Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 757: The situation has gone

Tianming Zhenjun releases the thunderstorm technique, the mana surges, the body looks like a gallop, and he runs all the way outside the city of Vientiane without stopping!

He doesn't even care about his disciples!

Tianming Zhenjun is not the sealer that Shou Yuan will end.

He is the true prince of Yuan Ying who is at the peak. It is impossible to sacrifice his life in order to protect his disciples!

Tianming Zhenjun looked panicked, his eyes flashing with fear.

This decision was made not by his confusion, but by his judgment!

The nine gangsters are too terrifying.

The fear of the nine fierce tribes has been ingrained, originating from the depths of the blood, and it is impossible to resist!

It's like a mortal seeing a beast, even if he didn't fight with the beast, he would be terrified!

What's more, the horrific means shown by Luochao had just been commanded by Tianming Zhenjun, who asked himself not to be an opponent at all, staying in Vientiane City is absolutely dead!

Now, they fled for the first time, maybe there is still a hint of vitality.

In fact, not only Tianming Zhenjun, but also most true monarchs such as Beidou Zhenjun and Yuankong Monk, have the same idea.

Chaos in Vientiane!

Figures fluttered in the air.

Spooky laughter spread throughout the city.

The Raksha people grinned widely, exposing **** fangs, staring at the rushing monks below, their eyes glowing, as if they had seen a grand feast!

puff!

A little monk from the Xiaoxiao School took a few steps, his chest was pierced by a black light, dripping with blood!

This man's eyes were dull, his eyes suddenly dimmed, his entire body stopped for a moment, suddenly burst, and he died instantly!

"what!"

As soon as a conscientious female concubine vacated, she felt a shadow appearing above her head.

Before she could offer the Golden Dan vision, there was a severe pain in the lower abdomen, and she almost passed out!

She looked down subconsciously.

I saw my lower abdomen, revealing a **** claw, and a round golden Jindan in his palm!

On the side of her head, the girl was fainted on the spot.

"Hey!"

The Rakshasa took Jindan, sent it directly to his mouth, and swallowed it.

Later, the woman's heart was dug out, and she stuck it in her mouth and ate blood.

Such scenes are frequently staged.

Although it is also the Golden Dan Realm, the human race Tianjiao is in the hands of the Raksha tribe, and it is completely vulnerable. The ordinary Jindan vision will be easily broken by the Raksha tribe!

Only the heavenly pride on the vision list, offering the Golden Dan vision, can support it.

But the Rakshas are good at speed and body style!

The Tianjiao sacrifice on the list of visions can only barely protect themselves. When the power of the vision is exhausted, they still slap the fish and let it be slaughtered!

More than a hundred Rakshasa people, holding scimitars, shuttled freely through the crowd, wherever they passed, they were full of blood and bones!

This black light is like the sickle of a **** of death, harvesting the life of the human triumph.

More than 100,000 monks fled and fled. Little fat men and other people gathered together, the goal was very small, and they did not attract the attention of the Rakshas.

"How to do?"

Seeing sweat on his forehead, the fat man asked softly.

They were all together because of Su Zimo.

Now that Su Zimo is away, they have no idea.

Everyone has a different look and a different mind.

"Afraid of a bird!"

The blood flashed in the monkey's eyes, staring at the flying Raksha tribe Wuguang in the air, showing a fierce light, and chirping, "Kill the fuck, no matter what race it is!"

"Ugh."

Ji Chengtian sighed: "That's what it says, but ... But the Rakshasa are really terrible!"

Seeing Dan Chizong's monks, one by one, his head was different, he looked sad, but felt powerless.

Xiao Ning squeezed her lips tightly, weeping.

With soothing temperament, when I saw so many fellow cranes falling from Qianhemen, my heart also felt a colic and a painful look.

Linghu swallowed, his eyes flickered, and he whispered, "Monkey brother, these Raksha clan did not provoke us, let's stay away from the edge."

Lin Xuanji sighed when he saw this scene.

This group of people is still like this, with different minds, not to mention more than 100,000 practitioners from all over the continent and from different sectarian forces?

It is simply unrealistic to bring these 100,000 monks together.

The trend is gone!

Today, Terran ca n’t escape this disaster!

Not to mention the small fat man and others, these are the monsters around Su Zimo, the little fox, the green, the gold lion, and the tiger are all a little bit frightened, and there is a slight fear in their eyes.

Only the monkey looked stubborn, and the eyes were fierce.

Ye Ling was expressionless and gloomy. He followed the crowd without knowing what he was thinking.

"Yaling, what do you say?"

The monkey turned to ask.

"Let's leave."

Ye Ling spoke and Shen said: "If war starts, I'm afraid it's hard to get out."

The monkey's mind slowly calmed down.

Even if he is unparalleled, he can only fight with one or two Rakshas at most.

Together, they are only a dozen people.

There are more than a hundred people in the Raksha clan.

What's more, there is a more terrifying Rakshasa leader who can kill Yuanying Zhenjun. Once the war starts, most of them will be unable to resist the Rakshasa killing!

"Let's withdraw from Vientiane City, the situation is over."

At this moment, Lin Xuanji's voice came, showing a trace of tiredness and helplessness.

Now that a decision has been made, the crowd will no longer hesitate.

"Let's go too!"

The monkey greeted, and everyone followed the crowd and fled outside Vientiane.

...

In the air, Tianming Zhenjun galloped and ran all the way.

Behind him a little behind, there is a sword light closely following, very fast!

"Yue Hua, get out of me!"

Tianming Zhenjun saw this scene from the corner of his eyes, and couldn't help but look a little bit softer.

This sword light is the sword sect Yuehua Zhenjun who released the sword sword skill.

When Tianming Zhenjun wanted to come, the two great Yuanying Zhenjun came together with relatively large goals, and it would certainly be easy to attract the attention of the Rakshasa!

"Why don't you go away!"

Yue Hua Zhenjun is not willing to be outdone, and he is indifferent.

The words didn't end, Tianming Zhenjun and Yue Huazhen really suddenly felt a chill.

The bad wind roared, and Wuguang broke through!

It's too fast!

Raksha came first after commanding, and even caught up!

Huh!

Yue Hua Zhenjun patronized his escape, the reaction was a little slower, the blood flashed, and the next moment, he was already in a different place.

A flashing villain flew out of Yue Hua Zhenjun's eyebrows, his expression flustered, and after shaking his body, he shivered, apparently unable to withstand the murderous and **** atmosphere in Vientiane.

Yuan Ying Zhen Jun's Yuan Shen is too fragile.

Zhenjun's Yuanshen knows the trick, it is very easy to fall into the wounds that are difficult to heal, and even the danger of falling.

But at this time, Yue Hua Zhenjun didn't care much.

It was just that his Yuan Shen had just come out of the shell and was pinched by a black and thick palm!

"quack!"

The laughter led by Rakshasa rang: "I haven't tasted the true spirit of Yuanjun yet, I just taste it today!"

Huh!

The leader of Rakshasa actually inserted Yue Hua Zhenjun's Yuanshen into the entrance, and chewed it up three or two times!

Tianming Zhenjun looked cold all over his body, his hands and feet were soft, and he almost fell from the air.

(End of this chapter)