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"Bang!"
The head fell to the ground with a crisp sound. On the way of rolling, the veil fell off, revealing a head forged of black iron and inlaid with ebony.
The fort in the sky hovered motionless, and the clear light rose, and a white-clothed man appeared, with ordinary appearance, ordinary height, and ordinary temperament. He was the ordinary second senior brother of Si Tianjian.
Sun Xuanji stood with his hands behind his back, overlooking Asuro at the top of the tower.
Asuro waved his hand casually, turning the expensive puppet into dust.
As a warlock who is not good at hand-to-hand combat, Sun Xuanji, like the third rank of other systems, has super vigilance when facing martial arts.
Unlike masters of other systems, warlocks who are proficient in refining weapons and formations are well versed in the way of krypton gold, and have more room to operate and are more fancy. . .
This magic weapon puppet is one of Sun Xuanji's proud works. Its body is harder than a fourth-rank martial artist. Ninety-nine small formations are engraved on its torso, and it has the abilities of teleportation, protection, and five-element formations.
Both arms are small-caliber cannons, and fourth-rank masters will be seriously injured if they try hard to get a shot.
In addition, its core ability is the god-gathering formation engraved on the skull, and Sun Xuanji can separate a ray of soul to attach to it.
The puppet can burst out the strength of a third-grade warlock in a short period of time.
However, when the primordial spirit is attached to the puppet, Sun Xuanji's body cannot move, and the power of the puppet is slightly inferior to the body's.
Therefore, the magic weapon puppet is not very practical in combat, but it is perfect as a bait.
If Asuro didn't have a backup, then Sun Xuanji would take advantage of the opportunity to break through the sealed tower and release Shenshu's stump.
On the contrary, you can test out Asuro's cards.
Obviously, this youngest son of King Shura is not a simple person, he also has arrangements in advance.
"The Warlock of Dabong."
Asuro said slowly, he fell in the Battle of Jiazi Slashing Monsters, and at that time, the warlock system had been around for a hundred years.
"Supplied!"
Sun Xuanji spat out these two words.
Following his words, Asuro, who had fought against Xu Qi'an, turned into golden light and dissipated.
One of the three major arhat fruit positions, the fruit position should be supplied.
?Offering, as the name suggests, should be supported by heaven and earth, and it is the most mysterious fruit of Buddhism. The arhats who can prove the status of offerings are all very merciful people in the world.
There are two major abilities in offering fruit position: wishing and receiving offerings.
Make a wish: Pilgrims offer tribute and make wishes, and the arhat who is in charge of the fruit position can realize the wishes of pilgrims.
Of course, there must be limits to this, and it is impossible to realize any wish.
Acceptance: The arhat who is in charge of the fruit position can take the initiative to ask for tribute.
In the sealed tower, there is a relic that should be offered as a fruit.
? Before the war, Asuro, who had been on guard for a long time, offered a tribute and made a wish to the relic, hoping to get a helper exactly like himself.
She Lizi responded to his wish and summoned a helper who was exactly the same as Asuro with the power of the fruit position.
Afterwards, Asuro hid in the surrounding area.
From the beginning to the end, the one who fought against Xu Qi'an was always the helper "summoned" by the relic, not Asuro himself.
This helper is limited by the personality of the relic. Although it perfectly reproduces Asuro's ability, his cultivation is at most the early stage of the third rank.
And the maintenance time is extremely short, it can only be used for a while, not for a long time.
Asuro is luring Xu Qi'an's followers, of course he can also choose to attack with the clone, but that will only scare the snake away and scare Xu Qi'an away.
Before the two sides fought each other, they had already made their own arrangements and set traps.
The result was a 50-50 split.
"It was my peeping not long ago that aroused your vigilance?"
Xu Qi'an clenched the peace knife with his right hand, and walked slowly towards the sealed tower.
"Bodhisattva Guangxian has long expected that the Southern Demon will take advantage of Buddhism to intervene in the orthodox dispute in the Central Plains, and wait for the opportunity to take over the Hundred Thousand Mountains."
Asuro's voice was young and mellow: "So entrust me to guard the southern border."
I hate enemies with brains Xu Qi'an sank his knees, and shot at Asuro like a sharp arrow. The peace knife in his hand cut out a dazzling light, distorting the air.
Ding!
The Taiping Knife was clamped between two fingers, and despite the knife's breath, it couldn't hurt Asuro's Vajra God body.
Xu Qi'an spun like a top, driving the peace knife to rotate, allowing it to break free from the enemy's fingers.
retract finger?? was blocked by the opponent's outstretched palm.
A palm as black as ink.
Asuro's burned skin regenerated rapidly, and the skull was first covered with tender red flesh, and then wrapped in a layer of pitch-black skin.
Within a few breaths, Asuro's injuries were healed, and his appearance changed drastically. He was as black as ink, like a demon in the abyss.
"It's been a long time since I released the power of the bloodline. It's been so long that I almost forget that I am the strongest fighter of the Shura clan."
With a sigh, Asuro flicked his fingers, and the peace knife almost fell out of Xu Qi'an's hand.
It wasn't until this moment that Xu Qi'an realized that the dense drumming was Asuro's heartbeat.
This Seeing Asuro in this appearance, Xu Qi'an's pupils dilated slightly, showing an expression of extreme shock and astonishment.
He lost his composure not because he was afraid of Asuro's strength.
Instead, he had seen another person with this African-Chief skin.
The divine and inky black form!
The power of the blood, is this the power of the blood of the Shura clan? !
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