Chapter 61 The Time Has Come, the Death of the Golden Bed (Please Read It Later)

Shua!

As the sound continued to echo, the eyes of the gods and immortals all turned and fell on Surya.

Some of them were surprised, some were confused, and some were curious, with different expressions.

Surya was confused and stunned.

Why call him now? What help can he provide in the past?

But under the gaze of the gods, he still pretended to be calm, straightened his chest, raised his right hand horizontally, holding a golden robe, looking majestic.

"Surya!"

"The blessing of the golden bed is not to die in the daytime, not to die in the night, not to die indoors or outdoors, not to die in the hands of humans, gods, demons, and other spirits."

"I need you now!"

The voice of Brahma spoke.

Hearing this, the gods' eyes condensed, and now is the time to need Surya.

They put their hands together and praised one after another.

"Praise to the sun god Surya!"

"Praise to Surya! Praise the sun!"

...

Hearing this, Surya raised his eyebrows, and the golden light emanating from his body became even more dazzling, dazzling and dazzling, illuminating the gods in all directions and turning their heads quickly.

He laughed.

"Okay!"

"Let me bring the sunset to the last moment of the golden bed!"

The sun god Surya raised his head and smiled, spreading his hands and said slowly.

The next moment, he stood sideways and called out.

"Aruno!"

Snap!

The reins fluttered, the horses galloped, and the god of dawn [Aruno] drove the sun god chariot, galloping with hot light.

Surya jumped up, jumped on the chariot and rushed into the sky.

Swish!

He urged the divine horse to fly into the heaven at the fastest speed.

The dawn came.

At this time, the god of dawn [Aruno] suddenly turned his head and looked at his main god Surya.

"You just said you want to drive us to the sunset. Should we continue running?"

Aruno asked.

Surya frowned and turned his eyes slightly.

If we continue to run to the sunset, it will take too long and it will be too dangerous if something unexpected happens. Let's stay here.

"No need!"

"The dawn of our gods is the sunset of the golden bed. This moment is enough."

Surya, the sun god, laughed.

Aruno suddenly realized and quickly tightened the reins, and the sun god's chariot stopped.

Shua!

In an instant, a trace of dawn light shone from the distant sky.

The time has come!

In the palace of heaven, Indra glanced around and saw that the surroundings were in ruins, without even a door.

"Hahaha!"

"You can't kill me. Even if it's dawn now, I won't die indoors or outdoors, hehe!"

The golden bed gritted his teeth and squeezed out a series of sneers from his teeth.

His legs trembled, and he stood up again by carrying the big feet of the human lion Narasimha.

"Is it your turn to speak now?"

"Lie down!"

Indra waved his hand, and the golden armor reappeared, shooting out a blue-green poisonous light, which fell on the golden bed.

Ah!

The golden bed widened its eyes, screamed in pain, and was pressed down again.

"No way!"

"The door is so easy to build, he doesn't really think there is no way, does he?"

Indra chuckled and shook his body.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Golden light emerged, and weapons flew out of his body one by one, and were put together in an instant.

The nails of [Dry Thunder] and [Wet Thunder] were the door frames on both sides, [Vajra] was the threshold, and [Indra's Bow] emitted colorful light and was placed on the top of the door.

In the blink of an eye, a divine weapon door emitting divine light was built here.

The human lion [Narasingha] looked at the divine weapon door, his eyes flashed, and he nodded slightly with satisfaction.

The Emperor of Heaven is indeed wise!

The door does not belong to indoors or outdoors!

The figure of the human lion [Narasingha] shrank instantly and returned to its original shape.

Huh! Huh! Huh!

Jinchuang knelt on one knee, supported the ground with both hands, sweating and panting.

Although he was immortal, his power was not infinite after all. After repeated resistance, he was exhausted and exhausted.

At this time, Jinchuang suddenly felt a loosening on his back.

He looked up suddenly.

[Narasingha]'s lion hair danced wildly, fangs flashed, and a pair of animal eyes exuded a bloodthirsty breath.

He moved his arms and suddenly grabbed Jinchuang, lifted him up high, and strode towards the door of the magic weapon.

"I am not a god, Asura, Yaksha, Rakshasa, or human!"

"It is dawn now, not day or night!"

Narasingha said, holding the golden bed, and walked to the door of the magic weapon.

Indra put the divine spear ‘Amaka’ on the ground, leaned on it, crossed his arms, and watched the scene with interest.

He suddenly had an idea.

He sensed his own ascetic power.

He had been sleeping for thousands of years, and with the ascetic power he had accumulated before, he should have nearly [two thousand years] of ascetic power. He only forged one more layer of golden sun god armor, and obtained the blessing of not being killed by weapons.

Logically, there are still about a thousand years of ascetic power left.

But now, according to the sensing, there are only six hundred years of ascetic power left.

Hmm? !

Indra blinked, his eyes were stern, sensing the direction of the ascetic power.

Soon, his sensing fell on this divine armor.

Specifically, it was the second layer of golden sun god armor!

“My second layer of divine armor consumed more than a thousand years of ascetic power?!”

“It’s 1,400 years of ascetic power!”

Indra had an idea.

In his perception, this second layer of divine armor with the blessing of not being hurt by weapons consumed nearly 1,400 years of his hard work.

"The higher the requirements for the blessing, the more hard work is consumed!"

"But it's okay!"

"There is still a lot of time in the future!"

As long as the Golden Bed Asura dies, the Asuras will definitely be leaderless and quiet for a while.

He also has more time to practice hard!

Indra smiled and was not worried.

Now that he has killed two Asura kings in a row, there shouldn't be any Asura king who is blind and runs out to make trouble, right?

No way? !

Indra smiled and shook his head, throwing this idea behind his mind, then turned his head and looked at the lion and the golden bed.

At this time, the golden bed had been lifted high by the lion, and it kept waving its arms and struggling, but it was useless.

"This is neither indoors nor outdoors!"

"It's the threshold!"

Nara Singha sat down suddenly on the threshold of the Divine Weapon Gate.

The next moment, the lion-man dragged the golden bed down and smashed it on his knees.

"This is neither the sky nor the ground."

"It's my knees!"

Narosinha said this, with his ten fingers spread wide, and suddenly showed his claws. The sharp claws reflected the bloodthirsty face of the lion-man.

At this moment, in the Brahma world.

All the gods' eyes were shining, holding their breath, looking forward to this scene, waiting for the lion-man to take action and kill the golden bed.

The lion-man's claws flashed and fell on the abdomen of the golden bed, cutting a bright red blood line.

The gods widened their eyes.

"Ahhhhh!"

But at this moment, the golden bed suddenly raised its head and roared.

Huh? !

Narosinha's bloodthirsty expression was slightly stunned, and he looked at the roaring golden bed with a puzzled look.

He just tore a wound.

Why is this guy roaring so painfully?

The next moment, the lion saw the strong body of the golden bed shaking, suddenly began to expand, and the blue light was diffused.

The roar of the golden bed stopped abruptly, and there was no breath anymore!

How did he die? !

Narasimha frowned, spread his hands, and looked at his claws.

Only to see the claws.

A blue color appeared.

Indra was slightly stunned.

He looked closely and saw that the face of the lion Narasimha suddenly turned blue, like a blue-faced lion.

"Could it be..."