The visitor did not conceal his whereabouts at all and came straight to Vientiane City!
And it’s incredibly fast!
The first howl is still far away, but the second howl is already approaching Vientiane City!
Many Rakshasa figures stopped and followed the sound.
Hearing this voice, the little fat man and everyone were shocked.
Zhenjun Yujun and others were slightly startled at first, then seemed to think of something and couldn't help but stand up.
Many monks looked confused.
Most people are unfamiliar with this howling sound.
They really don't understand, in such a situation, who would break into Wanxiang City and die
Could it be that he is from the nine ancient tribes again
Not long after, a figure came running from outside the city, wearing a green shirt and making a hunting sound.
"ah!"
When they got closer, everyone took a closer look and couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.
Su Zimo!
The person who came was none other than Su Zimo, who was at the top of this list of visions, who had cultivated three golden elixir visions, suppressed Emperor Yin forcefully, and dared to compete with True Monarch Nascent Soul!
Everyone was shocked.
Even Zhenjun Yujun and the other three were greatly moved!
They never expected that due to a strange combination of circumstances, Su Zimo would leave Vientiane City and avoid this catastrophe, but would choose to leave and come back again!
"The top spot in Vision is well deserved!"
Dugu Jian slowly opened his mouth and said eight words.
This kind of courage deserves to be at the top of the list of golden elixir visions!
This is the courage that the first real person should have!
Seeing Su Zimo's return, the little fat man and others couldn't help but cheer.
Although the remaining 50,000 monks did not cheer, they were much more energetic and regained some vitality.
The Rakshasa commander and the god clan commander could clearly feel the changes in the mood of the monks before their eyes.
The leader of the God Clan looked indifferent, glanced at Su Zimo, and then looked away.
He has seen too many such talented monsters and killed too many!
This person... looks ordinary and no different.
He had already been calm.
The Rakshasa commander stuck out his scarlet tongue, licked his lips, stared at Su Zimo's figure, smelled it carefully, and murmured in a drunken voice: "Well... there are such high-quality flesh and blood in the human race, it's rare. rare!"
After Su Zimo entered Vientiane City, his face became frighteningly gloomy.
Vientiane City was almost dyed blood red, with corpses everywhere, shocking!
These monks died miserably.
Many of the corpses were mutilated, with obvious signs of being bitten and devoured.
When he came closer and saw the scars on the little fat man and others, the murderous intent in Su Zimo's eyes became more intense, almost turned into reality, and he was about to burst out!
Su Zimo turned his eyes, swept across the crowd, and paused briefly for the three people, Zhenjun Yujun.
The situation was worse than he imagined!
I am afraid that most of the dozen or so Nascent Soul Lords have fallen!
Finally, Su Zimo's eyes fell on Nian Qi.
Nian Qi originally lowered her head, never spoke, and did not recognize Qing Qing and others. She was just worried that she would implicate them again.
But when she noticed Su Zimo's gaze, Nian Qi couldn't bear it anymore. For a moment, all the grievances in her heart came to her heart, tears fell like rain, and she cried: "Young Master!"
"Don't cry, I will save you."
Su Zimo's voice was soft.
"Um!"
Nian Qi held back tears and nodded vigorously.
"Tsk..."
The leader of the God Clan couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. He laughed, his eyes full of mockery, and said leisurely: "If I were you, I might as well think about how to save myself."
The remaining six protoss crossed their arms and laughed.
When Su Zimo came closer, many monks gradually discovered something unusual.
"The spiritual power in his body seems to be exhausted?"
"Yes, I feel it too. How can we fight against the Rakshasa and God tribes?"
"I heard that he is very powerful in close combat and can also demonize..."
"Demonization is useful? What kind of demon clan can compare with the nine ancient tribes? Can demonization be a match for True Monarch Yuanying? Those two alien leaders can even kill True Monarch Yuanying..."
Many monks began to discuss in low voices, and the mood that had just been invigorated dropped again.
Everyone could see that Su Zimo's condition was too bad.
A big battle broke out between Su Zimo and Di Yin, and his spiritual power was almost exhausted.
He ran for a long distance without stopping. When he returned to Wanxiang City, there was even a hint of wind and frost in his eyebrows!
"Zimo, please leave quickly and ignore us."
At this moment, Lord Luoxue's voice sounded in Su Zimo's mind.
But she was using her soul to transmit messages to Su Zimo!
"Not to mention that your spiritual power is exhausted and you are unable to release the golden elixir phenomenon. Even if you are at your peak, you may not be a match for the two leaders of the God Clan and the Rakshasa Clan."
True Lord Yujun sent a message: "As the head of the three families of immortals, Buddhas and demons, you are the hope of the future of the human race! As long as you don't die, one day you will achieve something!"
"The building will collapse and it will be difficult to support it alone. It is a foregone conclusion today. You don't have to force it or blame yourself. This is your destiny!"
The guiding monk sighed slightly: "Donor Su, please run away quickly!"
Su Zimo remained silent.
It's just that his expression is so cold and scary!
Even if it weren't for Little Fatty and others today, and if it wasn't for Nian Qi, Su Zimo would not have left.
He was unhappy!
Ever since he entered Vientiane City, he had been holding back a bad breath that was difficult to vent!
He couldn't just watch the human race being bullied and slaughtered by the alien races!
This is Vientiane City, the holy land of the human race!
He practiced the Taoism of the three families of Immortals, Buddhas and Demons, and the Secret Technique of the Human Emperor, and became the top of the list of visions. If he escaped today, how could he have the face to face the Human Emperor and Fairy Linglong
"escape?"
At this moment, the Rakshasa commander suddenly laughed and said faintly: "You three old guys, still want him to escape for his life? Can he escape!"
The expressions of Zhenjun Yujun and the three others changed.
They used the sound transmission of their spiritual consciousness to hide it from the Rakshasa clan's detection!
The Nine Ancient Tribes indeed have many unimaginable means, which are difficult to guard against.
"I never thought about escaping."
At this moment, Su Zimo turned around, with a calm expression, looking at the many Rakshasa not far away, and said slowly: "I practice not to escape."
"I want to rid my heart of injustice, I want to have clear thoughts, and I want to be happy with my grudges!"
"I want all of you aliens to be buried with you!"
Speaking of the latter part, Su Zimo's tone became more intense and murderous. His voice was like a loud bell, shaking the void!
"I want you to know one thing. This is the holy land of the human race and cannot be desecrated!"
"Trespassers from other races shall be punished! Kill without mercy!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the blood-tempered knife appeared in Su Zimo's hand.
The sword blades screamed, and the blood glow surged!
"Ant, seek death!"
The Rakshasa leader was furious and his eyes were filled with fierceness.
"What's the point of killing a chicken with a bull's knife? I'll kill this person for the commander!"
A Rakshasa jumped out, opened his wings, turned into a black light, and rushed towards Su Zimo at an astonishing speed!
"kill!"
Su Zimo refused to retreat or evade, and with his inner alchemy running, he rushed forward and burst out with a loud shout!
The secret technique of thunderous killing!
The power of sound exploded instantly.
The Rakshasa's movements paused for a moment, and the blood light was already overwhelmingly covering the sky, leaving him with nowhere to hide!
when!
The scimitar and the blood-tempered knife collided heavily!
This knife was an angry blow from Su Zimo.
Rakshasa, on the other hand, was killed by a sudden explosion of thunder, almost scattering his energy and blood, and his strength declined, which was when he was at his weakest.
One goes down and the other goes up.
One knife determines the outcome!