Heavenly Lord Asura Chapter 195: Leaving the Holy Land

Walking out of the Ten Thousand Beast Cavern, the old twelve left Wutian and the two, and left directly with Tiangang, saying that he was going to heal his wounds.

"Old guy, why don't you worry about Lord Frog so much? Am I really shameless?" The little guy muttered dissatisfiedly, lowered his head and glanced at himself, grinning, feeling good about himself.

"Little emperor, according to Ditian, the little girl has not come out of retreat until now. Do you want to see her."

Wu Tian pondered and shook his head: "Forget it, maybe she is at a critical juncture, we rushed forward, maybe it will disturb her, let's go back to Cuishanju!"

"That's what I said, but I haven't seen her in a few years. I miss her." The little guy nodded, his tone a little lost.

After several years of cultivating in the Holy Land, the two of them were not in a hurry, and went to Cuishan slowly. On the one hand, it relieved the dullness of these years, and on the other hand, it was to see what the Asura Hall looked like.

Since entering the Temple of Shura, Wu Tian has been busy or in retreat. Apart from Cuishanju and the Great Venerable Palace, he knows nothing about other places.

Along the road, I saw buildings of all shapes and sizes, magnificent and magnificent, which made the two of them amazed. The Asura Palace is indeed much stronger than Yanzong.

The average strength of the disciples is a few levels higher than that of Yanzong. The people encountered on the road are basically above the reborn child, and depending on their age, some of them are young boys and girls. Obviously these years. The newcomer entering the Shura Temple.

The strength of the rookie alone has reached this level, and it is worthy of being one of the three pinnacle forces.

And the disciples of the older generation, on average, are in the early stage of Tuomai, and this kind of strength is several times stronger than that of the first-class sect.

At the beginning, most of Yanzong’s direct disciples were in the reborn stage and the consummation stage. In contrast, the two cannot be compared at all.

The two walked on the trail, their auras converging, like ordinary disciples, so no one paid much attention, they just glanced quickly, and then looked away.

Since entering the Temple of Shura, apart from the twelve sages and elders, as well as the disciples of Shura Hall, no one has ever seen it. The disciples of the older generation may have heard of this name. As for the newcomers Disciple, maybe I haven't even heard of it.

After all, Wutian has been in retreat for too long, and it has been forgotten for a long time. Even if the people who participated in the Hundred Contests that year appeared, even Shanyoude and others, meeting him at this moment, I am afraid it will be hard to remember for a while.

"Do you know? Yesterday, Senior Brother Min Yang challenged Senior Brother Shan. If he wins, Senior Brother Min Yang will officially become a disciple of Shura."

"No way, Brother Min Yang just defeated Brother Wuhen a few days ago?"

"It is true. The eldest brother of my cousin's friend's cousin is a disciple of Shura Hall. I saw it with my own eyes yesterday. There will be absolutely no fakes."

"I really envy Senior Brother Min Yang. He has only entered the Asura Palace for four years. He has passed through the gates and defeated dozens of Asura disciples. According to my estimation, Brother Shan might also lose this time."

"Hush! Be quiet, don't be heard by Brother Shan's cronies, otherwise you will wake up tomorrow, just like Brother Mi and the others, without your underwear."

Several boys and girls gathered in a pile, whispering to each other, with a very low voice, but Wutian and the little guy have a high level of cultivation, but they can't hide their ears.

The two looked at each other, with a sense of curiosity in their eyes, they stepped forward and Wutian asked: "A few friends, do you call good brothers, do you mean kindness and virtue?"

Hearing the words, several people looked over, with a vigilant expression on their faces. One of the young girls stood out from the crowd. She carefully looked at Wutian for a moment, and said in doubt: "The name of Brother Shan, Shura Dianwu No one knows, no one knows, don’t you know, is it a new disciple?"

Wu Tian smiled faintly, did not answer, this look fell in the eyes of a few people, really thinking that he was a new disciple, just breathed out, and his vigilance was greatly reduced.

A young man stepped forward and said: "Brother, you are a newcomer, I don't know. You must not call the name of Senior Brother Shan in the public, otherwise you will suffer accidents."

"What do you say?" Wutian wondered.

Several teenagers chatted and talked, and it was not until half an hour later that Wutian arched his hands and left.

"Little emperor, I didn't expect to see each other in a few years, and they all have become so awesome, especially the fat guy, who hasn't changed his death, and is still so wicked." The little guy whispered.

Wu Tian shook his head, feeling deeply for a while.

Time can really change too much. Back then, Shan Youde and dozens of people came here with the elders of the Asura Hall. In just a few years, they managed to gain a reputation.

From several young people, I learned that the three daughters of goodness and virtue, Wu Feng, Zhang Ting, Xu Yan, Lan Miaomiao, Han Ning, burly man, and Xiao Ai have far surpassed the original after several years of practice. The Asura disciples, ranked among the top ten, collectively known as the Asura Ten Outstanding!

The rest of the people also relied on their hard work to enter the Asura Hall, but their strength is slightly inferior to the ten others.

