The Old Gods Are Whispering

Gu Jianlin's left hand fell naturally, and the illusory silver-white chain had been released from his right wrist, lingering in all directions around him, suspended in mid-air, and only he himself could see it.

——The lock that does not exist, the minimum degree of liberation.

It doesn't need to consume too much spirituality, it just erases his sense of existence at the extraordinary level.

Although I don't know what kind of inheritance path the coming person will have, it's best to prepare in advance.

The doorknob of the room seemed to be inserted into something, and it turned slightly.

Gu Jianlin thought to himself that this fallen person would still be able to pick the lock.

The door was quietly pushed open, and a short and thin black figure came in, silently touching the position of the bed.

Flexible like a monkey.

Gu Jianlin was watching him from behind, and also quietly stepped forward, raising the knife and dropping it!

With a puff, blood spurted out.

The monkey man had a stab in his heart, but he didn't let out a scream. Instead, enduring the severe pain, he turned around, and a pale will-o'-the-wisp ignited in his palm!

At that moment, Gu Jianlin lowered his head and looked at his palm, which was burning with pale will-o'-the-wisp, pressing against his chest.

At the same time, he could feel his vitality rapidly evaporating.

The fire of the god sacrifice.

What a coincidence, the gods are fighting among themselves.

Gu Jianlin also raised his hand, a pale will-o'-the-wisp ignited in his palm, and pressed his backhand on the top of the opponent's head!

Sacrifice!

The two priests passed by, burning each other with the fire of the god sacrifice, plundering each other's vitality.

Vitality tugged in the bodies of the two of them.

Gu Jianlin felt a lot of vitality drain away, but it was poured into his body again in the next second.

Even more than lost.

Almost doubled!

Both of them are first-order priests, so logically speaking, their strengths should be similar.

But the key point is that Gu Jianlin is a dual-core drive, in other words, his output is doubled, completely crushing!

At this moment, the boy monkey's mobile phone was lost quickly, and he also found out the problem. A huge panic appeared on his face, and he was about to shout subconsciously.

However, Gu Jianlin pulled out the dagger from the back of his backhand and wiped it directly on his throat.

Blood flowed down.

Whimpering, swallowed by the night.

After an unknown amount of time, the monkey man's eyeballs protruded, and death appeared in his eyes. His whole body withered completely like rotten bark, and even his breathing and heartbeat disappeared. He died inexplicably.

Gu Jianlin gently put him down on the ground, feeling the vitality in his body.

This is the advantage of the God Division approach.

He doesn't even need to eat to stay alive.

Just need to suck it from other people.

Moreover, after he was promoted to the first rank, the power of his God Sacrifice Fire became stronger.

"According to the information given by the Deep Space Network, the first-order commander can expand the fire of the god sacrifice to a range of five meters. Within this range, it can slowly deprive low-level life forms. Is it a kind of enchantment or domain?"

Gu Jianlin raised his hand against the floor, the pale will-o'-the-wisp melted into the ground, and countless twisted black spells spread in all directions. Illusory flames were ignited in four directions, east, west, south, east, and west, forming a mysterious sacrificial formation.

The range is twenty meters.

In life perception, all those insignificant life forms have been deprived.

For example, mosquitoes or ants and the like, all died.

I see.

He gets it.

If you want other abilities to become as exaggerated as life perception, you probably have to wait for the next advancement.

"Even if I'm not in the state of ancient deification, I can create the blood of the ancient god." Gu Jianlin felt the chaotic life force in his body gradually merge with himself, but because the level of distortion was too low, it was not enough to condense into the ancient god blood.

Moreover, he once again deeply realized why the Shensi way is the easiest to lose control.

Generally speaking, to deal with such fallen people, one cannot use the fire of the god sacrifice.

Because once this chaotic vitality is swallowed, there is a high probability that it will lose control.

Gu Jianlin was not afraid.

He possesses the power of the Old Gods and is himself a source of pollution.

However, when this chaotic life force merged into his body, the black unicorn in the depths of his consciousness also rioted.

It seems to be deified at any time.

Gu Jianlin forcibly suppressed the urge to deify Gu, packed all his belongings, and walked out of the room.

The corridor was pitch black, as if the entire hotel had been cut off, and even the long street outside was so dark that there was no light at all. It could be vaguely felt that there was a thick fog engulfing the dilapidated city.

It's getting foggy.

The black mist, accompanied by a strange and ominous breath, roared along with the strong wind.

