My Young Lord Is Really Righteous Chapter 409: ? Damn… familiar taste
"The son is too justice ()"
As the magic sword Ashura who appeared in Luo Hong's debut, Luo Hong is still very patient.
There is no direct wave of fierceness like Xiaodouhua.
Although it is possible, it is not necessary.
If it gets too fierce, Miss Demon Sword will just quit her burden, and it will be uncomfortable. Therefore, Luo Hong's words are still pleasant.
Luo Hong needs to know the ancestral land of the Asura clan, the blood and tears that flowed down from Miss Demon Sword's eyes disappeared, and then, with Luo Hong, drifted away into the darkness.
The speed is extremely fast, but in a flash, it swept a very long distance.
Luo Hong thought for a while, stretched out his hand and took the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva with small bean flowers, and headed toward the depths of hell.
The dark tide surged above, and there was blood everywhere in the hell.
The earth is barren, dead, and cold everywhere.
There are some lone souls wandering, and from time to time there are fragments of limbs digging out of the mud.
Luo Hong felt the terrifying fluctuations in the hell. Obviously, killing a corpse king also attracted the attention of the powerful existence in hell.
This is what Luo Hong had expected.
Luo Hong flew across with the little bean curd, looking up at the deep hell.
According to common sense, he should be low-key when he enters hell. After all, the strong in **** is not less than the heavens, but Luo Hong doesn't care.
Now, he doesn't have much time, the pseudo-emperors of the four clans of the heavens are attacking the realm of the true emperor, and there is no time for Luo Hong to slowly conquer the hell.
Besides, **** is not the same as heaven.
Luo Hong is in hell...In fact, he has a stronger ruling power than in the heavens.
Hell is like the undead world in the evil lord's cave sky, Luo Hong is able to swallow the evil spirit in the spirit of the undead to strengthen the undead world, so...
Luo Hong does not intend to take **** slowly.
Directly strong wave.
If the **** powerhouse strikes, Luo Hong will be destroyed directly.
He Luo Hong is not a good-tempered person.
The atmosphere in **** became more and more anxious, as if **** flames were burning, making the atmosphere sometimes cold and hot.
Although Miss Demon Sword is transformed into a sword spirit, she still has memories of Ashura's ancestral land.
Take Luo Hong all the way through the darkness.
Of course, at Luo Hong's current speed, the speed of the magic sword flying is not as fast as Luo Hong, but it is not too slow. Flying sword is extremely fast.
Almost half a day has passed.
Luo Hong, who was carrying the Jizo and hanging behind the magic sword, felt that the speed of the magic sword asura began to slow down.
Luo Hong saw a city with only debris left from a distance.
The city is full of ancient atmosphere, although only the remains of the city are left, but from the wreckage alone, you can see the exquisiteness of the city!
Luo Hong's eyes are sharp, and you can see that every brick of the city is engraved with fine lines.
Every brick is like a work of art.
Luo Hong's eyes picked up slightly.
Boom!
The Magic Sword trembles lightly, and the red dress is flying, the figure of Miss Magic Sword suddenly emerges.
There is sadness in the eyes, with the emotion and sadness of the vicissitudes of life.
"This is the ancestral land of Asura."
Miss Demon Sword opened her red lips lightly and said softly.
Luo Hong needs this ancestral land, and she brought Luo Hong here today, although she doesn't really want someone to disturb the cleansing of the destroyed Asura.
However, Luo Hong is now her master, and she has no choice.
Luo Hong descended with the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, carrying his hands on his back, and walking slowly on the blood-colored earth.
Stepping on this city with only ruined walls, Luo Hong's starry eyes began to flicker. With countless stars surging, Luo Hong seemed to see many figures, those figures were slender and beautiful.
They are all members of the Ashura tribe.
The former city was also very noisy. In hell, it was the most lively place.
"Asuras..."
In the distance, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva puts his palms together, and his face is also a little complicated.
She doesn't know much about this race. She only knows that in the ancient records, when the Asuras were glorious, they were once the pinnacles in hell, and even the Zombies did not dare to provoke the Asuras easily.
However, when this clan was at its peak, in one day, the emperor fell, the strong died, the city was destroyed, the sky collapsed...
Directly die away.
Only the remains of the city are left, and in the legend of hell, it is reduced to ethereal.
"Why did the Asura tribe, who were in their prime, suddenly annihilate?"
The Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was a little dazed, said.
The Three Realms seemed to be more complicated than she thought.
And why did Luo Hong come here?
Luo Hong didn't explain too many habits, and walked directly before the wreckage of the city, Luo Hong didn't set foot in it.
Instead, he raised his hand and pushed forward slightly!
Om!
In an instant!
