Seeing that the black lines on the bald head and neck were getting redder and redder, as if they were soaked in blood, the blood was very scary, and even the skin was tense, as if it would break at any time.
Although the bald head is combined with the evil rhinoceros, it does not seem to have any effect, and it is completely unable to stop the blood from seeping out.
"Could it really be the power of the gods," Han Sen frowned secretly.
The rhinoceros can ward off all evils, and it can make it useless at all, and ordinary genetic species will definitely not be able to do it, if it is the power of the gods, then it makes more sense.
The rhinoceros can only ward off evil spirits, but not the 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 and neck became tighter and tighter, and it looked like it was about to reach its limit, as if it was about to bloom in the next second, and the oozing blood had stained his neck and palms red, and his expression was very painful.
Li Bingyu used several genetic fusion techniques, but none of them had any effect on the guillotine line.
Han Sen frowned slightly, summoned the Blood Phantom Spirit Combination, and pressed one hand on the bald head's neck, allowing the Blood Phantom Spirit's power to penetrate into the guillotine line, trying to stop the spread of the power inside.
But the result was still useless, and the power of the Blood Phantom couldn't stop the guillotine from tearing.
At this moment, the guillotine on Li Bingyu's neck also began to ooze blood, Li Bingyu's face was ugly, and she immediately summoned several genes to try to stop the terrifying power from spreading on her, but it was useless.
"Old Han, I'm dying, if you're lucky enough not to die, go to Zhucheng to report to my father, just say that I will be his son in the next life, let him quickly find another mother-in-law and another one, so that I can be reincarnated soon."
The bald head covered his neck and said with difficulty, his voice hoarse as if he was about to lose his breath when someone choked his neck.
"With me here, no one can kill you."
Han Sen's eyes bloomed, and the power of the Xuanhuang Sutra worked at the same time, and he reached out and pressed it on the bald neck.
It is also strange to say that after the power of the Xuanhuang Sutra was wiped on the neck of the bald head, it was like a blackboard eraser, and the black line on the neck of the bald head was erased.
Seeing this, Han Sen wiped his palm around the bald head's neck, and completely erased the guillotine line, leaving no traces.
Originally, Han Sen planned that if the Xuanhuang Sutra had no effect, he would directly tear apart the suppression of the rules of the world to see what was going on.
Since the Xuanhuang Sutra is useful, there is no need to be so troublesome.
As soon as the black line on the bald head and neck disappeared, the whole person suddenly relaxed, as if he had just been rescued from the hanging rope, sitting on the ground and gasping for breath.
The guillotine on Li Bingyu's neck was also drenched in blood, she didn't care about exposing it, and used several secret techniques of the Wuwei Dao Palace, but it still didn't work, and the guillotine was like an invisible silk blade, tightening more and more on her neck, making the blood marks on her snow-white jade neck getting heavier and heavier, and also making Li Bingyu desperate.
Han Sen walked up to her and reached out to press on her neck, and Li Bingyu suddenly felt that his neck was much lighter.
Han Sen's palm caressed her neck and spun around, Li Bingyu was completely liberated, although he was not as unbearable as his bald head, he also had a feeling of escaping death, he just looked at Han Sen with a strange expression.
The power that even the secret technique of the Wuwei Dao Palace could not break, Han Sen actually removed it casually, this kind of ability was indeed shocking.
The longer Li Bingyu and Han Sen got along, the more they felt that this person was unfathomable and almost impossible to measure with common sense.
The black line on Bao'er's neck did not attack, but Han Sen still erased it, but the black line on his neck was not erased.
Now he probably knew that this guillotine was actually just a mark, or rather, a mark, and that the guillotine itself did not have a strong force, but that terrifying power could only work through the guillotine.
He left the guillotine just to see where the power came from.
After a while, Han Sen only felt his neck tighten, as if an extremely tough thin silk thread was strangled on his neck, and it tightened more and more, as if it was about to break his neck.
Han Sen touched his neck with his hand, but he didn't feel any silk threads, he could only feel the skin at the guillotine line become tight.
"Old Han, what are you doing, why don't you wipe the guillotine off your neck," the bald head asked.
"No matter who you are, since you dare to embarrass me, how can you do it without paying a price."
Han Sen said coldly, still without the intention of erasing the guillotine.
The power surging out of the guillotine line became more and more terrifying, but for Han Sen's physical strength, this bit of strength was not enough to hurt him.
Although the terrifying power had been constantly strengthening, it had never been able to cause Han Sen's neck to bleed, only the black line had sunken a little, as if there was an invisible rope strangling Han Sen's neck.
Time continued to pass in the stalemate between Han Sen and the guillotine line, and the bald head swallowed his saliva, but Han Sen's neck never showed blood oozing, but the river in the big river was flooded with waves, and the fluctuations were getting worse and worse.
Later, on the wide surface of the river, huge waves were set off, even more fierce than the waves above the sea.
Li Bingyu and Bald Head were staring at the river with solemn expressions, and they could feel that there was a terrifying aura spreading on the surface of the river, as if something had floated up from the bottom of the water.
Crash The blue stone tiles burst out of the water, revealing a ridge, then the roof covered with green tiles, and soon a ruined ancient temple gradually emerged from the water.
The bald head saw clearly the handwriting engraved on the stone plaque on the door of the ancient temple, and suddenly exclaimed: "The Guillotine Temple is really the Guillotine Temple, and the Guillotine Temple, where Master Tian and all the disciples died, will be here."
The temple was simple and unpretentious, and even dilapidated, it seemed to ordinary people to be just a ruined temple, but under the eyes of Han Sen's Peacock King, he could see the purple-black flames of light rising above the temple, as if it was shrouded by demonic power.
Han Sen could clearly feel that in that ancient temple, there was a very terrifying creature staring at him, but the aura of that creature was very strange, and Han Sen couldn't be sure if it was a god or some kind of 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, which could not block Han Sen's sight at all, and their eyes could clearly see the altar in the ancient temple.
However, there was no statue on the altar, but there was a guillotine full of blood
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