Chapter Ninety-One: The Shura Throne, the Demon Blade of Slaughter

Again, the more secret the layout, the more eye-catching it will be when it erupts.

The special aura on Yu Zhenfeng's body made Xiao Tian somewhat familiar.

However, the time is not yet ripe, just let people follow, and there is no need to destroy the other party's layout early.

However, that's all it takes.

Xiao Tian found that the number of monks pouring in from all directions had reached thousands.

Moreover, judging from the time, age, and cultivation of these monks, these monks should all be cultivators near the Changbai Mountain Range.

"The rolling sea of fire is indeed a good opportunity for fire attribute cultivators, but ......" Xiao Tian's words paused, his eyes swept over the faces of these greedy guys, and said lightly: "Greed kills." ”

Once the new Asura King is fully formed, this sea of colorful fire will be turned into a furnace.

At that time, Bai Lu will sit on the throne of Shura, holding the killing demon blade and appear in the eyes of the world.

The Shura Throne is transformed by the essence of the sea of fire absorbing the evil qi of heaven and earth, and the killing demon blade will become a heaven-level holy weapon, these two things will definitely make everyone lose their minds.

Not interested in reminding these monks who were still coming, Xiao Tian swept towards the city not far away.

The path of cultivation is relaxed, Xiao Tian is an emperor, not an ascetic.

He didn't blindly let himself get nervous, and came to the club with the most high-end consumption level in this small city called Weicheng.

Under the service of several graceful women, after bathing and changing, they lay down on a chair in a bathrobe and shook their wine glasses.

Although there is not much information obtained from the mouth of the Red Vein Secret Agent.

There are still many problems that can be exposed, such as those traitors who have not reached the supreme immortal realm ten thousand years ago, but they have expanded their respective forces to the extreme.

Although it is not exactly contact, it should be seen that they have divided the many worlds to which they belong.

What's more, even after 10,000 years, these guys have not completely let go of their fear of the Netherworld.

Xiao Tian shook the red wine in his glass, and his eyes became deeper and deeper: "It seems that after Shura, the shadow demon will be brought out as soon as possible, and a special 'eye' must be established." ”

After three days in a row, Xiao Tian finally made a preliminary decision on his next move.

Suddenly, in the early morning of the fourth day, an extremely dazzling white light rose from the direction of Changbai Mountain, and then a deafening roar resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Xiao Tian stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the clubhouse, even though he was hundreds of miles away, he still felt a heat wave coming.

"I belong to the pinnacle of the warrior...... Born! Xiao Tian closed his eyes and felt the earth-shattering murderous aura that woke up from the boundless sea in the distance.

At the same time.

In the vast Changbai Mountain Range, when the extreme white light and blazing heat dissipated.

The boundless sea of fire has completely dissipated.

Above the 10,000-meter sky, a Shura Throne with a dark red body with a width of more than three meters, and was entangled in various hideous ghost and demon patterns on it, was exposed to the eyes of the world for the first time.

Yu Zhenfeng, Su Hun and Ethereal Yun, the young masters of Tianjiao from various families, were all completely attracted by the objects that appeared in the firmament.

On this throne, Bai Ji, who was more than two and a half meters in size, sat on it.

He showed the muscles of his upper body like steel, and the blue lines spread all over his upper body.

In the red pupils, it seemed as if there was a boundless sea of fire rolling, gently waving with the white killing arm.

Su Hun, who had the most sensitive five senses, looked at the mountain peak that had been reduced to scorched earth ruins with a shocked face and shouted: "Look, there is a situation there!" ”

"It seems...... Something is coming out of it. Ethereal Yun, dressed in a golden robe, said.

Yu Zhenfeng's body was full of fire-colored clothes, and a pair of apricot eyes stared at the place where the mountain peak was, for fear of missing some treasure.

"Whoa!"

It was as if the strange sound of the rushing water of the great river came out, and the earth under everyone's feet began to tremble.

