Han Shantong's offensive was violent. As soon as he took action, the ground shook and the rivers boiled. A long sword almost reflected the entire Sishui River.
"This, this..."
In the shock of the whole audience, Song Zhenglun opened his mouth wide and drooled, but he didn't know it.
Everyone thought that Han Shantong had the upper hand. If Sishui River God had not accumulated power for a hundred years, all the Wuliu Town people could not help but cheer.
However, Han Shantong knew his own affairs, and the more he fought, the more frightened he became. His Crimson Blood Sword, which was smelted from Soul and Spirit, was his sharpest weapon. He thought that once he used this weapon, he would easily kill the evil god.
After all, how many evil spirits can there be in this Sishui River?
Unexpectedly, when he Crimson Blood Sword just threw himself into the river, he was enveloped by an evil force, and he could not control the sword steadily.
The boiling of the river was not caused by his Crimson Blood Sword at all, but was caused by the evil god of Surabaya.
With a "wow" sound, Han Shantong suddenly spurted out a mouthful of Essence Blood, a line of blood suddenly appeared in the air, and Jiang Shui was filled with light.
With a stabbing sound, the Crimson Blood Sword suddenly jumped up from the Jiang Shui and slashed at it again, setting off a huge wave of more than ten feet.
Han Shantong's face is like white paper, and Talisman Pattern is hit continuously in the air. Blood grooves appear in the air, and the blood grooves form a complicated Tai Chi symbol.
"Blood Burning Technique!"
Song Zhenglun shouted loudly, surprised and inexplicable, he recognized this forbidden technique.
This forbidden technique uses Essence Blood burning to forcibly enhance the strength of the caster, which is most decisive and domineering.
"Who is willing to help me with Essence Blood to kill this evil god of Surabaya? Do you want your descendants to live in the shadow of this evil god?"
Han Shantong shouted loudly.
Song Zhenglun was even more dumbfounded. If Blood Burning Technique was assisted by others Essence Blood, it would naturally be more powerful. However, in order to maintain the formation, if one point of Essence Blood from others was used, one point of one's own Essence Blood would have to be used. Han Shantong was clearly risking his life.
Han Shantong shouted sharply, but no one answered. He shouted desperately, "Han Shantong died here today."
"Uncle, I will give you blood to kill monsters."
A childish voice was like a thunderbolt, booming across the entire place.
The person who spoke was actually Wang family little girl. The skinny little man said that he was not afraid, and his body was shaking violently, but he saw her bite her wrist tightly, revealing a big wound that looked like a baby's mouth.
Suddenly, gurgling blood flowed outward.
As soon as the blood flowed out, it was sucked away by the Tai Chi blood map in the air.
Little girl is a mortal body, and her Essence Blood is extremely weak. Even though she was sucked into the Tai Chi Blood Map, it did not help the Tai Chi Blood Map's halo to shine, but it warmed Han Shantong's cold heart.
"And me."
Wang family The child also bit his hand. He was afraid of the pain and did not dare to bite a huge wound on his wrist like his sister. He only bit his middle finger and a line of blood flowed out.
Although his line of blood was shallow, it was like a spark of fire, igniting the whole scene.
More than ten and a half boys were the first to slit their wrists, and the blood gurgled out. The Tai Chi blood map finally gained a brilliance.
"Do evil, do evil..."
An old man with silver-white hair slammed the dove stick in his palm on the ground, and while lamenting, he cut open his old branch-like arm.
"Elder Liu!"
Xu Ding was inexplicably horrified.
With tears in his eyes, Elder Liu shouted loudly, "Now that things have come to this, can we still expect that monster to let me go? If we can't kill this monster today, I, Wuliu Town, will die today!"
Xu Ding's face was full of pain, he looked up to the sky and sighed, a dagger appeared in his palm, and immediately made more than ten huge bloody wounds all over his body, "Fight with this son-of-a-bitch monster!"
For a time, tens of thousands of Wuliu Town people frantically cut themselves open, crying and cursing while doing so.
Hundreds of years of suffering in the sea of blood, and the inconvenience and resentment towards this Sishui River God, were completely vented at this moment.
"Damn it, what are you afraid of? I'll fuck your mother."
Song Zhenglun didn't know who he was attacking. With a swipe, all his fingers were cut open. A large amount of blood shot towards Tai Chi symbol.
"Shameless people, the likes of which I have never seen in my life."
When he was furious, Song Zhenglun stared at someone and yelled, while someone just sat there, looking up at the bright moon in the sky, as if he didn't even notice the excitement that was about to boil in front of him.
In mid-air, the Tai Chi blood map finally became brighter, and Han Shantong's face had almost become transparent. Using secret techniques, his combat power was growing rapidly, and his momentum was rising crazily.
The Crimson Blood Sword seemed to turn into a ball of flame, and it was chopped down in the Sishui River faster and faster every time.
"Roar!"
An earth-shattering roar came from the bottom of the river. Suddenly, the river water rolled up more than ten feet high. Song Zhenglun hurriedly used his magic power to control the river water so as not to hit the people on the bank.
The river water fell in, and a ten-foot-long black dragon stood in the air. The scales on its body glowed with a cold light, and a pair of bloody eyes scanned the whole place with an extremely cold look. The terrifying dragon's power radiated from his body unscrupulously.
Tens of thousands of people in the audience fell to their knees involuntarily.
This is Sishui River God.
The horrific nightmare that has shrouded the Sishui River five thousand miles of water, Thirty-Six city, and the heads of tens of millions of people for more than a hundred years has been revealed for the first time in front of tens of thousands of Wuliu Town people.
"Ants, why can't you always accept your fate with peace of mind?"
Black Flood Dragon spoke, speaking human words with incomparable clarity. In a voice full of violent rage, he spoke these words full of fate. The atmosphere in the whole place seemed extremely strange.
"I only devour a hundred boys and girls in Surabaya every year, so what? But you are greedy and always bring in some bad monks to show your face to me. Very good. Today, my elegance has finally been defeated by you. Everyone present will die. I can no longer show my mercy to you miserable ants."
Black Flood Dragon spoke coldly, as if he was the one who had been wronged.
Boom!
Crimson Blood Sword turned into a blazing fire and shot towards Black Flood Dragon. The blazing light ignited the entire sky. At this moment, even the bright moon in the sky lost its luster.
Crimson Blood Sword just ejaculated, Han Shantong could no longer hold it up and fell to his knees.
Taking advantage of Black Flood Dragon's nonsense, he gathered all his momentum, almost burning up all his Essence Blood, and launched this powerful blow.
Bang!
A crisp sound came, and the Crimson Blood Sword was actually held in the mouth by Black Flood Dragon, and the halo disappeared.
Immediately, a rattling sound was heard, and with a pop, Crimson Blood Sword was spat out by Black Flood Dragon, turning into a tinfoil ball that seemed to have been chewed.
Han Shantong could no longer hold on and fell softly to the ground, with the setting sun everywhere in his eyes and tears of blood.
"Wait!"
Song Zhenglun shouted sharply, a purple token appeared in his palm, with a loft pattern engraved on it.