Legend of the Asura

Xiao Tian shook his head: "It is said that Uncle Chen used his own flame power to suppress the coldness of the ice and to offset a large part. Although this obliterated her talent, and perhaps forever I can't reach the horror realm at that time again, but in order to get normal care and care for the ice, he has no choice. The ice at that time was terrible, but after all, it was just a newborn child, and the ability of Uncle and Chen Shushu. compared to."

The ice abilities were suppressed and offset by Chen Yan... The wind stunned and shook his head: "It’s a pity."

"Yeah. Otherwise, with the amazing talent of ice, perhaps the strength of her age has already passed the current Uncle Chen." Xiao Tian also said without regret.

Windy hands clasped in his arms. He suddenly thought that if his power of chaos reached the realm of the fifth layer, he could completely provoke the power of the ice that was suppressed in Chen Binger's body.

However, from the first level to the second level, he has not succeeded in ten years of hard work, and the breakthroughs from the first to the fourth level all depend on the desire for life at the time of sudden death, which leads to miraculous continuity. breakthrough. And to break through the realm of the fourth layer... too difficult and too difficult. He does not know that it will take several years to reach.

Thinking and squatting, the wind slowly took a nap. When he felt the sinking of his body and woke up, there was already a little dim outside.

"Reached?"

"Well! It’s just this time, it seems that it’s not very good, it’s going to be dark.” Xiao Tian’s hand said as he moved fast.

"It's ok."

With his eyesight, even in the dark night, he can clearly see everything around him, and there is no difference between it and the day.

At the moment, it is one of the unremarkable ones in the South China Sea islands of China. Before the helicopter stopped, the wind leaped directly out of the window. Xiao Tian also followed. In the distance, the neat footsteps are far and near. In less than ten seconds, hundreds of fully armed, sharp-eyed elites are sorted out and standing in front of them.

"Long!!"

A hundred individual shouts are carrying a lot of momentum. They don't know the wind, but they can't recognize Xiao Tian and the helicopter that is not too big.

The reaction and momentum of these people made the wind nod and secretly nod. Xiao Tian asked casually: "What is the situation on the island these days?"

The leader with the head immediately said: "Everything is normal. We will not allow anyone to escape from here, and will not allow any outsiders to enter here. If there are any irregularities that we cannot handle, we must report to Chang for the first time!!"

The wind stunned them and they stopped looking at them. To Xiao Tiandao: "Take me the situation on the island."

"Good! Boss, although I stayed here for a short time, I am familiar with it..."

The leader of the team was dumbfounded to see the back of the two men - the sacredness of that person, the future tiger group is so respectful to him.

The night has finally come down, and the wind and Xiao Tian are still talking about and planning everything on the island. It is a tropical area surrounded by lush greenery, and the bright moonlight shines brightly on the woods. A little bit of silver shines through the leaves. The grass on the ground is scattered all over, and occasionally there is a bit of pure white, light pink, yellow-yellow flowers in the middle, and the pearl-like brilliance shines under the illumination of the moonlight. Here, there are all kinds of pure natural gas without any pollution. The center of the island is a variety of factories, which together add up to nearly a thousand acres. This scale has been completed in a short period of time, and it is not known how much human and material resources are invested.

The one million bottles of red potion was released from the refining pot and piled up in the clean warehouse that was set up. The wind looked at it again and again, and said: "Let's go."

“Now?” Xiao Tian clearly glimpsed and glanced at the dark sky. “It’s already dark now. And, boss, you don’t want to see what they are going to do tomorrow?”

"No, I don't know anything about this. And Yao, they are waiting for me to go back and throw them away from home. I don't trust."

Xiao Tian’s face suddenly dawned on him, and he smiled and said: “It’s the same. Ok, then go back now and estimate that you can go to Jinghua before dawn.”

The two began to fly back along the route, and talked about non-nutrition topics along the way. For a long time, the wind sullenly yawned, slowly slumbering in the sound of the body rubbing the air.

The more northward, the darker the night is. I don't know how long it took, the eyes of the wind slammed open and shouted: "Small day, stop!"

