The Old Gods Are Whispering

Tianji finally felt the oppression from race and personality.

Desperate to suffocating.

Under the pressure as deep as the sea, he felt that his heart was being clenched tightly, and it might be crushed at any time. Even his rock-solid spiritual will was shaken a little bit, and he felt in a trance that he was A giant from ancient times, who can destroy the world with a single gesture. He roared up to the sky and turned into a dragon.

There was a longing in his heart.

That drop of golden blood of the ancient god is so tempting, the rich bloody smell is fragrant and fragrant.

It seems that accepting the blood of the ancient gods and becoming a servant of the gods is not impossible.

At least you can get rid of your human identity and join the Protoss.

After all, the young man in front of him is a true Supreme!

The gap between Supreme and Mortal has been a mystery so far. He obviously has an advantage in rank, but he can't take any advantage at all, even if it is three against one, he is at an absolute disadvantage.

The other party didn't even make a real move.

With the lineage of the Tribunal, facing a real ancient supreme, the odds of winning are too low.

The mission received by the saints is to block Qilin at all costs until the vice president wakes up.

But that doesn't mean taking their lives into the mix.

Especially no one told them that the opponent in this battle is an ancient supreme!

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

With a bang, Tianshu and Yedao finally couldn't bear the coercion of the world, and at the moment when they were about to decay and collapse, they lowered their proud heads and knocked them into the soil of the cemetery.

Two drops of golden ancient god's blood fell between their eyebrows, blending into them like living creatures.

The overwhelming hallucinations came again, their bodies trembled violently, the signs of decay and collapse were finally reversed, the whole body was bathed in gilded light, scales as hard as iron armor burst out, and horrifying horns grew on the top of their heads , the shadow behind it struggled violently like an ancient giant beast.

It seems to be destroyed, and it seems to be reborn.

Gu Jianlin glanced expressionlessly, and sure enough, when the servants got their own blood of the ancient gods, they would naturally get their gifts, and the miracle of the third method also appeared on them.

Logically speaking, celestial beings should not be able to bear the blood of the ancient gods.

They also don't get polluted.

It's a pity that Gu Jianlin is no longer the ancient supreme in the usual sense.

After Tianshu and Yedao obtained the blood of the ancient gods, they had already broken through the shackles of the rules. Not only did their life levels evolve, but they were also able to master the power of the two supreme laws. The power of the sun and the sun did not conflict.

They felt the supreme power in their bodies, and looked up to see the slightly wet upper of the boy.

Once upon a time, that big boy was just an outstanding junior in their eyes. No matter how talented he was, it still took time to grow up, and he was no threat to the orderly orthodox competition.

Now in less than a year, they faced this young man again, but they had no choice but to bow down.

It's a pity that they are blind.

Can't see anything.

"And you?"

Gu Jianlin glanced at the man kneeling in front of him.

Tianji had no choice, because he sensed Sen Leng's murderous intent coming from behind.

Whether it was Yadao or Tianshu, they were originally weaker than him, but at this moment, after merging with the blood of the ancient gods, they received epic enhancements as if they were reborn, and their combat power soared.

He can't win one-on-one, let alone two-on-one.

Just at this moment, his cell phone rang and slipped from the windbreaker pocket to the ground.

Caller ID, Rhine!

It has to be said that the trial court's strategy is correct. Even if Rhine fails to integrate the third method, he can still wake up from the state of serious injury and coma. As long as he can find a high-level priest, he can quickly recover his combat power.

The saints did indeed delay his awakening.

Gu Jianlin leaned over to pick up the phone, not at all worried that the man in front of him would block or attack him.

"A secret."

Rhine's weak voice came from the phone: "Report the battle situation."

Gu Jianlin cut to the chase and said, "It's me."

There was an eerie silence on the phone.

"Disappointed?"

Gu Jianlin said softly while drenched in the rain.

After a long time, Rhine paused every word: "Are Tianji and the others dead?"

Gu Jianlin thought for a while: "For you, it might be worse than death."

Rhine fell into silence again. They had only ruled the world for a few short months, but they did not expect to usher in earth-shaking changes. They saw this tall building rising and seeing this building collapse.

Looking back now, everything was because of their misjudgment of their opponents.

No wonder, President Taihua didn't worry about what would happen to the world of order before he died.

