Heavenly Lord Asura

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He lowered his head and thought a little, Wu Tian raised his eyes to the bridge head again, and a stone tablet immediately came into sight. Pinshu.com www.vodtw.com≧小，..o

Immediately, he walked on the ancient bridge, but when he reached the central position, he suddenly stopped and looked at the river under the bridge.

The water of the river was the same as the first time I saw it, it was as black as ink, exuding a cold air.

After observing for a while, he retracted his gaze, closed his eyes, and extended his mind to wrap the ancient bridge.

Gradually, he really sensed a trace of life fluctuations, that is to say, Li Tian was right, Guqiao was really a life form.

"An ancient bridge with life, is the bridge at your feet similar to the Tongtian Bridge, is it a peerless god?"

Wutian murmured to himself, pondered for a while, strode to the end of the bridge, and arched his hands to the stele: "Senior, I haven't seen you for many years, don't come without problems."

However, after waiting for a while, he did not hear a response.

He couldn't help but be puzzled, and looked carefully.

Soon, he found something was wrong.

The stone stele in front of me also has the words ‘the river of life and death, one thought of life, one thought of death,’ but it’s obviously just an ordinary stone.

He stretched out his hand and tapped, and then scanned it again with his spiritual thoughts. He was finally sure that this was not the stone monument he knew.

But where is the powerful stone monument? Is it possible that he is still chasing that black robe man?

He raised his head and glanced around, Wutian arched his hands and said: "Senior Demon, Junior is here by appointment. Please see you in person."

But there was no response.

Wutian raised his eyebrows and said, "Does senior want to break the appointment?"

Still no response.

Wutian wrinkled his brows tightly, wondering if the demon was really breaking the appointment or was not here.

Time flickered and two days passed, but before the demon appeared, he simply took out the power of thunder and thousands of imperial medicines, sat cross-legged on the bridge, and began to practice with his eyes closed.

Time seems like sand between your fingers, and a hundred years have passed quietly in retreat.

On this day, Wutian's momentum suddenly began to grow stronger, and at the same time, his sea of ​​Tibet was undergoing earth-shaking changes.

It turned out that the misty Heaven-extinguishing Battle Qi was gathering together at this moment, madly concentrated.

After a while, a small gray light condensed and hovered in the middle of the Tibetan Sea. It could be as big as a grain of rice, but it looked like a king. The moment it appeared, the fighting spirit around it rushed away.

With the addition of fighting spirit, Xiaoguang diǎn is getting bigger and bigger.

The next day, it became a big mung bean.

On the third day, it became a big shot.

On the fourth day, it became a big thumb.

On the fifth day, it turned into a large cobblestone, gray, and extremely rough.

On the fifth day, a violent wind suddenly rose on the sky and dark clouds surged!

Wutian finally opened his eyes, looking at the empty void in front of him, his eyes filled with doubts.

At the beginning, he obtained more than half a million strands of the power of thunder from the miracle of Zhan Luo, and then received half a million strands of thunder from Ni Yeye's hands. Although he usually refines some, there are still about a million strands.

Before the retreat, the little guy divided half a million strands, and he himself kept half a million strands, but after four hundred years of retreat, it was exhausted!

He knew that it was not the effect of the divine power of thunder that weakened, but the energy needed to condense the godhead, which was too huge.

But this is too amazing, right?

He really couldn't accept this fact before his eyes.

"Click!"

"Boom!"

Suddenly, thunder and lightning flashed on the sky, and a terrifying heavenly might poured down like a waterfall.

The divine calamity is approaching, Wu Tian had to temporarily suppress the doubts in his heart, send the mustard bag into the star realm, and face the divine calamity seriously.

You know, this is a divine calamity, and its power is many times more terrifying than the great robbery. Anyone who does not pay attention will be killed. There are many creatures in the world who die under the divine calamity.

"Crack!"

The first divine calamity landed, carrying the world-destroying aura, blasting on Wutian's body, and the stone tablet beside it was blasted to pieces on the spot.

"puff!"

Wutian also sprays golden mouth, but he can barely bear it.

However, what surprised him was that such a terrifying divine calamity did not cause any damage to the ancient bridge under him!

It seems that this ancient bridge is really not easy!

"Ka!"

The second divine calamity blasted down, and Wutian's face suddenly turned pale.

The third divine calamity came, and cracks appeared on his skin!

The fourth divine calamity fell, and the cracks became bigger and bigger, the thick bones were clearly visible, and the golden blood of war was dripping out like a stream, which was actually absorbed by the ancient bridge!

Wu Tian was extremely surprised when he discovered this situation.

"Ka!!!"

The fifth, sixth, seventh, and three divine calamities came one after another, and the terrifying destructive power flooded all directions, but not to mention the ancient bridge, even the surface of the river of life and death did not show half waves.

However, Wutian is already **** and bloody. Even though he runs the sky thunder refining technique and frantically refines the power of thunder and lightning, he still cannot contain the deterioration of his injuries.

"Ka!"

