Eternal Sacred King Chapter 759: Blood flowed into a river, Tianjiao catastrophe!
The Protoss is one of the nine ancient tribes, but it is different from the Raksha tribe.
If the Raksha tribe is best at speed, then the most terrifying thing about the Protoss is its blood!
The blood of the gods is not bright red at all, but golden yellow!
The power of vitality, physical strength, and melee combat power of the people in the Protoss is extremely terrifying.
The Weifu monk of King Kong Temple is good at refining the body, but in the hands of the leader of the Protoss, he can't stand a single move and was shattered by a punch!
Then the leader of the Protoss caught up in three or two steps, and the body was torn apart by one foot, and the body and spirit were destroyed!
Only blessing monks can't do it, and the rest of Yuanying True Monarchs are even less opponents in close combat.
The bloodline of the Protoss is noble. In the ancient times, he proclaimed himself the **** of all races. He lived with the heavens and the earth, the sun and the moon were radiant, and was closer to the aura of the heavens and the earth, and could easily mobilize the aura and mana!
The same secrets of spirituality are easy to learn from the Protoss.
When released, the power will increase exponentially!
The leader of the Raksha tribe still doesn't dare to easily challenge the True Lord of the human race, and can only rely on the speed of the body law.
The power of the leader of the Protoss can already suppress the True Lord of the Human Race directly!
The coming of the Protoss is devastating to the human race struggling to survive in Vientiane City.
The leader of the Protoss made a bold move, golden blood surging around his body, as if surrounded by a golden ocean around him, the whole person was like a god, with radiant light.
"No one can leave without my permission!"
The tone is plain, but there is no doubt about it!
The Protoss leader dances with blond hair, with azure eyes, with one enemy three, blocking Yuankong monk, Zixiao Sect, and the true monarchs of Qingfeng View!
Take the Golden Core Realm cultivation base to fight the three true Yuan Ying masters!
This is the horror of the Protoss!
Among the remaining six protoss, one protoss personally pressed the woman whose hands and feet were tied, and the other five protoss rushed into the fleeing army of the human race Tianjiao to kill!
"Galactic Vortex!"
Tiangang taught Tianjiao to see the city gate right in front of him. As long as he rushed over, he could escape from Vientiane City. He couldn't help but muster the courage to sacrifice the golden core vision and greet him.
"It's just the light of fireflies, break it for me!"
The Protoss on the opposite side did not evade, with deep disdain in his eyes, he gave a chuckle, stretched out his arm, and slammed his fist toward the heavens and stars ahead!
Boom!
The sky is full of stars collapsed.
The vision disappeared.
Be aware that the vision of Galaxy Vortex is ranked twelfth on the list of golden core visions this time!
Now, he was beaten by the Protoss with his bare hands!
Such a terrifying blood, such a terrifying body, such a terrifying power, it is simply invincible, it is impossible to contend!
Almost the same time.
The golden core visions of other Human Race Tianjiao have also been broken by members of the Protoss race!
"What vision lists, what geniuses, are just jokes!"
"A group of ants, things that deceive themselves and others."
People in the Protoss laughed up to the sky and mocked wantonly.
The third person on the list of visions was slaughtered and sacrificed to a sea of blood and corpses, although he resisted a protoss.
But under the bombardment of this protoss, the golden core vision is faltering, the light is dim, and it may collapse at any time!
Ren Tu's face was ugly, and he was forced to retreat constantly, and it was only a matter of time before he lost.
In mid-air, the three true monarchs who fought against the leader of the Protoss have fallen to two.
The remaining Yuankong monks are also difficult to support alone.
Under three or two moves, the leader of the Protoss grabbed the flaw, hit the chest with a punch, burst his heart, fell to the ground, vomited blood, and fell on the spot!
The leader of the Protoss stepped into the air, blocking the way to the west of Vientiane City, superbly majestic, and no monk dared to step forward!
The densely packed Human Race Tianjiao, just surging in, began to retreat back and was killed by Wuguang Town, which was galloping through the air!
The leader of Raksha turned his gaze and fell on the leader of the Protoss, smiled coldly, and said strangely: "Your Protoss came very early."
"To each other."
The leader of the Protoss responded lightly, and the killing in his hands never stopped!
Puff!
The head of True Monarch Big Dipper was blown by a punch by the leader of the Protoss, and the primordial spirit died!
Another True Lord Yuan Ying has fallen!
In Vientiane City, there are bones everywhere, and blood flows into rivers, like purgatory!
Human Tianjiao is suffering an unprecedented catastrophe!
During this period, it's not that no one has stood up and resisted.
But in the face of the terrifying combat power of the Raksha and Protoss, these monks were suppressed without making much waves.
Either lie on the ground and become a cold corpse.
Either become the womb of the Raksha tribe!
The seventeen true princes of Yuanying, now there are only six true princes of Yujun, true prince of Snow, guide monk, true prince of Feiyumen, true prince of Shura sect Chu Yu, and true prince of Prajna Temple.
Furthermore, all six of them were seriously injured and slumped on the ground. They could only watch this scene with a desperate expression.
"Sinner, I am a sinner!"
True Monarch Yujun struggled to stand up, trembling, as if he was much older in an instant.
True Monarch Yujun looked at the Human Race Tianjiao in the hands of the Raksha and Protoss, as if being slaughtered and slaughtered wantonly, he couldn't help but cut his heart like a knife!
This is Vientiane City, the holy land of the human race!
In the ancient times, when the emperor was born and the emperors came together, which foreign race would dare to set foot in the city?
There is an ancient vision monument here.
There are footprints left by countless sages!
There are even figures of ancient emperors here!
But after endless years, in this same ancient city, also at the foot of the Vientiane Mountain, the Human Race Tianjiao was slaughtered by foreigners, and there is no resistance!
"The old man is ashamed of Fairy Linglong! Ashamed of the sage of the human race!"
True Monarch Yujun lost too much blood, his face was pale and scary, he knelt on the ground, knocked his head in the direction of the ancient vision monument, with a sad expression.
"Sigh."
The guide monk sighed.
Even though Buddhism pays attention to cause and effect, and reincarnation, even though he has long looked down on life and death, he now feels a bit sad and desolate.
"The heavens see pity, and the emperors have spirits. Have you ever seen that the Human Race Tianjiao is going through a catastrophe, who will save them..."
True Monarch Luoxue lost his soul~IndoMTL.com~ Looking up at the gray sky, two rows of clear tears dripped from the corners of his eyes, which instantly turned into ice crystals and muttered softly in his mouth.
The arrogant laughter of the Raksha tribe and the gods reverberates in Vientiane City, so harsh.
And countless Human Race Tianjiao, they are struggling weakly and shouting, which is heartbreaking!
Regardless of men and women, regardless of immortal demon, at this moment, these human races' arrogance and fate are like grass and mustards, and they are ruthlessly harvested by the Raksha tribe and the gods, bleeding thousands of miles and mourning!
In a twinkling of an eye, there are only seventy to eighty thousand left over 100,000 Tianjiao.
And this number is still decreasing drastically!
The remaining monks ran in a panic, panicked, panicked, and screamed.
Some monks even gave up running for their lives, fell on their knees, begging to heaven!
The Vientiane City is completely reduced to an infinite hell!
(End of this chapter)