Heavenly Lord Asura Chapter 297: Strike the sky with the fighting spirit
"Roo, don't miss this good opportunity, hurry up and record it."
The battle of the strong, especially this battle that can be recorded in the annals of history, can be recorded for tribal people to observe. If you can see something and understand something, you will benefit a lot.
There are also people from the Tianyang tribe who are also recording.
At this moment, the men and horses of the two tribes seem to forget their hatred and grievances, staring intently at the two people who are like gods and demons.
"This sword, if you don't die, this wood spirit will be given to you." I don't know when, there is an extra spar in Divine Breath's hand, which can have a big fist, crystal clear, and horrible. Divine brilliance.
"The Essence of Wood..."
Wutian's heart was shocked. Since entering the Ruins of Absolute Yin, he has never been as shocked as it is now. The only wood spirit in the world is in the hands of Divine Breath, and he intends to give it to himself.
Originally, he didn't expect to get the essence of other elements, because it was too rare and the chance was too slim, and he didn't dare to think about it. However, what he never expected was that it appeared before him.
"If I'm not wrong, your fire spirit body is also activated by the fire spirit, and as long as you don't die, this wood spirit is yours." There was a faint smile on his expression, his tone of voice was windy. Qing Yundan, as if this is not a peerless treasure at all, but an ordinary stone.
"Why are you doing this?" Wutian frowned. There is no free lunch in the world, and the spirit cannot be without any purpose. He gave him such a great gift for no reason.
For himself, he is very confident, and believes that the breath has also been seen. It is impossible to kill him with this sword alone, and the other party will do it. Obviously, it is perfecting him, and there must be clues.
"There is no why, if there is anything, it is to fulfill you, in other words, it is to fulfill myself. As for the reason, you will understand in the future," he smiled lightly.
"If this is the case, then I will laugh at it."
Wu Tian didn’t get to the bottom of it. He held a fiery knife and slashed down. The shadow of the sword that was as high as the sky was like a sword that opened up the world. The sky was shattered, and the gray air flow was raging. The illuminated sky plunged into darkness once again.
"You are strong, but this is not your strength. I look forward to fighting with you again."
The breath of the gods turned and left, as if the gods were coming to the dust, floating out of the dust, not eating the fireworks in the world, but the sky-opening giant sword was still cut down, and the sword and shadow crazily collided together. At this moment, it is like the world is heavy. Open, the terrifying wave of air tore the sky apart!
This moment has become eternal, imprinted in the hearts of everyone in the two tribes, and will never be forgotten in a lifetime.
The divine breath just left, leaving the Tianyang tribe and others behind, his back stretched very long under the blazing light, Xiao yet lonely, as if the vast earth couldn’t hold him alone, and like Yes, he is not a person in this world at all.
This sword did not unexpectedly lead to death, but the injuries were extremely serious. The internal organs and six internal organs were ruptured, and nearly half of the ninety-nine meridians were broken.
Furthermore, after resuscitating the imperial soldier several times, the power of fire in his body has been squandered, his body is weak, and bursts of fainting crazily hit his mind.
The force of the wind is gushing. He is still standing proudly in the air. He is tall and straight, like a needle in the sea, standing and not falling. He did not stop the spirit from leaving, silently watching the fading back, there was something inexplicable in his heart. The melancholy.
The strength of Divine Breath is very strong. He defeated him without using imperial soldiers. This kind of power is far superior to other Saint-child-level powerhouses. It is not an exaggeration to be called a god-child, but I don’t know why. When I look at him, there is always a very pitiful feeling.
An inexplicable emotion stuck in his heart, Wutian faintly felt that the inexplicable words before his breath, and his expression, as if he was saying something, but he didn't understand it.
The light disappeared, darkness descended again, the aftermath of the collision between the shadow of the knife and the great sword gradually disappeared, and the world returned to its original state. While the light dissipated, a green light shot from the sky and fell into Wutian's hands.
This is the essence of wood!
The spirit of his breath kept his words, and when he said he did what he said, he gave Wutian away from the spirit of the wood.
"Why on earth..."
With a wave of his hand, the Huo Lie knife broke through the void and shot towards Luo Chengyou's location. Then Wutian disappeared in this place with his mind full of doubts. His current mood is very annoying, and he does not want to pay attention to the Nanshan tribe and Tianyang. The grievances of the tribe, I just want to find a place to be quiet.
The fighting is still going on, and the **** of death is reverberating here, ready to reap the dead at any time.
The battle between the Nanshan tribe and the Tianyang tribe lasted for a day and a night. It was extremely tragic. The wrecked corpses covered the mountains and plains with broken arms. The blood dyed the land red. Even thousands of miles away, you can smell it. The smell of blood.
The final winner is the Nanshan tribe. After all, they have come prepared. After ten years of hard work and ten years of dedication, they have achieved a **** of death. Bathed in a river of blood, they can’t distinguish between men and women, young and old. , Murderous!
The Tianyang tribe has very little left, and the rest are old and weak women and children.
At the end of the battle, Luo Chengyou led his men back to the Nanshan tribe. As for the old and weak women and children, he did not rush to exterminate them, leaving them to fend for themselves.
