Heavenly Lord Asura Chapter 979: You got into a big disaster
Naturally, the ancestors of the Shura Temple didn't know this. ?
Just being cautious about Wutian, feeling helpless.
To be honest, he has no intention to deal with Wutian at all. It is purely kind, but unexpectedly, kindness is treated as a donkey liver and lungs.
Then, he didn't bother to make himself boring.
Anyway, there is nothing big on the five continents now, so slow down, it doesn’t matter.
Time flies, two years are fleeting in the blink of an eye.
On this day, Wutian finally met the first group of people sent by the king of God!
The two sides were in a tacit understanding and stopped on the surface of the sea at a distance of 100,000 miles, looking into the distance.
The two forces stand far away, and a wave of killing quickly fills the world.
The sea is surging, and the sound is endless!
Wu Tian pretended to be confused, and said in doubt: "The ancestor of the Asura Hall, who are they?"
"I don't know, but looking at them, it's a bad person."
The ancestor of the Asura Palace is really puzzled.
"Couldn't they, they are Poseidon's subordinates? Poseidon knew that we were going to deal with it, so he sent someone to intercept us?" Wutian continued to pretend to be ignorant.
"It's possible." The ancestor of the Asura Hall nodded.
"Wu Tian, I didn't expect to meet you here, so that's good, so that we don't have to go to the five continents. If you know, hurry up and judge yourself, I will leave you a whole body." The first man in purple, arrogantly Said lightly.
This person is the **** son of the Fifth Calamity.
"Do you know me?" Wutian was still pretending.
The purple-clothed man said indifferently: "Don't give me nonsense, let you judge yourself immediately. If you wait for me to take action, you will only end up ruining the bones. And you, you also judge yourself."
"Me?" The ancestor of the Temple of Asura pointed to his nose with a look of surprise.
"Yes, it's you. Give me your hands quickly and don't waste my time." The purple-clothed man said, the contemptuous expression on his face made the ancestor of the Asura Palace immediately angry.
But he held it back.
Because from the first sentence of the purple-clothed man, he judged that these people were not under the sea god, but simply came from Wutian. It is possible that Wutian had offended someone before, and now comes to avenge him. .
So, he chose to swallow his breath and watch with cold eyes.
Wu Tian did not move, with his hands behind his back, silently looking at the man in purple.
When I saw this, another divine son who was more deformed turned his head to look at the man in purple and smiled: "Brother Mu, these two wastes have ignored you."
The purple-clothed man squinted and said lightly: "Then do you know what to do?"
The deformed **** child was taken aback for a while, nodded repeatedly, and smiled flatly: "The younger brother understands that the two wastes are not qualified to let Brother Mu do it. The younger brother is willing to do it for them and kill them."
"En." The purple-clothed man nodded, enjoying the taste of being flattered.
Suddenly, his eyes narrowed.
I saw that deformed **** child, before he took a step, his body suddenly cracked, blood was splashed in all directions, and the painful screams were harsh!
The strong!
A thought floated in my heart.
However, when he looked at the Wutian two on the opposite side, he found that the two of them had not moved, their expressions were calm!
Who is it?
The purple-clothed man was startled and looked around, looking for someone who was secretly making trouble.
The same is true for the remaining eight sons of **** and one hundred elders, and the eyebrows are full of surprise.
"Ah..."
With the last scream, the deformed **** son's body and soul were torn apart one after another, and with a bang, they fell into the sea and were swallowed by the sea!
In the end, it will only become the blood eater of the Kraken.
This is naturally a masterpiece of the ancestor of the Asura Palace. The deformed **** child takes a bite of waste. How can he endure such humiliation by an ant-like little character?
So he was angry, and the consequences were very serious. He used his force to divide the deformed **** son silently.
Wu Tian was right next to the ancestor of the Asura Hall, naturally aware of one or two, his eyes flashed, and he arched his hands and said: "Senior, it's really a good method."
He deliberately revealed this sentence to the Protoss and others, so he did not deliberately conceal it, nor did he deliberately amplify the voice, which was an ordinary conversation.
One hundred thousand miles apart, such a long distance, if it is just an ordinary person, I definitely don't know what Wutian is talking about, but how can a group of Protoss be simple people?
Naturally, I can hear every word clearly!
For a moment, one by one was furious, looking at the ancestor of the Asura Hall with murderous aura.
"You dare to use sorcery to kill the son of God, you really deserve to be punished, do your hands, and smash that waste into ten thousand pieces!" The purple-clothed man yelled coldly.
He had no doubt that the ancestor of the Asura Palace had absolutely overwhelming strength, only that he was using sorcery.
This is the sorrow of the people of the Protoss. Although the Protoss has declined, in their eyes, the Protoss is still the strongest race in the world, and they can't let go of the glory and pride that no longer belongs to them.
In their hearts, the protoss is the sky, the protoss is the god, and everyone else is a waste, ants, dismissive.
The murderous intent of the ancestor of the Asura Hall appeared, and the big sleeves flicked, and a terrifying aura suddenly roared out.
Everywhere I passed, it was like a hurricane swept through, rolling up a huge wave!
The gods of the Protoss and one hundred elders, at this moment, are like tiny ants, crushed and twisted into a blood mist, with no bones left!
