I will bury the gods

Chapter 50
Master Yun stood at the door, with his left eye open, his black Taoist robe was slightly drizzled and fluttered in the wind.

Blazing white lightning tore through the night, illuminating the blood-stealing sword on his back.

He looked at the paper sliding door in front of him, and heard the slight voice of conversation in it. He was a little puzzled, thinking that this young couple lived in the same room on the first day, has the flames come to an end?
Before he could think about it, Mu Geling trembled slightly, a killing intent cut through the water like a blade, and came cleanly from between the cracks in the door!

He wanted to draw his sword, but the two swords pierced through the wooden door first, turned into white snow light, drew a stunning arc, and approached his cheeks.

Master Yun's expression changed slightly, he was forced to stop drawing the sword, and with a swing of his sleeve, true energy poured into the sleeve, and the sleeve was blown up, like an eagle showing its wingspan!

The sleeves covered the two of them, and there seemed to be someone beating a drum in the sleeves. A mighty spirit came out and collided with the sword energy. The pouring spirit shattered the carved wooden fence, shook away the swaying night rain, and broke the two people. The killing intent on the sword.

The sword ended, and the wooden door shattered.

The two black figures separated one from the left and the other from the right. They stabbed in the air with almost identical swordsmanship, and the killing intent scattered by those sleeves condensed again on the tip of the sword, turning into two white awns, which approached Master Yun turned to shine brightly.

Master Yun's movement of drawing his sword was interrupted again.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly swung his sleeves. The movement looked extremely slow, but it dragged out a long afterimage, unbiased, and it was right on the top of the two swords.

From the sleeves, his pale and thin arms protruded, but his hands were as steel as iron. With one hand, he held the tip of the sword with his thumb, and with the other hand, he clamped the edge of the sword with two fingers, completely motionless.

The true energy was consumed violently between the three of them, making a hissing sound like a poisonous snake's tail.

Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe clenched their teeth and pressed down with all their strength.

The wooden plank under his feet cracked, and Yun Zhenren was crushed by the two people and slipped backwards. He wanted to stop at the edge of the railing, but he couldn't. The railing was completely smashed, and he was cut out of the wooden building like this.

The two swords chased after him.

The swords were about to rendezvous, but outside the wooden building, the figure of Master Yun disappeared like a ghost, and only appeared on the long street downstairs the next moment.

Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe also jumped off the tall building and onto the street, standing on either side of Master Yun.

Master Yun looked indifferently at the blood oozing from his fingers, and gently shook them away.

The wound healed quickly and was as good as ever.

Their confrontation was only for a moment just now, but Master Yun knew the danger, even in Yuan Chi Realm, he might be beheaded by these two people on the spot.

But he is a fairy.

See the fairy in the realm of the gods.

"You know I'm coming?" Yun Zhenren asked.

Before coming to this wooden building, Master Yun first went to the third lady, who was crazy and silly, not like a human being.He went to the second son's place again, and the second son was submissive, like a running dog.He had murderous intentions towards both of them, hesitated for a long time, but finally gave up.

The guarding god is worthy of being a god. In the past 300 years, the blood of the Wu family has never been revealed. It was not until the young masters and ladies of this generation finally showed the essence of the container. Their blood is also precious, but it's a pity that they indulge in pleasure and only think that one day they will obtain supreme power out of thin air, which has led to mediocre cultivation so far.

But this kind of power has nothing to do with them, it is a gift of blood... It is like an innate artifact.

Artifacts can be taken away.

Snatching blood is unthinkable in the ears of many ascetics, but the blood demon in his sword can do it.

He only needs to kill one person and drain his blood to obtain the inheritance of the gods.

He has waited too long for this day.

Master Yun has been guarding the shore of this great lake for a hundred years. Logically speaking, he should make the most appropriate and least accident-prone choice.

Besides, he had already decided that it was the Second Young Master or the Third Miss that he wanted to kill.

