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Chapter 157 The Miserable Purple Potato Spirit [Subscription Request]

Little Medical Fairy lacks the materials necessary for the sacrificial utensils, but this is not a big problem.

You have to know that Lu Xian is a man who controls a vast sea of Xuanhuang. He may not have much other things, but he definitely has as much Xuanhuang Qi as he wants.

Lu Xian took the Little Medical Fairy into the God-Suppressing Tower and placed her on the second floor.

He also released more than a dozen strands of Xuanhuang Qi on the second floor, which should be enough for Xiao Yixian to use. With the help of the God-Suppressing Tower to suppress the Xuanhuang Qi, Xiao Yixian would be able to refine the Xuanhuang Qi much more easily.

It takes a long time to make the divine pattern sacrifice, and it also takes a long time to refine the Xuanhuang Qi. Adding the two together, Xiao Yixian will have to stay in the God-Suppressing Tower for at least a month, or possibly even longer.

[Qilin: @Lu Xian, Immortal King, are you free now? ]

【Lu Xian: Yes, what’s the matter?】

[Qilin: King Tianji wants to visit you, and asked me to ask you if it is convenient now? ]

【Lu Xian: Let her come over. 】

【Qilin: Okay, I will reply to King Tianji now.】

Lu Xian sat quietly on the top of the mountain, his mind focused and waiting boredly. However, he did not wait for the figure of Tianji Wang Hexi, but instead waited for a stranger who flew down from the sky.

This was a middle-aged man. He stood quietly in mid-air with his hands behind his back, looking down at Lu Xian indifferently.

His eyes were blood red, his gaze was cold and sharp, and he wore an armor covered with dark red magic patterns. His eyes revealed a look that seemed to look down on everything in the world. His temperament was stern, and there was a hint of cold murderous aura emanating from him.

The temperature in this world seemed to have dropped a lot after this middle-aged man appeared.

The sudden appearance of this strange middle-aged man made Lu Xian stunned.

"Title Douluo?"

Lu Xian frowned slightly, his eyes fixed on the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared and was hovering in the air.

After careful consideration, Lu Xian felt that something seemed not right. Although this middle-aged man tried his best to restrain his aura, Lu Xian could still faintly sense an extremely majestic and powerful aura from him.

This aura far exceeded that of any Titled Douluo that Lu Xian had ever seen. It was not something that a weakling like Sword Douluo could compare to. It was something he had never felt before in any human being he had come into contact with on Douluo Continent.

There was no doubt that this person was coming for him.

Lu Xian thought briefly and quickly in his mind, and had already vaguely guessed his identity.

god!
And the only god who could come to find him at this point in time seemed to be that unlucky Shura God. After all, Lu Xian had just killed the little punk, so it was not difficult to guess.

However, in terms of the middle-aged man's appearance, there is a big difference between him and the image of the Shura God in Lu Xian's memory.

In the anime, Asura God looks like a purple potato spirit, with standing hair and purple skin, just like a killer purple potato spirit. He is not even pleasing to the eye even to Thanos. Except for his strength, he is really ugly and ugly in other aspects.

The appearance of the Shura God in the anime is not the human appearance of this middle-aged man now. It can only be said to be a humanoid creature.

"Could it be that he used some kind of ability to transform?" Lu Xian had some guesses in his mind.

"What do you want from me?"

Lu Xian stood up calmly, stood on the top of the mountain, raised his head slightly, and looked up at the middle-aged man hovering in the air. He felt unhappy in his heart, because he hated the other person's look of looking down on him.

The empress is sitting and talking with me, who do you think you are, and you are showing off in front of me?
"Heretics should be eradicated!" The middle-aged man lowered his head and spoke coldly at this time. His voice was low and hoarse, revealing a creepy and bone-chilling chill.

Yo ho!

Did he really come here just to cause trouble for me?

Lu Xian raised his eyebrows and said, "Then there's no need for me to give you any face at all."

"Heretic? I think you are the heretic!"

"I can tell at a glance that you are not a human being!"

"The mighty Tianlong!"

Lu Xian cursed loudly, then quickly raised his hand. The energy of heaven and earth gathered, and a huge dark yellow dragon condensed and took shape above his head in an instant.

