The Old Gods Are Whispering

As soon as Jiang Yanxu said this, everyone including Bu Zhoushan's pseudo-ancestor was shocked, because after the last action, they had lost the secret weapon against that monster, which was Venerable Zhulong's singing.

Of course, Venerable Candle Dragon's singing voice cannot be downloaded and played at will like the records in the album. Materials that can carry that kind of spiritual power are quite rare in the universe. One of them was lost in the last hunting operation.

The skylark was originally cultivated by them, the ultimate weapon.

Now when they see each other again, their first reaction is fear.

Anything powerful and uncontrollable is terrifying.

The most important thing is that they knew what they had done to that monster-like woman. Fusion of the Candle Dragon's bone seemed to be a supreme gift, but in fact it was the cruelest torture in the world and the most dehumanizing experiment.

Because their first reaction was that the eldest lady has recovered her memory and is coming for revenge!

At this moment, they felt overwhelming murderous intent sweeping in like a tsunami, like the surging Styx in Buzhou Mountain, the lightning and thunder in the shattered sky, or the roaring and loud noise of the collapsing and broken pillars.

This is because the fear deep in their hearts exploded and they froze in place for a moment.

It seemed as if I could hear that coquettish voice echoing in my ears: "Ni Chen!"

Actually, they got one thing wrong.

That person is not Lark.

It was Gu Jianlin.

Gu Jianlin breathed regularly, exhaling the stale air in his chest. He had just experienced a high-intensity fight, but it looked like he was doing some aerobic exercise. Now he has gradually mastered the principles of the two supreme laws Usage, and can be adapted to different types of battlefields, whether it is humans or ancient gods, or something else.

At this moment, what he displayed seemed to be the realm of heaven and man. The majestic torrential rain fell from the sky, and the lightning flashed out.

The ancient knife was entwined with blazing thunder, and the hand holding the knife was bulging with blue veins.

Sure enough, his guess was right.

That overlapping time and space was indeed created by the corpse of the Scarlet King. This natural disaster has already evolved completely. Strictly speaking, he is no longer a pure human being, but has the authority of the ancient gods.

No wonder the young king was regarded as the ancient gods when he showed his strength for a long time.

Since it is the influence brought by the Youying law, it is easy to crack it.

He happens to be the possessor of the Law of Candlelight.

The time-space barrier of the old house can't restrain him, and the realm of heaven and man can forcibly break it.

It's just that when he rushed out of the barrier, he was startled.

Because he saw the pseudo-ancestors from Buzhou Mountain head-on, such a strange and gloomy black robe was too conspicuous.

Including Jiang Chuge and Jiang Ziye, who had met before, the brothers from the Jiang family also looked at him with horrified eyes, as if they saw some terrifying monster.

At the end is an old man as tall as a mountain. At the first glance, he can feel the chilling aura honed from the battlefield. He is obviously old, but his muscles are so violent.

It seemed that what he was holding should not be a knife, but a huge ax that opened mountains.

The appearance of this person is even seventy to eighty percent similar to the old ghost of the Jiang family.

Even without life perception, the approximate rank can be guessed only from the aura, which is definitely above the sanctuary level.

He was also taken aback, he didn't expect to bump into these guys head-on.

In fact, if it weren't for the important information to be taken out today, I'm afraid he would have gone there with a knife in his hand. Anyway, the death of the avatar would not affect the main body, just to test the strength of this group of people.

It's a pity that the task is the most important thing, so he restrained his warlike thoughts and disappeared in the same place in an instant.

Almost at the same time, the time and space of the mansion distorted, and the people in the courtyard disappeared without a trace.

Meeting each other on a narrow road, both parties were obviously taken aback.

The former is bluffed by admitting to the wrong person, while the latter is eager to bring out precious information and cannot love to fight.

Accompanied by the distortion of time and space, Jiang Yanxu walked out of the deep black hole and stepped onto an ancient terrace. At this moment, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and his hoarse voice was like iron stones scraping together: "Something is wrong." , if it is the eldest lady in the heyday, we are already dead!"

