Boom!

Several figures that rose to the sky were blasted away by a punch, and the Netherworld Lord who was the brunt of it was even more blasted by a punch. Then the power of the fist did not decrease, and it directly bombarded the hall below, the earth was cracked, and the qi of time and space was permeated. It seems that thousands of years have been experienced in an instant, and tens of millions of sacrificers within a radius of thousands of miles have died in an instant. They were either killed by the aftermath, or strangled by the power of space contained in their fists, or deprived of years and died of old age by the power of time.

"A telekinesis clone is cheaper for you!" A voice came from the void, and then the passage in the void collapsed, and the aura disappeared in an instant.

"Bastard, Time and Space Supreme, the deity is not finished with you!" a roar came from the Northern Infinite Lands. The person who came was unusually young, but his face was pale, and he was not the master of the netherworld.

"Lord, our sacrificial temple has been destroyed, tens of millions of believers have been shocked to death by a punch, many people have been deprived of their old age, and we ask the Lord to rescue them. The High Priest of the Nether God Cult wailed. Although the Nether God Cult is domineering, it quickly became a behemoth with the power of the Nether Master. But after all, the background is shallow, and it is difficult to compare with the powerful forces of the Light Church and the Dark Church, which have been spanning countless years. Especially this time, when he was attacked during the sacrifice, it can be said that he suffered heavy losses, and his elite was lost, and he could not recover at all in a short time.

"Got it!" the Nether Lord's face was as ugly as you can imagine. He didn't expect that the Time and Space Supreme, who had disappeared for three months, suddenly appeared, and also sneaked into his Netherworld God Sect headquarters, leading thousands of living beings to destroy him.

Whoa!

The Yellow Spring surged, bringing the confused spirits wandering in all directions of the entire hall into the Yellow Spring. Then the yellow spring boiled. The essence of the four directions of heaven and earth rushed to the yellow spring.

After that, one after another figures rushed out of the yellow spring, but their appearance changed greatly, and the man's soul turned into a thousand strange ghosts, some with three heads and six arms, and some with two heads and four feet, looking strange and terrifying. And the woman's soul is just the opposite, each as beautiful as a fairy, as if the Nine Heavens Fairy descended to the earth, but this purity is only for a moment, the moment they open their eyes. The young girl instantly turned into youth**. A lustful aura emanated from the Shura woman.

"Lord Juggernaut, this is" The high priest was shocked inexplicably, the method of domination was really terrifying, this was thousands of gods. In the blink of an eye, he was made into this group of demons and monsters by the master.

"The deity is in charge of reincarnation. They could have been reincarnated and rebuilt. However, my Nether God Cult is in the most critical period, and without these combat powers, it will not be able to gain a foothold, so the deity combines the Yellow Spring Qi and the secret of reincarnation. Using the spirit of the human body and the ghostly spirit, he created a new clan, which is a fighting race that belongs exclusively to my netherworld, and the deity named them Shura. The Nether Lord said as he looked at the demons and monsters rushing out of the Yellow Spring below.

"Shura, these people still have combat effectiveness?" the high priest's heart shook, but he didn't dare to really ask this.

"The deity is going to retreat for a while, and the exhibition of the Nether God Cult depends on you. I will leave the Yellow Spring here, and you can let the people who aspire to become strong or the spirits enter the Yellow Spring and transform into the body of Shura. With that, the Netherworld Venerable looked at the land of the wolf with hatred and flew towards the Arctic Land.

The high priest breathed a sigh of relief and ordered the Netherworld powerhouse to treat the injured in all directions, while he walked in front of the Shura.

The first one was four meters tall, with a head, six pairs of eyes, eight arms, unusually thick legs, and a hideous barbed tail flicking behind him.

The high priest couldn't recognize whose spirit it was, but he thought it was a strong man.

"Come here!" said the high priest, pointing to the Shura.

This Shura Yiyan walked over, six pairs of eyes rolled in succession, and the inside was full of confusion and curiosity.

"Punch me!" said the High Priest.

Shura didn't hesitate at all, he smashed his fist at the high priest like a blank piece of paper.

The face of the originally light and breezy High Priest changed greatly, and the protective divine light instantly lit up, and even an ancient battle armor appeared on his chest.

With a bang, the protective divine light collapsed, and Shura's fist smashed the high priest's armor, and the whole person was blown away for a hundred meters.

"High Priest!" An elder figure of the Netherworld Clan flew over, and his gaze at the large group of Shura was very unkind.

"Supreme Peak, good, good!" the High Priest flew back, his face not only not annoyed, but also full of excitement.

"High Priestess, are you alright?" asked the Nether Elder.

"It's okay, it's okay, you go first!" The high priest of the Netherworld clan waved his hand, signaling what the elder should do, and the whole person walked into the huge Shura with his eyes shining.

"Very good, you are the first to come out of the Yellow Spring, since the Lord named you Shura, you are the first generation of Shura King. ”

"Repair...... Gauze...... Wang!" There was a hint of excitement in his confused voice, and it was clear that he was extremely pleased with the name.

