In the starry sky, a meteor-like brilliance cut through the darkness and passed through the colorful nebulae.
Wherever it passes, power overflows, stars are shattered, and space collapses.
"Boom!"
This ray of light hit the formation light screen above the Rakshasa City. The light screen was severely dented, the formation patterns flashed, and the energy storm was vented in all directions.
It's an arrow.
Death Sky Arrow!
The outer space of the Rakshasa Divine City is as fragile as if it were made of paper. The energy erupted from the arrows is constantly torn apart and spreads out.
The life planets, throne planets, war fortresses, and defense outposts that guarded the divine city all collapsed.
Thousands of Rakshasa monks did not even know what happened, but they were reduced to ashes, leaving only wisps of blood and soul fragments.
The monk standing in the divine city looked out and felt as if the entire universe was going to be destroyed by this arrow. His whole body became weak and he knelt down and collapsed on the ground.
"The calamity of annihilation of the world, the calamity of annihilation of the clan!"
I don't know who it was, and shouted in a trembling voice.
Fortunately, the protective formation of the Rakshasa City was activated in advance and blocked this heaven-destroying arrow.
However, countless buildings in the city have collapsed, ruins are everywhere, and even some spiritual mountains are dim and about to collapse.
In each formation tower, many formation masters were so shocked by the power of the dead arrows that they vomited blood and collapsed on the ground.
A young great sage walked out of the Holy Spirit Restaurant, looked at the sky, and murmured to himself: "The city of Rakshasa is not under attack for the first time, but, I don't know why, this time I feel unprecedented fear and despair."
Naturally, he would not know that this was the aura of the half-ancestral, and it would have an impact on the state of mind of the entire Rakshasa monks, frightening their souls.
Daluo Shrine.
Emperor Luo Yan was wearing divine armor, with a crimson cloak fluttering behind his back, and a pair of tiger eyes under his thick eyebrows, staring at the dead arrow.
Behind him, Emperor Na, the war god of the Rakshasa tribe, great gods, and spirits were all standing ready, wearing armor and holding halberds, with firm eyes, giving people a determination to face death.
However, with just one arrow, most of the throne planet and war fortress outside the Rakshasa City were destroyed, and even the city defense formation became precarious, which shows how terrifying the invading enemy is.
Many of the gods present had subtle changes in their moods, which were greatly affected by the aura of the half-ancestor.
"The Rakshasa clan will never be destroyed and will endure for thousands of kalpas. We, the gods, should have no fear.
When the sky falls, we are the pillars.
When the enemy invades, we serve as a shield.”
"Where are the gods of the Rakshasa tribe? Together with me, we will fight against the half-ancestor."
The divine voice of Emperor Luo Yan was so deafening that it dispelled the fear in the hearts of the gods, making everyone's blood boil and their fighting spirit burning.
"war!"
"war!"
…
The Great Luo Divine Seal was propped up by Emperor Luo Yan and spun rapidly.
He used the Great Luo Divine Seal as a medium to mobilize the power of the entire Rakshasa Divine City, and the divine clouds flew into the city-protecting formation one after another.
At the same time, all the gods expressed their aura, and pillars of light shot out from their heads, connecting with the formation light curtain in the sky, like densely packed divine pillars supporting the heaven and earth.
About three breaths after the dead arrow hit the formation light curtain, a magic pillar swung out from the world of nothingness, piercing the boundary between reality and nothingness.
The pillar is hundreds of millions of miles high and hits the city of Rakshasa with great force.
Then, a dark force spread from the depths of the starry sky, like a boundless ocean.
When approaching the Rakshasa Divine City, this black ocean condensed into a black hand that was larger than the Rakshasa Divine City.
There is an "x" shaped mark on the palm of the black hand.
"boom!"
"boom!"
Two waves of power that destroyed the heaven and the earth fell on the city defense formation of the Rakshasa Divine City.
In the city, many gods fell.
In a confrontation of this level, ordinary monks would not even have the courage to take action. The divine power can make them fall down.
…
Ji Fanxin stopped and looked back in the direction of 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 Yi said.
Luo Shengtian said angrily: "How dare they?
If there is such a big commotion, all the heavens in the hell world will arrive soon."
Ji Fanxin dared to conclude that a big change must have occurred on the starry sky defense line, which would contain many powerful people from the hell realm.
And the God of Raging Sky will sit in the Abyss of Darkness and fight against the twelve ancient tribes.
The ancient powerful men hiding on the Santu River will definitely take the opportunity to cause chaos and make the three tribes in the middle have no peace.
Who else can come to the Rakshasa tribe?
Besides, for a battle at the Tianzun level, at least Feng Tian, a strong person at the level of the Immortal God of War, can participate.
It is meaningless for other heavens to come.
Of course, Givenchy did not say these cruel words.
Feng Qingli said: "We shouldn't leave. If we stay in the divine city, we might be able to help out and share some of the burden."
Ji Fanxin shook his head and said: "It's useless. The aura burst out by Guan Baal and the strength he displayed have obviously completely returned to the semi-ancestral state, and he is the most powerful person in 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 in ancient times, which will affect his ability to display his strength."
"As long as he seizes the magic secrets mastered by Tianmu, he can break the constraints of the rules of heaven and earth and make up for the final flaw."
Shang Xia's face turned pale and he said, "Isn't he even stronger now than Te Ru was back then?"
"It's not the same thing."
Givenchy thought.
Luo Yi said: "Who is that dark aura?
Nine Deaths and Different Heavens…Emperor…ah…”
"Boom!"
Amidst the unacceptable exclamation of Luo Ji, far outside the star field, the city's protective formation of the Rakshasa Divine City was penetrated, the city was torn into pieces, and countless Rakshasa monks exploded into blood mist.
I can't imagine the tragedy there, and I don't know if any monks can survive the power of the semi-ancestral level.
"No, father, I want to go back!"
Luo Shengtian's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and he rushed towards the Rakshasa Divine City regardless of everything.
Tears shone in Luo Yi's eyes. He gritted his teeth tightly and moved his body to stop Luo Shengtian.
During a dispute, Luo Ji slapped Luo Shengtian hard on the face.
Feng Qingli and Shang Xia, who were chasing after them, were both stunned.
"My mother is dead, and you want to watch your father die in front of us?"
After saying this, Luo Shengtian was the first to be discouraged, with tears streaming down his face, and a painful and helpless roar from his mouth, trying to vent out all the hatred in his heart.
All the Rakshasa monks present were in sorrow.
Ji Fanxin looked at all this calmly, observing the movements on 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 Tianmu from Luozu Yunshan Realm.