The more powerful a person is, the more he is constrained by all kinds of potential rules and cannot use his power as he pleases.

If a strong person crosses these rules and recklessly attacks the weak, he will cut off the source of living water in the immortal cultivation realm in the future.

This is an act of the devil, or even an act of the evil way, and few people dare to do it, unless he doesn't care about anything.

"Alas, it's a friend rather than an enemy, even if you have never met, you can be regarded as a friend of this seat! This glass of wine, even if it commemorates your death in battle today, the heroic spirit is above, and I ...... it."

Bang Dang!

Before the King of Destruction could finish his words, the bronze wine cup in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

He was shocked!

Dumbfounded, his expression numb, and completely shocked.

A dignified Asura king, the scene in front of him was so frightened that he didn't even hold the wine glass in his hand at once.

A sword came from the west, and the dazzling light illuminated the entire underground world in an instant. The dim world suddenly turned white and dazzling, making people unable to open their eyes.

The three major Asura Kings were directly killed by that sword almost the moment they rose into the air.

That feeling, that kind of picture, it was as if the three Asura kings were seeking their own death, actively begging for death, and slamming into the slashing trajectory of the sword.

Weird!Bizarre!Unbelievable......

All kinds of complex emotions, in the mind of the King of Destruction, were constantly intertwined, repeated reincarnation, and a strong sense of impact made his thinking directly pause, like a fool, standing demented, unable to even say half a word.

These are the three Asura Kings, whose combat power is comparable to that of the giants of the Yuan Shen Period, and in terms of the defensive ability of the physical body, they are far beyond the immortal cultivators of the same realm, and they can be described as almost immortal existences.

However, in front of that mysterious figure.

One sword, just one sword!

The three major Asura kings fell in an instant, were completely killed, and died so much that they couldn't die anymore.

Even, from beginning to end, they didn't even have a chance to make a move, and almost in the moment they just appeared, they were as easy as mowing grass and were killed.

After seeing this amazing scene, the King of Destruction felt a deep sense of fear of falling into the ice cellar in an instant, and his back was chilled, and cold sweat broke out.

Even the joint efforts of the three major Asura Kings could not withstand the sword slash of that person, and if it were him, I am afraid that he would not be able to support even half an instant, or even a tenth of a breath!

After stepping into the realm of the Asura King, for the first time in more than two thousand years, the King of Destruction felt from the bottom of his heart that he was so weak.

It's like a humble ant crawling on the ground, as long as someone blows lightly, he will immediately be crushed to pieces, and there will be no corpse!

"No, won't it? This, this is inevitably too exaggerated, could it be that a giant of the Dao God Period has descended? Is it Prince Polo, or Prince Ente? No, it can't be these two Excellencies! Could it be the immortal cultivator of the human race, the dean of the four major academies, or some hidden demon monarch?"

When the King of Destruction came back to his senses, the combined army of the three major families, the entire camp, and the hundreds of millions of troops that stretched for hundreds of miles turned into a ruin, with broken walls and ruins everywhere, and corpses and broken bones everywhere!

How much time has it been, and how many Earth Demon Warriors has he killed?

The King of Destruction suddenly felt that his throat was dry and uncomfortable, as if his whole body was suddenly dehydrated in an instant.

"Have you finished reading?"

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded, as cold and ruthless as the way of heaven, and there was no wave in the ancient well, you couldn't hear the slightest change in mood from his voice, from his tone.

Click, click, click, click......

The King of Destruction was like a mechanical puppet that had been sealed for a long time, slowly turning with difficulty, making an ugly clicking sound every time his body turned a little.

He wanted to turn around, but he didn't dare to turn around, but he had to turn around.

He wanted to see the man's face clearly, but he didn't dare to see it, but he had to see it clearly.

For the first time since his debut, the Asura King realized that he was still as naïve as a child today, at the mercy of others like a puppet.

Even, he can't even fully control his own thoughts, his own will.

This is a man, a man, an ordinary-looking young man.

If you walk down the road and pass by him, you won't even notice, you won't take a second look, you won't even be able to fully confirm whether you've seen this person.

Because, he looks too ordinary, like passers-by everywhere on the street, and there is nothing special about him.

However, it was such an ordinary young man, standing in front of the King of Destruction, and sitting down swaggering in front of this Asura King, on the throne that belonged to him.

Casual, wanton, and comfortable, this man completely regarded the city lord's mansion in Saas City as his own territory, and regarded the throne of the King of Destruction as a chair on the side of the road, an ordinary seat in a tavern and tea shop, and dared to sit down so casually.

"Are you still going to stand in front of me?"

The young man said lightly, still Gu Jing Wubo, still indifferent and ruthless, you can't hear the meaning of his words at all.

However, the King of Destruction knelt.

With a plop, thousands of years of arrogance, in front of this ordinary-looking young man, softened, knelt directly on his knees, and looked down at the great existence from the bottom up with the most humble eyes.

Boom!

There was a loud bang, so dull that it made my scalp tingle.

It was the forehead of the King of Destruction, which slammed heavily on the ground, and collided violently with the hard rock tiles, making a dull thud.

"Under the command of the Ente family, the third son of Prince Ente, the king of destruction, Drast, knock on the seniors!"

Without saying a word or hesitating, the King of Destruction directly chose to kneel and kowtow, took out the noblest etiquette of the Earth Demon Clan, gave up all his dignity as an Asura King, and showed the purest sincerity to this man.

"Your father, I have spoken to you about you. Very good, people who know the general situation and understand the rules will inevitably have a bright future. It is said that 'people are precious and self-aware', and you, the devil, have the most precious and rare qualities that belong to a weak person!"

Lu Zheng said indifferently and calmly, obviously looking several generations younger than the King of Destruction, but with a tone of elders teaching younger generations, it is very natural to teach, this dignified Asura King.

"The predecessors have participated in the creation, the law is ancient and modern, and being able to see the predecessors and get the appreciation of the predecessors is the highest glory of the villain's life!"

The King of Destruction said humbly.

(End of chapter)