The Old Gods Are Whispering

In the wild sand all over the sky, the Seventh Patriarch's saber is like a thunder piercing the sky. When he slashes out, even the sand is broken. Groan.

It's a pity that such a sharp knife has come to a standstill, just like the stagnation of a waterfall even for a moment, it is enough for people to pass through this short gap without any injuries.

Tang Ling moved sideways sharply, and the saber air whizzed past her forehead hair, cutting off a strand of hair.

She held the Great Thunder Sword in both hands, her sunglasses and scarf were blown away by the wind, her plain face was expressionless.

"Even if my saber stagnates, logically speaking, you should be dead. It seems that, as they said, the Bai Ze clan really created the monster they expected. That person is you, right?" the Seventh Patriarch looked at It was gloomy and cold, but what he focused on was the wind and sand behind the girl. For some reason, he felt vigilant.

"Are you the successor of order?"

He is an ancient god with high wisdom, and he is an ancient ancestor. He has experienced countless reincarnations of life and death, and he has seen all the big scenes that destroy the world, but he has become cautious at this moment.

Because he knew that the girl in front of him was an unprecedented life.

Not only that, he could feel that something in the wind and sand was approaching at an alarming speed!

"If you understand it that way, it's okay."

Tang Ling waved her sword to drive away the wind and sand, and responded indifferently.

"Taihua is your teacher, right? I met that little girl in Buzhou Mountain three hundred years ago. She was a bit like you when she was young, but she seems not as strong as you. She almost died by our hands." It is the heart-attack technique of the seventh ancestor. As a high-level civilization from the deep space of the universe, especially after living on the earth for a long time, he has mastered the skill of controlling people's hearts skillfully. His language is very provocative and can even bewitch people's hearts.

He has even played many roles in history, instigating wars and harvesting lives all over the world.

The ancient gods are a natural deterrent to humans.

This kind of deterrence is not just combat power, but more of the sense of historical oppression.

Because the enemy you face has survived for an unbelievably long time, and even the ancestors you admire have defeated his subordinates, that kind of strong psychological gap will create emptiness.

The Seventh Patriarch will use various means to defeat the enemy, which is also the most dangerous feature of the ancient gods.

It's a pity that Tang Ling is not the kind of person who would be afraid. Suddenly, a parrot's head protruded from her backpack and shouted, "What's your name? Are you capable of repeating this sentence in front of her?"

She has kept this annoying parrot with her since her return from the Sea of ​​Immortality.

At that time, she thought he was dead, and taking in this unwanted parrot was just a thought.

Taunt works again.

Because the Seventh Patriarch tilted his head slightly, his crimson vertical pupils were filled with a strong smell of blood.

Like a stare from hell.

"The president said that failure is not terrible, as long as you can win it back."

Tang Ling raised her stern eyes and said coldly: "You are the Dragon Attendant from Buzhou Mountain, so the person you serve is the ancestor of Canglong. The attack on Tianyan Pavilion back then was planned by you alone."

A smile appeared on the jade-like face of the Seventh Patriarch, and he responded, "If we hadn't planned that attack, I'm afraid it wouldn't be your turn to be born. Let me see your skills?"

Jiang Ziye raised his hand to signal that the Twilight Candidates were hiding in the howling wind and sand, only a pair of cold pupils were burning. They gathered together and roared, releasing terrifying energy, like a group of demons dancing wildly.

"I'm sorry, although I really want to watch my cousin fight with you, but the order we got is to kill you. Grandfather does not allow anyone to covet the secrets in the God Market, especially your identity is too sensitive."

With one order, the murderous intent is on the verge of breaking out.

The overlords fired first, and the roaring gunshots rang out. The violent shooting was like a violent storm, bombarding the rough and wild swords, splashing dense sparks, but they couldn't hurt the girl in the slightest.

Tang Ling used her sword as a shield, and countless strands of electric light spread out, condensing around her into a fiery electromagnetic field. She stood in the fiery electric light, and the sand and dust were magnetized and floated beside her.

The bullets couldn't get close to her, even if it cast the arrow of destruction.

Her breathing changed, and the realm of the Infinite Realm suddenly expanded, blending into the wind and sand like an afterimage that disappeared in the wind, and the Great Thunder Sword burst out with a blazing thunder light, it was red lightning!

