Chapter 778: Candle Dragon's Eye?

Bang! Bang!

When the five gods came, Su Zimo couldn't resist it, and avoided the key points as much as possible, but he received three heavy punches in his chest, lower abdomen, and back!

Su Zimo took three steps back, his face was pale, his muscles and bones were cracked, his qi and blood were churning, and his internal organs were violently shaken.

Between breaths, there is a heavy bloody breath!

If it were other monks, not to mention three punches, even one punch from the Protoss would be enough to tear the body apart!

On the other side, seeing this scene, the night spirit's originally calm expression also became a little anxious.

If you look closely, you can see that in the depths of his eyes, there is still a little struggle, a little hesitation, and a little scruples.

The Eidolon still hasn't conjured into its original form.

Even so, there are more and more rakshasas dying in his hands!

Even if it is the leader of the Rakshasas, it can't stop the killing of the night spirits!

As time passed, the Rakshasa Warlord became more and more frightened.

He vaguely sensed that the man in black in front of him seemed to be suppressing something.

This man in black seems to have a more terrifying and terrifying power in his body, but he has some scruples, so he has never released it!

The Rakshasa Commander has already begun to retreat.

But Su Zimo was in distress, the night spirit's mind fluctuated, and his spirit was scattered, but the Rakshasa commander seized the opportunity and cut a bloody hole directly on the night spirit's leg, which was as deep as the bone!

This time, if the night spirit dodges a little slowly, the entire thigh will be unloaded!

Bloody.

The night spirit didn't say a word, but his expression became colder and colder.

Seeing that the night spirit was injured, the Rakshasa Lord's mind came alive again.

"Su Zimo's side is a foregone conclusion, if Su Zimo can be solved, with the help of the Protoss, it may not be impossible to kill this man in black of unknown origin!"

At this point, the Rakshasa commander raised his voice and said, "Everyone, hold on a little longer, and wait for the friends of the Protoss to come to help, this beast will definitely die!"

The remaining rakshasas are less than twenty people.

Under the leadership of the Rakshasa Commander, a ferocious offensive erupted.

But even if the night spirit is injured, it can be resolved one by one!

The other side.

Su Zimo was repelled by the four Protoss, and just stood still, before he could take a breath, a golden figure broke through the air, carrying a suffocating oppression, and exploded!

The tragic breath is coming!

Although there were only afterimages in front of him, Su Zimo could also guess that this was the leader of the Protoss!

Shoot with anger!

This punch carries the endless anger and resentment of the Protoss Commander!

Su Zimo had little strength left, and he barely raised his heavy right arm and blocked it in front of him.

Rumble!

This punch hit Su Zimo's right arm hard.

The huge power directly knocked Su Zimo into the air!

Click!

The right arm is broken, twisted, and completely deformed!

With Su Zimo's indestructible body, he was still interrupted by the terrifying power that erupted from the Protoss Commander!

Thump!

This almost invincible, invincible body, like a falling meteor, fell heavily to the ground, stirring up billowing dust.

The body was scarred, lying on the ground, motionless, life and death were unknown, and the blood all over his body was covered with mud, which looked shocking!

Many of the monks were stunned.

They are well aware.

Su Zimo's defeat also means that none of them can leave Vientiane City alive!

The Protoss Commander's expression was gloomy, and his originally handsome face had become extremely hideous, and there was no eyeball in his left eye, replaced by a blood hole!

The wound was all around the scorching force!

Tart tart tart!

The Protoss Commander walked over step by step, and his one-eyed eyes were surging with endless killing opportunities.

Not just for Su Zimo, but for every monk present!

"If he destroys one of my eyes, I'll bury you all!"

The voice of the leader of the Protoss, cold and piercing, spread to every corner of Vientiane City!

The people in the Protoss are all extremely handsome, and they pay the most attention to their appearance.

Now, his right eye is disfigured, worse than disfigured, and he will fall out of favor.

His status in the Protoss will also decline rapidly!

No one will value him!

Someone has to pay it back!

Many monks were disillusioned.

"Childe!"

The little fox had already cried so much that his eyes were red and swollen, and he rushed out of the crowd and ran towards Su Zimo.

The monkey and the others couldn't bear it anymore and rushed over.

"Don't come here!"

At this moment, Su Zimo's voice sounded, although weak, but the tone was still firm, unquestionable!

The crowd stopped.

Then, under the gaze of countless eyes, the figure lying in the dirt, supporting the tattered body with one arm, slowly stood up!

Su Zimo took a step forward and walked slowly.

The broken right arm hangs down at his side.

Between the two arms, there is a layer of skin and flesh connected, and as Su Zimo walks, 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 Protoss leader!

This back looks a little thin and a little embarrassed.

It even seems like you can fall down at any moment......

But, at this moment, all the monks were in awe!

Some monks only felt that their noses were sour and could not help but shed tears.

"Alas. ”

The guiding monk sighed and said in a low voice, "Master Su, you have done your best. ”

Yujun Zhenjun looked sad, and said: "It's not a crime of war, this is a catastrophe, this is a fate!"

With his back to everyone, Su Zimo was silent.

"I don't believe in fate. ”

After a while, Su Zimo opened his mouth and said slowly: "Even if this is fate, I have to change it!"

"Hehehehehe. ”

The Protoss Commander on the opposite side suddenly laughed.

The blood hole on the face looks even more hideous!

"Eye of the Candle Dragon!"

The Protoss Commander gritted his teeth and said, "I didn't expect you to cultivate the Eye of the Candle Dragon!"

Su Zimo was slightly stunned.

The pupil technique he cultivated was extremely powerful, and it was taught to him by the red-haired ghost at the bottom of the Burial Dragon Valley.

What exactly is the name, the red-haired ghost didn't say, but based on the candlelight stone in his right eye, he casually gave the name of 'candlelight eye'.

"Could it be that the real name of this pupil technique is called the Eye of the Candle Dragon?"

"If it's called the Eye of the Candle Dragon, why does the red-haired ghost hide it?"

"How did the Protoss recognize the origin of this pupil technique?"

"Eye of the Candle Dragon, Candle Dragon ......"

Su Zimo frowned slightly, questions emerged, and his mind became a little confused, and it was difficult to sort out for a while.

He is not to blame.

It was really a fierce battle, which caused too much consumption to his body and spirit.

If it were in normal times, I'm afraid he would have figured out the strangeness a long time ago.

"Don't pretend. ”

The Divine Clan Commander sneered: "On the Heavenly Desolate Continent, the most ferocious and terrifying pupil technique is the Heavenly Eye Clan!

The Tianyan Clan, one of the Nine Fierce Clans!

The Protoss Commander did not hide the murderous intent in his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "I don't care what you have to do with the Dragon Clan, how to cultivate this Dragon Clan's secret technique, no matter who it is, I can't save you today!"

"Dragons?"

Su Zimo looked confused.

The only relationship he had with the dragon clan was that he had swallowed half a dragon egg in the Valley of the Dragon Skeleton.

What does this pupil technique have to do with the dragon clan?

"Dragons, Dragons......"

Su Zimo frowned, muttered softly, his head was groggy, and there was a terrifying force in the depths of his blood, slowly waking up......

(End of chapter)