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It was the red sky, and it was even more soaked in blood, and the clouds were burning, magnificent and majestic.
As if there is never day, only dawn and dusk.
In the setting sun, he died in battle and resurrected in the rising sun, but his blood color remained unchanged.
That is the tragic and majestic people who live under the blue sky and white clouds.
Bang-bang-bang!
The earth quaked, the mountains trembled, and a giant strode forward with heavy steps, carrying a palace like a hill on his back.
The palace stands tall with white towers and golden domes, scattered with courtyards and cloisters, dyed in bright red by the sunlight, like a splendid temple.
It is also more qualified to be called a "temple" than most of the temples in the world. Compared with those stone and clay sculptures, it houses a living Asura fighting god.
In the depths of the courtyard, a middle-aged man leaned leisurely on a recliner, enjoying singing and dancing.
There is only one singer, with a sari on her body and a veil on her face. There is a sharp white unicorn on her jade-like forehead.
She dances gracefully, like a bird ling in the wind, and a peacock presents its feathers. The singing voice is sad and moving, like a thread, if there is or not, it is intoxicating, turning this courtyard into a forest secret.
The sound of fighting in the distant battlefield reached here, but was also diluted by the sound of singing, becoming a trivial foil.
The man's eyes were half-open and half-closed, and he was fascinated by it.
An agile figure suddenly jumped out of the void, but it was an Asura emperor. He knelt on the ground and said, "God, that kid still refuses to return!"
The killing air from the battlefield suddenly broke through the silence, and the singer didn't stop singing and dancing.
Needham reluctantly opened his dark red eyes: "As expected of Kinnaruo, although it is a lavish voice, it is hard to give up!"
Kinnarana is one of the eight sentient beings. He is known for singing and dancing. He does not belong to the Dao of Heaven or the Dao of Ashura. But he mainly lives in the Way of Heaven and is called the "Music Heaven".
Often in the past battles between Heaven and Asura, they were taken as "trophies" and looted to Asura. Their singing is the most extreme enjoyment in the world, and has the reputation of "song god".
Needham stroked the thick beard on his face and asked the Asura Emperor: "If I take her as a gift, will he return?"
"God, I don't think that kid will surrender even if he died in battle!" The Asura Emperor seemed to think of something, with a lingering fear in his heart, and an undisguised admiration.
"Then it's useless."
Needham waved his hand at random, the Jinnaruo woman's head fell to the ground, her headless body was still dancing, and the veiled head was still singing, even more sad and desolate, like a cuckoo weeping blood.
The emperor Asura was shaken for a while and couldn't help himself, so he quickly boosted his fighting spirit and guarded his fighting spirit. If you listen to too much of such a song, it will definitely wear out your fighting spirit.
Needham twisted the tip of his beard: "If you stand up to fight, there is still a ray of life!"
Jin Na Luo Nuv followed the light dance steps, holding up her head gracefully, still singing to herself.
"Ning Ge to die, live without a fight, stubborn."
Needham shook his head regretfully: "I will meet the'Xiao Ming Wang' personally!"
Ming Wangjun, the Great Account of the Chinese Army.
Luo Hu Xiaoming dismissed his troops and faced a map alone.
Suddenly he raised his ears and made a sharp whistling sound, from far to near, and in an instant, he broke through the army and stepped into the big tent.
"Finally met, Xiao Ming Wang!"
Needham was walking leisurely, looking at Luohu Xiaoming's back, but his eyes were full of enthusiasm for winning.
It's not that he has any special orientation, but that this talent is really rare.
Even if he couldn't use the magical spells of the Luohu clan, Luohu Xiaoming's talent and strength were still stunning.
Face-to-face confrontation, fearless of any Asura emperor; command a large army, be able to face off against dignified fighting gods; at the same time, he is also proficient in assassination, shooting and hunting and other combat skills. This is something in his blood.
The war has continued to the present, and all the Asuras under the God of Needham are convinced by him.