But for some reason, he has always been upset recently. When he closed his eyes, he felt that there was a little ghost scratching his heart. The little ghost seemed to be an invisible demon, constantly pressing him, asking him if he was willing to swallow his anger all the time. Go down and ask him if he still has the pride and dignity of a fairy...

He also felt more and more that stabbing the sword stolen from Yunkong Mountain into the bodies of the third lady and the second son was tantamount to slaughtering pigs and dogs with a fairy sword.

This is a humiliation to this sword, and it is also a humiliation to him!
He is a fairy, he thought that his heart had long been turbulent, but when things came to an end, he found that he still had a pride that he couldn't let go of. This kind of pride was stupid in his eyes, but he couldn't get rid of it.

"Is it coincident with the outbreak of demons..."

This was the only explanation Yun Zhenren could think of.

In the end, he chose to kill Wu Youhe.

It seems that only by killing Wu Youhe can he regain his lost dignity and give himself a satisfactory explanation for his hundred years of forbearance.

Master Yun never thought that this would be a simple assassination. On the contrary, even if his realm was strong enough to crush them, he still had fear of the White Phoenix blood in the girl's body.

Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe did not disappoint him either.

In the three rounds of confrontation just now, he was forced to be unable to draw his sword.

Master Yun sighed, with tiredness and regret in his sigh, killing the Second Young Master should have been foolproof... Regret flashed by, since he chose to take action, he would never take another half step back.

On the long street, Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe stood on both sides, forming a pincer attack from left to right.

They are dressed in black, with long hair fluttering, like a pair of people made in heaven.

Master Yun didn't look at them. He looked at the emptiness of the night and muttered to himself, "Do you know what an immortal is?"

This is his own question and answer.

His left eye burned with sacred golden light, the golden light was spotless, and as it lit up, the shadow of an ancient general in broken armor appeared behind him, covering his black clothes.This is the divine soul he pulled from the sky. At this moment, this ancient soul that survived until now has become his armor!
Master Yun didn't do anything to hide, and directly opened the fairyland.

Lin Shouxi's expression was extremely serious. He expected that he would have a battle with him sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to happen so quickly and so abruptly this night!
He stared at the man in the golden armor, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

Person A's first impression is only one word - stability.

This sense of stability is like a general standing in the tent, a king sitting in the palace, the golden light is pure without any impurities, as if flowing golden amber, reflecting the sacred texture of the figure of Master Yun.

The black pill in Lin Shouxi's body reversed at full speed, and the true energy pierced through the spiritual veins, filling his whole body. Holding the sword in both hands, he began to run wildly, crushing the green bricks under his feet with every step!
After a few steps, Lin Shouxi leaped up suddenly, and his sharp sword arc lit up in the dark night, smashing towards the long street!

"An immortal is one person and one mountain. This mountain is a god. People rely on the mountain and the peak, and they are as stable as a mountain. How can the light on the sword of a mortal shake the real mountain in the world?"

Master Yun said softly, as if groaning, Lin Shouxi slashed with a sword, majestic, but he didn't even look at it, just raised his right palm, and pushed it out with ease.

The sharp sword light met his palm and turned into radiant light spots, falling in loneliness, Yun Zhenren's arm bent and sent, Lin Shouxi's posture when he swung the sword was immediately unstable, and was pulled by an invisible force With that, he slammed it back into the street.

Lin Shouxi managed to touch the ground with both feet, but was pushed and slipped continuously, the stone slab under his feet was shattered, and two deep ravines were plowed.

He was almost at the end of the street when he stopped.

Crash in one hit.

Lin Shouxi is roughly in the Xuanzi Realm now, and is separated from Master Yun by three realms. The gap between these three realms cannot be bridged at all!

Xiaohe also stepped forward and swung his sword, slashing out a stunning sword light, trying to split the golden body out of cracks, but Master Yun also shook his head, still with an understatement, the sword light was shattered before it was fully formed , this distance pushed forward, knocking Xiaohe's petite figure into the air and crashing into a wall.

The walls shattered and piled up on the girl like a tomb.

Still vulnerable.

