Legend of the Great Saint

Asura Road, Cangshan is like the sea, and the sun is like blood.

This is the red sky, even if it is soaked, if you want to drop blood, the clouds are like burning, magnificent and magnificent.

It seems that there is no whiteness, only the morning sun and the evening.

In the sunset, he died in the sun, and he was resurrected under the sun. Only the blood color solidified.

That is the people who live under the blue sky and white clouds, the tragic and majestic that is difficult to understand.

砰 砰 砰 砰 砰!

The earth shook, the mountains trembled, and a giant stepped forward with a heavy pace, carrying a hill-like palace.

The palace stands tall with white towers and golden domes, staggered with courtyards and cloisters, and is dyed bright red by the glow of the sun, like a splendid temple.

It is also more qualified to be called the "Temple" than most temples in the world. Compared to those stone sculptures, there is a living Ashura fighting god.

Deep in the courtyard, a middle-aged man leans back and leans on a lounge chair to enjoy singing and dancing.

There is only one person in the singer, wearing a sari on his face, a veil on his face, and a sharp white horn on the forehead of the jade.

She dances gracefully, like a flying bird, and a peacock. The song is mournful and moving, and it is as silky as it is. If it is nothing, it is fascinating, and this courtyard has become a forest secret.

The killing sound of the distant battlefield came here, and it was also diluted by the song, which became a negligible foil.

The man’s eyes are half open and half closed, and he is also fascinated.

An agile figure suddenly jumped out of the void, but it was an Emperor Ashura. He immediately fell to the ground and slammed his hand: "Respect God, the kid still refuses to return!"

The killing power from the battlefield suddenly broke through the silence, and the singer did not stop singing and dancing.

Niddam reluctantly opened his dark red eyes: "It’s not that it’s tight, it’s a sound, but it’s hard to give up!”

Tight Na Luo is one of the eight sentient beings. He is known for his ability to sing and dance. It is neither a heaven nor an Ashura. But mainly living in Heaven, it is called "Music Day."

Often in the battles between Heaven and Ashura, the "trophy" was plundered to Ashura. Their singing voice is the ultimate enjoyment in the world, and has the reputation of "Song of God".

Nedam stroking the thick beard on his face and asking the Emperor Ashura: "If I used her as a gift, would he return?"

"Respect God, I see that the kid will not surrender even if he is killed in battle!" The Emperor Ashura seems to think of something, his heart is full of embarrassment, and there is undisguised admiration.

"That would be of no use."

Nidham waved his hand at random, tightening the head of the woman, and the headless body was still dancing. The head of the veil was still singing, and even more mourning, such as Du Fu’s blood.

Emperor Ashura’s heart was shaken and he couldn’t help himself. If such a song is heard too much, it will wear out the heart.

Niddam glared at the tip of the beard: "If you fight and stand up, there is still a chance!"

Tight Naluo, with her light dance steps, gracefully picked up her head and still sang her own voice.

"Ning songs die, not born, not stubborn."

Niddam shook his head in a pity: "I personally went to the meeting, "Little King"!"

Ming Wangjun, the Chinese army big account.

Luo Xiaoxiao dismissed the ministry and faced a map alone.

Suddenly erected his ears, sharp whistling, from far and near, in an instant, they broke through the heavy military array and entered the big account.

"I finally met, Xiao Ming Wang!"

Nidham's leisurely like a walk, looking at Luo Xiaoming's back, his eyes are full of enthusiasm.

It is not that he has any special orientation, but this talent is really rare.

Even if you can't cast the magical spells of Luo Yi, the talents of Luo Xiao Xiao Ming are still amazing.

Face-to-face confrontation, fearless of any Axiro emperor; commanding the army, can fight against the divine spirit; at the same time, he also knows a variety of combat skills such as assassination, hunting and hunting, which is the thing flowing in his blood.

The war continued until now, and all the Ashura emperors of Niddam’s fighting spirit were convinced of him.

