The process of the two really fighting each other is extremely short.

But the danger is not enough for outsiders.

If he was stimulated by Rakshasa's words, and his flaws were really revealed, or his movements were a little slower, he was probably lying on the ground at this time, and he was probably Su Zimo.

Su Zimo stared at the corpse of the Rakshasa clan with a gloomy expression.

Nine times out of ten, what the Rakshasa clan said is true!

Su Zimo is not a saint, and he didn't want to save everyone, but the little fat man and the monkey and others are in Vientiane City, and their lives and deaths are uncertain, so he must go back and see.

The situation in Vientiane is not optimistic.

Perhaps, it was worse than he expected!

It's just that a rakshasa is already so tricky.

If there are really more than 100 rakshasas in Vientiane City, Su Zimo is really not very sure.

Moreover, from the mouth of the dead Rakshasa, Su Zimo learned that there was also a Rakshasa commander among them!

The strength of this Rakshasa commander is probably already comparable to Yuanying Zhenjun!

The safest way, of course, is to take the elixir immediately and pranayama on the spot.

Not to mention returning to the peak state, it is most secure to wait until the spiritual power recovers seventy or eighty percent, and can release the golden pill vision and then turn back.

But Su Zimo really couldn't rest assured that the little fat man and the others, and the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense, so he just groaned a little, and decided to return to Vientiane City immediately!

"I hope nothing happens!"

Su Zimo muttered softly, his eyes were cold, his figure flickered, and he galloped in the direction of Vientiane City.

......

Vientiane City, blood is soaring, surrounded by unjust souls.

On the streets, on the rooftops, and in the corners, there are stumps and severed arms, and cold corpses everywhere, which is shocking.

The black light in mid-air is still galloping.

Eerie laughter, everywhere!

In the hands of each Rakshasa clan, there were three or two surviving cultivators, biting the flesh and blood with a big gulp, their eyes glowing green, and their expressions were excited.

More than 100,000 Tianjiao have fallen nearly half, and even more are injured!

"As I said, no one is allowed to leave without my permission!"

The leader of the Protoss stood in the air, looking down at the cultivators who were in endless terror below, his tone was flat, but there was an unquestionable majesty!

No one can provoke the Protoss.

The fate of provoking the Protoss is death!

Gradually, some of the monks stopped running away, and their eyes revealed endless despair.

Some people stood in place, looking at the corpses lying in pools of blood around them, their eyes glazed over, as if they had lost their souls.

"Good. ”

The corners of the Protoss Commander's mouth curled slightly, and he said leisurely: "As long as you stay here obediently, I will not kill indiscriminately, nor will I treat you as blood food like the Rakshasa Clan." ”

In the eyes of the Protoss, the Terrans are despicable, and their flesh and blood are extremely dirty, so they don't bother to taste it at all.

"Humph!"

Hearing this, the Rakshasa Commander in mid-air snorted coldly, raised his arms, and asked in a loud voice, "Clansmen, have you eaten enough?"

"It's almost belly breaking, it's really happy!"

A rakshasa laughed arrogantly.

The Rakshasa commander nodded, waved his hand and ordered, and raised his voice: "Listen to the ants of the human race, as long as you stay in Vientiane City honestly and don't think about escaping, my Rakshasa clan can also spare your life temporarily!"

"Commander, the brothers are full, but they haven't killed enough!"

A rakshasa could not hide the excitement in his eyes and shouted loudly.

"You know what!"

The Rakshasa Commander smiled gloomily and said, "If these people are killed, the flesh and blood will not be fresh! I plan to keep them in captivity in this Vientiane City as rations in the future!"

"LinkedIn!"

Many rakshasas' eyes lit up and shouted in unison.

Hearing these words, Yujun Zhenjun looked angry and trembled with anger.

The guiding monk sighed, looking at this scene, as if he could feel the despair and helplessness of the human race being enslaved by all races in the primeval era.

More and more cultivators stopped fleeing.

Continue to run out of the city, nine deaths.

If you stay in Vientiane City, you can live at least for a while.

"Nianqi is in the hands of the Protoss, I can't leave, you guys leave first, go to the eldest brother, and let him not come back. Qingqing looked struggling, groaned a little, and still made this decision.

The little fat man and the others didn't know Nianqi.

But Qingqing saw it clearly, she was restrained by the Protoss, and the woman who escorted her over was Nian Qi!

"If you don't go, I won't go. ”

Linghu suppressed the fear in his heart, patted his chest, and said firmly: "Qingqing, don't worry, with my tiger tyrant with you, if these alien races want to hurt you, they have to pass my level first!"

Qingqing's heart was moved, and she looked at Linghu, her eyes slightly red.

"We're not going either. ”

The monkey's bloody eyes rolled and said lightly.

"Brother Monkey, you ......"

"Needless to say, we are sworn brothers, so naturally we have to advance and retreat together. ”

"Yes, advance and retreat together!"

The golden lion also nodded, clenching his fists.

The little fat man scratched his head, looked at Leng Rou, looked at Lin Xuanji, and ran out of ideas for a while.

Lin Xuanji laughed miserably: "I definitely won't leave, Vientiane City was established by Xuanji Palace, as a disciple of Xuanji Palace, even if you die, you have to die here!"

Ji Chengtian's eyes flickered, and he muttered: "Let's stay too, at this time, most of the monks have chosen to stay in Vientiane City, and there are very few monks who rush out, and if there is any change, they will inevitably become the target of the Rakshasa clan and the god clan!"

"Good!"

Let the people come down.

"Get all together for me, and center on these three Yuanying True Monarchs. ”

The Rakshasa Commander looked at the three of Yujun Zhenjun, and his tone was full of banter.

"The movement is so slow, I think you are looking for death!"

A cultivator was seriously injured and staggered, and was scolded by a rakshasa that he was cut off by a knife, and his body was killed on the spot!

The rest of the monks changed color in astonishment, and their steps were much faster.

The people of the Protoss put their hands behind their backs, their expressions were arrogant, there was no pity in their eyes, and they looked at them coldly.

It didn't take long for all the monks in the city to gather together.

Yujun Zhenjun stood up with the support of Luoxue Zhenjun and looked around.

Yesterday, there were still more than 100,000 people in this place, but now, there are only more than 50,000 people left, and half of the monks have become cold corpses, sleeping here!

Tragic!

Most of the remaining 50,000 monks were injured, and they would all become the rations of the Rakshasa clan, and no one would be spared!

Yujun Zhenjun burst into tears, his lips squirmed, and after half a sound, he didn't say a word, only turned into a deep sigh.

Behind it is Vientiane Peak.

This mountain peak, which has stood here since ancient times, has witnessed the birth of countless heavenly demons, the rise of the human race, and the collision of ancient emperors!

Now, this mountain peak will witness the scene of more than 100,000 celebrities being slaughtered by foreign races!

This day will eventually become the most shameful and dark chapter in the history of human cultivation!

(End of chapter)