Reborn 80,000 Years Chapter 2008: The Battle of Divine Mountain

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On the other side, when Yang Chen, Pozhi, and Lie Jinyan were still near the Jingling Mountain area, everyone in the Bluestone Ancient Temple finally ushered in the worst news.

"The king! It's not good! The Killing Star Sword King Pavilion has fallen, and the emptiness has already been attacked by the heavens!"

"So fast!"

Outside the hall, a strong bone human race suddenly stumbled into the hall.

He was very fast, but very unstable. As soon as he entered the temple, he directly slammed into the thick pillar and then crashed to the ground.

Someone reacted and hurried forward to investigate the situation, only to hear the strong bone human race shouting such a sentence, and immediately lost consciousness.

"This! Has the Wang Xuanjun of the Killing Star Sword King Pavilion been completely wiped out?"

Viratian said in astonishment.

Before anyone could respond, Li Luoqian frowned and said:

"Impossible? The strength of Wang Xuanjun is well known. It is already the most elite army that our Shura clan can build. Even if there are tens of thousands of heavenly people, relying on Wang Xuanjun's strength to be ten, it is enough to delay a period of time. ——"

"Wang!"

"He still has a letter!"

Suddenly someone yelled at Luo Qiantuo.

This immediately caught his attention.

"Bring it!"

She Luoqian stepped out and jumped to the side of the strong bone human race with one step.

Bone people are born as skeletons, but there is still a complete soul condensed on the body.

So no matter when, they are extremely good shield soldiers.

As long as there is no strong mental impact, they can withstand almost all physical attacks.

But now, the spirit of this strong bone human race can be almost shattered, and the situation is about to fall apart, even She Luo Qiantuo dare not neglect.

He flicked his finger, and a burst of blood shot from between his fingers.

Then it turned into an extremely thin thread, the red thread seemed to have gained life in front of everyone, and it quickly twisted towards the bone man.

In the blink of an eye, he wrapped his body around it.

"The letter is submitted, I have saved his soul, go to the patriarch of their bone human race, and leave it to him to repair the soul!"

The Shura clan, who was staring blankly at the foreground, heard the instructions from Sheluo Qiantuo, and finally moved.

A letter completely sealed by aura was presented by him.

She Luoqian swept away the spiritual thoughts on the paper, and quickly scanned the surface of the paper.

Under everyone’s attention, Lai Luoqian has gradually changed from anxious to shock and even doubts——

"How is this possible?"

"Wang! What happened! What happened to Wang Xuanjun?"

Pi Luotian also leaned in anxiously, wanting to ask Sheluoqian what exactly was written in the letter.

But I only heard She Luoqian muttering:

"Ten generals?"

"Is this just the vanguard army of heaven and man?"

——

And just one day ago, Killing Star Sword King Pavilion.

Because the Killing Star Sword King Pavilion is located in the land of nothingness, it is common for Asuras to enter the land of nothingness without authorization, most of them are dead or not.

Even the strong ones of the Shura clan cannot live long in this region that is not covered by the will of the Shura Dao.

But the special nature of the Killing Star Sword King Pavilion is naturally needless to say. As the only place, the hollow area that can communicate between the Heavenly Human Dao and the Shura Dao, since the Shura **** battle 80,000 years ago, there has been a Shura clan here. The strong are stationed in turns.

The purpose of course is to repair the barrier above the two communication channels.

But there is no way for the strong of the Shura clan to always be stationed in the Killing Star Sword King Pavilion.

After all, the stronger the strength, the greater the responsibility. All races in the Shura realm need their own strong people to be stationed in the clan, and people will naturally feel resentment over time.

Wang Xuanjun is an army born under such circumstances.

They are all made up of veterans of the Shura blood war. They take turns in five years. The permanent army is selected from various races, but they swore allegiance to the four thrones, so there will be no inter-ethnic groups. Disputes of grievances.

Wang Xuanjun consists of four teams with a total of about 3,000 people.

Five years are a cycle, and twenty years is a cycle.

They have guarded the Killing Star Sword King Pavilion for tens of thousands of years.

After all, the Shura Realm is as large as an entire continent, and three thousand people are definitely unable to take care of every corner of the void.

Not to mention, just a few days ago, such a major event happened in the Shura realm-King Rahu was killed directly by the celestial powerhouse who broke into the lower realm when he passed through the void. The biggest and worst scandal in history , Wang Xuanjun simply lost face.

But the death of the king has already made Luo Qiantuo and others busy.

Wang Xuanjun was therefore not given instructions on the next step.

But the army is the army after all. After the **** battle, the killing mind passed down from generation to generation by ancestors, Wang Xuanjun is definitely the best in the entire Shura world.

They are the group of people who can best embody the will of the Asuras among all the Asura tribes today.

Driven by the angry flames and monstrous fighting spirit, an uncertain decision finally led to the birth of the biggest turning point since the opening of this Shura blood battle.

The Battle of Divine Mountain——

The four commanders of Wang Xuanjun plan together to make a dangerous move.

It was staged without the knowledge of She Luo Qiantuo and others.

……

"Ghost, the barrier is loosened to this degree, is it enough?"

"I don't know, but I remember that when we repaired the enchantment, the dilapidated passage was exactly what it is today."

In front of a concealed cliff that is large enough to overlook the whole view of the Killing Star Sword King Pavilion, two strong males with naked torso and sacred beasts all over their bodies are watching the movement in the distance with scorching eyes.

The huge whirlpool in the sky, a black sun, is hovering near a huge hole.

The fiery red sky of the Shura world is completely absent here.

There is only one hollow, as if it has absorbed all the light, and even a sorrowful whine continues.

The strong wind blew their bodies, but the two of them remained motionless.

Because this action, or premeditated ambush, will be an important decision for their Wang Xuanjun to turn around.

"Guinian commander, Xingwu commander! The bones and irons of the Bone Human Race!"

A heavily armed Shura soldier kneeled on one knee respectfully, conveying military sentiments.

"Bone people? Aren't they the first line of defense north of Liangjie Mountain? What's the matter at this time?"

The scarlet ghost called Gui Nian has anger in his tone.

Wang Xuanjun takes the command of the kings as the first priority, but if the kings are not there, the four commanders will be fully responsible for all matters of the army-even if they are marching toward the heaven and human world.

Soldiers who don't obey orders are what they hate most as commanders.

This is the memory and habit engraved in the bones and blood of this group of Shura who have experienced **** battles.

No one can break it.

"Bring him here, if it is not urgent, he knows how he should be punished."

Guinian ordered.

I looked at the void in the sky again.

Somehow, he always had a chill on his back.