Eternal Sacred King Chapter 756: Rout without a fight
The little fat man and the others were shocked!
In an instant, all kinds of legends about the Nine Archaic tribes flooded into my mind.
According to the legend, there were thousands of tribes in the Primordial Era, among which the nine fierce tribes were respected. This is the ancient nine tribes in the mouth of later generations!
The nine fierce races have always been at the peak of the ten thousand races, and their status is unshakable, all because the blood, inheritance memory, and secret techniques of these nine fierce races are too powerful to suppress the ten thousand races!
Unlike the human races who are inherently weak, the nine fierce races are inherently tyrannical!
Even if you don't practice much, it will be enough to sweep the tens of thousands of races, let alone suppress the human races that were at the bottom and were enslaved by the tens of thousands of races.
Human race, in the eyes of the nine fierce races, is more humble and humble than ants!
If it weren’t for the great war that broke out in the Primordial Era, the tens of thousands of races were withered, bones were everywhere, bloodshed, countless races were annihilated, and the nine fierce races were also severely damaged, and the human race would never have a chance to rise!
In the subsequent battle of the ancients, the human race won a terrible victory.
The nine fierce tribes were severely damaged, and they could only be scattered around the sky, living in one corner.
These are the nine forbidden places later!
Whether it is the elders of the fairy gate, the magic gate or the Buddhist gate, they will definitely tell the disciples of the school not to set foot in these nine forbidden places.
Back then, the golden world where the emperors of the human races came together, and the emperor, who was feared by the emperor, was not able to completely destroy the nine fierce races. This shows the horror of the nine races!
As for the understanding of the Nine Tribes of the ancient times, many monks are still only in the scattered records of some ancient books, or in the words of the elders of the sect.
It is said that the most common existence among the nine ancient races can easily kill other races of the same level, including human races!
The bloodline of the nine races is strong, and a pure part exists, and it can even cross the realm to kill the cultivators!
This was originally a legend.
Now, it has become a **** reality!
This is the strongest Raksha tribe, obviously belongs to the powerful bloodline among the Raksha tribe. The cultivation realm is equivalent to the golden core realm, but the speed of the body is so fast that even the True Lord Yuanying can't respond!
In mid-air, True Lord Tianming, True Lord Beidou and others looked ugly.
If they and the real monarch of the Overlord Palace were in a different place, I am afraid they would not escape death!
"Hey, I still couldn't hide it after all."
True Monarch Yujun sighed in his heart, and deep worries appeared in his eyes.
The reason why this battle of the vision list was advanced more than a month is because he heard the news that the members of the nine races have entered the ancient battlefield!
Since the War of Antiquity, people of the Nine Races have rarely walked on the Heavenly Desolate Continent.
But every time it appears, there will be a **** storm!
Ten thousand years ago, it caused a great catastrophe, causing two super sects, a great empire that had stood for thousands of years to disappear!
This time, the news that True Monarch Yujun received was that the Protoss, one of the nine races, appeared on the ancient battlefield.
When the Protoss enters the ancient battlefield, they must have a plan. He doesn't know what it is.
However, in order to avoid collisions with the gods and conflicts, True Monarch Yujun chose to start the battle of the vision list ahead of time. Unexpectedly, he still couldn't avoid it.
Furthermore, the situation is worse than he originally thought!
The Protoss has not yet appeared, and the Rakshas have entered the Vientiane City.
As soon as you shoot, you will kill!
The comer is not good!
Raksha tribe, the most ferocious race among the nine tribes, with fleshy wings behind them, swift and ferocious, cannibals! !
Furthermore, it is very good to swallow flesh and bones.
In the Raksha tribe, the man looks ugly and fearsome, with black body, red hair, green eyes, blue face and fangs, and terrifying.
Women, on the other hand, are more beautiful, look no different from the human race, and are slender and attractive.
The Raksha tribe is also a race of the nine tribes known for its speed, no one can match it!
True Monarch Yujun stared at the tallest and strongest Raksha leader opposite, and said in a deep voice: "I don't know the Raksha tribe, what do you do in the Vientiane City of my human race?"
"Come here, of course, to eat people!"
The leader of the Raksha tribe smiled gloomily, showing two pairs of bloody, sharp fangs!
"Wow!"
The Raksha tribe behind him became extremely excited. They stretched out their black robes one by one, unfolding their black fleshy wings, revealing their true faces, licking the corners of their mouths, and wishing to rush forward immediately!
True Monarch Yujun showed anger, and gradually receded.
However, True Monarch Tianming, True Monarch Big Dipper and others flickered, glancing at the outside of Vientiane City from time to time, not knowing what they were thinking.
True Monarch Yujun said coldly: "Everyone of the Raksha family, Vientiane City is the holy land of my human race. At this moment, there are more than 100,000 human race arrogances! You only have more than a hundred people. If a war breaks out, you How many Rakshas can live!"
This sentence is murderous and loud!
As a descendant of the Mystic Palace, even if he is afraid in his heart, it is impossible to retreat!
What's more, there are so many human talents in Vientiane City. If they really gather into one force and unite, these hundreds of Rakshas may not be able to take advantage!
"Human Tianjiao?"
The leader of the Raksha tribe stretched out his scarlet tongue, licked his lips, and said with a smile: "My favorite is to eat Tianjiao's meat and drink Tianjiao's blood!"
As soon as the voice fell, the figure of the leader of the Raksha tribe suddenly disappeared!
True Monarch Yujun and others changed their colors in astonishment!
Immediately afterwards, the voice of the leader of the Raksha tribe sounded, erratic and difficult to distinguish, but it spread throughout the entire city of Vientiane.
"So much fresh flesh and blood, kill me!"
More than a hundred Raksha tribes vacated one after another, their bodies turned into black lights, rushing into the crowd, and killing!
"Dare!"
True Monarch Yujun was furious, and immediately sacrificed his life flying sword, hovering in front of his chest, and shouted: "Don't panic, everyone, as long as everyone is united..."
True Monarch Yujun was interrupted by another voice before he finished speaking.
"Fenglei Temple monk obeys orders, leave Vientiane City with me quickly!"
The voice of Tianming Zhenjun sounded, thunder and lightning surrounded his body, and the sound of the wind howled, unexpectedly releasing the secret technique of the sect, Feng Lei Dun, and fleeing outside the city of Vientiane!
"Tiangang cultivators listen to orders, all leave this place for me!"
The true monarch of the Big Dipper flickered, and galloped outside the city of Vientiane, his expression flustered, and he didn't dare to stay for a moment.
Following, the monks Yuankong and Weifu also gave orders!
A dozen Yuan Ying Zhenjun, in a blink of an eye, most of them chose to flee without a fight!
The many Jindan real people present were undecided and were in a state of confusion.
Hearing this voice, many monks subconsciously fled to the outside of Vientiane City.
The long street suddenly became a mess.
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True Monarch Yujun stared, only feeling cold all over his body.
Originally, their only vitality was to unite together, put aside all grudges, and confront the Rakshas!
Nowadays, the sects of Fenglei Palace, Tiangang Sect, and Xuankong Temple fled without a fight, which means they have lost this last opportunity!
"Escape?"
Luo Xue Zhenjun said with a miserable smile: "Who can escape? Even if it is the incomparable escape technique of the Wind and Thunder Palace, can it be comparable to the speed of the Rakshasa tribe?"
"Confused."
The guide monk sighed with emotion, unable to return to heaven.
Looking at the chaos in the long street, the cultivators scattered for their lives, True Monarch Yujun was filled with sorrow and tears in his eyes.
These arrogances will all become the prey of the Raksha tribe, and no one is spared!