The Old Gods Are Whispering

The Deep Blue was galloping in the boundless snowstorm. The technical staff who were supposed to work overtime in the middle of the night, as well as the Omegas who were preparing for the battle in the training room, felt the majestic coercion descending from the sky, and they were in turmoil.

Many people's legs went limp, and they knelt down on the spot, sweating profusely.

"Asshole!"

In the conference room filled with sandalwood, the huge log desk was shattered by a slap and collapsed.

Taihua stood up suddenly, his breathing changed into a state of no distance, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Only the strong wind blew away the forehead hair of the high-level people.

Bai Feng's eyes were about to explode, and the documents in front of him fluttered and fell like butterflies. It was clear that he was also at the Sanctuary level of the Sword Sect Path, but he could feel the chilling sword intent, almost tearing him apart.

"What just happened?"

Ye Dao Sheng's eyes were shocked, and he said in a low voice: "This is the first time I have seen the president lose his composure."

The slightly lower-ranked Xuanyin saints didn't even dare to speak at all, and were terrified.

The night watchmen headed by Han Jing also looked at each other in blank dismay, not daring to ask more questions.

Only Lin Dong, who is a demigod-level sublimator, vaguely noticed something, because the president's spiritual thoughts had left the floating ship for a short time and were sent to a place thousands of miles away.

This is the last pre-battle meeting held by the president. It is necessary to discuss and determine the details of the strategy team's upcoming expedition to the Dragon's Nest to fight against the ancestor of Kuilong. As a demigod, he actually still has no command power and must be unconditional. Follow the arrangement, even follow the transfer order at any time during wartime.

Because as long as the president is still alive, she will always be the one who really calls the shots and will not be handed over to others.

It's not that she looks down on the two vice presidents she trained.

Old people are equal and look down on everyone.

"call."

He picked up the teacup and took a sip, his eyes became deep.

I don't know what happened to make the president so groggy.

Even the meeting to crusade against the ancestor of Kuilong was ignored.

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In Gu Jianlin's lounge, the parrot was eating bird food with its head down, when suddenly it saw a golden light blowing towards its face!

It made the bird tremble in fright, and several hairs fell out.

Naturally, Taihua would not pay attention to a stupid bird, and suddenly walked over to the boy's bed with serious eyes.

Gu Jianlin lay obediently on the bed, obviously in a deep sleep state, but the child's sleeping posture was very obedient, curled up like a shrimp, with the quilt covering his body like a shroud.

This sleeping position is usually the favorite of insecure children.

Even when he was asleep, he was still clutching the knife bag tightly in his hand.

"You."

Taihua raised his hand to touch the young man's forehead, sighed quietly, and said softly: "Looking at the past and present, the one who provoked three ancient supreme beings at the same time, except for Xu Fu, that unlucky ghost, is the only one you have."

The 400-year-old president standing on the top of the world had a flash of guilt in his eyes, and murmured: "According to the prophecy, after Tang Zijing and Gu Ci'an fail, someone will naturally go to Penglai Xiandao to solve everything." I didn't believe it at first, and I was even ready to take action myself, who would have thought that that person would be you?"

Naturally, Gu Jianlin couldn't hear these words.

In fact, even if he didn't hear it, he could figure out what was going on.

Both Gu Ci'an and Tang Zijing were arranged by the president to enter the Qilin Immortal Palace.

After all, without the permission of the president, it is obviously impossible for them to leverage the power of the wedge of heaven and man.

Therefore, the person who first saw the potential crisis of Penglai Xiandao was the president.

However, if Taihua had to choose again, she would do it herself.

Even if you pay a life-saving price for it.

Gu Jianlin's breathing was long, matching the rhythm of the world, and golden blood vessels could be seen under his fair skin.

That is the breathing rate of the celestial beings.

It's just that he didn't know what he dreamed of in the dream, he frowned and trembled all over.

It was like a nightmare.

"It is both a celestial being and an evolutionary."

Taihua stretched out his hand to smooth his forehead, and said in a low voice, "Lei Ting almost gave his life to walk the road, but you have already finished it. You child, how did you do it?"

As the pinnacle of the world, she certainly knew that there was a problem.

