does feel breathless.

You must know that even the genius among the geniuses, the evildoers among the evildoers, and the solidification of the realm of the Eight Tribulations Gods will take thousands of years.

Those talents are okay, or ordinary creatures, it will take tens of thousands of years, even hundreds of thousands of years, millions of years!

But this guy in front of me has only used it for a hundred years!

What kind of monster is he reincarnated?

How can there be such a perverted guy in the world?

If this matter spreads, I don’t know how many geniuses will be **** alive, let alone how many old monsters will directly hit the wall.

"Brother Fu Qiu, you really didn't lie to me?"

Ling Chenye asked again, still a little unbelievable in his heart.

Wu Tian said indifferently: "Do I have to lie to you? It's you, you said you have an enemy with the Seven Kills, but why the Seven Kills are destroyed, you didn't show the slightest joy of revenge? Or feel it?"

"Ah!"

Ling Chenye was startled, a trace of panic appeared in his eyes, but disappeared in a blink of an eye, and said in a melancholy: "I want to be happy, but what can happen even if I get revenge? Can my parents be resurrected? No, everything has become a foregone conclusion. I am still alone and I have not changed at all."

"Oh!"

Ling Chenye sighed deeply, looking at Wutian and said: "Brother Fu Qiu, you will never understand my feelings without the experience of me."

Wu Tian looked away, did he really not understand?

No!

He knows better than anyone, that he has no parents, no relatives, and no loneliness of friends.

He just doesn't want to show his fragility in front of others.

"Huh!"

He spit out a long breath in secret, and the turbulent mood was restored without balance, and said indifferently: "Take me to the blood-smelling war clan."

"Good, good."

Ling Chenye hurriedly responded and flew south with Wutian, saying: "Brother Fu Qiu, can you tell me the profound meaning of burying tears and burial desire? I feel that these two supernatural powers are beyond supernatural powers. Category."

Wu Tian shook his head and said: "There are some things that you don't know. I can only tell you that burial of tears and desire for burial are indeed beyond the scope of supernatural powers, but they are not levels, but levels."

Ling Chenye asked: "What level?"

Wu Tian did not answer.

Other supernatural powers, whether it is spiritual supernatural power or martial supernatural power, all cause direct damage to the body, to the godhead, and to the soul, but the four blood burial methods directly attack a person's spirit and soul.

To put it simply, the spiritual power and the martial power are tangible attacks, and the four blood burial forms are invisible attacks. This is the difference in level.

These principles are simple and simple to say, and difficult to say.

For Wu Tian, ​​who has already understood it, it is very easy to understand, but for a layman like Ling Chenye, it is extremely profound.

Seeing Wu Tian didn't mean to explain, Ling Chenye was also fascinated and didn't ask more.

On the way to the blood-refining war clan, I encountered many powerful existences, but they were all resolved by impeccable quickness.

Originally, Ling Chenye thought that after all the way to get along, he would be able to understand Wutian thoroughly, but in the end he found that the other party was still a mystery.

Wu Tian gave him the feeling that besides being against the sky, it was mysterious.

Three years later, the two descended to refine the warriors.

Wu Tian didn't have a word or phrase, and launched a fierce means to destroy the blood-refining war clan and capture three god-level spiritual veins!

The overall strength of the blood-refined war clan is slightly inferior to the seven-kill war clan, and there are only three spiritual veins in the clan.

The result was not beyond his expectations. After absorbing the second god-level spiritual vein, he ushered in the Nine Tribulations.

Without the slightest suspense, he can easily survive the divine calamity, and Ling Chenye is already quite familiar.

But what should I do if there is one spiritual vein left?

Wu Tian meditated for a while, and finally, at the reminder of Ling Chenye, he used great supernatural power~IndoMTL.com~ to narrow the spiritual vein, and then suppressed it in the sea of ​​Qi!

In this way, there is a spiritual vein that continuously supplies him with energy.

Similarly, because of Ling Chenye's reminder, he had a plan invented!

Collect spiritual veins!

While stabilizing the realm, while collecting the spiritual veins, use the same method to suppress the spiritual veins in the sea of ​​qi. When the realm is stable, they will attack the gods of ten kalpas in one fell swoop!

Ling Chenye was stunned when he learned of this plan!

How could this man be so crazy? So lawless?

Is he not afraid to attract the attention of the nine heaven-defying warriors?

Is he not afraid to become a public enemy of the Eastern Continent?

Wu Tian is not afraid, but he is afraid!

If he takes Wutian to sack the spirit veins of the various war races, then he is an accomplice, and he will be held accountable at that time. Even if he has ten mouths, he will not be able to prove his innocence.