Chapter 409: ? Damn... familiar taste

"The son is so righteous (
As the magic sword Ashura who appeared in Luo Hong's debut, Luo Hong is still very patient.
There is no direct fierce wave like Xiaodouhua.
Although it is possible, it is not necessary.
If it is too fierce, Miss Demon Sword will directly quit her burden, and it will be uncomfortable. Therefore, Luo Hong's words are still pleasant.
Luo Hong needs to know the ancestral land of the Asura clan, the blood and tears that flowed down from Miss Demon Sword's eyes disappeared, and then, with Luo Hong, drifted away into the darkness.
The speed is extremely fast, just in a flash, it swept a very long distance.
Luo Hong thought for a while, stretched out his hand and took the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva attached to the small bean flower, and headed toward the depths of hell.
The dark tide surged above, and there was blood everywhere in the hell.
The earth is barren, dead, and cold everywhere.
There are some lonely souls floating around, and from time to time there are still fragments of limbs digging out of the mud.
Luo Hong felt the terrifying fluctuations in the hell. Obviously, killing a corpse king also attracted the attention of the powerful existence in hell.
This was what Luo Hong had expected.
Luo Hong flew across with the little bean curd, looking up at the deep hell.
According to common sense, he should be low-key when he enters hell. After all, hell's strong man is not less than the heavens, but Luo Hong doesn't care.
Now, he doesn't have much time. The pseudo-emperors of the four clans of the heavens are attacking the realm of the true emperor, and there is no time for Luo Hong to slowly conquer hell.
Besides, is not the same as heaven.
Luo Hong is in hell...In fact, he has a stronger ruling power than in the heavens.
Hell is like the world of the undead in the evil lord's cave sky, Luo Hong is able to swallow the evil spirit in the spirit of the undead to strengthen the world of the undead, so...
Luo Hong does not plan to take slowly.
A direct strong wave.
If the powerhouse strikes, Luo Hong will be eliminated directly.
Luo Hong is not a good-tempered person.
The atmosphere in became more and more anxious, as if flames were burning, making the atmosphere sometimes cold and hot, sometimes hot.
Although Miss Demon Sword was transformed into a sword spirit, she still had memories of Ashura's ancestral land.
Taking Luo Hong all the way through the darkness.
Of course, at Luo Hong's current speed, the speed of the Demon Sword's flying is not comparable to Luo Hong, but it is not too slow. Flying Sword is extremely fast.
Almost half a day has passed.
Luo Hong, who was carrying the Jizo and hanging behind the magic sword, felt that the speed of the magic sword asura began to slow down.
Luo Hong saw a city with only debris left from a distance.
The city is full of ancient aura, although only the remains of the city are left, but from the debris, you can see the exquisiteness of the city!
Luo Hong's eyes were sharp, and he could see that every brick of the city was engraved with fine lines.
Every brick is like a work of art.
Luo Hong's eyes picked up slightly.
boom!
Demon Sword trembles lightly, and the red dress is flying, the figure of Demon Sister Miss Demon suddenly emerges.
There was sadness in his eyes, with the emotion and sadness of the vicissitudes of life.
"This is the ancestral land of Asura."
Miss Demon Sword opened her red lips lightly and said softly.
Luo Hong needed this ancestral land, and she brought Luo Hong here today, although she didn't really want someone to disturb the cleansing of the destroyed Asura.
However, now Luo Hong is her master, she has no choice.
Luo Hong brought the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva down, carrying his hands on his back, and walking slowly on the blood-colored earth.
Stepping on this city with only ruined walls, Luo Hong's starry eyes began to flicker. With countless stars surging, Luo Hong seemed to see many figures, those figures were slender and handsome.
They are all members of the Ashura tribe.
The former city was also very noisy. In hell, it was the most lively place.
"Asuras..."
In the distance, the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva puts his palms together, and his face is also a little complicated.
She didn't know much about this race. She only knew that in the ancient records, when the Asuras were glorious, they were once the pinnacles in hell, and even the Zombies did not dare to easily provoke the Asuras.
However, when this clan was at its peak, within a day, the emperor fell, the strong died, the city was destroyed, the sky collapsed...
Directly die.
Only the remains of the city were left, and in the legend of hell, it was reduced to ethereal.
"Why did the Asura clan, which was at its peak, suddenly annihilated?"
Jizo Bodhisattva was a little dazed, said.
The Three Realms seemed more complicated than she thought.
And why did Luo Hong come here?
Luo Hong didn't explain too much habit, and walked directly before the wreckage of the city, Luo Hong did not set foot.
Instead, he raised his hand and gently pushed forward!
Hum!
In an instant!
