Chapter 2043 It's better to die than to live!

Shafa has too many doubts.

Every doubt is like a sharp knife, which makes Shafa can't figure out why no matter how he thinks about it.

Even when Moda came out of his mind to deceive the ancestor, Shafa hit a thrill.

Then he hurriedly denied himself.

The ancestor can't be cheated.

The ancestors are omnipotent.

It's just that I feel the breath of Moda's manifestation, and Moda's contempt for everything in control. Shafa's insistence on this belief in his heart has been shaken.

"Mo...Moda, you, congratulations. It seems that Shura Hell doesn't need our help anymore. We hope we can leave now. I believe that my blood shadow ancestor will be very happy to hear that Shura Hell has changed like this." Shafa forced himself to calm down and not to mess up. Then, he carried out his ancestors out, hoping that the Moda would have some concerns to save his life.

"Ha ha, should I thank Commander Shafa for his congratulations to me? It's a pity... I can't do it." Moda's face turned gloomy.

"What do you mean?" Shafa also pulled up his face. Speaking of which, the comprehensive strength of the Blood Shadow Sect is not as strong as that of the ten Shura Hell. As a commander, Shafa is not a top figure, but the self-confidence derived from the Blood Shadow Sect can even be said to be arrogant, which has penetrated into the bones.

Besides, Shafa also knows that the more you are at such a moment, the more soft you are. Maybe the result will always go in the direction you don't want. Only when you show your tough side can you really win the opportunity.

"What do you mean, hahaha... I respect the blood shadow ancestor very much, because he is strong enough, and I also respect the blood shadow religion, because because of your efforts again and again, this allows us to have opportunities for Shura hell again and again. No matter who uses whom, it doesn't matter. The important thing is that we are There is no firm ally under the agreement... I have always believed in this.

"However, I can't tolerate your blood shadow religion's idea on us sleeping ancestors. You are a provocation to Shura hell and contempt for us..."

Moda's face was gloomy, and he did not hide his murder at all.

And Moda's side is like this. Those Shura controlled by Moda also all show their own killing. Such a killing is simply unnatural... Shafa can't stand it. As for those middle-quality heavenly-level blood shadow people around Shafa, they have long collapsed under this killing and knelt on the ground, as if they had After losing the ability to resist.

A smile appeared on the corners of Moda's mouth.

Look, look, this is strength, this is the overriding strength. In this world, there is no real strength. Strength is the foundation of everything. With strength, you have everything.

"You... don't spray people with blood." Shafa tried to control himself and prevent himself from collapsing. Shafa still kept a little hope.

"You're still stubborn, you... tell me, come to help us with Shura hell, do you want to control our sleeping Shura in your hands?" Moda's face was cold. As soon as he stretched out his hand, a blood shadow man was sucked over out of thin air and was directly pinched by Moda's neck.

Although Shura is not good at magic, Moda is an exception. His special soul gives Moda the same means as monks. It can be said that Moda is the most special and alternative existence in the history of Shura hell.

"I..." The blood shadow man was pinched, and there was no blood on his face. The fear of death made him stab, and he didn't know whether to say it or not.

"Die." But with such a little hesitation, Moda had broken his neck, stretched out his hand, grabbed the source of his blood, and then crushed it without hesitation.

Moving the head is not a real death for the blood shadow man. The blood source is the foundation of the blood shadow man. Obviously, Moda knows the blood shadow man very well and knows how to really kill a blood shadow man.

"You... tell me the answer to my question just now." Moda stretched out his hand again and directly grabbed another blood shadow man in his hand.

"Moda, you dare, you dare to kill the people of my Blood Shadow Sect, aren't you afraid of the revenge of our Blood Shadow Sect? It's not too late to do it now." Shafa roared. He said.

Shafa is not angry because of the dead, but angry and frightened because of the answer to the next question...

In case, if anyone says it, it will be a big trouble. Shafa will never have any hope of living.

"You should die, too." The captured blood shadow man heard Shafa's words and was pinched to death by Moda before he could speak.

"Delay time and don't answer my question in the first place." Moda muttered as if explaining.

Then, another hand was stretched out, and another blood shadow man was caught in his hand.

"You are great blood shadow people. You can die, but you can't be humiliated." Shafa roared at this time.

