The Whole Country Follows Me Into the World of Gods and Demons Chapter 241

However, the strengthening of Shura Hell is arbitrary, according to oneself, as natural as one's own sense of smell and vision. When it is opened, it will only have the comfort of a bubble bath, and there will be no pain of forced strengthening.

Therefore, compared to the core energy of Atlantis, Lu Yu is actually more willing to fight with Shura Hell.

When the white-boned monks saw the Asura Hell bursting out of Lu Yu's body, their expressions turned into anger, as if they saw something they didn't want to accept.

"Why do you have... that traitor's Shura Hell?"

A white-boned monk stretched out his fingers to Lu Yu, opened his jaw tremblingly, and used the sound of bones rubbing to form a language: "Could it be that the traitor... Really intends to abandon our subordinates?"

Standing in the Asura Hell, Lu Yu held the Asura sword in front of him, and asked coldly, "Subordinates? If you were still Ashura's subordinates, how could you call him a traitor, and how could you see this sword and not kneel?"

The white-boned monks have no eyes, but there is a sadness in their pale eye sockets. They looked at their white-boned palms and said silently: "What can we do? After he left the Buddha God's Domain, the majesty of Di Shitian was incomparable. Humans can challenge, even the Golden Dragon Clan, one of the Five Great Dragon Clan, has all surrendered to the feet of Emperor Shitian."

"We are just ordinary members, and we have no qualifications and no ability to challenge Emperor Shitian. What's wrong with us? If we investigate the fault, it is also Ashura's fault."

"He was wrong, he was blinded by emotions, he couldn't see the subordinates who had been loyal to him for thousands of years, he couldn't see the figure of the thousands of members of the Shura Temple begging him not to betray the Buddha's realm, and he couldn't see the emperor. God's determination to kill the rebels."

The white-boned monks suddenly knelt down slowly towards Asura, raised their hands above their heads, and said reverently: "This is our last salute, come on, let's die by the sword of Asura, don't let us carry the quilt The sorrow of the resurrection."

"We are all dead bones that have long been worn away by time, and we are not qualified to wield a slaughtering knife at our former Heavenly Emperor, let alone charge for the Emperor Shitian."

Lu Yu slowly raised the Asura's sword, **** fighting aura appeared all over his body, and then the wolf god's blood armor emerged from his body, covering him tightly.

"coming!"

In the depths of Lu Yu's eyes, the fighting spirit was high. He stepped out and shattered the void. The blade from the human was finally born, and he turned into a streamer with him!

A blood wolf phantom rose into the sky, the blood wolf phantom wrapped the blade's streamer, wrapped the sprinting Lu Yu, and rushed towards the bone monks like a meteor that shattered the sky.

At that moment, the South Asian theater received a frantic situation report.

Deep in the military headquarters of the South Asia Theater, in the huge information headquarters, all the information officers listened to the crazy voices on the radio, and all the expressions on their faces froze.

"This is number one!"

"This is number two!"

"This is number three!"

"here is……"

"I saw……"

"I found it……"

"Someone showed up..."

"that person……"

"That person is..."

All the information officers froze in place. They held the microphone tightly by their ears. They couldn't understand why all the pilots of the fighter group were so nervous. Gradually, they also became nervous, inexplicably looking forward to the voice over there.

But with the voice over there, everyone seemed to fall into a shocked silence. They didn't answer for a long time. The messengers couldn't help but ask, "What did you see, what did you find, talk, what happened?"

The messengers were inexplicably nervous, but on the other end of the radio, all the pilots stared at the blood wolf phantom in the distance, dumbfounded at the man figure in the blood wolf phantom on the fighter screen.

The flight captain swallowed, picked up the communicator tremblingly, and slowly spit out four words.

"Admiral... Lu Yu."

In the Information Department of the South Asia Theater, all the information officers frowned and asked inexplicably, "What is General Lu Yu, what are you talking about?"

After the end of the world, Kyushu expanded various departments of the military on a large scale, and absorbed many new members, especially the information department. Many people in the information department of the South Asia Theater are now new members.

"Speak, what are you talking about?"

As if struck by lightning, an old messenger suddenly pulled away the other messengers, stuck his head on the radio, picked up the communicator tremblingly, and asked, "You just said... Lu Yu? Which general Lu Yu?"

All the pilots of the fighter group suddenly picked up the radio communication device and shouted like crazy: "It's Admiral Lu Yu, it's Lu Yu, the national soldier in the Hall of Valor!"

"Admiral Invincible in Kyushu, the strongest general, General Lu Yu who once led us in Kyushu to prepare for the battle against gods and demons!"

"I see, that is General Lu Yu, he is still alive, he is not dead, he is not dead!"

"Admiral Lu Yu is not dead... woo... he is not dead!"

"Alive... Admiral Lu Yu is still alive..."

The old messenger sat on his knees on the ground ~www.mtlnovel.com~ holding the radio communicator tightly in his hands, dumbfoundedly listening to the crazy voice on the other end of the radio, his eyes unknowingly gushing out old tears.

"Admiral Lu Yu..." the old informant muttered to himself: "Is it Admiral Lu Yu, is it really Admiral Lu Yu, is he still alive, Admiral Lu Yu is still alive... still alive... still alive... still alive..."

The other new messengers looked at the old messenger in amazement. What's wrong?"

"Admiral Lu Yu is still alive... Admiral Lu Yu is still alive... He is still alive... He is still alive..." The old messenger lost his eyes and knelt on the ground and muttered to himself.

The new information officer asked again hesitantly, "Senior, General Lu Yu... Who is he?"

Ordinary people didn't have much impression of Lu Yu in the past Kyushu National War, so today, nearly a year later, they are all puzzled.

People who haven't experienced that period can't understand the thoughts and beliefs of the elderly in the army.

"Old senior? Old senior?" The new informant stretched out his hand and waved his hand in front of the old one.

The old messenger suddenly stood up, his eyes were still lost, and he ran to the outside in a daze, without the mature and steady in the past.

"This..." The new information officers stood there, bewildered.

The old information officer staggered outside, slammed into the gate of the theater headquarters, and looked at the room of high-ranking generals with a sweaty face and flushed face.

This room is filled with high-level officials of the South Asia Theater, and everyone is full of meritorious deeds. One of the major generals frowned and said, "Guards, where are the guards? How can people break into the headquarters casually?"

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