The pseudo-ancestors of Buzhou Mountain also realized that the woman was almost invincible before she ascended to immortality, she was undoubtedly at the level of natural disasters, and she also mastered two supreme laws, which can be described as an unprecedented freak.

The most important thing is that people's perception of her combat power was before she ascended to immortality.

With her personality, if they were really in their prime, none of them would survive.

After all, these pseudo-ancestors from Buzhou Mountain are just the experimental products of humans and ancient gods. They can indeed adapt to the rules of the real world, but their combat power has been compromised.

What's more, they are still a group of newborn ancestors, not ancient.

"Let me do it."

A black-robed man raised his head, revealing a bewitching and handsome face. His face was covered with cold dragon scales, red and hot like terrifying magic lines. He licked his lips and said, "The sixth patriarch is dead. Before the new oracle arrives, I will be responsible for recovering that freak, this is the supreme mission that the Lord has entrusted to me."

The current actual power holder of Buzhou Mountain is the ancestor of Canglong. After he single-handedly planned the operation against Lishan, he successfully mastered the technique of embedding flowers and trees, and created seven dragon servants with his own bones and blood.

The seven dragon servants are all false ancestors, they can move freely in the human world, and they are his representatives.

It is also the only seven, ancient ancestors.

In fact, the bodies of the seven pseudo-ancestors were selected from the Jiang family.

"Master Longshi, please be careful, we will activate the alchemy matrix in Shinjuku Gyoen to help you."

Neither Jiang Yanxu nor his two sons took the initiative to invite Ying. They were indeed trying to curry favor with the gods of Buzhou Mountain, but they couldn't stop everything, especially when it came to that weird woman.

The Seventh Patriarch turned around and stepped out, stepped into the deep space-time tunnel, and disappeared with the ripples of the void.

"Don't meddle in this kind of thing."

Jiang Yanxu said with a cold face: "Activate the alchemy field and forcibly distort the time and space of the outside world."

Jiang Chuge leaned over slightly, and said respectfully, "Understood, Father."

"That's the eldest lady, can distorted time and space really prevent her?"

Jiang Ziye asked with a smile: "With her strength, I can see Xuan."

With her hands behind her back, Jiang Yanxu sneered, "Of course she couldn't guard against it in her prime, but now...heh."

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When the Seventh Patriarch reappeared, he had already returned to the mansion.

The ancient ancestor sang softly, time and space rippled like water, the cherry blossoms scattered all over the ground floated up, and returned to the branches as if time had flown back, the golden rainstorm resurfaced in the darkness, even the standing in the rain Sen Ran's silhouette also condensed, his pupils were stern and terrifying.

If the clown is resurrected, it will be extremely horrifying to see this scene, because he thinks that after he has the lock of inexistence, he can come and go freely like a transparent person, and no one can track him.

Facts have proved that he is stupid, the lock of no existence is indeed very useful, but it is not unsolvable.

For the truly strong, it's just whether they are willing to go down and catch him in person.

Minions at the level of clowns, of course, must be used to sharpen young people, otherwise the next generation will never have a bright future.

For more tempting prey, the big shots are of course not stingy with ending in person.

The Seventh Patriarch used his miraculous skills to reproduce everything that happened in the domain. In fact, he just reversed the light in time and space, thus creating an illusion like going back to the past.

He can't interfere with the past, but he can follow the traces left by his prey.

There was a loud bang.

Just as the Seventh Patriarch was running after the figure in the darkness, Shinjuku Gyoen suddenly trembled, and the boundary of time and space was suddenly distorted. It is very dangerous for the ghost-slaying path to teleport away rashly in this situation.

A cold smile appeared on the lips of the Seventh Patriarch, as he walked across the green lawn and across the wide lake.

Running along the boardwalk, chasing after the figure in the darkness.

Gu Jianlin bent down and got into the dark jungle, stepped on the soil covered with cherry blossom petals, flashing at high speed like a ghost, and occasionally a branch scraped over his shoulder, making a rustling sound.

He heard the piercing sound from behind, which was as shrill as an arrow leaving the string.

At this time, he should use space jump to distance himself.