"I don't want to die..." The captured blood shadow man was obviously not affected by Shafa's words. His nostalgia for life made him overcome the so-called loyalty to the blood shadow religion.

Unfortunately, he also died and was pinched to death by Moda.

"You just need to answer my question. I don't want to hear any nonsense." Moda explained again.

Then, another blood shadow man was caught.

A lesson from the front.

Therefore, the blood shadow man did not hesitate at all, but said directly, "Yes, yes, we came to control the sleeping Shura. This is the order given to us by the ancestor."

"Well, well, you can live." Moda was very satisfied with the words of the blood shadow man, let go of the blood shadow man, and then caught another blood shadow man...

"Yes, we want to control those sleeping Shura."

"You can also live."

"Yes..."

"Alive."

......

Moda took the trouble to hold the Blood Shadow Man in his hand one by one, and one got the same answer one by one.

Shafa's face is now like dead ashes... without any color.

Shafa knew that he was finished.

It's completely over...

"Commander Shafa, I think you should know more in more detail than these people. Can you tell me a more detailed answer now?" Moda looked at Shafa and said with a smile.

"No comment, Moda, you kill me. The Blood Shadow Sect won't let you go. You wait." Shafa's heart was horizontal. Shafa already knew that whether he said it or not, it was actually meaningless. In the end, he died. Then, it's better to choose such a way. At least the blood shadow religion will remember himself in the future, and the ancestors will remember himself.

"Okay, backbone, these people, Gorda, you kill them all. As for Shafa, take him to our real Shura hell and let him really understand what Shura hell is." Moda smiled gloomily and immediately said.

Do you have backbone? It's good. It's good to have backbone, but will I kill you so easily? Wrong... I'll let you understand that sometimes, dying is really much more comfortable than living.

"Yes." Someone agreed immediately.

Gorda, who was named by Moda, excitedly pulled the blood shadow people away, and didn't care about the 'protest' of these blood shadow people.

"Hey hey... If you have committed such a crime, do you still want to survive? Adults give you a pleasure. It's already very worthy of you, and you are still not satisfied. Do you also want to go for a walk in our real Shura hell?" Gorda laughed ahe.

Gorda, this is the most talented Shura selected by Moda among many subordinate Tianzun, and the way for Shura's promotion is the amount of killing. Therefore, Moda's current arrangement can be regarded as a wholehearted cultivation of Gorda.

On the west side of Shura Hell, there is an abyss. For Shura of Shura Hell, this is the real Shura Hell, which is infinite horror and unpredictable danger... Among them, it is the greatest punishment for a person.

In the past, when Shura hell punished Shura, for some heinous Shura, they took this way. They could always hear the painful roar of the other party for a hundred years, which would completely lose their voice...

"See? This is your destination. Enjoy it in it." When he came to the abyss, Moda squeezed Shafa's neck and said with a smile.

"Moda, you don't have to die." Shafa knew that his fate could not be changed. Even if he begged for mercy now, it was too late, so Shafa was still very hard now.

"Hahaha, no matter what the ending of my Moda will be, at least this is what you end up with now. Go down and enjoy it." Moda laughed and suddenly let go. Shafa, who had blocked everything, was thrown down.

Then, Moda heard the roar of pain from the abyss...

"Listen, you listen. What a beautiful voice. I don't want anyone to be thrown here by me. What do you think?" Moda said with a smile, and closed his eyes slightly, with a very pleasant expression, but what he said made people feel cold...

Moda returned to the base camp and then gathered all the people.

100,000 sub-quality Tianzun's Shura.

50,000 Zhongpin Tianzun's Shura.

Three thousand superior Tianzun's Shura.

The seven heavenly masters are perfect Shura.

This is the power under the leadership of Moda.

Moda is very satisfied with everything now...Moda is very confident, has such power, and is such a united Shura that has never been seen before. Moda is confident that it can crush those upcoming human monks outside.

Then...

Moda's eyes became sharp.

Then wave the army to the empty sea.

Moda will never forget his brother's hatred and will never forget it.

"Brother, my brother is about to avenge you. You wait, I will let your enemies accompany you on the road. You wait..." Moda shouted in his heart and cried in his heart at the same time...

Moda, like a hero, actually has a soft side in the heart,