Legend of the Asura

In the end, the wind was dragged to Tianlong Palace by Tian Xiu.

"There is neither white hair nor white tiger. It seems that this Shura is not a Pisoch!" The mystery of Tian Dun's face.

"Hehehe, the Shura in the prophecy does not necessarily refer to the person who transferred to Shura. Maybe it is a madman who is murderous."

"Since he is a different person from the world, then we always have the chance to meet that person, you have a few old things and a bird!"

......

In the square of the Tianlong Imperial City, three minutes after the wind, a red-haired man dragging a giant sword slowly came...

"Hate the sky, change jobs, warriors!"

The icy voice made a few noisy excitement transfer supervisors quickly quiet down, and when I turned around, I found out that I had already stood a red-haired man behind me.

Hate the sky quietly standing there, surrounded by a murderous atmosphere that can not be concealed, the momentum is strong, so that a few old men are also secretly scared!

What is this person coming to? Several old men came up with this idea at the same time.

"You are?" asked Tianzheng calmly.

"Hate the sky, change jobs, soldiers!" Hate days do not seem to want to say more than one word, the sound is cold and dull.

"Oh, I am the warrior transfer supervisor. Your momentum shows that you can definitely become a powerful warrior. You...ah...you...the sword in your hand is?" The eyes stunned to hate the sky and dragged on the ground. Great sword, the voice of the day war shook.

Tiandun, Tiangong, Tianzhu, and Tianfa also noticed the sword in the hands of hate, and the expression on the face was horrified at the same time.

"Hate the sky, change jobs, warriors, please hurry." Hate wrinkled his face.

"...well, please sign your name here..."

......

After the transfer, the hate of the sky went to the south side of the imperial city without a word, leaving a group of old men who looked at each other.

"Is that sword a..."

"Yes, the sword of killing God - the end of the day, Huang Quan, that person ... is the person who inherits the power of killing God!"

"The name of resentment and the resentful atmosphere, he must be a return from purgatory..."

"These people from different worlds have surprised us a lot."

Tianlong Palace has quite a taste of the Forbidden City. It is magnificent and magnificent, full of luxury and luxury. It also has a strong royal dignity. The team of the team and the guards are endless, and people have a kind of crossing to ancient times. The feeling of the palace.

But what surprised the wind is that whether it is a gate guard or a patrol guard, it seems that he did not see him and Tian Xiu, let them enter the guarded inner city, neither blocking nor greeting, even the eyes The child did not move.

“Can the palace be free to enter and exit?” asked the windy question.

"You fart!" Tian Xiu, you are the idiot's eyes. "If you said what these guards do, we can do so because we are Shura! Do you understand!"

"Oh? Shura is so powerful? It won't be anywhere!"

"Of course not. If you want the emperor to do anything, Shura can enter the palace at will, without cross-examination and blocking, but never do anything. Otherwise, a bunch of guards will come over to take you! These are not the scorpions, they are casual. One can kill you!"

"Okay, it’s time, this is the Dragon Hall. Now it’s the afternoon time, let's go in together."

Tianlong Hall!

The first thing that caught the eye was a plaque made of yellow glazed tiles: Tianlong Hall! The majestic and solemn momentum made the winds disappear for a moment, but before they could see the whole picture, they were already pulled in by Tian Xiu.

'The space inside the hall is far beyond the imagination of the wind. It is more than 100 meters long, more than 30 meters wide, and the height is more than 30 meters. The interior decoration is extremely luxurious. The middle is the Zhuyi Fangtai, the stage. Carved dragon throne, behind the carved dragon screen, there are dragons and gold pillars on both sides, the top central algae well has a carved golden dragon, exudes the atmosphere of the emperor.

At this time, the seat of the dragon is sitting on an old man wearing a purple crown. The majesty and domineering of the king of the world highlights the identity of this person: the Emperor of Heaven.

The sudden intrusion of two people suddenly attracted the attention of all the people in the hall, and countless civil and military officials looked to them. The Emperor of Tianlong suddenly broke into two uninvited guests, just about to get angry, but after seeing the people, he took the rage and took it back, and changed his face with helpless expression.

"This person is the emperor, the momentum is not bad, that is, the face is a little worse!" The wind did not see the emperor's nervousness at first, but looked at him with interest. The emperor was only a legend and a name in his modern man's thoughts. He did not experience the emperor's consciousness when he had not experienced the imperial baptism.

If the wind is just not aware, the repairs will almost follow his own home...

"The emperor and the old man, Lao Tzu brought the first person to the world who was transferred to the world, and quickly took 100,000 gold coins to come to me!"

Tian Xiu’s title to the emperor almost made the wind fall to the ground, but he was surprised to find that the Wenwu Baiguan was not surprised at the scene.

The color, but a strange look, even the emperor is a helpless expression, not anger.

"Ha ha……"

The emperor had no choice but to smile. The gentle laughter was shocking. The eardrums were a little squeaky, and the imperial majesty of the emperor really had some doorways.

"Tian Xiu's predecessors haven't seen it for more than 30 years. I didn't expect that your appearance has not changed at all. The spirit is awkward, and if you hear the sound of the clock, it's just that you can't hold it down." The emperor even called Tian Xiu as The predecessors, this made the wind a bit surprised, "No wonder this old man is so bullish, it turned out to be a personal thing."

"Oh, it’s useless to talk to me less, or to take the money to compare it." Tian Xiu did not give face to ignore the feelings of the Emperor Tianlong. One finger said: "No, this kid is the first turn. The person in charge is also the 23rd generation of Shura. The things you are looking for may be allowed to complete."

The first transfer? The descendant of Shura? Numerous gaze brushes have been transferred to the wind, and there are surprises, doubts, and curiosities. Even though the windy face is as thick as the city wall, there are some parsings at this time. Dry coughing said: "Hello Tianlong Emperor, my name is Fengshen, professional Shura!"

Originally, after entering the temple, there was neither squatting nor swearing. Numerous civil and military officials were extremely dissatisfied and contemptuous. At this time, he heard that he was a Shura, and his eyes were not immediately the same.

"Oh? You are the first human being from a different world? Good! If the hero is a teenager, he will become a Shura at a young age. This time, the demon will wake up, and the Tianlong mainland will soon enter the turmoil again. All rely on you in these different worlds of warriors." The emperor appreciatively looked at the wind, after the end of the face, a burst of flushing, a severe cough a few times, the little **** next to the dragon chair quickly pushed him back.

Devil? The wind was shocked. He couldn’t decide whether the demon in the mouth of the Emperor of Heaven and the demon named by Xuanyuan were the same person.

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