The overwhelming oppressive force seemed to have a thousand weights, shattering the indestructible Asura Dao.

Yan Jiu took advantage of Rahu's maintenance of the Asura Dao and snatched the last half of the compass instrument into his hands.

So far.

The nine magic weapons all fell into Yan Jiu's hands.

Rahu was short of breath: "It's you again." ”

Yan Jiu said generously: "You don't have to kowtow to thank you, it's my obligation to hinder you." ”

The reborn Nagara and Prajna and others had no memory, and their consciousness was muddy, but they were sure at a glance that Yan Jiu in front of them was not an existence they could fight.

Prajna squinted his eyes at Yan Jiu, glanced at Nagara, and fled.

The Asura have their own consensus.

In the face of absolute danger, everything is based on one's own safety, and only by living can the Asura King be resurrected, which is one of the reasons why Rahu opened the Asura Path.

Even though every Asura has its Achilles' heel, one more Asura is one more possibility.

Yan Jiu raised his eyebrows: "They abandoned you and left." ”

This is a possibility that Yan Jiu never imagined, and the fact that she can't catch them all at once makes her unhappy.

Rahu was not surprised: "The right choice, even I am not your opponent, let alone them." ”

He looked at Luo Jingyi in Yan Jiu's arms with sharp eyes, and watched a wisp of Wang's soul being taken away, and his tone was cold and hard, like a lion who had invaded his territory.

Yan Jiu stroked Luo Jingyi.

Wu Jiu calculated the possibility that Rahu and the others would try their best to search for the soul of the Asura King.

So.

Wu Jiu divided Luo Jingyi into two halves, and handed over half of them to Bai Baibai, who was afraid of society, and let Bai Baibai, who was willing to escape from the world, hide under the birch forest grotto.

On the one hand, it is for checks and balances.

On the other hand, it is to compete with the Heavenly Dao.

Rahu can only find half of the compass, and he is bound to be able to use this half of the compass to find the reincarnation of Tulanyi, a wisp of Lang Zongyi's soul.

Yan Jiu's gaze fell on the wolf tooth on her wrist again, and she suddenly understood Wu Jiu's approach.

The last trace of soul that Lang Zongyi lacked was in the compass, whether it was the soul in the wolf's fang, or the soul in Yan Jiu's soul, or the soul in the compass, they were all the backhands prepared by Wu Jiu.

Suppose Wu Jiu loses to Heavenly Dao.

As long as Lang Zongyi still has a wisp of soul, he will definitely be able to resurrect with the nine magic weapons in time.

Either Wu Jiu wins, and everyone is happy, or Wu Jiu loses, and the Asura King is destroyed.

No matter how you look at it, it is Wu Jiu who has the upper hand.

Yan Jiu sighed, "Good means".

The enemy who was infamous for Wu Jiu pinched his sweat, you say, what are you doing to offend Wu Jiu?

Yan Jiu looked at Rahu after thinking about it: "Are you waiting for the Asura Dao to tell you the location of your king?" ”

Rahu retreated vigilantly.

He didn't understand why Yan Jiu was suddenly excited.

His instincts told him it wasn't a good thing.

Yan Jiu fell between Luo Hu and Zhong Heng, invisibly blocking Zhong Heng's figure.

Rahu only said: "Do you think that if you hold all the magic weapons in your hands, I will have no choice?" ”

Talking and laughing.

The picture suddenly twists.

It's not the bottom of the lake anymore.

Rahu muttered to himself.

"You ruined the Asura Dao, it's really strange, you have such a powerful power, why would the Heavenly Dao let you grow? He sees the Asuras as a threat, but he doesn't see you as a threat. It doesn't matter, everything will fall to the dust, and in the realm of asuras, you have no power to fight back. ”

He looked at a wisp of soul in Luo Jingyi reverently, and was ready to die with Yan Jiu.

As long as Yan Jiu is dead.

