Eternal Sacred King

In the Raksha group, there was a wave of restlessness, and the noise gradually rose!

Most of them are Raksha tribes of Xuanyuan, Diyuan, and Tianyuan realms, and the true spirits of Raksha tribe, the king of Raksha tribe, who is closest to the stone statue of Su Nu, are relatively peaceful.

Although they also showed great anger, they were trying hard to endure and restrain themselves, not daring to speak up.

The young man in mid-air, and the dozens of Heavenly Cave Realm powerhouses behind him were unmoved, but sneered slightly, looking at the group of Raksha tribes under their feet with contempt.

"unacceptable!"

A Raksha girl couldn't bear it, clenched her fists, ready to stand up and confront the young man.

The cultivation realm of this Raksha tribe is not high, but it is equivalent to the ninth level of the Tianyuan realm.

But she couldn't bear it, the ancestor of the Raksha tribe was so insulted and desecrated by an outsider!

Beside her, kneeling a true spirit of the Raksha tribe.

Perceiving her movements, the Raksha tribe was startled, and quickly stretched out his palm, pressed her shoulders firmly, and pressed her to the place!

"Hei Song, what are you doing!"

The Raksha girl turned her head and looked around, glaring at her.

"Quiet!"

This Hei Song Raksha looked jealous, and carefully glanced at a dozen figures in the air before quietly transmitting his voice: "Ayu, don't be impulsive, you rush out to no avail, it is no different from death."

The Raksha girl who was called ‘Ayu’ was still unable to calm down, and said bitterly: "Aren’t we just looking at the beast, blaspheming the prime minister?"

Hei Song Raksha said in a voice transmission: "What can be done? You didn't see that the king among our people dare not act rashly?"

"Why is this?"

Ayu was puzzled, and said solemnly: "There are hundreds of kings of my clan, if we join hands and fight to the death, will they be no match for these dozen people?"

Hei Song Rakshasa said: "You haven't been soaring for a long time, and you don't know how powerful these people in the Fengtian realm are. The'Fengtian' order on each of them is not only an identity token, but also a special weapon. ."

"It can be sacrificed at any time, and with the help of the power of this space, it can be condensed into a whip. If it is done with all its strength, the king of my clan cannot resist it.

"Although there are many kings in our clan, in their eyes, they are like fish and meat that can be slaughtered at will."

Ayu fell silent.

Hei Song Rakshasa continued: "Furthermore, even if we win, this world is a prison, and my clan cannot escape for life."

"Annoying this group of people, I don't know how many people will be implicated."

Ayu sighed lightly, a trace of sadness flashed across her eyes.

At this moment, among the crowd in front, a king of the Raksha tribe suddenly stood up and stared at the young man in the air. The three pairs of flesh wings behind him flapped and shouted: "My clan, the great emperor, No blasphemy!"

Huh!

The figure of the Raksha clan king moved, and the whole person turned into a black light, which flashed away, rushing towards the young man.

The young man looked calm, with a slight smile on his face, a hint of mockery.

He didn't even plan to shoot, or even dodge.

Behind him, a prince from the heavens took off the order of the heavens from his waist, urged the primordial spirit, and pointed towards the front.

In an instant, mysterious runes flashed on the sky, gathered like thunder and lightning on the order of the heavens, beamed into a long whip, and drawn above the black light in the air.

Snapped!

The king of the Raksha tribe revealed his figure and fell heavily to the ground. His body has been drawn into two pieces, blood is gushing!

The king of the Raksha tribe was convulsed all over, very painful.

The king of Fengtian realm sneered and waved the Fengtian order again, and another bright rune whip fell down and landed on the king of the Rakshasa clan.

Snapped!

The king of the Raksha tribe was beaten to pieces in two sections, and was submerged in the powerful flaming rune, his body and spirit were destroyed!

The Raksha ethnic group, who was still noisy just now, quieted down in an instant.

Countless Rakshas watched this scene, their eyes full of panic.

Just two whips down, a Raksha clan king was beaten to death!

How to resist this power?

The crowd of Raksha clan kings looked at this scene, not surprising, their expressions even seemed a little numb.

They have seen too many such scenes.

When they were in the Xuanyuan, Diyuan, and Tianyuan realms, they had seen that fear deeply accompany them.

There is no blood in their bodies, only cowardice and fear are left.

Every once in a while, there will always be such brave and fearless Rakshas who want to fight, but what's the use?

The moths are fighting the fire.

"Who else is not convinced?"

The young man looked around, raised his eyebrows, smiled, and deliberately scratched the chest of the stone statue.

Ayu, a member of the Raksha ethnic group, was already discouraged.

But seeing this scene, a rush of blood surged and shouted: "Bastard, let go of your paws!"

"Ayu, don't!"

Hei Song Raksha wanted to stop it, but he was too late, looking at a dozen figures in mid-air with horror.

A celestial king sneered slightly as he was about to sacrifice Ayu to kill Ayu, but the young man suddenly shot him to stop him.

The young man looked at Ayu standing tall in the crowd, with evil light in his eyes, nodded repeatedly, and praised: "Yes, yes, a bit of charm..."

The young man's eyes seemed to eat people!

Ayu was still scared after all, and subconsciously stepped back.

The young man came pacing, came to Ayu's face, looked at Ayu condescendingly, and asked with a smile, "What's your name?"

Facing this incredibly powerful young man who was far more powerful than himself, Ayu was terrified in her heart, but she was still gritting her teeth, trying to suppress her inner fear without saying a word!

"Very well, I like to see you angry and annoyed."

The young man beckoned and smiled: "Come here and let me get close."

Ayu wanted to resist, but found that her body was not under control at all, as if being drawn by an invisible force, she slowly flew towards the young man.

Ayu's heart was desperate, and a touch of determination flashed in her beautiful eyes!

I saw that she stroked her wrist, spurred a touch of scarlet blood, and at the same time urged the soul, and said something in her mouth: "Use blood as a guide, **** and soul as a guide, leading to the Nine Nethers, offering sacrifices to Brahma..."

"Bitch!"

Seeing that Ayu was so decisive, the young man quickly put away his smile, cursed, grabbed Ayu's neck, and threw his backhand!

Ayu slammed heavily on the stone statue of the original female, and then fell on the altar, coughing up blood, her face pale.

But she still didn't stop chanting the spell, her voice stumbling and her eyes firm.

The blood rushed to the altar, following the runes on the altar, spreading a little bit of coverage.

With the continuous loss of blood and spirit, Ayu's face became more ugly, and his breath became weaker.

This is a secret sacrifice method of the Raksha tribe.

Using his own blood as a guide and the spirit of God as an introduction, he prayed for the arrival of the Raksha ghost in the land of the legendary Nine Netherworlds until he sacrificed his life.

Of course, this secret method of sacrifice has a high chance of failing and may waste your life in vain.

Moreover, even if it succeeds, the summoned Raksha ghost clan will not exceed the level of the sacrificer himself.

"In front of me, what is the use of the secret sacrifice method?"

The young man said coldly: "If anyone can come here, I will send him a ride and accompany you on the road!"

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