There was a terrifying sword aura bursting out, as if it had been resuscitated from eternity, and immediately rushed up, covering the world with blood.
Screams of killing, anger, fighting, clanging armor...
It's endless!
A sword energy full of anger and unwillingness is surging, tearing everything between heaven and earth.
Luo Hong retracted his hand, a solemn color appeared in his eyes.
"Even if it is destroyed, the guardian formation is still active!"
"Even if you are a powerhouse of the heavenly king level, if you rush in, I'm afraid they will be torn to pieces!"
Luo Hong exclaimed.
This formation is indeed very delicate, incorporating countless sword auras.
It's worthy of being the masterpiece of the No. 1 soldier caster in the Three Realms.
Arrangement of formations requires formations, and formations are actually a kind of forging soldiers.
Miss Demon Sword floated from her red dress flying.
"The guardian array is immortal, it was arranged by the Asura Emperor himself, and it takes a huge price to break through."
"Otherwise, this Ashura site would have been explored for such a long time here, and there would be no treasures left behind."
Miss Demon Sword said coldly.
Luo Hong turned his head to look at her, smiled gently, a little curious: "I am a little curious, since the Asuras have been annihilated, why do you exist?"
"Magic Sword Asura...This sword is not ordinary, at least in terms of sword-making skills, even if I am now, it may not be comparable to me."
"Miss sister, who is your identity?"
Luo Hong is indeed curious.
And Ms. Demon Sword was at a loss as to what Luo Hong said.
She can't remember who she is.
She only knew that she was a sword spirit, and she still remembered the direction of the Asura clan, but there were so many things that she had forgotten.
She is just a sword spirit after all, not a living person.
Luo Hong squinted his eyes, but he didn't delve too deeply, but his heart gradually became serious.
The magic sword asura is a sword rewarded by the human skin book. At the beginning, Luo Hong was relatively weak. At that time, how he was cared about, even if he cared about it, he couldn't touch this level.
However, Luo Hong has now reached this level, but he still can't see through the magic sword asura.
Even, as he became more skilled in casting soldiers, he understood the extraordinary of this magic sword.
Coincidence?
The reward given in the early stage of the human skin booklet actually rewarded such an invisible weapon?
"The immortal body of the heavenly devil, the evil god, the asura of the demon sword... are all related things in the Three Realms."
"But they all suffered more or less calamity. The demons were squeezed out in another starry sky, and they were about to die. The evil gods were confined in the dark forbidden zone, and the Asuras... were exterminated."
"Are they all related to human skin brochures?"
Luo Hong laughed, feeling...The water in the Three Realms seemed to be deeper than he thought.
And why does this man's leather book appear next to him, who just appeared, by accident?
"Is it because the traverser... is from another time and space, beyond the three realms?"
"That's why this human skin booklet will appear by my side? With my growth?"
Luo Hong shook his head and didn't think about it anymore. Now it seems that many things can be connected together, and there are clues to follow.
But sometimes, knowing too clearly is not a good thing.
Luo Hong was shocked, and the blood and strength in his body surged like an oven.
The cave sky appears, and the regular river is flowing.
The king's realm is at its peak... It's only a matter of time to set foot on the heavenly king, it's just a matter of accumulation.
Just when Luo Hong was standing in front of the Ashura Ruins, thinking about the problem.
The void in the distance.
Suddenly there was a wave of death spreading, the darkness came under the oppression like a black cloud, and the darkness tide was washed away.
One horrible figure after another appeared above the dark tide.
The dark beams of light transformed by Taotao's death energy rushed into the tide, densely packed, and in each beam of light, there was a corpse king looking at it with brutality.
That is the army of **** corpses and demons!
The murder is rolling, the **** is shaking!
Death is all over the sky!
The Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva changed his face in amazement, turned his head to look far away, his pupils tightened.
"Hell Army..."
So strong!
The corpse demon king, the corpse king... There are too many powerful existences!
Luo Hong is rash!
With only one person, how did you fight against so many powerful people?
The auras in Luo Hong and Jizo Bodhisattva are so strong that they have attracted the attention of many powerful men in hell.
The dark tide is rolling.
Rolling bones have been built into a throne.
On top of the throne, the corpse emperor sits upright, grinning, showing his mouth full of sharp teeth.
The scarlet eyes and dark golden pupils stared at Luo Hong standing in front of the Ashura ruins.
"The world is the emperor of the world..."
The corpse demon emperor spoke slowly, his voice vibrated, and the mountains and rivers of the **** were shaking.
"The Asura clan has been destroyed, and outside the ruins of the city of Asura, there is the'Asura Killing Array' arranged by the Asura Emperor, which contains the anger and murderous intent of the Asura Emperor, and the emperor must not enter..."
The corpse demon king said with a smile but a smile.
