Eternal Sacred King Chapter 763: Dark chapter
The actual process of the two playing against each other was extremely short-lived.
But the danger is not enough for outsiders.
If he was irritated by Raksha's words, and his flaws were really revealed, or his movements were a little slow, he might be Su Zimo lying on the ground at this time.
Su Zimo stared at the corpse of the Raksha tribe with a gloomy expression.
What the Raksha family said is true!
Su Zimo is not a saint, and he never thought of saving everyone, but the little fat man and monkeys are in Vientiane City, life or death is uncertain, he must go back and see.
The situation in Vientiane City is not optimistic.
Perhaps, it was worse than he expected!
It's just that a Rakshasa is already so tricky.
If there are more than a hundred rakshas in Vientiane City, Su Zimo is really not sure.
Moreover, from the mouth of the dead Raksha, Su Zimo learned that a Raksha leader came among them!
The strength of the commander of this Rakshasa, I am afraid that it can already be compared with the true monarch of Nascent Soul!
The safest way, of course, is to immediately take a pill and adjust your breath on the spot.
Not to mention returning to the peak state, it is safest to wait until the spiritual power has recovered 70% to 80%, and the golden core vision can be released before turning back.
But Su Zimo was really worried about the little fat man and the others, and his anxiety became stronger. He just pondered a little and decided to return to Vientiane City immediately!
"I hope nothing will happen!"
Su Zimo murmured softly, his eyes were cold, his figure flickered, and he galloped towards Vientiane City.
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The city of Vientiane is full of blood, surrounded by evil spirits.
On the street, on the roof, in the corners, there are stumps and broken arms, cold dead bodies, shocking.
The black light in the air is still galloping.
Ghost laughter is everywhere!
In the hands of each Raksha tribe, there are three or two surviving cultivators, biting their flesh and blood, with green light in their eyes, and their expressions are excited.
More than 100,000 Tianjiao have fallen, and there are more wounded!
"I said, no one is allowed to leave without my permission!"
The leader of the Protoss stood in the air, looking down at the cultivator who fell into endless panic below, his tone was flat, but with an indisputable majesty!
No one can provoke the Protoss.
The end of provoking the Protoss is death!
Gradually, some monks did not run away, and their eyes revealed endless despair.
Some people stood there blankly, looking at the corpses lying in a pool of blood beside them, their eyes were dull, as if they had lost their souls.
"Very good."
The protoss commander's mouth curled slightly, and he said leisurely: "As long as you stay here obediently, I will not kill indiscriminately, nor will I treat you as blood food like the Rakshas."
In the eyes of the Protoss, the human race is humble, and the flesh and blood are extremely dirty, and they don't even bother to taste it.
"Huh!"
Hearing these words, the leader of the Rakshasa in midair gave a cold snort, raised his arm, and asked loudly: "People, are you full?"
"I'm almost breaking my belly, so happy!"
A Rakshasa laughed arrogantly.
The leader of the Rakshasa nodded, waved to give an order, and said loudly: "Listen, the ants of the human race, as long as you stay in Vientiane City honestly and don't think about running away, my Raksha tribe can spare you temporarily. !"
"Commander, brothers are full, but haven't killed enough!"
A Rakshasa could not hide the excitement in his eyes, and shouted loudly.
"What do you know!"
The leader of the Rakshasa smiled gloomily and said: "These human races have been killed, and the flesh and blood are not fresh! I plan to keep them in captivity in this Vientiane City as a ration in the future!"
"Leading Yingming!"
Many Rakshasa shone in front of them and shouted in unison.
Hearing these words, True Monarch Yujun looked angry and trembled with anger.
The guide monk sighed, watching this scene, as if he could feel the despair and helplessness of the human race being enslaved by the ten thousand races in the ancient times.
More and more cultivators stopped fleeing.
Continue to run out of the city and die forever.
Stay in Vientiane City, at least for a while.
"Nianqi is in the hands of the Protoss, I can't go, you leave first, go to the eldest brother, so that he must never come back." Qingqing struggled, pondered a little, and made this decision.
Little Fatty and others don't know Nianqi.
But Qingqing saw it really, and the woman who was restrained by the gods and escorted over was Nianqi!
"If you don't leave, I won't leave either."
Linghu suppressed the fear in his heart, patted his chest, and said firmly: "Qingqing, don't worry, I will be with you. If these alien races want to hurt you, they must pass me first!" /
Qingqing was moved in her heart, looking at Linghu, her eyes were reddish.
"We are not leaving either."
The monkey's blood eyes turned and said lightly.
"Brother Monkey, you..."
"Needless to say, we are worshiping brothers, so naturally we must advance and retreat together."
"Yes, go forward and retreat together!"
The Golden Lion also nodded and clenched his fists.
The little fat man scratched his head and looked at Leng Rou and Lin Xuanji. He didn't have any ideas for a while.
Lin Xuanji smiled sadly and said: "I will definitely not leave. Vientiane City was established by the Xuanji Palace. As a disciple of the Xuanji Palace, even if you die, you must die here!"
Ji Chengtian's eyes flickered, and he muttered: "Let's stay too. At this time, most of the monks choose to stay in Vientiane City. There are very few monks who rushed out. If they change, they will inevitably become members of the Rakshas and Protoss. Kill the target!"
"Good!"
Everyone should come down.
"Gather me all together, centering on these three Yuanying True Monarchs."
The leader of Raksha looked at the three of True Monarch Yujun, with a joking tone in his tone.
"The action is so slow, I think you are looking for death!"
A cultivator was seriously injured and staggered. He was scolded by a Rakshasa, and his head was cut off with a knife. The corpse was on the spot!
The remaining monks changed their colors in horror, and moved much faster.
The Protoss people held their hands on their backs, looked arrogant, without any mercy in their eyes, and looked on with cold eyes.
It didn't take long for the monks in the city to gather together, densely packed.
True Monarch Yujun was supported by True Monarch Luoxue~IndoMTL.com~, stood up and looked around.
Yesterday, there were more than 100,000 celebrities and Tianjiao here. Today, there are only more than 50,000 people left, and half of the monks have become cold corpses, sleeping here!
Tragic!
The remaining more than 50,000 monks, and most of them are injured, will become the food of the Raksha tribe, and no one can be spared!
True Monarch Yujun tears, his lips squirming, and after a while, he said nothing but a deep sigh.
Behind is Vientiane Peak.
This mountain has stood here since ancient times, and has witnessed the birth of countless Tianjiao evildoers, the rise of the human race, and the clash of ancient emperors!
Now, this mountain will witness the slaughter of more than 100,000 celebrities Tianjiao by foreign races!
This day will eventually become the most shameful and dark chapter in the history of human cultivation!
(End of this chapter)