As for Ditian, Yetian, Tiangang, and the young master of the Asura Hall, they have become legends in the Asura Hall. They are in retreat on weekdays and rarely show up. Many new disciples have only heard of their names. , And never met a real person.

In addition, there are also many newly emerging geniuses, such as Min Yang among the young people. This person is a genius that is rare in a century. He is only twenty years old and has achieved a great success in his cultivation. Period, losing dozens of Shura disciples in a row.

As long as he defeats Kindness and Virtue today, Min Yang can officially become a disciple of Shura Hall.

Asura Hall is the genius camp of Asura Hall. Everyone in it is a rare cultivating genius.

The Shura Hall also represents the supreme honor. It has resources and status several times higher than that of ordinary disciples. Only when you become a disciple of Shura will it attract the attention of the Twelve Great Venerables.

Wu Tian changed attention, planning to go to Shura Hall to see these old people.

Along the way, there are more and more figures and constant whispers, all talking about who wins and who loses.

Wutian was silent, followed the flow of people and walked slowly toward the destination. The little guy's golden eyes turned steadily, and he didn't know what he was making.

"Go away!"

"Go away, Brother Min Hao is here, the rookies are not quick to give way!"

Suddenly, shouts came from behind, and the noisy trail suddenly became quiet, and they retreated to the sides, all with a strong look of fear.

When I saw it, I couldn’t help but look back. I saw a blue-haired young man walking along with a tiger. He was about eighteen years old and six feet tall. He was wrapped in a purple dress with a full face. arrogant.

In front of the youth, two young men in red made their way, with arrogant faces and constant shouts. They looked at the disciples around them even more dismissively.

The little guy said: "This talent's initial cultivation base has made these disciples so scared. It seems that the identity is not simple."

Wutian nodded and stepped away from the disciples on both sides. There are many people who have developed a vein and a great success, but when they look at the blue-haired youth, they dare not look directly, their eyes are terrified. Obviously this person has a strong Backstage support.

"I don't like this kind of bully dog, little emperor, do you want to teach me a lesson."

Wutian shook his head and took two steps back. He stepped aside, not because he was afraid, but because of his youth's strength, it was not worth his shot, or he dismissed it.

He thinks so, but not necessarily others think the same way. A young man in red came forward with stern eyes and said unkindly: "Boy, who did you scold you just now? Say it again!"

The little guy’s voice was not deliberately lowered, so the three of them heard it without any omission, but they all thought it was Wutian’s words, because no one would believe a small beast with a big palm, who can talk. .

"Are you talking to me?" Wutian frowned.

"Haha, the little rookie still frowns, is it angry? Haha." The young man in red laughed, but his face suddenly sank, and he shouted: "Kneel down, kowtow to Senior Brother Min Hao, and learn again. A few dog barks, my uncle will spare your life."

The little guy's golden eyes flashed with golden light, murderous transpiration, but Wutian was comforted by Wutian, quietly looking at the three of them.

Seeing that he was indifferent, the red-clothed youth flashed with cold eyes, and said sharply: "I told you to kneel, didn't you hear? Don't force the uncle to do it, it won't be as simple as kneeling then."

The companion of the young man in red, smirked: "I don’t know how to live or die. I dared to scold Brother Min Hao. I didn’t weigh how many catties I had. I would just kneel down and bang my head and admit my mistake. If not, I’m afraid I didn’t have it today. People can keep you."

"Hehe, it seems that my prestige has faded after Min Hao hasn’t appeared for a few days, and some people dare to be disobedient. It seems that it’s impossible not to reinvent prestige!" Min Hao stepped forward with a smile on his face. It was an extremely cold sneer.

He stretched out a finger, pointed at Wutian, and said lightly: "You kneel down on me, keep kowtow, you want to kowtow, every time you kowtow, you have to say that you are a dog, until I get out of Shura Hall. Until it comes out."

Arrogant and domineering, arrogant, at this moment in this person, it is fully displayed.

"All killed." Wutian said only these three words, then turned and left.

"Go there!"

Two young men in red clothes stick out their arms, their big hands like eagle claws, and grab Wutian's head. However, before they can get close, three golden lights swept out and broke through the air.

The little guy shot~IndoMTL.com~The little paws clicked out continuously, and then without seeing the result, he turned his head, lay on Wutian's shoulder, and left with him.

"Ah!!!"

Three consecutive screams sounded, three golden lights swiftly and fiercely, penetrating through the foreheads of the three, blood sprayed like an arrow, several meters away, and fell to the ground on the spot!

Until they died, the three of them didn't know that they provoke someone who shouldn't be offended.

Until they die, they don't understand that they are dead!

"Suck..."

Immediately, there was a cold absorption sound at the scene, and it was incredible to watch the white-haired young man, the three disciples in the expansion period, be killed in such a simple and easy way.

"Who is he, when did such a terrifying murder **** appear in the Asura Hall!"

Everyone is guessing the identity of the white-haired youth, but there has never been such a person in the memory, as if he appeared out of thin air.