Reborn 80,000 Years

On the other side, while Yang Chen, Po Zhi and Lie Jinhuang were still near the Jinling Mountain area, everyone in the Bluestone Ancient Palace finally received the greatest bad news.

"King! It's not good! The King's Pavilion of the Killing Star Sword has been lost, and heavenly beings are attacking the land of nothingness!"

"So fast!"

Outside the main hall, a strong man from the Skeleton Race suddenly stumbled into the hall.

He was extremely fast, but very unstable. As soon as he entered the palace, he hit a thick pillar and fell to the ground.

Someone reacted and hurried forward to investigate the situation, but only heard the strong man from the bone race yelling this, and then immediately lost consciousness.

"This! Has the King's Selected Army in the Killing Star Sword King's Pavilion been completely wiped out?"

Viratian said in shock.

Before anyone could respond, Jiluo Qiantuo frowned and said:

"Isn't it possible? The strength of Wang Xuan's army is well known. It is already the most elite army that our Shura clan can form. Even if there are tens of thousands of heavenly beings, relying on Wang Xuan's army to be as strong as ten, it is enough to delay for a period of time - "

"king!"

"He still has letters on him!"

Suddenly someone shouted at Qiluo Qituo.

This immediately caught his attention.

"Bring it!"

Jiluo Qiantuo stepped out and jumped to the side of the strong man from the Skeleton Race.

The Skeleton Race is born as a skeleton, but still has a complete soul condensed in the body.

Therefore, they are extremely excellent shield soldiers at any time.

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

But now, the spirit of this strong man from the Bone Human race can be almost shattered, and even Luo Qiantuo doesn't dare to neglect it when he sees the situation that is about to collapse.

He flicked his fingers, and a stream of blood energy shot out from his fingers.

Then it turned into extremely fine threads. The red threads seemed to have gained life in front of everyone's eyes, and they quickly wound towards the skeletal man.

In the blink of an eye, his body was wrapped around him.

"The letter is here. I have saved his soul. I will go to the leader of their Skeleton Race and leave it to him to repair the soul!"

The Shura tribesman who was staring blankly at the scene in front of him finally took action after hearing Jiluo Qiantuo's instructions.

A letter completely sealed by spiritual energy was presented to him.

Jiluo Qian Tuo wiped away the thoughts on the paper and quickly scanned the paper with his eyes.

Under everyone's attention, Qiluo Qiantuo's original anxiety slowly turned into shock, and even doubts——

"How can this be?"

"King! What happened! How is Wang Xuanjun?"

Viratian also anxiously leaned over from the side and wanted to ask what exactly was written in the letter of Qiluo Qiantuo.

But all I heard was Qiluo Qituo murmuring:

"Ten divine generals?"

"Is this just the vanguard army of heavenly beings?"

——

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

Because the Killing Star Sword King Pavilion is located in the land of nothingness, ordinary Asuras who enter the land of nothingness without authorization are mostly dead but not alive.

Even the strong men of the Shura clan cannot live long in this area that is not enveloped by the will of the Shura Tao.

But the special nature of the Killing Star Sword King Pavilion naturally goes without saying. As the only empty area that can communicate with the path of heaven and humanity and the path of Shura, since the bloody battle of Shura 80,000 years ago, there have been strong men from the Shura clan taking turns here. Stationed.

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

But there is no way for the strong men 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. Each clan in the Shura world needs their own strong men to station in the clan. Over time, some people will naturally feel resentment.

Wang Xuanjun was an army born under such circumstances.

They are all composed of meritorious veterans of the bloody battle of Shura. They rotate every five years. The permanent troops are selected from all races, but they have sworn allegiance to the four thrones, so there will be no grievances and disputes between the various races. .

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

It alternates every five years, and twenty years is a cycle.

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

But after all - the Shura world is as huge 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 big event happened in the Shura world - King Rahu was directly killed by a powerful celestial being who broke into the lower realm when he was passing through the land of nothingness. The biggest and most bad scandal in history was simply shocking. Wang Xuanjun lost face.

But Wang's death has already made Luo Qiantuo and others very busy.

Wang Xuanjun therefore did not receive further instructions.

But an army is an army after all. After the bloody battle, with the killing intent passed down from generation to generation, Wang Xuanjun is definitely the best in the entire Shura world.

They are the group of people who can best embody the will of Shura Dao among all the Shura tribe today.

Driven by the flames of anger and overwhelming fighting spirit, a decision with an uncertain future finally led to the birth of the biggest turning point since the bloody battle of Shura.

The Battle of Fenshenshan——

The four kings selected the commanders of the army and planned it together to make a dangerous move.

It was staged without the knowledge of Jiluo Qituo and others.

…

"Gui Nian, is it enough if the barrier is loosened to this extent?"

"I don't know, but I remember that when we repaired the barrier, the dilapidated passage looked like this now."

In front of a cliff that is hidden but can overlook the whole view of the Killing Star Sword King Pavilion, two strong men with naked upper bodies and covered with ferocious animal patterns are staring at the movement in the distance with burning eyes.

In the huge vortex in the sky, there is a black sun, hovering near a huge hollow.

The fiery red sky of the Shura Realm is completely missing here.

There was only a hole, which seemed to absorb all the light, and even screams of grief continued to come out.

The strong wind blew against their bodies, but they remained motionless.

Because this action, or a premeditated ambush, will be an important decision on whether their Wang Xuanjun can turn around.

"The Commander-in-Chief of Gui Nian, the Commander-in-Chief of Xingwu! Bone Iron from the Bone Human Clan asks for an audience!"

A heavily armed Shura soldier knelt on one knee respectfully and conveyed the military message.

"The Bone Human Tribe? Aren't they the first line of defense north of Two Realms Mountain? What's the matter with you here at this time?"

There was anger in the tone of the red ghost man called Gui Nian.

When the king selects the army, the priority is to execute the orders of the kings, but if the kings are absent, the four commanders will be fully responsible for all affairs of the army - even marching towards the world of heaven and humanity.

Soldiers who disobey orders are what they hate most as generals.

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

No one is allowed to break.

"Bring him here. If it's not an emergency, he knows how he should be punished."

Gui Nian ordered.

While looking at the hole in the sky again.

Somehow, he always had a chill running down his spine.