Needham knew his value better than anyone. Fighting gods have to fight bloody battles before they have a chance to become the real god of Asuras, and the enemy is the other gods besides the heavens.
If in a decisive battle with other Gods of War, there is such a general in the rear to help him command the army and gather his strength, at least 30% more chance of winning.
"This is a gift from Hongtian!" Needham praised Hongtian in his heart, his eyes more eager.
Luo Hu Xiaoming turned around, his beard and dusty face, and his eyes were still bright as stars.
Suddenly, it gave Needham an illusion that the opponent was a fighting spirit who could sit on an equal footing with him.
"Nedam Fighting God, you can call me'Ming' or'Ming King'."
Luohu Xiaoming specifically concealed the surname "Luohu", as well as the "little" that Li Qingshan forcibly gave him, leaving only the word "Ming" and let his subordinates call him "King of Ming."
When he turned his face, he was forced to add a "small" in front, and he couldn't help but feel very unhappy.
"Ming Wang! What a big tone, even I dare not call myself that!" Needham jokingly said, "If you don't call it that way, I won't notice you so soon."
"King Ming" is a very arrogant title in the Ashura Dao.
After passing through seven calamities and becoming the true god, Asura went to the Western Paradise, Da Leiyin Temple in Lingshan to meet the Buddha. After some trials, he was eligible to be named the "King of Ming."
The bright one is wisdom and light; the king can control everything.
The king of Ming showed his angry face, defended the Dharma and frightened away demons, representing the majesty of Buddhism.
An Asura emperor calling himself "King of Ming" is just like a Yang God monk calling himself a "true immortal", arrogant to almost ignorant.
"The bird knows the ambition of Honghu." Luo Hui Xiaoming said indifferently, he just wanted to get back everything that belonged to him. Well, Li Qingshan did not brag to him with these words.
"Okay, very good, I appreciate you very much!"
"Why did the God of Fighting come? Isn't it about preparing to do it personally, right?"
Needham bluntly said: "Come back to me! Your position will only be under me, and I will let you command all the troops."
Luo Hui Xiaoming raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he didn't expect Needham to have this plan.
As soon as he returned to the Asura Dao, his cultivation was no longer weak, and he had really never encountered anyone who was qualified to let him return.
Needless to say before, as the Rahu Protoss, all asuras are his vassals in name. Nor did he experience so many fights and kills at the bottom like ordinary Asuras.
Needham thought he was moved, and further persuaded: "You are still very young, you need more accumulation and experience, follow me to fight in all directions, broaden your horizons, and become the god of war is only a matter of time!"
This is indeed the best choice for the general Asura emperor, but for Luo Hu Xiaoming, surrender will inevitably destroy the fighting spirit. And what he lacks most is time. His mother could notice here at any time, and as Rahu, he would never serve other asuras as his master.
He smiled coldly: "I don't need you, I can also become the god of war!"
Needham's face sank, and he suddenly became ugly and evil: "No fighting god will allow a character like you to rise easily, and I will keep you here even if I make a shot myself today!"
"You fighting gods are really stingy!" Luo Hui Xiaoming smiled contemptuously and shook his head: "This is something I didn't expect at first. Forget it, you can talk to my boss!"
"Boss!?" Needham frowned. Could it be that there are other fighting gods behind him. That's a tricky thing. You must make a quick decision and take him down.
At the moment he was about to take a shot, a man suddenly walked out of the dark corner of the big tent and patted his chest: "Yes, it's me!"
Needham was shocked, he didn't realize when this person appeared.
Luo Hui Xiaoming said: "It's too slow! It caused me to talk a lot of nonsense to delay time."
"Have you talked to the boss like this?"
"Stop talking nonsense, can you do it?"
Luo Hu Xiaoming questioned, the mere difference between a soul and a fighting god is not even a star.
"Man, it's okay!" Li Qingshan's eyes flashed, and he pointed to Needham's nose and shouted: "Hey, grandson, did you ask me what I meant before accepting my little brother?" (To be continued.)