Shadow Hack

Chapter 823: Bold

The maid turned to look at the monk who was carefully examining the city's main mansion, and frowned slightly, showing a slight contempt, and slowly said, "This is the city mansion, not the Moro. Look at the layout of the city mansion I just dug your eyes down. "

The words fell, and the maid burst into a mid-course practice of sacred strings.

The demigod force that was impressed by this momentum kept ramming in the body. The monk's face became paler, and he looked back respectfully and said to the maid, "The elder sister said that the city's mansion is too atmospheric, and it didn't hold back Just stare at random. "

"Well, who is your sister. Don't think about climbing up with me. People in the city's government never accept this. Follow closely, don't lose it at that time, or lose your head." The maid hummed coldly, With his chin raised slightly, he said proudly. In his tone, there was a contempt for the children in the line of Xiu Chen, and he didn't mean to hide anything.

Xiu Chen nodded, withdrew his gaze and no longer looked at the layout of the city's main government house, but just followed the maid into the hall.

Passing the conference hall of the main hall, the maid took the monk directly around the screen in the center and went up the rotating stairs to the top floor. Walking to a wooden door, the maid took back the contempt emotion and showed a sweet smile, saying, "Brother Lord, Father God, Xiu Chen brought here."

"Well, go down and let the monk push the door in."

Inside the door came a thick voice of Ashwabi, and the maid backed after hearing the words and disappeared in the corridor. Xiu Chen took a deep breath, opened the wooden door directly, and walked in. After entering the door, she saw Ashebi respectfully standing next to a dark-haired young man, with a slightly fat body and a straight body. Her face was not arrogant, and she had the power of a man in power.

The dark-haired young man sitting on the animal leather chair, with three heads and six arms, was lying lazily, shaking with a crystal cup in his hands, exuding an affinity, just like an ordinary person, but without a god. That high-minded sense of momentum.

This young man is Ashura, the grandfather of all the people of Shura City.

During the worship ceremony, the monk saw the image of Asura, and the golden statue made of pure gold alone carried a momentum of smashing the world. Whenever he saw his heart, there was only a zeal of worship. When I saw a real person, I didn't have that kind of grandeur. The young looks had a feeling of father and son standing beside Ashebi.

More like a sister-in-law.

The monk came to the two of them, knelt down on the ground, scratched his head, and said respectfully, "See God the Father, the Lord of the City."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiushen felt a powerful force that crushed him, and then heard the thick roar of Ashebi.

"Sir, what sin should you take! You are so brave, are you deceiving your father and me in order to die?"

Under the pressure of this god, the demigod in Xiu Chen's body was replenished, and his vitality jumped up and down in the body, destroying each meridian. He gritted his teeth to hold back the vertigo, firmed his mind, and calmly said, "The monk did not intentionally deceive the Father and the Lord, but if I do n’t say that, the Lord and the Father will not open the gate of the Lord . "

As Shebi heard what the minister said, he stared at him with a pair of eyes widening and yelling, "You're wanton, you are just a sideline child of the four major races, dare to count on the head of the Father and me, clearly court death."

The voice fell, and Ashebi shook her hand, and a black light slowly flew towards Xiu Chen. Under the pressure of a **** like the ocean, Xiu Chen instantly became a duckweed in the sea, unable to control the whole body. Seeing that black light with a force that destroyed the world, Xiu Chen's eyes were frozen, he tried to control both hands, and wanted to use the power of the Eye of Death to resist.

The power of faith is in any treasure, and the power of faith can instantly increase its strength, but it is limited by time and frequency. The number of times a monk can use a day is three times. Within a day, the power of faith can be used to enhance the strength of the divine residence. The second time is the sacred string martial arts period. Late.

Although it can only be promoted to the late stage of the sacred martial arts, anyway, it can also increase its strength to resist the city's attack. Of course, without the power of the demigod to resist this attack, it is simply delusional. But Xiu Chen still has to try it. If he doesn't try it, it is not his style to wait for death.

The black light swayed through the air in midair, and the power contained in it burned out the rippled space.

"Well, it's just a junior. You put such a heavy hand and scared him." Asura's arm waved, the black light with coercion dissipated into the air instantly, leaving no trace.

Ashabi looked at Ashura and said in shock: "Father, this kind of people who harm the same race should be executed directly. Why stop me."

"City Lord, what do you think? Xiu Ming wants to kill me, I naturally have to resist, why should I wait to die? Shouldn't the blood-dotted people be born to be born? City Lord changed to you, when you were hunted down, It ’s a fight or a struggle. ”The car repairer said hard, and he clearly felt the demigod moving in his body.

If this demigod is not suppressed, it will die soon. Only Xiu Chen was in the early stage of Shengxianwu, and it couldn't be suppressed at all, let alone how the ancient gods of Ashura and Ashebi were in front of them, how could they move.

"You ..." A Shebi Lian Yan looked at Xiu Chen, then sneered and said, "I am the son of an ancient god, everything I should do. You are nothing but a bloodline motif of the four major families. How dare you compare yourself to me. "

Blood veins are all blood veins.

The mottled blood is inferior, and even if it can't stimulate the body vision, it will be abandoned by the clan and thrown into the slum. Or become a child of the next line, all the lives of people.

Xiu Chen sneered, and his long-depressed emotions broke out, saying loudly: "What about the pure bloodlines, I haven't died outside yet. My side-children have safely returned to Shura City. Master, you are all wrong Yes, the blood is pure or impure, what matters is the ability to live to the end. "

The words fell, Xiu Chen's eyes were fixed on A Shebi, his eyes were firm as a wolf.

Sitting on the reclining chair, Ashura looked at Xiuchen with a smile, and said with a smile: "That Xiuming really killed you? The young master travels with the treasures of his tribe and can be elevated to the realm of the gods. You are How did you kill Xiu Ming? "

"Xiu Ming was not killed by me, but was killed by a heavenly girl. That day the girl was a divine residence, and even if she was briefly elevated to the realm of divine residence, it would not help."

(End of this chapter)