The Old Gods Are Whispering

The indifferent gaze of the ancestor of the ghost car was finally broken, like a stone falling into a calm lake, and the ripples rippled layer by layer, as if reflecting the tragic war hundreds of millions of years ago.

Of course he recognized that gesture, and the fear deep in his memory permeated like a tide, as if he had returned to the ancient battlefield hundreds of millions of years ago in a trance, reliving the fear when he was dominated by the Scarlet Supreme. He didn't even know what happened at that time, he just remembered that he had done nothing and was forced to fall into a long sleep.

A long sleep of 100,000 years.

He had to take a risk. He raised his right hand and squeezed it hard in the darkness, and a golden core shattered!

The formation diagram of the Tai Chi Bagua formation is fleeting.

This is his advantage.

Rank advantage.

The star-like glow was fleeting, and Gu Jianlin collapsed into a handful of dust like a weathered sculpture.

That is the ability mastered in the seventh level of the celestial master path, and it is called ghost place.

The essence is to self-explode the golden core, releasing a mysterious energy that has not been fully understood until now.

Modern alchemical science interprets it as a variant of a particular phenomenon in the universe.

Gamma ray burst!

Within the range where the golden core explodes, the genetic structure of any life will be destroyed, tens of trillions of cells all over the body will be annihilated in an instant, and the soul will evaporate into nothingness on the spot.

The nine ghosts crushed the golden core at the same time, so it was inevitable to avoid it in such a narrow space.

In particular, He also used spiritual thoughts in advance to make the space in the tunnel thicker.

Unfortunately, it's still a step too late.

The time and space in the darkness were distorted and turbulent as if dislocated, Gu Jianlin reappeared in the corridor like a fragmented phantom, dripping with blood and sweat, leaning against the stone wall wearily.

Candle Dragon Forbidden Curse!

His hands were still in that odd position.

Click!

Cause and effect were forcibly reversed, and a silent world was finally created. The ghosts roaring from the nine statues suddenly became silent like sculptures, just like distorted film taken by a camera, only black and white.

Gu Jianlin raised his fierce vertical pupils, and tore off the shirt that was in the way, exposing his bare upper body that was dripping with blood and sweat. The refined muscles bulged regularly, covered with blood-red dragon scales.

He rushed forward like a ghost, his left and right hands protruded like lightning, piercing through the chests of the two ghosts.

It was clearly a clone created by the ancient forbidden curse, but it had a real flesh and blood body. It made a terrifying sound as the hands tore apart the chest, and when it was pulled out, it brought out two deformed hearts that were beating alive.

Blood-red murderous intent filled the lava-like pupils!

He casually threw away the two hearts in his hand, and suddenly attacked a ghost in front of him.

Throat lock, chest piercing, heart out.

All in one go!

Nine to three!

Accompanied by the splashing of blood, Gu Jianlin flashed at high speed like blood-colored lightning, shuttling between ghost shadows.

There were piercing sounds of piercing the air one after another, as well as the horrifying sound of the chest being pierced, mixed with the sound of blood spurting when the heart was forcibly removed, it was simply a one-sided massacre.

Nine to eight!

With only the last ghost figure left, Gu Jianlin felt the sound of the imminent collapse of the Formless World.

This is the ultimate mystery of the original return, which is a huge consumption for the spirituality, and it also has a backlash for the body and spirit. And it was the first time he used it, so he was not very skilled at controlling it.

Ten seconds is already the limit.

Click!

Gu Jianlin's right hand pierced through the heart of the last ghost, and the formless world collapsed like a fragmented mirror, and the real world hit him like a tidal wave, submerging his consciousness.

Because it has been tampered with, the result will be forcibly corrected.

Gu Jianlin leaned wearily against the cold stone wall, Nine Yin slanted in front of him, trembling slightly.

The real body of the ancestor of the ghost car emerged from the darkness, and nine ghost figures roared towards him.

At this moment, the nine ghost figures suddenly exploded into nothingness, and were wiped out in ashes!

Lava-like blood spewed out from the chest of His body, and a hole was pierced through the chest cavity.

Even the ancient ancestor would stagger a step in the face of such an injury, leaning on the wall and grunting in pain, his handsome face was as pale as bleeding, and his voice was hoarse: "The legendary world of no form? No wonder, Lu Shu didn't To be able to get rid of you in Fengcheng, that's what happened."

He knelt down on his knees, clutching his chest and panting violently, the broken chest was actually repairing itself.

Celestial masters have the ability to save their lives when they reach the sixth level, and become immortals.

So he lost his heart and didn't die immediately.

Not only that, but as the ancient god of the Suzaku clan, he seems to have received the supreme gift.

Nirvana.

Therefore, the ghost car's self-healing speed is incredible.

Fatal injuries can be recovered in just one minute.

"did not expect?"

Gu Jianlin also took out a handful of blue blood from his pocket, and poured it into his mouth.

Feeling the slow recovery of spirituality, he finally felt relieved and gasped violently.

