Indian mythology, the Emperor of Heaven is not working today

Andaka looked gloomy.

According to the instructor, wouldn't he have to fight Indra for thousands of years? He would have been beaten in the first few hundred years.

"Teacher, are you kidding?"

Andaka thought so, then looked at Sukara's serious expression, and suppressed his thoughts.

Su Jialuo probably really thinks so!

It’s better to practice hard if you have this time!

Just martial arts!

Just make a living if you can!

Blessings and abilities are his strengths.

If his eyes were not restrained by thunder and lightning, no god would be his opponent with just a pair of eyes.

"As long as you don't do anything illegal, we have enough time to kill each other slowly, no need to rush!"

"Indra is just a stepping stone on your way forward!"

Teacher Sukara's voice was unhurried.

"I will make my own decision!"

Andaka looked gloomy and said coldly.

His rational mind felt that what Sukara said was very reasonable; however, it was not Sukara who was beaten, and Sukara said it so lightly, which made him very unhappy.

Uh-huh!

Andaka suddenly turned around and walked out of the temple, leaving only Sukara's gloomy back.

He walked in the temple with long strides and was very unhappy.

In the plan, he was supposed to kill all the enemies in one fell swoop, but now the plan failed midway and he was beaten violently.

"I'm so angry that I need to find someone to give me a good beating!"

Andaka was thinking about which Asura general to find to vent his anger.

Tap tap tap!

Behind a pillar, the sound of faint footsteps sounded, followed by a flattering voice.

"king!"

"You seem very unhappy!"

Proman ducked out from behind the pillar, with a sneer on his face.

Seeing this scene, Andaka turned his head slightly.

"Ploman!"

"What are you here for?"

Andaka's voice was low and he snorted coldly.

"The king seems to have some troubles. I am your general and strategist. I hope I can help you solve your problems."

Plowman said softly.

Hearing this, Andujia Sen tilted his head slightly and sneered.

"Now I just want to defeat the gods!"

"Defeat Indra!"

"What can you do!"

Andaka said.

Proman rolled his eyes slightly, opened his mouth slightly, and whispered: "King, have you forgotten that the Son of the Sun God is still in your hands!"

Hearing this, Andojia was slightly startled, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"yes!"

"That Soni is still in my hand."

Andaka smiled, his face darkened again, he turned to look at Proman, suddenly raised his hand, and punched Proman in the chest.

boom!

Proman instantly flew out and hit the ground in the distance. He lay on his side in the pit, his left hand and left leg bent, and his breath was weak.

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking!"

"Don't think I can't see you!"

"Ploman, seeing as your words are useful this time, be careful in the future."

Andaka sneered and twisted his wrist.

After a punch, I feel much better!

This old guy Proman has no good intentions!

But his words are still very useful in a sense!

"If we start a war again, we can use Sani as a hostage!"

…

the other side.

In the army of gods.

"I see!"

“It turns out I’m the ballast stone!”

Indra shook his head slightly and looked at the gods speechlessly, cursing in his heart.

It turned out that he was brought into the spaceship with stones and people, and was airlifted directly to the underworld, where he was beaten down by Andojia.

"When the Milky Sea is churned!"

"The ominous goddess Yesituo was born from it and was taken back to the earth by the Asuras. Now they use the blessing of Yesituo. After you enter here, you will gradually lose your power."

Vishnu is smiling.

On his fingertips, the Wonderful Divine Wheel rotated gently, surrounded by a faint golden light, with a divine brilliance.

Hearing this, the gods were shocked.

"What should we do now?"

"Asura can actually weaken our power!"

Sun God Suriya said.

"What about our penance to the mistress?"

Varuna, the water god, continued.

Now the only thing immune to the power of Yeseda is the power of the mistress.

Perhaps with the blessing of the Mistress, they can all regain their strength.

"No! This won't work either!"

"There's not enough time!"

Fengshen Fayou said quickly.

Indra frowned slightly as he listened to the words around him.

This won’t work, and that won’t work either!

It is better to enter the Asura Temple directly and bring back the goddess Yesedo.

The idea came to me.

Indra was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes lit up.

Huh?

"Andaka is injured now, so there seems to be nothing to fear!"

"I'm good at Maya. There doesn't seem to be any problem if I go in."

Indra thought in his mind and watched the gods slowly speak.

"How about I try it?"

Indra said.

Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

The eyes of the gods couldn't help but turn around, and they all looked at Indra with surprise.

"What are you going to do?"

Surya asked.

Indra smiled faintly, and his whole body emitted a faint light, which instantly enveloped him.

Uh-huh!

In the blink of an eye, the light flickered and dispersed, revealing a figure.

Indra's original appearance had disappeared, replaced by a tall figure with red cloth covering his eyes and wearing black armor, who looked exactly like Andhaka.

"My Maya, that should be enough!"

"It looks like it!"

Indra raised his hand, clenched his fist slightly, and smiled.

...

Asura Temple.

In a row of straight corridors, golden pillars stood tall, majestic and huge, looking like a giant's palace.

Tap, tap, tap!

A heavy sound of footsteps sounded in the temple.

"Is this the Asura Temple?"

"I've never been here before!"

Indra took big steps, walked in the corridor with a heroic and high-spirited manner, and walked between the pillars.

His eyes looked around through the red cloth.

"King!"

"Praise the Asura King!"

"The offerings for the goddess have been prepared again!"

The Asura maids, holding the golden plates, stepped aside to make way, lowering their heads in fear.

Didn't Andoka just go out?

Why is he back again? !

Indra didn't move, pretending to be aloof, but just stepped forward.

Seeing this scene, the Asura maids around finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Swish!

The next moment, Indra suddenly turned around and appeared in front of the group of Asura maids. He glanced at the empty golden plate.

"Offerings for the goddess Yesheta?"

"Yes!"

"Where is the goddess?"

"The goddess is still in the temple under the comfort of the mentor and has not left."

The maids answered quickly.

Hearing this, Indra raised his eyebrows slightly.

It seems that he did not take the wrong path, it is behind this temple!

Swish!

The next moment, Indra did not speak, and walked straight forward again.

The Asura maids finally breathed a sigh of relief, and all of them trotted away quickly.

Soon, Indra felt the power of the burning sacrificial fire.

"It's right here!"

Indra's eyes lit up.

He stepped forward and could feel the power of the sacrificial fire getting closer and closer, but a white-haired figure holding a long staff slowly walked in front of him.

"!!!"

Indra looked at the figure, his eyes fixed.

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