Chapter 3142 Temple of Severed Heads

Seeing that the black line on the bald head's neck was getting redder and redder, it looked like it was soaked in blood. It was bloody and scary, and even the skin was taut, as if it would break at any moment.

Although the bald head was fused with the evil spirit rhinoceros, it didn't seem to have any effect, and it couldn't stop the blood from oozing out at all.

"Is it really the power of the gods?" Han Sen frowned secretly.

The evil-proofing rhinoceros can ward off all evils, and it can make it useless at all. Ordinary genetic species definitely can't do it. If it is the power of the gods, it makes more sense.

Exorcising evil rhinoceros can only ward off evil spirits, but not gods.

But along the way, although they dug a lot of leylines, they didn't see any gods, let alone temples.

The flesh on the bald head's neck became tighter and tighter, and it seemed that it was about to reach its limit, as if it would burst open in the next second, and the oozing blood had already stained his neck and palms red, and his expression was very painful.

Li Bingyu used several gene fusion techniques, but none of them had any effect on the dead line.

Han Sen frowned slightly, summoned the Blood Demon Spirit Fusion, and pressed one hand on the bald head's neck, allowing the blood demon's power to penetrate into the guillotine, trying to prevent the power from spreading inside.

But the result was still useless, and even the power of the Blood Demon Spirit couldn't stop the tearing of the guillotine.

At this moment, the guillotine on Li Bingyu's neck also began to ooze blood. Li Bingyu's face was ugly, and he immediately summoned several kinds of genes to try to prevent the terrible power from spreading on her body, but there was no one at all. use.

"Old Han, I'm dying. If you are lucky enough to survive, go to Zhucheng and report to my father, saying that I will be his son in the next life, and tell him to find another wife and have another one, so that I can hurry up." Reincarnation." The bald head covered his neck and said with difficulty, his voice was hoarse as if someone was strangling his neck and was about to lose his breath.

"With me here, no one can kill you." Han Sen's eyes were full of divine light, and the power of Xuan Huang Jing was activated at the same time, and he reached out and pressed the bald head's neck.

Strange to say, after the power of the Xuanhuang Sutra was wiped on the bald head's neck, it was like a blackboard eraser, and it even erased a part of the black line on the bald head's neck.

Seeing this, Han Sen wiped the bald head's neck with his palm, completely erasing the broken line without leaving any traces.

Originally, Han Sen planned to tear the suppression of the world rules directly if the Xuanhuang Sutra had no effect, and see what was causing the trouble.

Since the Xuanhuang Sutra is useful, there is no need to be so troublesome.

As soon as the black thread on the bald head's neck disappeared, he immediately relaxed, as if he had just been rescued from the hanging rope, sitting on the ground panting heavily.

The guillotine on Li Bingyu's neck was already dripping with blood. She didn't care to expose it, and used several secret techniques of Wuwei Taoist Palace, but it still didn't work. The guillotine was like an invisible silk blade. , on her neck tighter and tighter, making the bloodstains on her snow-white jade neck more and more serious, and also made Li Bingyu feel desperate.

Han Sen walked up to her and put his hand on her neck. Li Bingyu immediately felt her neck relax a lot.

Han Sen's palm caressed her neck and turned around. Li Bingyu was completely released. Although he was not as bad as a bald head, he still felt like he had escaped from death. He just looked at Han Sen with a strange expression.

Han Sen was able to easily remove the power that could not even be broken by the secret technique of the Wuwei Dao Palace. This kind of ability is indeed shocking.

The longer Li Bingyu spends with Han Sen, the more he feels that this person is unfathomable and almost impossible to measure with common sense.

The black line on Bao'er's neck didn't break out, but Han Sen still wiped it off, leaving the black line on his own neck intact.

Now he probably knows that this guillotine is actually just a mark, or a sign. The guillotine itself has no powerful power, but the terrifying power can only be exerted through the guillotine.

He left the dead line just to try and see where the power came from.

After a while, Han Sen only felt his neck tighten, as if an extremely tough thin thread was strangling his neck, and it was getting tighter and tighter, as if it was going to strangle his neck.

Han Sen touched his neck with his hands, but he didn't feel any silk thread. He could only feel the skin at the broken thread become tight.

"Old Han, what are you doing? Why don't you erase the guillotine on your neck?" the bald head asked.

"No matter who it is, since it dares to embarrass me, what if you don't pay a price." Han Sen said coldly, still not intending to erase the dead line.

The power gushing out from the guillotine became more and more terrifying, but considering Han Sen's physical strength, this power was not enough to hurt him.

Although the terrifying power has been continuously strengthened, it has never been able to cause Han Sen's neck to ooze blood, only the black line is sunken, as if there is an invisible rope strangling Han Sen's neck.

Time passed continuously in the stalemate between Han Sen and the guillotine, and his bald head swallowed, but Han Sen's neck never showed any bleeding. Instead, there were waves of waves in the river, and The volatility is getting stronger and stronger.

Later, on the broad river surface, there were huge waves, even more fierce and surging than the waves on the sea.

Li Bingyu and the bald head stared at the river surface with solemn expressions. They could feel that there was a terrifying aura spreading on the river surface, as if something had floated up from the bottom of the water.

Crash!

The blue stone tiles broke through the water, revealing a ridge, and then the roof covered with blue tiles, and soon a dilapidated ancient temple gradually emerged from the water.

The bald head saw clearly the handwriting engraved on the stone plaque on the eyebrows of the ancient temple gate, and suddenly exclaimed: "The temple of decapitated heads...it's really the temple of decapitated heads...the decapitated temple that killed Master Tian and all his disciples back then. The Temple of the Head is actually here..."

The temple is simple and unpretentious, even dilapidated. Most people think it is just a ruined temple, but under the eyes of Han Sen's Peacock King, you can see the purple-black flames rising from the temple, as if it was destroyed by a demon. power enveloped.

Han Sen could clearly feel that in the ancient temple, there was a terrifying creature staring at him, but the creature's aura was very strange, and Han Sen couldn't be sure whether it was a god or some kind of creature. genetic species.

When the temple completely emerged from the river, Han Sen and the others could see the scene inside the ancient temple.

The gate of the ancient temple was only half open, and it was still half open. It could not block Han Sen's sight. Their eyes could clearly see the altar in the ancient temple.

But there is no god statue on the altar, but a guillotine full of blood.