Reborn 80,000 Years

"So that's it... Yang Chen, are you already a Da Luo Jinxian?"

Ling Yuyao said slightly surprised. Although she knew that Yang Chen's strength was more than what it seemed on the surface, being able to break through and become the Great Luo Jinxian would definitely be of great help to their current form.

"It's just a natural breakthrough, but my realm is not stable enough yet. When this battle is over, we will go find Lingyun together, and I will make arrangements then."

"Um!"

Ling Yuyao nodded heavily.

The scene around them kept changing. Seeing that the three of them were approaching the edge of the void, the oppressive atmosphere enveloped them again.

——

However, just when Yang Chen and others were about to arrive in the land of nothingness, the Shura front, which was about to collapse when it was originally oppressed by heavenly beings, finally changed completely because of the arrival of one person.

"Look! Then... isn't that the king? It's His Highness Po Zhi! Your Highness Po Zhi is here to save us!"

"It's the king! We...we have not given up! Brothers! Don't give up! Hold on!"

"Stay still! No one is allowed to take a step out of the barrier!"

Who else could that tall figure be except Po Zhi?

The morale that was on the verge of collapse due to the death of Xing Wu in the battle, just because of the appearance of Po Zhi, has directly bottomed out. For no reason, just because he is Po Zhi King——

A leader who is highly respected by the new generation of Shuras... Although Po Zhi has a bad temper, his bloody nature is the quality that makes the Wangxuan army willing to sacrifice their lives for him.

At this point, whether it is Qiluo Qituo, Rahu, or even Bhimazhitara, they have gradually been unable to habitually release their minds. On the contrary, young people like Po Zhi seem to be in the Shura world. Full of notoriety, he repeatedly provoked disputes, but in fact it aroused the fighting spirit in everyone's hearts.

Not to mention, Po Zhi is standing in front of them at this moment. Is there anything else that can convince everyone to continue fighting?

War roars came out from the pile of dead people, just like the embers that had burned countless times were still emitting their last heat in the pile of ashes.

"King Shura?"

"Are you King Pochi?"

Xumi originally thought that some secret weapon of the Shura clan was deployed. He had never heard of an Asura who could be as big as the Demon-Conquering Colossus.

Only when he accidentally heard the roars of the Asuras on the battlefield did he know the identity of the person in front of him.

King Po Zhi - to be precise, he should be the descendant of King Po Zhi who made him suffer many defeats back then.

The hatred that had lasted for tens of thousands of years suddenly emerged from the bottom of my heart at this moment. The heavenly being who was supposed to restrain his mind actually had a fighting spirit even more fierce than that of Asura at the same moment.

The fighting spirit condensed into substance and burst out from Na Xumi's body——

"Since you are that person's descendant, don't blame me for being cruel!"

"That Sumeru! Stop messing around!"

"That Xumi! You are the commander-in-chief, you can't take action in this battle!"

Sheranga took a step across and stood directly in front of Naxumi. He came this time to distract from the aftermath of the fall of the Holy Mountain, but he also took on the task of supervising Naxumi.

After all, Naxumi was known to be a superior, and if he was allowed to repeat the mistakes of Shura's bloody battle, it would be absolutely impossible for heavenly beings to accept it.

Li Li also warned sternly from the side, but it's a pity...

Naxumi's eyes were red and bloodshot, and he ignored the dissuasion of everyone around him.

Sheranga in front of him had a firm gaze, but Naxumi just snorted coldly.

He stamped his foot suddenly.

Suddenly, there was a sudden vibration around the Demon-Conquering Colossus.

Immediately afterwards, a repulsive force that even the gods and generals could not resist suddenly came from the Demon-Conquering Colossus.

Everyone was careless and was thrown into the air by the invisible force.

Sheranga finally managed to stabilize his body, but he was also furious.

"In that case——"

Sheranga was furious, the seals on his hands changed rapidly, and the divine power surged towards his hands.

"Saint-binding Immortal Seal! Supreme Holy Lord, please grant me magical power!"

Immediately afterwards, waves of fairy sounds came, and a shadow of a god appeared out of thin air in the sky above the extremely empty land of nothingness.

However, this move is not aimed at Asura——

The phantom of the god in white clothes couldn't even see his face clearly, but when he pointed it out, the laws of this world collapsed.

Yes, the collapse of the law means that life will not be able to exist.

Naxumi, who wanted to directly merge with the demon-conquering giant statue and fight to the death with King Po-Zhi, suddenly looked behind him in horror.

Soon he discovered the source of this power that terrified even him.

"She-lan-ga-!"

"You ruined my good deeds! I will definitely kill you this time!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

"Then Xumi, no matter what you say this time, the Holy Lord and I will not allow you to do this again. The Demon-Conquering Colossus cannot make any mistakes here. This time, just watch from behind..."

Na Xumi closed his eyes and said expressionlessly, not caring at all about Xumi's distorted face.

On the other side, Po Zhi looked at each other coldly and swung away the Vajra of the Demon-Conquering Colossus with a sword, which of course also directly saved Gui Nian.

Gui Nian sat on Po Zhi's huge palm with a blank look on his face, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

However, the turbulence in his heart was not deceptive. He knew that King Pozhi was coming, which meant that Wang Xuanjun would never die, and this battle would definitely be won.

The feeling of exhaustion came from the deepest part of the body.

Gui Nian stared at Po Zhi's determined eyes and only had time to utter one word:

"General...obey your orders..."

Afterwards, Gui Nian finally fell down heavily.

"Hmph, after this battle, I will punish you - now, just have a good rest."

Po Zhi slowly wrapped Gui Nian with the power of the original Asura, and gently pushed it behind him. Gui Nian flew back to the formation of Wang Xuanjun and was caught by a group of subordinates.

Po Zhi's every move at this moment was watched by everyone on the battlefield.

It seems that everyone is waiting for his next move——

But no one thought of it.

Po Zhi snorted coldly at first, and then declared in a strong voice:

"Today, since my mother-in-law has reached this point, I will not allow any heavenly being to cross this line!"

"Alanda! Mitian! If you can't hold this front, you can go and apologize to Xing Wu under Jiuyou!"

"Understood!"

"Since the king has said so, there is no need for us to be secretive. It is up to us to return Xingwu's share to these heavenly beings!"

Suddenly two unfamiliar voices appeared on the battlefield.

Immediately afterwards there was a loud shout of killing.

Sheranga frowned and looked at the flanks of Fenshen Mountain, where smoke and dust were billowing, and two black iron troops filled with fighting spirit and murderous intent were rushing toward the battlefield.

The two commanders of the Wangxuan Army, whose true identities suddenly appeared, finally arrived on the battlefield!