Chapter 2433 A Head!
The blood-colored mountain, which is hundreds of thousands of feet high, looks like an ancient star, and also like an immortal beast, exuding a vast and immortal breath.
Looking closely, it looks like a head, with eyes, mouth and nose vaguely visible, and at the same time, there seems to be a faint vitality lingering, which looks extremely mysterious.
"If it is really the head of the ancient gods and demons, then it can be explained clearly! Maybe this is not a place of war at all. The primordial spirit of the ancient gods and demons is broken, and it can also form a blood-colored war spirit!"
Su Chen's eyes are bright and bright, and he said slowly.
Although this is just a guess, he has a feeling in his heart that this guess is very likely to be true.
"Master, so, those hundreds of war spirits are all transformed from the primordial spirits of the ancient gods and demons? Then what are they guarding here?"
The magic dragon also showed a puzzled look.
"Who knows? Maybe it's a weapon of the ancient gods and demons, or the heart of the ancient gods and demons, or other treasures! Let's go and see, and we'll know!"
Su Chen smiled calmly, with a hint of sharpness in his eyes.
"Master, this... is too dangerous! I can feel that the combat power of these hundreds of blood-colored war spirits is extremely terrifying. If they attack at the same time, I'm afraid that even a half-step demon ancestor will find it difficult to get any benefits, unless they are led away!"
The demon dragon said hurriedly, feeling a little frightened.
"Husband, let me do it! I'll lead these blood-colored war spirits away, and then you go to investigate!"
Lin Ruowei thought for a moment and said slowly.
"No, it's too dangerous!"
Su Chen shook his head.
He couldn't let Lin Ruowei get involved in danger. These hundreds of blood-colored war spirits have terrifying auras, and the weakest one is probably not inferior to a strong man at the top of the holy demon.
The blood-colored war spirit is an immortal existence. It is too dangerous for Lin Ruowei to attack alone!
"Master, let me and the little golden dragon attack! We have come in before and stolen a lot of heavenly spirits. We are most likely to lead these blood-colored war spirits away!"
The demon dragon gritted his teeth and said.
"You?"
Su Chen was slightly stunned. A light flashed in his palm and the little golden dragon emerged.
At this moment, the little golden dragon's injuries have almost healed.
After all, in Su Chen's Qiankun Ding, there are all kinds of natural treasures and original things, plus some of the flesh and blood essence and soul fragments of the demon clan strongmen, which were also swallowed by the little golden dragon. His injuries recovered very quickly.
"Su Chen, this is definitely the corpse of the ancient gods and demons. There must be a big secret hidden in it!"
After the little golden dragon came out, he heard the story of Su Chen and the demon dragon, and he also carefully checked the blood-colored mountain in front of him, and suddenly became excited.
"Are you sure?"
Su Chen asked.
"Yes! Who am I? I am the Nine-clawed Golden Dragon, the future Dragon King of the Dragon Clan. I can be sure that this mountain is definitely related to the ancient gods and demons. The breath of the primeval world is too obvious!"
The little golden dragon said excitedly.
Then, he looked at the hundreds of blood-colored war spirits and gritted his teeth and said, "Old Black and I will lead these blood-colored war spirits away, but you must find the heart of the ancient gods and demons for me. If I have the heart of the ancient gods and demons, I may be able to touch the realm of heaven and directly survive the great life tribulation!"
"If there is the heart of the ancient gods and demons, it is naturally yours!"
Su Chen
smiled.
"Okay!"
The little golden dragon said excitedly.
Then, he and the demon dragon lowered their heads and whispered for a while, and instantly soared into the sky, and a vast and ancient dragon power gushed out of their bodies.
Ang!
From the mouth of the little golden dragon, an ancient dragon roar sounded, causing the sky to roar and tremble in all directions, which was magnificent and boundless.
At the same time, the demon dragon released black sword lights, like the sun, covering the hundreds of blood-colored war spirits.
Boom!
The hundreds of blood-colored war spirits were instantly alarmed.
A series of murderous spirits rushed into the sky, and the terrifying blood light seemed to tear everything apart, like a blood-colored divine light exploding.
The hundreds of blood-colored war spirits rushed into the sky from the blood-colored divine mountain and killed the demon dragon and the little golden dragon directly.
The demon dragon and the little golden dragon were trembling all over, knowing the horror of the hundreds of blood-colored war spirits. After a violent attack, they instantly moved away.
The hundreds of blood-colored war spirits chased after them directly.
"Let's go!"
Su Chen's eyes flashed, and together with Lin Ruowei, they instantly
moved towards the blood-colored sacred mountain.
Boom!
A vast and ancient breath came over them, as if it was the vicissitudes of time, or the momentum of the ancient times, so vast and boundless that it made people tremble.
Su Chen and Lin Ruowei felt that the blood-colored sacred mountain in front of them seemed to have been resurrected, turning into an immortal existence, making them feel that they had become extremely small.
Almost instantly, Su Chen and Lin Ruowei arrived at the top of the Blood God Mountain. In front of them, a blood altar appeared, emitting a bright light, with twisted runes on it, very mysterious and extraordinary.
It seemed like a mysterious void passage.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
At the same time, Su Chen heard a mysterious rhythm, like a heart beating, making Su Chen feel the blood surging all over his body.
That kind of fluctuation came from the altar!
"Here... is there really the heart of the ancient gods and demons? Go in and take a look!"
Su Chen and Lin Ruowei looked at each other, made an extremely decisive decision, turned into two streams of light, and sank into the altar.