The thick smell of blood dispersed.

Crumps of scarlet flesh fell at the black-robed monk's feet.

The Jin Dan real person of the Overlord Hall was actually eaten raw by this black-robed monk!

Which of the monks who can walk to Vientiane City has never seen a dead person, and who has never killed anyone?

It's just that now that I see a living monk being torn and chewed up one bite at a time, I still feel shocked!

Some female cultivators turned pale, felt a churn in their lower abdomen, couldn't bear it, and vomited on the spot.

The night spirit, who had been killing on the battlefield, suddenly paused, as if he felt something, his nose fluttered, and he sniffed in the air, his expression changed slightly.

The Night Spirit moved, and its figure disappeared into the crowd.

"Brother Zhao!"

Pang Yue, the demon of the Overlord Palace, was stunned, let out a cry of sorrow, without saying a word, he directly sacrificed his spear and rushed towards the black-robed monk on the opposite side with great strides!

"Hey, hey, there's another one to die. ”

In the crowd, another black-robed monk laughed, his body shook, and said, "Leave this for me to eat!"

As the words fell, the black-robed monk had disappeared in place.

Pang Yue only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and there seemed to be a black shadow passing by.

"Not good!"

Pang Yue secretly exclaimed.

It's so fast!

This speed is completely beyond his sight!

Call!

It seems that someone is blowing on his neck!

A chill rushed up from the soles of the feet, and it was terrifying!

Pang Yue didn't have time to think about it, and sacrificed the Jindan vision as soon as possible!

Rumble!

In midair, the power of the vision surged.

A steady stream of spiritual power surrounded Pang Yue's side, and quickly condensed a pitch-black and terrifying spear, with thunder flashing on the body of the spear, trembling slightly, and the void was screaming!

Overlord Palace's Inheritance Vision - Optimus Spear!

"It's late!"

At the moment when Pang Yue held up the vision of Jindan, two words sounded in his ears, with a bit of banter, a little mockery, and a little murder.

Immediately afterward, he felt a chill in his throat.

This kind of chill is all too familiar to him.

It's the coldness that belongs to the blade!

The fight between the two is just a breath, and the winner has already been decided!

Under the gaze of many monks, Pang Yue rushed over, and the figure of the black-robed monk disappeared.

When Pang Yue sacrificed the vision of the golden pill, behind him, there was already an extra ghostly figure, holding a cold scimitar in his hand, slashing towards his throat!

Tianjiao, who is in the top ten of the vision list, can't even make a move in the hands of this black-robed monk!

Everyone thought that Pang Yue was about to be beheaded in a different place, and when the corpse was on the spot, in the oblique stab, one after another spear shadows broke through the air, densely packed, and stabbed towards the black-robed monk, extremely fast!

This shadow of a gun actually contains a wisp of heaven and earth!

It's a spell!

Youyuan Infant Zhenjun has made a move!

Many of the monks turned their heads to look.

I saw that the True Monarch of the Overlord Hall stared at the many black-robed monks opposite, with a solemn expression, and his hands pinched the law, and the mana in his body was surging.

This dense shadow of the gun is from his hand!

"Damn it!"

The black-robed monk who was originally behind Pang Yue screamed, and the black robe on his body suddenly shattered, turning into fragments and scattering in midair.

The true face of the black-robed monk is completely revealed!

The body is tall, the skin is dark, and a pair of jet-black flesh wings grow from the back, completely unfolded, a few feet wide!

The black-robed monk had an extremely ugly appearance, with a green face and fangs, a nose and mouth facing the sky, and sharp nails growing on his fingers and toes, which were bent and flashing with cold light!

It's like a demon in hell!

Feeling the pressure coming from behind him, the blue-faced demon didn't have time to cut through Pang Yue's throat, revealing his true face, his wings fluttered, and the whole person turned into a black light.

Whoosh!

The speed of this black light was extremely fast, completely beyond the visual reaction of the monks present.

Shuttling through the dense shadow of gunfire in mid-air, he was so agile that he completely dodged the past and returned to the back of the black-robed man!

The group cultivators were shocked!

On the one hand, I was shocked by the ugly and hideous appearance of this creature.

On the other hand, I was also shocked by the ability of this creature!

On this blue-faced demon, there was no mana fluctuation at all.

In other words, he is at most a creature of the Jindan Realm.

But this Jindan realm creature, with its terrifying and terrifying speed, completely avoided the killing move of Yuanying Zhenjun and retreated with his whole body!

Pang Yue only felt cold in his hands and feet.

Although he has escaped with his life, his heart is still hanging high and has not fallen.

A trail of blood appeared on his throat.

As long as the True Monarch of the Overlord Hall is a little slower, now, he is already a dead corpse!

"You're looking for death!"

At this moment, the blue-faced demon had just returned to the crowd, and the black-robed man led by him suddenly let out a long roar, and the black-robed robe on his body exploded instantly!

This person's body was the tallest and strongest among this group of black-robed monks, and a pair of jet-black flesh wings exuded a palpitating aura!

Call!

The black-robed man vanished.

"You are ......"

The pupils of the True Monarch of the Overlord Hall contracted violently, and as soon as he raised the spear in his hand, his lips opened slightly, and he only said three words, and then it stopped abruptly!

Time seems to stand still.

In the sight of many monks, the black-robed man disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already behind the True Monarch of the Overlord Palace, and the wings behind him were slowly retracted!

The black-robed man's hands each held two scimitars with huge arcs, on which were carved intricate and ancient patterns.

Tick tock!

The sharp tip of the knife slowly fell scarlet blood droplets.

Bones!

The head of the True Monarch of the Overlord Hall slipped directly from his neck and rolled on the ground a few times.

On the bloody skull, a pair of eyes were round, and they never looked at them, as if they had been greatly frightened before they died!

The true monarch of the Overlord Palace!

In the hands of this black-robed man, the True Monarch of the Overlord Hall failed to survive a move!

Many monks looked at this scene in amazement, and their minds went blank.

The whole process happened too quickly and too suddenly.

Pang Yue's eyes were glazed, he hadn't had time to congratulate himself on his escape from death, and the senior of the sect who rescued him was already in a different place!

In mid-air, more than a dozen Yuanying True Monarchs, who were originally fighting to the death and fighting to the death, all stopped in unison.

Yujun Zhenjun, Beidou Zhenjun, Tianming Zhenjun, Guide Monk and others had solemn expressions, staring at the group of blue-faced and fanged monsters on the long street, and the depths of their eyes revealed deep jealousy.

Even...... It's fear!

The scuffle on the ground also stopped.

Even if you are a fool, you can see that this group of green-faced and fanged creatures is not good!

The huge Vientiane City was originally still noisy and mocking, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

In the blink of an eye, it was already silent.

There was a bloody smell in the air, and there was a sense of slaughter!

The figure of the Night Spirit, hidden in the crowd.

He stared at this group of green-faced and fanged creatures, although his eyes were surging with murderous intent, he seemed more and more profound, restraining the aura on his body, hiding his gaze as much as possible, not letting the other party find out!

The little fat man stood beside Lin Xuanji, and he could clearly feel the subtle movements on Lin Xuanji's body.

Lin Xuanji's hands behind his back were trembling slightly!

"Brother Lin, what is the origin of these people?" the little fat man asked in a low voice.

Lin Xuanji's face was ugly, his face was like ashes, he swallowed his saliva before he said slowly: "One of the Nine Ancient Clans, the Rakshasa Clan!"

(End of chapter)