Chapter 4580: Hunyuan Eucharist

As soon as the son of Shura came out, the audience was silent.

Looking around, there were kneeling figures everywhere, no one dared to look up, even if the son of Asura did not release any breath.

Some people tremble physically because of being timid, and even fainted to death.

Shengzi Shura glanced at the crowd faintly, suddenly raised his head to look into the distance, his figure flashed, and he disappeared in place.

The crowd knelt on the ground, not daring to stand up for a long time.

Until the time for a stick of incense, an old voice sounded in front: "The son has left, all get up."

"Yes, Master Blood Slave."

Hearing this voice, the crowd stumbled to their feet, looking at a blood-robed old man in front of him, full of awe.

At this time, the Son of Asura had appeared in the forbidden area in the deepest part of the Asura King City, a mountain covered in blood and mist.

No one is allowed to step in here.

For countless years, no one knew what was here, only that King Shura lived here.

It's not that no one has tried it, but everyone who is close to the Bloodmist Mountain Range has died tragically.

Even those who rashly step into the forbidden area will suffer brutal bloodbath.

Once or twice, there may be bold people who want to try, but after many people have paid a heavy price, no one dares to try it easily.

However, the Son of Asura was like entering an uninhabited state, unimpeded all the way, through layers of blood fog, and appeared in a valley.

If people see the scenery in the valley, they will definitely be horrified.

In the valley, there is a scent of birds and flowers everywhere, and a sky waterfall hangs in the sky, flying straight down three thousand feet, steaming water and mist, permeating the entire valley, like a fairyland on earth.

The first time Saint Son of Shura saw the scenery here, he was also surprised and inexplicable, which was completely different from what he had imagined.

King Shura is a ruthless man with a fierce reputation, shouldn't he be a slaughter mad?

Taking a deep breath, Shengzi Shura walked along a bluestone path.

On both sides of the bluestone path, the fragrance is permeating and refreshing, which is emitted by countless rare flowers and plants.

At the end of the path, it leads to a small island, which is a lake island.

The island in the lake was full of purple flowers, and the son of Shura didn't know what kind of flower it was, but he had seen the rain of flowers floating around. It was really beautiful.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would have thought that the notorious King Shura would have such a leisurely and elegant atmosphere?

"The disciple saw Master, and I don’t know why Master called me to come here?" As soon as he stepped on the island in the lake, the son of Xiuluo stopped his figure, facing a small attic in the center of the island. worship.

In fact, he had never seen King Shura either.

Even, he became the Asura Saint Son somewhat inexplicable, and he still couldn't believe it until now.

"It's worthy of the Hunyuan Eucharist. In just a few years, it has reached the Immortal Ancestor." A voice full of breath came from the small attic.

The Son of Asura was shocked. He was a matter of Hunyuan Eucharist, but he had never told anyone before, and he had never thought that King Asura would have seen it.

"Although you have broken through the indestructible saint ancestor now, the saint ancestor robbery is the real difficulty. You have to rely on yourself. There is only so much that can help you as a teacher." King Shura's voice sounded again.

The Son of Asura was hesitant to speak, but he couldn't understand why King Asura would help himself.

Since King Shura can see through his possession of Hunyuan Eucharist, he can certainly see his origin.

At least, as a demon monk, it is impossible to have Hunyuan Eucharist.

After all, this is one of the nine ancient forms of the human race.

But King Shura, as the nine masters of the Demon Race, helped himself a human race?

"Master." Xiuluozi took a deep breath, still asking her inner doubts, "Why are you helping me?"

For some reason, Shura Zi's mind came up with an idea that he didn't even believe in himself. Is King Shura also a human race?

But this idea just came out, it was rejected by him.

King Shura has spent countless years in the Taiyi Holy Realm, even longer than the Taiyi imperial family. How could it be a human race?

"I saw the shadow of an old man in you." King Shura said lightly without evasiveness.

As for which deceased is, I don't know.

"Old friend?" The son of Shura was very surprised, and plucked up the courage to say: "I don't know who the old friend is in the master's mouth? Is it a human race or a demon race?"

"The teacher doesn't know if he is still alive." King Shura said with a trace of remembrance, "However, I believe he must be alive.

As for whether it is a human race or a demon race, it is not very important. People are crazy and demons, demons and good are humans. "

The Son of Asura was silent, but he carefully pondered the words of King Asura in his mind, and he was even more puzzled.

"The Taiyi Holy Realm is about to be in chaos, and the catastrophe is coming. This is the prosperous age and the end of the world. Your time is running out." King Shura continued to sound, "With your talents, you can lay a solid foundation to overcome the catastrophe, although it will only take a few years. time.

But in the past few years, for you, you may not be able to wait. The last thing you can do as a teacher is to help you solidify your foundation, and hope you can successfully survive the Holy Ancestral Tribulation.

If it fails, this prosperous age, or the end of the world, has nothing to do with you. "

"The disciple must live up to the master's expectations." Shengzi Shura took a deep breath and respectfully worshiped.

At this moment, there was also a wave of shake in his heart.

Everyone knows that the demons and human races have never died for generations.

But as the hand of the nine great kings of the Taiyi Holy Realm, King Shura has been helping his human race. Why is this?

Could it be that King Shura wanted something from himself?

Or, want to wait for yourself to be strong and do something unfavorable to you?

This kind of suspicion was thought of by the Asura Son more than once, but when he thought that his life was saved by the Asura King, he didn't care about it all.

Big deal, just give him back this life.

"The teacher knows that you have concerns. For the sake of your concerns, you can only succeed, not fail, and let's start." King Shura emphasized again.

The son of Asura gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, as if King Asura had mentioned his weakness.

"I will succeed." Shengzi Shura took a deep breath.

Without waiting for him to think about it, a ray of light bloomed out of the attic in vain, turning into a twelve-color enchantment covering the island of the lake.

Observing carefully, you can vaguely see that there is this wonderful brilliance in the twelve-color enchantment, looming.

Shengzi Shura walked slowly to the center of the island in the lake and sat cross-legged.

In an instant, the billowing Origin Qi surged, roaring like a river, pouring into his body.

His thoughts slowly emptied, and soon entered a mysterious state.

Immediately afterwards, Wandao colorful light bloomed from his whole body, and visions were born. "It deserves to be Hunyuan Eucharist." King Shura sighed, "I don't know how many years, I haven't had such a familiar blood induction."