The Old Gods Are Whispering

The storm stopped abruptly.

The world in front of Jing Ci turned black and white again, and his spiritual dryness almost made him faint. He staggered back a few steps, barely holding onto the wall, leaving scarlet palm prints.

There is no hustle and bustle in the quiet world, where time no longer flows, as if the moment is eternal.

The first ancestor of Lu Shu stood in front of him numbly, and after the majestic power dissipated, she seemed to have turned into a cold and invincible girl again, her delicate face lost a trace of indifference, and became more immature, just like back then.

Countless raindrops suspended in mid-air reflected her face, which was breathtakingly beautiful.

Ji Zichuan half knelt on the ground, motionless like a sculpture.

The forbidden technique of the phaseless world is not a domain in essence, but uses supreme power to reproduce an independent time and space at a certain moment, modify the past cause, and then feed back to the future result. Therefore, the people and things that appear here are not real, but more like black and white film that has been photographed, which is eternal in an instant.

"call."

Jing Ci breathed a sigh of relief, and disappeared from the rooftop in an instant.

When he appeared again, he was already on the empty long street.

Xingyun and Guiyan were still kneeling on the ground, Jiang Ze was still roaring, and Tang Yun passed out on the street.

Jing Ji passed them by, and finally came to the boy.

Gu Jianlin's pupils shone with fierce golden color, but there were noble and strange horns growing on the top of his head. The pitch-black black jade mask was half condensed, but there was a ferocious and savage feeling.

Holding the white-haired girl in his arms, he stubbornly looked at the sky.

"Thank you, but also let me finally see her back then."

Jing Ci showed a relieved smile, and said softly: "When you came back from Shenxu, you were exactly the same as I was back then. In fact, being cheated by a bad woman is no big deal, after all... I have been cheated too."

When he said this, even he himself couldn't help laughing.

Jing Ci raised a finger, smeared the blood on his brow, put a folded letter into his pocket, and said calmly: "This is the last thing I leave to you, remember to protect it in the future Good teacher. Don't think that the old man treats you like a free-range education, but in fact he still loves you very much."

"A man's path must be walked by himself after all."

Jing Ci laughed silently: "It's a pity that I can't see who you will choose in the end."

It's hard to imagine that he looks like he's going to die at any moment, but still has the mind to gossip.

Jing Ci patted the young man on the shoulder and brushed past him.

In an instant, Jing Ci returned to the roof of Haitian Building again. This time he pulled out a black sword from the void, walked towards the figure in the white skirt in the wind and rain, and hugged her gently.

At this moment, countless strange spells spread from his body and touched the woman in his arms.

"I promised back then that if you really get out of control, I will stop you."

He calmly said: "But I also promised you that no matter what you become, I will not kill you."

What should we do with such contradictory promises?

Of course the ancestor of Lu Shu would not answer him, after all, this was just the moment she was recorded.

"If the test given to me by fate is to make me choose between you and this world, then I think I have given me the answer. I have connected you and me, and from now on... please give me a lot of advice "Jing Ji embraced her, holding the black sword behind her back, and suddenly pierced her chest.

Of course, it also penetrated his own chest.

The phaseless world collapsed suddenly.

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When Ji Zichuan raised his head, it happened that the rain was over and the sun was shining.

On the roof of the Haitian Building, the pair of embracing men and women were pierced by a pitch-black blade, and countless strands of silk emerged out of thin air, entangled their bodies, and finally formed a pure white cocoon.

The sunlight fell on the cocoon, crystal clear.

As a ninth-level candle yin god, he can naturally feel the coercion covering the entire city dissipate. If it is as expected, the pseudo-ancestors of the Baize clan have stopped their actions.

Because no one can continue to manipulate them.

The man won.

With a mortal body, he successfully defeated the gods.

It's just that the state in front of him made him feel weird and extremely puzzled.

"Is it dead? No, they are not dead."

He murmured: "So that's how it is. The effect of the soul-binding lock is to link the souls of the enemy and the enemy, and synchronize the injury and status. The Ten Fist Sword, self-sealing, imprisoned consciousness in a cage. If you want to seal an ancestor, Ten punches and swords are not enough, so I changed a method, first sealing myself, and then engraving the state on the opponent. It is really clever, so in the field of alchemy, it is to use yourself as a sacrifice to seal the enemy .”

Ji Zichuan had a lot of experience, and it only took him a minute to figure out the key points and the specific operation method at the extraordinary level, he couldn't help but be amazed.

Jing Ci fulfilled his promise back then.

He not only guarded his beloved girl, but also guarded the world.

The world has a lot of misunderstandings about this man.

He is not a bloodthirsty demon, but a noble king.

bang.

