Tianming Zhenjun unleashed the Wind and Thunder Escape Technique, the mana surged, and his body was like a galloping wind, running all the way towards the outside of Vientiane City, without stopping!

He couldn't even take care of the disciples under his door!

Tianming Zhenjun is not the sealer of the end of his life.

He is at the peak of the Yuanying True Monarch, and it is impossible for him to sacrifice his life in order to protect his disciples!

Tianming Zhenjun's expression was panicked, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

made this decision, not because he was confused for a while, but because he made a decision to judge the situation!

The Nine Fierce Clans are too terrifying.

The fear of the Nine Fierce Clans has been deeply ingrained, originating from the depths of the bloodline, and it is simply irresistible!

It's like a mortal seeing a beast, even if he doesn't fight it, he will be terrified!

What's more, the terrifying methods displayed by the Rakshasa Commander, Tianming Zhenjun asked himself that he was not an opponent at all, and staying in Vientiane City would definitely be lifeless!

Now, they fled as soon as possible, and there may be a glimmer of life.

In fact, not only Tianming Zhenjun, but even most Zhenjun, such as Beidou Zhenjun and Yuankong Monk, also had the same thoughts.

Vientiane City chaos!

In mid-air, figures were dancing.

The eerie laughter spread throughout the city.

The Rakshasa grinned widely, revealing their bloody fangs, staring at the monks fleeing in a hurry below, their eyes glowing, as if they had seen a gluttonous feast!

Burst!

A Zixiao Sect monk didn't take a few steps before his chest was pierced by a black light, and blood was dripping with blood!

This person's gaze was dull, his eyes dimmed instantly, his whole body paused a little, and suddenly exploded, killing him on the spot!

"Ahh

As soon as a nun from Mingxin Nunnery took off the air, she felt a shadow appear above her head.

Before she could sacrifice the vision of Jindan, there was a sharp pain in her lower abdomen, and she almost fainted!

She subconsciously looked down.

I saw that my lower abdomen was revealing a bloody claw, and I was holding a round lump of gold pill in my palm!

The nun was on the side of her head and fainted on the spot.

"Hey, hey!"

The Rakshasa took out the golden pill, put it directly into his mouth, and swallowed it.

Then he dug out the nun's heart and stuffed it into her mouth, splashing blood all over the place!

Scenes like this are frequently staged.

Although it is also a Jindan realm, the human race Tianjiao is in the hands of the Rakshasa clan, and it is not vulnerable at all, and ordinary Jindan visions will be easily shattered by the Rakshasa clan!

Only Tianjiao, who is on the vision list, can support it if he sacrifices the vision of Jindan.

But what the Rakshasas are good at is speed and body style!

Tianjiao on the vision list sacrificed the Jindan vision, and he could only barely protect himself, and when the power of the vision was exhausted, they were still on the fish and meat, and they were slaughtered!

More than 100 Rakshasa people, armed with scimitars, shuttled through the crowd wantonly, and everywhere they passed, there was blood and bones!

This black light is like the sickle of death, harvesting the life of the human race.

More than 100,000 monks scattered and fled, and the little fat man and others gathered together, with a small target, and they had not yet attracted the attention of the Rakshasa clan.

"What should I do?"

The little fat man saw sweat on his forehead and asked in a low voice.

These people got together because of Su Zimo.

Now, Su Zimo is gone, and they have no idea.

Everyone has a different look and a different mind.

"I'm afraid of a bird!"

The monkey's eyes flashed with blood, staring at the flying Rakshasa black light in the air, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he said coldly: "Kill the damn, it doesn't matter what race it is!"

"Alas. ”

Ji Chengtian sighed: "That's what I said, but, but...... The Rakshasa clan is terrifying!"

Seeing the monks of the Danchi Sect falling one by one, their heads in different places, he looked sad, but he felt a burst of powerlessness.

Xiao Ning pursed her lips and wanted to cry.

