The Old Gods Are Whispering

Chapter 529: The Final Solution: The Unreal World

Gu Jianlin stepped into the black hole of nothingness and disappeared like a reflection in water.

Jiang Mingyan was silent for a long time, there was no shock or joy in her eyes, but a kind of unresolved sadness. Finally, she lit a cigarette for herself, and lightly exhaled a puff of smoke ring.

"The strongest."

Jiang Ze leaned on the door frame, put his hands on his chest and smiled wryly, "You really have confidence."

If it were someone else who said such things, they would probably think that young people don't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and speak wildly.

Gu Jianlin is different, not to mention the supreme personality he possesses, or the achievements of his practice in the third law, just judging from his personality, he is not the competitive type. Some of his words and deeds It seems that he is so arrogant that he even has the effect of ridicule, but in fact he is just more honest.

There is a saying that sincerity is the nirvana.

"Are you still going to compete with him?"

Jiang Mingyan glanced at him, and said lightly, "It's a bit difficult."

Jiang Ze shook his head and laughed at himself: "Oh, I gave up a long time ago, who would compete with this kind of monster. But you, such a great god at Jiang's stall, don't know if it's a blessing or a curse. Now Youzhu and him are so close , In fact, there is no turning back. The stronger he becomes, the higher the probability of your daughter surviving."

Jiang Mingyan hummed irresolutely, then sighed: "I hope so."

Jiang Ze raised his eyebrows and said, "Seeing your expression, I'm even more worried."

Jiang Mingyan was expressionless, and said indifferently: "I'm just worried about whether he can hold on."

Jiang Ze was taken aback for a moment: "You're actually worried about him? You're obviously the persona of an evil mother-in-law."

Jiang Mingyan snorted coldly: "People's hearts are made of flesh, who can be truly emotionless? That kid did nothing wrong. It would be fine if he was a real ancient god, but he is the kind of power he inherited .I always feel that this matter is not that simple, what he will face in the future...may be cruel."

Jiang Ze didn't speak, and he agreed with this.

What was the President hiding before she died? She clearly knew that the person who attacked her was Venerable Suzaku, but why did she hide it from the whole world? She even deliberately hid some clues to prevent others from discovering the secret.

What exactly did the Green King guess that he deliberately stayed on Mount Kailash to start a war with the Suzaku Clan.

Why did the Red King guess that something would happen to his niece, so he sent them to the rescue in advance.

So far, why haven't they said anything.

Think carefully.

"Big sister!"

Xingyun and Guiyan came up from downstairs, each holding a KFC family bucket in their arms, and asked carelessly: "Where are we going next, shall we continue to guard your daughter here?"

Jiang Ze stroked his chin and murmured, "Follow Wang's instructions..."

Jiang Mingyan said coldly: "No, let's go to the Central Lingshu Academy."

The lights in the ward had already been extinguished, Yuki Yangna hugged the unconscious girl by the waist, and countless strands of holy light wrapped around her slender body, temporarily stabilizing her injury with a superb technique.

Okochi has rearranged the weapon box and is ready to go.

"Go to the Central Lingshu Institute?"

Shuweng and Butcher were confused, including the two children's eyes.

The Twilight members headed by Jiang Mingyan glanced at them.

"Go to war."

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As the black hole swirled like a vortex, Gu Jianlin returned to the abandoned sanatorium again.

At that time, Youzhu's situation was not optimistic. He could only put down the matter at hand, forcibly opened the space-time tunnel, and was teleported to the nearest hospital. Only now did he have time to turn back.

The space-time shuttle of the seventh-order holding candle can probably travel through a range of 100 kilometers at will.

Beyond a hundred kilometers, it is necessary to leave space-time coordinates to realize free travel.

This was obviously the stronghold of the night watchmen, but their whereabouts were exposed due to unknown reasons, so that they were hunted down by the followers of the unified will or Candlelight, resulting in heavy casualties.

Those scorched black corpses seemed to be telling how tragic the battle was.

If you have time, call someone to bury them.

There was a trace of sadness in Gu Jianlin's eyes.

He walked through the collapsed corridor, touched the dusty wall with his right hand, and felt the criss-crossing knife marks.