Master Yun looked in the direction of the broken wall, raised his hand, and was about to draw his sword. Behind him, the sound of the sword sounded again. It was Lin Shouxi's second sword. At first glance, there is a faint atmosphere that has been handed down from ancient times to the present.

On a normal day, Master Yun would deal with him for a while like a cat playing with a mouse, but tomorrow is the opening day of the Successor God Ceremony, and he didn't want to make any mistakes, so he chose to use his absolute superiority to use the Thunder method to directly force all their trump cards. out.

Lin Shouxi's sword almost hit him.

"If you only have this means, then you are a couple of fateful couples."

Master Yun sticks out his sleeves, and what seems to be a Sanshou, this Sanshou is like catching a bird in the clouds, ethereal and mysterious, but he grabs the tip of the sword that is stabbing so fast, he pushes out two fingers, downwards Press slowly.

True Qi exploded between the two of them. This time, Lin Shouxi couldn't stop his body, and flew back all the way, flying directly across the end of the long street, crashing through a courtyard wall, and crashing into a small building.

This is the difference between immortals and mortals.

The gap in strength between them is too huge...

Master Yun found it boring.

He recalled Lin Shouxi's previous sword, trying to chew out a little aftertaste from it, but he couldn't find much aftertaste, but he noticed a detail - the red rope like a token of love in Lin Shouxi's hand was missing.

Xiaohe had two red ropes, one was tied around her wrist, and the other was given to Lin Shouxi.

On the night she killed the eldest son, she untied her rope.

red string...

While thinking about it, Master Yun looked in Xiaohe's direction.

He frowned.

The fragments of the wall where Wu Youhe was buried like a small grave fell flat, which meant that the people buried below had quietly disappeared.

"Can it disappear under my nose?"

Master Yun's interest was rekindled, his golden pupils slowly scanned the street, but he couldn't find Xiaohe.

He was vigilant and raised his head in a strange way.

There is a round moon hanging in the sky.

How can there be such a bright and full moon when it is raining tonight?
That wasn't a moon at all, it was a sword falling from the sky, the sword energy was like a column.

boom!
Smoke rose.

The other half of the long street was broken at this moment, and the walls on both sides were also incomplete.

Master Yun took a few steps back, where he stopped earlier, golden shavings were flying, which were the souls of some gods who had been chopped into pieces.

It seemed that someone was striking an ancient clock in the night sky.

The ancient chant sounded in the building, spreading like ripples in the night, as if an invisible life was sending out low chants in the void.

The girl stood in the center, with her toes hanging down to the ground, but there was a gap with the ground.

She is dangling.

Demon cultivators can become demons.

The white phoenix is ​​a god, and she can be deified by merging with the blood of the white phoenix!
The girl in black opened her pale eyes, her slender neck was shockingly white, her molten silver hair fluttered in the darkness, like a blazing white thunderbolt, her immature face revealed an unprecedented indifference, even if she was covered in blood His intention was also hidden in the red light of the ancient sword in his hand.

This was the first time she had broken the second seal, and her petite and graceful body was trembling in the blood of the gods.

She seems to come from a fairy tale!
……

"White Phoenix marrow blood..."

Master Yun sighed deeply, and the sigh echoed in the night: "The thing that the old Patriarch has spent decades of hard work on, was actually taken into your pocket with ease, and his life is unpredictable."

"easy?"

The corners of Xiaohe's lips curled up indifferently.

The understatement of Yun Zhen's mouth was the pain accumulated in ten years for her. The night when she drank marrow blood, every bone seemed to be knocked open, which made her unforgettable forever. Looking back, her body still couldn't help trembling.

She breathed gently, feeling the violent and terrifying blood flowing.

It is a hidden devil, giving her strength, but she also knows that as long as her spirit is slightly deviated, she will fall into madness, and instead become the nourishment of marrow and blood.

The girl's toes touched the ground, and the red-bladed sword in her hand waved lightly, slashing at the void a few times at will, as if she was testing the weapon.

Stimulating the power of marrow blood is an act of exhausting the body, and she can't last too long, so she must make a quick decision.