Gu Jianlin squinted his eyes, and instinctively sensed that something was wrong with the Heiyun Walled City, not just because of the mixed fish and dragons here, but because he felt a breath of another world.

It belongs to the breath of the world of the ancient gods.

Gu Jianlin turned around and left, only to see that the door of the next room was ajar, as if someone had just entered.

He approached quietly and got in too.

In the room, Nie Xiangsi was still lightly asleep on the bed, as if sensing something, she opened her eyes.

At that moment, her agile eyes were full of fear.

Because there was a burly and strong man who stood at the head of her bed at some point and was about to swing the giant ax in his hand!

"die."

Suddenly, someone whispered.

The burly man suddenly let out a muffled grunt, as if his brain had been hit hard and his seven orifices were bleeding.

A sharp dagger protruded from his chest, accompanied by thick blood.

There was only a puff, if Nie Xiangsi hadn't been covered with the quilt, she would have been splashed all over her body with blood.

Gu Jianlin was panting while holding the dagger, the ghost curse's curse backlashed back onto his body, and his face was also covered in blood.

The burly man was still alive after suffering such serious injuries, so he turned around and picked up the giant axe without hesitation.

The power of terror is accumulating.

At this moment, in Gu Jianlin's sight, a phantom of a wandering warrior appeared behind this strong man, sturdy and ferocious.

Samurai way, good at close combat, invincible.

Gu Jianlin raised his right hand without hesitation, and the pitch-black bell hung between his fingers, releasing a black halo. The roaring sound of an ancient bell burst out, causing overlapping ripples in the dark night.

——Requiem Bell, the minimum level of liberation!

The burly man felt as if he had been struck by lightning immediately, his mind roared, as if his soul had been shattered.

Even Nie Xiangsi was shocked, she let out a muffled grunt, her face turned pale.

The effect of Requiem Bell does not distinguish between friend and foe.

But there was no other way, Gu Jianlin thought that he really wasn't suitable for having teammates, so he pulled out the dagger without hesitation, then stabbed the strong man's heart again, and ignited a pale fire of sacrifice with his other hand.

Sacrifice!

Gu Jianlin pressed his hand on the top of the big man's head, and the pale will-o'-the-wisp devoured the other's vitality.

After a long time, the strong man also withered and fell to his knees.

Gu Jianlin withdrew the fire of the divine sacrifice, and returned to its full power again.

The vitality of chaos flowed in the body, absorbing it silently.

Although it was still far from condensing a drop of ancient god's blood, he had enough patience.

Killing two people in a row is like killing two chickens to him, and he doesn't know why his psychological quality is so strong.

The girl on the bed seemed to have passed out, and she could feel her even and slender breathing in the darkness.

"Stop pretending to be asleep."

Gu Jianlin said softly: "It's me. You have a strong self-recovery ability in the priest path, and the moment just now won't cause any trauma to you. Now, follow me and meet other people."

After speaking, he turned around and left without hesitation.

In the darkness, Nie Xiangsi's pretty face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When she noticed the enemy's attack just now, the other party appeared quietly and killed the enemy with thunder.

It's just that the light was too dark, she couldn't see anything, and she was stunned by the bell.

I didn't even see the fire of the god sacrifice.

Therefore, I don't know what the other party's intentions are, so I simply pretend to be dizzy on the spot and see the situation.

Unexpectedly, there was an oolong.

Gu Jianlin's appearance not only made her feel embarrassed, but also gave her a sense of security.

And this young man seems to be different from others.

Nie Xiangsi has a good background among the newcomers, and her personality is relatively weak and shy, which is lovable.

Most people take good care of her.

In the situation just now, if it were someone else, they would definitely come up to ask her about her health, help her pack her things, wipe her blood and so on.

Of course, Nie Xiangsi also felt that she didn't need to be taken care of.

It's just that Gu Jianlin's attitude towards her was a little too indifferent. She was always shy, but now she was a little flustered.

Especially the young man's tone was flat, but she always felt that she was rejected.

"Huh, lovesickness, come on! You are the best, and you must perform your duties as a doctor."

Nie Xiangsi encouraged herself, and hurriedly got out of bed to put on her shoes.

"Move faster."

As soon as Gu Jianlin went out, he withdrew and poked his head over: "Bring your supplies."

Nie Xiangsi lowered her head and let out an oh.

It was too dark in the corridor. To be on the safe side, Gu Jianlin didn't turn on the flashlight of his phone, but stood at the door carefully sensing the rhythm of life in the darkness, and suddenly fell silent.

Because he found that the rhythm of life in the hotel next door had all disappeared.