Inadvertently, the girl has displayed an evolutionary posture, her red hair is fluttering like flames, with snow-white horns growing on her head, she is as elegant and dignified as an elk in the snowy forest, and her crimson eyes are full of indifference.

There were even illusory wings growing from behind her, blowing a raging gust of wind.

The Overlord Pathway crazily unleashed their firepower, but they couldn't withstand the girl's lonely charge. They saw her rushing towards her like a ray of blazing lightning, and the iron sword wrapped in thunder light slashed down, like a terrifying punishment from heaven.

The virtual dog cannons were still condensing, and a blazing sword light swept over, cutting them off at the waist!

The celestial masters gathered a violent turbulent flow of elements, but they were defeated by the lightning that fell from the sky. The terrifying explosion overwhelmed them, and a huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky, even the wind and sand were disturbed.

In the face of absolute strength, the difference in numbers has no advantage.

In the blood gushing like a waterfall, Tang Ling devoured the breath of the ancient god greedily. Her enemies were forcibly deprived of their evolutionary posture, so they were defeated so easily.

Like a ghost crying, the sound of the knife suddenly sounded.

Tang Ling's spirituality became disordered, as if her soul was trembling.

The lightning around her flickered.

At the critical moment, Jiang Ziye rushed in like a ghost, and the blade easily tore through the wind and sand. His slash was like falling leaves in autumn, with a dazzling beauty, time and space were cut into pieces.

Even if she used No Distance, Tang Ling still couldn't keep up with such a fast speed. She could only forcibly retreat with her disordered spirit, dodging the elusive blade, and even a bloodstain was cut on her left shoulder.

"Stop struggling, die here."

Jiang Ziye flashed at a high speed, and her slashing like a storm caused her to retreat steadily, leaving countless mournful cracks in the void along the way, and the deep gaps revealed the original darkness of the universe.

"Wait until that great existence wakes up, and you will also die."

In an instant, he flashed behind her and struck her back with a knife!

"That great existence is Chi, right? The legendary king didn't die completely, he is waiting to be resurrected. As far as I know, it is better for the Red King to die in a coffin. Reviving that kind of person is not good for you Is it really beneficial?" Tang Ling turned around suddenly, and she threw the Great Thunder Sword into the air, and two scarlet lightning swords formed in her hands, blocking the knife that hit the heart at the very moment!

The thunderbolt sword was cut off suddenly, and she took advantage of this opportunity to retreat to avoid being chased by the victory.

"He'll just eat you up too."

Two thunder and lightning swords condensed in her palm again, and she has already used the forbidden spell of the thunder of the gods of the gods skillfully.

In the face of a slash that ignores defense, you have to use this kind of weapon made with extraordinary ability.

"The information is indeed leaked, so what can we do?"

Jiang Ziye said quietly: "You don't understand at all, we have no way out. The red king's body is not just in the coffin, it will be fine, he will produce creepy mutations, just like the ancient gods polluted humans Like a mutant. Even in the state of death, he is still growing!"

As the thunder and lightning swords were cut off, the fragmented void was on the verge of collapse.

Even if he is gradually deprived of the breath of the ancient god, Jiang Ziye can still maintain his evolutionary posture. His offensive is extremely oppressive, and the angles of his slashes are extremely tricky, like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity.

If you are not careful, you will be killed on the spot!

"At that time, even if the king is not resurrected, his corpse will explode with terrifying power."

Jiang Ziye slashed: "When the time comes, we'll all have to finish playing!"

With a click, the shield formed by the thunder and lightning was chopped into pieces.

Tang Ling squinted her beautiful eyes. This was information she didn't even know, but unfortunately it didn't make her give up the fight.

The best way to deal with the ghost-slaying path is by no means close combat, but a large-scale group attack!

Tang Ling's eyes lit up with scorching lightning, and she raised her hands to recall the Great Thunder Sword, releasing a crimson berserk arc of lightning. She recited the forbidden curse of the God of Thunder, and countless blazing lightning swords condensed on her head. !

Yu Jianshu!

The timing was just right.

Because the next moment Jiang Ziye was going to cast time-space freeze!

Then the situation will be very troublesome.

With a bang, Jiang Ziye raised his head, and was overwhelmed by the thunder that fell from the sky!

The ancient warriors of the Jiang family rushed forward, attacking the red-haired girl like a rock submerged in the tide.