It's just that the main body got the news that the alchemy matrix of Shinjuku Gyoen has been activated, and the time and space have been distorted.

At this time, he hastily used the space jump, and it is very likely that he was standing still.

The effect is similar to touching the eye with one centimeter, and you will also be injured by backlash.

"Check the identity of the enemy."

Gu Jianlin asked expressionlessly, but in fact he didn't have much hope.

"The Dragon Attendant, the ancestor of the Canglong in Buzhou Mountain, ranks seventh, sanctuary level. This is an ancient false ancestor, about 20,000 years old, with a cold and perverse personality, cruel and violent. The predecessor of his body was six years ago. Jiang Mingyang, the genius seed of the Jiang family, is known as the Bloody Night Executioner, a veritable perverted murderer. The degree of fusion between the seventh ancestor and the body is 99%, and the human nature is almost completely wiped out, dominated by the ancient gods."

Wu Hao's immature voice echoed in the headphone of the main body: "Listen to me, get ready to jump!"

Gu Jianlin was taken aback for a moment, he didn't know how the shadows found out the identity of the enemy.

Now is not the time to think too much, he did not hesitate to use the space jump to disappear without a trace.

With a loud bang, the Seventh Patriarch rushed towards him like a gust of wind, cutting off his back with a single blow!

The ancient ancestor never expected that his sure-to-kill blow would fail.

The alchemy matrix in Shinjuku Gyoen suddenly stopped working at this moment, and time and space are no longer distorted!

The Seventh Patriarch's eyes were cold, but a sneer appeared on his lips again.

Because it is also the ghost-slaying path, he can also use space jump!

However, when he was about to flicker and chase, he landed a centimeter in front of him strangely.

The huge alchemy matrix vibrated loudly, and the distorted time and space forcibly repelled him, causing him to hold a mouthful of blood in his throat. If the body of the pseudo-ancestor was not strong enough, the organs and bones would probably be displaced!

One centimeter teleportation!

The Jiang family's alchemy matrix was manipulated by someone. Someone just forcibly stopped the array eye, and opened it again in an instant.

The timing was just right.

The Seventh Patriarch thought for a second before he got the answer. He lowered his head and took a seven-star ladybug from his robe. There was a strange light in the eyes of this weak insect.

Damn!

Someone unknowingly put a Gu worm for surveillance on him.

No matter who this person is, he will cut him into pieces!

The Seventh Patriarch looked up to the sky and roared angrily, chasing after him like a dragon.

Gu Jianlin had already escaped for a distance of one kilometer. He rushed along the clear lake like a mirror, and rushed up to the hillside covered with greenery. Under the moonlight was a quaint terrace. The six secret sentries of the Jiang family suddenly turned their heads.

"Alarm, enemy attack!"

As a secret whistle, it is naturally the overlord's approach. When their guns were raised, they had already heard the screams of a thousand birds, and the inexhaustible lightning strikes, cutting off the hard muzzles abruptly. .

With a bang, six alchemy guns exploded on the spot, and the foehn burned their cheeks.

Gu Jianlin jumped, and the majestic torrential rain mixed with the fiery thunder fell!

The path of the six overlords was pierced by the thunder, and the blazing flashes flickered in the darkness, as if their bones were reflected very clearly, the violent electric current paralyzed the body, and they convulsed like they had epilepsy.

"Group Nine, report your situation!"

There was intermittent sound from the intercom, and even the signal was jammed.

"The enemy is giving us... electrotherapy!"

The strongest Overlord managed to finish his sentence, and then passed out with his companion.

This is the dominance of the realm of celestial beings. Even if you don't use the evolutionary posture, as long as you have the breath of the ancient gods in your body, it can still cause fundamental damage. Especially when it is used in conjunction with the Thunder of the Gods, the power of the Thunderbolt is like a punishment from the sky, and it can easily kill the enemy in seconds.

This is the ancient forbidden curse practiced by the President.

Without a doubt, this is the most powerful forbidden spell in the world.

The realm of heaven and man is a perfect match with it.