Azure Blood can restore spirituality. The disadvantage is that it cannot replenish the status at once, but it needs time to grow slowly. If you encounter a fierce battle, you have no time to drink it, unless there is a stalemate like now.

It just so happened that it also took him a minute to recover to a state where he could fight again.

"Thanks to the Bai Ze clan, if your senior brother comes with you, something might really happen today."

The ancestor of the ghost car showed a strange smile and licked his lips: "I think you have also noticed that people blocking the way are disappearing one by one, whether it is Taihua, or Qinghechi, including your senior brother. This is How can you overthrow the game that has been planned for tens of thousands of years? Give up, why don't you come and join us."

Gu Jianlin's eyes were cold: "You have thrown an olive branch at me more than once. It's weird, since you think I can't turn your game over, why do you have to take the trouble to recruit me?"

He smiled silently: "Solomon too... Speaking of which, is he you?"

There was an inexplicable smile on the lips of the ghost car ancestor, and he said lightly: "There is a special reason for recruiting you. After all, you are the most special one in the world. If you want to know all the answers, joining us is the best Choose. As for Solomon... Heh, his first belief was the Candlelight God."

He laughed and said: "When Solomon realizes that the consciousness of Candlelight is asleep, he will naturally surrender to our master. In a sense, my master is only one step away from becoming the original."

I see.

Gu Jianlin said softly: "The reason why I am special is because I have inextricable connections with the Suzaku clan, right? That's why Venerable Suzaku wanted to kill me in Penglai Xiandao back then."

The ancestor of the ghost car looked at him with a slight change in his eyes.

So subtle that it's almost imperceptible, but still captured.

"It seems that after the integration of the third method, the gods have also become humanoid?"

Gu Jianlin glanced at his outfit and the silver studs on his earlobes, and smiled silently: "I seem to be able to profile you, your eyes, your expression, your tone, and your emotions. "

Unexpectedly, the answer from the ancestor of the ghost car made him startled: "This is the true state of our family,"

Gu Jianlin's pupils shrank slightly.

He suddenly thought of the Candle Illumination Tree and the Lotus of the Ghost.

"The third law originally belonged to the great evolution of our family. Unfortunately, it was usurped hundreds of millions of years ago. We are deeply trapped in the cage of the curse, and we will never be able to escape. Some people are crazy, and some people are dead."

The ancestor of the ghost car smiled and said: "Our evolution was forcibly deprived, and we were forced to wander in the depths of the universe, looking for solutions to problems, and of course... there are sinners who betrayed our family."

"The highest or the original, is your curse?"

Feeling the spirituality spreading like a tide, Gu Jianlin asked calmly: "The problem of the ghostly lotus has been solved, so the next step is to illuminate the sacred tree, right? You want to usurp him."

The ancestor of the ghost car nodded: "Thanks to the little girl Taihua, this is an unsolvable situation for her. She must either allow Zhuzhao to wake up, or make a wedding dress for the Suzaku clan."

He paused: "Taihua is the chosen one. When she led the humans to attack the Fusang Shrine, the Supreme chose her. Only the ancient Supreme who mastered the third method can have the power to usurp the original. My Supreme is the person who has traveled the farthest on this road, and he was also the first to come into contact with the Candle Illuminating God Tree."

little girl.

Gu Jianlin felt a little dazed.

This is the first time someone calls the president a little girl.

But considering the age of the ghost car's ancestor, it's normal.

"We have a unified will, but you want to create history and become the only butterfly to escape from the spider's web. Unfortunately, this is not realistic, because you don't have enough time, you only have seventeen years of life."

The ancestor of the ghost car let go of his hand, the penetrating wound on his chest has recovered, and his broken heart is beating again: "There was once an ant who was close to the truth, that person was Xu Fu, who struggled for thousands of years, and was still killed by the power of our clan. Assimilation is both ridiculous and pathetic. This is the fate of reptiles."

Gu Jianlin also supported Tang Dao and got up, and said indifferently: "But I don't think Xu Fu is not an ant, neither ridiculous nor sad. Maybe he can't compare with a god like you. But I will respect him, not you."

"I think you should respect me."

The ancestor of the ghost car raised his head proudly, his long and narrow eyes were full of prairie fire, and his eyes were full of mockery and disdain: "You used the formless world to force out my immortality and nirvana, what is left after you? How is it different from that ant-like human being? You have the position of supremacy, but your heart is human."

Apparently, Xu Fu was nothing in His eyes. In the history of mankind, there have been too many great figures who have been born in the world, and they were all turned into dry bones under His hands.

Gu Jianlin's current state is indeed very bad. The Formless World has overdrawn his physical strength and spirit. His brain seems to be drained dry, and his body is as heavy as lead. Even if he recovers his spirituality, it cannot make up for it.

The backlash, including the theory of evolution, also swept in like a tide, and every cell in his body was in pain. The pain of devouring his body made his eyes black for bursts, and even the appearance of the enemy became blurred.

