Chapter 3811 The Kill of Shara

"Wow!"

In the starry sky, a meteor-like light cut through the darkness and passed through the colorful nebula.

Wherever you pass, the power overflows, the stars shatter, and the space collapses.

"Boom!"

This light ray of light hit the formation light curtain above the Rakshasa City. The light curtain was sunk violently, the formation pattern flashed, and the energy storm vented to all directions.

It's an arrow.

Death Arrow!

The outer space of the Rakshasa divine city was as fragile as paper, and the energy burst out from the Desolation Arrow was constantly torn apart and spread out.

The planet of life, planet of God, war fortress, and formation defense outposts that defend the city of God all collapsed.

Thousands of Rakshasa monks didn't even know what happened, and they were destroyed, leaving only a wisp of blood and soul fragments.

The monk standing in the divine city peeked out and felt that the entire universe was about to be destroyed by this arrow, and his whole body was weak and he knelt on the ground.

"The catastrophe of destruction of the world, the catastrophe of destruction of the clan!"

I don't know who it was, shouted in a trembling voice.

Fortunately, the guardian formation of the Rakshasa City was opened in advance, blocking this destructive arrow.

However, countless buildings in the city collapsed, ruins were everywhere, and even some spiritual mountains were dim and the mountains were about to collapse.

Among the formation towers, many formation masters were shocked by the power of the Desert Arrow and vomited blood arrows and collapsed on the ground.

A young saint walked out of the Holy Spirit Restaurant, looked at the sky, and murmured to himself: "Rakshasa City was not attacked once, but for some reason, this time I felt unprecedented fear and despair."

He naturally would not know that this was the half-ancestral aura, which had an impact on the entire Rakshasa monks' mind, which was a shock to the soul.

Daluo Temple.

Emperor Luo Yan was wearing divine armor, with a scorching cloak behind him, and his pair of tiger eyes under his thick eyebrows stared at the Desert Arrow.

Behind him, Emperor Shi, Zun and other war gods, great gods and gods of the Rakshasa clan, were all ready to fight, piercing armor and holding halberds, with firm eyes, giving people the determination to look at death.

However, just one arrow, most of the god planets and war fortresses outside the Rakshasa City were destroyed, and even the moat formation became precarious, which shows how terrible the invading enemy is.

Many of the gods present had subtle changes in their moods and were greatly affected by the breath of half-ancestral aura.

"The Rakshasa clan has never been destroyed for thousands of kalpas, and we gods should be fearless and fearless.

When the sky collapses, we are pillars.

When the enemy attacks, we are shields."

"Where are the gods of the Rakshasa clan? Let me fight against the half-ancestral together with this emperor."

Emperor Luo Yan's divine voice was deafening and dispelled the fear in the hearts of the gods. Everyone was full of passion and their fighting spirit was burning.

"war!"

"war!"

...

The Great Luo Divine Seal was supported by Emperor Luo Yan and rotated rapidly.

He used the Daluo Divine Seal as a medium to mobilize the power of the entire Rakshasa divine city, and the divine clouds flew into the city-shadow formation one by one.

At the same time, all the gods were breathing their spirits, and a pillar of light rushed out from their heads, connecting them with the formation light curtain in the sky, like a pillar of divine support that stretched out the heaven and earth.

After the Death Arrow hit the formation light curtain for about three breaths, a magic pillar swung out from the world of nothingness and penetrated the boundary between reality and nothingness.

The pillar was hundreds of miles high and hit the Rakshasa City hard.

Then, a dark force spread from the depths of the starry sky, like an endless ocean.

When approaching the Rakshasa City, this black ocean condensed into a black palm that was larger than the Rakshasa City.

The palm of the black palm has an "x" shape mark.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Two forces that destroyed the world in a row fell on the city-shadow formation of the Rakshasa City.

Many gods fell in the city.

At this level of confrontation, ordinary monks do not even have the courage to attack. They can lie down under the pressure of divine power.

...

Ji Fanxin stopped and looked back at the direction of the Rakshasa City.

Luo Yi, Luo Shengtian, Feng Qingli, Shang Xia and other monks were surrounded by the light and shadow of the Divine Lotus, and they all looked at the starry sky in the distance, their eyes full of worry.

"It's really coming, and it's coming so fast."

Luo Yidao.

Luo Shengtian said angrily: "How dare they?

If such a big disturbance occurs, the heavens in the Hell Realm will soon arrive."

Ji Fanxin dared to conclude that there must have been a major change on the Starry Sky Defense Line, which would contain many powerful people in the Hell Realm there.

And the Angry God Lord will sit in the Abyss of Darkness and fight against the Twelve Ancient Clans.

The powerful ancients hidden on the Santu River will inevitably take the opportunity to cause trouble, causing the three tribes to be at peace.

Who else can come to the Rakshasa tribe?

Besides, the Heavenly Venerable level confrontation must at least be Feng Tian, ​​a strong man of the Immortal God of War, to participate in it.

It is meaningless for other heavens to come.

Of course, Ji Fanxin did not say these cruel words.

Feng Qingli said: "We shouldn't have left. Staying in the Divine City may help you and share some of it."

Ji Fanxin shook his head and said, "It's useless. The breath that Bar burst out and the strength he showed have obviously completely returned to the half-ancestral realm, and can be the first person in the combat power of the universe today.

Now, the only thing that restricts him is that the rules of heaven and earth in this era are different from those of the lunar ancient times, which will affect his strength."

"As long as he seizes the mystery of the magic Tao mastered by Tianmu, he can break the constraints of the rules of heaven and earth and make up for the final flaw."

Shang Xia looked pale and said, "Isn't he stronger now than Telluria back then?"

"It cannot be said in the same way."

Jifan thought.

Luo Qi said: "Who is that dark aura?

Nine Deaths and Heavens... Emperor... Ah..."

"Boom!"

Amid Luo Yi's unacceptable exclamation, outside the distant star field, the city moat formation of the Rakshasa Divine City was pierced, the city body was split into pieces, and countless Rakshasa monks burst into blood mist.

I can't imagine the tragic tragedy there, and I don't know if there are any monks who can survive from the power of the semi-ancestral level.

"No, Father, I want to go back!"

Luo Shengtian's eyes were filled with bloodshots, and he rushed towards the direction of the Rakshasa divine city regardless of everything.

Tears flashed in Luo Qi's eyes, he gritted his teeth tightly, moved his body, blocking Luo Shengtian.

During the dispute, Luo Yi slapped Rashengtian hard on the face.

Feng Qingli and Shang Xia who were chasing after him were both stunned.

"My mother is dead, do you want to watch your father die before us?"

After saying this, Luo Shengtian was the first to be deflated, burst into tears, and a painful and helpless roar in his mouth, trying to vent his hatred.

All the monks of the Rakshasa clan present were in sorrow.

Ji Fanxin looked at all this calmly, observing the movements of the Rakshasa divine city, and said, "Now is not the time to be sad. Their goal is not the Rakshasa divine city, but to lure out the Tianmu of Luozuyun Mountain Realm. They have succeeded!"

"They want to kill Tianmu?"

All the monks of the Rakshasa clan couldn't believe it.

"If Tianmu dies, the Rakshasa clan will be really finished!"

One of the Rakshasa gods recited the Tao.

Luo Yi said coldly: "The Rakshasa clan will not be finished. We are still here. We carry the seeds and inheritance of the Rakshasa clan. As long as we are still alive, who dares to say that the Rakshasa clan is finished?"

When the situation reached this point, Ji Fanxin picked the jade leaf on his neck and crushed it.

"Or there's a turnaround! Let's go, get out of here quickly."

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To be continued...