After a few breaths of silence, the scorched earth ruins in front of them exploded like an accumulated volcano in an instant.

The firmament, which had already brightened, suddenly turned dark red at this moment.

The surging scarlet evil qi appeared in the form of a hundred-meter river, and in the stunned eyes of everyone, it went upriver and rushed straight into the sky, and came to Bai Ji, who was located on the throne of Shura.

The evil qi of the entire hundred-meter river, the killing qi contained in it was endless, and finally condensed into a war knife.

The sword is more than five meters long, one palm wide, and the blade is as scarlet as blood.

However, the black blade is covered with fine red lines, like red flowers.

At the moment when the battle knife was formed, Su Hun's eyes were suddenly full of excitement, and he trembled and made a voice: "The knife ...... The knife is actually a war knife. ”

Not only him, but the ethereal cloud next to him also instantly turned red: "Divine Weapon Blade, this knife can definitely be called a divine weapon." ”

Suddenly, less than fifty meters away from Su Hun and the others, three blue-clothed monks rushed into the sky.

The eldest brother among the three, Huang Yichao crossed the sky with a wild smile: "Haha, since the sons are not interested, then we are welcome." ”

With the three of them taking the lead, the greed in the hearts of the large number of monks gathered here skyrocketed.

"If you want to get a knife, have you asked us the Jinzhou Five Tigers."

"This knife will belong to this seat."

In an instant, all the monks who had cultivated to reach the realm of the underworld soldiers turned into evil wolves and rushed towards the place where the sword was.

In the face of the chaos in front of them, even Su Hun and Yu Zhenfeng and others were solemn.

Ethereal Cloud looked at Bai Lu, who was still sitting on the throne, and said, "There are hundreds of cultivators in the Netherworld Realm, including the three brothers Huang Yichao and powerful monks like the Five Tigers of Jinzhou, this sword ...... You can't keep it. ”

As the ethereal cloud spoke, the three of them simultaneously triggered the communication charm they had brought with them.

However, at the moment when the spell was used.

Bai Lu, who was sitting on the throne, suddenly stood up and stood in the air with a war knife in his hand with an indifferent face.

When the hundreds of monks of the Nether Soldier Realm came with greedy faces, less than a hundred meters away from him.

The corners of Bai Lu's mouth rose, and a smile appeared that made everyone's hearts chill.

Then, he raised the sword in his hand.

At this moment, as if a boundless sea of killing had descended, these monks with greedy faces hurriedly drove their spiritual energy in their hearts to prepare to resist the attack of the war sword.

"Brush!"

The sword was slashed, and a red silk thread divided the heavens and the earth.

The terrifying aura that had just surged above the sky stopped abruptly, and Huang Yichao, who was rushing to the forefront, was stunned in place, and then his head and body were separated from his body and fell from the sky.

"Crackling!"

In the sky, these many monks who made Yu Zhenfeng and the others jealous all fell like dumplings in the mountains and forests.

With one sword, kill all the robbers.

However, Bai Kill's knife not only did not kill the greed of Yu Zhenfeng's people.

On the contrary, it was like adding fuel to the fire, making the fire of greed in their hearts burn more and more rapidly.

Seeing that Bai Lu was leaving, Ethereal Lingyun hurriedly spoke: "Your Excellency, please stay, I am the young master of the empty family of Tianri City." ”

Feeling Bai Xuan's red eyes fall on him, Ethereal Yun's heart suddenly tightened, and he swallowed his saliva and continued: "Your Excellency's strength is rare in the world, but you are willing to become the worship elder of my empty family......"

Bai Lu can single-handedly unify the underground gangs in a city.

The salt he had eaten was more than the rice that a son of a family like Ethereal Lingyun had eaten, and almost instantly saw the true meaning of this young master of the empty family.

But.

Bai Lu still stopped, looked at the three of them with some amusement and said, "Recruiting this seat requires a high price." ”