Tianming Zhenjun ran wildly all the way, sweating profusely.

Half of it was because of the urging mana, and it was operated to the extreme.

The other half was frightened by excessive fright, and was scared into a cold sweat.

Vientiane City has been left far behind him.

Yujun Zhenjun, the Guide Monk, and Luoxue Zhenjun made a move, stopped the Rakshasa commander, and saved him, plus the appearance of the Protoss, he was able to escape from the city while the chaos occurred.

Even so, he didn't dare to stop, and galloped into the distance without looking back, for fear that the Rakshasa Commander would chase after him!

After running for a while, only the sound of the whistling wind and his own wheezing were left in his ears, and Tianming Zhenjun gradually stopped and looked back with palpitations.

At the end of the line of sight, Vientiane City turned into a palm-sized black dot.

But I can still clearly see that near the black spot, the blood is surging to the sky, and the sky is in turmoil!

The Rakshasa clan and the god clan appeared in Vientiane City at the same time, and under the baptism of such a catastrophe, I am afraid that less than one-tenth of the monks can escape.

At least in a hundred years, the Heavenly Desolate Cultivation Realm will be greatly damaged!

"Su Zimo, this little cub, is really lucky, by mistake, he left one step ahead of schedule to avoid this catastrophe. ”

Tianming Zhenjun said hatefully: "If this little cub is in Vientiane City, he happens to use the hands of the Rakshasa clan and the god clan to kill him, at least solve this big problem!"

Tianming Zhenjun stood in mid-air, his expression was cloudy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, Tianming Zhenjun's eyes flashed, as if he had some plan, his figure flickered, and he disappeared from the spot.

......

Di Yin's expression is gloomy!

Leaving Vientiane City, he fled all the way, and Su Zimo followed him like a shadow, always chasing behind.

No matter how many secret techniques he unleashed, it would be difficult to shake them off.

The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer!

Emperor Yin's spiritual power has almost dried up.

Even if you keep taking the elixir, you can't withstand such intense and high-intensity consumption!

He believes that Su Zimo's situation will never be too good.

But even so, the madman behind him still didn't have the slightest intention of stopping, and the killing intent was like frost, like a thorn in the back!

"What a madman!"

Di Yin scolded secretly.

His legs were almost unconscious, and he felt dizzy in his mind.

If he runs like this, before Su Zimo catches up, he is afraid that he will be exhausted to death!

As a peerless demon, Di Yin is arrogant, so he naturally will not open his mouth to beg for mercy.

Moreover, he also knows that there is no end to death between the two!

Changing places, he will never let Su Zimo go.

He even once said that not only Su Zimo, but even the people around him must be killed one by one, cutting down the grass and eradicating the roots!

In fact, this is also the reason why Su Zimo had to kill Di Yin!

"Kill!"

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Di Yin suddenly turned around, turned his hand and sacrificed the big jade seal, covered Su Zimo's face, and smashed it down!

His spiritual power was exhausted, and the spiritual patterns on the jade seal couldn't even be activated.

But even so, the Daqian Jade Seal is indestructible, as long as the strength is enough, it can also smash Su Zimo into pulp!

"Humph!"

Although Su Zimo chased fiercely, Emperor Yin made a slight move, and he already had a spiritual sense to warn and take precautions.

"The trapped beast is still fighting!"

Su Zimo held the coiling dragon seal in his hand, his body was full of demonic energy, and he said loudly: "Emperor Yin, your spiritual power has been exhausted, and your means have been exhausted! But I don't have spiritual power, I can still kill you!"

While!

The Great Qian Jade Seal and the Panlong Seal collided together, making a sound of gold and stone clashing, which was extremely piercing, and sparks splashed everywhere!

"Hmm!"

Emperor Yin snorted, the tiger's mouth was torn, and he couldn't hold the big jade seal, so he flew away.

Ten years ago, at the bottom of the Buried Dragon Valley, Emperor Yin was still able to compete with Su Zimo, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser.

Ten years later, Di Yin is no longer Su Zimo's opponent!

Even if Emperor Yin has an imperial inheritance, it can't work!

"How did this person's qi, blood, and physical body cultivate to such a terrifying level?"

Di Yin's palms trembled, his toes touched the ground, and his body retreated violently.

Rumble!

Su Zimo stepped on the ground and rushed forward, like a divine horse, bursting out with a tragic aura.

Su Zimo raised the coiling dragon seal with his right hand, like an ancient demon, with a monstrous aura, and his left hand fished out in mid-air, pinching the fallen Daqian jade seal in his palm.

"Give me death!"

Almost in the blink of an eye, Su Zimo had already come to Di Yin's side.

The two great seals cover the sky and the sun, like two huge mountains, carrying endless coercion, shining on the head of Emperor Yin, and smashing down with a bang!

If he hits it this time, even if Di Yin has an innate defensive spirit weapon on his body, he will be shocked to death!

Seeing that he couldn't dodge, Di Yin pulled down the jade pendant hanging from his waist with his backhand, and he didn't want to think about it, so he crushed it!

Airplanes!

A brilliant light bloomed, condensing a layer of light around Di Yin's body, protecting it inside.

Rumble!

The two Great Seals were not divided into front and back, and they fell heavily on this light mask.

Di Yin's figure was directly smashed into the air, and he rolled out more than ten zhang on the ground before he could stop.

"This is a talisman?"

Su Zimo's eyes froze.

Talismans like ornaments, which can be carried around, are extremely precious in the cultivation realm, and they are all prepared by some super sects, or Dao monarchs, for the closest people around them.

Di Yin used to be the first real person in the Heavenly Desolation, and he was so demonic, sweeping the same level, and carrying this kind of talisman on his body, it is not surprising.

Di Yin struggled to get up, glanced at the light mask around his body, and his pupils contracted violently!

The light on the mask dimmed a lot.

What really shocked him was that a crack appeared on this light mask!

Although it is subtle, he can see it clearly!

You must know that this talisman weapon can even withstand the full force of the top Yuanying True Monarch!

In other words, with this talisman weapon, combined with his terrifying combat power, he could not have any danger in the ancient battlefield!

Unexpectedly, this light mask was cracked under Su Zimo's blow!

"Even if you have a talisman, it won't be able to protect you!"

Su Zimo's eyes were cold, and Emperor Yin, who was striding forward, killed him.

"Is it really going to kill me?"

Emperor Yin stared at Su Zimo who rushed over, his expression was hideous, and his eyes showed endless unwillingness.

Suddenly!

A voice sounded in midair, full of banter.

"Hehe, the two ants are fighting quite fiercely. ”

This voice is erratic, far and near, and the location is difficult to determine at all!

"Huh?"

Su Zimo's eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes turned, and there was a faint flash of thunder and lightning, falling on a black light that was speeding through the void not far away.

This black light paused his body and revealed his true face.

The man was tall, black, with green hair and green eyes, a green face and fangs, and was extremely ugly, with a pair of huge fleshy wings behind him, which were flickering gently.

"These two seals are good, I want them. ”

The person who came was condescending, with a haughty expression, looking at Su Zimo and Di Yin's eyes, as if he was looking at two dead people.

"This seems to be ......"

Su Zimo frowned slightly.

Di Yin stared at the comer, frowned, and then seemed to think of something, his expression changed greatly, and he exclaimed: "Rakshasa clan!"

"Sure enough!"

Su Zimo's eyes were cold.

In the ancient books at the bottom of the Burial Dragon Valley, he had seen some words about the Nine Ancient Clans, and now it came from the mouth of Emperor Yin, which further confirmed his judgment!

(End of chapter)