Before leading away, he also sent someone to search for Wutian, but he searched all over the area and didn't see him, so he finally had to give up.
On a lonely mountain, a white-haired man sits on the top of the mountain, his eyes closed slightly, and his body is covered by a layer of green light. This is the power of wood, exuding strong vitality. .
Wu Tian has been here for two days. In the two days, he thought about many questions, almost all about Divine Breath, but until the wound was healed in the end, he still didn’t want to understand, so he had to put it down temporarily and start refining. The essence of wood, open the wood spirit body.
Half an hour later, Wutian's body trembled, and his eyes suddenly opened, bursting out a blazing blue light, a fierce bird flying in the sky, very unlucky, two blue lights passed through the head, blood splashing On the spot, fell and died!
"Divine breath, I wrote down this favor," Wutian murmured, and then suddenly got up, the force of the wind gushed, turned into a red light, and disappeared into the sky.
Half a day later, Wutian descended on the other courtyard where Luo Qiang was located, but he was completely empty, and there was no one in the house.
"Master, you are finally back."
Just when Wutian was about to leave, a voice full of surprises rang from outside the courtyard, and then a figure rushed in like a fire.
This person is not someone else, but Luo Qiang.
I saw Luo Qiang rushing in, looking at Wutian with beaming eyes, his face full of admiration and joy.
Luo Qiang had learned everything about Wutian from Luo Chengyou. When he heard that Wutian had used one move to kill the powerhouse of the Hundred Dynasties, he was inexplicably shocked.
From the rubbing records, when I saw Wutian and a man called Divine Breath, the terrifying battle, I was even more excited.
Especially when I heard that this perverted senior who has been teaching himself to practice is a spiritual thief who has been spreading wildly during this period, his careful liver throbs. From then on, he made up his mind that he must worship this man like a **** and demon as his teacher.
So, he has been waiting here for the past two days, and he hasn't seen anyone in the past two days. I thought there was no chance, but the Emperor did not take the pains and finally let him wait.
"Apprentice Luo Qiang pays homage to Master!" Luo Qiang knelt on his knees, respectful.
"Uh!"
Wu Tian was stunned, and he couldn't help but want to laugh. This little guy was quite clever. He joked: "I heard that you are not going to worship a big blond man as a teacher. Why do you worship me now?"
"Master, don't fool your disciple anymore, that's changing...senior, isn't you Master!" Excited, Luo Qiang almost spoke out the nicknames that the two brothers and sisters had secretly given Wutian.
"Really? Do you have any proof," Wutian continued jokingly.
"Master’s true identity is now known to everyone in the entire Nanshan tribe." Luo Qiang explained with a smile. Suddenly, he realized that something was wrong and his expression changed: "Master, you have repeatedly denied your identity. I’m not repenting, don’t want to accept me as an apprentice?"
Wutian laughed dumbly, but his face sank: "It’s not necessary to want to be my apprentice, but one thing you have to know is that not only will I not have a good life with me, but I will face many powerful enemies. Life crisis".
"Why is the enemy afraid? What's wrong with the thousands of strong? Tu'er is willing to fight on behalf of his teachers and conquer all the strong enemies." Luo Qiang's face was solemn and his fighting spirit was boiling, showing a firm determination to follow Wutian throughout his life.
"Don’t say it too early, my enemy is far from your imagination. A single finger can kill you thousands of times, but your character fits my liking. Well, as long as you are willing to give it up Soul, sign a soul contract with me, and I will accept you as a disciple, and follow me to fight the world and crush the sky!"
"Soul contract?" Luo Qiang was puzzled and looked at him puzzled.
Wutian gave a simple explanation. After hearing this, Luo Qiang didn't even hesitate, so he immediately nodded and agreed.
"You can think about it."
"Tui'er thinks about it."
Hearing this, Wutian nodded, and told the little guy with his heart that the soul contract was signed in less than a few breaths.
Huh! !
Without warning, the two disappeared in place and appeared in the star realm.
"This is..." Looking at this strange continent, Luo Qiang's eyes were completely confused.
Two hundred-mile-long spiritual veins, lying in front like a mountain, shake the mind. A purple thunder and lightning, like the nine gods of thunder, billowed in majesty ~ IndoMTL.com ~ all directions. The sun and moon **** plate, the mighty emperor, shocking all souls!
"This is my small world, called the Star Realm. There are many secrets here. Every secret leaked out will invite killing, so I have to be cautious," Wutian said indifferently.
"Small World..."
Luo Qiang was so shocked that he couldn’t himself, his master was too terrifying, even the small world and other treasures beyond the scope of understanding, it took him a long time to come back to his senses, surprised: "Master, the spiritual vein of the seventh heaven Is it also in the world of stars?"
Wutian nodded and waved his big hand, and the two appeared in the courtyard.
"Although you are my disciple now, I still want to warn you, if you disclose these secrets to others without my consent, don't blame me for turning my face and ruthlessly", Wutian has no expression on his face, and his eyes have A frightening cold light.
"Disciples, remember!" Luo Qiang bowed.
"En", Wutian nodded, looked at the hall where Luo Chengyou was, and said lightly: "Let's go, go and say goodbye to your father. I just have something to ask him."