"The attack from the rear is coming again!"

Master Yi Xuanbei stood in the center of the circle, his face as pale as death, and there were three blood holes in his body as big as the mouth of a bowl. His internal organs were completely shattered, and black blood was constantly overflowing from the wounds.

Fortunately, Zhang Ruochen opened the sundial in Baiyi Valley and invited her and Fengchen Sword God.

Her cultivation level has reached the limitless level, otherwise, she would never be able to survive now.

Dense black shadows flew out from behind the Santu River tributary.

These black figures were arranged in a military formation, all wearing armor and holding spears.

At the forefront of the black shadow, stood two tall gods as tall as mountains, one holding a gun and the other holding a spear. They were releasing Shura fighting spirit at the level of a god king or a god.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

As two long roars sounded, dense spears and spears flew out from the black shadow army.

Like a rain of arrows, they fell towards the fleeing people in front.

In an instant, the entire Veil Nebula collapsed, hundreds of stars were annihilated, and those living planets were naturally reduced to ashes earlier.

Zhang Ruochen once again evolved the Dao Tianhuang Seal, crossed the void, and shot it out.

"Boom."

All the spears and spears flying towards Master Yixuan and Fengchen Sword God exploded and turned into wisps of black mist.

"It's not Shang Tian, ​​it's Zhang Ruochen."

Fengchen Sword God was overjoyed, and then looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "God will not stop us, we finally met a savior, now it is them who are unlucky!"

The Shura god with a pair of horns endured his injuries and laughed loudly: "Come on, your nemesis has arrived, and the real God of Death is ahead."

Division Yan Xuanbei looked at the divine ship that was getting closer and closer in front, and when he saw the figures of Zhang Ruochen and Binghuang on the ship, all the energy and energy he had been holding on to seemed to dissipate, and he could no longer hold on.

The ball of light disappeared and her body fell straight down.

"Wow!"

Zhang Ruochen moved to her side, grabbed her arm, helped her control her body, and regained her standing posture.

At the same time, strong life energy poured into her body.

Master Yi Xuanbei rushed forward and hugged Zhang Ruochen tightly. His eyes were filled with endless hatred and murderous intent, as well as tears. He gritted his teeth and said: "The ancestor has fallen, and the life and death of the palace master is unknown... Shura Temple..."

"It goes without saying, just leave this place to us. You can heal your wounds first."

Zhang Ruochen knew what a strong and proud woman Ni Xuanbei was. How could he shed tears if he hadn't collapsed to the extreme?

How could you see him and hug him instinctively, as if grasping at straws and seeing hope?

It hurt both physically and mentally. In the darkness, we saw the light.

The Northern Division of Yan Xuan gradually regained his emotions and loosened his arms around Zhang Ruochen. The tears in his eyes had disappeared and he said resolutely: "It's Luo Jianluo and her shadow army."

Zhang Ruochen was slightly surprised.

I thought that the initiator of the great changes in the Shura clan would be the Qinglu God King, but I didn't expect that a legendary existence would appear out of thin air.

Luo Jianluo, as famous as Asura, is the "mountain and sea" in the history of the Shura clan, and is the true ancestor. It is by no means a reputation boasted by later generations.

Asura left behind Mount Asura.

Luo Jianluo left behind a sea of ​​Shura fighting souls.

Because monks of all races must undergo the baptism of the Shura War Soul Sea before they can transform into the Shura race.
Chapter completed!