She even guessed how he did it.

Perhaps, Qing also already knew.

Otherwise, even if there are not many talented priests, Qing would not go to Fengcheng to find this child on purpose.

Even if it is Gu Ci'an's son, his talent and strength can only be said to be quite outstanding, that's all.

It's not enough for a natural disaster to take it so seriously.

Who is the King of Blue, she, as a teacher, knows very well.

The grand vision of the Green King is to transcend the past, present and future, to become the apex of the two worlds, to explore the mysteries of the universe, the origin of all things, and all causes and effects, which are endless and never-ending.

In a sense, Qing is the most ambitious person in the world, even Chi is not as good.

What kind of secrets will the students chosen by such people hide?

unimaginable.

As the president of the ether association and the guardian of the world of order, what she should do most is to kill the child immediately, without even needing to verify her conjecture, as long as there is even the slightest suspicion, then kill it.

No matter what the Blue King is planning, it will be of no avail.

The bets placed by the ancient supreme beings will also be empty.

If it were her a hundred years ago, there would be no need for any hesitation at all, the child would already be a corpse.

It's just that she can't do it now.

Perhaps it is because of the potential of this young man that he can really become an unprecedented pillar in the human world.

Or maybe he can influence the game of the Supremes in the chess game of the doomsday in the future.

Or, it was his outstanding contribution to the human world that made her love talents.

Well, none of that matters.

Taihua felt that he might be old and become kind.

"If you die, no matter what the cost, I want the Suzaku clan to be buried with you."

She said softly, "Including the Priory."

The wind and snow were howling outside the window, and the chill came in through the porthole, but it couldn't get close to the boy.

Taihua hummed an old country folk song softly.

It was the time of war many years ago. She sang the song when she put her eldest daughter to sleep. At that time, she had to come back to see her child every time before going to the battlefield, because she felt that she might fall at any time, so she didn’t look any further. If you take a few glances, you may not have a chance in the future, so cherish your present.

Before she knew it, more than three hundred years had passed, and her eldest daughter had already been killed by her own hands.

She never sang the song again.

Except tonight.

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Along with the roar of thunder, a drop of rain fell on the collapsed hood of the car.

When Gu Jianlin opened his eyes again, the highway was covered with dense raindrops on the dry asphalt, and the smell of earth came to his face along with the damp wind, and the willow trees on both sides of the road swayed with the wind.

There are burning flames before the eyes, and the never-ending storm roars, lightning and thunder.

He was in the co-pilot, with blood all over his head, and the shriveled front of the car in front of him.

The huge truck was engulfed in flames, and there was no one in the already shattered cab, only the traces of the burn remained, and the leather seats were riddled with holes, as if some monster was sitting there before.

came back.

This time it is really back.

This was the biggest nightmare in Gu Jianlin's heart, and it was also the first time he came into contact with the extraordinary. This seventeen-year-old boy broke into the world of the ancient gods and ascendants, and has held a sword ever since.

It’s just that for some reason, he lost all his power on this highway, like a weak ordinary person, he can no longer feel the power in his body, including the mythical weapon.

It's clearly the Suzaku clan's power to turn him into the helpless teenager in that car accident.

Even so, he pulled off his seat belt and kicked at the shriveled car door.

There was a bang, but no kick.

Gritting his teeth, he raised his foot and kicked desperately again, like a crazy lunatic.

Finally, the car door was kicked open, and he walked out of the car with his bleeding head on his head, breathing heavily.

Bathed in the torrential rain, look around.

There is no ghost car ancestor, and Lao Gu can't be seen.

The expressway could not be seen at a glance, and it was filled with thick fog. He seemed to be trapped here to death.

Indistinctly, a huge black shadow emerged above the sky, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

The old voice, with a bitter and cheerful smile, said with a hoarse smile: "No matter who bets on you, you will definitely die today. This is the authority of Venerable Suzaku, reincarnation! After countless nirvana, the great The Supreme has been reborn again, and you will be buried here, swallowed by Him."

This is Xu Fu's voice.

Just in an instant, his voice became so urgent again, and he said: "The Venerable Suzaku has left authority through my medium, and the purpose is to erase a pillar of the human world! You are only a mere fourth-order, and you should not have been in the first place." Yes, why is this? There should be some big secret about you."

