Heavenly Lord Asura

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Now, they can basically conclude that only those who have realized the profound meaning of life and death will bring such a supreme divine calamity.

The white-haired old man said at this moment that he had seen this kind of divine calamity as early as the early days of the wild.

Doesn't it mean that as early as the early days of Desolate Ancients, there were already people who understood the meaning of birth and death?

Who is this person?

How come there is no rumors about such an awesome character?

He said without a trace: "Senior, who is this person you are talking about? Why is this kind of supreme divine calamity born?"

"He's gone for a long time, don't mention it. As for the reason for his birth, the old man still hasn't known the real reason."

The white-haired old man said, with an inexplicable sadness in his tone, and he felt that this person seemed to be inextricably related to him.

Hearing that, Wu Tian secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although among his peers, he dared to claim to be the invincible king, and even those of the same period as him, have now been thrown out of the sky by him, but facing old monsters like the white-haired old man, he still knows himself.

Therefore, to understand the profound meaning of birth and death, it is best not to mention it in front of the white-haired old man.

If the gray-haired old man knows that he wants to control him and the bird saint, or win the house against him and the bird saint, in this mysterious chaotic purgatory, then it is really called a person who has no way to heaven and no way into the earth .

The white-haired old man stabilized his mind, looked at the three with old eyes, and said: "You must know the reason for this kind of supreme divine calamity, please tell the old man."

Wutian shook his head and said, "If the juniors knew, they wouldn't ask seniors about you."

"really do not know?"

The white-haired old man looked at him questioningly.

"I don't know." Wutian shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Why doesn't Senior believe in people? Is it because Senior is a hypocritical person that makes him so distrustful of others?"

"Boy, is the old man and you murdering his wife? Is it necessary to scold the old man like this?"

The white-haired old man's eyes suddenly became extremely bad.

"The junior dare not."

Wutian said in fear.

"All right, don't pretend to be innocent in front of the old man."

The white-haired old man waved his hand impatiently, stared at Wutian irritably, but was murmured in his heart, is this kid telling the truth? Why is there always a feeling of being fooled?

"Wu Tian, ​​give me the supreme magic medicine again."

At this time, the voice of the bird saint sounded again, full of anxiety and tension.

With a wave of Wutian's hand, tens of thousands of supreme magical medicines swept out from the space bracelet and went straight to the Bird Saint.

Upon seeing this, the white-haired old man wondered: "Boy, the old man has always had a question in his heart, where did you get so many supreme magic drugs?"

"Grab it."

Wutian said so.

"grab?"

The old gray-haired man's face twitched.

Speaking so arrogantly, is ‘robbing’ in the eyes of this kid a very glorious thing?

But having said that, it seems that only by grabbing, this child can carry so many gods.

And it's not ordinary people.

After all, people who possess the supreme magical medicine, the fairy flower, and the heavenly material such as the heavenly soul grass, are ordinary people?

In other words, this son dared to grab them, in the outside world, he is definitely a great rising star.

His eyes flashed slightly, just about to say something.

But Wutian took out the spar first and asked, "Senior, what's the name of this spar? What's the function?"

He asked for two reasons.

First, he really wants to know the function of this spar.

Second, he also didn't want the old gray-haired man to continue to investigate, lest one accidentally missed his mouth.

The old man with white hair looked at the spar in Wutian's hand, and said lightly: "It's called the God Realm spar. As for its function, it will be boring if you explain it. You still have to wait for you to find out slowly. In short, the value is not in the duality of Nether Demon Butterfly. Under the wings."

"God Crystal Stone?"

Wutian looked at the spar suspiciously for a moment, and then retracted the space bracelet.

Suddenly, the green fruit appeared in his mind and asked: "Senior, have you ever seen a fruit that is green in whole body, about the same size as an egg, and exudes a very special fragrance?"

"Green fruit?"

The white-haired old man groaned a little, and shook his head: "There are too many things like fruits, and the old man can only make a conclusion after seeing the real thing."

"The real thing?"

Wutian frowned without being noticed. With a wave of his hand, his divine power was gushing, and the appearance of that fruit quickly manifested in the void ahead.

"It's it!"

The white-haired old man trembled, his old eyes gleaming.

"Senior know?"

Everyone asked calmly.

"It's called the Fruit of the Heart of God, and the reward for the eighth level of Chaos Purgatory is it, but the fruit of the Heart of God has been extinct in the early days of the barren ancient times. How did you know about it?"

The white-haired old man nodded, explained a little bit, and looked at Wutian in confusion.

Wutian smiled and said: "The junior has seen it in an ancient book."

"Ancient books? Are there any ancient books in the world that contain the fruit of the heart of God?"

The white-haired old man frowned, some glancing at Wutian suspiciously, but did not continue to inquire.

Although he does not believe that there are still ancient books that record the fruits of God's heart, but there are exceptions to everything. What if such an ancient book is passed down by luck?

Wutian didn't ask more.

