Tianming Zhenjun released the Wind and Thunder Escape Technique, his magic power surged, and his figure was like the wind and lightning, running all the way outside Wanxiang City without stopping!
He no longer even cares about his disciples!
Tianming Zhenjun is not the sealer who is about to expire.
He is the Nascent Soul True Monarch at the peak of his powers. There is no way he would sacrifice his life to protect his disciples!
True Lord Tianming looked panicked, with a trace of fear flashing in his eyes.
He made this decision not because he was confused for a moment, but because he made a decision after considering the situation!
The nine vicious clans are really too terrifying.
The fear of the nine fierce tribes has been deeply rooted, originating from the depths of the blood, and is simply irresistible!
It's like a mortal would feel terrified when seeing a ferocious beast, even if he didn't fight the ferocious beast!
What's more, with the terrifying methods displayed by the Rakshasa commander just now, True Lord Tianming asked himself that he was no match at all. If he stayed in Wanxiang City, he would definitely be dead!
Now, if they escape immediately, they may still have a chance of survival.
In fact, not only True Lord Tianming, but also most True Lords such as Beidou True Lord and Enkong Monk also had the same idea.
Vientiane City is in chaos!
In mid-air, figures were flying.
The eerie laughter spread throughout the city.
The Rakshasa tribesmen grinned, revealing their bloody fangs, and stared at the monks running hastily below, their eyes gleaming as if they were witnessing a gluttonous feast!
puff!
A monk from the Zixiao Sect had not taken a few steps when his chest was pierced by a black light and blood dripped from his chest!
The man's eyes were dull, his eyes dimmed instantly, his whole body paused for a moment, then suddenly exploded, killing him on the spot!
"ah!"
As soon as a nun from Mingxinan took off into the air, she felt a shadow appear above her head.
Before she could use the golden elixir vision, she felt a sharp pain in her lower abdomen and almost fainted!
She looked down subconsciously.
I saw a bloody claw protruding from my lower abdomen, holding a round golden elixir in my palm!
The nun turned her head to one side and fainted on the spot.
"hey-hey!"
This Rakshasa tribesman took out the golden elixir, put it directly into his mouth, and swallowed it.
Then he dug out the nun's heart and stuffed it into his mouth, eating it until blood splattered everywhere!
Scenes like this happen frequently.
Although they are also in the Golden Core realm, the genius of the human race is completely vulnerable to a blow in the hands of the Rakshasa clan. Ordinary golden elixir phenomena will be easily shattered by the Rakshasa clan!
Only the geniuses on the vision list can support it by offering the golden elixir vision.
But what the Rakshasa tribe is good at is speed and movement!
The geniuses on the vision list sacrificed the golden elixir vision, but they could only barely protect themselves. When the power of the vision was exhausted, they were still sitting on the ground and allowed to be slaughtered!
More than a hundred Rakshasa tribesmen, armed with scimitars, shuttled freely among the crowd, leaving blood and bones everywhere they passed!
These streaks of black light are like the scythe of the god of death, harvesting the lives of the geniuses of the human race.
More than 100,000 monks fled in all directions. Little Fatty and others gathered together with a small target and had not attracted the attention of the Rakshasa clan.
"what to do?"
The little fat man asked in a low voice with sweat on his forehead.
These people got together entirely because of Su Zimo.
Now, without Su Zimo, they had no idea.
Everyone has different looks and different thoughts.
"Afraid of a bird!"
The monkey's eyes flashed with blood, staring at the flying Rakshasa black lights in the air, with a fierce look in his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "Kill him, no matter what race he is!"
"well."
Ji Chengtian sighed: "That's what I said, but, but... the Rakshasa tribe is really terrible!"
Seeing the monks of the Danchi Sect dying one by one, with their heads missing, he looked sad, but felt powerless.
Xiao Ning pursed her lips tightly and was about to cry.
With his cold and calm temperament, seeing so many of his fellow disciples of Qianhe Clan fall, his heart ached and his expression was painful.
Linghu swallowed his saliva, his eyes flickered, and he whispered: "Brother Monkey, these Rakshasa tribe haven't provoked us, so let's stay away from them for the time being."
Lin Xuanji sighed deeply when he saw this scene.
This group of people has such different thoughts, let alone more than 100,000 cultivators from all over the Tianhuang Continent and from different sects and forces
It is simply unrealistic to unite these more than 100,000 monks.
The situation is over!
Today, the genius of the human race cannot escape this disaster!
Not to mention the little fat man and others, the monsters around Su Zimo, the little fox, Qing Qing, the golden lion, and the spirit tiger were all frightened, with a trace of fear in their eyes.
Only the monkey looked unruly and his eyes were fierce.
Ye Ling had no expression on his face, his eyes were dark, and he followed the crowd, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Eidolon, what do you say?"
The monkey turned around and asked.
"Leave during the chaos."
Ye Ling spoke and said in a deep voice: "If a war breaks out, I'm afraid it will be difficult to escape intact."
The monkey's mind changed and he gradually calmed down.
Even if he thought he had unparalleled fighting power, he could only fight with one or two Rakshasa clan at most.
Together, they were only a dozen people.
There are more than a hundred people in the Rakshasa tribe.
What's more, there is an even more terrifying Rakshasa leader who can kill the True Monarch Nascent Soul. Once a war breaks out, most of them will be unable to withstand the killings of the Rakshasa clan!
"It's better to evacuate Vientiane City. The situation is over."
At this moment, Lin Xuanji's voice came, revealing a hint of fatigue and helplessness.
Now that the decision has been made, everyone no longer hesitates.
"Let's go too!"
The monkey said hello, and everyone followed the crowd and fled towards the outside of Wanxiang City.
…
In mid-air, True Lord Tianming was running with lightning speed.
Behind him, slightly behind, there was a sword light following closely, very fast!
"Yue Hua, get out of here!"
True Lord Tianming caught a glimpse of this scene from the corner of his eye, his expression changed slightly, and he let out a low drink.
This sword light is actually the sword sect Zhenjun Yuehua who has released his sword escape technique.
When Tianming Zhenjun thought about it, the two Nascent Soul Zhenjun gathered together and had a relatively large target, which would definitely attract the attention of the Rakshasa tribe!
"Why don't you get away!"
Not to be outdone, True Lord Yue Hua retorted.
Before he finished speaking, True Lord Tianming and True Lord Yue Hua suddenly felt a bone-chilling chill.
The evil wind howled, and the black light broke through the sky!
It's so fast!
The Rakshasa commander arrived first and caught up with him!
Poof!
True Lord Yue Hua was just trying to escape, but his reaction was a little slow. Blood flashed, and the next moment, his head was missing.
A small figure with flashing light flew out from the center of Zhenjun Yue Hua's eyebrows. His expression was panicked. After leaving his physical body, he was trembling all over. It was obvious that he could not bear the murderous intent and bloody atmosphere that permeated the Vientiane City.
The soul of Nascent Soul Lord is too fragile.
When the True Lord's soul leaves the body, it is very easy to suffer wounds that are difficult to heal, and there is even a danger of death.
But at this time, Zhenjun Yuehua didn't care much.
However, just as his soul came out of its shell, it was pinched by a dark and thick hand!
"quack!"
The laughter of the Rakshasa commander rang out: "I haven't tasted the taste of the True Lord's spirit yet, and I'd like to try it today!"
Poof!
The Rakshasa Commander actually stuffed True Monarch Yue Hua's soul into his mouth and chewed it to pieces!
True Lord Tianming felt cold all over his body, his hands and feet were weak, and he almost fell from the air.