This legendary alchemist seems to have lost his mind.

Half of the personality is controlled by the ancient supreme, which is weird and venomous.

The other half is for the sake of human beings, anxious and helpless.

Gu Jianlin smiled in relief.

I originally thought that I would not face this curse until I was forty years old.

Unexpectedly, fate finally made him come here ahead of schedule.

Ever since he became an Ascendant, everything he has done is to improve his strength, in order to return to this highway again one day, and then cut off this damn fate, including the Suzaku clan behind him.

When the ancestor of the ghost car came, kill the ancestor of the ghost car.

Venerable Suzaku is here, then kill Venerable Suzaku.

Gods block and kill gods, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas.

There are only a few things in Gu Jianlin's world, and there is no room for others to offend them.

It's a pity that he didn't expect that fate would play a big joke on him. When he came here, he was still the weak young man back then, without any strength, even unarmed.

He held his forehead and suddenly forgot a lot of things.

He didn't remember what power he had once mastered, and he also forgot what his inheritance path was.

Since entering the extraordinary world, all memories are fading.

Xu Fu sneered in a bitter and hoarse voice: "In the world of reincarnation and Nirvana, it will naturally turn you into the weakest state. You will not remember anything. All you have is despair and fear."

He paused, changed his tone again, and said eagerly: "Don't forget, you'll remember it soon! If you really can't remember it, it's all over! What should I do, there is no flaw, it is invulnerable, how can I remind you? Right? By the way, you are not the only one here! There are others who can save you! Hold on and wait for me!"

Gu Jianlin didn't know what the old man was talking about, and even forgot who he was.

Get someone to come and save him.

Who can save him.

He knew that he was in a very dangerous place, so he didn't want others to die.

The headache is splitting, and the past has become a blank.

There was some terrifying shadow looming above the sky, looking down at him.

Gu Jianlin vaguely thought that it was that thing that killed his father.

So he took a deep breath, dismissed the fear in his mind, and raised his head.

boom!

Just for a moment, his brain was like being hit with a hammer, almost smashed to pieces.

Standing above the sky is a graceful and noble deity, like a creature walking out of ancient mythology, with wings covering the sky and burning with a blazing fire, and his terrifying silhouette illuminated by lightning and thunder.

This is... God!

Suzaku!

A majestic pressure descended from the sky, Gu Jianlin let out a muffled snort, and almost fell to his knees.

His shoulder was suddenly bloody and his bones were dislocated.

"Even if you forget it, hasn't your own power disappeared?"

Xu Fu's devilish laughter sounded again: "It's interesting, but how long can you hold on? This is the authority exerted by me as the medium, and the competition is about you and my personality. I have seen Venerable Suzaku before, so in the world of reincarnation and nirvana , you will be able to summon the power that belongs to him, and it will easily crush you."

"If you are at the sanctuary level now, you will be able to recall who you are, but unfortunately you are not. All you can do now is persist. If your spiritual will collapses, then you will be completely swallowed!"

He sighed: "Persist for a while, hold on for a while! I can feel the potential in your body, as long as you hold on for a while, a flaw will remind you of everything! That person is on his way!"

boom!

Gu Jianlin felt the tremendous pressure again, and there was a scarlet halo in front of his vision. He knew that his eyes were bloodshot, because the cervical spine was almost crushed, and he was in so much pain.

He just saw a terrifying vision, a huge truck roaring and attacking.

The weird figure in the driver's seat was smiling at him.

When the truck slammed into him, he felt his bones shatter.

Organs are also displaced and bleeding.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, staggered back a few steps, but still held his head up.

It seems to want to see the face of the god clearly.

In an instant, another huge coercion descended, and the world-burning flame ignited.

His eyes were burned into terrifying black holes, and he staggered back a few steps.

Nothing can be seen.

There was thunder in the ear, the eardrum was almost shattered, and the ear was full of broken noises.

It's strange, who is that old man.

Remind him later.

After a while he cursed again.

It is said that someone will come to rescue him, who will it be, just don't come.

In fact, Gu Jianlin was not afraid of death, he just didn't want to die without knowing why.

