Chapter 1289
Generation’s Demon Venerable Chapter 1289
The time is long, and every second is suffering. This kind of waiting is the real life is better than death.
Many people even hope that death will come soon, and do not want to wait in such a hopeless manner.
But when death really came, they found that their backbone was actually very fragile, and their courage was not as big as they thought.
When the night comes, the moon rises in the middle of the sky, like a silver plate, sprinkled with brilliance like water.
Above the altar, there were bursts of blood-colored mist, and the bloody smell began to eat the rice. The Flood Dragon seemed to open its eyes, and in the wide open mouth, there were more sinisters, even more so. A special suction gushes out.
The Great Imperial Teacher, Blood Sword, and Third Prince who died on the altar, all the energy was quickly absorbed and entered the mouth of the Flood Dragon, making it even more shocking.
After this, there are those cultivators, and they are from strong to weak from the cultivation base.
The stronger you are, the sooner you die!
An old man from the Ye family was enveloped by this special suction and felt that the blood energy, cultivation base, flowed out uncontrollably.
He's getting weaker and older, and he's walking towards death little by little.
In this brief moment, he was so terrified that he cried aloud that death was so terrifying.
Su Hao was still eating shouted. He didn't seem to see this scene. He quickly ate the medicine pill, Fajing, and drank fine wine.
A large amount of essence is filled in the body.
The old man, witnessed by everyone, grew old a little bit, until all the cultivation base and blood energy disappeared, and he fell to the ground like a mummified corpse.
The second person was shrouded, and immediately burst into tears. The cry was extremely miserable. He spent seventy years for the Ye family. Know how many meritorious ministers.
There's even his uncle among them.
Now, my loyal master has taken everything away little by little.
His life was a sad one.
The third person, the fourth person, constantly absorb all the essence, become terrifying mummified corpses, and fall on the cold altar forever.
After the death of the seventh person, the Flood Dragon exuded a ferocious look. Not only did the dragon head appear, but the dragon body grew little by little, and its size gradually showed.
Emperor Zhengde stood up, ignoring those mourning people, staring at the sky, looking towards the Floating Island that was shrouded in moonlight.
"Inheritance of the Immortals, I am here. I, Ye Zhengde, have put in so much effort. My Imperial Father and my son have all become victims. You must not let me down."
He had a smug smile at the corner of his mouth, obviously thinking that the disappointment didn't exist, these people couldn't escape, and when they were completely absorbed, the Flood Dragon could come back to life and erect a dragon bridge to the sky , go straight to Floating Island.
In fact, after the ninth person died on the altar, Flood Dragon had already started to raise its head and slowly moved towards the suspended island.
The blood sacrifice is still going on. The cultivation base goes from high to low. The higher the cultivation base, the faster the death. Although Su Hao has strong battle strength, his cultivation base is only Quasi-Saint. , here is one of the lowest cultivation bases.
Therefore, it cannot threaten him for the time being.
However, Fan Zhan has been shrouded, his cultivation base, in the younger generation, is definitely powerful, and blood energy begins to be absorbed.
He looked at Su Hao with a smile and said, "I can only repay your wine in the next life."
Su Hao has almost eaten, and his body is filled with countless essences .
Including those medicinal herbs that were eaten before.
Those energies are actually not completely refining by Su Hao.
He stood up, looked at Fan Zhan with clear eyes, smiled faintly, and said, "Where will I find you in the next life, if you brat wants to get rid of my drink bill, then I don't agree."
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He walked forward and grabbed Fan Zhan.
This shocked the people around.
You know, Fan Zhan is being absorbed now, and Su Hao's contact with him can only speed up his own death.
In fact, at the next moment, everyone has felt the phenomenon of blood energy rising from Su Hao's body.
"Since it's death, let's go together and have a company. It's too lonely to be alone." Ye Lingxian walked over and grabbed Su Hao.
She was also shrouded in suction.
"You're still the first, the strange man I held hands with, you're cheaper." Ye Lingxian tried her best to keep her smile, but she couldn't help crying.
"Missing your dad?" Su Hao asked with a smile.
"My father...he is my only relative. If I leave, he is afraid that his life will be worse than death. There are more tears, and the only thing she can't worry about is her father.
The king of iron hats, who fought all his life, was loyal to his liver and righteousness, but his fate was even more tragic than those of the dead soldiers.
His wife and children have died on the battlefield, and now Ye Lingxian is leaving him.
It is tantamount to breaking down.
"Let's go back and find him." Su Hao spoke again, loudly.
Ye Lingxian was stunned.
Not only her, but all the people below were stunned, then shook their heads and went back?
Dream?
Ye Zhengde, who has been staring at Floating Island, even sneered at the corner of his mouth. No one can leave this altar, and there is no one in ten thousand chance.
At least, these people can't.
Therefore, it is normal for him to ignore Su Hao's words, to be tortured by fear before his death, and to be confused.
"Go!"
However, in his thoughts, Su Hao suddenly shouted loudly, shaking like thunder.
Even, the formidable power of this vibration is so powerful that the blood-colored shield trembles, and the Flood Dragon that lifts the head seems to tremble.
"Open!"
Su Hao uttered a word again under everyone's astonishment, and at the same time, his feet fiercely stepped on the ground, and his figure roared up.
In the whistling, Su Hao's whole body was full of breath, and the mass of essence in his body was swimming, flowing out of his pores and entering the Dualbladed Halberd that suddenly appeared.
The halberd burst into an unprecedented dazzling golden light, rendering the entire altar, and a tall silhouette appeared in the golden light.
Su Hao exhausted the huge amount of energy stored in the body, and the value is definitely beyond 20 million crystals, but in this brief moment, it was completely fused into this halberd.
The spurge is recovering, and the breath it exudes gradually becomes stronger. The silhouette becomes more and more real. Although it cannot be seen in detail, it is enough to make people feel the horror.
imposing manner
Spirit of the Holy Halberd, revive!
"Cut!"
Su Hao shouted again, and the halberd rushed out, like a golden lightning, with the stalwart silhouette, roaring.
One halberd, cut off!
“pu!”
Blood spurted out like a fountain. Under everyone’s astonished gaze, the huge Flood Dragon head was chopped off.
This scene is extremely spectacular. A young man shot a halberd and directly cut off the head of the Flood Dragon as huge as a mountain!