Amidst the high-pitched dragon chant, the Seventh Patriarch charged again. He was carrying an ancient ghost-slaying knife. The edge of the blade had a strange blood color, like countless souls entwined, exuding a cold aura.

In front of Gu Jianlin was the wide cherry blossom avenue. His speed was obviously not as good as the enemy's. If he continued to walk in a straight line, it would be a matter of time before he was overtaken. Therefore, he turned around suddenly and threw the ancient knife backhanded.

In the shrill sound of piercing through the air, the ancient knife wrapped in a violent arc pierced the night like lightning.

For the ultra-dimensional class, it is indeed terrifying.

It's a pity that for the sanctuary level, it's nothing at all.

The Seventh Patriarch sneered: "It turns out that you have become so weak, Lord Skylark."

As an ancient ancestor, of course he could feel the breath of the candle lighting the law.

That's why he won't take it head-on, he just needs to dodge with ghostly speed.

He's ready for a primal comeback, trying to take down this freak in one hit.

Take advantage of her illness and kill her!

There was a click.

The sound of pulling the trigger sounded in the darkness!

The space-time matrix of Shinjuku Gyoen unexpectedly stopped functioning again at this moment. A sniper pulled the trigger in the far distance. It was a virtual dog cannon like an iron cannon firing, containing terrifying light and heat!

With a bang, the artillery fire exploded, and the thunderous gunshots finally rolled away.

A red-hot mushroom cloud shot up into the sky, and the Seventh Patriarch jumped out of the smoke. His robe was burnt and riddled with holes, and his hood had been torn by the wind. He looked a bit embarrassed.

That handsome face was full of ferocity and hatred.

At the critical moment, an ominous premonition arose in his heart.

He dodged the virtual dog cannon.

But what about the knife!

The shrill sound of piercing the air whistled past my ears, accompanied by the howling sound of hundreds of millions of souls in hell!

Soul Blade Cry!

The Seventh Patriarch's spirituality was disturbed, and he couldn't dodge in time at the first moment. In such a moment of loss of consciousness, the ancient knife wrapped around Thunder had cut his cheek!

It was clearly just a thin bloodstain, but the wound was filled with a formidable golden color.

The Seventh Patriarch roared furiously, as if shrouded by the scorching sun, the breath of the ancient god evaporated wildly.

Including his genes are being destroyed!

The sound of dragon chant runs through the night, the void shatters like a mirror, and the earth is cracked inch by inch.

Gu Jianlin felt the violent power, turned around and ran away without hesitation.

"No. 1 will help you cover the whole process, but there are only ten bullets, otherwise the position will be exposed."

Wu Hao continued: "You must find a way to escape from the barrier!"

"Time for ten bullets?"

Gu Jianlin narrowed his eyes, because the virtual dog cannon just now proved that its owner is an overlord.

The overlord of the sixth rank.

The mysterious One finally revealed some information.

The person who controls the alchemy matrix is ​​undoubtedly Wu Hao.

No. 3 didn't know what role he played in it, and he revealed the identity of the Seventh Patriarch in all likelihood.

interesting.

Gu Jianlin didn't think much, he jumped onto the high platform of the gazebo, and rushed towards the gate like a falcon.

"Master Skylark, immediately give up resistance and follow me back to Mount Buzhou. There is an old saying in human beings, a tiger falls in the flat sun and is bullied by dogs, and a dragon swims in shallow water and is attacked by shrimps. You are not my opponent now, and you can't beat me. Great Canglong The ancestors endowed you with such a powerful power, and with your human body, it is impossible for you to control it."

The Seventh Patriarch roared up to the sky, and made a strange seal with his hands. In the darkness, there seemed to be a majestic ancient dragon entwining him. A pair of majestic and terrifying vertical pupils opened, burning with fiery killing intent.

The dragon's chant sounded like the roar of an ancient bell.

The strong wind blows, sand and rocks fly, and the void trembles violently.

Gu Jianlin walked across the cherry blossom road, the main gate of Shinjuku Gyoen was in front of him, and he could see the brightly lit Shinjuku.

The roaring sound of an ancient bell rang out from behind, as if echoing out of the sky.

