Chapter 778 The Eye of the Candle Dragon?
boom! boom! boom!
Su Zimo couldn't resist the attack of the four Protoss. He avoided the key points as much as possible, but he received three heavy punches on the chest, lower abdomen, and back!
Su Zimo stepped back three steps, his face was pale, his muscles and bones were torn apart, his blood was churning, and his internal organs suffered violent shocks.
Between the breaths, there is a thick bloody smell!
If it was another cultivator, let alone three punches, even one punch from the Protoss would be enough to smash the flesh into pieces!
On the other side, seeing this scene, Ye Ling's originally calm expression also became a little anxious.
If you look closely, you can see that deep in his eyes, there are still some struggles, some hesitations, and some scruples.
Eidolon still hasn't transformed into the body.
Even so, more and more Rakshasa died in his hands!
Even the Rakshasa leader cannot stop Ye Ling's slaughter!
As time passed, the Rakshasa leader became more and more frightened.
He vaguely noticed that the black-clothed man in front of him seemed to be suppressing something.
This black-clothed man seems to contain a more terrifying and terrifying power in his body, but he has some scruples and has never released it!
The Rakshasa leader has already begun to retreat.
But Su Zimo was in danger, Yeling's mind was fluctuating, and his spirit was scattered, but the Rakshasa commander seized the opportunity and cut a bloody hole directly on Yeling's leg, deep to the bone!
This time, if Ye Ling dodged a little slower, his entire thigh would be taken off!
Blood dripping.
Ye Ling didn't say a word, but his expression became colder.
Seeing Ye Ling's injury, the head of the Rakshasa leader became alive again.
"Su Zimo's side has become a foregone conclusion. If Su Zimo can be dealt with, with the help of the Protoss, it may not be impossible to kill this black-clothed man of unknown origin!"
Turning to this point, the Rakshasa commander said loudly: "Everyone, hold on a little more, wait for the friends of the Protoss to come to help, this beast will surely die!"
There are less than twenty people left in the Rakshasa.
Under the leadership of the Rakshasa leader, a wave of fierce offensive broke out.
But even if Ye Ling was injured, he could resolve them one by one!
the other side.
Su Zimo was repelled by the four Protoss. Just standing still, before he could catch his breath, a golden figure broke through the air, carrying suffocating pressure, and came crashing down!
The tragic breath is coming!
Although there are only afterimages in front of him, Su Zimo can also guess that this is the commander of the Protoss!
Get out with anger!
This punch brought the endless anger and resentment of the Protoss leader!
Su Zimo's strength was running out, so he reluctantly raised his heavy right arm to block him.
boom!
This punch hit Su Zimo's right arm heavily.
The huge power directly blows Su Zimo flying!
Click!
The right arm was broken, twisted, and completely deformed!
With Su Zimo's indestructible body, he was still interrupted by the terrifying power of the God Race leader!
thump!
This almost invincible and invincible body, like a falling meteor, fell heavily to the ground, stirring up billowing dust.
The body was covered with scars, lying on the ground, motionless, not knowing whether to live or die, the blood all over his body was covered with mud, and it looked shocking!
The eyes of many monks dimmed.
They are very clear.
Su Zimo's defeat also means that none of them can leave Vientiane City alive!
The God Race commander looked gloomy, his originally handsome face had become extremely ferocious, there was no eyeball in his left eye, and instead there was a blood hole!
Around the wound, it has been scorched by the scorching power!
Tart Tart Tart!
The leader of the Protoss walked over step by step, one eye surging with endless murderous intent.
Not only for Su Zimo, but also for every cultivator present!
"He destroys one of my eyes, and I will let you all be buried with me!"
The voice of the leader of the Protoss was so cold that it spread to every corner of Vientiane City!
The members of the Protoss are all extremely beautiful and pay the most attention to appearance.
Now, his right eye is abolished, more serious than disfigurement, and will surely fall out of favor.
His status in the Protoss will also drop rapidly!
No one will take him seriously!
All of this must be repaid by someone!
Many monks were in despair.
"Son!"
The little fox had already cried with red and swollen eyes, rushed out of the crowd and ran towards Su Zimo.
The monkeys and the others couldn't bear it anymore and rushed over.
"do not come!"
At this moment, Su Zimo's voice sounded. Although weak, his tone was still firm and unquestionable!
The crowd stopped.
Then, under the gaze of countless eyes, the figure lying in the soil, supported the dilapidated body with one arm, and slowly stood up!
Su Zimo stepped forward and walked slowly.
The broken right arm hangs by his side.
Between the two arms, there is a layer of skin and flesh connected, and as Su Zimo moves, it swings gently, and it seems that it may break at any time!
After a while, Su Zimo once again stood in front of many monks, blocking the way of the leader of the Protoss!
This back looks a little thin and a little embarrassed.
Even, it seems to fall at any time...
However, at this moment, all the monks were in awe!
Some monks only felt their noses sore and could not help shedding tears.
"Ugh."
The guiding monk sighed and said in a low voice, "Master Su, you have done your best."
True Monarch Yujun looked sad and said: "It's not a crime of war, this is a catastrophe, this is a destiny!"
With his back to the crowd, Su Zimo remained silent.
"I don't believe in fate."
After a while, Su Zimo opened his mouth and said slowly, "Even if this is fate, I will change it!"
"Hehehehe."
The leader of the Protoss on the opposite side suddenly laughed.
The blood hole on his face looks even more ferocious!
"Eye of the candle dragon!"
The God Race commander gritted his teeth and said, "I didn't expect that you actually cultivated the Eye of the Torch Dragon!"
Su Zimo was slightly startled.
The pupil technique he practiced was extremely powerful, and it was taught to him by the red-haired ghost at the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley.
What the name was, the red-haired ghost didn't say, just randomly named it the 'Eye of the Candlelight' based on the candlelight stone in his right eye.
"Could it be that the real name of this pupil technique is called the Eye of the Torch Dragon?"
"If it's called the Eye of the Torch Dragon, why would the red-haired ghost hide it?"
"How did the Protoss recognize the origin of this pupil technique?"
"The eye of the candle dragon, the candle dragon..."
Su Zimo frowned slightly, questions emerged one after another, and his mind became a little confused, and it was difficult to sort out for a while.
No wonder he was.
In fact, the repeated battles took a toll on his body and spirit.
If it was normal, I am afraid he would have wanted to understand the strangeness.
"Stop pretending."
The leader of the God Race sneered: "On the Tianhuang Continent, the pupil technique is the most ferocious, and the most terrifying is the Tianyan Clan! Except for the Tianyan Clan, only the Eye of the Torch Dragon can break through my divine pupil!"
Tianyan clan, one of the nine fierce clans!
The leader of the Protoss did not hide the murderous intention in his eyes, and said coldly: "I don't care what relationship you have with the Dragon Clan, how to cultivate this Dragon Clan secret technique, no matter who it is, it can't save you today!"
"Dragon?"
Su Zimo looked confused.
The only relationship he has with the Dragon Clan is that he once swallowed half a dragon egg in the Valley of Dragon Skeletons.
What does this pupil technique have to do with the dragon race?
"Dragon clan, dragon clan..."
Su Zimo frowned and murmured softly, his head was dizzy, and there was a terrifying power deep in his blood, slowly waking up...