When the eighth tribulation fell, Wutian's arms and feet were directly shattered, and all the flesh and blood had disappeared, leaving only a skeleton. Only the hidden sea and the sea of ​​consciousness were still intact.

But he did not take the mysterious blood, relying on the tenacity of willpower, trying to persevere.

"Crack!"

The ninth heavenly calamity is coming, it is fierce, and its terrifying destructive power is the sum of the previous eight heavenly tribulations, shattering hundreds of millions of miles of the sky, and this land is trembling constantly, as if it will destroy him!

At this moment, Wutian came up with the idea of ​​taking blood, but he immediately dissipated the idea. He couldn't rely on mysterious blood for everything. He firmly believed that with his perseverance, he could definitely stick to it!

"boom!"

God Jie fell mercilessly and drowned Wutian!

In an instant, the bones of his whole body turned into dusty powder, and now there are really only Zanghai and Zhihai left.

But gradually, wisps of blood mist evaporated from the surface of the Tibetan Sea and the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

On the sky, Jieyun also quietly retreated, and everything gradually returned to calm.

After half a month, Wutian’s physical body was finally successfully rebuilt. The whole body was glowing, and the skin was as delicate as a newborn child, but it was extremely tough. Every cell and every inch of flesh and blood in the body was filled with explosive power. !

"Huh!"

Wutian opened his eyes, and two brilliant lights burst out of his eyes!

If you observe carefully, you can find in his pupils, there is excitement, feeling, and a trace of sadness that cannot be removed.

He has become a **** after thousands of years of cultivation. I believe that few people in the world can do it. He is very excited, but this thousands of years of experience has made him feel full.

However, even though he has become a god, the hope of his lover's resurrection is still so slim. Thinking of this diǎn, he can't help but feel a pain in his heart.

After a long time, he was relieved, his mind moved slightly, the mustard bag appeared, took out a piece of clothing, quickly put on neatly, and then looked at the ancient bridge under his feet, and couldn't help but wonder.

After being bombarded by the Nine Dao Divine Tribulations, there were no traces on the ancient bridge. It seems that this thing is really nothing ordinary.

Touching his chin and pondering a little, he closed his eyes and sank into the sea of ​​Tibet.

The Tibetan Sea was filled with gray mist, and a gray bead floated in the gray mist.

This is his godhead!

The godhead is still only as large as pebbles, but the original rough surface has become smooth and round, like a jade star, flowing with a touch of gray brilliance.

The headless body had already given up the central position, sitting crouched under the godhead.

With a movement of Wutian's mind, a gray air current overflowed from the godhead, like a stream of flowing water, exuding extremely terrible destructive power. I think this should be divine power.

He opened his eyes and flicked his fingers, the ray of divine power broke through the air, wherever he passed, the void crazily collapsed, and then vanished!

In the end, the ray of divine power bombarded a mountain range across the river, and with a loud bang, the mountain range was razed to the ground on the spot, and thick smoke covered the sky!

"Roar!!!"

Suddenly, dozens of beasts roared, resounding through the world!

Wutian's face changed suddenly, knowing that this action had shocked the fierce beast in the Despair Forest. He was about to enter the star realm, but at this moment, a shout sounded: "Give me the honest diǎn."

As soon as these words came out, the roar of the beast stopped abruptly.

Immediately afterwards, two rays of light and shadow came through the air, and when they manifested in the sky above the river of life and death, who were they not the devil and the stele?

"Who allowed you to mess around here?"

The demon is still the same as before. He can't see the true face, and is very short, like a twelve or three-year-old child, but his tone is extremely cold, and every word is like a sharp blade, piercing the eardrum. It hurts.

Wutian shook his head and said awkwardly: "I'm sorry, I broke into the realm of the gods, I was curious for a while and couldn't hold back."

"What? You have become a god?"

The demon was surprised.

No day diǎn head.

"Oh, I think that when you first came to the ancient continent, you were still in the period of completion. In just over 900 years, you actually broke through to the **** of a catastrophe. At such a terrible speed, I don't know about other continents, but in the ancient continent You are the only one." The demon was amazed.

"I am alone?"

Wutian shook his head disapprovingly, without intending to tell the situation of Dragon Tiger and the little guy.

But the stele told the devil one by one the situation of the two of them.

Hearing that, the demon was extremely surprised and asked: "Wu Tian, ​​are you coming to see me something?"

Wutiandao: "I'm here to reward."

The devil said lightly: "I'm sorry~www.wuxiaspot.com~ We didn't catch him, so your reward will naturally be lost."

"Not caught?"

Wu Tian was stunned. The stone tablet was chased in the first time. From the current situation, the time when the demon disappeared was definitely to capture the black robe man, but he didn’t even catch it. How strong is it?

He expressed doubts.

But then again, what does it matter if he caught him?

Wutian said unceremoniously: "You are incompetent if you didn't catch it, and you can't push the blame on me, unless you intend to go wrong."

The devil said: "Don't say it so badly. Although it is impossible to give you a reward, I can send you a message for free."

"what news?"

Wutian frowned.

"You Sikonglie of the Heaven Extinguishing Clan is here."

The demon said with a smile.