Chapter 762: Lord Demon King Darkened 25

A golden light shot from the statue's eyes.
Hua Qing looked up, Su Yan stretched out her hand and covered his eyes
"do not look."
Su Yan hugged him tightly.
Hua Qing let her move.
At that moment, he had forgotten about obtaining the sacred artifact.
He lowered his eyes, his lips curled up.
Is she protecting him?
Such recognition.
Let the heart that is so dirty and broken, it is rare to have such a moment of tremor.
His father planned to refine him into a medicine man, and his mother cursed him before he died.
His good friends, good teachers, joined hands to abolish his cultivation, and threw him off the cliff, intending to completely wipe him out.
From the moment he woke up, there was only one thought in his mind.
Damn everyone.
His father, his teacher, his friend.
Will be killed by him himself.
That kind heart has been obliterated, and God won't let him die, isn't it just for revenge?
This idea of ​​his has never wavered.
He has been walking along his own path.
It's just this Su Yan.
Some were beyond his expectations, and more and more beyond his expectations.
This seems to be the first time being guarded.
He wanted to hold her, he held her all the time.
The hand didn't know when he had already held the thin body in his arms.
His head rested on her shoulders.
Let her guard.
At this moment, the people in the village didn't know why, and suddenly walked in the direction of the two of them with murderous aura.
Just listen to the elder of the snake human race
"Throw this man into the holy light and sacrifice to the gods."
"Yes!"
Harmony echoed from all directions, and everyone followed.
Sheng Rou stood there with her eyes closed, struggling to support something.
Shengrou is the saint of the snake-human race and is said to have the ability to talk to gods.
In the eyes of the snake people, it was the saint who invited the gods.
Therefore, the status of the saint in the snake-human race is exceptionally high.
But it is not.
The so-called talking with God is actually talking with the holy artifacts.
Su Yan's body turned, her body quickly ran towards Sheng Rou, followed, grabbing Sheng Rou's wrist.
The dagger in her hand was lifted, and the palm of her hand was cut, blood dripping.
Su Yan held her wrist and pressed it the stone statue behind him.
The blood fell along the palm of Shengrou.
Sheng Rou panicked
"No, no, don't."
The original offensive pace of the surrounding people stopped.
They are all retreating backwards, looking frightened.
Su Yan stood there, and she could feel her fingertips petrifying.
In a short while, the whole person will be petrified.
That's why, this sacred object will be called the Curse of Medusa.
It will petrify everyone who touches it next to it.
Her gaze turned to Hua Qing next to her.
Almost as soon as her eyes touched him, she had time to curl her lips tightly, without saying anything.
Instantly petrified into a statue.
Sheng Rou made a painful voice.
The blood in her body was being sucked out by the stone statue.
Sheng Rou finally fainted completely.
The body leaned down and hit the high platform.
Hua Qing stood there and froze.
He probably didn't expect the woman who was still in his arms to be petrified in an instant.
The stone cracked, and a golden snake-headed scepter flashed out.
Suspended in mid-air, exuding light.
The villagers who had been evacuated far away all bowed to the ground
"God!"
The black pattern on the golden snake-headed scepter was mysterious and distant, and it gave people a suffocating feeling.