Legend of the Asura

"Oh, it turned out to be just half your strength." The White Tiger was not too surprised. He smiled bitterly, and the purple light flashing on his body became more and more confusing. He looked up and looked up at the black sky, his face suddenly showing a faint smile.

"It has been for many years, maybe, I really should take a break."

"You go with peace of mind, soon, your partners will be reunited with you one by one." The people under the black fog have no sound of human feelings. Listening to the heart is so uncomfortable as a heart knife.

"Devil, you are strong, but your existence can only be a sorrow, but it is also a human being. If today, the Dragon 6 has basically settled down, almost no war, resentment, famine, no more Derived the second you. So, as long as you have eliminated you, the second dragon will not appear again."

"How about that. And don't say that you have only three of the five holy beasts. Even if you are gathered together, don't even want to seal me like the last time. Tianlong 6 will immediately belong to my demon. Those stupid humans will soon taste the stupid price."

The white tiger is unmoved, still a smile of peace, as if completely forgotten that the demon in front of him has caused the devil of the gods, is a demon derived from resentment. He still looks at the sky, as if he wants to remember the last blue in his life. He said leisurely: "You are better than me, but I believe that soon one will return this big 6 and defeat you, let you really Take off."

The purple light fades from him, dissipates, and his body goes from bottom to top, so little as steaming, from the feet, to the knees, to the waist... neck... until Completely dissipated.

Almost an instant, the hundreds of miles behind him, the isolation of the 6th Western Raytheon restricted area completely disappeared, revealing the flat land still flashing purple.

The Western guardian holy beast, the white tiger, died in the hands of the demon.

Two black figures appeared behind the demon king, one of them was short and the other was slender and long. The monarch did not return, and asked in the hoarse voice: "How much has it been lost?"

"A whole set of 130,000 magic soldiers, who died under the thunder of the White Tiger's seven kills." The short figure whispered.

"Under the blockage of the Monarch, it can still cause such terrible consequences. The white tiger is the strongest of the five dragons." The slender figure makes a sound... The voice is low and soft, it is the voice of a woman.

"The person who has the ability to seal this prince, its strength, is what you can understand!"

The monarch turned around and looked at the flat land behind him: "Don't think that it is just the full power of the white tiger. With the power of the white tiger, it is enough to lower the 'nine thunder" to destroy everything behind me, even you two It will also be hit hard. But it would rather die than do it. As a holy beast guarding the West, it is not willing to hurt every inch of land here."

There is another deep doubt in the heart of the demon king. Among the five dragons, the white tiger has the strongest attack ability. But before the white tiger compared with 50,000 years ago, the strength has dropped so much, and its comprehensive strength is even less than half of the white tiger in his memory.

But it is a fact that it dies under its own hands, because the entire Tianlong 6 does not have a trace of it.

"The order is passed down, let the magic soldiers do not destroy this place when they act." The demon smacked the doubts in his heart, and the voice said indifferently.

"Yes!" The short figure echoed, and the black light disappeared there, flying to the back of the black pressed piece.

"The world thinks that the devil is fierce and ruthless, but I don't know..."

"This prince only hates human beings, there is no reason to resent this land. Their resentment of billions of years has spawned this lord, so that this lord suffers every minute. I hate them... hate them!! ”

His voice and face began to become distorted. The slender figure immediately screamed: "The magic moon will always follow the demon king, and all the human beings will solve the pain of the demon king, and make the Tianlong 6 become the new home of my demon."

The city of the wind and soul. A look of restless Lei Di suddenly heard a sound of jade cracking, his heart jerked, shaking his hands and taking out the Lei Shen jade that hung around his neck from an early age... When he saw Raytheon, he almost lost his soul.

White tiger is dead... dead...

And those who have the ability to kill the white tiger, in addition to the devil, who will be...

The invasion of the Mozu finally came again, and the pace was so fast.

He originally thought that even all informed people would think that destroying the transmission array of Fengcheng and Leicheng, the West has the barrier of the Raytheon and the White Tiger, which is absolutely enough to stop the Mozu's footsteps for ten days or even dozens of days. And this time is enough for them to come up with a solution. But he did not think that... just for such a short period of time, the supreme belief of the West, the white tiger whose strength is unmatched, will be defeated, and even die.

