Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 770: Tian Luo's Great Formation

In less than three breaths, two consecutive Rakshasa bodies have fallen!

The breath of many monks was stagnant, staring at their eyes, watching the scene incredibly.

The Raksha ethnic group is a Taiko Nine clan, with noble blood, born with a pair of flesh wings, and agility and speed. The monks present have experienced the terribleness of the Raksha clan.

Today, the two Rakshasa are dead.

He even died unclear.

Not to mention the other monks, even monkeys and spirit tigers, they saw that Yeling grew up, and now he is Ye Ling ’s worshiping brother, and he was startled at this time.

They know Yeling's ability is not small, but where did he think it would be so scary!

More than thirty Raksha rushed at the same time, one face to face, two of them have fallen!

These means, this kind of combat power, have reached the point of shocking!

"It looks like I'm not wrong."

The gold lion muttered.

The first time he met Ye Ling, he planted a follower.

Originally, the lion was still thinking about diligent practice in the future, and had the opportunity to get back to where he was. Until then, the thought had disappeared without a trace.

The three Yuanying Zhenjun looked at each other and could see the shock and confusion in each other's eyes.

Others may not yet see the actual confrontation between the two sides.

And the three of them possessed divine knowledge, which could roughly capture the fighting process between Yeling and more than thirty Rakshasa.

Amazing, perfect, and scary!

Ye Ling shot fiercely and decisively, without any hesitation, without any muddle.

One hit kill!

The first reaction to the whole process was amazing.

This time, no matter the timing, the angle, the body style, the speed, or the burst of power, the choice of the target is perfect.

No flaws!

But the more you think about it, the more horrible you are.

Even if the three of them are in the heyday, facing the offensive such as Yeling, I am afraid it will be difficult for them to retreat!

This night spirit is simply born for killing!

There was a faint breath on his body, pure and ancient, dark and cold, uneasy and shuddering!

The three of them, Yu Jun Zhenjun, practiced to this level and broke free of the heavens and earth. Shou Yuan has reached the millennium. Even if they face the Raksha clan, they will not feel this way.

But now, the three felt the breath of Ye Ling, but they were a little flustered!

Just as the three Yuanying Zhenjun was thinking wildly, another Luo Sha planted from the air, a blood hole was punched out of his chest, and his heart was broken.

Yeling's figure is like ghosts.

Under the shroud of night, faint and faint.

Although the offensive of more than thirty Luosha is fierce, Yeling can always find a gap in it, dodge the past, and wait for the opportunity to fight back!

The Protoss ruler had originally watched the lively mind, watching coldly.

But at this time, the leader of the protoss frowned, staring at the figure of the night spirit, his eyes flickered, thoughtfully.

Rakshasa's face was so gloomy and scary.

At the same time, changes have taken place in another battlefield!

"Oh! Well! What! Hey! Mimi! Hey!"

The six Sanskrit sounds, such as Hong Zhong Da Lu, suddenly descended, ringing the world!

In this Sanskrit, the Supreme Power of the Buddha is revealed.

Six-character Daming curse!

Daming Temple's Lost Masterpiece, Reappear Vientiane City!

The power of a Brahma is enough to shake the mind of the monk.

The six Sanskrit sounds erupted at the same time, as the stone shook the sky, caused the world to shake, the clouds changed color, the end of the sky, and even a thunderous sound came in harmony with it!

At this time, many monks who were outside the battlefield felt their blood float and their hearts were beating.

But dozens of Rakshasa on the battlefield were just a slight meal!

Their blood is too powerful.

Although the power of the Daming Charm is strong, it cannot affect them too much.

Just then, Su Zimo shot!

"cut!"

With a loud drink, all the blood colors surrounding Su Zimo immediately converged, condensing on the blood quenching knife in his hands.

Immediately, a blood rush broke through the sky!

Su Zimo burst out of blood and black hair, flirting with black hair, waving a blood-quenching knife, drawing a huge blood-colored semicircle in the air, almost cutting the world in half!

Puff puff!

At least ten Rakshasa were slashed by the blood.

Such a terrifying force, they couldn't resist it.

Three Rakshasa were chopped on the spot, and the scimitars in their hands were all chopped by blood-hardened knives!

Although the remaining Rakshasa could withstand the sharp edge of the blood-quenching knife, it could not stop the impact of this power on the body. He coughed blood in his mouth, his eyes were dim, and he flew out, hurting him seriously.

Huh!

The blood-quenched knife has been tempered in the backyard of Burial Dragon Valley and has become a powerful weapon!

Nowadays, Luo Shao's blood is drunk, this knife looks even more terrible, sharp and sharp, the knife body exudes thick **** gas, shaking with excitement!

"Archive!"

The voice of Rakshasa's leader suddenly sounded, cold and biting!

Wow, wow!

On both battlefields, Rakshasa found out a chain of black iron and steel from the storage bags.

These Rakshasa are in groups of two, pulling on both ends of the chain, and using the speed of the body, they circle around Su Zimo and criss-cross.

Su Zimo's heart was stunned, and he didn't dare to take care and deal with it carefully.

The chain is soft.

The blood-quenching knife was chopped up, and there was a sense of weakness.

Su Zimo waved the knife continuously, but exerted the power of hardening the knife without bleeding.

Before long, he was wrapped around by a chain!

"Ok?"

Su Zimo frowned.

There are small sharp spikes hidden on this chain, which are invisible!

When the chains were wrapped around Su Zimo's body, these spikes came out and penetrated into the flesh instantly!

The strong body of Su Zimo can't stop these spiked edges!

Just a little distracted, another chain was also tangled up, and wrapped around Su Zimo's arm twice, completely limiting the power of the blood quenching knife.

"It's not good!"

Luo Xue Zhenjun whispered.

More and more chains are wrapped around Su Zimo's body.

The more chains, the harder it is for Su Zimo to break free.

Without the threat of blood-quenching knives, and Su Zimo's plunge into the battle, the Rakshas are almost invincible by relying on their fast and dynamic posture.

Arms, thighs, chest, back, chains are like pythons, tightly wrapped around Su Zimo's body, exposing fangs and biting flesh!

In a blink of an eye, Su Zimo has fallen into many chains!

Luo Cha's look of command was slightly slower, and he laughed, "Why aren't you struggling?"

"This is the Tianluo array of my Rakshasa race, let alone your ants, even if the barbarians of the nine races are caught in it, they can't escape it!"

Dozens of Rakshasa, each holding a chain in their hands, stood in the air, standing high, looking at Su Zimo's eyes full of jokes.

"Hehehe."

Su Zimo stood still, motionless, and suddenly laughed.

"Just because of these broken copper and iron, also want to trap me?"

(End of this chapter)