The Almighty Asura

300,000 days of Fengjun, 100,000 Xuanwojun, more than two hundred emperors, the top demon emperor also has more than one at the moment, the mighty open black scorpion city. ★ starting chasing book help ★

This battle is bound to win!

The forces in the city of Shura have been shaken by the strength of the Temple of Shura. Now this power, the situation of the six states unified can be foreseen.

Hei Xian Xiancheng, Heicheng City also seems to know that the rainstorm is about to come, nearly 200,000 black squadrons are strictly guarded in the Black Dragon City, and the troops gather.

In the black robe, Mo Yuan’s long hair fluttered, and he looked at the distant and empty look. The intelligence of the Shura Temple’s troops, he had already obtained, and the Shura Temple really did not want to let go of his Black Dai people’s territory.

Rumble...!

Suddenly, the thunderous roar of the sky, a majestic momentum swept from the sky, like the suppression of the storm before the city, so many black warriors face a trace of panic.

I saw that countless fairy lights gathered in the horizon, appearing in the range of sights thousands of miles away, like a large cloud of clouds gathered around the black city.

"Oh, come!"

A black scorpion soldier swallowed his mouth and looked nervous.

Other Black Skull Warriors also clenched their hands.

Thousands of miles away, coming in abruptly, the 400,000-strong army descended on the outside of the Black Sea City, and looked at the Black City.

The army did not say a word, the murderousness gathered together, the sky was rendered red, and the creatures within Wanli were shivered by this mighty murder.

Oh la la...!

The army divided two roads. In the army, I saw a purple-gold chariot pulled by three purple unicorns from the army.

These three unicorns, two of which are the **** unicorns born out, absorb endless blood, a large number of ancestors blood, but also the level of the demon emperor.

This Zijin chariot is also a chariot that the Shura national refiner has exhausted a lot of resources for Mu Feng forging. At present, the nine-level emperor level, the famous Shenglin emperor can gather the power of the three-headed beast, Zijin Qilin, attack and defense. One, the speed is amazing, you can step on the sky, you can follow the purple gold unicorn, and constantly improve the level of the Emperor.

A silver-haired young man in a white robe stood on the drive of the Saint-Lin Emperor, overlooking the entire Black Dais. His eyes were stunned, and the spirit of the king was manifested under the support of the army.

"Black Yi Mo Yuan, I would like to welcome you to the Shura Temple guests from afar. I don't know who is the defender of Mu Feng?"

Mo Yuan held a fist on Wan Jun and looked at countless people.

However, his gaze has been locked in the youth who stood in the Zijin chariot and the drive of Shenglin.

"This seat Mu Feng, I have seen Mo Yuandao friends."

Mu Feng held a fist on Mo Yuan.

"The original lord is the defender of the temple of Shura, Mu Feng, and he has long been famous. Today, the temple of Shura, Mu Daoyou, is here. I also have something to say. I am a black sect. I have no intention of fighting with Mu Feng’s friends. I just want to be alone, if it is Mu Fengdao. Friends are willing to go home in this way, my black Yi people are still willing to worship Xianshi every year." Mo Yuan said.

"Being alone!"

Mu Feng smiled and said that the calm voice sounded through the heavens and the earth. "In the six states, no one can be alone, the Moyuan patriarch, now you have only two choices, one, complete surrender, two, war, Beat you to surrender!"

Mu Feng’s words fell, and the 400,000-strong army sang high: “Submission!”

This sound is soaring and powerful.

Many black-soul warriors are under this momentum, and their hearts are weak and fearful, and their faces are pale. They are less than 200,000 people, and their strength is half.

The look of Mo Yuan is also a sinking, low cold: "Do you want to be absolutely absolute?"

"Unifying the situation, it is unstoppable! You are not willing to surrender in this way. I only use half of the troops and can fight with your family."

Mu Feng is hard.

"Hahahaha, well, since this is not reasonable, I am a black sect, and I am a **** of the Shura Temple!"

Mo Yuan sneered, ready to resist the end.

"Black Dai, fight!"

Mo Yuan snarled.

"kill!"

The warriors of the Black Dai people can only suppress the fear in their hearts and kill the army of Mu Feng.

"200,000 days of the army to fight!"

Mu Feng raised his sword and roared.

"war!"

The Tianfeng army soldiers squatted and turned into a **** rush to the opposite side to kill the army.

In this battle, Mu Feng kissed and drove the Holy Emperor to drive to the battlefield.

"Roar……"

The three-headed purple gold-blooded roaring, pulling the Shenglin emperor into the battlefield, Shenglin emperor released a **** flood of torrents to the front, such as the army.

boom……!

The two torrents hit the void, and the terrible battle of the release of the sacred emperor shocked thousands of people who were flying in front of the black scorpion.

Hey! Hey! Hey...!

These black squad warriors screamed, as if they were hit by an ancient beast, and the flesh exploded directly, and the gods fled.

This sacred emperor drove into the army and no one could stop it.

Mu Feng held the ancient pipa, and a sword came out. Where the sword light passed, the black scorpion warrior was easily torn into pieces by the sword.

"kill!"

Other Tianfeng warriors, also incarnation of the Shura demon, and many of the black Yi soldiers who became enchanting.

A Tianfeng warrior angered the kilometer Shura, and the huge claw caught a kilometer enchanting, like grabbing a long snake, and tearing his arms with force. This enchanting was directly torn and twisted into two pieces, blood splattered. .

There are also a few enchanting, besieging a Shura, the magical powers can not be broken, but still not an opponent.

"Food, food..."

Wan Hao Dragon Ball is turned into a giant worm, looking at this enchanting with a trace of true dragon blood, refining is like watching snacks and small fish.

The horrible ice silk in its mouth spurted out, and the ice silk contained terrible cold poison. It was shot into a enchanting and warrior body, and it was instantly frozen into an ice sculpture, which was pulled to the mouth of its terrible mouthparts. Chew and crisp, this hot bar, crisp...

It has swallowed up some of the flesh and blood of the nine-day dragon, and it can secrete a cold poison that is stronger than the power of the nine-day dragon. It is a worm.

Bai Ziyue, Mu Man and others also fought with each other's demons.

"Mo Yuan!"

Xingfan roared, his eyes were red and he took the initiative to kill Mo Yuan.

"Xingfan!"

Mo Yuan's claws smashed dozens of Tianfeng warriors, and they also looked at Xingfan.

The two enemies met, and they were extraordinarily jealous.

"Return my life!"

"Insult me, don't share the sky!"

The two men fought together, the magical touch, the day of the earthquake.

In the city of Haicang, a middle-aged man in a black robes looked at it indifferently.

"This group of Shura, blood and combat power seem to be extremely simple. Is it the royal family of the Shura clan?"

Murray frowned.

"Oh, but what about it, a group of dogs who have fled to this place."

The ink snorted and turned into a stream of light to the battlefield of the sky...