Chapter 3186 Blood Gathering

Han Shantong's attack was violent, and as soon as he took action, the ground shook, the rivers boiled, and a long sword almost reflected the entire Sishui River.

"This this……"

The whole audience was shocked. Song Zhenglun's mouth was wide open and saliva was dripping from his mouth, but he didn't even know it.

Everyone thought that Han Shantong had the upper hand. If it weren't for the Sishui River God's centuries-old power, the people of Wuliu Town would have couldn't help but cheer.

However, Han Shantong knew his own affairs, and the more he fought, the more frightened he became. His red blood sword, which smelted his soul, was his sharpest weapon. He thought that once he used this sword, he would easily kill the evil god.

After all, how many evil spirits can there be in the Sishui River?

Unexpectedly, just as he threw his red-blooded sword into the river, it was wrapped in an evil force, and he was unable to control the sword's stability.

The boiling water in the river was not caused by his red 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 blood. A line of blood suddenly appeared in the air, and the river was filled with light.

With a stabbing sound, the red-blooded sword suddenly rose from the river and slashed again, causing a huge wave of more than ten feet.

Han Shantong's face was as white as paper, and he continued to draw runes in the air. Blood grooves appeared in the air, and the blood grooves formed a complicated Tai Chi pattern.

"Blood Burning Technique!"

Song Zhenglun shouted loudly, surprised and inexplicable, he recognized this forbidden technique.

This forbidden technique uses the burning of essence and blood to forcibly enhance the strength of the caster, which is most decisive and domineering.

"Who is willing to help me with your essence and 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 this blood-burning technique uses other people's essence and blood to assist the formation, it will naturally be more powerful. However, in order to maintain the formation, every ounce of other people's essence and blood must be used. Han Shantong's move is clearly reckless. Departed for 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 the little girl of the Wang family. 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.

The little girl was a mortal, and her essence and blood were 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 I."

The boy from the Wang family 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 did. 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 entire scene.

More than ten and a half young men took the lead in slitting their wrists. Blood gurgled and 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 opened his old branch-like arm.

"Mr. Liu!"

Xu Ding was inexplicably shocked.

With tears in his eyes, Mr. Liu shouted loudly, "Now that things have come to this, can we still expect that monster to let us go? If we can't kill this monster today, our 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 people in Liu Town were slashing themselves wildly, crying and cursing while doing so.

Hundreds of years of suffering in the sea of ​​blood and resentment towards the Sishui River God were completely vented at this moment.

"What the hell am I afraid of? I'll fuck your mother."

Song Zhenglun didn't know who he was targeting. With a swipe, all his fingers were cut open, and a large amount of blood shot towards the Tai Chi pattern.

"Shameless people, the likes of which I have never seen in my life."

When Song Zhenglun was furious, he glared at someone and yelled at someone, but 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 became almost transparent. Using secret techniques, his combat power was growing rapidly, and his momentum was rising crazily.

The red blood sword seemed to turn into a ball of flame, slashing 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 that it would not fall towards 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 coldly. The terrifying dragon's power emanated from him unscrupulously.

Tens of thousands of people in the audience fell to their knees involuntarily.

This is the River God of Surabaya.

The horrific nightmare that has shrouded millions of people in the 5,000-mile Sishui River, Thirty-Six Cities, and millions of people in Wuliu Town for more than a hundred years has been revealed to the eyes of thousands of people in Wuliu Town for the first time.

"Ants, why can't you always accept your fate with peace of mind?"

The black dragon spoke, speaking human words with incomparable clarity. In a voice full of violent rage, he said 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 want to get some bad monks to show you in front of me. Very good. Today, my elegance has finally been defeated by you. I am here Everyone must die, must die. I can no longer extend my mercy to you miserable ants."

Black Dragon spoke coldly, as if he was the wronged party.

boom!

The red blood sword turned into a ball of blazing fire and shot towards the black dragon. The blazing light ignited the entire sky. At this moment, even the bright moon in the sky lost its luster.

As soon as the red blood sword was fired, Han Shantong could no longer hold on and fell to his knees.

Taking advantage of the black dragon's nonsense, he gathered enough momentum, almost burning up all his blood, to deliver this powerful blow.

clang!

A crisp sound came, and the red blood sword was actually held in the mouth by the black dragon, and the halo disappeared.

Immediately, a rattling sound was heard, and with a pop, the red blood sword was spat out by the black dragon and turned into a tinfoil ball that seemed to have been chewed.

Han Shantong couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground softly, his eyes full of the setting sun, and he was already weeping blood.

"etc!"

Song Zhenglun shouted sharply, and a purple token appeared in his palm with a loft pattern engraved on it.