Chapter 410: ? The son... the son... don't be fierce

"The son is so righteous (
The picture is constantly shattering and melting like a mirror.
That is the mark left by time, like a picture reflected in the depths of time and space.
It has long since disappeared in the years and history. Only the powerful, or with a certain unique opportunity, can draw out the slightest and watch it for a while.
Luo Hong looked complicated.
Looking at the figure in the red dress standing on top.
Miss Demon Sword Sister, who had become so unfamiliar, made Luo Hong sigh. What he saw just now was the truth about the annihilation of the Asura clan. It turned out that the Asura clan was actually destroyed by the will of heaven.
This is something Luo Hong did not expect.
Luo Hong originally thought that the destruction of the Asura clan might have been annihilated by the strong among the five clans of and died in the war.
However, where did I know that the Ashura tribe actually perished completely in order to rebel against the will of heaven.
And the Demon Sword Asura... is not an ordinary sword.
The sword spirit hidden in the magic sword asura is actually the emperor of the asura clan!
Things in the world are really too ridiculous. Sometimes they seem to be accidental and deliberate.
Miss Demon Sword, the sword spirit who only knows how to suck, is like the bottomless pit, actually... is a remnant soul of the emperor realm!
"Finally... I saw you."
Next to the blood-colored sword-forging platform, a breeze was blowing, blowing the thick dust that had accumulated on the ground.
The red skirt was blown up, revealing Miss Demon Sword's straight long legs.
She looked at Luo Hong, her red lips lightly opened, and said.
Although her eyes became unfamiliar and her temperament became domineering and powerful, she is still the sword spirit of the magic sword asura.
"When I returned to the Asura ancestral land, I touched the remnants of my remaining soul in the sword casting platform, and some of the disappeared memories were recalled."
Miss Demon Sword said softly.
Her voice is very nice, lingering in the empty sword casting square, shaking endlessly.
Some disappeared memories, some unforgettable hatred.
Miss Demon Sword looked at Luo Hong.
"It may be just a coincidence that you can come here. You can get the magic sword asura... it's your chance."
"You have your chance, I have my persistence."
Miss Demon Sword said again.
Luo Hong floated in white and nodded.
Luo Hong saw the terrible situation of the Asura tribe's extermination. He clearly saw that the Asura tribe was destroyed under the meaning of heaven, and Luo Hong didn't know what to say.
"I know you want the sword-making heritage of the Asura clan..."
"I can give it to you, but... there is a request."
Miss Demon Sword looked at Luo Hong with deep eyes and said.
Luo Hong's eyebrows couldn't help but raised. Miss Demon Sword is a sword spirit, and Demon Sword Asura has always followed Luo Hong. It is not surprising that Miss Sister knows about Luo Hong.
"Asuras, the swordsmanship is also used for success, and swordsmanship for the death..."
"Heaven uses the entire Asura clan to forge swords to defend against the enemy. Unfortunately, the price is the souls of the entire Asura clan. I can’t agree to it, and I don’t want to. For the price."
"However, I am still unwilling..."
"Especially now, when I return to the ruins of the city of Asura, looking at the once prosperous Asura clan, now there is only sadness and coldness on the ground. I am not satisfied."
Miss Demon Sword whispered.
She was talking, Luo Hong listened again.
"Do you want revenge? Revenge to Heaven?"
Luo Hong looked at Miss Demon Sword and asked.
Miss Demon Sword nodded, her black hair was waist-length, and her red dress was flamboyant, carrying an extremely cold murderous intent.
"I don't care what the sky is, I only know that the vengeance of the genocide is not shared!"
Miss Demon Sword's words, gritted her teeth, possessed endless anger and murder.
Luo Hong nodded.
With his hands on his back, he said: "Let's talk, what conditions?"
Luo Hong really needed the sword-making skills of the Asuras. There was no way, because only in this way could the fusible substances of the ancient imperial soldiers of the five tribes be integrated.
Therefore, Luo Hong couldn't take away this condition.
Miss Demon Sword laughed.
She smiled, and the entire dark Asura city seemed to become bright and beautiful.
Luo Hong looked in a daze.
"Actually, I only have one condition...I want to be resurrected, I want revenge!"
Miss Demon Sword said.
resurrection?
It's easier said than done!
Luo Hong frowned. The Demon Sword Asura was dead, and I don't know how old he died. Now, there is only a ray of sword spirit will left.
Even if the memory is activated, the memory is just a memory.
Wanting to resurrect by this is as difficult as reaching the sky.
