Heavenly Lord Asura

Wutian didn't look back from beginning to end, and said coldly: "Although you take the initiative to come out, if you don't give me an explanation, I will still kill you."

Ling Chenye came behind Wutian, looked at his back uncomfortably, and said bitterly: "Brother Fu Qiu, can't you be more modest?"

"Modest?"

Wutian sneered and said, "Don't challenge my patience."

Ling Chenye said: "I have been following you, just because I am a little curious about you."

"boom!"

Before he finished his words, Wutian burst into an astonishing and fierce air, which firmly locked Ling Chenye.

Ling Chenye got nervous and hurriedly said, "Brother Fu Qiu, I didn't lie to you, I'm really just curious."

Wutian said indifferently: "Someone once said the same thing to me, but her strength is above me, making me unable to resist. If you think that your strength is also above me, you can just continue."

The person he was talking about was Ye Xiuling.

Ling Chenye glanced deeply at Wutian's back, and said helplessly: "Well, I'll tell you why, in fact, I was sent by someone to follow you."

Wutiandao: "Who?"

Ling Chenye said: "The patriarch of the Ming Dynasty war clan, you have taken away the Ming Dynasty war clan's spiritual veins, ruined his clan land and injured his clan members. Naturally, he can't give up, so he ordered me to follow you."

Wutian frowned and said, "With your strength, can a mere Five Tribulations God command you to move you?"

Ling Chenye said: "The patriarch of the Ming Dynasty war clan is naturally not qualified to order me, but there is a strong backing behind the Ming king war clan. This backing is the seven kills war clan. The seven kills war clan belongs to the first-class race, and I am the seven kills. Clan members of the war clan."

Wutian said: "You mean, the patriarch of the Mingwang war clan has asked for help from the seven kills war clan?"

Ling Chenye nodded and said: "Yes, as early as when you snatched the two gods, he had already asked for help from the seven kills war clan, and the patriarch of the seven kills war clan, that is, my patriarch, sent me a message, let I will follow you and keep track of your whereabouts."

Wutian carefully pondered a little, and said: "Since you are a member of the Seven Kills, why do you want to tell me the truth? Are you not afraid that I will kill you? Even if I don't kill you, your patriarch will probably not take it lightly. Forgive you."

"I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid, but if I don't tell you, I will die now. If I tell you the truth, I may still get a chance to survive. Besides, I only hate the Seven Kills. If I can, I really I want to personally eradicate the Seven Kills Zhanzu!"

At this moment, Ling Chenye seemed to be carrying a sea of ​​blood and deep hatred, with endless murderous intent in his eyes.

Wutian said indifferently: "Your hatred has nothing to do with me. Tell me, where is the Seven Kills Clan? How many spiritual veins are there in the clan?"

"Are you still robbing the spirit vein?" Ling Chenye was surprised.

"Don't ask if you shouldn't." Wutiandao.

"Well, I don't ask, there are a total of four god-level spiritual veins in the Seven Kills. As for the location, it is only half a year away from here. I can take you there." Ling Chenye said.

"I will not bring a person to follow me, and I will not leave a person trying to harm."

Wutian's eyes surged with murderous intent, and his fierce aura increased sharply. Ling Chenye's body trembled, and a mouthful of blood spewed out on the spot, and his skin quickly cracked. In a flash, he was bathed in blood, with a pungent smell of blood!

"what……"

Ling Chenye let out a scream, resisting the pain, and begged: "Brother Fu Qiu, don't kill me. I know many things, such as the location of the major races and the number of spiritual veins of the major races. I can take you there. Sack their spiritual veins."

"Do I need you to tell me? I can read your memory directly."

Wutian turned and looked at him. This was the first time he turned. The blood-red eyes were like the eyes of a demon, making Ling Chenye terrified!

What kind of person is he?

How many tribulations and killings will have to go through to accumulate such a terrifying evil spirit?

"Brother Fu Chou, I beg you, don't kill me, I really don't have the slightest bit of malice..."

"For the sake of my loneliness, helplessness, and my parents being murdered by treacherous men, please spare my life..."

"I'm really pitiful. I know the enemy is right in front of me, but I can't take revenge. Heaven, earth, why are you so unfair to me..."

Ling Chenye cried out with tears.

Wutian raised his eyebrows, his fierce air was restrained, and then he fell silent.

Ling Chenye also hurriedly took the next magical medicine to heal his injuries. When he looked at Wutian again, his eyes were already full of fear, and he was extremely nervous.

I didn't expect this person to be so powerful!

Thinking of the original decision, he couldn't wait to slap himself.

For a cold-blooded demon like this, it was too late for the world to hide, and he actually took the initiative to come up, it was really brainstorming.

He really regrets it now!

"Wow!!!"

Suddenly, there were bursts of sound.

Eight figures cut through the sky and came straight here!

Looking at it, Ling Chenye's expression suddenly changed, and said anxiously: "No, Brother Fu Chou, the Seven Killers are here."

Wutian looked up and saw that one of the four was the patriarch of the Ming Dynasty war clan. Among the other seven, three of them were older and all of the Eight Tribulations Gods. The remaining four were relatively young and all of them were in the Seven Tribulations Gods.

