"Put away this false apology, you don't feel that you are wrong, and you don't think that what this seat says is right, but you are afraid of the power of this seat and need it, so you don't have to be vain, but why did you become the Pope of the wasteland. ”

After speaking, Tang Luo sat down with a golden sword, and said lightly towards Jiu Da: "The Cultivator Emperor is the most powerful Shura of the Feitian clan, this seat doesn't think that with what you just showed, there is a chance to defeat him, if only this level, what qualifications does he have to be respected as the most powerful Feitian in the world, known as the Asura King of Rahu?"

The world of martial artists, after all, still has to speak with strength, and it is not a reunion drama of a master leading an apprentice, a father and a son, subverting the original power to the top, Jiu Da always has to come up with some believable strength, is it just a few crooked melons and cracked dates outside.

"It seems that Mr. did his homework before coming, which made Jiuda more confident. ”

Jiu Da shook off the wood ashes on his body, sat down and said with a smile: "Maybe Jiu Da's little cultivation is not in the eyes of Mr., but among the non-heavenly clans in this generation, there are only two Asura Kings, one is the Xiu Shi Emperor, and the other is Jiu Da. And the temple can't be without a pope for a day, as long as the Xiushi Emperor dies, this seat is the natural successor of the pope, does Mr. think so?"

"It's easy to say, Emperor Xiushi lives in the palace of Ned City, in the base camp of the Feitian clan, and there are thousands of Feitian, one hundred and ten Asuras beside him. Not to mention that Ned also has a great Zen master of the Buddha Kingdom, why do you kill him?"

Although the information before coming is rudimentary, the most critical part of Ned is still very detailed, although the erosive dominant life makes the Feitian generation inferior to the generation, but because of the relationship between the population base, the standing armament of the Feitian clan is still not to be underestimated, Tang Luo does not think that the reckless assassination will achieve any good results, and his initial goal is only to get the Xiu Shi Emperor to agree to him to enter the Vita Temple and visit the statue of the Asura God only by resorting to force.

Jiuda smiled and explained: "The battle between the Pope is a one-man battle, and the venue is in the Shura Field in Ned City, and Jiuda challenges the Shushi Emperor in the name of the Asura King, and then he will leave the heavily guarded palace. Jiu Da knows what Mr. is going to say, even if he fights alone, Jiu Da's chances of defeating the Xiu Shi Emperor are no more than thirty percent, but has Mr. heard of the Ancient Blood Building?"

It's just an ordinary name, but with an infinite killing chill, Tang Luo behind the mask couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart: "I can't think of it, the host of the Kraho Temple is actually connected with the killer organization that has sprung up in Zhongzhou, it's really eye-opening." ”

In the past ten years, the biggest excitement in Zhongzhou should be this killer organization that seems to appear out of thin air, no one knows where the roots of the Ancient Blood Building are, and no one knows which force is behind the Ancient Blood Building, only that this killer organization has an unimaginably deep heritage, even if it is an ordinary martial artist who only needs to enter the Blood Building for two years of training, he can increase his combat power several times, and the endless secret techniques and exercises are even more mysterious to this organization.

And the famous work of the Ancient Blood Building is to kill an angel patrol from the An clan, that battle shocked Zhongzhou, and also let the world see how crazy the killer of the Ancient Blood Building is.

The enraged Heavenly King patrolled the three strongholds of the Ancient Blood Building, but found that they were already empty, leaving only a letter from the owner of the Blood Building.

No one knew what the content of the letter was, only that the Governor of Heaven and King Xun spit out a mouthful of blood after reading the letter, and was about to uproot the Ancient Blood Tower.

But more than ten years have passed, and the intelligence organization backed by the Holy Land has no way to take a killer organization, and it has sunk into the sand several times, making the reputation of the Desolate Ancient Blood Building more and more famous, and it has a faint taste of the world's number one killer organization.

The Zhongzhou Buddha Kingdom and the Zhongzhou An clan are in the same breath, and the Feitian clan, as a branch of Zen Buddhism, actually colluded with the Ancient Blood Building, which really surprised Tang Luo.

"When the Shura field is competitive, the strong man of the Ancient Blood Building will take the opportunity to sneak attack, but the cultivation of the Emperor of the Cultivation World, Jiu Da couldn't be clearer, even if the strong man of the Blood Building makes a move, it will be difficult to kill him with one blow, so Jiu Da also needs a top strong man to ensure that this matter is foolproof!" Jiu Da looked at Tang Luo with blazing eyes, and said seriously: "Sir, it is Jiu Da who has been waiting for ten years, the top powerhouse!"

It's already a joke that the Buddhist disciple colluded with the killer, and he let him sneak attack with the killer? Tang Luo leaned back in his chair, his eyes full of inexplicability of meeting a madman: "Why do you think that this seat will agree to such an absurd request in order to remove the blood in the body?"

"Because, this is the only way for the gentleman to see the idol of the god Asura. Jiuda smiled and said: "Emperor Xiu Shi is the most powerful Asura King, and he is also the most arrogant and jealous Asura King, Jiu Da can feel the blood in Mr. 's body, and Emperor Xiu Shi can also do it." ”

"Once, how many wonderful and brilliant non-heavens did the Xiu clan have, because the blood was stuck in the spiritual body, and they couldn't move an inch, and they died with resentment. For the Xiu clan, there is nothing that makes them happier than looking at the top martial artists, who are unable to transform their bodies because of the blood that penetrates deep into the bone marrow, which is Feitian's hatred of martial artists. ”

"With the strength of Mr., since he can find the wasteland, it means that other methods are ineffective against the deep-rooted blood in Mr. 's body, and changing the face means that if something cannot be done, he will not hesitate to make a strong decision. Now that Mr. knows, why is Mr. Jiuda sure that Mr. will accept this proposal. ”

Most of the misunderstandings in the world start with "I thought", of course Tang Luo will not explain that he is disguised and wears a mask, mainly in order not to implicate the family.

Although the Xiu clan is not a heaven, one is counted as one, and death is not wronged, and the death of Jiuda or the death of the Xiu Shi Emperor will not change the future of the Wasteland in the slightest. But this does not mean that Tang Luo will be blackmailed by Jiu Da to use the hypocritical magic stick as a gun.

"Since you have put forward your own requirements and suggestions, then this seat should also mention one!" Tang Luo, who was wearing a mask on his head, slowly stood up and said lightly: "Bring this seat into the Temple of Nedvita, this seat will not kill you, and let your grand plan have a chance to be displayed." ”

Thirty-five Falling Yuyuan magnetic beads opened "hew", forming a huge power grid behind the tall and thin man in the star robe, lining Tang Luo like an evil demon.

Jiu Da's face finally became gloomy, he didn't expect Tang Luo to turn his face when he said that he would turn his face, and he didn't expect that the other party would not be coerced at all: "Aren't you afraid of having a bad relationship with this saint, and you won't have a chance to enter the Vita Temple in the future!?"

"Speaking of breaking through the heavens, Ned is only the Emperor of the Cultivator and the Great Zen Master worthy of the fear of this seat, but this jealousy is just a waste of hands and feet. Tang Luo, who was dressed in a star robe, slowly clenched his fists, and the tiger and leopard thunder sound in his muscles and bones revealed his identity as a martial arts master: "But there is no great Zen master here, and it is the weak point of the divine array, you are only a few feet away from this seat, believe it or not, this seat can kill you with three punches!?"