When the Demon Saint mummy opened its eyes, both Feng Qianqiu, who was closest to the mummy, and Fang Lin and Guhan Mountain in the distance, felt a chill all over their bodies, as if they were falling into an ice cellar.
Feng Qianqiu turned around stiffly and saw the opened eyes of the demon saint's mummy. He suddenly collapsed to the ground, as if all the strength in his body had been drained out in an instant.
Fang Lin and Gu Hanshan also felt a sense of panic in their hearts, as if some peerless beast was slowly appearing.
Buzz! ! !
Especially the bloody long sword in Fang Lin's hand started to buzz violently at this moment, and kept struggling, as if trying to break free from Fang Lin's hand.
Fang Lin was shocked. Although he had obtained this bloody sword not long ago, this was the first time he had seen this bloody sword so violent.
"What's going on?" Fang Lin looked down and saw Feng Qianqiu sitting on the ground as if he was in a daze, and saw that the mummy opened its eyes.
"Not good!" Fang Lin thought to himself. Although he didn't quite understand the situation, the mummy actually opened its eyes, which was obviously not a good thing.
Gu Hanshan also had an ugly face. The aura emanating from the mummy made him feel particularly uncomfortable and depressed, as if what was lying there was not a shriveled corpse, but a king among monsters.
Seeing that Fang Lin was stunned, Gu Hanshan sneered and suddenly attacked Fang Lin.
But at this moment, a violent suction force suddenly spread from the mummy, and both Fang Lin and Gu Hanshan were pulled by the suction force and flew towards the mummy.
Even if the two of them tried their best to resist, the suction was far more powerful than they could resist, and the two of them were sucked to the mummy like dead branches and leaves.
The two of them just wanted to move, but found that their bodies seemed to no longer belong to them. They were completely unable to control them. They could only look at the mummy in vain and despair.
Feng Qianqiu's expression changed again and again, but he was not affected in any way. At this moment, an infinite desire for survival arose in his heart, and he directly jumped into the sky, wanting to fly away.
But as soon as he flew into the air, he felt a strong force pulling from below. Even though Feng Qianqiu had good cultivation, he still screamed and was pulled down directly when faced with this force.
boom!
Feng Qianqiu fell to the ground in an extremely embarrassed state. Even though he was very powerful, he was still a little dazed after the fall.
Buzz!
The bloody sword that had been held in Fang Lin's hand suddenly flew out of Fang Lin's hand and was inserted directly into the heart of the mummy.
Fang Lin was shocked when the sword came down. What was it doing? I'm afraid that this mummy is not completely dead yet, so why should I add another blow
However, Fang Lin knew that this was definitely not the case. The bloody sword seemed to have some connection with the mummy.
Soon, Fang Lin understood that the bloody sword was actually injecting blood into the dry corpse.
Fang Lin suddenly realized that no wonder this bloody sword likes to suck blood so much, and it seems that no matter how much it sucks blood, it is not enough. It turns out that it is for this old mummy.
At this moment, the naked eye could see that the body of the old mummy had a little blood color, and a trace of vitality gradually filled the air.
Although this trace of life is extremely weak, like a candle in the strong wind, it will be extinguished at any time, but there is a trace of life on a corpse that has been dead for ten thousand years. It is a bit scary to think about it.
Feng Qianqiu looked at this scene and smiled sadly. His guess was indeed correct. This was not a great opportunity at all, but a trap that the Demon Saint had laid out long ago.
Although the Demon Saint is dead, he has left a backup plan, hoping to wake up again after countless years. To accomplish such a heaven-defying thing, a large amount of blood must be used to replenish the Demon Saint's vitality.
This bloody sword must have been left behind by the Demon Saint. All the blood it absorbed was prepared for the Demon Saint.
At this moment, under the continuous infusion of blood from the bloody long sword, a hint of terrifying pressure filled the demon saint's body.
This is the pressure that belongs to the demon saint. It belongs to the pressure that suppressed all demons in the world countless years ago and was called a saint by countless great demons.
A generation of demon saint! He is slowly waking up now!
Fang Lin and Gu Hanshan could not help but show fear, and this fear did not come from their hearts, but from some kind of power within their bodies.
Fang Lin looked at the mummy that was gradually gaining vitality, and suddenly seemed to have guessed something. He suddenly looked at Feng Qianqiu: "Who is this old mummy?"
Feng Qianqiu smiled miserably: "Demon Saint! He is the Demon Saint who has been dead for thousands of years!"
When Fang Lin heard this, he was also one big and two big, so I begged him, this old mummy who worked like a salted fish turned out to be the Demon Saint.
As an Alchemist, Fang Lin fully understands the meaning of the title Demon Saint. Only a strong man who makes all demons surrender and worship him from the bottom of his heart will be called Demon Saint by all demons.
The Holy One among Demons! Rule all the monsters in the world!
Demon Saints are not limited to demons. People can also become Demon Saints, but the difficulty is hundreds of times more difficult than that of demons.
And this mummy is a real human being, but he has become a demon saint. It is conceivable that such a person must have been a powerful person who shook the world during his lifetime. Even if it is not as good as the respected powerful person, it is definitely not far behind. too much.
Fang Lin cursed: "You bastard, are you out of your mind? How dare you come to plot against the body of the Demon Saint? It's okay now, everyone is going to be doomed!"
Feng Qianqiu felt extremely regretful. After he guessed that this place was a trap, he already understood that he could not escape. To wake up the Demon Saint, he needed a lot of vitality and blood. Everyone here must become the Demon Saint and be resurrected. of sacrifices.
However, Feng Qianqiu was extremely unwilling to die like this.
Gu Hanshan suddenly said: "What kind of demon saint?"
Fang Lin was too lazy to pay attention to him. The situation was critical at the moment. There was more and more life in Lao Gan's body. If he really woke up, then all of them would die.
I saw Fang Lin's eyes rolling around, trying desperately to think of a solution.
But after thinking about it, the current situation seems to be irreversible, and the only option is to stare and wait for death.
"His grandma! I'm not really going to die here, am I?" Fang Lin cursed in his heart, becoming a little anxious.
Just when Fang Lin was at his wits' end, a golden finger suddenly appeared from above, shining golden light in all directions.
Buzz! ! ! !
The bloody sword seemed to be frightened, and suddenly flew up from the mummy.
Without the infusion of blood, the vitality in the dried corpse quickly passed away. The demon saint had not really awakened yet. Without the bloody sword, the little vitality in the body could not be maintained for long.
The golden fingers descended from the sky with the aura of destroying everything, and pressed down hard on the bloody sword and the mummy.