Heavenly Lord Asura

Chapter 158

They are geniuses, invincible existences among their peers, as can be seen from the results of the first round of training, they are enough to stand out from the crowd.

"Well, it seems that the first place in this year's Hundred Sect Contest is no exception, and it is Shura Palace again."

"Hey, isn't that right, they are the first to complete the first round of each competition, and they are not just one or two."

The crowd sighed and whispered. The suzerains and elders of the second- and third-rate sects looked towards the Shura Hall, envious and jealous. With so many talented disciples, who wouldn't envy and hate? At the same time, when looking at the disciples under his sect, he felt deeply powerless.

"Not necessarily. Yanzong is very special this time. That disciple can finish at the same time as the people from Shura Hall, which proves that his strength is not inferior to them. There may be some changes in this competition."

"I hope so. For hundreds of years, the Asura Palace has always been the champion, and someone should kill their spirit."

Many people are looking towards Yanzong, hoping to extinguish the arrogance of Shura Hall. If things go on like this, I am afraid that the position of Shura Hall will become more and more stable. In the end, no force can shake them, and they will never stand up. Chance.

Regarding the discussion around, the great venerable did not listen to it, and said to Wutian: "Since you are so confident, then you go, but you are not allowed to cheat."

"Don't think we don't know. You have a lot of corpses of monsters in your mustard bag. Let me tell you. If the time comes, you just throw these monsters away and say you have completed the task. Don't blame us for disqualifying you from the competition."

Regarding the matter of obsidian, the old twelve was still brooding, so he took the opportunity to find fault with his eggs and made things difficult on purpose.

"Hey!" The little guy grinned and jokingly said, "Old man, you know all of this? You can't be a roundworm in the stomach of the little emperor, right?"

"Bah! You are that disgusting roundworm, your whole family is!" The old twelve bearded, with such an expression that surprised others.

Wutian didn't have any extra words, so he stretched out his hand and said lightly, "Bring it!"

"What?" Old Twelve was taken aback.

The little guy seized the opportunity and hit him hard: "Of course it's a mustard bag. What a stupid donkey. He usually pretends to be a fairy, but in fact his mind is filled with tofu dregs. No, it should be feces."

"you……"

"How about me? Are you going to kill me?" The little guy was not to be outdone, and immediately sad and heartbroken, he urged: "Little emperor, let's go find a swamp and ram it to death, so as not to fulfill them, oh no, yes Make their lord complete."

"Can swamps kill people?"

A group of people are speechless, this kind of threat is too fake, I have heard that the Tunyuan frog next to Wutian is very shameless, but seeing it now, it is really famous.

Even the faces of several great venerables couldn't help showing a smile.

"Take it!"

Old Twelve's old face was flushed as if scalded by boiling water, and he threw out the mustard seed bag angrily, and the group of people who stared and laughed, turned around and turned a blind eye, but they were muttering in their hearts: "Little bastard, let's go!" Look, I'll take care of you later."

After receiving the mustard seed bag, Wutian turned around, the wind gushed out under his feet, turned into a stream of light, and rushed towards the Dragon God Mountain Range.

This action immediately made everyone present extremely suspicious. Could it be that at this time, he will still participate in the first round of knockout rounds?

"It's been half a day before he went, and he's a bit overwhelmed." Some people disdain.

"Looking at the expressions of the venerables in the Asura Hall, it seems that they are very confident in this person. There may be a miracle, let's wait and see!" Some people are quite looking forward to it, because they have no hope for the competition. To be able to watch a play from the sidelines, of course the more lively and exciting the play, the better it will be.

After a while, Wutian came to the edge, scanned the depths of his eyes, frowned and said: "Little guy, I will leave it to you to hunt and kill monsters. I will go find Longhu and come to me after I am done."

After all, without waiting for the little guy to answer, he threw the mustard seed bag directly to it, and the figure flashed, leaving behind afterimages, and disappeared into the dense forest.

"Why!"

The little guy was full of displeasure, why should he keep doing this kind of shit, it's too unfair, after complaining for a long time, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he stared at the forest with his paws resting on his chin, as if he was calculating Seeing something, after a while, it smiled, its light wings spread, and it merged into the dense forest.

The beautiful woman has talked about the elimination round, so Wutian is very worried that something will happen to Longhu, after all, there are only two people left in the village.

Although there are many monsters on the edge of the Dragon God Mountain Range, they are not a big threat to Wutian. What's more, he now has Fengshen Boots, which are incredibly fast. Just as a gust of wind blows.

Along the way, he met a lot of people, some died under the claws of monsters and became food for blood, some formed a team to take shortcuts, killed people and looted goods, but Wutian ignored them, and even those who met Shura Palace were hunted down , or being torn apart by monsters, he didn't help.

After half an hour, Wutian came to a deserted forest with towering old trees and luxuriant branches, dozens of people could not enclose him, the inside was dark and humid, and the mist was steaming.

He hid in an ancient tree, looked down, frowned, and his eyes flickered.

Below it, there are more than a dozen people fighting frantically, the essence is gushing out, shaking ten directions, the old tree is shaking, and the fallen leaves are flying, it is extremely ferocious!

