Chapter 1695: The Dying Golden Spirit

Tang Hao entered the restaurant and sat down.

There are a lot of people in the restaurant, and it is noisy.

After listening, many people were still discussing the matter of the previous Blood Source Ceremony, and most of them were discussing the things around the Demon Star Mountain, either where there was a powerful beast, or who had discovered the rare elixir.

In this Demon Star Mountain, there are many fierce beasts and elixirs, and it is a treasure land.

Or, who is fighting again.

There are many forces in the mountains, and there are often frictions, and fights and brawls are common.

After sitting for an hour or two, Tang Hao was ready to go out for a walk, visit the elixir shop, and collect the elixir.

At this moment, an earth-shattering roar was heard in the mountain.

The roar was high-pitched, like thunder.

"What's going on?"

In the restaurant, everyone was shocked and turned to look in that direction.

There was also a commotion on the streets outside.

This kind of amazing roar is definitely not an ordinary fierce beast, but it is only those overlords in the deep mountains.

In the depths of the Demon Star Mountain, there are many desolate bloodlines, all of them are saint-level, and their strength is terrifying, for ordinary cultivators, those overlords are nightmarish existences, and they never dare to go deep and provoke those overlords.

Tang Hao was also stunned, and then his face became solemn.

Listening to this voice, it is indeed the Holy Realm, and it is those terrible overlords in the mountains.

When exploring the immortal veins, Tang Hao also encountered a few heads, but they all watched from a distance and did not provoke them.

These overlords are all the oldest bloodlines of the Flood Desolation, the strange beasts that exist in the legends, they are very strong, and several of them exude an aura that makes Tang Hao a little jealous.

The roar continued for a long time, becoming more and more high-pitched, shaking the entire mountain range, and in all parts of the mountain, many fierce beasts also roared, and countless roars converged into one, so frightened that the faces of the people in the city turned white.

"This is the roar of ten thousand beasts!"

"Good boy, it's not like the beast tide is coming!"

For a while, people were panicked.

There were also many brave people who flew out of the city and swept deep into the mountains to find out the situation.

At this moment, the major forces in the mountains were also alarmed, and beams of light poked out and shone towards the deep mountains.

Soon, a piece of news came back.

It was the old golden dragon in the deep mountains that made the roar, it was dying, it was going to die!

This news, like a bombshell, exploded in the city.

"That golden calf is going to die?"

"Oh my God! It's that old golden man, it's hilarious now!"

The whole city was boiling.

That old golden calf is one of the most powerful overlords in the depths of the Demon Star Mountain, and he has lived for I don't know how many years, but I am afraid that it will be more than 10,000 years, and his cultivation is also terrifying, and it is said that there are three tribulations.

Moreover, the bloodline of this old golden calf is very pure, and it is the direct bloodline of those golden calves during the flood period, and its strength is even stronger.

It is said that there was once a sage of the four tribulations who came here and had a fight with this old golden calf, and it was a tie, three tribulations against four tribulations, but they were evenly divided, which shows the terrible strength of this old golden calf.

"Golden Calf?"

Tang Hao was stunned.

Tang Hao is no stranger to this strange beast, once in the ninth continent of Qiyuan, he has seen it, in the Southern Regions, when the corpse of Ying Long was born, he bumped into a golden calf.

But these two are definitely not the same level of existence, Qiyuan's bloodline is not pure, and this head is pure-blooded.

However, when he heard that this old golden dragon could match the Four Tribulation Saints with the realm of three tribulations, he still felt a little shocked.

Even if it is him, it is difficult to skip the level to fight, and that old golden calf can do it, it is really amazing!

"This is the real bloodline of the Flood Desolation!"

Tang Hao sighed, what he encountered in the past was just a bloodline that was not pure enough!

"This old golden dragon has lived for a long time, no one knows how long it is, it's almost time to think about it, it's time to run out of life and die!"

"The corpse of a three-tribulation golden calf, that is a peerless treasure, I am afraid that the surrounding forces will go crazy at that time!"

Thinking of the corpse left behind by the old Jin Xuan's death, everyone's eyes turned red.

The corpse of a three-tribulation golden calve, that is a supreme treasure, can make any cultivator crazy.

Jin Li's whole body is full of treasures, and the flesh and blood can be alchemized, or directly devoured, not to mention the divine bones in his body, as well as the most important inner pill.

Even if you can grab a little bit of torso, it's all hair.

Everyone in the city was excited, and they were ready to wait for the old golden dragon to die, and then go into the mountain to take advantage of the chaos to rob it.

"A golden corpse!"

Tang Hao sat there, took a sip of wine, and a few wisps of essence bloomed in his eyes.

He was also tempted, a corpse of the Three Tribulations Golden Beast was also a heavy treasure for him, Neidan could help him cultivate to a higher level, and his flesh and blood could greatly strengthen his divine bones, his physical body.

The other scales, the bones, he was all useful.

"Gotta get your hands on it!"

Tang Hao glanced towards the mountain, his eyes were hot, but then, his brows were frowning, this movement was very big, and it was bound to attract many strong people, not only in this mountain, but also other surrounding forces.

There will definitely be no fewer saints, and there will be terrible characters of three tribulations, or even four tribulations.

Perhaps, the old man may also come, after all, this is not very far from the territory of the old man.

"Do your best!" Tang Hao whispered.

Tang Hao didn't go back to the cave anymore, so he stayed in the city.

The atmosphere in the city is getting more and more boiling, and there are more and more people.

The news spread quickly, and countless people poured in from all directions and entered the city.

The people of the city looked into the depths every day, waiting, they were all waiting for the old golden calf to die, and only when it was dead did they dare to go over.

Every day, in the deep mountains, there is a mournful roar of the old golden man, which has been screaming for a long time, and it sounds extremely desolate.

"Even if this desolate bloodline is born with a long lifespan, it can't compete with the years after all, and it is inevitable that we will die! We cultivators are the same, sooner or later, the Holy Realm of the Four Tribulations will turn into a pinch of loess and disperse with the wind. ”

"Even if you reach the Four Tribulations, the longevity is boundless, so what, it's just that you just live a little longer, and you can't shine with the sun and the moon. ”

Some old-timers heard this roar and felt it.

Tang Hao listened to it, and he was also a little touched.

Compared to mortals, cultivators live a little longer, but Shouyuan will eventually come to an end, and sooner or later he will die.

He also followed the people in, looked at it from a distance, and saw the old golden calf.

The golden head was large, but it was already very old, and it was covered with a heavy twilight, and it lay motionless in the valley, except for a terrible roar from time to time.

"I'm dying! Half a month at most!"

Someone asserts.

After looking at it, Tang Hao came back and continued to wait.

As the days passed, more and more people rushed here, all kinds of realms, and their identities were also very mixed, and there were people of all religions and nine streams.

And the state of the old golden calf is getting worse day by day, and the death date is getting closer and closer.

(End of chapter)