Legend of the Asura

"The transmission array was set up by the Emperor of the Wind, and we could not close it. Therefore, we can only make up some reasons to persuade all the people who stayed in Leicheng to move to the Windy City, and then the forces of the poor and the Emperor will be destroyed. Zhang Tianshi replied quickly.

"I understand, go on. Don't spread the news out to avoid panic. Yes, let's notice the Snow Queen of the Snow City, Yandi of the Vulcan Capital, the Emperor of the Country of the Bandits, and the Windy City. Lei Di, we must discuss this big event related to the future of Tianlong."

Looking at the sky in the west, Shuiyue is worried.

The tens of thousands of years ago, the tyrannical catastrophe caused almost a devastating blow to the entire Tianlongda 6. At present, another catastrophe is coming.

"Father... what should I do?" she whispered. The past five guardian sacred beasts now only have three dragons, white tiger and basaltic. The return of the Mozu is very likely to represent the resurrection of the Devil... Who can block the Devil's footsteps in the world.

Wind Soul... For half a year, where did he go?

彷徨 helpless, she always subconsciously remembered the person who created countless miracles. Tianlong is 6 and needs a miracle.

The whole world has already known that the Xiu Luo of China has disappeared and has not appeared in the past six months. There are many different rumors about his disappearance, and it is recognized that he has been retaliated and may have died. Because his enemies are too many. Not only include several powerful forces in China, but even the entire East.

There is no name in the ranking of the Huaxia Theater, but his deeds, his power, his city of the souls, no one will forget.

"There are still seven days in the World Fighting Congress. This is related to the pattern of the world. It is not an exaggeration to say that it determines the future of China. It can only win, not defeat." Longwei looked at him with gaze, then Pat his shoulders hard.

"Reassured! In addition to the boss, I will not lose to anyone, absolutely not!" Xiao Tian clenched his hands and looked at Longwei with a firm look.

Among the players all over the world, in addition to being popular, who can live under “no trace”... What's more, in the past six months, his “no trace” has never been used, and there are still eight times. But as he blended with the spirit of chasing stars, all his sword skills are flying. At this World Fighting Congress, the real masters gathered, each of them is the top master of a country's strength. But in order to be undefeated... How can he even use "no trace"?

Chen Binger did not speak, but her eyes like ice expressed her unbeaten confidence.

At the Huaxia Fighting Conference, each country can send up to two people to participate in the war. The Huaxia Theater is the future guardian of Xiao Tian and Chen Binger.

Long Wei did not mention the World Fighting Congress again. He sighed and looked down: "How is he?"

Xiao Tian glanced at Chen Binger and shook his head bitterly.

"Three months ago, he lost his eyes and squinted his eyes. In the last three months, although he finally closed his eyes, he was still sleeping, and he could not wake up anyway."

"Is the body okay?" Longwei looked out the window and asked.

"The boss's body is very good, really good, breathing evenly, and not getting thin, just... his head is all white... all..."

There is a flaw in it, even if he does not eat or drink, he will not be exhausted, not to mention Yang Xiruo’s Shennong Ding.

just……

"Dragon Uncle, not the boss is fragile...but, Yao's sister is too important to him. Without Yao's sister, his childhood, when he grows up, will be blank. But she said that she filled him up. The world. Her departure is like letting his whole world fall apart..."

"Actually, I have always been very scared. I am afraid that the boss will not sleep when he sleeps. Because he wakes up, he must face the pain of losing her. I understand the mood of the boss, I really understand." Xiao Tian Half turned around and the expression on his face became more and more painful.

Long Wei was silent, but the expression on his face changed one after another, and it seemed that he was making any decision. Xiao Tian immediately understood what he was thinking and shook his head: "Dragon Uncle, I understand your mood, but you really don't really want to see him, at least... not suitable until he wakes up completely. In many cases, especially On the emotional issue, the boss is an extremely extreme person. At the time his father-in-law was smashed and lost, although he was wrong, but the boss is still cruel and wants revenge. The object of revenge even includes the accomplice who can only barely claim to be an accomplice. The four great families in the South... In just three years, he did not know how many people were killed. The hatred of the righteous father is still the same, not to mention the most important Yaoer sister in his life..."

"If the younger sister is also very familiar with him, I will not let you go to see him. In case he is stimulated... the consequences are unimaginable."

Long Wei turned his back and prevented them from seeing the bitterness on his face.