Nedam is more aware of his value than anyone else. Fighting God also has to fight with blood and have the opportunity to become the real King of Ashura, and the enemy is the other gods besides the heavens.

If it is in a decisive battle with other fighting gods, there will be such a general in the rear to help him command the army and collect military strength, at least 30% of the odds.

"This is a gift from Red Sky!" Niddam praised the red sky in his heart, and his eyes were more heated.

Luo Xiaoxiao turned around, his unshaven, full of dust, and his eyes were still shining like stars.

In an instant, Niddam was given the illusion that the other party was a one who could stand on his own.

"Nedam fights, you can call me ‘明’, or ‘明王’.”

Luo Xiaoxiao Ming specifically concealed the surname of "Luo Yu", and the "small" that Li Qingshan forced him to give him. He only kept a "Ming" and asked his subordinates to call him "Ming Wang".

Turning his face and being forced to add a "small" word in front of him, he couldn't help but be very unhappy.

"Ming Wang! A big tone, even I don't dare to call myself!" Niddam joked: "If you don't know it, I won't notice you so soon."

"Ming Wang" is a very good title in Ashura.

After seven days of robbing and becoming a true god, Ashura went to the Western Paradise, and the Lingshan Daleiyin Temple saw the Buddha. After some tests, he was qualified to be named "Ming Wang."

The wise, the wisdom and the light; the king, can control everything.

Ming Wang Xian's wrath, guarding the Dharma, scaring off the magic barrier, representing the majesty of Buddhism.

An Emperor Ashura called himself "Ming Wang", just like a Yangshen monk calling himself "the true fairy", arrogant to almost ignorant.

"Yan Ke An Zhi Hongzhi Zhizhi." Luo Xiaoxiao Ming said, he just wants to get back everything that belongs to him. Well, Li Qingshan didn't take this sentence to brag with him.

"Good, very good, I appreciate you for this!"

"Why are you fighting? Are you going to prepare yourself?"

Niddam said bluntly: "Return me! Your status will be only under me, and I will let you command all the troops."

Luo Xiaoxiao Ming slightly raised his eyebrows, and did not seem to think that Niddam had this plan.

He had just returned to Ashura, and he was not weakened, and he had never met anyone who was qualified to let him fall.

Not to mention before, as the Luosong Protoss, all Ashura is nominally his family. Nor did it experience as many as the ordinary Ashura.

Niddam thought that he was heartbroken and further persuaded: "You are still very young, need more accumulation and experience, follow me to fight the Quartet, broaden your horizons, and become a **** of time is just a matter of time!"

This is indeed the best choice for the general Ashura, but for Luo Xiaoxiao, the return will inevitably destroy the war. What he lacks most is time. His mother may notice this at any time, and as a Luo, he will never be dominated by other Ashura.

He smiled coldly: "I don't need you, I can be a god!"

Nedam's face sank and suddenly became ugly and awkward: "Any **** of war will not allow you to rise up like this, and I will leave you here today even if I personally take it!"

"You guys are really stingy!" Luo Xiaoxiao sneaked a smile~www.readwn.com~ Shake his head: "This is what I didn't think of at first. Forget it, talk to my boss!"

"Boss!?" Nedam's brow wrinkled, is there behind him, there are already other fighting gods, then things can be tricky, and you must get a quick fix and take him down.

At the moment he was ready to shoot, a man suddenly came out of the dark corner of the big account and patted his chest: "Yes, it is me!"

Niddam was shocked and did not realize when this person appeared.

Luo Xiaoxiao Ming said: "It's too slow! It hurts me to say a bunch of nonsense to delay the time."

"Have you spoken to the boss?"

"Less nonsense, can't you do it?"

Luo Xiaoxiao Ming questioned that the gap between a **** and a **** in the district is not a star or a half.

"Men, no, no!" Li Qingshan blinked and pointed at Nedam's nose and said, "Hey, grandson, have you asked me before you received my younger brother?" (To be continued.)