Heavenly Lord Asura Chapter 945: Savage Ruoling
The effect of the increase is still there, and Wutian can finally rest assured. ～
Place the hand of the **** on the sea of blood, telling God to take care of the two new brothers, and then Wutian's figure flashed and appeared in the center of the blood mane bull clan in the center of the imperial city, next to the statue of the bull **** .
In the star realm, no matter where Wutian goes or how far away it is, it's just a thought.
"Meet the master!"
The Bull Emperor, the top ten Bull Emperors, and one hundred bull demons commanded them, all crawling on the ground, respectfully worshipping.
The concentration of blood is so amazing that Wutian can't see them, only the voice can be heard, saying: "You are cultivating here, the speed is too slow, after you settle down your tribe, you should go outside."
"Yes."
The Emperor Niu responded.
Wu Tian confessed a few more words, then bit his finger, pressed it on the ground, a door opened quickly, and then sank.
……
The secret room where the fountain of life is located.
Next to the fountain of life, Wutian squatted on the ground, looking at the divine bones of the four great beasts in the spring's eyes, and for a while, he kept sighing in his heart.
The bones of the gods are only as big as a thumb, flowing with a soft brilliance, and between this brilliance, there are still wisps of jet black or blood red air flowing out of the bones of the gods, and finally dissipated into the invisible.
This is death and evil.
"Oh! Hundreds of drops of the water of life are squandered like this. It is false to say that it is not heartache."
Wu Tian sighed deeply, got up, and looked up at the stalactite on the top of the rock wall. Since the last half of the water of life was taken by the Shangxuan, until now, there is only a mist of water on it.
"Not right."
After careful calculation, Wu Tian felt something was wrong again.
From the last time I came here, until today, it seems that more than four hundred years have passed. According to common sense, at least half a drop can be born in more than four hundred years.
Has it been swallowed by Xiao Wuhao?
After pondering a little, Wutian suddenly realized, and finally understood what was going on.
It turned out that the plasma in the blood pool was taken away by him at that time. Without plasma, it is naturally impossible to give birth to the water of life.
Now Xiao Wuhao pours the plasma back into the blood pool again, so there is only a mist of water.
Wu Tian's secret path is very dangerous, so I want to understand it, otherwise, if I go to Master Xiao Wu Hao Xing to inquire, he will definitely have to be severely taught by him.
After a while, Wutian left the secret room and went to the second floor of the stone room. In the blood pool, the scent is lingering and scented.
Looking around, I found that everything was intact, so he left the underground and returned to the holy place to meditate.
Fifteen days passed in a flash.
This morning, Wutian woke up from the retreat early in the morning. He looked at Han Tian and others. They all entered the retreat. They should not be disturbed. So he closed his eyes, concentrated his mind and communicated with Tongtian Shenmu. .
After a hundred breaths, the familiar God Realm appeared again.
The difference from last time is that today’s Protoss has a festive atmosphere.
The divine mind extends to the greatest extent, and everything is in a panoramic view.
The streets are crowded and crowded. Everyone has a happy smile on their faces. The most talked about topics are Shenmu and Xianbitong.
"Haha, Shenmu returns to the Protoss, our rise is just around the corner!"
"No, because of the fall of the sacred tree, our protoss will decline. If not, the status and strength of the protoss today is by no means inferior to the nine heavenly warriors."
"The return of Shenmu is entirely due to the goddess. I don't know what reward she will get this time."
"The goddess has a phantom body, is intelligent, and she is the daughter of the **** king. If anyone can marry her, then luck!"
"Stop daydreaming, how could the goddess be able to see us, ordinary people like us, even a group of goddesses, it is estimated that they will not be able to enter her eyes, for her, we only have to look up."
Hearing this, Wutian was very surprised, didn't all the gods of the Protoss have been killed by him, could there be more?
Soon, from the discussion of the crowd, he learned that the Protoss had a total of ninety-nine **** children, and the nine people killed by him were the weakest in cultivation.
It is said that the strongest **** child has the cultivation base of transforming the robbery and the nine decays!
Moreover, in the entire Protoss, except for the king, the elder, and the goddess, the sons of the gods have the highest status.
Of course, these gods are quite old, the youngest have lived for a thousand years, and the oldest are ten thousand-year-old antiques.
Gradually, Wutian also learned of the strength of the **** king and the old man.
The king of gods is the great sage of the Dacheng stage, and the great clan elders are the great sage of the small stage.
Think about it, the former head of the hundred tribes in the holy world has fallen to the point that there is not even a great emperor. It is no wonder that the **** king will not hesitate to offend several gods such as Tongtianqiao, but also grab the gods.
"Hurry, hurry, and give me a bit of swiftness. I must arrange everything for my **** son within half an hour."
Suddenly, a urging sound rang under the Shenmu.
The spirit of God shrouded, and I saw that the sacred tree rooted in the center of a square. The square was more than ten thousand feet long. A man in purple was standing in the center of the square, holding a folding fan in his hand, pointing east and west, and his mouth. I kept yelling, be careful, hurry up and so on.
Around the square, hundreds of young men and women were arranging the environment and placing various utensils. They were very busy.
Half an hour passed quickly, and the results of the busy schedule came out.
