"Ah"

Guangmutian's face, which was originally like a ghost, became even paler.

He almost moaned and pronounced the name.

"King Asura..."

The sound was not loud, but the silence in the field was clear.

"I heard it right?"

"Is it that clan? No one dares to mention the name of this taboo for three hundred years."

"Why did General Guangmutian mention this name? Could it be that person... impossible, that clan has already perished?"

Everyone was talking and was shocked by the name Hirometian said.

It has been three hundred years since Indra's ascendance to the throne, who dares to mention the Asura clan?

Guangmutian, is he impatient to live?

Or, the person in the outer hall...

But is it possible? Or is that that clan was not extinct back then? Speaking of which, the rumored queen once gave birth to the Asura King's child, and that child was secretly taken away from the Ren Litian as soon as he was born.

If this is true...

Perhaps these people did not realize how their eyes changed.

Gradually, some people's faces changed. Asura royal family, as the strongest combat bloodline in the heavens, has been passed down for countless years. It is impossible for merely three hundred years to erase its status in the minds of the gods. Especially for those gods who are still grateful to the era of the late emperor, the majestic figure of the Asura king in the past is still deeply embedded in their minds.

But no one dared to mention this name. Although Indra's thoughts cannot be bound by the gods, it can at least restrain his speech.

Just like now, even though everyone is looking at the figure on the outer corridor, no one dares to call out that name like Guangmutian, even though there are already storm in their hearts.

Is this person he? Is he the bloodline of the most powerful fighting god in heaven in the past? Is that rumored prince?

"So, Guangmutian, you still remember..."

In full view of everyone, Xia Xin jumped up from the outer corridor, crossed the sky, and landed on the ring.

"You shouldn't have stopped me from leaving. Today could have been a day without blood."

The next moment, this body exploded.

In the flames of gold, Xia Xin's body appeared.

"Traitor, come here to die"

Xia Xin shouted sternly, never suppressing his own strength again.

At this moment, no one doubted it anymore.

The light of gold shone everywhere, and the unique aura of the Asura clan spread out, and all the gods present were shocked.

Xia Xin's roar resounded throughout the city, and the weaker young gods were directly shocked to the ground.

Some older people who had witnessed the strength of the Asura clan three hundred years ago, even burst into tears.

In a trance, they seemed to see the invincible figure who guarded the heaven for countless years and suppressed all evil people with a Shura sword.

"King Asura..."

In the puzzled eyes of the young tribesmen, they burst into tears...

These people surrendered in the face of Indra's violence, but they still believed that King Asura was the strongest in their hearts.

In their opinion, the destruction of the Asura clan three hundred years ago was only because the current queen betrayed the Asura clan, which caused Xiao Wall.

"The flame of gold... I thought I could never see it again."

"It's not wrong. He is the Asura royal family, he is that child. He survived."

"Is he going to fight here? Are he going to liquidate the people who have betrayed his father and relatives?"

"Kill the blood debt and blood repayment. Some people must pay the price for their actions."

However, these people are the few after all. Indra's rule for three hundred years, there are too few people who are nostalgic about the emperor and can survive, and more people are dead.

Nowadays, whether it is the gods or humans, most of the heavenly realms have accepted Thor, Indra, and they are the strongest.

But some people don’t care about this at all, such as Guangmutian.

He only knew that the Asura prince in front of him was far stronger than him, and killing him was like slaughtering a pig or a dog.

The most important thing is that this prince is completely different from his father. King Asura is majestic and does not kill indiscriminately. Although he was in charge of killing in the heavens, he never killed at will. Even when treating sinners, he still had kindness. However, this prince is the same as that of Indra Shitian, with evil spirits all over his body. Looking at him, it seems like he saw a mountain of corpses and blood.

"Not impossible"

The sky roared loudly, and the voice was shrill.

This is unfair

He sacrificed so much, but still died here? Three hundred years ago, he surrendered to Indra, but today, can he still surrender?

"You're dead, you're dead."

He drew his weapon.

It was a strange weapon. There was a round shield in the middle of the handshake, and there were sharp long cones at both ends, which were exquisitely created and depicted with complex magic patterns.

"The Emperor of Heaven is an invincible guy like you, even the Shura Sword of your clan has been lost. Death, die, die, die."

The evil spirit on his body swelled violently, turning into black air visible to the naked eye, and pushed outward at an astonishing speed.

More power burst out with this evil spirit, directly shaking the entire arena and quickly spread to the entire martial arts field.

"Hiangmutian, are you crazy?"

Gengtian shouted angrily, and he pulled the king to avoid the explosion of Guangmutian's power at the first time.

Unlike his anger, the king seemed to be a little lost.

"Is it him? Is he my brother?"

Changtian heard the whispering sound of the king, but he didn't care about it now. They were not the only ones in the martial arts field.

"Ahhhhh"

Amid the screams, at least hundreds of young gods were swept up by the black air of Guangmutian and exploded directly.

After absorbing the blood of the gods, the black gas became more enthusiastic, rolling like boiling water, and the range became larger, making a terrifying sound.

"Damn Guangmutian, retreat quickly"

"Kill him, the prince, kill him"

In the chaos, some people cursed, saying that this was the gods of Xia Xin, or the thoughts of the late emperor and Asura King.

Finally, the martial arts field could no longer bear this power, and it collapsed.

In an instant, it shattered into countless pieces, and even the earth and rocks below the martial arts field exploded. Guangmutian's power even penetrated this layer and reached the lower urban area.

This also caused more blood.

"Hahaha, die, die, you traitors deserve to die."

Guangmutian laughed wildly. At this time, the martial arts field had completely disappeared. There was not even a complete piece of ground on the scene. The materials that once formed the martial arts field were all suspended and were dissolved in the process.

"I, but one of the four heavenly kings of the Emperor of Heaven is a dignified Western general. Don't underestimate me, you Asura's cub."

He stared at Xia Xin, who was rising and falling in his power, but was unscathed.

"The hungry ghosts in hell, I command the Hungry Hell"

In the black fog, countless hungry ghosts appeared.

They are part of this black fog, or in other words, they form this black fog. They have swallowed more than a thousand gods, but they are still not satisfied. They desire more sacred blood.

Now, they appear.

They are something uglier than the demon race. Once upon a time, they could not enter this heaven in such a large number. However, in the heaven, after three hundred years of killing, there are broken walls everywhere, the exterminated clan was corpses and wilderness, and the living people are resentful and fearful. The former sacred world is now full of resentment and corpses and ghosts, and has become their paradise.

"I'm not stupid, I know I'll use my strongest power from the beginning."

Looking at the hungry ghosts rushing towards him, Xia Xin smiled.

"It's a pity, it's still too weak...Who do you think I am?"

Click

With a light sound, all hungry ghosts seemed to pause.
Chapter completed!