Reborn 80,000 Years

"The phantom of Fenshen Mountain? No...the phantom seems to be somewhat different from Fenshen Mountain?"

Yamado held his sword and said in a deep voice.

Floating around him were a group of celestial and divine generals who still retained their fighting power, but everyone could see that the battlefield at this moment had been completely turned around.

"How come I have never heard of Shura's true form that can breathe out divine power?"

Mi Doshi stared with big eyes, tossed his cloak angrily, and said that he would use magical powers on his own battle formation to give them more powerful power.

However, just as he was about to raise his hand, he was stopped by Yamado.

"Now let's deal with King Po Zhi first. I don't know what changes have happened to him, but if I guess correctly, he may have been favored by the will of Shura Tao. If you don't believe it, look at it..."

Yamado's meticulous observation made him worthy of being the oldest person in the Heavenly Formation. He could tell at a glance that Po Zhi was not in the so-called true form of Asura at this moment, but the original Asura that had completely transformed. posture.

Following the direction of Yamaduo's finger, everyone looked in confusion.

But at the next moment, he was shocked and speechless by the changes in the giant sword in Po Zhi's hand.

——The divine power continuously released by the Demon-Conquering Colossus, through the Vajra, could originally exert the effect of restraining all flesh and blood power, but what about now?

The strands of divine power disappeared without a trace in an instant after touching the ancient giant sword in Po Zhi's hand.

"Offset!"

Ling Niansheng exclaimed - Ling Niansheng and Mi Duoxi had been paddling in the water with an indifferent attitude since the war started, but the seriousness of the matter at this moment forced them to take it seriously.

"No! It was completely dissolved! Then this can only mean one thing -"

"King Pochi uses the power of the original Asura."

"!"

When this sentence came out of Sheranga's mouth, it meant a completely different meaning.

As a servant of the Holy Lord, Sheranga knew almost everything about the Asura world. If he said it was the power of the original Asura, then there was no other possibility.

Yamado let out a long breath, and gently brushed the beard on his chin with his right hand, seeming to be deep in thought.

But others were not so calm.

Especially as the core figure in breaking the barrier in this battle, Mi Doshi's own strength is simply not enough.

Without divine restraint, he might not even be able to defeat a golden elixir god skilled in combat in one-on-one combat.

Ling Niansheng on the side completely gave up the physical strength required for close combat - the previous mental attack that directly bombarded the two lines of defense of Wang Xuanjun was carried out under his leadership.

But now, everything has changed.

The King Po Zhi in front of them suddenly became their most feared enemy.

Once a person loses his confidence, no matter what he does, he will worry about gains and losses, and it is only a matter of time before he makes a big mistake.

Seeing the timidity of the two of them, Sheranga also knew that he could not continue like this.

He looked at Yamado beside him.

Then he nodded heavily.

"Mr. Yan, we can't wait any longer. Please ask for the Holy Order. Otherwise, if the leading troops in front are completely wiped out, and then we only rely on the Demonic Colossus, our chances of winning may not be high..."

Sheranga said urgently.

Yamado actually had this idea for a long time.

then--

——

Mi Tian on the battlefield was like a god of war. The phantom of the sacred mountain behind him just fell towards the heavenly soldiers in front of him. After a moment, the densely packed heavenly beings who were still standing were easily crushed by the weight of the sacred mountain.

One man is the barrier, and no one can open it. Mi Tian controls the bloodline power of the legendary giant who can mend the sky, and the sacred mountain behind it is the earliest sacred stone that the Asuras used to fill the path of heaven and humanity and the path of Shura.

Of course, it also contains the powerful power of original Asura.

With the two commanders in charge, Wang Xuan's troops swarmed forward and pushed the front line forward for dozens of miles.

Just when everyone was feeling excited, suddenly the world suddenly changed——

Although Po Zhi was able to restrain the power of the Demon-Conquering Colossus at the moment, he had made an agreement with Yang Chen and others before and knew that fighting alone was definitely not the best option.

But the other party's actions at this moment made him a little confused.

"What is this doing?"

He saw with his own eyes that the old man who had been firmly in the rear took out a pure white token from his arms.

The moment he took out the token, the vortex in the sky became more violent.

Zidian rushed away, the wind and clouds stirred - the token actually erupted with unimaginable pressure in an instant, exerting an unparalleled spiritual impact on the entire Shura clan on the battlefield.

Alanda and Mitian, who were inevitably affected, vomited blood on the spot and fell on their backs.

"This! What kind of power is this?"

Mi Tian looked at the positions of the several divine generals in shock, wondering what was going on.

Only the indifferent god generals knew how much they paid to sacrifice this token——

"Shelanga, you and I should bear the primary responsibility for this battle. There are only two chances to use the Holy Order——"

Yamado said in a deep voice, seeming to be in a very bad mood.

"Well, no matter what happens in this battle, the Holy Order can only be used at the last moment."

"However, this time, they won't have another chance to make a comeback!"

Sheranga gritted his teeth and put on a slightly crazy smile on his face.

"In heaven and on earth, the Holy Lord reigns supreme!"

"Please the Holy Lord give me soldiers and generals! Help us annihilate the enemy in one fell swoop!"

Sheranga opened his mind, spread his arms, and called in the direction of the sky.

That day, he answered his call. After the thunder, there was an unimaginable torrential downpour - but this downpour was not rain, but one after another fearless heavenly soldiers.

I thought that the clarion call for counterattack had been sounded, but Wang Xuanjun's fighting spirit had simply reached its peak.

But look now.

Compared with the densely packed heavenly soldiers that came to cover the sky and the sun, their less than ten thousand troops were simply a drop in the bucket.

Po Zhi did not expect that the other party could ignore the obstacles of the barrier and forcefully send reinforcements.

In desperation, he couldn't care less.

"hateful!"

"The Heaven-Destroying Sword! Destroy!"

Po Zhi swung the sword with one hand, but the other hand quickly passed over the sword.

The hundred-foot-tall body didn't feel sluggish at all when moving.

His left hand wiped the blade of the sword. The ancient sword, which seemed to be full of rust, was completely transformed at this moment.

The original power of Asura showed a noble purple-gold color and turned into silver snakes, dancing wildly around the sword body.

Directly destroying all divine powers that can be called obstacles.

The Demon-Conquering Colossus was forced back by this powerful force and had to passively resist with the vajra.

Po Zhi stabbed out with a sword, filled with overwhelming anger——

clang!

A deafening sound came out, but it made people feel so powerless.