The wars in the thirty-third heaven are endless.

The Shura tribe's offensive was fierce, but it did not break through the defense line.

Countless Shura tribes fell in the war.

"What's the point of such a sacrifice?"

In the void, Ganara looked at the battlefield below and said.

"...What if there is no meaning? Asura makes a living by fighting, and war is our instinct."

Zhendra answered.

No matter how much sacrifice is, it will not allow the Shura warriors to take a step back.

In the Shura realm, their honor and right to reproduce must be exchanged for war.

Just win the war and you can have everything.

"This is the value of the existence of the Asuras."

Zhendra said, "The only one who wants to challenge this value is the king."

There seemed to be a hidden sense in his heart. He looked down and a roar came from below.

"What is that coward Luohu doing? Why haven't you come down yet!"

That was the sound of Luo Qiantuo.

Zhendra's expression turned cold: "They are going to drag us into the water."

After all the Asuras led by Rahu broke through the barrier, they stood in the void and did not go down to participate in the war.

The three Asura kings were eager for military achievements and did not care about the lives of the Shura people at all, but Rahu cared about it.

"Rahu!"

Outside the Three Realms, Zhulong's voice was also angrily scolding: "Why can't you go down?"

A sigh rang out immediately.

The dark flames descended from the void.

Just like a meteorite falling, it was a thousand feet away that the immortals in the Three Realms could see clearly that they were a young man with a frost face.

The third Asura King has arrived.

King Li shouted loudly: "Stop him."

The Heavenly Palace was ready, and the Ancient Buddha of Lan Deng rushed up with the immortals.

But before he could approach Luohu, the Asura King stretched out his hand.

In an instant, the hand seemed to have turned into a huge black hole, and all the light was sucked away.

The light of the sun and the moon, the light of the stars, the light of the war, and the light of the immortal weapons and the light of the immortal weapons disappeared in an instant.

The world has become dark.

Randeng Ancient Buddha and others suddenly lost their target.

"What kind of evil trick is this."

The ancient Buddha of Lan Deng opened his Dharma eyes, but in vain, the only thing in front of him was black.

His Buddha light was also obscured by darkness.

It was very pure, dark without any impurities, and there was no trace of light.

The heavenly soldiers and generals lost their enemy and sense of direction and became panicked.

"What's wrong!"

Their formation was in chaos: "I can't see anything."

"Haha, Luohu can block the light of the world."

Luo Qiantuo laughed loudly and said, "Your war is definitely lost."

The warriors of the Shura clan had long been accustomed to taking action in the darkness. After a while, screams rang out everywhere in the sky, and the defense line began to collapse quickly.

"Pleia Sun Star Official."

King Li Tian realized the terror of the last Shura King and shouted: "Light up the battlefield!"

A loud rooster crow rang out immediately.

A sun emerged in the thirty-third heaven, shining brightly and illuminating the entire battlefield.

The immortals were about to breathe a sigh of relief, but they heard a cold snorkeling, and a black shadow suddenly appeared on the sun.

It was like a tung dog with a big mouth open, swallowing the sun in.

The Heavenly Palace became dark again.

Just as all the immortals' moods sink again, a nine-colored divine light suddenly appeared in the sky.

That is the auspicious light, transformed by billions of merits, and it is not concealed by anything.

This is the light of Emperor Qinghua.

His head shone brightly on the battlefield.

"Qing, Emperor Qinghua?"

Kiyotoko was stunned: "Will his head shine!?"

Even he had never heard of this information.

"Maybe Emperor Qinghua may be wearing a wig?"

A voice said beside him.

Qing Yuanzi turned his head and found that he was Lingji Bodhisattva, one of his intelligence providers.

Bodhisattva Lingji held a string of firecrackers in his hand, lit them while throwing the gongs and drums to Qing Yuanzi.

"What is this going to do?"

Qingyuanzi asked in confusion.

"It was Tengu Food Day just now."

Lingji Bodhisattva replied: "I heard from the Buddha that lighting firecrackers and beating gongs and drums can drive the Tiangou out."

Qing Yuanzi was stunned for a moment, and then began to beat the gongs and drums.

It turned out that King Asura raised a Tiandog.

He can write another book.

Emperor Qinghua used his Dharma eye and looked for Luohu everywhere.

His auspicious light can only illuminate part of the battlefield, and if he does not find Luohu, he cannot solve the fundamental problem.

Emperor Qinghua's eyes locked in a dark area.

"come out!"

He threw out the nine-colored lotus and hit it directly in the darkness, blowing out a figure.

"Great Sage, great compassion, great vow."

Luohu walked out of the darkness with his wounds.

He looked at Emperor Qinghua and said, "You are Taiyi Saved Ku Tianzun from the Changle Realm of Qinghua, Dongji Miaoyan Palace."

"It's me."

Emperor Qinghua looked at Luohu, his figure loomed. In just a moment, the wound on Luohu's body disappeared.

"This person is weird."

Emperor Qinghua thought flashed, and millions of nine-colored lotus, like curtain walls, covered all Luohu.

"Don't underestimate me!"

Luohu's expression sank, and countless sword lights appeared behind him, like bright stars shooting towards Emperor Qinghua.
Chapter completed!