Chapter 1892: Ill fame

Chapter 1892

In the War Soul Continent, in an ancient mountain range in God's Domain, in a cave under one of the mist-shrouded peaks, a thin old man sat cross-legged.

In vain, the old man opened his eyes, two ray of light shot out from his eyes, like two divine swords from heaven and earth, piercing Tianyu.

If Xiao Fan were here, he would definitely find that this old ancestor was somewhat similar to the Laughing Cangsheng Soul clone he had killed, except that it seemed to be withered and even older.

"The soul clone is dead?" The old man uttered an icy voice, and the cave house suddenly filled with frost, instantly frozen into an ice cave.

There was a dead silence in the cave. For a long time, the old man murmured again: "In the last year, I will be able to return to the peak, and even go further. When that time comes, I will surely enter the tomb of King Shura and kill the world!

Kill my soul clone, you will surely draw your soul to light the sky lantern for thousands of years, and Ye Jiuyou, Ye Jiutian, you two tomb-keepers, **** it too! "

The old man's voice quickly fell silent, but the surrounding was surprised by countless birds and beasts, and no soul beast dared to approach the slightest.

In the prison of heaven and earth, the news that the Laughing Clan Soul clone was beheaded by Xiao Fan was like a plague, spreading madly in all directions.

The major restaurants and the streets were all talking about this matter. Even if Xiao Tianxie became the new **** master three days later, there was no sensation.

In a restaurant, two hungrily men were sitting by the window, listening carefully to the discussion next to them.

"This generation of Asura Palace Masters is really terrifying. Even the Divine Masters were killed. For thousands of years, the Asura Palace Masters have been troubled by the Divine Masters, but most of them have been killed in the Palace."

"It was not the god, but the demon who killed, otherwise the princes and princesses would not make any moves, and everyone would kill the demon by working together."

"No matter what, Palace Master Shura killed it in the end. I heard that a sword slaughtered the demon head. It was simply earth-shattering."

"It's no wonder that everyone now says to offend anyone, don't offend the Asura Lord, he can kill even the demon who kills the **** Lord, and in the world, who else can't be killed?"

Many people seem to be immersive, passionate, and even feel that it is themselves who kills the laughing people.

Xiao Fan, the name of the Asura Palace Master, is even more resounding through the world and the prison, and it continues to spread around.

"The son deserves to be the son, he is so lawless wherever he goes." One of the men not far away laughed.

If Xiao Fan were here, he would definitely be able to recognize that the man was the lost Zhuo Tianhong, and the person opposite was Zhanluo.

The aura on Zhuo Tianhong's body was also much stronger than before, and he was obviously improving again.

Zhanluo didn't speak, but he also had his own exquisiteness in his heart. He had seen many Asura Palace Masters, and he felt that this generation of Asura Palace Masters was a little different, but as for the differences, he couldn't tell.

"It doesn't seem to be very far from the Heavenly God City, Zhan Luo, let's go and find the son." Zhuo Tianhong suddenly stood up and said.

He couldn't wait to go to the Heavenly God City to find Xiao Fan. Over the years, he found that only by following Xiao Fan could he make his cultivation fast and diligent.

"Hallmaster Xiao killed the Divine Lord of the Common People's Kingdom, and the next stop is probably to go to Xiuluo Mountain." Zhan Luo was sitting there motionless.

"That's right, I heard that the Asura King's inheritance on Mount Asura is about to open. As the son of one of the inheritances, he will definitely not miss it." Zhuo Tianhong also settled his mind.

"I found out. There is an ancient city of Shura around Xiuluo Mountain. Where are we going to wait for him?" Zhanluo nodded.

"Good." Zhuo Tianhong nodded.

At this time, in a certain area of ​​the prison of heaven and earth, a dark mountain rose into the sky, like a wild ancient beast dormant here.

Around the mountain peak, there is a vast blood lake, surrounding Mount Xiuluo. Most people cannot cross the blood lake, and no one can fly above the blood lake. There is a strange force suppressing this space.

From a distance, the mountains are surrounded by clouds and mists, and they are magnificent and unattainable.

However, if someone observing it, you will find that this mountain is like a tomb, but the tomb is a bit too large.

This mountain is called Shura Mountain, and it is also the place where the king of Shura was buried.

On the mountainside, a wide square is located with black palaces, solemn and solemn.

In one of the palaces, four figures are gathering at this moment. Although they are all old men, everyone exudes a **** and powerful aura.

Everyone here contains the blood of Shura, but they are strong or weak.

"I heard that the line of Battle Soul Continent has appeared again, what do you think?" The restless crowd was suddenly suppressed by a voice, and only a lanky old man walked in from the door.

Hearing the old man's words, everyone couldn't help closing their mouths, their eyes filled with awe, until the old man sat on the first seat, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mountain Lord, in my opinion, don't let their line participate in the inheritance competition. If they die here, their line is probably extinct." One of the black-robed old men said.

Several other people sneered, but the other party is an existence that can kill even the smiling soul clone, will he die here?

"Elder, are you worried that God Wuxin won't be able to inherit, right?" Another gray-robed old man said with yin and yang strange air.

"What are you talking about? You said I would worry about God Wuxin? I'm just afraid that their bloodline will become extinct. After all, they finally got the approval of Xiuluo Mountain." The black robe old elder scorned.

He is the elder of Mount Xiuluo and the guardian of the line of Shen Wuxin. He naturally doesn't worry about Shen Wuxin's talent and strength.

However, the strength of the master of the Asura Palace of this generation is not weak, if he participates in the Asura King inheritance competition, who knows if there will be any accidents?

"Since their line has been recognized by Mount Asura, and even more recognized by the King of Asura, they are eligible to participate in the inheritance struggle, otherwise people would think that I am afraid of the Asura royal family." The other was wearing a black armor. The burly old man shook his head.

"Three elders, I know that your line is very close to the Battle Soul Continent, but don't forget that the blood flowing in your body is the blood of the Shura royal family. They are just some untouchables." The black robe elder scolded Tao.

"I know what blood is flowing in my body, but I need to correct the words of the great elder. The Lord of the Asura of the Battle Soul Continent is originally the inheritor of my king. You say they are untouchables. Is the blood in your body better than mine? Is the king still noble?" The black armor old man said without fear, his tone sonorous and powerful.

"You!" The great elder didn't know how to deal with it for a while. Although he was a member of the Shura royal family, the gap between him and the Shura king was not so big. How could he dare to insult the Shura king's inheritors as untouchables?

"Okay." At this time, the thin elder on the first seat, Shura Mountain Master, said softly.

Several people hurriedly stopped the dispute, "The Asura line of the Soul of War Continent, inherited from the king of my Asura royal family, will naturally be able to participate in the inheritance struggle."

Everyone remained silent, but at this time, the Lord Shura changed his words again: "However, their bloodline is extremely thin. My king's inheritance still has to return to the royal family. After all, leaving it out is no way. This is also a generation. The will of the patriarch."

"Yes!" Hearing the words of the patriarch's will, everyone no longer had any thoughts of resistance, even if they had no thoughts.

"Go on, I think you all know how to do it." The Lord Shura waved his hand, his eyes were extremely deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.