"I am the High Priest of the Nether God Cult, representing the will of the Lord of the Netherworld, and you will listen to me and obey my orders in the future. The High Priest said in a deep voice. Looking at the majestic Shura behind him, his face was full of excitement.

The loss of tens of millions of people was not only made up in an instant, but even greatly strengthened. You must know that there are not a few supreme peak powerhouses in the entire Netherworld, and now the first few people who appear in the Shura are obviously close to this realm, if they can master this power, the Netherworld God Sect can definitely rise quickly and grow into a real power.

Boom!

King Shura knelt on one knee, six pairs of eyes staring at the high priest, and his ugly and unusual face showed a look of submission.

The High Priest's face showed a dark color of satisfaction, looking at the Netherworld powerhouses who were constantly rushing out of the Yellow Springs, and his old face was full of excitement. He took a deep breath and said to King Shura, who was kneeling on one knee: "King Shura, immediately check the strength of all Shura, I have an important task to hand over to you." ”

"Yes!" said King Shura angrily. The majestic body turned and rushed into the crowd.

Soon a big battle broke out in the crowd, and this situation of directly relying on force to ascend to the throne made the high priest a little stunned, but he didn't stop it, because King Shura's strength was really strong, his majestic body was full of explosive power, six pairs of eyes could give him 36o degrees of all-round strength, and there were even some inexplicable eye powers that made him more suitable for fighting. It can be said that the Shura clan, which seems to be a demon and a monster, is actually born for battle. Their seemingly deformed bodies lack the most natural killing machine.

The more he looked at the high priest, the more shocked he became, the strength of Shura was beyond his imagination, and it also greatly bred his ambition.

"With the Shura clan, it's time to declare war on the Holy See of Light. The High Priest made a decision, and turned around to convene a Netherworld powerhouse to discuss. The Shura clan is a fighting race, the new trump card in the hands of the Netherworld, but in the end they are just fighters, and the newborn ones have no right to speak at all.

The battle of the Shura clan continued, and the Shura King showed his unparalleled fighting talent, and defeated them one by one, and gradually no one dared to challenge him again. King Shura looked up to the sky and roared, his hideous face full of pride.

At this moment, some Shura beauties surrounded by Yingying Yanyan, and they were scratching their postures in front of the Shura King one by one, showing their most bewildering side.

The eyes of the six pairs of Shura kings were dripping and rolling, and a lustful color leaked from the hideous ugly face.

He reached out and grabbed it, pulled a character stunner into his arms, tore his clothes with a loud sound, and leaked out his white and tender body.

Instead of screaming, the Shura beauty leaked a coquettish smile, causing the Shura King to roar, pick up a gun, and prostitute herself during the day.

Although the other Shura warriors were defeated and rose and fell with the Shura King, they did not give in to their promises, but their eyes lit up one by one, and they pulled the Shura beauties in front of them to get up.

The entire land where the Shura tribe is located is enveloped in the aura of lewdness, and it looks like the devil and angels are dancing wildly, and the chaos is abnormal.

Other races, including the Netherworld who dominate this qiē, consciously stay away from here, this Shura tribe has no culture, no thoughts, and only acts by instinct, this kind of Yin and Yang is such a private thing to be done in a big way, and even countless people at the same time, this kind of result is probably not expected by the Netherworld Master.

When the high priest got the news, he was also stunned. Full of vigilance against the Shura clan.

"Let the Shura King come to me, and at the same time separate the men and women of the Shura clan. "The high priest's face was gloomy and ugly, he thought that the Shura clan was the embodiment of the spirit of the human race, even if they did not have the memory of the heir, they should not act like beasts, they were a trump card of the netherworld, and they could not be destroyed because they were so absurd.

The elder of the Netherworld who heard the order of the high priest had an old face that was completely bitter. No one wants to face that kind of reality, where millions or even tens of millions of people can endure the daytime prostitution that people who are bound by etiquette and religion can bear.

But in spite of all the reluctance in his heart, the high priest's command had to be obeyed.

When he rushed into the depths of the Shura clan despite his disgust, one by one Shura beauties wearing light veils came up, and the lewd aura in his bones made this supreme-level Netherworld Elder throb in his heart for a while. Fortunately, he was determined, suppressed his body with the power of the netherworld, forcibly competed for the obsession of the Shura woman, and found the proud Shura King in countless primitive human dramas.

At this time, the Shura King did not face the confusion and respect of the high priest, and the eight naked Shura beauties under him writhed with white and perfect **, one by one out of a bewildering moan, the six Shura kings flashed with smugness and obscenity in their eyes, and after facing the order of the Shura clan elder to bring the high priest, a trace of dissatisfaction flashed on the hideous ugly face, but finally got up and left. He had not yet been overwhelmed by the spirit of lewdness, and vaguely understood the consequences of not obeying the orders of the high priest. (To be continued!)

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