I Can See the Combat Prowess

Chapter 935 Chapter 239: Emperor Zun

As the Asuras on the horizon changed their colors, they all looked at Yin in horror, and this tantric venerable who had broken his arms was also unable to resist the battle between heaven and man in his heart.

If today is for the orthodox Buddhism apologetics, not to mention the loss of spirit and incarnation, what is the harm in sitting and passing away, but for these hypocritical villains?

After turning his head to look at the Asuras who looked like Rakshasa in the sky, he couldn't help sighing in his heart.

It seems that the Rakshasa is not terrible. The so-called generation from the heart, the state changes from the heart, if the heart has good thoughts, the evil form and evil state will gradually change.

I thought that although the Xiu clan looked fierce, but inside was a benevolent clan, but as Tang Luo revealed the secrets of Feitian, he was disappointed.

Hypocrisy is more shameful than brutality, because brutality is just letting go of one's fierce instincts, while hypocrisy is knowing right or wrong, but it is evil in the name of justice.

Is it really worth it to set your own way for such a group of people? Because I couldn’t help asking myself, finally, this tantric virtuous shook his head and turned into the light of ten thousand Buddhas, and a melodious Buddha name sounded from the horizon: “Nan Wujuansu and wants to exterminate the Buddha. Tianjiao was born because of the statue of Shura, inheriting thoughts and blessings for the people, and for the benefit of all living beings, but it distorts the doctrine and is cruel. Today's fruits are all due to the cause of a thousand days. I hope the emperor will respect himself!"

As soon as the cause left, the Asuras who stayed here only looked at each other. The Emperor Xiu's face was gloomy, and this guy left. Before he left, he said such evasive words, causing the gods on the ground. Wei changed color in an uproar.

Undoubtedly, this moment has reached the time of life and death of the non-heaven tribe. Without the heart of the Asura, the non-heaven will exist in name only. The Buddhist kingdom may look at keeping the name of the protector of the gods in the past, but protect the religion. The great Zen master of Ned will never show up again, and Ned's group of nobles who are staring at him will not let go of such an opportunity to beat the dog.

They will gather together like wolves, and under the banner of justice, they will overthrow the orthodox position of the Xiu family as they should. The Emperor Xiu Shi seems to smell the wind and rain coming.

At this moment, the stormy non-celestial tribe is scorched, and the most troublesome thing is the murderous physical master in front of him. If he has not been injured, he may be able to hold the opponent, but his current combat strength is less than 50%. In this physical condition, he is like Gouchen. Fighting against the strong is the worst case.

After watching the battle between him and the great Zen master, how could Emperor Xiu see that, in this case, apart from him, no Asura can block the opponent's triad, even if formed into a formation, he still used it like a wind The physical master has no way.

But now, the non-tianjiao only has him as a great Asura king, and even Jiuda died in his hands not long ago, so that in the face of Gochen, the huge non-tianjiao could not stand up to the strong, which is really ironic.

At this time, Emperor Xiu couldn't help feeling a little regretful. If it wasn't because of jealousy all these years, there are at least eight or nine Great Shura kings in the non-heaven at the moment, sitting on such force. Even without the protection of the Buddha Kingdom, few people can shake the orthodox position of the non-heavenly wasteland.

Emperor Xiu took a deep breath, pushed away the Asura who was supporting him, stood in the void, and looked at Gou Chen Yao.

The eyes of the two collided in the air, not giving way to each other, as if to ignite a spark.

The cheers sounded from the back of Emperor Xiu Shi. The group of Asuras of Xiu clan saw that their emperor had a strong fighting spirit in the face of the strong who smashed the great Zen master. They only felt that they were particularly mentioned, but only the Xiu world they were facing. Emperor Tang Luo knew what was going on with this inexplicably brave King of Great Asura.

"Although Mr. Gouchen has integrated the spirit of Shura, he is still injured by the evil spirit when he uses the blood evil spirit skills, and he cannot reach the realm. The clan has studied Shura for thousands of years, and has written a "Blood evil scripture", which has a solution. The law of evil spirits. Although it can't make the power body outside the Shura Dao completely immune to the evil spirits, it can reduce the damage to the greatest extent. As long as the husband is willing to do a small favor, the Emperor Xiushi is willing to offer the scriptures with both hands, what do you think?"

Everyone thought that Emperor Xiu Shi was fighting against Tang Luo fiercely, because the Emperor Xiu Shi has always shown arrogance and jealousy to the non-Heaven tribe and the people of Inner City, but who would have thought that in Fei Tian When the clan was alive and dead, the Great Asura King was able to lay down all his dignity and appeal to Tang Luo for peace.

Calmly retracted the mysterious jade that was about to be filled with spiritual power, Tang Luo said with a smile and said: "This seat has broken the inheritance of Asura, and chased away the non-celestial guardian Zen master, and also revealed your scandals. Come on, you still want to present the "Blood Fiend True Scripture", I heard you right!?"

"What's left is always more important than what's lost." Emperor Xiushi's face sank as water, and the sound transmission said: "Sir, isn't he going to destroy the non-celestial religion? The light will destroy one Xiu clan, and tomorrow there will be Bharat, Shari, Vaisha. Human desire will never disappear because of fear, even if the husband slaughtered the Xiu clan, the old sect that ruled the wasteland would exist. It just changed its name and changed its owner. What does the gentleman think?"

"What do you want to do when you tell me this?"

Before Xiu Shidi Fei, facing Tang Luo Yaoyao, he said calmly: "Mr. wants only justice and justice, but these people want Xiu's life, because they want to use the heads of Xiu's to build the sky. On the steps, the Xiu clan is already a demon, but the demon does not want to be a corpse. If the Xiu clan does not start first, the nobles and monks in the wasteland will unite."

Just listening to the voice of Emperor Xiu Shi, Tang Luo could feel the solemnity and urgency. Of course, he knew how could there be only dozens of warriors in a fierce state of a force that has gone through a thousand years of peaceful precipitation. He knew better what Xiu Shi was afraid of. .

Because the remaining group of strong men in Ned were all watching in their respective territories, they hid their bloodthirsty and desires, and waited for the Xiu clan to become weak, then swarmed and tore the noble royal family to pieces.

Tang Luo grinned and said, "Do you really think that a small set of secret techniques can buy this seat? Of course the Xiu family is innocent, but what does this have to do with this seat? You don’t like to use Karma Reincarnation to fool you. People? I hope that when the innocents of your Xiu clan are killed, you can comfort yourself with this argument."

The ghost image flashed continuously. When Tang Luo appeared again, he was already in front of the frightened Emperor Xiu, his **** were facing his forehead, and the blood frightened finger erupted from his fingertips.

Emperor Xiu didn't expect that Tang Luo would make a sudden move. It was just an oversight, and the red light penetrated his head. The finger power with pure blood not only smashed his sea of ​​consciousness, but also smashed his soul. .

The strongest king of the Great Asura in all ages, unexpectedly died in full view. Looking at Tang Luo again, he did not love to fight after he succeeded in a blow, drifted away, and disappeared in the sky in a short while.

(End of this chapter)