However, they have one thing in common. The bodies of more than a dozen people are covered in thick black fog, evil and dense!

Among them was a big man, whose height was different from ordinary people, tall and burly, with a rough appearance, black mist was constantly spraying from his body, and with his black hair flying wildly, he looked like an unrivaled demon king.

This person is Longhu.

Wutian tracked Qi all the way, and finally found him here, but what surprised him was that Longhu was fighting against more than a dozen people alone, but he didn't lose the wind, his fists were strong and powerful, and every time he attacked, one person would be injured!

Moreover, the people who fought with Longhu were all wearing the same clothes as him, which meant that these people were all from his same sect. Since they were from the same sect, why did Longhu fight with them?

This made Wutian very surprised, so seeing that the dragon and tiger were not in danger, he hid in the old tree and watched quietly.

After the New Year's Eve, Longhu was only fifteen years old, but he was really burly. He waved his big fan-like hand, oozing energy and strength. A young man in purple took the palm hard, spurting blood from his mouth immediately, and his face turned pale!

"Longhu, are you crazy? Why did you attack us?" Seeing this, the expressions of the other dozen people changed, and they guarded the young man in purple clothes behind him, puzzled and angry.

"Hey, I'm crazy. You're all going to die today. If you want to blame, blame that bastard Huo Shi." Long Hu licked his lips, his voice was cold and murderous.

With a few swishes, he leaned forward and punched out, black mist emerged, and the power surged. One of them immediately exploded and was absorbed by the black mist in an instant, leaving no bones left.

"Have you cultivated the complete Soul Devouring Grimoire?!"

Seeing this, more than a dozen people were horrified. The Suzerain Magic Tome is regarded as a sacred object by the suzerain. The disciples under the sect will only teach the first level of cultivation methods at most. Build up your body, but not your bones.

However, Longhu even refined his bone marrow, which is enough to prove that he has cultivated the entire Soul Devouring Magic Tome.

"It's no wonder you were able to break through to the full stage of extending the veins in just half a year."

More than a dozen people were surprised and terrified. They knew better than anyone else the power of the Soul Devouring Grimoire. Those who cultivated part of it could not compare with the whole part.

"Huo Daoist wanted me to deal with Wutian, so he taught me the entire Soul-swallowing Magic Tome, but he didn't expect that I knew his trick a long time ago, and I also knew that the people in the village were killed by Huo Shi. I have been pretending not to know that I want to slowly destroy the Fire Cloud Sect, avenge my parents and the villagers who died unjustly in the village, you are just the first step, and soon it will be the turn of others." Longhu said with a grin.

Then he took a step forward, his strong and powerful thighs swept out suddenly, and a huge boulder shattered in response. Several disciples of the Fire Cloud Sect died on the spot. A few clothes fell down!

"So that's it, Longhu, I blamed you wrongly, I'm sorry."

Among the ancient trees, Wutian murmured, and then left quietly. He didn't go down. Since Longhu had his own plan, why bother to expose it, and both of them were from Longcun, so what qualifications did he have to stop Longhu? Tiger avenges the village.

After leaving, Wutian followed the induction between the souls and quickly found the little guy.

Since Xiaotian broke through to the Hundred Dynasty period, some subtle changes have taken place in some aspects. For example, as long as the little guy is within a thousand miles, Wutian can clearly sense it, and there is a feeling of spiritual connection, without talking, It seems that they can understand each other's thoughts.

And when he saw what the little guy did, Wutian couldn't help laughing.

It also didn't see it attacking monsters, directly looking for those who formed a team to kill and loot, and simply killed them, snatched their mustard bag, and then counted the spoils happily.

"So that's how you hunt."

"It's easier this way. Look, there will be more than 50 heads in just a while. If you kill them one by one, you won't be in trouble!" The little guy grinned, and then wondered: "Why did you come back so soon ?”

After hearing Wutian's simple narration, the little guy nodded and said: "At first, I thought this kid was simple and honest, but I didn't expect that he still had such tricks hidden in his heart. Although he was a bit overconfident, his behavior was commendable. Let's go, it's still halfway there. Solve it quickly, Master Frog can go to sleep."

In a dense forest, there were about 20 people lying on their stomachs, their breaths were weak, and their breathing was restrained. There were overgrown bushes around them, which were five or six feet high.

They are a temporary team, hunting the same kind, robbing property, hiding here and waiting, but they are very unlucky to meet such a little monster with a sharp nose like the little guy.

boom……

The two rushed out, the method was simple and neat, violent and bloody, more than 20 people died on the spot before they could react, leaving no one alive.

"Haha, these bastards are not bad, there are more than 80 heads in total." The little guy put all the trophies into a mustard bag, and sighed: "Master Frog is really talented, those shit geniuses It took half a day to finish, but I only took half an hour, alas, the invincible posture, lonely as snow, beg your opponent!"

"Too shameless!"

This gesture, no matter how calm a person is, can't help but look down on him.

New year, new journey, best wishes to all authors, all book friends, all friends who are not book friends, and the staff of Genesis. Editor-in-chief of biscuits, editor-in-chief Taishan, Happy New Year everyone, everything goes well, a safe life, rich wealth, continuous beauty, both men and women.

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