Reborn 80,000 Years

After no less than ten vibrations, many bricks and tiles on the roof of the Coronation Sun Palace were shattered, and the condensation of the formation finally reached the final stage.

"Is he about to come out? Which one of the Eight Holy Guards is he?"

The palace owner of the Crowning Sun Palace cannot help but have random thoughts.

This time when the divine general went to the lower realm, the Holy Lord dispatched three of the eight guards - Yamado, Sheranga and Ling Niansheng.

Of course, Naxumi's strength should not be underestimated. If he had not violated the rules without authorization and was dismissed from the post of the Eight Saint Guards by the Holy Lord, the lineup of the lower realm this time would be simply the most luxurious team since the Tianrendao expedition.

Even with such a team, coupled with hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers, if they can't catch all the Shura Dao in one fell swoop, the palace master would not dare to think about it.

After the majestic holy sound came, the shadow of a divine general slowly formed in the center of the formation.

The principle of transferring the body through the formation is completely different from breaking the space barrier and traveling between planes.

After all, this method that can span any distance and any time has only been taught by the Holy Lord to a few people in the entire Heavenly Way. It can be said that without sufficient strength, it is impossible to do such a thing.

The body is broken into pieces and then reassembled in a large formation. Such a fantasy method can only appear after the arrival of the Holy Lord. No wonder everyone follows the Holy Lord so much.

——

The picture in front of me gradually became clearer.

Breathing, heartbeat, meridians, everything is like a new life.

With a tremor in his mind, Yamado felt as comfortable as emerging from the water and breathing fresh air.

thump--

He staggered and knelt on the ground, holding his newly condensed body with both hands.

"Did you succeed...this body..."

"Yam Moduo" was shocked to find that his body was restored to its original state, as healthy and complete as when he went out with the generals.

Of course, the rebirth of "Yama Duo" actually represents the rebirth of Emperor Longyan.

"If it were a little later..."

Emperor Long Yan gritted his teeth and couldn't imagine how desperate he would be if he really died in Shura Dao and all the arrangements he had made over the years were in vain.

However there is no if.

The fact is that he seized his opportunity at the last moment, not only regained his life and saved everything for himself, but also killed two divine generals who were very likely to be in the way.

After getting used to a new body - this teleportation formation has such a powerful effect, it can reshape the body and repair even damaged meridians.

Although there was nothing in his body at this moment, and his divine power was exhausted by previous actions, it didn't matter.

Standing up, Emperor Long Yan finally let out a happy and proud smile. His happy laughter spread throughout the Coronary Sun Palace, causing many uninformed Yanyang Guards to feel a chill down their spines.

But soon someone interrupted Emperor Long Yan and walked to his side:

"But... Mr. Yan used a large formation?"

The palace owner of the Corian Sun Palace was a little afraid to confirm Yamaduo, who was standing naked on the spot. When he got closer and saw Yamaduo's iconic face, the palace owner breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well, who did I think it was? It turned out to be the Palace Master of Coronation Sun Palace..."

Emperor Long Yan quickly put away his smile. He knew that the use of the large formation would definitely cause panic in the Heaven and Human Realm, so he should act more calmly now, at least on the surface, not to reveal his secrets.

"Old Yan... what happened below? You actually used this teleportation formation, and... where are the other generals at this moment?"

The palace owner was a little scared. He already had a result in his mind, but it was hard for him to believe it.

Having said this, Emperor Long Yan finally showed sadness on his face——

"Palace Master, please hurry up and lead me to see the Holy Master. I have something important to report..."

Emperor Long Yan was a master of showmanship. At this moment, he deliberately put on a look of sadness. The feeling of wanting to cover up finally made the palace master lose his sense of proportion.

"Don't worry, Mr. Yan, the Holy Master is already on his way... I'm going to confirm right now. Do you have anything else to tell me?"

"No need, I'm already here, Mianri, please step aside."

Suddenly, echoes came from the sky above the Coronation Palace.

A voice full of majesty came over everyone's heads, making many Yanyang Guards a little unsteady.

The same was true for the Palace Master of the Crowning Sun Palace. Hearing this familiar majestic voice, he saluted directly to the sky with great respect, and then retreated from the palace without saying a word, leaving the open space in front of the palace to Yama. More and the Holy Lord.

"Holy Lord..."

Emperor Long Yan's face was a little twitchy. He didn't expect that the person known as the Holy Master would come so quickly. He left in a hurry, and he didn't even think of how to explain some of his words.

But there was a pair of cloud shoes stepping down from the sky, and the majestic figure had already arrived in front of the palace.

Emperor Long Yan had a ghost in his heart, so he hurriedly knelt down on one knee. He had no clothes on his body and didn't want to cover it up. He expressed his respect with all his heart.

"See the Holy Lord..."

"Yamaduo, you used the holy order, but now you are the only one who has returned. Is things as I thought?"

The Holy Lord will definitely be aware of the Holy Order.

That was the holy order sent by Sheranga before in order to defeat the Asuras in one go. He recruited thousands of troops, but was swallowed up by the demon-conquering giant statue in an instant.

The remaining poor people were turned into ashes under the indiscriminate attack of Emperor Long Yan, who made no distinction between self and self. However, since the Holy Master asked, Emperor Long Yan could not fool him at will.

You know...the person in front of you...

Emperor Long Yan raised his eyes and met the eyes of the Holy Master. This man who looked extremely young always had a sharp light in his eyes.

Seems to be able to see through all disguises.

This also put great pressure on Emperor Long Yan.

Holy Lord... No one knows when he was born, nor does he know when he took charge of the entire heaven and humanity, as if the entire heaven and humanity were born to run in his hands. Such a terrible feeling, Emperor Long Yan I feel that even in my heyday, it would be difficult to compete with him.

Therefore, if he wants to deceive the other party, he can only rely on the other party not knowing his situation.

The Holy Lord just glanced casually, but divine light shot out of his eyes.

The dazzling light only fell into Long Yan Emperor's eyes for a moment.

Another moment passed, and Emperor Long Yan trembled all over, as if he had experienced some stimulation, and he lay on the ground in pain.

"vomit……"

Emperor Long Yan had a splitting headache and even vomited out the contents of his stomach unbearably, but he smiled extremely secretly.

The Holy Master snorted coldly and took a deep breath, as if he was reviewing everything he saw.

"Are they all dead..."

This is not a question, but an exclamation.

Three of the Eight Saint Guards and seven of the Hundred and Eight Gods were wiped out along with hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers - the Demon-Conquering Colossus was completely destroyed, including Yamado's Ancient Demon Snake and Mi Duo Shi's Nine Netherworld Gods of Heavenly Punishment...

Unusually, blue veins popped up on the Holy Master's forehead.

"Yamata, get up."

"yes……"

Emperor Long Yan responded, knowing that he was out of danger, he couldn't help but smile, and he also believed in his heart that the Holy Master was nothing more than this.

He was simply deceived by the sight of the soul of the original owner of the body he held hostage.

But the moment he looked up.

The feeling of palpitations almost shattered all the pretense of Emperor Long Yan.

In front of him was the extremely empty and angry eyes of the Holy Lord, those eyes that wanted to drain blood from them.

Their faces were only three inches apart.