There was a horrible sword aura bursting out, as if it had been resuscitated from the ancient times, and suddenly rushed, a blood covering the world.
Shouts of killing, anger, fighting, clanging armor...
Unstoppable!
A sword energy full of anger and unwillingness was surging, tearing everything between heaven and earth.
Luo Hong retracted his hand, a solemn color appeared in his eyes.
"Even if it is destroyed, the guardian formation is still active!"
"Even if you are a powerful person at the heavenly king level, if you rush in, you will be torn to pieces!"
Luo Hong marveled.
This formation is indeed very delicate, incorporating countless sword auras.
Worthy of being the masterpiece of the No. 1 cast of soldiers in the Three Realms.
Arranging formations requires formations, and formations are actually a kind of soldiers.
Miss Demon Sword's red dress floated up.
"The guardian array is immortal, it was arranged by the Asura Emperor himself, and it takes a huge price to break through."
"Otherwise, this Asura site has been left here for such a long time, it would have been explored long ago, and there will be no treasures left."
Miss Demon Sword said coldly.
Luo Hong turned his head to look at her, smiled mildly, somewhat curious: "I am a little curious, since the Asuras have been annihilated, why do you exist?"
"Magic Sword Asura... this sword is not ordinary, at least in terms of sword-making skills, even if I am now, it may not be comparable."
"Miss sister, who is your identity?"
Luo Hong is indeed curious.
And Miss Demon Sword was at a loss as to what Luo Hong said.
She couldn't remember who she was.
She only knew that she was a sword spirit, she still remembered the direction of the Asura clan, but there were so many things that she had forgotten.
She was just a sword spirit after all, not a living person.
Luo Hong squinted his eyes, but he didn't study too deeply, but his heart gradually became serious.
The Demon Sword Asura is a sword rewarded by the human skin book. Luo Hong was relatively weak when he first started. At that time, how he was cared about, even if he cared, he couldn't touch this level.
However, now Luo Hong has reached this level, but he still can't see through the magic sword asura.
Even as he became more skilled in casting soldiers, he understood the extraordinary of this magic sword.
A coincidence?
The reward given by the Human Skin Booklet in the early stage would actually reward such an invisible weapon?
"The immortal body of the heavenly devil, the evil god, the demon sword asura... are all related to the Three Realms."
"But they all suffered more or less calamity. The heavenly demons were squeezed out in another starry sky, and they were about to die. The evil gods were sealed in the dark forbidden zone, and the Asuras... were exterminated."
"Is it all related to the human skin booklet?"
Luo Hong laughed, feeling...The water in the Three Realms seemed to be deeper than he thought.
And why did this human skin book happen to appear next to him, the traverser who just appeared?
"Could it be that the traverser... came from another time and space, transcending outside the Three Realms?"
"That's why this man's leather booklet will appear next to me? With my growth?"
Luo Hong shook his head and didn't think about it anymore. Now it seems that many things can be linked together, and there are clues to follow.
But sometimes, knowing too clearly is not a good thing.
Luo Hong was shocked, and the blood and strength in his body surged like a furnace.
The cave sky appears, and a long river of rules is flowing.
The king realm is at its peak... it is only a matter of time to set foot on the heavenly king, it is just a matter of accumulation.
Just when Luo Hong was standing in front of the Ashura Ruins, thinking about the problem.
The void in the distance.
Suddenly there was a wave of death spreading, the darkness came like a black cloud, and the darkness tide was washed away.
One horrible figure after another appeared above the dark tide.
The dark beams of light transformed by Taotao's death energy rushed into the tide, densely packed, and in each beam of light, there was a corpse king full of brutality watching.
That is the army of corpses and demons!
Murderous, shakes!
Lifeless!
The Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva changed his face in amazement, turned his head to look away, his pupils tightened.
"Hell Army..."
So strong!
Zombie Demon King, Zombie King... There are too many powerful existences!
Luo Hong was rash!
With only one person, how did you fight so many powerful men?
The vital energy in Luo Hong and Ji Zang Bodhisattva were so strong that they attracted the attention of many powerful men in hell.
The dark tide rolled.
Billowing bones built into a throne.
On the throne, the corpse demon emperor sat with a grin, showing his mouth full of sharp teeth.
Scarlet eyes and dark golden pupils stared at Luo Hong who was standing in front of the Ashura ruins.
"The world is the emperor of the world..."
The corpse demon emperor spoke slowly, his voice vibrated, and the mountains and rivers of the were shaking.
"The Asura clan has been destroyed, and outside the ruins of Asura's city, there is the'Asura Killing Array' arranged by the Asura Emperor, which contains the Asura Emperor's anger and murderous intent, and the Emperor must not enter..."