The white-haired old man's words and deeds are too weird, it is better to keep a little eye.

Although I haven't figured out the true role of the fruit of the heart of God, judging from the tone and look of the old man with white hair, this thing is definitely a great treasure, otherwise it will not be regarded as a reward for the eighth layer.

at last.

Bird Saint successfully passed the ninety-nine supreme divine calamities.

Although his whole body was scarred.

Although he was almost killed by the war sword several times.

But now, it is not important anymore.

The important thing is that it successfully survived the tribulation and became a real supreme!

It was floating in the air, looking up at the fast-hitting ancient castle, looking at the robbery cloud that receded like a tide, and it was full of thoughts.

Back then.

It thinks that it can only stay in a catastrophe in its entire life.

It has even gotten used to that kind of life and no longer holds any hope.

But suddenly one day.

Wutian told it to make it rebirth from Nirvana and break through its cocoon and become a butterfly.

Wutian, it is convinced.

Therefore, the extinguished flame of hope in its heart burned again.

After unremitting efforts, after more than a thousand years of hard work, it finally broke the shackles and gained a new life.

Not only did you get a new life, but in just a few hundred years, you stepped from a **** of a catastrophe to the first becoming supreme. At such a speed, how many people in the world can do it?

Yes.

Not only does it successfully return from Nirvana, but it also has the potential and comprehension that even the nine heaven-defying combat bodies and immortal bodies cannot match!

It is like a fish leaping over a dragon gate, reborn, no one can match!

"Wow haha……"

"Supreme, supreme, Grandpa Bird Saint has finally become a great supreme!"

It couldn't help laughing wildly, tears gushing out uncontrollably, and there was sourness, sweetness, bitterness, and spicy in its heart.

"Before you could only look up to others, but now you, only others will look up to you, congratulations."

No sky secretly slanders himself.

Who knows the agony and despair of the bird saint better than him?

Today, it has set a proud record of no one before and no one in the future. Wutian is very happy for it.

The faces of Luo Qiang and Zhang Ji also covered with smiles.

After a long time, Niaosheng calmed down the ups and downs of thought in his heart.

"Huh!"

As soon as its wings spread, it landed in front of the Wutian trio.

It looked at the Luo Qiang brothers and smiled triumphantly: "Two stinky boys, if you don't hurry up, Grandpa Bird Saint will surpass you!"

"cut!"

The two raised their middle fingers in unison, with a look of disdain.

The white-haired old man's eyes flashed, and he asked, "Crow, why is your supreme divine calamity different?"

Niaosheng said displeased: "Old man, what do you mean by this? Don't you see that Grandpa Niaosheng is unique in itself?"

"No."

The old white-haired man looked it up and down a little and shook his head.

The bird saint contemptuously said: "I didn't even see this. It seems that you are really dim-eyed and about to burp."

"you……"

The old white-haired man was blown with anger and stared.

"Hey, little guys, don't be smug too early."

"You have less and less time left. When the time comes, if you haven't been able to leave the chaos purgatory, the old man will not care how enchanting your talents are, you will kill it!"

He smiled suddenly, put a cold piercing words back, and disappeared instantly.

"What does this sentence mean?"

Zhang Yi's brows tightened, and his heart became inexplicably irritable.

Wutian could not help frowning.

What does it mean to have less and less time left?

When you say it the first time, you can treat it as a joke.

But when it was the second time, I believe that no matter who it is, these words can no longer be treated as jokes.

Luo Qiang shook his head disapprovingly, and said indifferently: "Master, Big Brother Zhang Yi, I think he is just being alarmist at all. You can be scared by his nonsense."

"Holy shit?"

Wu Tian looked at each other.

They disagreed with Luo Qiang's words.

Because they all have a very real feeling in their hearts, the white-haired old man is definitely not alarmist.

"call!"

Wutian took a few deep breaths, temporarily letting go of worries, and the voice transmission asked: "Bird Saint, before you break through, the realm is stable again?"

The bird saint replied: "Yes, I am also wondering how to stabilize the realm in one day, is it really related to the wings of the Nether Demon Butterfly?"

"It seems that only this reason ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ can explain all this."

Wutian shook his head and smiled bitterly. He didn't say what the real reason was. He just said that if this incident spreads, he doesn't know how many people's jaws will be shocked.

Not talking about others for the time being, only talking about himself, at this moment can't help but envy and hate.

He took a deep breath and said in secret: "Look at your Qi Sea, do you have ninety-nine war swords?"

Niao Sheng responded: "I saw it just now, there is indeed."

Wutiandao: "Now I can finally conclude that our weird supreme divine calamity is due to the relationship between enlightenment and death. Let’s go to the third floor. By the way, those ninety-nine war swords are not the key. Don’t use the moment."

"To understanding."

The bird nodded.

Subsequently.

The four people stepped into the hall one after another, and after the Scarlet Altar was opened, they embarked on the journey of the third floor again.