In the face of this battle, if you switch to other Eight Tribulations Gods, I’m afraid they’ll flee immediately, but Wutian didn’t care at all. He turned his head to look at Ling Chenye, his eyes flickered, and said: "You told them to come. of?"

Ling Chenye hurriedly said: "It's not me, I can swear a **** oath, if I whisper it, I won't die! Brother Fu Qiu, I know you are very strong, but they have three gods of the Eight Tribulations. The third enemy, your winning rate is almost zero. Before they come, let's run away!"

"escape?"

The corner of Wutian's mouth was slightly lifted, and he stepped forward, stepping on the void, and walking towards the eight people.

Ling Chenye said anxiously, "Brother Fu Qiu, why are you so strong? They are really not your opponents."

"Now I, killing the gods of the Nine Tribulations is as simple as slaughtering a dog, not to mention just the gods of the Eight Tribulations."

Wutian mumbled to himself, and ray of sharp light appeared in his blood-colored eyes.

The patriarch of the Ming Dynasty war clan, the seven men of the seven kills war clan, also quickly noticed the Wutian coming towards him.

The patriarch of the Ming Dynasty war clan brightened his eyes and sternly shouted: "Yes, he stole the spiritual veins."

"Mask man, if you dare to break ground on Tai Sui's head, it seems that you are living impatiently!"

"To offend my seven-kill war clan, it's purely digging my own grave!"

"Today I will see what face is hidden under your mask!"

"The rat generation with its head and tail shrunk, seeing us coming, don't you kneel down and beg for mercy!"

"Although you are also a **** of the Eight Tribulations, it is really easy for us to pinch you to death."

The seven people of the Seven Kills Zhanzu descended around Wutian, surrounded him in the center, with an arrogant tone and contemptuous eyes, as if facing an ant.

Wutian swept across the seven shining martial artists, and said lightly: "Who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to make me kneel?"

"Ha ha……"

"Haha..."

"This beast doesn't even know about us, it's ridiculous."

"Haha..."

Some of the seven pursed their lips and laughed, and some laughed wildly.

The patriarch of the Ming Dynasty’s war clan also gloated at Wutian and sneered: "Miscellaneous, do you know who is standing in front of you? If you don’t know, I’ll explain it to you, they are..."

Wutian said indifferently: "I am not interested in the identity of the dead. And you, you should cherish your life when you left you."

After the words, he took a step forward and pointed out the patriarch of the Wang Zhan clan.

"In front of us, you dare to make times, you really don't know what is good or bad!"

The seven people of the Seven Kills Zhan Clan looked cold, and at the same time they raised their arms and blasted away towards Wutian. The terrifying force shattered this world!

"Since you are looking for death, then send you on the road first."

Wutian's tone was still so cold, but his whole body's temperament changed drastically, like an unsheathed divine sword, with a powerful edge!

"boom!!!"

He fists up and down, blasting out seven punches instantly!

Without any suspense, the bodies of the four Seven Tribulations Gods shattered on the spot!

The arms of the three Eight Tribulations gods were also shattered one after another, and even the flesh was cracked with blood stains, the blood of the gods was scattered, and the sky was red!

Immediately afterwards, Wutian deceived his body with one step, his fists gushing out, and the three eight calamities were completely destroyed!

"how is this possible!"

Seeing this scene, whether it is the patriarch of the Ming Dynasty war clan or Ling Chenye who is worried in the distance, stormy waves are set off in his heart!

Killing four Seven Tribulations in a second is not difficult for Eight Tribulations.

But a **** of Eight Tribulations, in one fell swoop, severely wounded three Gods of Eight Tribulations in the same realm, this is incredible!

However, in Wutian's view, this is just a very common thing, not surprising.

After killing the seven, he waved his big hand again, and the gods and souls of the seven were annihilated, and the space bracelet of the seven was put in the bag.

Only then did he look at the patriarch of the Ming Dynasty war clan.

Seeing this masked man looking at him, the patriarch of the Ming Dynasty war clan was so scared that his legs were weak on the spot, he knelt in front of Wutian, his body trembling, and begged: "My lord, senior, the villain has no eyes and offends the lord's power. ..."

"Is there any need to beg for mercy?"

Wutian faintly opened his mouth, unfolding the iron-blooded means, and volleyed to ~www.readwn.com~ the supernatural power turned into a **** finger strength, passing through the head of the patriarch of the Ming Dynasty war clan, the soul was directly shattered, a The blood arrow shot out.

He grabbed it with a big hand, snatched the space bracelet of the patriarch of the Mingwang war clan, and fell silent again.

The blood and corpse bones falling downward, freeing up strands of pure blood, went upstream and merged into his body.

"So strong combat power!"

Ling Chenye was stunned. With such a sturdy combat power, even if the Nine Tribulations God came in person, it might not be his opponent!

He refreshed and hurriedly came to Wutian's side.

However, he suddenly discovered that this person was actually absorbing the blood of several people!

This kind of behavior can make people angry!

Is he a god? Or magic?

The shocked Ling Chenye couldn't help but raise a question mark in his mind.