Eternal Sacred King Chapter 1553: Remnant eyes

The Raksha tribe and the Witch tribe are just two fierce tribes coming, so they are so powerful, they are the first to win, and many monks are secretly worried.

"The situation is not so good."

The Sovereign of Piaoxuegu is a middle-aged beautiful woman, who looks quite gentle, with a slight sadness between her eyebrows, and she murmurs softly.

"Amitabha."

The abbot of Landeng Temple Huishen also looked worried and chanted a Buddha's horn.

The fierce race is too strong, the human race must not have much room for negotiation, and the outcome of this ten thousand race meeting will not be optimistic.

"Boom!"

The bell of the mysterious palace rings again.

A large swath of blood mist floated in the distance, and figures were looming in it, before they descended above the mysterious palace, there was a burst of blood!

The blood vines!

A hundred years ago, the blood cane tribe killed one of the Nandou factions, and as a result, thousands of people were suppressed by Huangwu on the Six Star Mountain, and even the young master of the blood cane tribe, Teng Lingzi, was killed.

This battle made the blood vine tribe lose face.

But for a hundred years, the blood vine tribe has been so fierce!

Not long ago, the Qingfeng Temple, one of the fairy gates, had just been wiped out.

In that battle, more than ten Mahayana ancestors of Qingfeng Temple fell!

Finally, even the emperor was brought forward, and the emperor of Qingfeng View was buried on the top of Qingfeng Mountain, which caused a great shock in the world of cultivation!

Compared with the blood cane tribe, the movements of the Wu tribe and the Raksha tribe in these years are really not too big.

Many cultivators froze, and instantly became nervous, for fear of being noticed by the Bloodvine Clan and causing a murderous disaster.

The palace lord of the mysterious palace took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, looked calm again, greeted him, and said, "I have seen the blood vine tribe, please come inside."

The young lord of the blood vine clan nowadays is named Teng Luo.

Among the blood vines, they are also very famous evildoers.

But if Teng Lingzi did not fall, Teng Luo would not have the chance to become the Young Master of the Bloodvine Clan!

This Teng Luo's bloodthirsty is more than Teng Lingzi!

"It's really lively."

Teng Lingzi licked his lips, his eyes turned in the crowd, and his expression excitedly said: "So much fresh blood, I can't wait!"

"Hehehehe!"

There was a burst of laughter from the many blood vine tribes, which was creepy!

The creatures of the ten thousand races were chilling.

The blood cane tribe has just arrived, and they have not concealed their inner thoughts at all. In the eyes of the blood cane tribe, the creatures of all races are nothing more than blood!

Teng Luo's gaze looked around, and the creatures of the ten thousand races avoided one after another, afraid to look at him!

"Hahahaha!"

Teng Luo looked triumphant and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I have just eaten hundreds of blood foods, and I am not hungry now."

While talking, Tengluo walked in with many blood vine tribes.

Many monks let out a sigh of relief.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The bell rang twice in succession.

I saw two teams of monks galloping in the sky in the distance.

The monks on the left, each with blond hair and blue eyes, tall, handsome men and glamorous women, come together, like a pair of golden boys and girls.

The Protoss arrived!

The monk on the other side looks no different from the human race.

On the center of these monks' eyebrows, there is a faint vertical bloodstain, like a closed eye.

The Sky Eyes arrived!

Two fierce races descended to the Palace of Mystery at the same time!

The palace lord of the mysterious palace came forward again, welcoming the two fierce races in.

"The goddess headed by the Protoss should be the Xiaoxiang Goddess, she is indeed a majestic, beautiful and flawless, no less than the jade rasa."

Many monks looked at the woman headed by the Protoss and couldn't help but sigh in secret.

"Strange, it is rumored that the goddess Xiaoxiang and the goddess of the gods of the Protoss are the couples of gods and goddesses. They are made by nature and often show up together. Why do you only see the goddess and not the goddess in such a grand scene?"

"I don't know, maybe something has been delayed."

Some monks secretly communicated with each other.

"Who is the blind man headed by the Sky Eyes?"

At this moment, the young master of Zhentianzong, one of the doorsteps, quietly asked.

The head of the Sky Eye tribe, with long hair and shawls, expressionless, with two dark holes in his eyes, which looks a bit oozing.

Sect Master of Zhentianzong said: "What blind man, please pay attention! That person is not easy to provoke, he is cruel, don't cause disaster!"

"Sect Master, don't worry, we are exchanging spiritual knowledge, and he can't hear it." The Young Master of Zhentian Sect said nonchalantly.

"Be careful, you can't go wrong."

The Sect Master of Zhentian Sect exhorted, and explained: "That person is the young master of the Sky Eye tribe with remnant eyes. I heard that when this person was a child, in order to cultivate the eyes of the sky, he used his eyes!"

"Ah!"

The Young Master of the Shaking Sect was secretly speechless.

The Sect Master of Zhentian continued: "You said that the broken eyes are so cruel to yourself, how cruel he is to others?"

"He is now in the realm of half ancestors, can he completely regenerate his eyes?"

The Young Master of Shaking Sect asked again.

Sect Master Shaking Sect shook his head and said: "If he allows his eyes to return to normal, his body and deeds will be used for most of his life! He named himself Dimu, which means that he has made up his mind and will never See the light again!"

"It's so cruel!"

The Young Master of the Heavenly Shaking Sect grinned slightly and said, "For the sake of cultivation, you can't see things for a lifetime, so what fun is there."

At this moment, the young master of the Skyeye clan, Canmu suddenly stopped his figure and stopped.

Remnant eyes slowly turned his head, and in his eyes, a pair of dark holes were facing the direction of Zhentianzong.

At this moment, the expressions of Sect Master and Young Master of Shaking Sect changed drastically. They only felt that their scalp exploded, and their hearts~IndoMTL.com~ seemed to have stopped beating!

"Can, Can, Can Eye Daoist, but what's the matter?"

The Sect Master of Zhentianzong was very calm, but his voice trembled uncontrollably.

The indifferent eyes said indifferently: "I hate hearing people talk about my eyes, and you just said a word that I really don't want to hear—blind!"

The complexions of the Sect Master and the Young Master both turned pale in an instant, and cold sweat broke out in an instant.

The corners of the mouth of the broken eyes were slightly raised, with a mocking expression, and said: "Do you think that I can't hear the sound of the divine consciousness?"

With his self-harming eyes, he can naturally hear some sounds that others can't hear!

The Tianyan at the center of the broken eyebrow suddenly opened a small gap.

An extremely terrifying force wave burst out, and a huge cold light passed in the direction of the Heavenly Shaking Sect!

So fast!

The power of the pupil technique is completely instantaneous.

What's more, it's the pupil technique of the Young Master of the Sky Eye Race!

Sect Master and Young Master both opened their eyes wide, their expressions froze on their faces.

Puff! puff! puff!

A **** mist spurted out, dozens of monks of the trembling sect, three sculptural powers, in the blink of an eye, all of them were killed by this pupil technique, and their appearance and spirit were destroyed!

On the ground, there is only a pile of shredded flesh and blood that is so angry!

The broken eyes just opened their eyes slightly, and all the cultivators of the Shaking Sect were dead!

Everyone is dead!

The creatures of all races were deterred by the detrimental means, and they didn't even dare to breathe.

In the ancient times, the fierce race could dominate the wilderness and surpass all races. Naturally, there was a reason.

The power of the human race, under the hands of these fierce young masters, is as small as an ant, crushed to death casually, no effort at all!

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