Beat and kill, two completely different concepts. The difference in strength required between the two is different. Just like; the Holy Beast can easily defeat a beast, but must not easily kill a beast.

The West finally calmed down, and the night of the sky also recovered from the faint ash. Tianlong Square is still a bit confusing, and the players and npcs are excited to discuss the previous abnormalities. The faces of several transfer supervisors in the center of the square were stunned and frightened.

They know that the White Tiger has lost.

At the resurrection point, an ice-blue figure appeared there with a cold breath. Her appearance made the surrounding players scream like a knife, the body was completely stiff due to the cold, and it seemed that even the consciousness was frozen. Until the blue shadow went away, their bodies slowly eased down, sitting on the ground and breathing.

The coldness around her body is getting colder every day, and the range that is spread is bigger every day.

The appearance of beauty should be the focus of men, and the appearance of Chen Binger, everyone avoids it. This is more than half a year, enough for anyone to know that she is a woman who can't even be close.

When the cold came, Tianfa was far away from the first time, and hurriedly waved her hand to stop her from advancing. The response of several other transfer supervisors was exactly the same, and they ran away.

"Little little girl, you are coming to change jobs... just stand there and don't move." Tianfa's instructor stared at his distance from her, lest she be close to her. A few days ago, when she came to pick up the three-turn mission, she almost did not freeze the bones of several old men.

"Ice, water system magician." Chen Binger did not go forward, said with a blank expression, the word is like ice. As she stood, her feet began to slowly accumulate fine ice crystals.

"Please... please sign your name on this transfer contract. It will give you the power of the ice magician. You will be an excellent ice magician." Tianfa said, one hand. Crumpled blue paper and magic pen floated into the hands of Chen Binger. Chen Binger took over and wrote her name, Ice.

Tianfa took a sigh of relief and just wanted to say something encouraging, and suddenly he was there.

The transfer contract is still in the hands of Chen Binger, and she did not turn into a light to integrate her into her body to complete her transfer.

Seeing her incomprehensible face, Tianfa tried to ask: "Are you writing the wrong name?"

Chen Binger shook his head.

Another is the same transfer contract floating in the hands of Chen Binger, Chen Binger lowered his eyebrows and wrote his own name again.

However, there is still no response.

"This... What is going on?" Tianfa was completely dumbfounded. He clearly saw that Chen Binger did not sign the wrong name, and her profession is also the most common two-turn water magic profession... How could it be impossible to turn? The situation of the job. This situation has been encountered for the first time in countless years.

In the messenger, Xiao Tian’s voice rang, and Chen Binger dropped the transfer paper and returned to the city of Fengshen, leaving a face that was full of embarrassment.

"What happened? Is it that the demon has come!" Xiao Tian and Chen Binger quickly came to Lei Di and asked anxiously. They faintly feel that there must be something big to be born.

Lei Di sighed with a lost face and said: "I can't help myself. I thought we had enough preparation time, but I didn't think that they killed the White Tiger God in such a short period of time. Now, we Only the horse can be uploaded and let all the people prepare for the invasion of the Mozu. The power of the Mozu is extremely powerful. Except for the horrible demon and the three devils and the ten guards of his men, the number of magic weapons is only There are millions of them, and they will continue to increase. Once I invade my Tianlong 6, the consequences are unimaginable."

"What! Beat the white tiger?" Xiao Tian was shocked. Even the white tiger can beat, the strength of the Mozu is so powerful. Chen Binger is also looking at his face and his eyes are blank.

"Where did this demon come from? Are they descending from the sky?" Xiao Tian asked in amazement. Millions of magic soldiers, where is the size of such a large size hidden? Why haven't anyone seen their tracks?

"No, they are all made by the magical force with powerful dark power. Every magic soldier has a strong strength. Any one, perhaps has the strength of 8o-class silver boss. As long as the demon dies or the power is sealed, They will disappear completely. Otherwise, even if they are killed, the demon can use magic to make them again. 50,000 years ago, the demon invaded my dragon, and the countless magic soldiers will stir the whole piece. The catastrophe began until the last five gods joined forces to seal the demon and the disaster completely subsided. Now...hey."

Millions of 8o-class silver bosses... Xiao Tian’s hands and feet are cold. If this power is dispersed to every corner of the Tianlong 6th, the consequences will be daunting.

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