Chapter 2008

On the other hand, when Yang Chen, pozhi and lie Jinzhen were still near jingling mountain area, the people of Qingshi ancient hall finally ushered in the biggest bad news.

"Wang! Not good! The palace of the king of the sword has been lost, and heaven and man have attacked the void

"So fast!"

Outside the main hall, a strong man of the skeleton clan stumbled into the hall.

He was very fast, but he was very unstable. As soon as he entered the hall, he directly hit the thick column, and then fell to the ground.

Some people responded and rushed to investigate the situation, but only heard the strong man of the bone clan shouting such a sentence, immediately lost consciousness.

"This! Have all the selected troops of the king's Pavilion been destroyed? "

Pilate day said in amazement.

Before anyone could respond, kharoshi frowned and said:

"impossible? As we all know, the strength of Wang Xuanjun is already the most elite army that we can build up. Even if there are tens of thousands of people, relying on the strength of Wang Xuanjun, it will be enough to delay for a period of time -- "

" Wang! "

"He has letters on him!"

Suddenly someone yelled at kharoshi.

This immediately caught his attention.

"Bring it!"

Kharoshi Qian came out with a pack, and then jumped to the side of the strong man of the bone clan.

The skeleton people are born as skeletons, but they still have a complete soul in their bodies.

Therefore, they are excellent shield armour soldiers no matter when.

As long as there is no strong to a certain degree of spiritual impact, almost all physical attacks, they can withstand.

But now, can let this bone human race strong spirit nearly to break up, even kharoshi Qian pack did not dare to neglect.

He shot blood from one of his fingers.

Then it turned into a very fine silk thread. The red silk thread seemed to have gained life in front of everyone, and quickly went towards the skeleton man.

In the blink of an eye, they will wrap their body in between.

"When the letter comes, I have saved his spirit. I'll go to the clan leader of their skeleton clan, and I'll leave it to him to repair his soul!"

The Sula, who was staring at the scene, heard the instructions of kharoshi and finally had the action.

A letter completely sealed by aura was presented by him.

Kharoshthi carried away the spiritual thoughts on the paper, and his eyes quickly swept across the paper.

Under the attention of all the people, kharoshi has gradually changed from anxiety to shock and even doubts -

"how can this be possible?"

"Wang! What happened! How is Wang Xuanjun? "

Pilotan also anxiously from the side of the body, want to ask kharoshi Qian pack letter in the end what was written.

But he only heard kharoshi murmuring:

"ten gods and generals?"

"Is this just the vanguard army of heaven and man?"

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and just one day ago, the sword King Pavilion.

Because the shaxingjian King's attic is located in the void, most of the Asuras who enter the void without permission are dead or alive.

Even the strong people of the Shura clan can not live in this area which is not covered by the will of the Shura road for a long time.

However, there is no need to say much about the particularity of the sword King Pavilion. As the only empty area that can connect heaven, humanity and Shura Road, since the bloody battle of Shura 80000 years ago, there have been strong Shura people stationed here in turn.

The purpose, of course, is to repair the border between the two channels of communication.

But the strong men of the Shura clan can't always stay in the Shixing sword King Pavilion.

After all, the stronger the strength, the greater the responsibility. All the families in the Shura world need their own strong people to stay in their families. As time goes by, people will naturally feel resentment.

Wang Xuanjun was an army born under such circumstances.

They are all made up of meritorious veterans of the bloody battle of Shura. They take turns every five years. The permanent troops are selected from all ethnic groups, but they are committed to the four thrones. Therefore, there will be no disputes between different ethnic groups.

Wang Xuanjun is composed of four teams, each with a population of about 3000.

Five years in turn, twenty years is a cycle.

They have thus guarded the palace of the king of the sword, which has been killing stars for tens of thousands of years.

But after all, the Shura world is as large as a whole continent, and 3000 people are absolutely unable to take care of every corner of the land of nothingness.

Not to mention, just a few days ago, such a big event happened in the Shura world. King Luo was killed directly by the powerful man and nature who broke into the lower world when he passed through the void. The biggest and worst scandal in history almost made Wang Xuanjun lose face.

But the death of Wang, has let kharoshi qiantuo and others busy.

As a result, Wang Xuanjun was not given further instructions.

But the army is the army after all. After the bloody battle, Wang Xuanjun is absolutely the champion of the whole Shura realm.They are the most able to embody the will of Shura among all the Shura people.

Driven by the fire of anger and the great will of war, a decision of uncertain future finally led to the birth of the biggest turning point since the opening of this bloody battle of Shura.

The battle of Fen Shen Shan was planned by four commanders of Wang Xuan's army, which was a game of ghost.

In the kharoshi and other people did not know the situation staged.

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"Ghost mind, is it enough to loose the border to this extent?"

"I don't know, but I remember that when we mended the border, the dilapidated passageway was what it looks like today."

In front of a hidden cliff that is enough to overlook the whole picture of the sword King Pavilion, two strong men, naked and covered with ferocious animal lines, are staring at the distant movement.

A huge eddy in the sky, a black sun, was hovering near a huge void.

The fiery red sky of the Shura kingdom is completely lost here.

There is only one void, as if all the light has been absorbed, and even the sound of sadness and consternation is constantly coming out.

The wind was blowing through their bodies, but they were still.

Because this action, or a premeditated ambush, will be an important decision on whether their king's army can turn over.

"The great commander of GUI Nian, the commander of Xingwu University! Bone and iron of the bone people

A fully armed soldier of the Shura nationality kneels on one knee respectfully, conveying military information.

"Bony people? Aren't they the first line of defense north of liangjieshan? What can I do for you at this time? "

There is anger in the tone of the red ghost people called ghost reading.

The first thing in the selection of the king's troops is to carry out the orders of the kings, but if the kings are not present, the four generals are in charge of all the affairs of the army, even if they are marching towards the heaven and man world.

The soldiers who disobey orders are the most disgusting of them as generals.

This is the memory and habit engraved in the blood of this group of Shura who have experienced blood war.

No one can break it.

"Bring him here. If it's not a matter of urgency, he knows how to be punished."

The ghost reads to say.

One side looked again at the empty air that day.

Somehow, he always had a chill on his back.

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