Zhang Gan hurriedly flicked his fingers, and a blood-red Zhuxian Sword Qi flew out, blocking the blood-red silk thread.
However, what surprised Zhang Qian was that this strange blood-red thread was unexpectedly tough. Facing his own blow containing the Immortal Killing Sword Intent, instead of shattering, it just flew out, followed by an extremely fast movement. The speed continued to stab me.
"What is this?"
Zhang Qian became suspicious, and directly summoned the Ice Wave Xuanguang Sword, firing dozens of blood-red sword energy, and finally cut the blood-red silk thread into more than a dozen pieces.
Snap!
More than a dozen pieces of silk thread fell to the ground, still twisting and twisting, as if they were living things.
Zhizhizhi...!
At this moment, these threads made a strange sound, and then exploded into Zhang Qian's surprised eyes, turning into a faint mist of blood.
Zhang Qian might as well have inhaled a trace of the blood mist, and suddenly felt dizzy, his body swayed, and his true energy became sluggish.
He hurriedly sat down cross-legged and practiced the practice method for a while before using the power of Taiyi Demon Refining Qi to extinguish the traces of blood mist he inhaled.
"Weird, this thread looks like a living thing!"
Just when Zhang Qian was puzzled, the token commanding the three hundred river gods moved again, and in the blink of an eye, several more river gods died.
"Not good!"
Zhang Gan's expression changed, and he didn't care about anything else. He hurriedly said a few words to the token, and then he burst into anger, activating the token's power.
Brush!
After doing this, he flashed and appeared in mid-air. He raised his eyes and looked to the west. After a while, streams of blue light flew straight towards this side.
Wow!
First, a stream of light stopped in front of Zhang Qian, and a person appeared, but he was a well-mannered scholar. The scholar bowed to Zhang Qian and said: "My subordinate Gu Yong is paying homage to the Lord. I don't know why the Lord wants to invite you." ?The subordinates are already preparing the incense and fire beads, please don’t be in a hurry to collect them.”
"Gu Yong?"
Looking at this elegant scholar, Zhang Qian didn't care how he became the river god, and said directly: "I am Zhang Qian, and the jurisdiction of the three hundred rivers nearby is already in my hands, but just now, in this short video Dozens of Taiyi have died inexplicably at this moment, can you detect anything unusual?"
Gu Yong frowned and was about to reply when more than 200 river gods with different appearances flew in one after another. These river gods were both male and female, and there were even many ferocious-looking spirits among them.< /p>
"We will pay homage to the Lord!"
More than two hundred river gods bowed down and worshiped. These river gods had no control over their lives. Whoever held the river god's token controlled the lives of these river gods. They couldn't help but respect Zhang Qian.
"Get up, I just took over the River God's Token, and before I had time to inspect it, unexpectedly, you and other River Gods died inexplicably one after another. Do you know who did it?"
These river gods looked at each other, looking confused.
"Uh...uh..."
At this moment, a tall man in the crowd who was about 10 feet tall and with muscles all over his body suddenly sat on the ground without any warning, gnashing his teeth, with a look of extreme pain on his face.
"Lord...save me!"
As soon as the big man finished speaking, before Zhang Qian could step forward to check, he heard a bang and the whole man exploded into pieces, turning into pieces of flesh and blood all over the sky!
"Ah...!"
"This!..."
All the river gods were in an uproar. Zhang Qian narrowed his eyes and felt cold in his heart. When the blood mist in the sky dissipated, Zhang Qian took a closer look and saw a silk-like blood-red thread left in place, twisting and twisting.
"Humph, it's this kind of thread again!"
Zhang Gan snorted coldly, stretched out his palm, and the blood-red sword energy wrapped it around his palm. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the blood-red sword energy in his hand.
Suddenly, Zhang Qian thought of something and hurriedly put aside his thoughts on studying the blood-red thread. His extremely powerful mind swept out and enveloped the more than two hundred river gods in front of him.
"Don't move!"
Zhang Gan suddenly pointed at a river god who looked like a Taoist nun and shouted loudly, startling the beautiful river god in his thirties.
"Lord...?"
Zhang Qian suddenly stretched out his finger, and a blood-red sword energy flew out, cutting a gash in the arm of the river god.
"Come out!"
As Zhang Qian shouted, he stretched out his hand and pinched it, and pulled out a blood-red thread from the wound!
As soon as this blood-red silk thread came out, the whole body of the Taoist-looking River God trembled. Thinking about the way the whole body of the River God exploded before, she still didn't know that it was Zhang Qian who saved her.
"Thank you Lord for your life-saving grace!"
"Lord..."
The remaining river gods were frightened and looked at Zhang Qian with pleading expressions.
Zhang Qian waved his hand: "Don't be afraid. I've seen it for you just now, but you don't have this kind of red line on your body."
Holding the two red lines, Zhang Qian glanced around and asked, "Does any of you know what these red lines are?"
All the river gods shook their heads, and Zhang Qian turned to the beautiful Taoist nun and asked, "What about you?"
"Your Majesty, the little god has been refining the incense beads in Shuifu during this period. He has not gone out and has not seen anyone else. I really don't know where this red line came from."
Zhang Gan looked at her intently for a while, and when he saw that she didn't seem to be lying, he became even more confused.
This kind of red thread can sneak into the human body without anyone noticing, harming people's lives. It is really difficult to prevent it. Thanks to Zhang Qian's strong mind, he discovered the red thread in her body. Otherwise, this river god would die in a short time.
Just when Zhang Qian was wondering and thinking, a wave of fluctuation suddenly appeared in the void behind him.
He suddenly turned around and his pupils shrank.
"It's you, Jiang Muxian, you are following me!"
The person who appeared from the void was none other than Jiang Muxian. What shocked Zhang Qian was that he didn't realize when Jiang Muxian was following him. You know, flying all the way, Zhang Qian would sweep around with his tyrannical mind from time to time. , but there was no trace of Jiang Muxian at all.
"It's a joke, you are worthy of my tracking. I'm just curious about what bad things you want to do when you leave Demon Refining Island in a hurry." Jiang Muxian glared at Zhang Qian, and his beautiful face suddenly smiled: "As for what you are wondering about? I know a little bit about the red lines."
Zhang Gan raised his eyebrows: "Oh? You know? Come quickly!"
"Humph, you are a slut, you are so honest and polite. We have no friendship. You were like that before... why should I tell you?"
Zhang Qianjian and Jiang Muxian actually became arrogant, and couldn't help curling up his lips: "Haha, forget it. According to my guess, this kind of blood-red silk thread must be a top-notch Gu insect. If these river gods die one after another, someone else must have secretly poisoned them. Chong, since the target of the poisoner is these river gods, now that I have gathered these river gods here, that person will definitely come secretly, and I want to see who can bear such a big burden."
"You..."
Jiang Muxian was a little angry and felt that Zhang Qian was hateful in his opinion. Even if Zhang Qian could say soft words, she would tell him the news she knew. Unexpectedly, Zhang Qian would ignore him at all.
"Okay, I want to see if you will still say that when that person comes. Don't ask me for help then!"