There was no blood spattering around. When Xinqi looked at the severed head, he looked like the benefactor of the temple who was full of compassion just now.
His head was chopped off and his body fell down, but there was no blood.
How could there be no blood in the human body?
Unless, he is not human.
Xinqi was startled by his guess, and felt cold in his heart.
Then, he saw a piece of plain clothes, and when he raised his head, a man with a face like a crown of jade fell into his eyes. He was holding a long silver sword, and the tail of the sword was pointed directly at the huge statue in front of him.
"How dare a person who is neither human nor ghost dare to claim to be a god?"
Xinqi heard him say again.
Then, he watched helplessly as a man who came from nowhere swung a long sword directly at the huge golden statue. Immediately, the part of the huge golden statue that was originally shrouded in shadow was covered by a shadow. He whittled it off.
The blade on the statue was sharp, and with a "bang", a huge hole was made in the floor.
Xinqi watched helplessly as this scene, which could only happen in a TV series but actually appeared in front of his eyes, felt absurd, but this man, to him now, seemed to be a savior.
The sword in the man's hand was full of danger, but because it was facing the statue, Xinqi felt at ease.
Suddenly, Xinqi felt that the floor around him was shaking. He panicked and looked for support. However, when he turned around, he found the god-like man standing motionless.
A pair of beautiful eyes stared indifferently at the statue opposite. Seeing that there was still no movement, he stepped forward. As the murderous intention on his body became stronger and stronger, the long sword in his hand seemed to be sharper, creating a chilling atmosphere. Gradually thickening.
When Gu Lan was a few years old, Su Nanzhi searched everywhere for the person who took away her life.
He went to the Mishan Sect in person, but he didn¡¯t know what was used here at the time, and it even blocked his eyes, preventing him from seeing the evil gate of the statue. What¡¯s more, the person he was looking for was not here at the time.
Now, how could he give this thing a chance to survive?
Want to seize the house?
See if he will give you this chance?
The fierce aura on Gu Lan's body surged, and the long sword in his hand suddenly appeared with silver light. He took another step forward, swung the sword for the second time, and the gold statue was split from the middle, and there was another huge "boom" " sounded.
Behind him, Xinqi stared blankly at this scene. It was difficult for him to describe the shock of this moment using the language and words he had ever been exposed to.
The statue, which he considered extremely evil, seemed to be just a piece of bubbles in front of the man's eyes.
Gulan grabbed a thick black fog from the statue. The thick black fog was wrapped in a transparent barrier. He was trying to get out with his teeth and claws. He could even see a twisted, human-like face. .
Xinqi swallowed silently.
The idol he had always been afraid of turned out to be something like this.
This kind of thing is more like an evil ghost than an evil god.
Xinqi even heard the thick black fog speak, with a vicious tone that seemed to carry the most heart-wrenching curse: "Gu Lan, you are just luckier than me."
Gu Lan lowered his head and sneered: "You know me, how dare you provoke my apprentice?"
"What is your disciple? That little girl was not your disciple at all at that time. As the embodiment of compassion, why didn't you show mercy to people like me?" (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com