Because she has already left a legacy.

The strongest inheritance.

"Let's find a chance to end it, I'm at the seventh level and you're at the ninth level."

Gu Jianlin said expressionlessly, "Or, you can run away."

After speaking, he hung up the phone and threw the phone in the rain.

From the beginning to the end, Tianji didn't make any moves.

Gu Jianlin had also foreseen his choice, and finally looked back at the mausoleum that was swaying in the wind and rain, turned around and walked down the mountain without hesitation, countless red spots piercing the darkness fell on his body, and there was a ringing sound above his head. The sound of the helicopter hovering, and the bright lights reflected his lonely figure.

The collision of guns, the roar of swords, and the vibration of elements.

A hoarse and terrifying roar like a wild beast came from behind, and the mountain trembled violently.

That was the roar of the sky.

Such pain, yet such joy.

The reputation shook the sky.

In an instant, those red dots disappeared, and the bright lights suddenly went out.

The reinforcements sent by the Tribunal all chose to surrender.

Gu Jianlin wiped the rain off his face, enslaving the saints with the blood of the ancient gods was only the first step, including the remaining deacons and councilors were also within his target range, but he no longer needed to do it himself Now, facing the invasion of the Suzaku clan is the top priority, and the flames lit up in the distant sky give people a sense of foreboding.

That was the battlefield of Mount Kailash.

The most urgent task is to find the weakness of the Suzaku clan.

Find out what the so-called curse of the Gu family is.

Gu Jianlin closed his eyes, and his silent brain boiled up again. Fragmented clues in his mind were suspended, trying to piece together a complete picture, but he couldn't see it clearly.

Just a sense of foreboding.

"Youzhu..."

As if Gu Jianlin had foreseen something, the shadow behind him suddenly turned around and disappeared without a trace.

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In the middle of the night, Su Youzhu finally arrived at the nursing home according to the message left by the night watchmen.

This is a nursing home built in the 1970s. The red paint on the walls has peeled off, the mottled iron fence looks dilapidated, the old locust tree at the door is almost withered, and the plastic bags are rolling in the wind. .

It's the kind of place that many adventure bloggers love.

"Boss."

The butcher looked around vigilantly: "Why do I feel that this place is a bit infiltrated."

Shu Weng also swallowed, and murmured, "It's like stepping into the scene of a horror movie by mistake."

Now both of them are perfect servants of the gods, they have also been promoted to the fifth level, and to a certain extent, they can simultaneously display the power of the two supreme laws. Although it is very limited, it is enough.

The so-called one person attains the Tao and ascends to heaven is nothing more than this principle.

If there was a fight, Su Youzhu would have to work hard to kill them.

"It's a bit strange indeed."

Su Youzhu passed through the dilapidated courtyard like a ghost, stepped into the dim hall of the nursing home, and said in a low voice: "The guide left by the night watchman led me to find this place. It stands to reason...someone will wait for me here."

After coming to Shanghai, Su Youzhu strictly followed the habits of night watchmen, exploring every stronghold in the city, and finally found this place based on the traces left by specific places.

For example, the bun shop on the corner of the street.

Another example is the sanitation workers at the interface.

Or the telephone pole at the gate of Jiaotong University.

The Vigil's clues are hidden, but not too hard for her to find.

The reason why it is so hidden is to avoid the pursuit from the world of order. The Eye of Horus satellite is still shrouded in the sky over the world. Under the surveillance of the Deep Space Network, ordinary people don't even have privacy.

Only the Night Watchers can escape in various ways. So far they are still operating secretly in this city, trying to rescue their leader, the former vice president, Cold Winter.

Su Youzhu explored in the dark corridor, and saw dried blood on the walls, the floor tiles showed signs of being burned by fire, and horrible fist marks and stern knife marks spread in all directions.

Her heart sank suddenly, it was obvious that there had been a fierce battle here!

When he walked further, he could see a charred corpse, and he didn't know how long he had been dead.

The bodies were burnt so badly that nothing could be seen.

Only the standard weapons dropped in the corridor can determine their identities.

night watchman.

Without exception, they are all night watchmen!

"Boss!"

The butcher and the scholar suddenly called out: "There is a problem here!"

Su Youzhu flashed past suddenly, and when she arrived at the door of the basement, a chill hit her face.