A cold wind was blowing from the broken glass windows, and the door at the end of the corridor creaked in the wind. The nails of the doorknob still had the fibrous tissue of clothes, and there were burnt footprints on the marble floor tiles.

After a year, he finally understood the nature of the so-called profiling.

That's not a profile.

It is the ability to see through fate, to see the past and the future.

His brain was boiling, and fragmented clues floated in his mind, trying to reconstruct the battle that took place in the nursing home. The roar of swords and guns, as well as the roar of fighting seemed to ring in his ears.

The sound of hurried footsteps echoed in the corridor, and the iron back door was slammed open.

It seemed that Aunt Han's call could still be heard.

He walked along the sound and saw the unmelted frost and snow in the corner.

In the backyard is the parking lot, and there are four clear ruts on the concrete floor, which have not been washed away by the rain.

Gu Jianlin seemed to be able to see a Mercedes galloping away in the night, and under the dark tree stood a strange, crooked figure, staring at the direction they were leaving like a devouring ghost, with cold eyes.

Well, he smelled that.

What lingers in the air, candles illuminate the smell of the law.

Sure enough, the first people who found here were Candlelight believers.

It is very likely that Mr. Solomon discovered the clues of the night watchmen, so he sent people here to hunt them down, which means that this group of people in the nursing home is clean, and no one is polluted.

So how are they exposed.

If you can figure this out, Solomon's identity will probably be revealed soon.

"If there is nothing wrong, Han Jing and Fu Qingxuan should have gone to find Lin Dong. Now in the world of order, they have no other reinforcements, only Lin Dong can save them." Gu Jianlin had a strong intuition, and the two night watchmen The senior of the victim should still be alive, but if he didn't arrive soon, something might happen.

Time was running out, he had to be fast, it was a matter of life and death.

"The battle of the Central Lingshu Institute can be handed over to the main body."

Gu Jianlin said softly: "It's best to settle the battle before the gold and silver come back."

The teacher fought to the death with the Suzaku clan on Mount Kailash.

Then gold and silver will definitely come back, and I don't know if Chi can stop them.

Boom!

The world was fragmented in his mind, and the city in the night collapsed inch by inch, leaving only the road outside the nursing home, and the black Mercedes galloping away, followed by motorcycles.

Gu Jianlin took a deep breath, escaped into the realm of super speed force, and galloped away.

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Mount Kailash, the desolate snow field trembled loudly, there were hideous and terrifying shadows fighting and rolling in the snow mist, the snow-covered ground cracked in the roar, and the snow on the mountains fell like a tsunami.

This is a battle between the gods, the sky is falling apart, and the sun and the moon are fading.

This wasteland seems to have become a battlefield in ancient times. The ancient demons returned from hell. Their burning blood ignited the earth, and they could easily spread the mighty power to destroy the world. roaring, countless terrifying eyes lit up in the snow mist, like a group of demons dancing wildly.

After three thousand years, the Suzaku clan and the Qilin clan fought again.

Huai Yin sat on the throne with her chin in her hands, her evil and deep eyes were full of mischief.

Venerable Suzaku also sat on the divine throne and stared at him from a distance, with neither sadness nor joy in his indifferent eyes.

This is the battle of armies, and the king naturally lives high in the sky.

But they used another method and fought countless times on the summit of Mount Kailash.

That is the Qilin forbidden curse and the Suzaku forbidden curse.

There was a click.

"It's a good idea to use the samsara impasse of Suzaku's curse to trap my shadow here."

Huaiyin shook her numb right hand, and said with emotion: "In this way, my shadow will not be able to go out and kill the Quartet, otherwise how many ancestors you brought will survive? After the ghost car died, your loyal loyal Canine... oh no, there is no such thing as a powerful loyal bird. You hurriedly genetically coded the reborn ancestor, it is not old enough."

Venerable Suzaku dissipated like a reflection in water, his chest was clearly torn, but no blood flowed out.

At this moment, Huaiyin seemed to have figured something out, and the smile in his eyes grew stronger.

"It seems that your wishful thinking has failed, my lord."

He shook his hands, looked around at the vast snow in all directions, and said with a sneer, "When you were in Fengcheng, you just wanted to erase that girl. At that time, I still couldn't figure out why a high-ranking god would condescend to treat a little girl Do it, but I know that as long as I fight against you, it will be right."

