<h2 ss="wp-block-heading">Chapter 5116</h2>


    Above the ruins of the Shura Pce, the blood-colored mist rolled like viscous sma.


    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 came a 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 rockyer 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.


    They were covered in ck iron battle armor with blood-colored patterns flowing through their bodies. There were no faces under their helmets, only two jumping ghostly mes 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 Pce 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 wallyer byyer.


    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 ents, 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 elerated, no longer attacking the battle formation, but urately piercing into the gaps in the armor of each Shura Guard.


    The ghost fire of the first Shura Guard suddenly extinguished, and the ck iron battle armor broke inch by inch, revealing the body that had long been decayed inside.


    Then came the 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 particrly harsh on the dead battlefield.


    Sang Tianyang watched the Shura Guards who depended on him for his life being ughtered like ants, and a fishy sweetness surged in his throat.


    He remembered that these Shura Guards were the war spirit weapons that Shura Pce 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 uncontrobly again.


    At this moment, two streams of ck 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 ck battle axes in their hands drew twisted trajectories in the void. Ancient runes appeared on the axe des. 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 some kind of power deep in the Shura Pce, 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…”