Sacred Devil

Qian Shang suddenly stepped forward and said, "boy, you look at the stone statue's eyes. I'm afraid the river can't be stepped on."

"No way." Jiang Hao shook his head and firmly said, "the cane is in front of us. This river must be crossed."

With each step taken, the body trembles, and the whole body seems to be drained. A strong aura makes people suffocate.

Jiang Hao was stunned. The scene was very similar to the blood inheritance at that time. There must be some connection, and the walking stick must be hidden in it, but I don't know whether or not he will meet the old man.

I don't know what the meaning of this walking stick means to the emperor. Jiang Hao's only purpose is to repay the gratitude of the undead bird. As for the emperor's attack on the eastern regions, he will not care at all. It is a matter of history. If the emperor crosses him here, he should stand on the side of the emperor.

As long as the emperor had no hostility to himself, Jiang Hao was relieved.

He walked away, directly into the center of the river, but also exposed to the eyes of the stone statue.

The earth suddenly vibrated, and a sound of water flow came from the river.

When the river is full of liquid, everyone's pupil suddenly shrinks. It's not water at all, but blood!

The smell of blood filled out and enveloped the palace. Someone outside immediately noticed and came here.

"How can the river bleed?" Everyone was shocked, looking at the river, there was a sense of foreboding.

"The sword is moving!" Someone exclaimed, and he saw the huge sword of the stone statue, shaking slightly.

Almost at the moment when the giant sword trembles, a startling momentum erupts from the stone statue, containing the pressure, swallowing everything, and the earth faintly cracks, and the sound of click is palpable.

At the same time, something even more shocking happened. In everyone's eyes, the huge sword fell down fiercely, rolled up the storm, and cut out a narrow silver light in the air, with a towering momentum, as if trying to cut through the sky, everything under its pressure was extremely slow.

"Run away!" Hu San was shocked and drank a lot, because he saw that the place where the giant sword fell happened to be Jiang Hao's direction.

At this moment, the pupils of all the people couldn't help shrinking. They seemed to see the scene of young people splashing blood in front of them.

The momentum of the huge sword was amazing. In their eyes, almost no one could escape.

The woman who met in the basin was also present. She frowned slightly when she saw the scene. In her opinion, even if there was an immortal bird, she would not escape the misfortune.

This young man is so bold that he dares to provoke anything. This time, we should see how you can escape.

"It's a pity to be so young." Some people regret that even if there is a God coming, it is difficult to save.

Under everyone's gaze, Jiang Hao's fingers pointed to the sky, and his figure had no intention of dodging.

"Go away!"

In all the people's minds buzzing, a voice came out, which contains the killing, full of disdain, that is the voice of Jiang Hao.

After the sound came out, the huge sword hummed. Half a finger above Jiang Hao's head, it stopped instantly, and suddenly turned into powder and dispersed with the wind.

This word, like thunder, reverberates in the space, but also explodes in people's minds.

Everyone looked at this scene, the eyes are thick incredible, this scene, unpredictable.

What magic power does this young man have that he can smash the giant sword!

Jiang Hao turned around faintly. There was blood in his pupils. There was blood flashing. There was no fighting. But he seemed to kill God. When everyone looked at his eyes, his brain hummed.

No one knows that Jiang Hao's blood is actually the blood of the son of heaven. When he looks at the stone statue, he resonates. He tells the stone statue with his own blood that he is the descendant of the stone statue.

The moment the sword fell, it was a kind of performance of protection. Jiang Hao found that the stone statue was sentimental and lifelike, and the emperor would not kill his descendants.

The blood color in his pupils soon disappeared. Jiang Hao walked across the river and came to the Bank of the river. He called to the tiger three: "wait here. The ancestors said that you won't let you come."

Jiang Hao finished, turned and walked inside.

A young man's back, in the eyes of all people shocked, gradually melted into the thick fog.

"This! How on earth can this be done! " Qianhe and qianshang are both surprised. If they are under the giant sword, I'm afraid they have already disappeared.

Everyone looked at the direction of the young man's departure and thought of his walking stick, and his heart was more and more broken. He was not only unable to cross the river, but also competed with him. I'm afraid there is no chance of winning.

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