I don't want to die with regrets either.

It would be great if he could take the enemy with him before he died.

Boom!

His left leg was suddenly in severe pain and his knee was shattered.

Almost fell.

For some reason, he just felt like he couldn't fall down.

If he fell, all his self-esteem and pride would collapse together.

The whole life is beyond redemption.

Even if you are blind, you can still feel the bird's-eye view from the sky.

That look, as if looking at an ant.

Gu Jianlin really hated that look, so he forced himself to stand up again.

With his spine on the verge of breaking, he raised his head forcefully, raised a middle finger, and provoked the gods above him.

For a moment, he felt the terrifying thunder again.

The raised middle finger twisted and broke on the spot.

Including the heart was oppressed, as if being clenched by invisible big hands, almost crushed to burst.

His memory faded again, and he even forgot why he appeared here.

However, at this moment, he suddenly heard someone calling him in the wind and rain.

Someone tried to run towards him, through the endless storm.

That voice is so familiar, it seems that it has appeared in dreams countless times, and it haunts my dreams.

Gu Jianlin felt the sound of footsteps in the wind and rain. Someone broke through the storm and ran towards him desperately.

It's strange, who is it?

He is proficient in profiling, and there seems to be unprecedented anxiety and concern in that call, as well as hoarseness, even the determination to ignore life and death, and the strong emotions that have been suppressed in his heart for many years.

He didn't know who that person was.

I don't even know that I am so important in another person's heart.

He started to run unconsciously, even though it was difficult to breathe, his heart hurt like a knife, and his bones were broken.

With only one leg, he was going to find that person too.

It seems that there will be such a person in this world, when he is most desperate and painful, she will come to him regardless of anything, and hold him tightly in her arms, just like so many years in the past.

A girl rushed out of the endless storm.

Su Youzhu ran in the wind and rain, her short platinum hair fluttered in the wind, and the skirt of her nightgown fluttered. She didn't know how she got here, but an old man vaguely sent her here.

It looks like her boy is going to die here, so she runs desperately on the endless highway.

The gods above the sky cast down a majestic coercion, her memory also became blurred, and her petite body was also on the verge of limit, but the fine blood beads deep in the plain white skin were still as light and agile as an elf.

Thunder rolls.

Gu Jianlin was shaken by the majestic pressure and was on the verge of death. He had really reached his limit. He was just a seventeen-year-old high school student. His most outstanding physical ability was to serve as a striker in football games.

Now his bones are broken and his organs are on the verge of weakening.

As a human being, I have reached my limit.

Just when he was on the verge of falling, he heard a familiar voice calling.

The girl said, "Gu Jianlin."

When Gu Jianlin heard this name, he staggered and was about to fall.

However, the memory suddenly became loose, and someone stood in front of him and gave him a hand.

It was a handsome man with a cigarette in his mouth, looking at him proudly.

The woman in a suit and skirt stood beside him, smiling silently.

The pretty and lovely Loli raised her chin and looked at him.

Gu Jianlin subconsciously nodded to them and continued walking forward.

Ahead seemed to be no longer a highway, but an empty football field, with a smiling fat man and a pretty shy girl cheering him on, and someone handed him a bottle of mineral water.

After rushing out of the basketball court, he saw the dilapidated and quiet Heiyun Fortress, and a little girl was showing him the way.

The gray-haired old man smiled and kicked the door open for him, and the light came over his face.

Gu Jianlin gasped for breath, but there was an endless night in front of him.

A charming female doctor, a reckless man with five big and three rough.

A man in a suit and leather shoes stood in front of him, holding a bloody heart in his hand.

The old man in the wheelchair looked at him with a smile, and patted his back with his vigorous palm, telling him to rush forward.

In the end was a majestic and indifferent woman who helped him disperse the wind and rain with a light wave of her hand.

Vaguely, the sound of wind and rain disappeared.

The white-haired girl stood silently by the side of the road and gave him a gentle push.

Gu Jianlin stepped forward and smelled the familiar fragrance of cold body.

The torrential rain was torrential, but Su Youzhu finally hugged the young man. The obliterated past came like a tide. She hugged him like this on the devastated highway half a year ago.

