"The master you serve is such a person who secretly slanders?"

In the sky, Emperor Qinghua and Luohu confronted: "I shouldn't be an enemy of you."

There was a hint of regret in that voice.

Luohu understood what he meant, and his face suddenly darkened.

For the Shura tribe, the biggest insult is that the enemy does not respect itself.

"What he does has nothing to do with me."

Luohu said.

"This doesn't matter. I'm not a warrior, so I don't want to comment on the warrior."

Emperor Qinghua shook his head and continued, "You have never needed real skills, but you are not like a warrior."

Luohu's expression was stunned.

The Shura tribe lives by fighting and always has places that cannot be touched.

"Since that's the case, I'll let you see!"

Luohu's face darkened.

"Vimozhidora, Poya, and Luo Qiantu!"

He shouted, "Let's break through here together."

When the three Asura kings heard this, they couldn't help but think, "This is a good idea."

The Asura kings flew towards Luohu, but halfway through, and Poya suddenly felt something was wrong.

He turned his head, and the dazzling sword light suddenly swept out from behind, slashing his head with a "pop". No matter how brave he has the most brave body in the Shura world, it is useless, and the corpse is separated instantly.

As the sword light shone, Poya died before her eyes closed.

The second Rahu appears behind Poya.

"Rahu, you!"

Luo Qiantuo was shocked,

However, before he could run, the sword light appeared from behind him again, and the bursting flames blew out, directly piercing his chest.

The third Luohu appeared behind Luo Qiantuo.

"Oops!"

Vima Shitura found that something was wrong, so he turned around and ran away.

But as soon as his figure moved, sword lights stabbed in front of him, blocking all his retreat and slashing his head in a row.

"Rahu, how dare you betray us!"

Vimazhidora screamed loudly and ran towards the army in a panic: "Kill him quickly."

He wanted to escape to his army, but at this time, what came from the front was "clang". With crisp sounds of "clang", the soldiers of the Shura world pointed their long swords at Vimartyra.

"Where to run!"

The Shura warriors shouted.

Vimazhidoro was immediately scared and lost his soul.

"Your warrior has long been my minister."

Several Luohus came up and waved their swords a few times, cutting off the remaining heads of Vimazhidora one by one.

Viagra had almost no ability to resist and his huge body fell into the Tianhe River.

Tianhe was dyed blood red.

All the immortals were shocked.

"This, what's going on..."

Kiyotoko asked stammeringly.

"The worst happened."

The Shura girl looked at several Luohus and merged into one: "Rahu devoured the power of the other three Shura kings."

At this moment, Luohu's sword in his hand was burning like flames.

Thousands of years ago, Luohu was already the most powerful being among the four Shura kings. He took every step of the way and touched every Asura clan. The Shura girl also accepted his invitation.

Now, Luohu began to show his power.

He stood with his sword, and the momentum of the Shura tribe around him suddenly boiled.

Millions of warriors flew towards the only remaining King Asura and gathered behind him.

Morality poured on him, and in an instant, Luohu's momentum became extremely powerful, with the ability to cover the sky and the sun.

That is the posture that Asura King should have.

"I see."

When Emperor Qinghua saw this scene, he said, "I will take back my original words."

He did not like Luohu's actions to kill his compatriots, but with such powerful command ability, he should be King Asura.

"Your Majesty, it's too early."

Zhendra flew to Luohu and said, "Aren't we going to wait for the Zhulong to appear before taking action?"

"It has seen through and can't wait."

Luohu answered.

Suddenly, laughter came from outside the Three Realms.

"Your ambition doesn't surprise me, Luohu."

Zhulong said: "I said that the Asura clan should not have made the wrong choices, but unfortunately, you still made it."

"But you forgot a little bit that the Shura Realm is still in my hands."

Zhulong said: "If you want to get it back, you have to fight for me."

Luohu did not answer, but just raised his sword to Emperor Qinghua.

Emperor Qinghua narrowed his eyes, and Luohu stood in the clouds, his momentum like a dancing raser.

His divine power soared into the sky, and his fighting spirit surged up, as if he had become a different person.

"You are a real warrior."

Emperor Qinghua said.

A moment later, Luohu set out his sword.

A shining sword light appeared in front of him, like a giant dragon slashing through the sky, covering the entire thirty-third level of the sky, and then swooping down.

This sword is extremely brilliant and extremely sharp, and can pierce all stubborn things in the world!

When the heavenly soldiers and generals saw this scene, they all looked frightened.

Emperor Qinghua narrowed his eyes slightly.

Such a sword force reminded him of the golden cudgel he danced when he first met Sun Wukong.

The two have similar dangers.

The nine-colored lotus felt danger, and endless petals spread, covering the Qinghua Emperor layer by layer.

The sword light hit the nine-colored lotus, making a loud clanging sound, and sparks flew everywhere.

The nine-colored lotus petals collapse, and every time the sword light goes further, a flower will wither.

The void trembled and buzzed, and violent waves of air shook the entire Heavenly Palace. The sky river flowed backwards, and the immortal Buddhas and the Shura tribe were all blown away by the waves. They could only watch this scene from a distance.

However, in the end, the Nine Colorful Lotus blocked the attack.

After the sword light disappeared, Emperor Qinghua looked at Luohu in the sky. He stood there, as if he was in the center of the three realms, emitting endless majesty.

“Very strong.”

Emperor Qinghua thought.

Maybe he might defeat himself.

However, it is only possible.

The pressure he put on him was still not as good as Sun Wukong back then.

It was not until this time that Emperor Qinghua realized how outstanding Sun Wukong's talent was.

Luohu practiced for thousands of years and did not know how many killings he had performed to cultivate such a momentum, but Sun Wukong completed it in just a few decades.

"Your Majesty is indeed a genius of heaven!"

Emperor Qinghua's heart was waving and his eyes were flashing.
To be continued...