Chapter 153: The Hard Work that Shook the Three Realms, It Turned Out to Be Him (Please Give Me a Monthly Ticket!)

Shanggibani! Shanggibani! Shanggibani!

The faint voice echoed in the ears of Immortal Sukara, and the echoes continued, making Immortal Sukara's hands tremble, and he was almost moved to tears.

Shanggibani mantra!

The immortal curse that can resurrect life!

“Praise the Lord!”

Immortal Sukara said slowly with tears in his eyes.

Shiva looked calm and spoke slowly: "When using the Shanggibani mantra, you must not violate the dharma!"

"I will follow the Dharma!"

Sukara sage said.

Seeing this scene, Shiva's raised right hand emitted a faint golden light, and the divine light converged down and fell on the body of the sage Sukara.

"as you wish!"

as you wish! as you wish! As you wish!

Shiva's voice continued, echoing in Sukara's ears one after another, like a wonderful sound in heaven and earth, and like a father's murmur, lingering for a long time.

The golden light falls!

A mysterious spell poured into the mind of Rishi Sukara.

“Praise the Lord!”

Sukara praised again.

Uh-huh!

A thick fog appeared around Shiva, and then dissipated in this land.

Su Jialuo looked ahead from a distance.

He lowered his head, and with a thought in his mind, golden light flashed, and a golden kettle appeared in front of him. Holding his own sweat, he slowly came to the mouth of the pot and poured the sweat into the kettle.

This sweat contains his asceticism and contains powerful power.

Uh-huh!

Immortal Sukara put away the kettle, his eyes flickered, as if an earthquake had occurred, and his feet suddenly shook.

The ground shakes! The boulder collapses!

He suddenly stood up and looked towards the Asura Temple in the distance.

"This is the fluctuation of the power of the earth!"

"The power of the earth is being discharged from a person's body. Has anyone given up on King Asura?"

Immortal Sukara looked shocked,

He has practiced hard here for many years and does not know who the current Asura King is, but based on his understanding of Asura.

I'm afraid two blessed Asuras were fighting.

The one who became king earlier has lost!

"I have to go take a look and stabilize the situation!"

Sukara sage said in his heart.

call out!

He was extremely fast, like a shooting star, flashing across the sky instantly.

When passing by the location of Horse-headed Asura, Sukara's figure froze slightly, and he no longer saw Horse-headed Asura.

At this moment, Su Jialuo felt confident.

It must be the horse head. He completed the penance and received blessings, so he went to challenge King Asura.

Sukara's body froze slightly, and he rushed towards the Asura Temple anxiously again.

call out!

At this time, in the Asura Temple.

"Where's the Vajra Body? He actually returned the power of the earth!"

"Something's wrong! What is the Vajra Body doing?"

"He won't run away, will he?!"

"I have long seen that something is wrong with this guy in the Vajra Body."

The generals had different expressions, some were panicked, some were surprised, some were wary. They were divided into several teams and hugged each other.

Their eyes fell on the throne from time to time, showing covetous gazes.

Durga Ma's eyes lit up, and her blue and red eyes flashed with joy.

The opportunity has come!

Proman also glanced at the throne and remained silent.

Just as the atmosphere in the Asura Temple became increasingly weird, a rhythmic knocking sound slowly sounded.

Bang bang bang!

Everyone turned their heads instantly.

In an instant, a figure wearing white sacrificial robes with pale, hanging hair appeared. He held his staff and slowly knocked it on the ground. He walked towards the temple step by step and walked in front of all the generals.

"tutor!"

"The mentor is back!"

Waves of surprised sounds echoed in the temple.

Under the gaze of everyone, Immortal Sukara looked at the empty throne of the temple, with a look of surprise on his face, raised his cane and spoke.

"Who was the previous generation of King Asura?"

In shock and doubt, Master Sukara glanced at the golden-eyed son [Garonimi].

Before he started practicing hard, he was asked to pay attention to the situation in the world!

"Teacher, the previous generation of Asura King Horsehead has been killed by Indra. Today's Asura King has a vajra body, but just after he left, he disappeared and the power of the earth also returned."