The basement was frozen by frost, covered with crystal snow patterns, and the iron door was firmly sealed.

There are also patterns of alchemy matrix on the ground, covering the entrance of the entire basement like a spider web.

"Dimension matrix."

Su Youzhu squatted down, stroked the lines on the ground, and said softly: "Someone used a miniature dimensional matrix to make the entrance of this basement into an independent time and space, in order to prevent people from discovering it."

As for the frost that freezes the iron gate, she is quite familiar with it.

There is only one person in the Aether Association who is best at using such forbidden spells.

Han Jing.

Su Youzhu was silent for a moment, then suddenly pulled out the Tiancongyun sword, and countless criss-crossing cold lights flashed across.

The ice shattered suddenly, and the heavy iron gate collapsed together.

Boom!

In the darkness, something exploded suddenly!

boom!

The butcher stepped forward and caught the young fist effortlessly.

Shuweng also raised a finger, and his spiritual thoughts spread, blocking the knife that fell from the sky!

Only then did Su Youzhu see clearly that they were two children.

The boy was already as skinny as a stick, holding a large sword firmly in both hands, the blade hovering in mid-air.

As for the girl with disheveled hair, the short dyed platinum hair has faded, her face is also dirty, she looks sallow and emaciated, God knows how long she has been hungry.

Su Youzhu knew these two children.

Fu Qingxuan, Ji Xiaoyu.

They didn't know how long they had been trapped here, and they had already run out of food and water. After hearing the movement from the door, they hid vigilantly at the door, trying to sneak up on the intruder.

It's a pity that they have been hungry for too long, and their spirits have become sluggish, and their spirituality is not much left.

Therefore, it will be easily subdued.

Even against the light, Fu Qingxuan and Ji Xiaoyu saw the familiar cat face mask.

The owner of this cat face mask is Tsukihime.

Kirin's girlfriend.

There was a snap.

Fu Qingxuan's knife fell to the ground, biting his lips with red eyes, trying not to let himself cry.

His thin shoulders were trembling.

Ji Xiaoyu also let go of her fist, stepped back step by step, and fell to the ground with fog in her eyes.

Su Youzhu knew that the two of them wanted to get closer, but she didn't dare to approach because of her cold temperament.

So she put down the Tiancongyun sword, walked in front of them, and lifted the blur.

"It doesn't matter."

Su Youzhu gently stroked the heads of the two children, and said softly: "Sister is here, no one will bully you anymore, you know who I am, right? The war has begun, and we are going to win. You may I don't know, your big brother has become very powerful now...he will come to pick you up and go home."

For Su Youzhu, she had never said so many words in her life.

Finally, Fu Qingxuan turned his head away, tears and snot mixed and flowing down.

Ji Xiaoyu wailed even louder: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Su Youzhu's heart trembled: "Who died?"

"Those people found us, and everyone died."

Ji Xiaoyu was like an abandoned little beast, crying heartbreakingly: "Auntie Han and Uncle Fu locked us here to protect us, and led the enemy away..."

The butcher and the bookman looked at each other, seeing the surprise in each other's eyes, and hastily took out bread and mineral water from their backpacks. If they didn't give them something to eat, the two children might really starve to death.

At the end of crying, Ji Xiaoyu was sobbing so hard that she couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

She just took out an old diary from under her skirt and handed it out.

"This is what Aunt Han asked us to keep, and it can only be handed over to you."

Fu Qingxuan sobbed, and said on behalf of the little girl: "Before the death of the president, the president assigned a secret mission to investigate the truth about the curse of the Suzaku clan by Lin Dong and Han Shuang. In order to investigate this matter, find out the true identity of that Solomon."

"This is a diary of Professor Gu."

He took a breath and said seriously: "Auntie Han mentioned to us that Professor Gu had been trying to leave clues about the curse of the Suzaku clan in various ways before his death, but was erased by an inexplicable force , Only if this diary does not know what material it is made of, it can be preserved."

Su Youzhu took the diary silently. She didn't know what special material the book cover was made of. It had a rough texture like a meteorite, but the cover was a hideous and terrifying Qiong Qi.

With strong curiosity, she opened the first page of the diary.

"On April 3, 2021, I saw the dead clansman come to me..."

It's still not in good shape today, let's make up for it tomorrow.