He did not blame Xiao Tian’s blunt words. Indeed, no matter how he did not want to admit it, they were all indirectly killed by Feng Yao. If he does not have the whim to take the Wang Bo home, if Chu Yingying can throw the cup of liquid bombs in the first time, if Feng Yao is not to save Chu Yingying... everything will not be like this.

I have become the indirect evil that kills my son's favorite!

How many days and nights, he stayed up all night, and spent countless times hitting the wall with his head, trying to get rid of this heavy psychological burden.

Today, his only luxury is that he can wake up. They are willing to use all means to soothe his heart, which may be incomplete.

Painful, far more than him alone. How many people cut his liver and intestines in tears.

Longwei walked out of the hall heavily, leaving silent Xiao Tian and Chen Binger.

"Do you want to make three turns?" Xiao Tian looked at Chen Binger.

It has not been online for more than a month. Since this time, Xiao Tian has been running for the wind city for a long time every day, Chen Binger to protect the safety of the wind home at night. Both of them have more online time than they used to be.

despite this. Their level has not fallen too far for ordinary players. Nowadays, it has been nearly a year since the beginning of "Reincarnation", and most of the players have completed three turns. The two of them also reached the edge of three turns with a strength and upgrade that was several times higher than that of ordinary players.

8o level, another watershed between players and monsters. At the same time, after the level is over 8o, the upgrade will become extremely difficult. The top ten ranking gap in the rankings looks small, but the gap between one or two levels, it is often necessary to catch up with dozens or even dozens of days of effort.

"Tomorrow." Chen Binger shook his head and turned away.

the next day.

The sky of the Tianlong 6 West has become more faint. The Tianlong residents who are accustomed to stability have no knowledge of this and have not caused too much discussion and speculation. until……

The earth suddenly trembled, and the source of the tremor was the Big Six.

Tianlong Palace, the contemplative water moon queen stood up, at the same time, a golden mangling flashed around her. The golden dragon stared at the sky in the West, and said nothing for a long time.

"Is the Mozu coming?" Shuiyue asked anxiously.

The golden dragon still looks at the West with a sly look, and his face with a golden face is constantly changing.

"It’s so strong... there is such a powerful force in the world. Who can block this power?"

In the low voice of the golden dragon, there is a faint tremor.

It is the tenth beast of the dragon, in fear, in trembling.

The tyrannical catastrophe of 50,000 years ago, it is not the power of not knowing the demon. At that time, it felt shocked, because the world actually had the power of the more holy.

And now... it feels fear.

Because, the familiar and seemingly unfamiliar power is stronger and more unbelievable than the once-devil. In the face of such power, he may not even have the courage to resist.

boom……

It was another tremor of the earth, and there was a faint explosion in the tremor. Almost all players and npcs put down their hands and curiously look at the source of the sound.

boom……

The western sky suddenly covered with a layer of purple, but it was covered in a faint black. Then, the purple light and the black light alternated, letting the western sky flash with strange colors. When the colors alternate, the earth will vibrate once. Gradually, the purple light is getting dim...

The most obvious feeling of vibration is the city of the soul of the West. The entire city has a small ups and downs. What they feel is undoubtedly the feeling of the earthquake.

Fengcheng has been discussing the reasons for the anomalies of the West and the trembling of the earth. Only Lei Di clenched his hands and looked at the West with anxiety.

White Tiger Holy God, must stop the footsteps of the Mozu!

The 6th East and the North, one green and one yellow, respectively, flew out from the extreme glaciers and the desert of the burial gods, returned to the cities they guarded, and came to the city of the spirits with the transmission array. At the same time, after they appeared, they looked at each other and nodded. They once again turned into a shadow and flew to the west.

In the West, the horrible Seven Killing Thunder in the restricted area of ​​Raytheon is particularly chaotic at this time, and there are signs of weakening.

At the edge of the restricted area of ​​Raytheon, an old man with purple purple whiskers stood there quietly. He is tall and tall, more than two meters high. Except for the skin, there is nothing purple in the whole body. The glaring electric sparks flashed around his body.

"You have been so powerful to this realm." Facing the front, he said, his voice was low, but the words were like a boulder.

In front of him, there was a black smoke, and a vague, thin figure was hidden under the black fog, making people unable to see his facial features. He extended his right hand and pointed to the purple old man, and his voice was hoarse in his mouth: "White Tiger, you really disappointed this. With the strongest attacking ability, you only insisted on thirty minutes under my half strength."

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