At the side of the Zombie Demon Emperor, the guardian of the Celestial Realm changed into Yun Taicang's face, standing quietly, looking at Luo Hong with complicated eyes.
Meet again.
This guy, after tossing the world, after tossing the heavens, now he is starting to toss hell.
Of course, Yun Taicang's emotions are complicated and another point is Luo Hong's strength.
The king's realm is at its peak...It's only a ray of distance away from the heavenly king.
This monster is improving too fast!
Is he Yun Taicang the son of destiny, or you Luo Hong the son of destiny?
Yun Taicang obviously has been recognized by the meaning of heaven, but why is it often deflated in front of Luo Hong.
Really... very upset!
Luo Hong raised his eyebrows slightly.
"The cloud is too blue?"
At the next moment, Luo Hong's eyes moved slightly: "The guardian of the heavens... won't it be your clone? You clone!"
Luo Hong spit out.
Even Luo Hong couldn't help being moved, this is compelling...How many clones are you?
Yun Taicang looked at Luo Hong, with a complicated expression, and there was an unconcealed murderous intent.
Luo Hong smiled brilliantly.
Ignoring Yun Taicang again, he looked at the corpse demon emperor, and looked at the surrounding **** and the army of all races unified by the corpse demon emperor.
A sense of oppression, like the overturning of a mountain.
It's depressing and it's breathless.
Luo Hong is okay, the Jizo Bodhisattva with the body of Xiaodouhua really can't breathe a little.
Facing the power of hell...
Still inexplicably scared.
Ji Zang was able to suppress **** for eight thousand years because she took advantage of the power of rules, and if there was no power of rules, she was afraid that she would be hanged.
"The Demon Emperor..."
Luo Hong squinted his eyes while looking at the corpse demon emperor.
Very strong, very powerful.
It seems to have surpassed the realm of the pseudo-emperor and reached the level of the true emperor!
The Three Realms cannot become an emperor, so the corpse demon emperor should not be in the realm of the true emperor, but in terms of combat power, perhaps not weaker than the true emperor...
This corpse demon emperor is also a top-level evildoer!
"Is **** enthusiastic enough?"
The corpse demon emperor laughed and sat on the bone chair, propped his chin.
"The Emperor has been sealed by the Emperor for 100,000 years. A few days ago, I felt that there were stars crashing. It should be the death of the Emperor. It is a pity that this hatred cannot be retaliated personally."
"But it doesn't matter, you, the emperor of the world, can be regarded as the inheritance of the emperor. With your life, you will pay tribute to the emperor's 100,000 years of freedom."
"Hell, come where you want to come."
The corpse demon emperor said coldly.
The next moment, supporting the chin with one hand, lifting the other hand, and gently flicking forward.
Boom boom boom!
The violent corpse king suddenly roared and rushed out!
The face of Jizo Bodhisattva is pale.
How to resist this?
Luo Hong didn't even think about resisting. He stepped out and appeared behind the pale-faced Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in a teleportation manner.
Raise his hand a little bit between his brows.
The Ksitigarbha's will was instantly suppressed, and the gold in his eyes dissipated, Xiao Dou Hua's will returned, Xiao Dou Hua looked at Luo Hong nervously.
"The father... the son!"
Luo Hong glanced at her: "Shut up and follow."
Lifting the back of Xiaodouhua's neck, stepped on it in one step, and rushed directly towards the Asura ruins protected by the sword-powered "Sura Killing Array".
There was a hum.
The magic sword Ashura fell into Luo Hong's hands.
Miss Demon Sword's red dress fell down, she lay on Luo Hong's back, and walked towards the city together.
Over the dark tide.
The corpse demon emperor smiled faintly: "Looking for death..."
"It is not an imperial state, no entry is allowed."
This is not a joke.
Asura clan, at a time when they were very prosperous, the corpse demons did not dare to respond to their sharpness.
Although Emperor Asura fell overnight, the formation he left behind still killed Wushuang.
Luo Hong rushed to the ruins of the Ashura city, just approaching the area, the terrifying sword aura seemed sharp to cut the rules!
Densely, like a hearty summer rain, washing towards Luo Hong.
Luo Hong's eyes condensed.
"Asura state."
Luo Hong whispered.
The body is boiling with blood, the body is raised up, and the white hair is long at the waist.
Boom!
The sword aura that fell down abruptly stopped.
Luo Hong carried the small bean curd, and stepped into the city like this.
The **** sword aura crashed down, engulfing Luo Hong's disappearing back.
Above the dark tide.
Crack!
The handguard of the bone seat of the Demon Emperor Corpse was instantly crushed by him!
There is a bit of incredible in the eyes!
"Asura... a tribe?"
Yun Taicang also narrowed his eyes.
Fuck!
coming!