Xiao Tian controlled the helicopter in suspension at the fastest speed. He frowned and asked: "Boss, what happened?"

The window is still dark, except for the sound of mechanical rotation. The wind did not answer, half closed and quietly felt everything around. The helicopter was not far from the ground. Just a moment ago, he clearly felt a familiar atmosphere, and the breath surprised him.

His dignified look made Xiao Tian’s atmosphere not dare to take a breath, watching him in amazement.

The eyes opened and the wind opened the door, and the head did not return: "Wait for me to come back here."

The night was as deep as paint, and the wind leaped from the helicopter. The body cut the night and straightly fell to the breath. After a few seconds, the air machine suddenly became strong and locked him firmly. He knew that the other party had already seen him.

Did not deliberately cover up anything. Because he knows that the other person may have little interest in his current identity. Even if you know, it is absolutely impossible to talk to outsiders.

This is an old, or dilapidated courtyard, and the architectural style is infinitely inclined to the ancient style. Several old houses are enclosed in a large yard. Although the old and the dilapidated are revealed everywhere, it seems that there is no clutter. It seems that some people will carefully clean up here. And the goal of coming here is standing in the middle of the yard. Without the slightest affection, I look at the wind and the wind that flies down from the sky like a god. When he falls, the three-meter blood color The giant sword is lifted high.

Seeing the shape of the sword, the wind screamed in the air. Because that is clearly... the end of the day, Huang Quan!

"Hate the sky!" He sighed. Looking at his movements at this time, he understood it. It must have been that he was practicing the sword, so the breath would be inadvertently dissipated and awakened him.

The end of the day, Huang Quan actually appeared in the real world... The brows of the wind became more and more tight.

Answering him was a sword wind with a **** smell, and a terrible breath locked him firmly, leaving his body with a moment of paralysis. His heart was in vain, Xuanyuan appeared in his hands, and the hard-working grid blocked the overwhelming blow.

A shrill weapon slammed, and each of them retired three steps.

Strong strength. Cold sweat spread on the wind. The repression of the breath from hate, the uncontrollable disorder of his whole body's energy, made him unable to swing half of his usual ability. For the first time, he was the first time he encountered this situation. Even in the face of the sword god, he did not have such an encounter.

Chaos broke through to the fourth floor. Although he did not break through in terms of degree, the power of chaos increased sharply. He confident that today’s self-defense will not be defeated even if it is facing the upper leaf, and Xuanyuan’s words will definitely win. . Faced with the **** sword in front of him, although there is only one face-to-face confrontation, he feels the heavy pressure.

His strength is even above Ye Huangtian! !

The age of twenty is such a repair. It seems that the legend of the power to kill God does not seem to be false.

"Repair... Luo!" staring at the golden sword in his hand, his dead-water gaze was shocked for a moment, and he could not believe why it would appear in two worlds like his own doomsday. But very quickly, he recovered indifference, the giant sword slammed, and a **** light arc came out from the sword and shot at the wind. This is the energy wave condensed by the end of the Yellow Spring. The difficulty of its formation is absolutely extraordinary. Imagine, and in this situation, people can only imagine through movies, never imagined that someone can really do this.

The strength of hatefulness may be stronger than he imagined. The **** light and shadow of the **** face confuses the surrounding airflow and space, making his body almost impossible to move. Feng Xun quickly swayed Xuanyuan across his chest. In this case, his degree of anti-sky became useless.

boom!

The light and shadow hit the Xuanyuan, and the whole body seemed to be hit by the heavy hammer. The footsteps continued to retreat, and the body blew. And the light fox is still persevering, it seems to break the Xuanyuan defense.

The wind sighed low and the Xuanyuan in the hand slammed, and an incomparably sharp breath poured out from Xuanyuanjian. The huge energy breath made the light arc stagnate. The wind smashed his heart, and he gnawed his teeth. The Xuanyuan golden light in his hand flashed. With his hands jerking, Jin Mang instantly dispelled the blood and light. At this time, Hate Tian has raised the doomsday Huang Quan in the gap that he struggled to resist, and tried his best to jump over. His purpose is not to kill him, but to instinctively want to fight.

Because he is Shura.

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