The dark golden scales of the giant black and yellow dragon shone brightly under the bright sunlight. The nearly 100-meter-long dragon body showed its teeth and claws wildly, and after letting out a deafening roar, it rushed forward with great momentum, opened its bloody mouth, and bit the middle-aged man ferociously.

The middle-aged man's eyes remained unmoved and he slowly raised one hand.

"Divine Skill: Shura Realm!"

At this moment, endless bloody red fog spread across the sky like a surging tide, quickly swallowing up the blue sky and white clouds at an extremely fast speed. This space was instantly transformed into a horrifying scarlet world.

The attack of the Xuanhuang dragon was in vain, and there was no trace of Lu Xian and the middle-aged man in the outside world.

In this world of red fog, it was so quiet that there was no sound at all. Lu Xian looked down at his feet. There was no trace of the mountain under his feet. He stood alone in the sky, riding a rainbow. Scarlet fog was rising below him, and the strong smell of blood filled his nose.

"Did you pull me into a place like a small world?" Lu Xian understood the situation almost instantly, but there was no panic on his face.

This middle-aged man, without a doubt, was the Shura God, just as he expected!
Lu Xian slowly raised his eyes, his eyes full of coldness, and looked coldly at the person in front of him.

After using his magical skills, Asura God finally shed his disguise completely and returned to his original appearance. He was two or three meters tall, with an upright and burly figure, bulging muscles, and an incomparable sense of power was fully revealed.

On that skin that looked like a purple potato spirit, he was wearing a set of armor covered with dark red magic patterns. The dark red mysterious light was winding around his body like a snake.

He held a blood-red broadsword in his hand, the sword exuding a chilling aura. A circle of scarlet light was slowly rotating behind his head, and six arms formed by divine power were extending powerfully from behind him.

The Shamatte style is so ugly that it makes people look sideways, but the oppressive feeling that comes at you is also real!
"Heretic, stand trial!"

The majestic, low, and extremely cold voice of Shura God suddenly sounded like thunder. He raised the Shura Divine Sword high up, pointed it directly at Lu Xian, and shouted in a deep voice: "Divine Skill·Shura!"

"Interrogating your mother, I've seen people rushing to reincarnate, but I've never seen people rushing to eat shit. I think you already know how to eat shit, shit!" [You created an abstract scene, rated as super abstract, and gained an abstract value of 2000]

The lethality of this move is quite strong. No matter how powerful the opponent is, all are equal in front of Lu Xian, without exception. At least they will be controlled for a few seconds, unless his opponent can hold "Olay Gei" in his mouth without changing his expression.

If this is true, Lu Xian will admit it and is willing to call him the strongest!
Asura God is obviously not included in this example.

yue——

A lump of soup was refreshed in his mouth, and the Asura God's already bright purple face instantly added a deep blue color, which was a perfect interpretation of what it meant to have a purple face. He bent over in disgust and vomited violently.

However, the divine skill Shura's ability did not seem to be interrupted at this time. In the surrounding space filled with bloody aura, densely packed Shura swords suddenly emerged.

At a glance, there were so many that it was impossible to count them. This scarlet world, which was originally filled with blood, seemed to have completely turned into an endless ocean of swords in an instant.

"Divine Skill: Destruction!"

The roar of Asura God filled with endless anger sounded like thunder at this time. As the supreme law enforcement god in the world of gods, a powerful god-king standing at the pinnacle, the means he controls are endless.

The endless ocean of swords suddenly fell into a crazy riot at this moment. The Shura swords intertwined with each other, forming a terrifying sword vortex, which rapidly gathered towards the sky at lightning speed.

Countless small swords gradually condensed into a giant blood-red Shura Sword that seemed to be able to connect heaven and earth.

The sword had not actually fallen yet, but its extremely sharp and horrifying murderous aura had already pressed down heavily like an overwhelming tidal wave.

"This is a good move, barely acceptable!"

Lu Xian actually had the leisure to comment with a smile. Not only was there no fear on his face, but the corners of his mouth even curled up slightly with a happy and relaxed smile.

First he was fed a bunch of insults, and now he was looked down upon by Lu Xian. The Shura God had always been used to being high and mighty, and had never suffered such humiliation of contempt. He was furious, and poured out all his divine power without reservation, using all his strength to activate the terrifying Shura Sword in the sky.