"I don't need a long resurrection, I only need a short resurrection..."
"I have two methods."
Miss Demon Sword looked at Luo Hong, watching deeply.
Luo Hong frowned.
He smelled an unusual smell. I'm afraid these two methods are difficult to handle, right?
"any solution?"
Luo Hong asked indifferently, whether to ask or to ask.
Miss Demon Sword smiled charmingly.
She raised her head and looked outside the "Sura Killing Array" that enveloped the Ashura Clan, as if she had seen the army of led by the Zombie Demon Emperor.
Eyes are shining, murderous.
"The first method is to kill the corpse demon emperor, and use his pseudo-emperor spirit... to reshape my real body."
Miss Demon Sword said, the words fell, and the atmosphere suddenly became weird.
"Slaying the Devil Emperor..."
Luo Hong raised his eyebrows again.
The lion opened his mouth.
That might be a pseudo-emperor with the power of the true emperor!
"This is very difficult. The corpse demon emperor was transformed by the corpse demon, and is enlightened by the meaning of heaven. Now he is at the level of half-step proving the path, and he is smudged by the endless necromancy in hell. Hell is not empty. , The corpse demon king is immortal..."
"As long as there is one more corpse demon clan, the spirit of the corpse demon emperor can be born."
While the red skirt was flying, Miss Demon Sword's clear voice resounded.
The atmosphere became a bit grim and weird.
Luo Hong never thought about killing the Devil Emperor.
Although... Luo Hong was like a fish in hell, but Luo Hong hadn't really thought about killing the Demon Emperor.
Because the gap between Luo Hong and the corpse demon emperor... is still a bit big.
Therefore, this is not an easy task.
Luo Hong curled his lips. Sure enough, it was not as easy as he imagined to get the inheritance of the Asura clan.
Even the love relationship with Miss Demon Sword for so many years is of no use.
Luo Hong shook his head.
Oh, woman.
It seemed to see the embarrassment on Luo Hong's face.
Miss Demon Sword smiled brilliantly, "Don't you listen to the second method? The first method is indeed difficult...but the second method is very easy compared to you."
Luo Hong squinted.
"You said."
"My son think about it."
Luo Hong seemed to smell something unusual.
Miss Demon Sword did not continue to say, her eyes turned, and she fell under the sword casting square in the distance, the little Douhua standing timidly.
Xiaodouhua stood trembling in the cold wind.
It seemed that Miss Demon Sword's eyes glanced at her, and she suddenly felt excited.
Luo Hong was taken aback.
The next moment, his brows frowned suddenly.
Raising his hand and grabbing it, Xiaodouhua suddenly felt the world spin, and Luo Hong held it at the base of his neck and placed it beside Luo Hong.
Little bean curd legs are soft.
She seemed to see the inexplicable emotion in Miss Demon Sword's eyes.
"Go ahead, what is the second way?"
Luo Hong said lightly.
The tone was flat and indifferent.
Ms. Demon Sword smiled brilliantly, raised her hand, pointed at the little bean flower, a gust of wind came, and the red skirt was swaying.
"If you don't have the spirit of the pseudo-emperor, you can use her life..."
"Remodeling with her physique can reshape my body."
The words fell, echoing in the empty and silent city.
The atmosphere instantly became weird.
Even... there are a few killings.
Xiaodouhua was so shocked that she stood blankly, and her mind was full of what Miss Demon Sword said to reshape the other person's body with her own life.
Luo Hong maintained an asura attitude, with white hair flying, but his eyes were a little cold.
With this waste of Xiaodouhua's life, exchange for an Asura Emperor?
It's worth it.
Xiaodouhua is also full of complex colors in his eyes.
She didn't know what the son was facing, but she could feel that the son was very anxious and urgent. Obviously, the heavens were not as beautiful as the Master and Brother Li had imagined.
The son might have suppressed the heavens, but there is still a more terrible crisis brewing.
Therefore, the son is in such a hurry to come to hell, his expressions are all in a hurry.
The son needs help, and the Asura Emperor will definitely be the top help.
And her little bean curd, no way.
Xiaodouhua pursed her mouth, and a touch of determination suddenly appeared in her eyes.
She also wanted to do something for the son.
If so, she can help the son, so why not give up this one!
Her life was originally saved by the son, but now... it's just going back again!
"me……"
Xiaodouhua raised her head and looked at Miss Demon Sword Sister.
Head up, stand tall, raise your head, and step on your feet.
She can't lose her face anymore!