This time it was still a dangerous close combat, the Qi realms of the three realm kings fused together, crushed like a tsunami, accompanied by violent punches, gushing out bursts of Qi.

Tang Ling was attacked from all directions, and her body was moving like an elf, and the crimson lightning wrapped around her. She rushed like a cannonball, opening the way with the sword edge wrapped around the electric arc, and forcibly slammed the enemy who was attacking her. The vigor was smashed one by one, the trembling sound of thunder and lightning was like a thousand birds singing together, and the fluttering red hair was like a flame!

An ancient warrior walked around her back, staggered his hands into a hammer and wanted to smash her head, but unfortunately, he was pierced through the chest by the lightning sword that suddenly struck, and blood gushed out like fireworks.

That's the role of sword control, Tang Ling can control everything that can be called a sword in the domain.

Another Gu Wu's Qi Realm was shattered, and the Ji Lei Great Sword chopped off his head, splitting him in half.

The last king of the realm was terrified, but the thunderous sword energy fell like a crash, burning him into coke!

With a bang, time and space suddenly collapsed.

Jiang Ziye got rid of the bombardment of Yu Jianshu, and he completely shattered the time and space he was in.

Tang Ling's red hair was swaying, and she walked over with great strides, dragging the Great Thunder Sword.

He was obviously alone, but it seemed like thousands of troops were charging.

In the end, there were still eight dusk candidates who did not make a move. They all turned their heads silently, their eyes stunned.

Because in their view, the Seventh Patriarch has not done anything for a long time.

"wrong."

The Seventh Patriarch narrowed his eyes, his red vertical pupils suddenly contracted, and said hoarsely, "You should be dead already!"

Jiang Ziye knelt on the ground in the middle of the night, holding an ancient knife in both hands, dressed in rags, with a strange expression on his face.

Tang Ling did not stop, and said indifferently: "In that future, I am indeed dead."

"Bai Ze Forbidden Curse!"

The Seventh Patriarch blurted out: "You have mastered the Baize Forbidden Curse!"

As soon as this remark came out, the Twilight candidates didn't know what happened.

Jiang Ziye was slightly taken aback.

Bai Ze forbidden curse, one of the original forbidden curses.

This kind of forbidden spell is extremely difficult to comprehend, and it is even more complicated to cast it.

But its effect is very simple and crude.

That is to erase the possibility of a future!

In fact, the Seventh Patriarch had already made a move, while they were fighting together.

It is too easy for a seventh-level sanctuary-level, who is the pseudo-ancestor of the ancient Zhulong clan, to kill an enemy whose rank is lower than his own, and there is only a 1% chance of missing.

It happened that this probability really happened.

Tang Ling should have been killed with a single blow, but she saw that possibility with the Bai Ze forbidden curse, and then erased it without hesitation, so she survived unharmed.

The causal line was erased on the spot!

Only the Seventh Patriarch, who was the person involved, noticed it, because there was an extra memory in his mind of the girl in front of him being beheaded by himself, so he was able to react, what happened just now!

Tang Ling didn't say another word, her evolutionary posture quietly faded away, replaced by the bright glow burning in the pupils, as bright and hot as the sun, majestic and inviolable!

Heaven and man breathe!

The problem was that her face was extremely pale and her walking posture was swaying.

The effect of Bai Ze's forbidden spell was extremely powerful, but it caused a great burden to her.

It's just that she still had no plans to retreat, and rushed forward resolutely.

Her red hair fluttered, and her scarlet eyes were burning with mad killing intent.

It seems that reason has been replaced by another personality.

"It turned out to be the strength you gave her."

The Seventh Patriarch looked into her eyes and commented: "Courage is commendable."

Even the Baize Forbidden Curse cannot erase the absolute gap in strength.

He is invincible, he is sure of it.

The wind and sand were torn apart, and the Seventh Patriarch finally moved, in the causal line that could never be erased again!

This is an unimaginable speed. The light of the knife he slashed didn't even have a trajectory, and the sound of piercing the air was thrown away without a trace. Only the strong killing intent boiled up, covering the barren desert.

Tang Ling also sped up her attack, as if launching a suicide attack. The extremely thunderous sword released scorching electric light, cutting through the dry desert with a bang, bursting out a line of golden lightning!

The realm of heaven and man expands, and the image of nothingness seems to have a blizzard, floating in a barren world.

That was Tang Ling's domain!

