Tathagata Must Be Defeated

The war of thirty-three days is endless.

The Shura attack was fierce, but it did not break through the line of defense.

Countless Shura people fell in the flames of war.

"What is the significance of such sacrifices."

In the void, Ganaro looked at the battlefield below.

"...what is meaningless, how can Ashura make a living from war, and war is our instinct."

The true gyro answered.

No amount of sacrifice will make the warriors of the Shura fall back half a step.

In the Shura world, their rights to honor and multiply must be exchanged for war.

As long as you win the war, you will have everything.

"This is the value of the Ashura people."

The true gyro said: "The only one who wants to challenge this value is the king."

His heart seemed to be invisible, looking down, and a roar came from below.

"What is the coward being doing? Why not come down!"

That is the voice of Luo.

The true tarot expression is cold: "They have to drag us into the water."

After all the Russell-ordered Ashura people broke through the enchantment, they stood in the void and did not go to war.

The three Kings of Ashura were eager to fight and did not care about the lives of the people of the Shura people.

"Rosie!"

Outside the Three Realms, the sound of the candle dragon is also angered: "Why not continue."

A sigh followed.

The dark flame descended from the void.

Just like the fall of a comet, it has been until a thousand feet, and the three realms of the world have seen it. It is a faceless youth.

The third King Ashura arrived.

Li Tianwang shouted: "Block him."

The Temple of Heaven was prepared, and the ancient Buddha was rushed up with a group of immortals.

But before he was close to Luo Wei, the King Ashura extended his hand.

In an instant, the hand seemed to become a huge black hole, and all the light was sucked.

The light of the sun and the moon, the light of the stars, the light of the flames of war, the radiance of the fairy genius, disappeared in an instant.

The world has become dark.

The ancient Buddha and others have lost their targets.

"What is this sorcerer."

The ancient Buddha opened his eyes, but the result was in vain, except for black or black.

His Buddha light was also obscured by the darkness.

It was a very pure darkness without any impurities, and there was no light.

Tianbingtian will lose the enemy and sense of direction, and suddenly panic.

"what happened!"

Their formation is in chaos: "I can't see anything."

"Haha, Luo Wei can cover the light of the world."

Luo Wei laughed loudly: "You have lost this war."

The warriors of the Shura have long been accustomed to doing things in the dark. In a short while, the screams are screaming everywhere in the sky, and the line of defense begins to collapse quickly.

"The next day star officer."

Li Tianwang realized the horror of the last Shura King and shouted: "Light up the battlefield!"

A loud cockerel sounded.

A round of the sun emerged on the thirty-three days, dazzling and illuminating the entire battlefield.

The celestial beings were about to breathe a sigh of relief, but they heard a cold sigh, and the newly appeared sun suddenly covered a dark shadow.

It is like a dog with a big mouth open, swallowing the sun.

The Temple of Heaven has once again become dark.

Just as all the immortals feel sinking again, a nine-color **** suddenly appears in the sky.

That is the light of auspiciousness, the tens of millions of merits, not obscured by anything.

This is the light of Qinghua Emperor.

He shines on his head and appears on the battlefield.

"Qing, Qinghua Emperor?"

Qing Yuanzi was shocked: "His head will shine!?"

This information, even he has not heard of it.

"Can the Qinghua Emperor wear a wig?"

A voice said to him.

Qing Yuanzi turned his head and found that it was Lingji Bodhisattva, one of his intelligence providers.

Lingji Bodhisattva held a string of firecrackers in his hand and lit it while throwing the gongs and drums to Qing Yuanzi.

"What is this going to do?"

Qing Yuanzi asked doubts.

"That was the day of the day."

Lingji Bodhisattva replied: "I heard from the Buddha that the firecrackers and the slamming drums can expel the Tengu."

Qing Yuanzi smashed, and then began to tap the drum.

It turned out that King Ashura raised a Tengu.

He can write another book.

The Emperor of Qinghua took up the eyes and looked around for Luo.

His Ruiguang can only illuminate part of the battlefield. If you don't find Luo, you can't solve the fundamental problem.

The eyes of Qinghua Emperor locked in a dark area.

"come out!"

He threw a nine-color lotus and hit it directly in the dark, exploding a figure.

"Great Holy Spirit, great compassion and great will."

Luo Yan walked out of the darkness with a wound.

He looked at the Qinghua Emperor and said: "You are the Qinghua Changle community, and the Taiji Miaoyan Palace's Taiyi rescues Tianzun."

"It is me."

Qinghua Emperor looked at Luo Wei, his figure was looming, only for a moment, the wound on Luo Wei disappeared.

"This person is weird."

The Qinghua Emperor’s thoughts flashed, and the nine-color nine-color lotus flower, like a curtain wall, covered the entire number.

"Hugh is a little under me!"

Luo Yan’s expression was heavy, and the countless swordsman was behind him. It was like a star, and he rushed to Qinghua’s emperor.