Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 759: Rivers of blood flow, catastrophe for the genius!

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The God Clan is one of the nine ancient tribes, but it is different from the Rakshasa Clan.

If the Rakshasa clan is best at speed, then the most terrifying thing about the God clan is its bloodline!

The blood of the Gods is not bright red at all, but golden!

The power of blood, physical strength, and close combat power of the people in the God Clan are extremely terrifying.

Monk Weifu of the Vajra Temple is good at body training, but in the hands of the leader of the God Clan, he could not withstand a move, and his arm was shattered by a punch!

Then he was caught up by the leader of the Gods in a few steps, and his body was torn into pieces with one kick, destroying both body and soul!

Not even Monk Weifu, and the rest of the Nascent Soul Lords were no match in close combat.

The gods have noble blood. In the ancient times, they proclaimed themselves the gods of all races. They live the same life as the heaven and the earth, the sun and the moon shine together. They are closer to the aura of the heaven and the earth, and can easily mobilize the aura and magic power!

The same spiritual secrets can be easily learned by the gods.

Once released, the power will increase exponentially!

The leader of the Rakshasa clan did not dare to easily challenge the human race's Nascent Soul Lord, so he could only rely on the speed of his movements.

And the power of the leader of the gods can already suppress the human race’s Nascent Soul Lord head-on!

The arrival of the gods is devastating to the human race struggling to survive in Vientiane City.

The leader of the God Clan took action boldly, golden energy and blood surged around his body, as if there was a golden ocean surrounding him, and his whole person was like a god, shining brightly.

"No one can leave without my permission!"

Although the tone is calm, there is no doubt!

The leader of the God Clan, with his blond hair dancing and his piercing eyes, fighting one against three, stopped Monk Yuankong, the True Lord of Zixiao Sect and Qingfengguan!

With the cultivation level of Jindan Realm, he can fight against the three Nascent Soul Lords!

This is how terrifying the Gods are!

Among the remaining six protoss, one protoss personally held down the woman whose hands and feet were tied. The other five protoss rushed into the fleeing army of the human race's geniuses and started killing!

"Galaxy Vortex!"

Seeing that the city gate was right in front of them, the Tianjiao of Tiangang Religion could escape from Vientiane City by rushing over. He couldn't help but muster up the courage to sacrifice the golden elixir vision and rush forward.

"It's just the light of fireflies, break it for me!"

The protoss on the opposite side did not dodge, with deep disdain in their eyes. With a chuckle, he stretched out his arm and punched the stars in front of him!

boom!

The stars in the sky collapsed.

The vision disappears.

You know, the galaxy whirlpool is ranked twelfth on the list of golden elixir phenomena this time!

Now, it was broken by the God Clan with his bare hands and a single punch!

Such terrifying energy and blood, such terrifying body, such terrifying power, it is simply invincible and impossible to compete with!

Almost at the same time.

The golden elixir visions of other geniuses from the human race were also shattered by the gods!

"The list of visions and geniuses are all just jokes!"

"A bunch of ants, they're just deceiving themselves and others."

The people of the God Clan looked up to the sky and laughed, mocking wantonly.

The human slaughterer who ranked third on the list of visions sacrificed a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, although he resisted a god.

But under the bombardment of this god, the Golden Core Vision was crumbling, its light was dim, and it might collapse at any time!

Rentu looked ugly and was forced to retreat continuously. It was only a matter of time before he would be defeated.

In mid-air, two of the three true kings who fought against the leader of the God Clan had already fallen.

The remaining monk Yuankong is also helpless.

After three or two moves, the leader of the Gods caught the flaw and punched him in the chest. His heart exploded and he fell to the ground. He vomited blood and died on the spot!

The leader of the God Clan stood in the air, blocking the way to the west of Vientiane City. He was so majestic that no monk dared to step forward!

The dense crowd of human geniuses started to retreat as soon as they surged forward, and were killed by the black light speeding past in mid-air!

The Rakshasa commander turned his eyes and landed on the leader of the gods. He smiled coldly and said in a sinister tone: "You gods came quite early."

"Each other."

The leader of the God Clan responded calmly, but the killing in his hands never stopped!

puff!

Beidou Zhenjun's head was exploded by the leader of the gods with a punch, and his soul was destroyed!

Another Nascent Soul Lord has fallen!

In Vientiane City, corpses and bones were everywhere, and blood flowed into rivers. It was like purgatory!

The genius of the human race is suffering an unprecedented catastrophe!

During this period, no one stood up and resisted.

But faced with the terrifying combat power of the Rakshasa and God clans, these monks were suppressed without causing much trouble.

Or lie on the ground and become a cold corpse.

Or become the prey of the Rakshasa clan!

Of the seventeen Nascent Soul True Lords, there are now only six True Lords Yujun, Luoxue, Guiding Seng, Feiyumen True Lord, Shura Sect True Lord Chu Yu, and Prajna Temple True Lord.

Moreover, all six of them were seriously injured and sat paralyzed on the ground. They could only watch this scene with desperate expressions.

"Sinner, I am a sinner!"

True Lord Yujun struggled to stand up, trembling, as if he had grown older in an instant.

True Lord Yujun could not help but feel as if his heart was being cut as he watched the genius of the human race being slaughtered and slaughtered like a piece of fish in the hands of the Rakshasa and God tribes!

This is Vientiane City, the holy land of the human race!

In the ancient times, when the Human Emperor was born and all the emperors came together, in the golden age, which alien race dared to set foot in the city

There is an ancient vision tablet here.

There are footprints left by countless sages and predecessors here!

There are even figures of ancient emperors here!

But endless years later, in the same ancient city, also at the foot of the Vientiane Mountains, the genius of the human race was wantonly slaughtered by the aliens, without any resistance!

"I am ashamed of Fairy Linglong! I am ashamed of the sages of the human race!"

True Monarch Yujun lost too much blood and his face was frighteningly pale. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily in the direction of the ancient vision monument with a sad expression.

"well."

The leading monk sighed.

Even though Buddhism emphasizes cause and effect and reincarnation, and even though he has long looked down on life and death, he still feels sad and desolate now.

"The sky shows mercy, and all the emperors have spirits. Have you ever seen that the geniuses of the human race are experiencing a catastrophe. Who will save them..."

True Lord Luoxue was in despair, looking up at the gray sky, two lines of clear tears fell from the corners of his eyes, which instantly turned into ice crystals, and murmured softly in his mouth.

The arrogant laughter of the Rakshasa and God clan echoed in Vientiane City, so harsh.

But countless talented people from the human race are struggling and shouting helplessly, which is heartbreaking!

Regardless of whether they are men or women, whether they are immortals or demons, at this moment, the fate of these talented people is like a piece of grass. They are ruthlessly harvested by the Rakshasa and the gods. They bleed for thousands of miles and mourn everywhere!

In the blink of an eye, there were only 70,000 or 80,000 talented people left out of more than 100,000.

And this number is still decreasing sharply!

The remaining monks ran in a panic, panicking, their faces full of horror, shouting to the sky and the earth.

Some monks have even given up escaping, kneeling on the ground, begging heaven!

Vientiane City has completely turned into an endless hell!