"What is this" Kumaratian stared blankly at the scene in front of him. Jialuo left his arms, and golden flames spurted out from Jialuo's body. Even though he didn't want to let go, there was a sacred power in the blazing flames that repelled him. "And he could feel that there was a vitality reviving in Jia Luo's originally lifeless body. "This is my gift to you." Xia Xin stood beside him and said, "It is also something that Emperor Shitian can't do no matter what." In Xia Xin's opinion, most of the gods in the holy legend are really very Not worthy of the word "god". It can only be regarded as a powerful person, even Emperor Shitian is the same. "Those who only know how to destroy but cannot create life are not qualified to be called gods. Life is the greatest miracle. Without miracles, what kind of god is it?" I haven¡¯t heard what people say, miracles are miracles. Anyone can destroy them. Although the mythical gods of the Godslayer World may be somewhat lacking in power, at this point, they are far behind the gods of the Holy Legend. The power of Emperor Shitian is strong enough. If he is patient, one person may be able to kill the entire heaven. This destructive ability is no less than that of the God of Destruction, but he will never become the God of Destruction. The God of Destruction destroys for the sake of rebirth, and sweeps away everything to pave the way for rebirth. Killing is a means, not a goal. "Emperor Shakti" Hearing this name, Kumaratian's eyes welled up with deep hatred, but when his eyes turned to Jialuo who was already immersed in the golden sun, the hatred faded away. Go, only tenderness. "My words may not sound good, but I think it's better for you to give up revenge. You are really not that good." Xia Xin looked at Kumaratian and advised, "Live a good life with Jia Luo and continue The bloodline of your Kumaratian clan is suitable for you. You are the only member of this clan. Don¡¯t let your clan members die in vain. He really feels that this guy is not the material for revenge. He is too weakKumarabha. This clan is not a fighting god clan at all, and their talents are not in this direction. For fighting and other things, the number of people can be sufficient, but it is really a tragedy. "I originally wanted to inherit the Shura Sword, Jialuo said, if there is an Asura royal family. If it's blood" "Kumaratian's expression no longer looks so distorted, but maybe it's due to his three hundred years of obsession, he still couldn't help but express his original thoughts. "After all the people in the tribe died, he felt that The late emperor's loyalty and respect for the Asura clan have also died. This idea would never have occurred three hundred years ago. "She probably lied to you because she didn't want you to despair. ¡± Xia Xin didn¡¯t mind what Kum¨¡ra deva thought. He originally thought that what King Asura did was unreasonable. It was normal for people to have this idea. If Kum¨¡ra deva was tricked by King Asura and the entire clan was killed If he could still maintain respect, then he would have to wonder if the original Kushoma tribe had his head caught by the door panel and chose such a person to be his king. "The Asura Sword recognizes King Asura. You have mine." Blood is useless, it will do bad things. " He said seriously, "Of course, you can use my blood to awaken it, but then you will probably be killed by it. " "It doesn't matter. I just want Jialuo to wake up now. I don't care about other things. Whether it's Emperor Shitian or you, your affairs have nothing to do with me. Kumaratian laughed miserably. When Jialuo fell, he knew that his dream of three hundred years was simply a delusion. He has no fighting spirit now and just wants his lover to come back to life. "That's right, the man is the one who grasps what's in front of him." Xia Xin patted his shoulder, then turned around and walked up the steps. Step by step as he walked in, he felt the same feeling he had in Asura City again. He could hear the "heartbeat" of the Shura Knife, so rapid "Boom" When Xia Xin walked up the last step, a muffled sound suddenly occurred to his mind in this vast underground stone hall. The sound comes from the crystal. Even Kumaratian turned his head in surprise, looking at this artifact that he had "kept" for three hundred years and once regarded as a hope for revenge. "Shura Knife" Xia Xin walked to the crystal, stretched out his hand, and entered the crystal without any hindrance. In an instant, the originally gray crystals rippled like water, revealing everything. That's a sword. Although the Shura Sword is named after a sword, it is actually a double-edged sword. The hilt of the sword is very long and greenThe texture is painted with complex textures, and the blade is completely transparent, like glass. Where the hilt and the blade meet is a human face with closed eyes, similar to the statue in Asura City, but there is a groove above its head. Xia Xin holds the seal between his two fingers. Crystal, pressed it up gently. "Click¡ª¡ª" The next moment, the mutation became apparent. The originally silent sword burst out with extremely brilliant light, and the human face of the statue opened its eyes and it became alive. Xia Xin can only describe it this way. The crystals that originally bound it disappeared, and the vine-like material on the stone wall also disappeared, and everything was dissolved in the light. Even Xia Xin didn't realize that the sword had appeared in his hand. He felt that the divine power in his body was "happy". Like the tide, divine power is boiling, and every impulse makes his strength stronger. Even the golden sun where Jialuo is located has a sudden increase in power, and its size suddenly increases, sucking in the Kumaratian who still doesn't know what happened. "Finally" Asura's voice sounded in Xia Xin's mind. She seemed to be in a feverish state, "There is another seal, and the last one is with my mother." Nonsense, who doesn't know that it is with your mother? , can you shut up? But Xia Xin has no time to pay attention to Asura now, because his power is still growing, and soon, this change is no longer content to make trouble in his body. The power of the God of Destruction begins to overflow. In just an instant, the stone hall collapsed, and all the surrounding stone layers cracked. Divine power spread like a tsunami at an alarming speed, sweeping away the entire underground city. The earth is roaring, layers of strata are leaving, and huge rocks are rushing upwards like they are rushing to be the first. Everything is collapsing when the power of the God of Destruction reaches it. "Young Master" Xia Xin suddenly heard someone shouting, coming from this underground city that was collapsing and destroying. Although he could not restrain his surge in strength now, he was still not unable to move. When he heard the sound, he looked over and saw a little old man named Yu Baba, among countless boulders, shouting in this direction. The little old man has good skills. He kept dodging and jumping among countless boulders. However, this was only for a moment. As his divine power further increased, he would be annihilated without even a hair left. Strictly speaking, there are only one and a half Kushumatras left, one Kumaraten, and half this old man. In order to survive, he summoned the flesh and blood of the demons. In line with the principle of doing good things to the end, Xia Xin reached out and grabbed the old man from hundreds of meters away, and then threw him into the golden sun. The only thing in this place that will not be destroyed by the power of the God of Destruction is the sun created by Xia Xin, which is also condensed by Xia Xin's divine power. Next, he allowed the divine power in his body to continue to spit out, washing the world wantonly. Above his head, the sun was shining again. This was the result of his divine power breaking through the surface of the earth. But Xia Xin had nothing to pay attention to now. Next, he allowed his divine power to further increase and wash away the world.