This damn... familiar taste!
……
Luo Hong opened his eyes, his white hair was slender and waist-length, spread out like frost and snow.
With an indifferent complexion, with one hand holding Xiaodouhua's neck, Xiaodouhua shivered, almost feeling like she was missing.
However, a power emerged from Luo Hong's body, which enveloped her, making her extremely relieved.
Hand-held little bean curd, with Miss Devil Sword on her back.
Luo Hong breathed out a suffocating breath, and scanned the dusty Asura city for endless years.
Luo Hong actually had some guesses in his mind that he might be able to enter the city of Asura by using the Ashura state.
The corpse demon king said that if you want to enter the city of Asura, you must have enough strength to suppress the power of the Asura killing array.
However, Luo Hong doesn't need it, because he can be transformed into an Asura tribe.
Sura will not attack the people in the killing formation. This is Luo Hong's guess.
Outside, there is agitated sword energy, but inside, there is a bit of loneliness.
The ancient city seemed to remain the same, the fire was burning, and the crackling sound of sparks burst into my ears.
This is a good, but peaceful city.
It's just that there isn't a single figure in the city, it looks extremely silent and gloomy.
Miss Demon Sword floated down from Luo Hong's back.
The eyes seemed to be a little dazed, and he galloped away in a certain direction in the city, seeming to have a strange force pulling her.
Luo Hong picked up his eyebrows and followed Miss Demon Sword with the little bean curd.
DaDaDa...
In the big city, the sound of footsteps is particularly clear, echoing.
Unconsciously, Luo Hong found that the surrounding area became hot.
There is actually a huge forging square in front of your eyes.
This square for casting soldiers is really too big, and above the square, there are casting platforms one after another, like a dotted area, densely covered with steps, one after another.
On the top level, there is only a scarlet forge.
The flames of **** burst out, and on the casting platform, endless metal is flowing viscously.
Miss Demon Sword drifted up along the Casting Square in a daze.
Luo Hong frowned.
He found that the picture in front of him had changed, as if time was going back, countless pictures flickering in front of his eyes.
Finally, freeze frame in a dynamic picture.
In the screen.
A very handsome woman, wearing red armor, bloodied all over, is seriously injured and dying.
The woman raised her head, sharp ears, scarlet lips, and beautiful angry eyes, staring at the billowing cloud dome of blood.
And the blood clouds are rolling in.
Luo Hong's eyes narrowed.
He saw a bright white palm fall abruptly in the blood cloud!
It's just that, this time, except for the palm of the hand, there seems to be a faintly white figure stepping out!
I can’t see my face clearly, but I can feel the mighty power!
The woman's hair is flying, and she is angry, unwilling, and stern roar!
Boom!
The sky seems to be split!
Countless regular chains fell down, lashing at the woman.
The woman's armor was all shattered and turned into a red dress like blood.
All the members of the Ashura tribe knelt on the ground, staring at this scene tremblingly.
The emperor fights with the sky!
What can they... do? !
Countless chains fell, suppressing the woman's body, and the woman was crushed to death.
The other regular chains, like tentacles one after another, shoot out!
Puff, puff!
In Luo Hong's constricted eyes~IndoMTL.com~ Every regular chain runs through the body of an Asura tribe.
The blood of these Asuras was hot and spattered, and while being pulled and shaken, it was thrown into the blood-colored casting platform that was burning with flames at the highest part of the casting square.
The sound of miserable howling fills the entire city!
Regardless of young or old, no matter how young, no matter how strong or weak......
Under the rules, they are all thrown into the casting platform like ants.
Blood water makes the flames of the forging platform more and more soaring!
And a sword with scarlet in the dark, slowly climbed up from the casting platform.
The terrifying power is stirring, impacting all around!
The Yingbai figure is huge, with countless chains tangled down, pulling and controlling the woman's body, letting her grab the sword.
The woman shook her head frantically, smiled frantically, with blood and tears in her eyes.
Holy shit!
The woman scolded the sky angrily.
The body detonates instantly!
The entire Asura City was wiped out at this moment.
The chain of rules that control a woman's body has also broken one after another.
The woman's red dress flew up, hugged the sword, and withdrew into the sword-forging platform again.
The red dress spreads, like a **** lotus blooming.
And countless souls were liberated from the sword one after another, crying, and disappearing in all directions...
The trance picture in front of Luo Hong disappeared.
His eyes regained clarity.
I discovered that I didn't know when I had reached the last step of the Forge Square.
Sister Demon Sword in the red dress and Qianying stood on the blood-colored sword-casting platform where the flames never died down.
A step away from him, unfamiliar, cold, emotionally complicated...looking down at him.
Red skirt corners and white shirt robe.
Intertwined in the beating flames of the forging platform.
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