No one can be an enemy of the Asura tribe anymore, and the people will surely resurrect their king.

The majestic force squeezed the space, instantly depriving Yan Jiu and Zhong Heng of the power to breathe.

Zhong Heng consumed his own life and resisted the strength, Yan Jiu's reaction slowed Zhong Heng by half a beat for unknown reasons, making Zhong Heng's hair turn white in an instant.

Yan Jiu's breath stagnated.

She was about to make a move, but her reflexes slowed down with a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhong Heng saw it in his eyes.

His eyes were uncertain.

Zhong Heng looked around: "This place is specially prepared for Yan Jiu by you. ”

Luo Hu smiled and said, "Whoever knows me is you." ”

He is also consuming his own life, gambling with his life and magnifying the shortcomings of humanity.

Luo Hu looked at Zhong Heng with a smile: "Your life is bound to me, if I die, you won't live long, I don't know if she will try her best to save me for you, so as not to resist." ”

He didn't know the relationship between Zhong Heng and Yan Jiu, and only vaguely noticed that the relationship was very close.

It's good that the relationship is great.

Half of his plan was successful.

But Luo Hu never expected that Zhong Heng, who he regarded as the last shogi, would choose to die on his own initiative.

Zhong Heng stood in front of Yan Jiu.

When he curled his fingers and poked his heart, he didn't look back at Yan Jiu's eyes.

As a Master.

How could he embarrass his apprentice?

As a Master.

He didn't want to see his apprentice sad.

It's a pity that he didn't have much time, so he died well and didn't drag anyone down.

Luo Hu's eyes were full of disbelief, he didn't think that Zhong Heng would be the kind of person who took the initiative to give up his life.

Although Zhong Heng is alone, Zhong Heng is very sorry for his life, which Luo Hu is very sure of, so Luo Hu will regard Zhong Heng as the last chess.

He bet that Yan Jiu would be in a dilemma because of Zhong Heng, but he didn't expect Zhong Heng to destroy the dilemma.

Zhong Heng saw through Luo Hu's doubts, and explained with a smile: "She said that she is my apprentice, I am different from you, I am not alone. ”

Even though he didn't have the memory of being Yan Jiu's master, but being looked at by Yan Jiu's enthusiastic eyes, he experienced the joy of being a master, which was the happiness of having a successor.

Zhong Heng's vision gradually blurred.

He trembled and untied the black bandage that was wrapped around him, revealing the Junzilan tattooed on his wrist, and no one knew that it was Yan Qingxuan who liked Junzilan the most.

Even if Zhong Heng smiled, his body would only emit the lonely coldness of the ethereal white mist on the top of the snowy mountain, which was extremely inconsistent with the Junzi Lan who seemed to be like a warm sun.

The abrupt fiery red color blooms in black and white.

Jun Zilan is incompatible with Zhong Heng at this moment, but it is just right, and the contradiction is incredible.

Before Zhong Heng completely closed his eyes, he heard a piercing "Master".

In the gloomy and silent, the gentleman's orchid that illuminates others also has a day of withering.

Endless spiritual power erupted from Yan Jiu's body.

Yan Jiu consumed all his spiritual power, and finally broke free from the shackles of the Asura realm and caught Zhong Heng.

She looked at Rahu coldly, unabashedly the ferocity in her heart, and her eyes full of murderous intent made people shudder.

Luo Hu looked at Yan Jiu, who was stupid, and couldn't understand why the other party dared to consume all his spiritual power, just to catch a dead man: "You have no spiritual power, you are not my opponent at all." ”

The next moment.

Rahu's pupils dilated suddenly.

A familiar aura of asura struggled out from the depths of Yan Jiu's soul and crawled out.

Rahu subconsciously knelt on the ground, restraining the trembling that spread from the depths of his soul, this kneeling was the natural submission of the inferior to the master, and the people to the king.

Rahu raised his eyes in horror: "Wang ......" (end of this chapter)