Legend of the Asura - Chapter 605

[Chapter 605]

The people there are very ugly, all of them are ferocious, and their bodies are in all kinds of terrifying shapes. From the first day he entered there, he was forced to start cruel training at the age of two. However, he did not have a trace of complaints, because he had the blood and instinct to kill the god to pursue power and fight, and because of the most powerful soul in his heart. Pure hatred, he wants to become stronger, to take revenge, and to kill all the humans who want to wipe out his white family.

From then on, his only life was to practice the sword and sleep. Gradually, this morbid and cruel training became his habit. Sometimes, he would even wave the epee in his hand continuously for days and nights without eating until the end. Tired and collapsed into a coma, he was like a crazy machine, and it went on like this for twenty years.

Aside from the brutal training, his world was a blank. Therefore, in his twenties, his strength surpassed China’s strongest sword god.

The only warmth was the tears on her face every time he passed out.

She is his sister… but his world is destined to be free from fetters and concerns, otherwise, he will not be a true killing god.

They are a bunch of lunatics, a bunch of inhuman lunatics. They tried their best to use more brutal training methods to improve his strength. Because only when he becomes stronger, he has the ability to break the barrier that only humans can break, and they can leave this eternal dark place.

As for Meiyu, they have always been indifferent, never told her to do anything, never talked to her, and let her do what she did, as if she didn’t exist at all. Although they are lunatics, they are definitely not fools. They know that only the existence of Meiyu can make Xiantian not really collapse in the inhuman torture.

If it was a worthless person, how could they allow her to exist.

A year ago, he heard the call of Doom Huangquan, so he walked out of there and came to the world of reincarnation. The people there also seemed to see hope. After he gained enough power, they came back and destroyed the seal. They would help him avenge him and help him slaughter the world.

Slaughtering the world… that was the pure hatred of a two-year-old child, and it was this hatred that accompanied him for twenty years of cruelty. But, will he really be able to do the crazy slaughter of the world when he grows up?

In the world of reincarnation, he obtained the Yellow Spring of Doom, the God-killing weapon that was connected to his blood and could follow him in and out of two worlds. In the world of reincarnation, he kills every day, but he knows that everyone he kills is not really dead, and that kind of killing is not really killing.

But why, he can’t do real killing, and can only use this false killing in this world to vent his confusion in his heart.

Is it because she is always by her side, or because her beliefs that have been ingrained for 20 years have been shaken.

After walking out from there, he began to touch the world. Originally, he thought that this was a world full of all kinds of villains and ugly faces, but gradually, he realized that he was wrong, and what he saw was more of that kind of warm harmony, and that in the past twenty years, only in her The smile on the face.

In contrast, the cruel world in which he has survived for twenty years is the real darkness, the real ugliness and inhumanity.

Gradually, he fell in love with this world and didn’t want to think about the hellish past, and subtly, he gradually began to have various complex feelings instead of a single hatred.

The slaughtering knife of the God-killing God never really fell once. And that dark place, he never went back once, and even began to forget their existence and the “mission” they gave him.

Having lost his goal, he became more and more confused, not knowing where to go and what to do.

Finally one day, he finally has a new goal – that is Shura.

The killing god is powerful, bloodthirsty, and belligerent. He wants to be defeated but does not allow himself to fail. The first time he played against Shura, he lost. The second time he fought at the Huaxia Wudou Tournament, he still lost after using the last trick. In the real world, he met him again-he who had been brutally trained for more than 20 years and held the Doomsday Spring… still defeated.

So he became his target. The arrogance of the Killing God did not allow him to fail. Either this world or the real world.

But, after defeating him, what should I do? Why on earth are you here? What is the meaning of one’s own existence?

Confused, his eyes lost focus, his footsteps lost direction, and the sound of stepping on the ground became heavier each time.

Xiao Tian, who was sitting on the grass, squinted, and after seeing Heantian, he stood up abruptly.

His standing up also awakened Heantian from his confusion. Heentian’s eyes narrowed slightly when he saw Xiao Tian, because this was the one who broke the barrier of killing God at the Huaxia Wudou Conference and finally perished with him.

He is strong.

Therefore, Xiantian called out the doomsday spring, and the desire to kill ignited in his eyes. However, his attention was quickly diverted as he met a pair of dead eyes.

The body of the God of Killing is filled with a murderous aura that naturally radiates and makes people fear without fighting, while the God of Death is a death aura that can devour people’s lives.

