Eternal Sacred King Chapter 781: The dust has settled
Zheng!
The golden giant sword in the hands of the leader of the Protoss burst out with blazing rays of light, the aura of the whole person soared, and his figure flickered, and he went straight to Su Zimo to kill!
Su Zimo's gaze is indifferent, without dodge or avoidance, sticking out his sturdy and powerful arms, with sharp and sharp dragon claws, he grabbed it against the golden giant sword!
Dang!
Sword and claws collide, and the sound is harsh.
On the blade, a series of sparks appeared!
Although the edge of the golden great sword is strong, it cuts this terrifying claw continuously!
Dragon claws are almost the hardest part of the dragon's body!
The height of the sword bounces up.
The look of the Protoss leader has changed a lot!
Just a pair of spells, he can already feel that now his power can't compete with Su Zimo after the dragon is transformed!
You must know that Su Zimo transforms a dragon. In his body, not only the blood of the dragon race, but also the powerful blood born from the practice of the Secret Code of the Great Wilderness Demon King!
More than that, this time transforming the dragon, there is also the impetus of the secret technique of the human emperor.
In other words, under the wrong circumstances, Su Zimo integrated many powerful methods and terrorist forces, and the power of transforming a dragon can be imagined!
Boom!
Su Zimo's vigorous aura, bullied himself up, took a step forward, and stepped heavily on his feet in front of the leader of the Protoss.
The earth shakes the mountains!
"Ang!"
The dragon's roar resounded throughout the world, for a long time!
Su Zimo stretched out his arm, spread his five fingers, and his huge dragon claws grabbed the head of the gods as if covering the sky and the sun!
The leader of the Protoss clenched his teeth and retracted his sword to resist.
Dang!
It's another hard fight!
The bloodline on the golden giant sword obviously oscillated, and the blood collapsed!
The face of the leader of the Protoss became paler.
The Protoss bloodline is terrifying, and the flesh is powerful. Among the nine fierce races, they are especially good at melee combat.
But under Su Zimo's hand, the leader of the Protoss has felt unprecedented pressure!
The fight between the two sides is getting faster and faster, and the two figures are constantly interlacing in mid-air.
On the ears of many monks, there was only a shocking clash, which kept ringing.
Even though Su Zimo's right arm was broken and his injury was still unhealed, after transforming the dragon, he had already formed a crushing force and speed on the leader of the Protoss!
What's more, he cultivated the Secret Code of the Great Desolate Demon King, and he was almost invincible in melee combat!
Once he has the upper hand, the opponent has almost no possibility of reversal!
Just ten breaths.
The two played against each other, more than a hundred moves!
These more than a hundred tricks are dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will be dead on the spot!
Boom!
Another loud noise!
The two figures separate at the touch of a button, standing still.
Many monks were holding their breath.
Both of them are motionless and can't tell who wins or loses.
Finally, the leader of the Protoss exhaled a long breath, and the golden light on the golden giant sword in his hand quickly dimmed, and immediately turned into a cloud of golden blood, which was scattered on the ground.
The chest of the Protoss leader gradually oozes a cloud of blood, more and more, and can't stop it!
His eyes gradually fade away.
This is a sign of cessation of life!
On the other side, after the Eid Town killed the leader of Rakshasa, there were fewer than ten Rakshasa remaining and fled in all directions.
Seeing that Su Zimo was unharmed, Ye Ling put his heart at ease, glanced at him, his figure flickered, and chased and killed the escaped Raksha!
Su Zimo faintly guessed in his heart that Ye Ling might be worried about revealing his own secrets!
"Unfortunately, it's still a bit short."
The leader of the Protoss stared at Su Zimo, and slowly said: "If you can kill you, it will be a different situation at this time."
"But, it's nothing."
The leader of the Protoss smiled sadly and said: "I said that the era of your human race has passed! Today's battle can prove this even more."
"Oh? In today's battle, your protoss and Raksha tribe are wiped out!"
Su Zimo sneered.
"So what? Your human race is too comfortable, you have long lost the fighting spirit of the year."
The leader of the Protoss pointed at the many monks in front of him, shook his head and smiled: "Look at you so-called celestial arrogances, lifeless, facing the people of my Protoss, you don't even have the courage to resist, what do you use to rule the sky!"
"Su Zimo, although you won today, you are only one person! You alone cannot save the entire human race!"
"What's more, look at what you are like now. All the cultivators will only treat you as a monster, a foreign race. You don't need the Protoss to avenge me. Your human cultivation world can't tolerate you!"
Su Zimo is silent.
There are some things, the Protoss leader is right.
Even today, he killed the Protoss in Vientiane City and saved the monks behind him, but the cultivation world outside may not be able to tolerate him.
"You human race, like infighting the most, hahahaha!"
The leader of the Protoss smiled nervously, blood was already dripping from the corners of his mouth.
The bloodline of the gods is terrifying, and the vitality is extremely strong.
At this time, his internal organs have been shattered, and his chest has been pierced by Su Zimo's dragon claws, but he has not fallen yet, and there is a ray of life left!
"You are wrong, I am not alone."
Su Zimo looked at the leader of the Protoss calmly, and said: "There are so many cultivators of the human race, how many people like me have you seen?"
At the beginning, the Blood Crow Palace united with the four major sects of the Great Zhou Dynasty. There were many casual repairs and many powerful men who attacked the misty peak in a critical situation.
Even the Great Zhou Dynasty did not dare to marry its edge.
But someone dares!
Sura Yan Beichen!
When you descend on the Misty Peak, the Shura knife severely inflicts the Lord of the Blood Raven Palace!
No matter what kind of race you are, what origin, if you provoke me, I will kill you!
Su Zimo believes that if Yan Beichen is here, he will also make a move, and he will not retreat!
At the beginning, he swallowed dragon eggs in the Valley of Dragon Skeletons, caused a catastrophe, brought out a true dragon, chased after him to the Great Zhou King City, and almost caused a catastrophic catastrophe.
A mysterious old man took action and repelled the real dragon alone. How powerful is this!
Not to mention these people, even in this Vientiane City, besides him, Lin Xuanji, Little Fatty, Ji Fairy, Ji Chengtian and others have all stood up and fought desperately to guard the final dignity of the human race!
"The road ahead is still long."
Su Zimo looked at the little fat man and the others, and said lightly: "Right now, they may not be better than your Nine Clan, but one day, they will be shoulder to shoulder with the Nine Clan!
Human races are inherently weak, but their potential is endless. Even an existence like the emperor has been born. It is feared in ancient and modern times. The nine fierce races can only avoid their sharp edges and live in one corner!
The light in the eyes of the Protoss leader ~IndoMTL.com~ has gradually dimmed.
Not long after, with a plop, the body of the leader of the Protoss fell down, and he no longer breathed.
Everything is over, the dust settles.
The hearts of many monks hanging high, finally fell.
Everyone has a feeling of being left behind.
There is no joy.
Looking at Su Zimo, who was covered in blood, and at the bones of the city, every monk felt a little complicated.
Before this, many cultivators among them all shouted and killed Su Zimo, wanting to get rid of them, and then quickly attacked Little Fatty, Xiao Ning and others.
Now, their lives were saved by Su Zimo.
Thinking of this, many monks are ashamed and even a little guilty.