A noble and graceful figure re-condensed in the snow mist, and gilded flames soared into the sky.

It was the reflection from the flames, still the appearance of Venerable Suzaku.

"The unintentional act at the beginning has become your fate instead."

Huaiyin snorted: "If you can't kill her, she will always remember."

The snow mist was suddenly broken, Venerable Suzaku stretched out his right hand, and flicked his finger towards the center of his brow.

Boom!

Huaiyin flew backwards like a cannonball, smashed a boulder suddenly, and fell down in the snow with a violent roar.

However, he was not defeated, and pale will-o'-the-wisps emanated from his whole body, as if he was between a spirit body and a real body.

This is the ability of the eighth level of the Shensi Path.

Spirit and I are one.

The Eastern Emperor can devour dark matter and dark energy, allowing himself to become one with the spirit body, thereby temporarily mutating himself into a special life structure, taking into account both offensive and defensive aspects, immortal.

In this state, Shensi can even fight Guwu in close combat.

As the most powerful Taiyi God in the world, Huaiyin couldn't be more proficient in this ability.

"So what if you think about it?"

Venerable Suzaku stepped forward, stood in front of him, looked down at him, and said indifferently, "I don't care."

A smile appeared on Huaiyin's young and handsome face, and he grinned: "If you really don't care, why did you kill her? Because Su Youzhu saw the whole process on the highway, you are worried that she will become your threat. The same goes for that poor woman Shi Jing, because she also saw your secret."

"You have exhausted all your tricks and used the Gu family to complete the third method, but you have left a fatal weakness."

He said with a smile: "Solomon is almost meaningless in doing things after all. Compared with the teacher's ruthlessness and sophistication, he is a bit too restrained and timid. If it weren't for your appearance, we would have found him a long time ago."

"If you think that's my weakness, so be it."

Venerable Suzaku squatted down, and once again pointed his finger between his brows with vermilion fire.

His movements are not fast, but there is an illusion that people cannot avoid.

Snapped.

Huaiyin grabbed his wrist, with the flames of his fingertips reflected in his pupils, and said mockingly: "It's not like you to count on Solomon to succeed, my lord. Why don't you guess, once my student brings the celestial Zhi Wedge rushed over, can you still win this war? Even if you can't kill you, you can buy enough time. I think you should be very clear, you just need to give him a chance to promote him to the ninth level..."

The king smiled slightly: "Are you sure to win him by then?"

Venerable Suzaku exerted strength with his right hand, and his burning fingertips were already approaching his forehead, his voice was still light and calm: "As the successor of Lianhe Wang, he does have great potential, but he has no time."

Huai Yin knew what he meant and was not afraid at all: "Are you so confident that you can beat me?"

Venerable Suzaku didn't even bother to answer this kind of question.

Huaiyin's shadow was about to collapse.

The effect of the Suzaku forbidden spell is to create an illusion of nothingness, and the cycle of reincarnation is endless and endless.

It's like the reflection of fate on Penglai Xiandao.

In the desperate situation of nothingness, the projection of Venerable Suzaku can be reborn countless times, just like endless reincarnation.

Trapped in endless samsara, the only way back is death.

So far, the number of times the Suzaku forbidden spell has appeared in the world can be counted on one's fingers, and it cannot be observed by outsiders, so everyone who has seen this power is dead, and they can't bring any information.

The last person who mastered the Suzaku curse was Gu Ci'an.

"I really don't know how to break the Suzaku curse."

The smile on Huaiyin's lips became more and more intense, and she said with deep meaning: "However, I once had a student who could be said to be born out of blue. Back then in Buzhou Mountain, he had a brief glimpse of the future, that bloody Supreme The formless world that is displayed is really amazing in the old saying."

He raised his right hand and squeezed a weird seal on his chest: "Speaking of which, I am also a person who has arrived in the past. My talent is not weaker than you in the human period. That is to say, if I was born in ancient times, I also have the qualifications to become the ancient supreme. And I learned the law of Youying two hundred years earlier than you."

There was finally a slight change in Venerable Suzaku's eyes.

"It's our strength."

Huaiyin's eyes became indifferent, and the wind and snow suddenly went berserk: "The apex of primitive regression."

Yongye's world was on fire, and he snapped his fingers lightly with his left hand.

"——Final solution: the world without illusions."