Garonimi stated simply.

What!

The horse head is dead and the vajra body is missing.

"Don't panic!"

"Come here, find the Vajra Body!"

Sukara sage said.

As far as he knew, the Vajra-body Asura had a pretty good character. It just so happened that Andaka was not born yet, so he was allowed to continue to be the Asura King first.

But soon Asura soldiers came to report.

"tutor!"

"The king's palace is empty. Only people saw the king flying away with his wife just now!"

Asura soldier said.

What!

Hearing this, Sukara was stunned and instantly guessed the idea of ​​the Vajra Body.

This is……

Defect!

King Asura takes the lead in running away!

None of these generals ran away or surrendered. King Asura's Vajra Body actually ran away first.

It’s just nonsense!

In shock, the surrounding generals looked at each other and looked at the throne again.

"Teacher, please choose a new Asura King!"

Durga Ma spoke.

He thought he had a good chance.

After all, the teacher doesn't like Praman, and Vipalajiti has been very quiet recently, almost doing nothing, and now it's his turn even if it's his turn.

"I already have a candidate for the Asura King!"

"Anthaka!"

Sukara held his cane and said in a deep voice.

Rumble!

Above the temple, the thunder of the shock resounded, and the lightning burst, illuminating the faces of those who refused to accept.

Swish, swish, swish!

In an instant, many generals in the Asura Temple were very indignant, and they all showed unhappy expressions, and the situation became weird.

"Anthaka, the son of the golden eyes, the blind man?"

"Why should a blind man be the Asura King!"

"I don't accept it. Why should it be his turn as the adopted son of the golden eyes? Garanimi is more qualified than him!"

"I don't accept it either!"

The Asura generals spoke one after another.

Sukara narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes swept over these generals.

The next moment, he raised his cane suddenly, dropped it heavily, and hit the ground hard.

Bang!

The surroundings were instantly quiet.

"Because he is the son of the great sky!"

The son of the great sky! Son of Mahadeva! Son of Mahadeva!

Rumble!

Sukara's voice, accompanied by thunder, resounded in the ears of these Asura generals. These generals froze in place for a moment, opened their eyes wide, and showed a look of astonishment.

"Son of Mahadeva?"

"Lord Shiva!"

"Son of Mahadeva!"

The Asura generals murmured to themselves.

They stared at Sukara, panting rapidly, with excitement or greed flashing in their eyes.

If it was the Son of Mahadeva, then perhaps there was a chance to lead them to occupy the heaven forever.

Rumble!

The earth suddenly shook.

The entire Asura Temple was affected by an invisible wave, shaking constantly, making people unstable, and even earth and stone debris fell from the top.

"What is that!"

"What happened in the human world!"

...

The Asura generals were puzzled, and looked up in shock, only to see a dark roof.

"What a powerful force of asceticism!"

Sukhara's eyes were fixed, and his eyes were full of brilliance. He had already noticed something different.

Boom!

The vibration came quickly and went away quickly.

In the blink of an eye, the violent vibration stopped.

The Asuras were puzzled and looked at Master Sukhara.

"This is the power of asceticism!"

"This power of asceticism contains powerful strength and the blessing of invincibility. It will turn into a powerful treasure!"

"We must get it in front of the gods!"

"Let's go, let's go to the human world now!"

Sukhara clenched his cane, knocked it on the ground, and said.

...

In the heaven.

The same vibration came!

The wine table of the gods shook instantly, and the Soma wine fell on the table, flowing down, giving off a faint aroma of wine.

Boom!

The vibration stopped abruptly.

"What's going on?!"

"Teacher!"

The fire god Agni was panicked, staggering, holding his golden crown with one hand, and holding the armrest of his throne with the other hand, looking at his mentor, the chief priest, with lingering fear.

The gods also looked at the chief priest in panic.

The chief priest's eyes condensed.

"This is the power of hard practice!"

The chief priest frowned, waved his hand, and a mirror of light appeared in front of him in an instant.

Swish!

An unexpected figure appeared in the mirror of light, and was also reflected in the eyes of the gods.

"It's him!"