In the gap where the bluestone meets, viscous blood slowly flows, scarlet and dazzling.

More than 100 rakshasas walked around the remaining cultivators, and the huge soles of their feet left blood-colored footprints on the bluestone, which was shocking!

The tall body of the Rakshasa clan, with its dark flesh wings, exudes a strong sense of compulsion!

In the crowd, many monks trembled, lowered their heads, and did not dare to look at the hideous faces of the Rakshasa clan and their green eyes.

The atmosphere has become extremely oppressive!

Many monks even became cautious about breathing, for fear of making any noise and attracting the attention of the Rakshasas.

"Hahahaha!"

Seeing this scene, the Rakshasa commander was very proud, looked up to the sky and laughed, and said: "This is the so-called Tianjiao of your human race, it is really vulnerable!"

No one refutes.

Lin Xuanji and the others looked cold, and a cloud of anger burned in their hearts, still suppressed.

The leader of the Protoss stood in the air, his gaze swept over the monks gathered below, his expression was indifferent, and he said, "The vast majority of the monks here are not arrogant. ”

After a pause, the leader of the Protoss changed his words, the corners of his mouth turned slightly, and he said leisurely: "I heard that there are one hundred and eight people on the Terran Vision List, and only if you can leave your name on the Vision List can you be regarded as the Heavenly Pride of the Terran Race." ”

"Oh?"

The Rakshasa Commander grinned, rolled his gaze, and raised his voice: "The 'Tianjiao' on the Vision List will stand up for me, let me take a look!"

The word 'Tianjiao', the Rakshasa commander said it very seriously, and it was murderous!

Anyone can hear the murderous intent in the mouth of the Rakshasa Commander.

Originally, it was a great honor for the monk to be on the list of visions, and there would be a rich reward.

And now, the Vision List has become a talisman for these monks!

No one came forward.

To stand up is to die.

"Huh. ”

The Rakshasa commander smiled and said, "If no one takes the initiative to stand up, I'm going to kill someone!"

There was a commotion in the crowd.

"Spare my life, please spare my life, I am willing to follow my predecessors and become a slave of my predecessors, a spirit beast!"

Finally, some monks couldn't bear it anymore, and with a plop, they knelt down in front of the Rakshasa leader, looking terrified.

This is Duan Qingping of Qingfeng View, ranking 20th on the vision list.

It's definitely the pride of the human race!

But at this time, Duan Qingping knelt down in front of the Rakshasa leader, without any dignity, and begged for mercy loudly.

Even at the expense of becoming the other party's spirit beast and slave!

No one laughed at him.

Even the True Monarch of Qingfeng Guan had already died at the hands of the Protoss Commander, let alone him?

Ants are still greedy, let alone him?

Most people cultivate the truth in order to live forever.

Not to mention that he is a Jindan real person, even if he is a true monarch, a great power, and an ancestor, who can really see through life and death?

"Want to be my slave, spirit beast?"

The Rakshasa Commander's eyes were calm, staring at Duan Qingping and said slowly: "You human race, you are not worthy!"

The Rakshasa commander sneered, stabbed Duan Qingping's head with a backhand, held it in his hand, and after smashing it casually, he swallowed his brain.

The Rakshasa commander carried Duan Qingping's head and grinned: "Quack quack, what Tianjiao, what a vision list, it is only worthy of being reduced to our food!"

More than 100 Rakshasa people laughed, and their faces became even more hideous, like terrible ghosts crawling out of hell.

"Alien damned!"

At this moment, a slightly hoarse voice suddenly sounded in the crowd.

At this moment, it seems so abrupt!

The group cultivators were in an uproar!

Many monks turned their heads and followed the prestige.

Everyone wants to see who would dare to jump out and say the words 'alien race should die' in this situation where they can't protect themselves!

The laughter of the Rakshasa clan also came to an abrupt end.

The face of the Rakshasa Commander sank in an instant.

In the crowd, a figure slowly walked out.

The monk was dressed in black and had black hair, but his face was pale and frightening, his body was wounded, he looked quite weak, and his eyes were a little hollow and dull.

But this person has a sharp edge on his body!

With an indomitable spirit, he walked out of the crowd!

Seventh on the vision list, Dugu Sword!

No one can imagine what kind of pressure this figure will be under when he stands up in this bloody and corpse-ridden Vientiane City in such a situation.

Looking at this lonely back, the eyes of many monks were complicated.

There is admiration, there is pity, and there is numbness.

Hang Qiuyu in the crowd looked at Dugu Jian's figure and lowered his head silently.

In the battle for the vision list, he lost to Dugu Jian.

But in his heart, he never admitted defeat!

The two still have a long way to go.

It was only at this time that Hang Qiuyu knew that he had completely lost.

Sword cultivation, cultivation is sharp.

What is repaired is rather bending than bending, and moving forward!

Under the killing of the Rakshasa clan, his edge has disappeared.

And the edge of the Dugu Sword is still there, becoming more and more powerful.

Rakshasa with the sword!

"Okay, you're good!"

The Rakshasa commander twisted his neck, made a clicking sound, his eyes were fierce, and he sneered: "Who else is not convinced, stand up and let me see!"

"And me!"

In the crowd, a voice sounded again, a little weak, but extremely firm.

Su Xiaoning!

This cowardly woman has changed a lot after experiencing the loss of her relatives, and at this time she has great courage to stand up!

"Although your Rakshasa clan is the primeval nine clans, although the bloodline of your Rakshasa clan is noble and powerful, what is that! In ancient times, your nine clans were defeated, and your Rakshasa clan was also defeated, so you can only condescend to a corner!"

"Although the human race is naturally weak, it will not let the alien race bully and let you slaughter!"

These words were sonorous and powerful, and many monks felt their blood surge, and even rekindled their fighting spirit!

"Hahahaha!"

The Rakshasa commander looked at Xiao Ning and Dugu Jian with mocking eyes, and laughed: "Just with you two ants, you also want to resist!"

"And me!"

Lin Xianji walked out, gritted his teeth and said: "Rakshasa clan, this is the holy land of the human race, every brick and tile here has the hard work of the exquisite fairy! I have fought with my life, and I will also guard here, and I will never retreat!"

"And me!" said Fairy Ji.

"Count me in. ”

The little fat man shook his huge body and squeezed out.

"And me!"

"And me!"

Shi Jian, Ji Chengtian, and Leng Rou all stood up one after another!

This voice sounded in the crowd.

Luoxue Zhenjun's eyes were red.

The eyes of the guide monk gradually became moist.

Yujun Zhenjun looked excited and trembled.

This is the real Tianjiao.

This is the hope of the future of the Terrans!

In ancient times, it was the heroes who stood up, and generations of strong men came forward one after another, competing with all races and fighting with the nine tribes, so that there was today's pattern.

The human race is unyielding, only fighting!

Even though they can't be defeated, they can't give in!

This is the spirit of the Terrans, the soul of the Terrans!

"Quack!"

The monkey Neidan was running, his body was soaring, his demonic aura was swirling, his hands were beating his chest, making a 'dong dong' sound, his bloody eyes were flashing, his fighting intent was rolling, and he laughed and said: "What bullshit Rakshasa clan, you have such a face, Lao Tzu has long had enough!"

"Roar!"

The Spirit Tiger and the Golden Lion also let out a roar one after another, and came out of the crowd.

(End of chapter)