Reborn 80,000 Years

If the original Asura can perfectly restrain the existence of today's immortals, then the Heaven-Destroying Sword is a weapon that can maximize the power of the original Asura.

This weapon was born in the Yin Dynasty of Shura Dao and has been treasured in Jingling Mountain. It was not revealed to the world again until Po Zhi inherited the original bloodline and became the original king.

That's right, if Yang Chen, Lie Jinhuan and others were still here, they would definitely be able to feel the familiarity on the hilt of the sword in an instant - they all thought that the Jingling Mountain colossus would disappear after completing its inheritance mission. How could anyone in the world know that he had actually turned into the most powerful weapon in Po Zhi's hands long ago.

only--

"That's it! Everyone, there is no need to be secretive anymore!"

Unexpectedly, Sheranga just snorted coldly. He looked at the heavenly soldiers rushing toward the battlefield like a rainstorm of pear blossoms, with only indifference in his eyes.

Upon hearing this, all the remaining gods and generals, except Yamado, were awed.

But they responded quickly——

"Since Mr. Yan has already summoned the Holy Order, what's the difficulty for you and me to dedicate our thousands of years of divine power to this battle?"

Li Qiye chuckled lightly, his eyes full of amusement. He stared at the angry Po Zhi in the distance, the smile on his lips lingering.

"It's a pity that His Highness King Shura doesn't seem to understand what the holy order means."

"That's all, he will know what despair means later... Hey, Sheranga, it's time to let the Demon-Conquering Colossus stretch its muscles!"

Mi Doo Shi, who was scared to death by Po Zhi before, was thinking about her previous embarrassing state all the time. Now that she finally had the opportunity to regain her position, she was naturally fearless.

In fact, several divine generals with different postures, but without exception, all regrouped because of Sheranga's words.

the reason is simple--

Sheranga waved his hand and a dharma seal shot out. He was like a shining little sun in mid-air.

The holy order in his hand continued to emit a scorching light.

At the same time, the Demon-Conquering Colossus, which was forced to retreat steadily by Po Zhi's Heaven-Destroying Sword, suddenly became stunned and froze in place.

Of course Po Zhi will not let go of this excellent opportunity.

Seeing the right opportunity, the original power in his body suddenly exploded.

The snow-white long blade, which turned from simple to silvery, penetrated countless mountains in that moment. With a flash of lightning, the long sword cut through the restless atmosphere on the battlefield, and finally stayed in mid-air——

The Heaven-Destroying Sword finally broke through all the defenses and hit the Demon-Conquering Colossus. The long blade even penetrated directly through the body and broke out from the back of the Demon-Conquering Colossus.

However, Po Zhi was not as excited as he imagined... It wasn't just him.

He keenly noticed the pair of breathtaking eyes in mid-air.

"Something's wrong... The Heaven-Slaying Sword has penetrated the body, and the Demon-Conquering Colossus should have disintegrated quickly..."

Po Zhi was shocked and doubtful, and her body subconsciously stepped back.

Sure enough, in the next moment, Sheranga laughed in the wind and pressed down his fingers heavily from mid-air.

The great handprint of the void fell from the sky.

If Po Zhi had not reacted quickly and left the place in advance, the palm of nothingness that could dissolve almost everything would have caused unimaginable damage to him.

But even so, Po Zhi couldn't understand why the other party was able to find a way to counter the power of the original Asura in such a short period of time?

"Is that the token? They said it was the Holy Order...and what is the Holy Order?"

It's a pity that Po Zhi doesn't have that much time to think.

Because the Heaven-Destroying Sword was completely controlled by someone in the next moment——

"What?"

The child's eyes are about to burst.

The Heaven-Destroying Sword, which could only be controlled by himself, was actually held by the Demon-Conquering Colossus.

Buzz——

A flash of red light flashed.

It was a pair of eyes that were redder than blood.

After Sheranga recited an obscure mantra, the entire body of the demon-conquering colossus twisted out of thin air.

The bronze colossus, which originally looked very strong, bulged like a rubber ball the next moment.

Only a huge head was exposed, and the eyes staring at the enemy were still so intimidating.

Po Zhi's Heaven-Destroying Sword was tightly clamped by the transformed body of the Demon-Conquering Colossus. No matter how he tried to pull it out, the Heaven-Destroying Sword would not move at all.

Before Po Zhi could use a more powerful attack, the demon-conquering colossus, which was as bulging as a rubber ball, let out a rather harsh cry, and then started to float in the wind.

Countless filthy breaths emerged from the cracks in his skin and flesh. He seemed to be the most filthy existence here, exuding his disgusting breath wantonly.

Purple-black mud fell from the sky and covered the ground in an instant.

The squirming mud seemed to be alive. Po Zhi just avoided it, and half of his calf was wrapped in the mud.

Po Zhi wanted to break free, but a stinging pain that penetrated into the bone marrow came, almost making Po Zhi scream out in pain——

"Asshole! What is this!"

Po Zhi shouted loudly, and the strong man's determination to cut off his wrist made him tear off the piece of flesh and blood stained by the purple-black mud.

A whole piece of flesh and blood filled with the power of the original Asura was thrown far away by Po Zhi. The mud swarmed up and made a sound almost like a vicious dog eating.

In the blink of an eye, a whole piece of flesh and blood was swallowed up by the mud - and this was not over yet. After swallowing the flesh and blood, the mud not only did not slow down, but multiplied and multiplied.

Originally there was only a thin layer on the ground, but in an instant the mud was as tall as the walls of a small city - it was like a never-ending devouring machine, spreading in all directions.

The breath of death accompanied by the surge of mud swept away all the corpses on the land.

Then, the same thing happened again.

It may only take them less than ten breaths to proliferate and change.

The quagmire, which was originally only a few dozen feet in diameter, was now almost as large as the hillside beside it.

Just imagine, a rolling rock can swallow up everything in its path, and it can also rely on this power to continuously strengthen itself.

When things like this are coming towards you, how many people can stand firm?

"Hahaha, looking at the surprised look on your face, I'm afraid you don't even know what the Demon-Conquering Colossus is made of, right?"

Ling Niansheng smiled and floated "next to the meat ball" that was constantly producing purple-black mud. He patted his masterpiece proudly, his eyes full of love.

"The five degenerates of heaven and man, after aging, they will only turn into extremely ugly bones. Some of them are willing to return to the body of the Holy Lord, and some are willing to fight for the Holy Lord with their broken bodies. I will Their bones were ground into powder and ultimately shaped into them—"

"Ignorant King Shura, do you know that you are facing the souls of all the strongest warriors that the gods have had in these tens of millions of years?"

Ling Niansheng's smile gradually turned ferocious, just because he understood that with the Demon-Conquering Colossus, they would not be defeated from the beginning!