Slaying God: Mingjie Agent, starting with Emperor Armor

Look down.

The 'compass' in his hand disappeared without any warning, but his left hand still maintained the posture of holding the compass.

But the palm of my hand is empty.

I could clearly feel the weight and touch of the compass just a second ago, but as soon as I looked up, it disappeared.

"who!"

Singh looked up warily and scanned the surroundings.

The snowfield was covered in white, and there was no trace left on the ground. The compass just disappeared out of thin air!

Singh started to panic!

"No!"

"impossible!"

Singer looked around frantically, his heavy breathing quickly condensed into white frost on his eyelashes, and strands of cold sweat seeped out of his forehead.

"who!"

Singer roared angrily, but the angry roar was soon drowned out by the boundless snowfield and did not cause any waves.

"Who's playing tricks? Come out now!"

That compass is a treasure of the Temple of Heaven. If it is lost, he will be in big trouble when he returns to the Temple of Heaven.

Without this compass, trying to find Kunlun Ruins by one's own ability would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

If the mission is not completed...

The compass was also lost inexplicably...

Singh shuddered suddenly, and the consequences of the punishment at the Temple of Heaven emerged in his mind.

Spicy balls!

The snow is getting heavier.

Singh's heart grew increasingly cold, and he frantically looked around for the compass, but found nothing.

"Is this what you're looking for?"

Amidst the heavy snow and wind, a cold male voice suddenly came.

Singer was startled and subconsciously looked in the direction where the sound came from.

There, a young man in a black windbreaker was watching his performance quietly, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

However, Singh didn't care about these things. His attention was completely attracted by the compass in Su Chen's hand.

The compass that disappeared inexplicably was actually in his hands!

"Asshole! Give it back to me!"

Su Chen put away the compass as if no one was around.

next second.

Before Singh could react, the figure in front of him disappeared like a dream.

Just when Singh was looking for the other party.

next second.

He flew backwards and rolled several times on the snow before he was able to stabilize his body.

He staggered to his feet, the burning pain on his cheek sobered him up a lot, and at the same time, anger surged up.

"Asshole, I will make you die horribly!"

While talking.

Strands of black air emerged from Singer's body and condensed into eight thick arms behind him, making him look much stronger.

Eight-armed Shura!

The demon god Asura is naturally irritable and aggressive. As the opponent's agent, he has more or less picked up some of his temper.

Su Chen raised his hand, grasped the air, and golden light appeared in his palm.

The expression on Singh's face suddenly froze.

The huge body uncontrollably lifted off the ground, its hands desperately scratching its neck, and the other six hands waving wildly in the air.

"you……"

Just uttered a word.

Singer felt the force on his neck increase sharply, as if his throat would be crushed in the next second.

"Cough cough cough..."

Su Chen stood not far away, his left hand still maintaining its original position, and the mockery in his eyes became even more intense.

"I wish your strength was as strong as your tone."

Singh struggled hard, kicking his legs weakly in the air.

Good news: The demon god Asura fights on earth. In terms of physical strength alone, few gods can be his opponents.

The bad news: You can't leave your feet off the ground.

Besides, Singh is just a human who inherited the Ashura Ruins.

Now, he is like a lamb to be slaughtered.

As Su Chen's palm slowly tightened, the force exerted on Singer's neck increased exponentially.

Snap-!

A crisp sound of bone breaking was heard.

Singer's pupils suddenly contracted, and his head lost its support and tilted at a strange angle.

All struggles came to an abrupt end at this moment.

Singer's body gradually shrank, and the six arms that had just appeared turned into powder and disappeared in mid-air.