All the breath of life belonging to the captain seemed to be drowned by this black mist.

In the action group consisting of 17 people, there are quite a few whose life rhythms are extremely weak.

As if seriously injured.

Nie Xiangsi followed behind with the supply box, saw him standing there silent, and tentatively asked, "What's wrong?"

"This mission is not right, prepare to treat the wounded."

Gu Jianlin said calmly, "Can it be done?"

Feeling his gaze, Nie Xiangsi pursed her lips and hummed.

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There was a huge roar in the corridor in the distance!

Flames burst through the door, illuminating the dark long street.

I saw three charred figures being blasted against the wall of the corridor abruptly.

In the burning flames, Yan Ye stood in the room with his arms folded, his white suit was spotless, and his expression was indifferent.

Fiery breath overflowed from his lips, and the fire in his throat gradually extinguished.

The ability of the celestial master path to control the elements.

Yan Feng held the knife in his right hand and walked out with a headless corpse in his left hand, his face full of disdain.

As for Mu Ziqing, she was well protected and was still drinking coffee calmly.

At the end of the corridor, there is a faint trembling sound of the sword's edge, which is fleeting.

I saw a stern cold light flashing in the dark night, accompanied by the piercing sword energy tearing open the door, the wall of the corridor was directly cut open, and in the night illuminated by the fire, I could still see a corpse that had been severed at the waist , was bombarded and flew downstairs.

Blood was poured like rain.

Tang Ling carried the piano case on her back and held a silver-white iron sword in her hand, standing in the blood that fell like a torrential rain.

The sharp sword energy lingered around her, not staining her with even a single drop of blood.

The core ability of the Jianzong way, the fluctuation of sword energy transformed by thoughts!

With the help of the firelight, the six people saw each other's existence.

In Gu Jianlin's perception of life, there were no enemies at this level.

Before he could say anything, there was a scream from downstairs.

Gu Jianlin remembered that voice.

More than enough!

"Walk."

Gu Jianlin was the first to go down the stairs, still holding a chair in his hand.

Because after the battle just now, he felt that the dagger was not easy to use, and it was better to use a chair to smash it.

Nie Xiangsi realized that her companion was in danger and hurriedly followed.

"Have you been attacked?"

Yan Ye stood in the firelight, watched their leaving backs, and said, "Ziqing, prepare for the healing technique."

Mu Ziqing put down the coffee and said lightly, "Understood."

Yan Feng looked at the white-haired girl opposite, and was about to say something.

As a result, Tang Ling went downstairs without saying a word, and had no intention of answering him at all.

Yan Feng opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.

"Don't worry about emotional matters at this time."

Yan Ye said coldly: "Go down and see the situation first."

Yan Feng pouted his lips: "Understood."

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When Gu Jianlin rushed downstairs, even though he had expected it, he remained silent.

At the door of the toilet on the first floor, Cheng Youyu and Zhang Cheng stood beside him, their expressions extremely ugly.

Cheng Yuyu, in particular, screamed in horror and trembled violently.

Because at the end of the toilet, Chen Chen was pierced through the head by an iron sword and nailed to the wall.

Blood was splashed like paint.

This death is too miserable, and there is not even a trace of fighting at the scene.

You know, this is a vice-captain level, Tier 3!

He just died inexplicably.

"Vice Captain Chen..."

Seeing this scene, Nie Xiangsi's pretty face turned pale, and she subconsciously wanted to rush over to treat her.

"No, it's gone."

Gu Jianlin stopped him: "There are still people who will ask you to save later."

Nie Xiangsi was startled: "What do you mean?"

Gu Jianlin glanced at him, and said lightly, "Of course there are enemies."

And he felt a little strange.

Because in his life perception, the life rhythms of all captains disappeared at the same time.

Including Lu Zicheng and Chen Qing.

That said, if they were actually killed, it would be someone who could kill them all at the same time.

That doesn't make sense, these rookies can still survive.

So there must be tricks in it.

Cheng Youyu and Zhang Cheng also recovered from the impact of this scene, their faces pale and trembling slightly.

Death came so fast that everyone was caught off guard.

Among the seventeen people, eight people have been seen so far, and the rest don't know what happened to them.

"Get ready, here we come."

Gu Jianlin said softly.

The voice fell, and a scream sounded.

Someone was thrown from the third floor, and blood was sprayed on the spot.

"The lackeys of the Ethernet Association, I suggest that you all stay still, if you don't want your companions to die."

A gloomy voice sounded.

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