Chapter 763 Dark Chapter
The process of the two really fighting was extremely short.
But the danger in it is not enough for outsiders.
If he was stimulated by Rakshasa's words, if he really showed his flaws, or if his movements were a little slow, he would probably be Su Zimo who was lying on the ground at this time.
Su Zimo stared at the Rakshasa corpse with a gloomy expression.
Nine times out of ten, what the Rakshasa say is true!
Su Zimo is not a saint, and he never thought of saving everyone, but Fatty, Monkey and others are in the Vientiane City, and their life and death are uncertain, he must go back to see.
The situation in Vientiane City is not optimistic.
Maybe it's worse than he expected!
It's just that a Rakshasa is already so tricky.
If there are more than a hundred Rakshasa in the city of Vientiane, Su Zimo is really not sure.
Moreover, from the mouth of the dead Rakshasa, Su Zimo learned that there was a Rakshasa leader among them!
The strength of this Rakshasa leader is probably comparable to that of the True Monarch Nascent Soul!
The safest way, of course, is to take the elixir immediately and adjust the breath in place.
Not to mention returning to the peak state, it is safest to wait until the spiritual power has recovered 70% to 80%, and the Jindan vision can be released and then go back.
But Su Zimo was really worried about Little Fatty and the others, and his anxiety became stronger and stronger. He just pondered a little and decided to return to Vientiane City immediately!
"I hope nothing happens!"
Su Zimo murmured softly, his eyes were cold, his figure flashed, and he galloped away in the direction of Vientiane City.
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Vientiane City is full of blood and energy, surrounded by grievances.
On the streets, on the roofs, and in the corners, there are broken limbs, broken arms, and cold dead bodies everywhere, shocking.
The black light in the air is still galloping.
Evil laughter, everywhere!
In the hands of each Rakshasa clan, there were three or two cultivators who were still alive, biting their flesh and blood, their eyes glowing with green light, and their expressions were excited.
More than 100,000 Tianjiao, nearly half of them have fallen, and more injured!
"As I said, no one is allowed to leave without my permission!"
The leader of the God Race stood in the air, looking down at the cultivator who was in endless panic below. His tone was flat, but he revealed an unquestionable majesty!
No one can provoke the Protoss.
The fate of provoking the Protoss is death!
Gradually, some monks did not escape, and there was endless despair in their eyes.
Some people stood there blankly, looking at the corpses lying in a pool of blood beside them, their eyes were dull, as if they had lost their souls.
"very good."
The Protoss commander raised his mouth slightly, and said leisurely, "As long as you stay here, I will not kill you indiscriminately, nor will I treat you as blood food like the Rakshasa clan did."
In the eyes of the Protoss, the human race is despicable, and its flesh and blood are extremely dirty, and they don't even bother to taste it.
"Humph!"
Hearing this sentence, the Rakshasa commander in mid-air snorted coldly, raised his arms, and asked loudly, "Clan, are you full?"
"It's almost bursting my belly, it's really happy!"
A Rakshasa laughed arrogantly.
The Rakshasa leader nodded, waved his hand, and raised his voice: "The ants of the human race, listen, as long as you stay in Vientiane City honestly and don't think about escaping, my Rakshasa clan can spare you for a while!"
"Commander, brothers are full, but not enough to kill!"
A Rakshasa couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes and roared loudly.
"What do you know!"
The Rakshasa commander smiled gloomily and said: "These human races have been killed, and the flesh and blood are no longer fresh! I plan to keep them in captivity in this Vientiane City as food for the future!"
"Lead the wise!"
Many Rakshasa's eyes lit up and shouted in unison.
Hearing these words, True Monarch Yujun looked angry and trembled with anger.
The guiding monk sighed, watching this scene, as if he could feel the despair and helplessness of the human race being enslaved by all races in the ancient times.
More and more cultivators stopped fleeing.
Continue to run out of the city, and you will die.
If you stay in Vientiane City, you can at least live for a while.
"Nianqi is in the hands of the Protoss, I can't go, you all leave first, go to the big brother, and tell him not to come back." Qingqing struggled and pondered for a while, but made this decision.
Little Fatty and others didn't know Nian Qi.
But Qingqing saw it clearly and was restrained by the God Race, and the woman who escorted her was Nianqi!
"If you don't go, I won't go either."
Linghu suppressed the fear in his heart, patted his chest, and said firmly: "Qingqing, don't worry, I have Hu Batian to accompany you. If these aliens want to hurt you, they have to pass me first!"
Qingqing was moved, looking at Linghu, her eyes were slightly red.
"We're not leaving either."
The monkey's bloody eyes turned and said lightly.
"Brother Monkey, you..."
"Needless to say, we are sworn brothers, so naturally we have to advance and retreat together."
"Yes, advance and retreat together!"
The golden lion also nodded and clenched his fists.
The little fat man scratched his head, looked at Leng Rou, and looked at Lin Xuanji, and he had no idea for a while.
Lin Xuanji smiled miserably and said, "I definitely won't leave. Mixc City was built by Xuanji Palace. As a disciple of Xuanji Palace, even if I die, I will die here!"
Ji Chengtian's eyes flickered, and he pondered: "Let's stay too, at this time, most of the monks chose to stay in Vientiane City, and very few monks rushed out, and if they changed, they would definitely become the target of the Rakshasa and Protoss. !"
"it is good!"
Everyone should come down.
"Get them all together with these three Nascent Soul True Monarchs as the center."
The Rakshasa commander looked at the three of Yujun Zhenjun, and there was a joke in his tone.
"It's so slow, I think you're courting death!"
A cultivator was seriously injured and staggered. He was reprimanded by a Rakshasa, and his head was cut off with a knife, and the corpse was on the spot!
The remaining monks changed color in shock, and their steps were much faster.
The people of the Protoss carried their hands on their backs, their expressions were arrogant, there was no pity in their eyes, and they looked on indifferently.
It didn't take long for the monks in the city to gather together, densely packed.
With the support of True Monarch Luoxue, True Monarch Yujun stood up and looked around.
Yesterday, there were more than 100,000 famous people here, but now, there are only 50,000 people left, and half of the monks have become cold corpses, sleeping here forever!
tragic!
Most of the remaining 50,000 monks are also injured, and they will become the rations of the Rakshasa. No one will be spared!
True Monarch Yujun burst into tears, and his lips twitched. After a while, he finally didn't say a word, and only turned into a deep sigh.
Behind it is Vientiane Peak.
This mountain has been standing here since ancient times, and it has witnessed the birth of countless arrogant monsters, the rise of the human race, and the collision of ancient emperors!
Today, this mountain will witness scenes of more than 100,000 celebrities being slaughtered by aliens!
This day will eventually become the most shameful and dark chapter in the history of human cultivation!