Wu Tian hurriedly said: "Keep alive!"
The ancestor of the Asura Palace said blankly: "Give me a reason."
Wutian said: "I want to search for souls to see if they are from the Sea Clan."
The ancestor of the Asura Palace flashed his eyes, and his big hand volleyed. A **** who was about to die on the spot suddenly appeared in front of Wutian.
Wutian pointed out, Po Tian pointed out a blow, pierced through this person's sea of anger, abolished his cultivation base, but in an instant, he read all his memories.
With a palm, the person fell on the spot.
The massacre of the ancestor of the Asura Palace also just ended.
With a wave of his hand, he dissipated the hurricane formed by the sea, and asked: "What did he find?"
No day gloating: "You have caused a big disaster."
"What do you mean?" The ancestor of the Asura Hall raised his brows.
Wutiandao: "These people are from the Protoss, and their identities are extremely noble. Ten men in purple clothes are the sons of the Protoss, and the rest are the elders of the Protoss."
After hearing the word Protoss, the pupils of the ancestor of the Asura Hall suddenly shrank, full of jealousy.
Wu Tian said again: "Originally, the Protoss came to deal with me and the Wushan tribe, but you killed them all, and before the death of the ten gods, the news that you killed them was sent back to the gods. It is estimated that the gods are now You have been listed as a must-kill list."
The ancestor of the Asura Palace furrowed his brows deeper and deeper, looking straight at Wutian without saying a word.
Finally ended in disappointment. In the Wutian look, all he saw was gloat and irritability.
The ancestor of the Asura Palace doubted: "The Protoss dealt with you, I know the reason, but why would it deal with the Wushan Tribe?"
The corner of Wutian’s mouth lifted and said truthfully: "You don’t know that the goddess of the gods, the daughter of the **** king, Xian Bitong, was calculated by Gongsun Hao, not only took her **** puppet, but also let it go. With half of her blood, even when she was in the ancestral land of the Western Regions, she was almost killed by Gongsun Haoshu, so the **** king would anger the Wushan tribe."
"Really?" The ancestor of the Asura Palace questioned.
Wu Tian said indifferently: "If you don't believe me, you can ask Li Tian to ask the Cang God, or the Emperor Jiao and Ying Long, they all know very well."
The ancestor of the Asura Palace went silent, obviously not believing in the words of the lawless side, and secretly informed Li Tian to find out.
Wutian smiled faintly, these are facts, it doesn't matter how you check it.
Of course, some are fake.
For example, when the Protoss dealt with the Wushan tribe, it was his fiction.
In fact, he is the only goal of the Protoss.
He wanted to mix the true and the false, disrupt the thinking of the ancestor of the Asura Palace, making it difficult for him to detect his true conspiracy.
Immediately, his eyes closed slightly and he communicated with Tongtian Shenmu.
As the saying goes, practice makes perfect.
Wu Tian and Shenmu have passed through the ditch many times, and now they basically only need ten breaths to see the situation in the God Realm.
Sure enough, as expected, when it was learned that the people sent out were all annihilated, the two powers of the gods, the king of the gods and the elders of the big clan, can be said to be infuriated.
After some deliberation and deliberation, the two people agreed that the ancestor of the Asura Palace only had the cultivation base of the Ninth Calamity, so they sent seven **** children of the Ninth Calamity to deal with the two.
The two think that they are very smart, and they also think that Wu Tian is bound to die this time.
It’s just that they don’t know, Wu Tian has given them the title of stupid in their hearts.
There are **** puppets, even if the three gods who are sent with pseudo-jihad power, they only have to die.
"Well, look at my head, why did you forget about it."
"When I snatched the **** puppet from Gongsun Haoshu's hands, Xian Bitong had already returned to the **** realm with the Tongtian Shenmu, and the ancient continent was blocked by the Tongtian Bridge with magical power. Naturally, the **** king could not know this. Something..."
"I don't know that the **** puppet is in my hands, maybe I can set up a game, kill them one by one, and destroy the gods step by step..."
"But...the King of God is the Great Sage~IndoMTL.com~The big clan is always the Great Sage of Xiaocheng, and neither of them can deal with it. It seems that we have to find a way..."
"Let’s think about it, blood has the vitality comparable to the water of life. After more than 40 years of absorption, the Qiankun Devil City should have improved its strength...There are also the three major gods of Tongtianmen, which are estimated to be awakened. Soon..."
"If this is the case, it is actually not difficult to kill the king of the gods and the old people..."
Wutian thought silently, his mind withdrew from the realm of the gods, returned to his body, and transmitted to Xiao Wuhao: "Help me see if the strength of the Universe Demon City has been improved, and there are three major gods of Tongtianmen. When will I fully wake up."
In a short while, Xiao Wuhao responded: "I asked Gucheng, and he said that his combat power has been improved to a small sage."
"So fast?" Wutian was surprised.
Xiao Wuhao said: "Nonsense, the ancient city's cultivation level has not fallen again, but the body has been severely damaged. As long as the body is repaired a little bit, the strength will rise. As for the awakening time of the three gods, I cannot be sure. It may wake up immediately, or it may be several years later."