Chapter 759 Blood Flows Into Rivers, Tianjiao Catastrophe!

The Protoss are also one of the nine immemorial tribes, but they are different from the Rakshasa.

If it is said that the Rakshasa is best at speed, then the most terrifying thing of the Protoss is its blood!

The blood of the God Race is not bright red at all, but golden yellow!

The power of blood, physical physique, and melee combat power of the people of the Protoss is extremely terrifying.

The Weifu monk of King Kong Temple is good at body training, but in the hands of the leader of the Protoss, he couldn't hold a single move, and his arm was shattered by a punch!

Then he was caught up by the leader of the Protoss in three or two steps, and with one foot, the body was torn apart, and the body and spirit were destroyed!

Only the blessed monks are not good enough, and the rest of the Yuanying Zhenjun are even less opponents in melee combat.

The Protoss has a noble bloodline. In the ancient times, they declared themselves the gods of all races. They live the same life as the heavens and the earth, the sun and the moon shine together, and they are closer to the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth. They can easily mobilize the spiritual energy and mana!

The same magic secret technique is easy to learn from the Protoss.

Release it, the power will increase exponentially!

The commander of the Rakshasa clan did not dare to easily challenge the Yuanying Zhenjun of the human clan, and could only rely on the speed of his movements.

And the power of the God Race's commander can already suppress the Nascent Soul True Monarch of the Human Race head-on!

The advent of the Protoss is devastating to the human race struggling to survive in Vientiane City.

The leader of the Protoss made a bold move, golden blood surging around the body, as if surrounded by a golden ocean, the whole person was like a god, shining brightly.

"No one can leave without my permission!"

Although the tone is flat, but there is no doubt!

The leader of the Protoss, with blond hair dancing, his eyes piercing, blocked the Yuankong monk, the Zixiao faction, and the true monarch of Qingfengguan with one enemy against three!

With the cultivation of the Golden Core Realm, fight against the three Nascent Soul True Monarchs!

This is the horror of the Protoss!

Among the remaining six Protoss, one Protoss personally pressed the woman whose hands and feet were tied, and the other five Protoss rushed into the fleeing army of the arrogance of the Human Race and started killing!

"The Milky Way Vortex!"

Tiangang Sect Tianjiao saw that the city gate was right in front of him. As long as he rushed over, he could escape from the city of Vientiane.

"It's just the light of firefly, break it for me!"

The Protoss on the opposite side did not dodge or evade, with deep disdain in their eyes, chuckled lightly, stretched out their arms, and punched the stars in front of them with a punch!

boom!

The stars are scattered all over the sky.

The anomaly disappeared.

You must know that the vision of the Milky Way Vortex is ranked 12th on the Golden Core Vision List!

Now, he was smashed with one punch by the God Race with his bare hands!

Such terrifying blood, such terrifying flesh, and such terrifying power, are simply invincible and impossible to contend with!

almost the same time.

The golden elixir visions of other human race talents were also smashed by the people of the god race!

"What vision list, what Tianjiao, it's just a joke!"

"A group of ants, it's just a self-deception thing."

The people of the Protoss laughed and laughed wantonly.

Ren Tu, the third person on the Vision List, sacrificed a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, although he resisted a god clan.

But under the bombardment of this Protoss, the vision of Jindan is crumbling, the light is dim, and it may collapse at any time!

Rentu's face was ugly, and he was forced to keep retreating. It was only a matter of time before he lost.

In midair, two of the three True Monarchs who fought against the God Race leaders have fallen.

The remaining Yuankong monks were also unable to support them alone.

With three or two moves, the leader of the Protoss seized the flaw, punched him in the chest, burst his heart, fell to the ground, vomited blood, and fell on the spot!

The leader of the Protoss stood in the air, blocking the way to escape to the west of Vientiane City, with awe-inspiring power, no cultivator dared to step forward!

The dense arrogance of the human race, just surging in, began to retreat behind, and was killed by the Wuguang galloping through the air!

The Rakshasa commander turned his eyes and landed on the god clan leader. He smiled coldly, and said yin and yang strangely: "You god clan came quite early."

"Each each other."

The leader of the Protoss responded lightly, but the killing in his hands never stopped!

puff!

The head of True Monarch Big Dipper was blown up by the commander of the Protoss, and the Primordial Spirit was annihilated!

Another Nascent Soul True Monarch has fallen!

In the city of Vientiane, there are corpses everywhere, blood flowing into rivers, like purgatory!

The arrogance of the human race is suffering an unprecedented catastrophe!

During this period, it was not that no one stood up and resisted.

But in the face of the terrifying combat power of the Rakshasa and Protoss, these monks were suppressed without causing much waves.

Or lie on the ground and become a cold corpse.

Or become the belly of the Rakshasa clan!

Of the seventeen Yuanying True Monarchs, now there are only six people left: Yujun True Monarch, Luoxue True Monarch, Guiding Monk, Feiyumen True Monarch, Asura Sect True Monarch Chu Yu, and Prajna Temple True Monarch.

Moreover, all six were seriously injured and slumped on the ground. They could only watch this scene with despair on their faces.

"Sinner, I am a sinner!"

Zhenjun Yujun struggled to stand up, trembling, as if he had aged a lot in an instant.

True Monarch Yujun looked at the arrogance of the human race in the hands of the Rakshasa and the Protoss, being slaughtered and slaughtered like a piece of meat, and he couldn't help feeling like a knife!

This is Vientiane City, the holy land of the human race!

In the ancient times, when the emperor was born and the emperors came together in a golden world, which foreign race dared to set foot in the city for half a step?

There is an ancient anomaly tablet here.

Here are the footprints left by countless sages and predecessors!

There are even figures of ancient emperors here!

But after endless years, in the same ancient city, also at the foot of Wanxiang Mountain, the arrogance of the human race was slaughtered by the alien race without any resistance!

"I am ashamed of Fairy Linglong! I am ashamed of the sages of the human race!"

True Monarch Yujun lost too much blood, his face pale and terrifying, he knelt on the ground, kowtowed heavily in the direction of the ancient vision monument, and looked sad.

"Ugh."

The guide monk let out a long sigh.

Even though Buddhism pays attention to cause and effect, pays attention to reincarnation, and even though he has long been pessimistic about life and death, now he feels a burst of sadness and sadness.

"The sky sees pity, the emperors have spirits, have you ever seen that the arrogance of the human race is going through a catastrophe, who will save them..."

Zhenjun Luoxue lost his soul, looked up at the gray sky, two lines of clear tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, which instantly turned into ice crystals, and whispered in his mouth.

The arrogant laughter of the Rakshasa and Protoss reverberated in Vientiane City, which was so harsh.

And countless human race geniuses are struggling and shouting helplessly, which is heart-wrenching!

Regardless of men and women, whether immortals or demons, at this moment, the fate of these human races is like a mustard, mercilessly harvested by the Rakshasa and Protoss, bloodshed for thousands of miles, and sorrows everywhere!

In the blink of an eye, there were only 70,000 or 80,000 people left among the more than 100,000 Tianjiao.

And this number is still sharply decreasing!

The rest of the monks ran in a panic, panicked, their faces full of terror, and they shouted.

Some monks have even given up escaping for their lives, kneeling on the ground, begging the heavens!

Vientiane City, completely reduced to an endless hell!