"Unfortunately, not enough."

The Seventh Patriarch sneered, the realm of heaven and man at this level was enough to hurt him, but not able to defeat him.

Just at this moment, His face changed suddenly.

Because the realm of heaven and man expanded again, heavy rain fell from the sky!

The glorious realm burns to the extreme!

The torrential rain and the torrential rain mixed together, and there was a faint roar of thunder!

The rushing person in the wind and sand suddenly struck, accompanied by the screams of thousands of birds!

It was a knife.

A knife wrapped around Thunder!

It is also a peerless sharp knife!

When the knife came out, it was like a dragon chant, accompanied by lightning and thunder!

Tang Ling's red hair flowed like a waterfall, her beautiful eyes flickering with mad murderous intent froze slightly, but a familiar cold voice sounded in her ear, like a condescending order, but it sounded so gentle.

"The gods of the gods, output with all their strength."

Accompanied by the roaring sound, the great sword of extreme thunder burned into a scorched black color, and all the fiery thunder was released, and the lightning of the gods of the gods also burst out, just like Indra from the myth came to the world!

The thunder light was dyed dazzling golden, and it was chopped off with a single sword!

Sword Qi spurted out!

In a fleeting moment, the sound of a dragon's sword soared into the sky, as if a peerless goddess cut a decisive sword across time and space, and the gods of the gods roared and released the power of destruction.

The light of the knife flashed away, and time and space shattered!

Such a tacit understanding of knives and swords is rare in the world, as if a match made in heaven!

The realms of the realm of heaven and man merged together.

It's like the souls are also blending, regardless of each other.

Lightning flashed and thunder roared.

Heavy rain and blizzard mixed together.

A huge mushroom cloud soared into the sky, a violent golden arc exploded, and the realm of heaven and man exploded on the spot!

The Seventh Patriarch fell out of the smoke, his black robes already burned to pieces.

He was half kneeling on the ground, and the ancient knife in his right hand was cracked inch by inch, turning into fragments.

It's unbelievable that He missed it again!

"bombing!"

Seeing Jiang Ziye, the fox didn't show any expression on his face, and ordered indifferently.

Twilight Candidates bombed indiscriminately, attempting to cover and kill the enemy with long-range fire.

The sand dunes were bombarded, and the artillery fire blew them apart, turning the sandy land into a vast expanse of scorched earth.

At the critical moment, the frozen boundary of time and space suddenly spread, and time seemed to fall into a quagmire-like silence. Sand and dust were suspended in mid-air, and burning bullets were also frozen in the wind. Only broken cracks emerged.

Gu Jianlin raised his head, supported his domain, and silently endured the opponent's indiscriminate bombardment.

Fortunately, we still caught up.

he said in his heart.

Tang Ling looked at the back in front of her in astonishment, wondering if she was dreaming.

The boy in the black windbreaker stood in front of her, propped up the frozen domain of time and space, countless burning bullets were suspended in front of them, but the roar of the gunshots disappeared quickly, the world was so quiet.

The fireworks that soared into the sky were like fireworks, illuminating his beautiful face.

Tang Ling had a lot to say.

Like how did you survive.

Another example is what happened during this time.

Finally, how did you come to me.

It's just that the words came to my lips, but I couldn't say anything.

"Sorry, it's a little late."

He said blankly: "It's too late to explain a lot of things now, let's get rid of this guy first."

Tang Ling could tell with just one glance that he was a clone condensed from a phantom, that is to say, it was just an illusion of nothingness, just enough to be used for fighting, and the surprise that had just sprouted was extinguished by a basin of cold water.

"I'm a redhead right now."

She grabbed his hand and said coldly, "I'm very bold."

Gu Jianlin was pulled hard by her, only to see a charming and cold face approaching him.

The warm breath is close at hand.

Tang Ling kissed him forcefully on the lips.

It's a pity that I kissed nothing.

Because what she came into contact with was just a vague mist.

The shadow condensed by the Qilin curse is indeed insubstantial, but it can interfere with matter.

This is very unreasonable.

Of course, the doppelgänger is kissing empty.

The sense of touch was transmitted to the main body without hindrance.

Gu Jianlin was stunned.

Not only because he felt the soft touch of the girl's vermilion lips, after all, he experienced it deeply in his dream.

Including the voice in his heart.

Yunque said coldly: "Good guy, should I come out later?"