At this moment, the Shura Sword emitted a violent metallic vibration sound.

"Kill!" Shura God shouted.

boom!
The giant Shura Sword fell down rapidly like a meteor, making a sharp sound that pierced the sky. With a tremendous force, it fiercely pressed down towards Lu Xian.

Facing the Shura God's gaze, which was full of indifference and anger, as if he was looking at a dead person, Lu Xian narrowed his eyes slightly. You seem to be quite confident in this move?

Lu Xian actually had several ways to easily defend against attacks of this level, but he chose a way that brought him the most pleasure. The smile on his lips became more and more unbridled at this moment.

"Purple potato spirit, save me!"

[You created an abstract scene, which was rated as super abstract, and gained an abstract value of 2000]

As soon as these words came out, Shura God was extremely confused to find that he had suddenly, without any warning, appeared as if teleported, and inexplicably and unbelievably stood diagonally above Lu Xian.

Moreover, its location was exactly where the falling blood-red giant sword would pass.

If this giant Shura sword wanted to cause harm to Lu Xian at this moment, it had to first ruthlessly run over the body of Shura God.

The face of the Shura God instantly turned a little green. You know, among all his magical skills, Zhumie is one of the most destructive ones, and he just used it with all his strength without reservation. It is not easy to successfully block it at this time.

At this moment, Asura God didn't even have time to think about why he suddenly found himself in such a critical position against his will. Even his eight arms moved involuntarily out of control.

Judging from the posture, he was going to do his best to resist the Shura Sword that was rumbling down with the force of the world...

The word "seems" can indeed be removed...

As the Shura Sword approached, Shura God's arms and the six divine arms extending from his back did not hesitate at this moment. They rushed towards the Shura Sword uncontrollably and tightly grasped the huge blade.

His originally purple face suddenly turned red at this moment. He was forced to retreat continuously by the impact of the Shura Sword that was crushing him. He finally managed to steady his body amidst the angry roars at the top of his lungs, barely resisting the downward trend.

However, Lu Xian was holding a red tasseled spear that he had bought in the world of Zhan Tian, with a filthy smile on his face, holding the spear in both hands, and standing stealthily behind the Shura God.

"Purple potato spirit, I'm here to help you!"

The Asura God wanted to curse at this moment, are you helping me?
"Pfft!"

The red tasseled spear accurately penetrated the gap in Shura God's armor and stabbed into his anus.

Lu Xian would choose a position to stab. After all, the Shura God's physique was so strong that ordinary weapons might not be able to penetrate it. He didn't want to use his own martial spirit, so he chose this position out of desperation.

The Shura God's eyeballs nearly popped out of their sockets as his weak points were attacked. He became numb to the extreme on the spot, and all the divine power in his body suddenly stagnated. He could no longer contend with the giant Shura Sword, and was mercilessly crushed all the way down, smashing into the deep and thick red bloody fog below.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk!"

Lu Xian looked at the giant Shura sword that brushed past him, his eyes looking downwards with a teasing expression, smacking his lips constantly. It was so miserable, having the red tassel spear stuck in his butt, it hurt just thinking about it.

"Kakaka!"

This piece of space began to crack like a broken mirror, and then it completely shattered with a "bang", turning into countless soul power light spots that floated down.

The sky was clear, and the warm sunshine was shining again. The wind carrying the fragrance of grass and trees ruffled Lu Xian's hair. He stood in the air in the rain of light, his clothes unstained by dust, he was calm and composed, looking down leisurely with his eyes.

On the ground below, Shura God climbed up tremblingly. There was a huge wound on his chest, and he was almost crushed in half by the Shura Sword. If he had not successfully broken free from Lu Xian's soul skill control at the last moment and dispersed the skill, he would have become the first God King to be killed by his own skill.

Only the winner is worthy of standing on a high place and looking down on others!

Lu Xian successfully swapped positions!
Until this moment, the red tasseled spear was still stuck in the Asura God's buttocks, one third of it was sunken...

"Hey, this little thing has a very unique tail, right?"

A joking voice came over.

"Mr. Lu Xian, in your world, do people carry weapons like this?"

(End of this chapter)