The corpse demon king said with a smile but a smile.
And beside the corpse demon emperor, the guard of the heavens changed into Yun Taicang's face, standing quietly, looking at Luo Hong with complicated eyes.
meet again.
This guy, after tossing the world and heaven, now he is starting to toss hell.
Of course, Yun Taicang's emotions are complicated and there is another point, which is Luo Hong's strength.
The king's realm is at its peak... it's only a line away from the heavenly king.
This monster is improving too fast!
Is he Yun Taicang the son of destiny, or you Luo Hong the son of destiny?
Yun Taicang was clearly recognized by the meaning of heaven, but why did he deflate repeatedly in front of Luo Hong.
It's really... very unhappy!
Luo Hong raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Yun Tai Cang?"
At the next moment, Luo Hong's eyes moved slightly: "The guardian of the heavens... won't it be your clone, right? You clone!"
Luo Hong complained.
Even Luo Hong couldn't help but be moved, this is compelling... how many clones are there?
Yun Taicang looked at Luo Hong, with a complicated look that was unconcealable.
Luo Hong smiled brilliantly.
Ignoring Yun Taicang, he looked at the corpse demon emperor, and looked at the surrounding and the army of all races unified by the corpse demon emperor.
A sense of oppression, like a mountain overturning.
Depressing makes people breathless.
Fortunately for Luo Hong, the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva with the body of Xiaodouhua really couldn't breathe.
Face the power of hell...
Still inexplicably fearful.
Ji Zang was able to suppress for eight thousand years because she took advantage of the power of rules, and if there was no power of rules, she was afraid that she would be hanged.
"The Corpse Demon King..."
Luo Hong looked at the Demon Emperor and squinted his eyes.
Very strong, very powerful.
It seems to have surpassed the realm of the pseudo-emperor and reached the level of the true emperor!
The Three Realms cannot become an emperor, so the corpse demon emperor should not be in the realm of the true emperor, but in terms of combat power, perhaps not weaker than the true emperor...
This corpse demon king is also a top-level evildoer!
"Is enthusiastic enough?"
The corpse demon emperor laughed and sat on the bone chair, supporting his chin.
"The Emperor has been sealed for one hundred thousand years. A few days ago, I felt that there were stars crashing. It should be the fall of the Emperor. It is a pity that this hatred cannot be personally avenged."
"But it doesn't matter, you, the emperor of the world, can be regarded as the inheritance of the emperor. With your order, you will pay tribute to the emperor's 100,000 years of freedom."
"Hell, come wherever you want."
The corpse demon emperor said coldly.
The next moment, supporting the chin with one hand, lifting the other hand, and gently flicking forward.
Boom boom boom!
The violent corpse king suddenly roared and rushed out!
Jizo Bodhisattva's face was pale.
How to resist this?
Luo Hong didn't even think about resisting. He stepped out and appeared behind the pale-faced Ksitigarbha.
Raise his hand to his brow.
Ji Zang's will was instantly suppressed, and the gold in his eyes dissipated, Xiao Dou Hua's will returned, Xiao Dou Hua looked at Luo Hong nervously.
"The son... the son!"
Luo Hong glanced at her: "Shut up and follow."
Lifting the back of Xiaodouhua's neck, stepped on it in one step, and rushed directly towards the Asura ruins under the protection of the "Sura Killing Array" with sword aura.
There was a hum.
The magic sword Asura fell in Luo Hong's hands.
Miss Demon Sword's red dress fell down, but she lay on Luo Hong's back and walked towards the city together.
Over the dark tide.
The corpse demon emperor smiled faintly: "Looking for death..."
"It's not in the imperial realm, no entry."
This is not a joke.
The Asura clan was extremely prosperous back then, and the corpse demons did not dare to respond to its sharpness.
Although Emperor Asura fell overnight, the formation he left behind still killed Wushuang.
Luo Hong rushed towards the ruins of the Ashura city, just approaching the area, the terrifying sword aura seemed sharp to cut the rules!
Densely, like a hearty summer rain, washing towards Luo Hong.
Luo Hong's eyes condensed.
"Ashura state."
Luo Hong whispered.
The body is boiling with blood, the body is raised high, and the white hair is long at the waist.
boom!
The sword aura that fell down suddenly stopped.
Luo Hong carried the small bean curd and stepped into the city like this.
The sword aura crashed down, engulfing Luo Hong's disappearing back.
Above the dark tide.
Click!
The guard of the bone seat of the Demon Emperor Corpse was instantly crushed by him!
There is a little incredible in the eyes!
"Asura... Clan member?"
Yun Taicang's eyes shrank.
Fuck!
coming!