The iron gate of the roof was kicked open.

Gu Jianlin, who was drenched all over, broke in from the safe passage, and saw the crystal cocoon in the sunlight head-on.

He was stunned, if he could not still hear the rhythm of life, he would have almost thought that his brother was dead.

"Don't worry, he's fine."

Ji Zichuan leaned wearily against the wall of the rooftop, took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, took out a lighter and lit it, and breathed out the smoke: "But don't think about pulling out the Ten Fist Sword, or you will work hard today It’s useless. I feel that your senior brother is doing well now, and he is conscious of the enchantment of the Ten Fist Sword.”

Gu Jianlin was astonished.

When the aura of Lu Shu's ancestor dissipated, his first reaction was to rush up to see how his senior was doing.

After all, the opponent is an ancient ancestor who has mastered the third method, and it is very likely that both sides will suffer.

"The first ancestor of Lushu was also sealed?"

he asked tentatively.

Ji Zichuan smoked a cigarette and hummed, "His soul is with your brother's soul."

Gu Jianlin originally thought this was a script about falling in love and killing each other, with a strong sense of tragedy.

But that doesn't seem to be the case right now.

Although I don't know when the brother will wake up, but as long as he is not dead, there is always a chance.

After all, it's not that senior brother has some terminal illness and will die soon.

As long as there is an ancestor who can beat the third method, he can be awakened.

No, not right.

The deeper intention of senior brother doing this is to protect the ancestor of Lushu!

Because he forcibly merged the third method, he would die in a short time.

And the seal can delay for an infinite amount of time.

What's more, the senior brother and the ancestor are both trapped in the enchantment of the Ten Fist Sword, and they might not want to come out.

In this way, the senior brother gave his own explanation in the choice of fate, and it was very simple and rude.

I don't care if you are a human or an ancient god, I will not let you endanger this world. But I won't kill you either, since you have denied all your previous feelings, then I want you to stay by my side and accompany me.

Gu Jianlin was silent for a long time, and suddenly felt a letter stuffed into his pocket at some point.

When he was about to open the letter, he felt a burning sensation on his forehead.

The overwhelming illusion came.

In the dark, Gu Jianlin seemed to see a magnificent woman sitting on the throne. The index fingers and thumbs of her hands were intertwined and closed together, as if seeing the whole world from that insignificant gap!

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Deep Blue Biotechnology, in the laboratory on the top floor.

The pale corpse froze in place like a puppet that had run out of clockwork, motionless.

And his hands seemed to be only a thin line away from the two old thieves in the wheelchair.

After the Baize clan lost the first ancestor of Lushu, those despicable false ancestors created by the third method were no longer manipulated, and they all stopped moving like puppets, including the supreme consciousness.

After all, matter determines consciousness, and it also works in the extraordinary world.

Your body can't move at all, and your consciousness is so strong that it's useless.

"Finally caught up."

Jiang Yanli showed a secretive smile, and said lightly, "It really scared me."

"Ah."

Huaiyin said lightly, "Who isn't?"

They were all sitting in wheelchairs, without any unnecessary movements, but the whole laboratory was shaking, the glassware was trembling crazily, the dark blue swayed and rippled, the mercury pool was roaring like a tsunami, and the ancient stone tablet was shaking. It collapsed inch by inch, as if playing a grand symphony!

"are you ready?"

"certainly."

The King of Blue and the King of Red pierced the reagent into his heart at the same time, and the mist of nothingness from the third law flowed into his body, and the two supreme laws of Candlelight and Youying merged in the depths of consciousness.

Boom!

Their breathing changed suddenly, and the light of the candle illuminated by the law soared into the sky and penetrated the dome.

Not only that, the roar of the monster sounded in the silence, and the majestic black shadow rose from the ground!

Huaiyin's fierce golden eyes are majestic like a god, his white hair is gradually dyed into a noble dark blue color, noble horns grow on his head, and the strange sapphire mask is condensed out of thin air, like an emperor.

The wheelchair collapsed, but he was suspended in mid-air, breathing the sky and the earth, overlooking the world.

A Qilin with a golden glow roared deep in his pupils.

Jiang Yanli also raised a pair of eyes that looked like flowing lava, her pale hair was dyed a shocking crimson, monster dragon horns sprouted from the top of her head, and the blood-colored mask multiplied and spread, like a demon.

He laughed wildly, the glassware in the entire laboratory shattered, and the wheelchair was torn apart!

His laughter was so high-pitched, it was like a dragon chant!

"It's been two hundred years."

In the terrifying roar, the hoarse laughter of the brothers echoed.

"Let's go, let's go shopping in the magic city."