"Even if it is the blood of a god, it may not have such an effect."

A group of people waited for you to say something, and they couldn't accept the scene in front of them.

But soon, someone smiled. Judging from his voice, it should be the old man on the high platform: "It's really unreasonable for God's blood to break through its defenses. However, should you think outside the box? That young man, but Not God."

"Master, it's master, shit, I forgot about it."

"He often assumes the identity of an ordinary person, without even a little bit of cultivation. Although he knows that he is the master, he always forgets about it..."

Looking back, a group of people felt much relieved.

However, no matter how relieved, an indisputable fact is still in front of everyone.

Han Sanqian is not the body of a ruler, but a mortal body, but the blood of the mortal body has always broken the lava monster's defense.

This is a fact, a huge question, and a huge shock to them.

It was the black shadow who suddenly laughed leisurely: "This kid..."

If someone looked at the black shadow, they would see that he was shaking his head slowly like a human being.

"This guy's blood is really strange."

"It is not only full of devil's breath, but also full of god's breath, and has the power of ten thousand poisons."

He continued to smile leisurely, and then, he looked at the sky: "The war between gods and demons has existed since ancient times, but I think it may be time for this situation to change."

"Perhaps, even the sky is tired of this kind of fight, so, Han Sanqian, come here."

After finishing the words, I looked back at Han Sanqian's side, and at this time, Han Sanqian's side was already a different scene...

As Han Sanqian's blood began to take effect, the body of the seemingly incomparably solid lava monster was directly burned to create a huge pothole.

In the next second, Han Sanqian shook his hand, seemingly not catching anything, but at the same time seemed to have caught an afterimage.

The black shadow sighed back, and a black air hit Han Sanqian's hand.

Suddenly, the afterimage suddenly appeared, revealing a heart shape.

"You don't have much time, only one and a half minutes, Han Sanqian, should you take this heart to gamble, or put it back, and wait for this monster to revive and have new opportunities." Heiying reminded road.

Put it down, this means that after the monster is resurrected and killed again, Han Sanqian will have more time, but it also means that there will be more powerful monsters appearing in front of everyone.

Judging from the current environment, it is actually obvious that if he is resurrected again, Han Sanqian has no ability and skills to deal with stronger monsters.

Therefore, Han Sanqian had no choice.

One and a half minutes, this is Han Sanqian's only chance and the only time.

Han Sanqian smiled lightly, and this smile already explained his attitude.

"I'll open the way for you." Heiying said, and with a movement of his hand, the whole ground became black streamer again, and the pentagonal prism reappeared not far from Han Sanqian's eyes.

Concentrated and gritted his teeth, Han Sanqian rushed over in a few steps.

Immediately afterwards, he knelt on the prism, and gently placed the heart in his hand on the grid.

"Why hasn't it been opened there yet?" Su Yingxia asked anxiously. JrNovels.com