She bit her lip, her eyes were full of dismay and sadness.
Although she is a little transparent next to the son, although she can't do many things well, although her talent is too poor and her cultivation base is too weak, she can't help the son solve some of the disasters in the Three Realms.
Now, she has this opportunity.
"I do!"
Xiaodouhua, timidly.
Miss Demon Sword's eyes rolled and fell on Xiaodouhua's body, with surprise and surprise in her eyes.
Death...Are you not afraid of it?
"I..." Xiaodouhua opened her mouth.
While speaking, he plucked up his courage and walked forward with his head held high.
However, as she walked, she found that her foot was empty.
Luo Hong held her nape and brought her back like a kitten.
Xiaodouhua was cold all over, and only felt a chill.
"What are you? Are you a pig?!"
Luo Hong's voice was low, like a terrifying roar bursting from deep in his throat.
Xiaodouhua seems to be petrified.
"Who gave you the courage to make arbitrarily decisions? My son spoke?"
"What is your pig's brain moving forward?!"
"You take another step. Believe it or not, my son breaks your leg? Sew your mouth?!"
Luo Hong was full of evil spirits.
To the back, almost roaring.
Xiaodouhua was stiff all over.
"The son... the son... don't be fierce!"
Xiaodouhua's tears burst out immediately, it was terrible!
The son at this moment... terrible!
However, Luo Hong didn't bother to listen to what Xiaodouhua said, just a gloomy face.
This girl owes a scolding.
Luo Hong stretched out a finger, pressed it against Xiaodouhua's lips, and swiped it sharply.
Xiaodouhua just felt like her mouth was sewn up.
The big eyes suddenly widened with horror.
He kept shouting.
Son... don't do this!
And Luo Hong didn't bother to pay attention to her, and looked at Miss Demon Sword Sister.
"Two ways, right?"
"My son likes challenging ones."
"Choose the first one."
Luo Hongdao.
"You speak your words..."
Luo Hong looked at Miss Demon Sword and grinned.
Miss Demon Sword's red lips lightly opened, and she was about to speak.
However, Luo Hong opened his mouth directly full of chills and coldness.
"Otherwise... My son demolished this Asura clan land!"
The words fall.
Only the stunned Miss Demon Sword with red lips slightly opened.
"Woohoo..."
There were tears in Xiaodouhua's eyes.
"To shut up!"
Luo Hong cursed.
"Are you a pig?! My son doesn't want to hear your voice!"
Luo Hong continued to curse.
After that, Luo Hong raised his hand, picked up the little bean curd, opened the cave, and threw her directly into the three emperor cave...
Out of sight out of mind.
Of course, Xiaodouhua couldn't do anything in the next battle.
Luo Hong swept the pretty young lady Demon Sword Sister standing on the top sword casting platform.
Miss Demon Sword's red lips are picked ~EbookFREE.me~ There is a bright smile on the corner of her mouth.
It seemed a bit wrong for Luo Hong to make such a choice, but he was not too surprised.
This little man... seems to have always been like this.
Pretending to be bad on purpose.
interesting.
Miss Demon Sword raised her hand and made a gentle move with her bare hand.
Suddenly, the magic sword Ashura inserted in the sword casting table trembled slightly, and the next moment, it turned into a streamer and shot towards Luo Hong.
"I know, the corpse demon king is difficult to kill. This is for you. Although you have chosen a path that is basically impossible for a woman, but... maybe there is a miracle?"
Miss Demon Sword said.
"you shut up."
Luo Hong's faint voice floated.
The corners of Miss Demon Sword's mouth were upturned, her eyes gleaming and she was smiling.
The growth of this little man has always been a miracle.
call out!
The magic sword asura shot out.
Being held by Luo Hong in his hand, Luo Hong suddenly felt something.
The eyes fluctuated slightly, and the sword aura that enveloped Ashura's city began to roar as the sword swung.
It seems to follow his heart.
Luo Hong picked up his eyes and realized that the Magic Sword Ashura is not only a sword, but also a key, the key to control this sword aura.
Killing the corpse demon emperor is not easy, but it is not bad to have this help.
Miss Demon Sword looked at Luo Hong and gradually walked away from the back of the city.
Luo Hong turned his back to her, held the sword and swung it gently.
As if saying goodbye, as if saying, woman, wait for my son to come back.
next moment.
A wave of the sword in his hand.
The sword curtain in front of him opened wide.
A beautiful shadow in the city, like a sea corpse outside the city...
In and outside the city, heaven and hell.
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