Asura God

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Chapter 280

Kilometers away from the top of the mountain, Qin Ming sat on the crooked old tree by the cliff, looking at the deep rain forest under the moonlight. Unexpected changes have taken place in the ant colony battlefield, attracting hordes of raptors, and many night spirits, even started to hunt them together. Although the ant colony is ferocious and powerful, when the size of other spirit demon reaches a certain number, they may also be regarded as food and delicious.

More and more spirit demon were attracted to it, began to try to approach, hunt, and quickly evolved into melee.

The tortoise was lying bored, "I miss my tiger cub."

"The demon will take care of it."

"What do you think is wrong, you have to take the demon away, isn't it good to keep her by her side? That girl is smart, she has good talents, the key is beautiful, she looks restless when she looks at it."

Qin Ming raised an eyebrow: "Have you been restless?"

"Out of respect, restless."

"Jiaokou pot stewed you!"

"Xiaozu, I'll tell you the truth, that girl is really good. This barren mountain, lonely boy and widow, and a sweetheart, maybe you won't be able to control one day and come to make a bed in the earth God made quilts, and then I knew what to eat. From then on, I went to the sticky life of "sunrise and sunset and sleep". How wonderful is life? Do you have to be like a war monger, tired? "

Qin Ming automatically filtered the "dirty air" inside the turtle: "I do n’t know the purpose of Shura Hall, nor am I sure how many people came to Shura Hall. I am in danger. I have the wings of eternity to respond, and have golden blood. Can heal, what about the demon? In case of a mistake, I will regret it all my life. "

"Look at you who are nervous, **** shura. I have never heard of it."

"Phantoms are everywhere, and the demon should be on his own, looking for his own chance, there is no need to always accompany me."

"Aren't you afraid that the demon is running away with other men? Tens of thousands of handsome men, just pick and choose and you can find a lot of excellent, handsomer than you, smarter than you, more background than you, more gifted than you, almost It's 'Bai Cao Zheng Fang', she stands out. When the little girl is ignorant, what if she falls in love with another man?

"Are you speechless?"

"Xiaozu, I'm doing it for you. Since God arranged for us to meet, I'm older than you, and I can't help mentioning you in some places."

"Not only are we two thousand years apart, we are also short of species!"

"The truth is the same. Woman, if you take it early, you can get the heart only if you get it, otherwise you almost feel something." The little tortoise twisted his hips, facing up, lying on Qin Ming's shoulders, Yu Xun shook her paw and tail: "Come, be bored, chat with Xiaozu about women, who do you like?"

"like?"

"Is this word too esoteric for you? I mean, you want to go!"

Qin Mingzheng was seriously observing the battlefield in the distance, and a word blasted him out of focus.

"You are young and full of brains. You do n’t understand what love is. It ’s hard to explain to you. You just tell me that when you look at someone, you will get restless. Pressed on the bed to take off his clothes, fiercely ... oh ... "Xiao Gui said, suddenly noticed that there was a person standing on the other end of the mountain. He thought he had read it wrong, and squinted his eyes for a while, and then said, "Someone really stunned."

"Who is there?"

"Behind you."

"Behind?" Qin Ming turned his head and swept across the silent mountaintop casually. Except for a few crooked old trees, which were vigorous and strange boulder, and the dust from the night wind, who was there? But when he looked back, his heart suddenly flickered, and he turned his head again, staring at one of the old trees, where there really was a woman. Wearing a black cloak, almost covering the whole body, only those cold eyes faintly bright in the moonlight.

is her?

It's coming!

Woman in Shura Hall!

But when did she come, why didn't I notice that even the little turtle didn't find her.

The little turtle is also a little bit blame, right, why didn't I find anyone?

Qin Ming and the girl each stood on two opposite edges of the mountaintop, staring silently across the crooked old tree at a short distance of dozens of meters.

For a long time, Qin Ming spoke first when the ant colony and the spirit demon's slaughter in the distance ended. "Let's talk frankly, you ask, I answer, I ask, you answer."

The girl gazed at him for a long time and said indifferently, "You are not qualified."

"Is this necessary? You are not a king, I am not a minister, you are not a master, and I am not a servant. If you profess your self, you have nothing to talk about. Do not think that you are from a distant Shura temple, you can do whatever you want You have to turn around you. "There is no expression on Qin Ming's face, you really want to talk, let's talk well, don't want to talk, just leave it alone.

"Wrong! I am your Lord! Everything you have now is given by the Temple of Shura. In the Temple of Shura, all except the Lord are servants."

"Everything for me was won by both hands, and it has nothing to do with your Shura Temple."

"Then hand over the Shura sword with your so-called pride ... Get out!" The woman looked up slightly, and the beautiful beauty appeared in the silver moonlight, like a snowdrop blooming in the moon, holy and dignified, but she refused Cold and proud of people thousands of miles away. She stared at Qin Ming, as sharp as a needle, and wanted to pierce Qin Ming's eyes.

Qin Ming's sneer sneered: "Poor woman, do you hate me? What you want to get is finally transferred to others. Complaining for your incompetence, complaining that your performance is not recognized as it should be. "

"You villain! You're not qualified to follow me now?" The right hand under the girl's cloak slowly lifted up, a twist of energy surging in the palm, causing ripples in the space, although the energy was firmly controlled in her palm, However, the ripples still affected the surrounding space. The old tree she was in had a rapid recovery, and new bark began to appear under the vigorous and cracked bark. The dry surface of the old tree was to be cracked, and the old ancient tree was quickly revitalized and bloomed Fresh green, but in a blink of an eye, the green faded, the ancient trees were silent, and they quickly withered. Then, the greenness rose again, and the vitality reappeared, so reciprocating, as if the old tree's life and death, glory and dryness were between her thoughts.

Little Turtle was squinting and watching the show, but the result was slightly moving. This is the power of ... !! That's right! It is upright! Not just martial arts, but the uprising power derived from heaven! How old is she when I drop a little boy? Actually realized the mystery!

"The Shura knife is in my body, but it is not qualified to have it. It is not up to you, even if you are Shengwu!" Qin Ming spread his hands and held it in his palm, murderous, dark air, Shura knife Shaped in a vortex, the chilling chill permeated the hilltop silently. With the coldness of Qin Ming's eyes and the surging surge of murderous intentions, the Shura sword awakened in the sea of ​​qi, and strands of black gas rushed out of the sea of ​​qi, flowing around all parts of the body, forming a complete cycle.

At this moment, an invisible killing area was formed around Qin Ming. With the scattering of black gas, a illusion similar to Shura's killing world was drawn.

The Shura knife was implanted in Qin Ming's body by the father himself, with the imprint of the father, and blended with his own blood. Because of this, it can be driven and used by Qin Ming. Once Qin Ming died, or other accidents occurred, the Shura sword will lift all the seals, reproduce the power of the year, then tear the space and return to the old man, no one else can think of it.

This point, Qin Ming can basically be determined.

The young girl felt the diffuse murderous spirit of Shura knife at close range, her cold eyes condensed and re-condensed, the surface was still sober and calm, but her heart made a huge wave. Shura knife! It's the real Shura knife! It ’s not a ‘sword’, it ’s not an illusion stripped from a Shura knife, it ’s not a replica of a Shura knife, it ’s a real Shura knife!

why?

Why should he transfer it to him?

why!