"Rebellious children never end well, we gave you such a great life."

The seventh patriarch paused: "You should be grateful to us and not resist us."

The roar of the sniper rifle sounded again.

The terrifying virtual dog cannons bombarded one after another, but they were blocked by the ancient dragon entrenched in the darkness.

The Seventh Patriarch opened his hands, his ragged robe trembled wildly, revealing his jade-like body.

"I'll give you one last chance."

He closed his eyes and whispered, "Master Skylark, give up resistance."

The majestic sense of oppression, the majestic coercion, and the violent breath.

This is the true strength of an ancient false ancestor.

For some reason, Gu Jianlin inexplicably wanted to turn around and say, "She fell asleep."

boom.

The Seventh Patriarch roared loudly, he finally got serious!

The original is back!

The austere ancient dragon in the darkness soared into the sky and fell down like a burning meteorite. It rubbed against the atmosphere at an unimaginable speed, and scorching steam spewed out from the opening and closing of the hard dragon scales.

The sound of the dragon's chant is like thunder, and the ancient divine language is about to be liberated!

The seventh patriarch forcibly endured the destruction of the body by the law of candlelight, and performed the original regression.

Amidst the roar, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded.

"Rebel!"

The Seventh Patriarch only felt that voice echoing in his ears, as if punished by heaven!

Awakened the deepest fear in his heart.

Gu Jianlin raised his bewitching vertical pupils, and the corners of his eyes were blush as thick as blood, and noble and ferocious dragon horns grew on the top of his head again, fine dragon scales spread out on his cheeks, and his black hair fluttered.

The blood-colored monster mask was condensed, and the world seemed to be swaying with hundreds of millions of mandala flowers.

Relying on the impression in his memory, he spun gently.

The black hair was swaying, and the misty body seemed to be swaying too.

Demon Soul Dance!

The ancient realm spread, and the world was as silent as the beginning of chaos.

Ancient divine language, liberation!

That is the ancient divine language of Venerable Candle Dragon!

"My lord?"

The Seventh Patriarch was terrified.

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bang.

Gu Jianlin pressed his back against the door of the changing room of the shopping mall, and locked himself inside with his backhand. Above his head was a pitch-black slender horn that burst out of his body, and there seemed to be a huge thunder of destruction hovering in his strict golden pupils.

There was a sound of fragmentation from his body, and fine blood beads oozed from his skin.

Thousands of bloodstains emerged, like porcelain about to shatter.

"Skylark, come out...give me blood."

Suppressing the pain, he whispered, "I want dragon marrow liquid."

This is the price to be paid for forcibly deifying the ancients, and it is also one of his few weaknesses.

That is, the main body and the avatar must perform the ancient deification at the same frequency, and bear the price at the same time.

In an instant, Skylark emerged from his body like a wisp of green smoke, and his magnificent silhouette was fleeting.

"What did you do?"

Skylark glared at him coldly, and supported his crumbling body.

It's hot.

After the ancient deification, the body's high temperature was like a meteorite, and the majestic coercion was only something she could bear.

If it were any other woman, I'm afraid her legs would be weak from fright.

Unexpectedly, Gu Jianlin's next words made her stunned on the spot.

"I found out about your life experience."

Gu Jianlin's voice sounded like the roar of swords, and there was no emotion in the golden pupil: "I imitated Venerable Candle Dragon's demon soul dance to scare that guy, and the precious information will be in our hands soon."

He snorted and almost fell into her arms.

Skylark hugged him subconsciously, feeling the broken roar in his body, the backlash from the rules of the real world.

The severe pain that shattered her body seemed to be transmitted to her body.

After a while of silence, she pulled off her collar expressionlessly, revealing her snow-white round shoulders, and the black shoulder straps hanging on her shoulders. There were faint blue veins under her fair skin, which was extremely alluring.

"Bite."

Skylark said in a low voice: "You little unicorn has teeth too?"

Gu Jianlin's devil-like face was lifted up, and the fierce golden pupils reflected her beautiful face.

The sound of teeth piercing the skin sounded.

Skylark snorted softly.

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