With a cold and tranquil temperament, seeing so many of Qianhemen's fellow disciples falling, his heart was also a pang of colic, and his expression was painful.

Linghu swallowed his saliva, his eyes flickered, and he whispered: "Brother Monkey, these Rakshasa clans haven't provoked us, let's stay away for the time being." ”

When Lin Xuanji saw this scene, he sighed in his heart.

This group of them is still like this, with different thoughts, not to mention more than 100,000 cultivators from all over the Heavenly Desolate Continent and from different sect forces?

It is simply unrealistic to want to bring these more than 100,000 monks together.

The tide is over!

Today, the Terran Tianjiao will not escape this catastrophe!

Not to mention the little fat man and the others, it was these demon beasts around Su Zimo, the little fox, Qingqing, the golden lion, and the spirit tiger were all a little frightened, and there was a trace of fear in their eyes.

Only the monkey looked unruly, and the fierce light in his eyes did not decrease.

The Night Spirit was expressionless, his eyes dark, and he followed behind the group, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Eidolin, what do you say?"

The monkey asked, turning his head.

"Take advantage of the chaos and get out. ”

The Night Spirit opened his mouth and said in a deep voice, "If there is a war, I am afraid it will be difficult to retreat with all my body. ”

The monkey's mind turned, and he gradually calmed down.

Even if he thinks that his combat power is unparalleled, he can only fight with one or two Rakshasa clans at most.

Together, there are only a dozen of them.

And there are more than 100 Rakshasa people.

What's more, there is an even more terrifying Rakshasa commander who can suppress the Yuanying True Monarch, once the war starts, most of them will be unable to resist the killing of the Rakshasa clan!

"Let's evacuate Vientiane City, the general trend is gone. ”

At this moment, Lin Xuanji's voice came, revealing a trace of tiredness and helplessness.

Now that the decision has been made, everyone no longer hesitates.

"Let's go!"

The monkey beckoned, and everyone followed the crowd and fled towards the outside of Vientiane City.

......

In mid-air, Tianming Zhenjun galloped and ran all the way.

Behind him, a little behind, there was a sword light closely following, extremely fast!

"Yue Hua, get out of here!"

Tianming Zhenjun caught a glimpse of this scene from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but change his expression slightly, and he let out a low sigh.

This sword light is the Sword Sect Yue Hua Zhenjun who released the sword escape technique.

In the Tianming True Monarch's mind, the two Yuan Infant True Monarchs are gathered together, and the goal is relatively large, and it will definitely be easy to attract the attention of the Rakshasa clan!

"Why don't you get away!"

Yue Hua Zhenjun was not to be outdone, and ridiculed each other.

Before the words fell, Tianming Zhenjun and Yue Hua Zhenjun suddenly felt a chill to their bones.

The evil wind is howling, and the black light is breaking through the sky!

It's too fast!

The Rakshasa commander came first, and he actually caught up!

Poof!

Yue Hua Zhenjun patronized and fled, his reaction was a little slower, the blood flashed, and the next moment, he was already in a different place.

A flickering little figure flew out from Yue Hua Zhenjun's eyebrows, his expression was flustered, and after he got out of his body, he trembled all over, obviously unable to withstand the murderous and bloody aura that permeated Vientiane City.

The primordial spirit of the Yuanying True Monarch is too fragile.

True Monarch's out-of-body spirit is very easy to fall into wounds that are difficult to heal, and there is even the danger of falling.

But at this time, Yue Hua Zhenjun couldn't take care of much.

It's just that his primordial spirit has just come out of his shell, and he is pinched by a pitch-black and thick palm!

"Quack!"

The laughter of the Rakshasa leader sounded: "I haven't tasted the taste of the True Monarch's Yuan Shen yet, so I just tasted it today!"

Poof!

The Rakshasa Commander actually stuffed Yue Hua Zhenjun's Yuan Shen into his mouth and chewed it to pieces!

Tianming Zhenjun saw that his body was cold, his hands and feet were weak, and he almost fell from mid-air.

(End of chapter)