I saw a circle of offerings around the sacred tree. This offering was not an ordinary offering, but was carefully polished from an unknown jade stone, engraved with rare and exotic animals, beautiful mountains and rivers, Very beautiful!
The offering stage is full of spirit extracts, spirit fruits!
Besides, they are all imperial medicines, effusive and full of spirits, reflecting the emptiness in all colors.
For the outside of Taiwan, there are neatly arranged futons. Carefully count them. There are ninety-three.
After hundreds of young men and women arranged everything, they left the square one after another.
When the square was empty, the man in purple with the folding fan in his hand bowed to the void and respectfully said: "God, everything is ready, the ceremony can begin."
As soon as the voice fell, the King of God appeared in the square and nodded slightly to the man in purple.
The purple-clothed man bowed again, turned around and broke through the air. It was less than three breaths. Three bells ringed continuously, loud and loud, echoing in the sky of the entire God Realm.
This means that the return ceremony of the sacred tree has officially begun!
Wow!
The old man appeared first, and after saluting the king, he stood beside the king.
Immediately afterwards, ninety gods, including the purple-clothed man who had left before, broke through the air one after another, paid a deep respect to the **** king and the elders, and stood respectfully behind them, just looking at them. Can't help but sweep towards the Shenmu behind him, full of curiosity.
Outside the square, there was also a crowd of people, but none of them walked into the square and stopped outside the square.
In a short while, the world was filled with laughter, admiration, joy, melancholy and other sounds.
Suddenly, the crowd commotion.
The godless mind stretched out, and when I saw it, the crowd at the entrance of the square rushed to both sides, presenting a three-foot-wide avenue. Two immortal and beautiful women, holding hands, talking and laughing. , Walking between the avenues like the stars arched over the moon.
The men on both sides are all looking admiring.
"Is she Ruoling?" Wutian had an inexplicable touch in his heart.
One of the two women is Xian Bitong.
Beside her, there is a stunning beauty, wearing a light yellow floor-to-ceiling dress, with a round oval face, her skin is brighter than snow, her brows are picturesque, her cheeks are flushed, and her body is full of youthful and lively breath. .
Walking into the square, the two women smiled and leaned forward and said: "I have seen the king of the gods, I have seen the elders of the big family."
It's just the smile on Xian Bitong's face, obviously stiff.
"I have seen Bitong goddess, Ruoling goddess." Ninety godsons arched their hands together.
They have long been attracted by the two women, their eyes are amazing, and in order to win the goodwill of the two beautiful women, they all show their most charming smiles, but they are directly ignored by the two women.
Actually, Xian Bitong and Xian Ruoling are in the Protoss, they have always been very close to people, but in advance, they have no crooked minds.
And the ninety **** sons, all coveted their beauty and status, and did everything possible to please them. Therefore, for these people, the two women hate them in their hearts, and they don't even want to take a second look.
"Hee hee."
Xian Ruoling stepped forward, hugged the arm of the old man, shook it gently, and said coquettishly: "Uncle, look, you haven't come to see Ruoling for a long time, should you let Ruoling pull? Where's your beard!"
Looking at the white beard that drifts with the wind on the old man’s chin, Ling Ruo Ling’s big eyes flickered, and both hands seemed a little restless.
The old man hurriedly stretched out his hand to protect his beard, hehe smiled and said, "Uncle, there is something to do. When things are done, the uncle promises to take my little Ruoling to visit the mountains and play water immediately."
"Uncle I don't know how many times I have said this sentence, but I haven't realized it once, liar." Xian Ruoling stomped her feet, her cheeks full of grievances.
The old man feels distressed for a while, and his eyes are doting, and the old big hand who protects the beard, patted her delicate arm a few times, smiled and said: "This time the uncle must speak up."
But at this moment, Xian Ruoling suddenly made a move, grabbing a handful of beard and pulling it hard, and even the skin was pulled off.
The old man made a painful cry, rubbed his aching chin, stared angrily at the sly-faced little niece in front of him, and said angrily: "Little Nizi, why don't you know how to respect the old and love the young? "
Xian Ruoling glared back unwillingly to show weakness, and said: "Hmm, who makes you speak is not counted, next time you dare to lie to me~ IndoMTL.com~ I will take advantage of your retreat and take you out. All the beards."
The old man of the big family said: "You little bastard."
Xian Ruoling said: "You are a liar."
The old man said: "You are arrogant and unreasonable."
Xian Ruoling said: "You don't respect the old, you rely on the old to sell the old, bully the weak, you are an old bastard..."
Seeing an old man and a young man, in such a sacred and solemn place, with big eyes and small eyes, quarreling endlessly, the ninety **** children are all stunned.
Xian Bitong wanted to laugh, but his father didn't dare to laugh out loud. As a result, his cheeks became flushed, which made the ninety gods' eyes a feast.
The crowd outside the square also couldn't help but laugh. In the entire God Realm, I am afraid that only this little witch, who is not afraid of the sky, dares to pull the beard of the big clan elder, and yell at him.
"Sure enough, as the King of God said, it's more lively, more active, and more...savage." Looking at the behavior of Xian Ruoling, Wu Tian couldn't help but feel amused. She was really a lovely woman.