In less than three breaths, two rakshasas fell in a row!

Many monks were breathless, staring at this scene in disbelief.

The Rakshasa clan is the Nine Ancient Clans, with noble blood, born with a pair of flesh wings, and the body is agile and fast, and the monks present have all felt the horror of the Rakshasa clan.

And now, the two rakshasas are dead.

and even died a little unclear.

Not to mention other monks, even if it is a monkey and a spirit tiger, they have grown up watching this night spirit since they were children, and now they are the sworn brothers of the night spirit, they are all shocked at this time.

They knew that the Eidolon was not small, but where did they think it would be so terrifying!

More than thirty rakshasas rushed over at the same time, one by one, and two of them had already fallen!

This kind of means, this kind of combat power, has reached the point of shocking the world!

"It seems that I am not unjustly defeated. ”

The golden lion muttered.

The first time he met the Eidolin, he fell in love.

Originally, this lion still thought that he would practice diligently in the future and have a chance to find a place again, but until this time, this thought had disappeared without a trace.

The three Yuanying True Monarchs glanced at each other, and they could all see the shock and confusion in each other's eyes.

Others may not be able to see the real fight between the two sides.

And the three of them have divine senses, and they can roughly capture the process of the night spirit and more than thirty rakshasas.

Stunning, perfect, terrifying!

The night spirit shot ruthlessly and decisively, without the slightest hesitation, without the slightest bit of mud and water.

One hit kills!

The whole process, the first reaction of the three people, was amazing.

This shot, whether it is timing, angle, or body style, speed, or the explosion of power, or the choice of object, is perfect.

There is no blemish!

But the more I think about this process, the more terrifying I feel.

Even if the three of them were in their heyday, in the face of an attack like the Night Spirit, I am afraid it would be difficult to retreat with their whole body!

This Eidolon is simply born to kill!

On his body, there is a faint aura, pure and ancient, dark and cold, which makes people feel uneasy and shudder!

The three of Yujun Zhenjun have cultivated to this realm, breaking free from the shackles of heaven and earth, and the longevity has reached a thousand years, even if they face the Rakshasa clan, they will not have this feeling.

But now, when the three of them felt the breath on the night spirit, they were a little flustered!

Just as the three Yuanying True Monarchs were thinking wildly, another rakshasa fell from mid-air, a bloody hole was punched in his chest, and his heart was broken.

The figure of the night spirit is like a ghost.

Under the shroud of night, faint and faint.

Although the attack of more than 30 rakshasas is fierce, the night spirits can always find a gap in it, dodge it, and wait for the opportunity to counterattack!

The Protoss Commander originally had the intention of watching the excitement and watched coldly.

But at this time, the Protoss Commander frowned, staring at the figure of the Night Spirit, his eyes flickering and thoughtful.

The Rakshasa Lord's face was gloomy and terrifying.

At the same time, on another battlefield, changes have also taken place!

"Boom!mm

Six Sanskrit sounds, such as Hong Zhong Da Lu, suddenly descended, resounding through the heavens and the earth!

In this Sanskrit sound, there is the supreme power of Buddhism.

Six-character mantra!

The lost and extinct school of Daming Temple reproduces Vientiane City!

The power of a single Sanskrit sound is enough to shake the monk's mind.

Six Sanskrit sounds erupted at the same time, like a stone breaking the sky, causing the heavens and the earth to shake, the wind and clouds to change color, and at the end of the sky, there was even a rolling thunder sound to echo it!

At this time, many monks who were outside the battlefield felt their qi and blood fluctuating, and their hearts were pounding.

But the dozens of rakshasas on the battlefield were only slightly stunned!

Their bloodlines are too strong.

Although the power of the Great Ming Mantra was strong, it could not affect them too much.

At this moment, Su Zimo made a move!

"Slash!"

With a loud shout, all the blood colors surrounding Su Zimo instantly converged and condensed on the blood quenching knife in his hands.

Immediately after, a ray of blood broke through the sky!

Su Zimo's blood burst out, his black hair fluttered wildly, wielding a blood-quenching knife, and he drew a huge blood-colored semicircle in mid-air, almost cutting heaven and earth in half!

Puff puff!

At least ten rakshasas were slashed by this blood ray.

With such a terrifying force, they couldn't resist it at all.

There were three rakshasas who were cut in two on the spot, and the scimitars in their hands were all chopped by the blood quenching knife!

The rest of the rakshasas, although they resisted the edge of the blood quenching knife, could not resist the impact of this force on the body, coughing blood in their mouths, their eyes were dim, and they flew out upside down, seriously injured and fell to the ground.

Zheng Zheng Zheng!

The Blood Quenching Knife has been tempered in the backyard of the Burial Dragon Valley, and has become a powerful weapon!

Now, drinking the blood of the rakshasa booze, this knife looks even more terrifying, the edge is sharp, the blade exudes a heavy bloody aura, and it trembles with excitement!

"Array!"

The voice of the Rakshasa Commander suddenly sounded, cold and piercing!

Whoa, whoa!

The rakshasas on the two battlefields took out chains made of dark iron and steel from their storage bags.

These rakshasas were in groups of twos and twos, pulling at the two ends of the chains, using the speed of their bodies to circle around Su Zimo, crisscrossing and criss-crossing.

Su Zimo's heart froze, he didn't dare to be careless, and dealt with it carefully.

The chains are soft.

The blood quenching knife slashed up, and there was a feeling of being powerless.

Su Zimo swung the knife continuously, but he exerted the power of the knife without bleeding, and the space for flashing and moving became smaller and smaller.

It didn't take long for his body to be wrapped around a chain!

"Huh?"

Su Zimo frowned.

On this chain, there are hidden small sharp spikes, which are imperceptible!

When the chains were wrapped around Su Zimo's body, these spikes were revealed, and they instantly pierced into the flesh and blood!

With Su Zimo's powerful body, he can't stop the edge of these spikes!

It was only a little distracted, and another chain was also entangled, and it circled around Su Zimo's arm twice, completely limiting the power of the Blood Quenching Knife.

"It's not good!"

Luoxue Zhenjun let out a low sigh.

More and more chains were wrapped around Su Zimo's body.

The more chains there are, the harder it is for Su Zimo to break free.

Without the threat of the blood quenching knife, coupled with Su Zimo falling into the big array, the Rakshasa clan relied on their fast and agile body skills, and was almost invincible!

Arms, thighs, chest, back, chains, like pythons, tightly wrapped around Su Zimo's body, exposing fangs and biting flesh!

In the blink of an eye, Su Zimo had fallen into many chains!

The Rakshasa Commander's expression slowed slightly, and he smiled fiercely: "Mole ant, why don't you struggle?"

"This is the Tianluo Great Array of my Rakshasa clan, don't say it's you, an ant, even if the barbarians in the nine clans fall into it, they can't break free!"

Dozens of rakshasas, each holding a chain in their hands, stood in the air, condescending, looking at Su Zimo's eyes full of banter.

"Hehehe. ”

Su Zimo stood in place, motionless, and suddenly laughed.

"With all this broken copper and iron, you want to trap me?"

(End of chapter)