This bad state, the ancestor of the ghost car can see through it at a glance.

"It is true that my seventeen years of life are not enough to understand the thickness of the ancient god race's hundreds of millions of years of history, and I can't even understand the history of human beings. But... I am not alone."

There was a fierce brilliance in Gu Jianlin's eyes: "I carry an inheritance on me, a proud inheritance that you can't understand. So in my opinion, gods are nothing special... After all, you can bleed too."

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The ghost car was indeed bleeding. I saw that the monster suspended in the torrential rain had severing cracks all over its body. Hot blood washed over the ruined city like a waterfall, like lava gushing out from a volcanic eruption.

He growled in anger.

Because his ancient divine language was forcibly interrupted!

The world is full of violent dragon chant!

The most formidable ancient dragon is entrenched in the deepest part of the cloud and mist. The sound of the dragon's chant seems to run through the long river of time. The concept of cause and effect is forcibly broken, and the world seems to have fallen into a chaotic hell.

The torrential rain annihilated, the fog disappeared in the void, and the blood falling like a waterfall was swallowed by the distorted time and space.

This is the ancient divine language of Venerable Candle Dragon.

The power to destroy cause and effect.

Originally, the confrontation between the two gods was evenly matched, but at this moment, there was a deviation that led to the outcome.

The nine-headed bird flapped its wings, and a terrifying blood hole suddenly appeared in the broken heart. The cracks all over the body were deep enough to show the bones, and the violent momentum became sluggish.

Zhulong, who had ascended to the sky, confronted him, and the blood-red pupils reflected the black-haired boy, who still kept that weird handprint.

This is the time for decisive victory.

Candle Dragon roared loudly, its tall and tall body pierced through the clouds and mist, and rushed down like a meteor, leaving shocking cracks like lightning, and slammed into the deformed monster with an aura as if everything was destroyed.

The torrential rain was evaporated into mist.

The sound of thunder was swallowed up by the loud noise of rubbing the atmosphere.

The body of this ancient dragon also burst into blood due to the friction, the blood-colored dragon scales fell off inch by inch, and the bones crackled and exploded.

The vertical pupils filled with scorching electric light were extremely bright, reflecting the burning young man.

At this moment, the deformed body of the nine-headed bird was once again engulfed by the vermilion flames. There was a resounding phoenix song in the sky and the earth, and the faint shadow of a plane tree rose from behind him, and all the birds circled into the sky!

Here comes the authority of Venerable Suzaku!

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Gu Jianlin's shadow was trembling violently, because the body's injuries were too severe, and the clone couldn't maintain it.

Even though the sky was full of lightning and thunder, and the terrifying sound of monsters colliding made people feel like the end of the world was coming, he still remained motionless, reciting the ancient Buddhist scriptures in a low voice: "For example, a lamp, entered into a dark room, can survive a hundred thousand years of darkness. , all can be destroyed. The Bodhisattva Mahasattva Bodhi Heart Lamp is also like this..."

The bright light crossed the sky, illuminating his peaceful side face.

Xia Zhi ignored him, kept looking up at the sky, and clenched his fists excitedly: "If you want to win, you must win! Come on, Likongzao, use the finishing touch to kill that strange bird, kill him!"

This girl didn't know the camp of the gods who were fighting, so she chose the side to support based on her appearance.

However, for some reason, after the Candle Dragon, which was supposed to have the upper hand, slammed into the endless flames, it roared angrily. Along with endless lightning and thunder, golden blood splashed down!

That's dragon's blood!

The smell of dragon blood floats in the wind and rain!

boom.

Thunder came again.

It was the terrifying sound of a red meteor falling into the sky.

The nine-headed bird bathed in the fire seemed to be reborn, but the mighty Candle Dragon was falling!

The candle dragon was riddled with holes by the sudden vermilion fire, its rock-hard scales were scorched black like charcoal, its jagged and ferocious body was almost broken, and its angry and unwilling roar rolled away like thunder. Come,

Gu Jianlin sat cross-legged on the futon, shaking violently.

Xia Zhi turned around, suddenly froze.

Because of the heavy rain on the back mountain, believers in sacrificial robes came from the rugged mountain road. They chanted ancient sacrificial songs and walked forward with the most reverent and awe-inspiring attitude. The dense black shadows in the dense forest It is faintly visible, as if the souls of the dead in hell have opened a hole, and a group of demons swarmed out.

In wind and rain, they are as numerous as the sand on the sea.

This scene is like the people of all nations coming to meet their king.

Accompanied by the violent shock of the back mountain, the golden pattern spread like a spider web, the extinguished candle lighted up again, and the ancient Buddha statue seemed to wake up from a deep sleep, opening a line of compassionate eyes.

Endless lights lit up in the Zen courtyard, and Gu Jianlin's back was reflected like a god.

At this moment, the believers took off their hoods and let the rain wash their pious faces. They cut the blood vessels on their wrists with daggers so that the blood would flow into the golden lines, and knelt down and shouted:

"Long live my king... Long live!"