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Chapter 5116

Chapter 5116

Chapter 5116

Above the ruins of the Shura Palace, the blood-colored mist rolled like viscous plasma.

The blood sprayed by Sang Tianyang soaked the ancient token in his hand. The hideous ghost face patterns

engraved on the surface of the token suddenly lit up, and every gully oozed scarlet light, twisting and wriggling

like a living thing.

In the cracks of the earth, first ca dull thumping sound, as if thousands of war drums were beating

underground, and then, countless arms covered with dark purple scales suddenly broke out of the ground, and

the sound of nails tearing the rock layer was deafening.

“Shura Guard... Start the formation!”

Sang Tianyang’s voice was hoarse like an old bellows, and blood foam surged in the shoulder sockets where he

lost his arms, but his eyes burned with the final determination.

Thousands of figures rose from the cracks, each Shura Guard was three feet tall.

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They were covered in black iron battle armor with blood-colored patterns flowing through their bodies. There

were no faces under their helmets, only two jumping ghostly flames from the underworld.

The tips of the long halberds in their hands spewed out dark poisonous mist. As soon as they appeared, they

formed a mysterious battle formation, with the halberds pointing at the Pavilion Master of Tianyuan Pavilion in

midair, forming a terrifying killing intent that could tear through the clouds. As

the battle formation was in operation, the blood-colored mist on the ground was forcibly drawn away and

condensed into a blood-colored light band surrounding the Shura Guards. Countless painful and twisted faces

faintly emerged in the light band, all of which were the heroic souls of the Shura Palace who died in battle

throughout the ages.

The Pavilion Master of Tianyuan Pavilion was suspended on top of the blood mist, and there was no emotion in

his pupils controlled by the blood corpse, only absolute indifference to life.

He didn’t even bother to look down at the Shura Guards. He just casually raised his right hand, which was

wrapped in the energy of the blood corpse. The blood light overflowing from his fingertips suddenly turned into

thousands of blood-colored flying needles, each of which was wrapped in the stench of corroding everything.

“Buzz-"

The flying needles fell like a rainstorm, and the Shura Guard formation, which was the first to bear the brunt,

instantly burst into a dazzling purple light.

The light band at the core of the battle formation suddenly expanded, blocking the flying needle group three feet

away, but the blood-colored flying needles were like maggots on the tarsal bones, gnawing at the battle

formation light wall layer by layer.

With the sound of “crackling”, the Shura Guards in the front row suddenly knelt on one knee collectively, and the

ghost fire under their helmets flickered violently. The energy in their bodies was being forcibly extracted by the

flying needles!

“Foolish struggle.”

The voice of the Pavilion Master of Tianyuan Pavilion was a mixture of male and female accents, sharp and cold,

“How can your ordinary battle formation resist the power of the blood corpse?”

He turned his wrist, and the blood-light flying needles suddenly accelerated, no longer attacking the battle

formation, but accurately piercing into the gaps in the armor of each Shura Guard.

The ghost fire of the first Shura Guard suddenly extinguished, and the black iron battle armor broke inch by inch,

revealing the body that had long been decayed inside.

Then cthe second, the thirtieth... The entire Shura Guard formation was like a domino, turning into ashes in

pieces within a few breaths.

Only the dull metal collision sound of the long halberds when they fell to the ground was particularly harsh on

the dead battlefield.

Sang Tianyang watched the Shura Guards who depended on him for his life being slaughtered like ants, and a

fishy sweetness surged in his throat.

He remembered that these Shura Guards were the war spirit weapons that Shura Palace had spent thousands of

years to refine. Each of them carried the residual soul of a powerful person, but now they were turned into dust

in the hands of the enemy.

“No!”

He roared like a trapped beast, and his remaining body trembled violently. The blood in his dantian boiled

uncontrollably again.

At this moment, two streams of black light tore through the blood mist. They were the two warriors who had lost

control of David's body before!

They were surrounded by a strong breath of death. The black battle axes in their hands drew twisted trajectories

in the void. Ancient runes appeared on the axe blades. They were the two ancient war spirits that David had

subdued before.

At this moment, they were no longer controlled by David, but were pulled by skind of power deep in the

Shura Palace, and rushed straight to the Pavilion Master of Tianyuan Pavilion!

“Hmm?”

The Pavilion Master of Tianyuan Pavilion finally had a reaction. He turned his head to look at the two warriors,

and a trace of doubt appeared on his face eroded by the blood corpses. “You two guys are not dead yet, but it’s

impossible to suppress us now...”