This damn... familiar taste!
...
Luo Hong opened his eyes, his white hair was slender and waist, spread out like frost and snow.
With a calm complexion, with one hand holding Xiaodouhua's neck, Xiaodouhua shivered, almost feeling like he was missing.
However, a power emerged from Luo Hong, enveloping her, making her extremely relieved.
With little bean curd in hand, Miss Magic Sword is lying on her back.
Luo Hong breathed out a foul breath and scanned the Asura city that had been covered in dust for endless years.
Luo Hong actually had some guesses in his mind that if he used the Ashura state, he might be able to enter the Asura City.
The corpse demon king said that if you want to enter the city of Asura, you must be strong enough to suppress the power of the Asura killing formation.
However, Luo Hong doesn't need it, because he can be transformed into an Asura tribe.
Shura's killing formation will not attack the people, this is Luo Hong's guess.
Outside was agitated sword energy, but inside was a bit lonely.
The ancient city seemed to remain the same, the fire was burning, and the crackling sound of sparks burst into my ears.
This is a good, but peaceful city.
However, there was not a single figure in the city, and it seemed extremely silent and gloomy.
Miss Demon Sword floated down from Luo Hong's back.
There seemed to be a little dazed in her eyes, and he galloped away in a certain direction in the city, seeming to have a strange force pulling her.
Luo Hongmei picked up his eyebrows and followed Miss Demon Sword with little bean curd.
Da da da……
In the huge city, the sound of footsteps was particularly clear, echoing.
Before he knew it, Luo Hong found that the surrounding area became hot.
There was actually a huge and incomparable square for casting soldiers.
This square for casting soldiers is really too big, and above the square, there are casting platforms one after another, like a star dotted line, densely covered with steps, layer by layer.
At the top level, there is only a scarlet forging platform.
The flames of burst out, and the endless metal was flowing viscously on the casting platform.
Miss Demon Sword drifted up along the Casting Square in a daze.
Luo Hong frowned.
He found that the picture in front of him had changed, as if time was going back, and countless pictures flickered in front of him.
Finally, freeze frame in a dynamic picture.
In the picture.
A very handsome woman, wearing red armor, bloodied all over, was seriously injured and dying.
The woman raised her head, sharp ears, scarlet lips, and beautiful angry eyes, staring at the dome of blood billowing.
And the blood cloud rolled.
Luo Hong's eyes narrowed.
He saw a bright white palm suddenly fall in the blood cloud!
It's just that, this time, apart from the palm of the hand, it seemed that a white figure stepped out!
I can't see my face, but I can feel the mighty power!
The woman's hair is flying, and she is angry, unwilling, and screaming!
boom!
The sky seems to be split!
Countless regular chains fell down, lashing at the woman.
The women's armor all shattered and turned into a red dress like blood.
All the members of the Ashura tribe knelt on the ground, staring at this scene tremblingly.
The emperor fights with the sky!
What can they... do? !
Countless chains fell, suppressing the woman's body, and the woman was crushed to death.
And other regular chains, like tentacles one after another, shot out!
Puff, puff!
In Luo Hong's constricted eyes~EbookFREE.me~, every regular chain runs through the body of an Asura tribe.
The blood of these Asuras was hot and spattered, and while being pulled and shaken, it was thrown into the blood-colored casting platform that was burning with flames at the highest point of the casting square.
The sound of miserable howling fills the entire city!
No matter how old or young, no matter how young, no matter how strong or weak...
Under the rules, they were all thrown into the casting platform like ants.
The blood water made the flames of the forging platform more and more high!
And a sword with scarlet in the dark, slowly climbed from the casting platform.
The terrifying power is stirring, impacting all around!
The white figure is huge, and countless chains are entangled down, pulling and controlling the woman's body, letting her grab the sword.
The woman shook her head frantically, smiled frantically, with blood and tears in her eyes.
Damn it!
The woman scolded heaven.
The flesh detonates instantly!
The entire Asura City was wiped out at this moment.
The chains of rules that control women's bodies are also breaking.
The woman's red dress flew up, hugged the sword, and withdrew back into the sword-making platform.
The red skirt spread, like a lotus blooming.
And countless souls were liberated from the sword one after another, crying, and disappearing in all directions...
The trance picture in front of Luo Hong disappeared.
His eyes regained clarity.
However, he found that he didn't know when, he had already reached the last step of the Casting Square.
The Sister of Demon Sword in Red Dress and Qianying stood on the blood-colored sword-casting platform where the flame never died down.
A step away from him, unfamiliar, cold, and emotionally complicated...looking down at him.
Red skirt corners and white shirt robe.
Intertwined in the beating flames of the forging platform.
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