Gu Jianlin also remembered, the familiar warmth, the deja vu body fragrance.

And the voice of calling echoed in my ears.

His scorched eyes grew back, his broken bones were reshaped, his weakened organs revived, and his cold and hypothermic body became scorching hot again, evaporating the rainwater on his body.

"Youzhu..."

Even though he lost his memory, the fiery emotion buried deep in his heart never changed.

They finally hugged each other, laughing at the incompetence of the gods.

In the endless wind and rain, Xu Fu stared at them through the rain curtain, his left eye was chaotic and strange, and his right eye was gentle and kind.

"I didn't expect it to remind him, damn it!"

He cursed loudly, then smiled gently: "It's good to think about it, it's good to think about it!"

Heaven is furious!

The world of reincarnation and nirvana guided by Xu Fu as the medium trembled loudly.

Su Youzhu didn't look up at the sky, but just hugged the boy in her arms tightly and smiled silently.

Gu Jianlin lay in her arms, staring at her ice-like face, and said in a low voice, "You Zhu."

Su Youzhu said softly, "Huh?"

Gu Jianlin also said softly, "You are so pretty."

He remembered, a flood of memories flooding back to his mind.

Even in this horrible and desperate situation, as long as I can see her face, I feel that everything is not so bad.

The dark clouds in the sky were completely burned, and the scarlet birds sang loudly. The terrifying punishment of heaven gathered on the dome.

Su Youzhu suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, her pretty face turned pale.

Even if Gu Jianlin regained his strength, he still couldn't compete with the mighty power of a supreme being, but feeling that coercion from a height of thousands of meters almost brought his soul to the brink of being exploded!

So much so that the spirituality is disordered, and there is no way to fight against it.

Boom!

The phantom of Suzaku descended from the sky, as if it wanted to smash the whole world into pieces!

"This is the world of samsara and nirvana, and the so-called reflection of fate comes from this. I have seen the deity of Venerable Suzaku before, so I can show such a powerful reflection. Even if you remember who you are, if you can't defeat him If you don’t, it’s still a dead end. Think about it, why does He want to kill you!”

At this moment, Xu Fu let out an old voice, and he seemed to have overcome his demons, his eyes regained unprecedented clarity: "This is your only chance! You must seize it!"

In the world of samsara and nirvana, the reflection of the past Venerable Suzaku was summoned.

The power of an ancient supreme, looking down on the world!

When the great shadow fell, the world fell into a desperate silence.

Su Youzhu finally looked at the young man, there was no fear in her eyes, nor was she cold and indifferent.

There is tenderness in Yingying's eyes.

She didn't know what would happen if she died here.

Will the death in the illusion cause the clone to die?

Will the death of the avatar be fed back to the main body?

None of that matters.

For her, the most regrettable thing was that she was not by his side when the boy had a car accident.

It is enough to fill regrets in this way now.

Gu Jianlin held her hand, feeling her softness silently.

Suddenly, he figured something out and looked up at the sky.

yes.

Suzaku, why did you kill him?

For a moment, Gu Jianlin's left eye was blazing golden, and his right eye was filled with a strange blood.

He raised his hand and reached out to the endless storm.

Gently hooked his fingers.

The world exploded with an earth-shattering sound.

Because he used the characteristics of the reincarnation and nirvana world, he also summoned the reflection that was left in the past.

As if the gate of the Kingdom of God was opened, the black Supreme roared through the dark clouds. His body was so huge, as if it was the darkness itself. Half of his body was decayed and dry, and the other half was covered with hideous and terrifying blood vessels. The perfect combination of vitality and death , the blazing golden pupils shone through the endless storm!

——The reflection of fate, Venerable Qilin!

Accompanied by the sound of dragon chant piercing the sky, the sky seemed to turn into a monstrous river of Styx, and a bloody storm swept across the whole world. The dark red ancient dragon soared into the sky, time and space were shattered, and blood-red datura flowers bloomed in the world!

——The reflection of fate, Venerable Candle Dragon!

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Yesterday, my left hand suddenly hurt so much that I couldn’t lift it up, so I was forced to write with one hand, so that the efficiency plummeted. I just finished writing now, sorry.