I buried the host, relying on the prophecy, the whole network exploded

The overwhelming pressure seemed to be extremely heavy, shattering the indestructible Asura Path.

Yan Jiu took advantage of Luo Hu to maintain the Asura path and grabbed the last half of the compass instrument.

This is the end.

All nine magic weapons fell into Yan Jiu's hands.

Luo Hu breathed quickly: "It's you again."

Yan Jiu said generously: "There is no need to kowtow to thank you. It is my duty to hinder you."

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

Prajna narrowed his eyes at Yan Jiu, looked at Nagara, and ran away.

The Asura tribe has its own consensus.

In the face of absolute danger, everything is based on one's own safety. Only by being alive can King Asura be resurrected. This is one of the reasons why Rahu opened the path of Asura.

Even though each Asura clan has its fatal weakness, one more Asura clan means more possibilities.

Yan Jiu raised her eyebrows: "They abandoned you."

This was a possibility that Yan Jiu had never thought of, and the fact that she couldn't catch them all made her unhappy.

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

He looked sharply at the compass in Yan Jiu's arms, watching helplessly as a ray of the king's soul was taken away. His tone was cold and hard, like a lion whose territory had been invaded.

Yan Jiu stroked the compass.

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

and so.

Wu Jiu divided the compass into two halves, and gave one half to Bai Baibai, who was afraid of society, and asked Bai Baibai, who was willing to hide from the world, to hide it 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 way of heaven.

Luo Hui could only find half of the compass, and he was bound to be able to use this half of the compass to find Tu Lanyi's reincarnation - a ray of soul of Lang Zongyi.

Yan Jiu's eyes fell on the wolf fangs on her wrists again, and she suddenly understood what Wu Jiu was doing.

The last ray of soul that Lang Zongyi lacks is in the compass instrument. Whether it is the soul in Langya, the soul in Yan Jiu's soul, or the soul in the compass instrument, they are all the back-up tools prepared by Wu Jiu.

If Wu Jiu loses to Tiandao.

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

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

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

Yan Jiu clicked her tongue, "Good trick."

Wu Jiu's inexplicable enemy was sweating. Tell me, why did you offend Wu Jiu for nothing?
Yan Jiu thought about it and looked at Luo Hu: "Are you waiting for the Asura Tao to tell you the location of your king?"

Luo Hu retreated warily.

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

His intuition told him that it was not a good thing.

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

Luo Hu just said: "Do you think that with all the magic weapons in my hands, there is nothing I can do?"

Chat room.

The scene suddenly reversed.

No longer at the bottom of the lake.

Rahu was talking to himself.

"You destroyed the Asura Way. It's strange. You have such a powerful power. Why would Heaven let you grow? He thinks the Asura clan is a threat, but he doesn't think you are a threat. It doesn't matter, everything will fall to the ground. In the realm of Asura, you have no power to fight back."

He looked piously at the ray of soul in the compass, and prepared to die together with Yan Jiu.

As long as Yan Jiu dies.

No one can be the enemy of the Asura clan anymore, and the clan will definitely be able to resurrect their king.

The majestic force squeezed the space, instantly depriving Yan Jiu and Zhong Heng of their right to breathe.Zhong Heng spent his life and strength to resist, but Yan Jiu's reaction was half a beat slower than Zhong Heng's for some unknown reason, causing Zhong Heng's hair to turn completely white in an instant.

Yan Jiu's breath was stagnant.

Just as she was about to take action, her reflexes slowed down visibly to the naked eye.

Zhong Heng saw it.

The light and dark in his eyes were uncertain.

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

Luo Hu smiled and said, "No one knows me better than you."

He is also consuming his own life, gambling with his life, and amplifying human shortcomings.

Luo Hu smiled and looked at Zhong Heng: "Your life is bound to me. If I die, you won't live long. I wonder if she will try her best to save me for you and not resist."

He didn't know the relationship between Zhong Heng and Yan Jiu, but only vaguely realized that they had a close relationship.

It's good to have a close relationship.

His plan was half successful.

But Luo Hu never expected that Zhong Heng, whom he regarded as his last chess piece, would choose to die on his own initiative.

Zhong Heng stood in front of Yan Jiu.

When he stabbed his heart with his fingers, he did not look back into Yan Jiu's eyes.

as a master.

How could he put his apprentice in trouble?

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 a worthy death without dragging anyone down.

Luo Hu's eyes were filled with disbelief. He never thought that Zhong Heng would be the kind of person who would take the initiative to give up his life.

Although Zhong Heng is a lonely man, Zhong Heng cherishes his life very much. Luo Hu confirms this, so Luo Hu regards Zhong Heng as his last chess piece.

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

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

Even though he had no memory of being Yan Jiu's master, he experienced the joy of being a master when he was looked at by Yan Jiu's enthusiastic eyes, which was the joy of having someone to follow him.

Zhong Heng's vision gradually blurred.

With trembling hands, he untied the black bandage wrapped around him, revealing the Clivia tattooed on his wrist. No one knew that Yan Qingxuan was the one who liked Clivia the most.

Even if Zhong Heng smiles, he only exudes the loneliness and coldness of the misty white mist on the top of the snow mountain, which is extremely inconsistent with the warm sun-like Clivia.

The sudden fiery red color blooms in the black and white.

Clivia is incompatible with Zhong Heng at this moment, but just right, the contradiction is incredible.

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

In the desolation and silence, the Clivia that illuminates others will wither one day.

Endless spiritual power burst out from Yan Jiu.

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

She looked at Luo Hu with cold eyes, not hiding the ferocity in her heart, and her eyes filled with murderous intent were chilling.

Luo Hu looked at the stupid Yan Jiu and couldn't understand why the other party dared to consume all his spiritual power just to catch a dead man: "Without your spiritual power, you are no match for me."

next moment.

Luo Hu's pupils suddenly dilated.

A familiar breath of Asura struggled to crawl out from the depths of Yan Jiu's soul.

Luo Hu subconsciously knelt on the ground, restraining the trembling that spread from the depths of his soul. This kind of kneeling is the natural surrender of the inferior to the controller, and the people to the king.

Luo Hu raised his eyes in horror: "King..." (End of this chapter)