Heentian turned his body, pointed the tip of his sword at Yang Aotian, and released his substantive murderous aura, straight to Yang Aotian like a knife.

Xiao Tian, who is ready for battle, can’t wait to slash Hentian with a sword… The guy who sees strange thoughts and moves, actually looks down on you, Uncle Xiao! !

Xiao Tian patiently sat back on the grass, looking forward to the battle between the God of Death and the God of Death. He wanted to see their true strength, and he wanted to know the gap between him and them.

One is the profession of killing god, the other is profession of death, one is cold-blooded and ruthless, one is dead, one has the super artifact Doomsday Yellow Spring, and the other has the super artifact causal reincarnation. The two seem to be completely different, but under coordination, they are surprisingly similar. place.

In the face of Xiantian’s murderous aura, Yang Aotian glanced at him lightly, and still sat there calmly, motionless like a weathered mummified corpse. Around his body, the green grass that had been depleted of vitality was easily blown off by the wind and walked away with the wind.

Heentian held the sword in both hands, his body suddenly jumped up, and a most common jump cut slashed on Yang Aotian’s body, and there was a strange “bang” sound from the contact part between the sword and the body.

Yang Aotian remained motionless, and said plainly, “I only kill people who should be killed.”

He only kills those he hates, those who stand in his way, his strength, only for revenge.

The indifferent tone, the unscathed gesture, and the gray damage numbers all made Hentian frown. He snorted coldly and raised his hands.

This time, Yang Aotian finally moved, the pitch-black figure panned three feet like a ghost, the Doomsday Yellow Spring slammed into the ground, and the turf was everywhere.

Heentian took back the doomsday spring, and snorted again: “I don’t fight against people who don’t have the will to fight.”

He turned indifferently and walked towards the east. Mei Yu glanced at the mysterious god of death and followed behind him. She has always followed him so closely, letting him slowly wipe out the anger and hatred in his heart, and then accept the world.

She was bitter and tired, but had no regrets.

“Aotian, it seems that you are not afraid of attack.” Xiao Tian patted his buttocks and stood up and said. From his dodging just now, he vaguely realized something, but it was a pity that a wonderful battle could not be staged.

“Afraid of fire, afraid of light, afraid of life.” Yang Aotian said in a low voice.

“I know this, but what about the attack?” Xiao Tian paused, then suddenly asked, “What is the upper limit of the attack you can withstand?”

“One hundred thousand!”

“Oh…that is to say, unless you can deal more than 100,000 damage at a time, you can’t be hurt at all?” Xiao Tian said with some clarity.

“Yes!”

“What if it exceeds 100,000? Will it die directly?”

Perhaps 100,000 is the upper limit of damage that his body can carry. If it exceeds 100,000, his body will suffer losses, or he will simply be unable to withstand being killed.

“Will not!”

Xiao Tian’s eyes widened: “Then you will?”

“It will be relegated,” Yang Aotian said coldly.

Although the Death God at this time is a player, he still won’t really die. When his “life” is emptied like an ordinary player, he will also drop the level, but he will not die.

“Oh… so that’s the case.” Xiao Tian finally regained a little psychological balance. Although he was still a “god” who couldn’t die, he didn’t go against the sky to the extent of breaking the balance.

He is a small bug in this world… but the primary condition for becoming this small bug is death.

And Shura, it is a super big BUG! His existence makes all other players completely reduced to foil.

Yang Aotian stood up and looked at the west with the eyes that belonged to the god of death.

“Are you thinking about going to Ximen’s house again?” Xiao Tian said. From his demeanor and eyes, he knew what he was thinking, and besides the Ximen family, he probably wouldn’t think about anything else.

Yang Aotian nodded imperceptibly.

Xiao Tian shook his head and said comfortingly, “Trust me, I understand how you feel, that bastard’s death 10,000 times is a bargain for him, but you should know more about the background of the Ximen family, this family is too involved. It is too complicated, and even affects the economic lifeline of the entire China to a certain extent. After all, the boss is a member of the Long family. If you go like this, no matter what the result is, it is likely to bring great trouble to the Long family. So, still Wait for the boss to come back, he will not disappoint you.”

Yang Aotian did not refute, but nodded slowly. The person who can make him suspend his revenge may only be Feng Xiao in this world. Because he saved him, saved his sister, and even his current strength was given by him, and his kindness may not be repaid in this life, so he will never do anything that may be detrimental to him.

At this time, their “boss” was lying comfortably in the arms of the little fairy, counting the time silently with his eyes closed.

World martial arts conference, he must participate.