The girl's white pupils were burning with a flame without temperature. She swung the sword, and the tip of the sword drew dazzling lines in the night, like a dancer the size of a firefly dancing in the air.

The rain has stopped falling into this street.

When Lin Shouxi walked out of the broken building and broken wall, the whole street was heating up.The stone slabs on the ground were scorching hot, the falling rain was hissing away, and the mist rose again. In the mist, Yun Zhenren stood in the middle, as stable as Mount Tai, while Xiao He moved at a high speed, his figure was too fast to be seen clearly!
The marrow blood filled Xiao He's whole body, just like those practitioners who became demons after drinking the spirit, Xiao He's body has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Her breathing and sword skills have changed into different appearances, and many movements are simply not possible for human bones!
This is apotheosis!

Master Yun is a fairy, but Xiaohe...the gods have never been clearly divided into three levels: Yinsheng, Taigu, and Minggu.

These are the three volumes of mythology in the volume of supernatural beings. The gods recorded in the volume of hidden life are of hidden life level, and the gods recorded in the volume of immemorial are of ancient level, and Minggu... It is said that in that volume only There are two gods, one is the Pale King, and the other doesn't even have a name, only code-named—Origin.

Baihuang is recorded in the volume of the ancient times, but the words are unclear.

When Xiaohe untied the last seal, the ancient god woke up like a thousand years ago, roaring and roaring in her body, giving her the strength to fight against Master Yun, but at the same time trying to dismantle the body that accommodated her and take it as her own !
The fight between Master Yun and Wu Youhe shook the entire Wu family, many people wanted to open the windows to see what was happening outside, but the wind from their fight closed the windows one by one!

Master Yun is a Buddha pressing down on the ground, shining golden and indestructible.

Xiaohe is a bird that preys on the sky, the long sword in her hand turns from red to white, without any mercy on her true energy, she cuts out a pair of majestic white rainbows, and smashes them at Master Yun!
The golden-armored soul was shrouded in white light, and it was dejected several times.

Master Yun looked indifferently at the stunning girl who was flying with a sword. He knew that the power provided by marrow blood was temporary. No matter how powerful she was, she was only 14 years old. Compared with his solid foundation of a hundred years of penance, it is still far behind.

Too bad he couldn't make a sound.

Blocking the voice is equivalent to blocking most of the casting of spells, which greatly reduces his strength, and he can only fight her to the death with a sword.

His golden body has been cut several times, but the golden light in his left pupil has not weakened in the slightest. He uses his fingers as swords, and stabs at the void, and the sword energy will be generated from his fingers, and it will be tens of feet in length. He's sword energy collided in the air.

Xiaohe's sword light was repulsed several times, scattered and scattered, condensed and condensed again!
Master Yun hadn't been this happy for a long time. The bad emotions that had been squeezed in his heart these days gradually dissipated. The more he fought, the more hearty he felt, and the regret and exhaustion disappeared.

But he couldn't really fight the enemy wholeheartedly.

Because there is an annoying fly in the dark.

In the darkness somewhere on the long street, a crossbow shot towards his position.

The archer was Lin Shouxi.

After walking out of the ruins, he immediately dug into the arsenal of the Wu family, and brought out a huge crossbow. The arrows were as thick as his arm, and several people should have controlled them together. Burning, unmoving shadow like a mountain.

The crossbow arrows shot fiercely, pierced the air, made a piercing howling sound, and arrived in front of Master Yun in an instant.

With both feet rooted in the ground, Master Yun wanted to use his defensive posture to completely break up Wu Youhe's sword energy round after round, so he didn't even dodge Lin Shouxi's crossbow arrows, and just resisted with distraction, predicting that it would not be able to break through his defense.

What's more, even though he was holding his guard firmly at this moment, he was also suppressed by Wu Youhe condescendingly, and was temporarily fixed in place, unable to get away.

The pitch-black iron arrows pressed across the long street, and hit the golden god who saw God one by one. It was as if they couldn't finish shooting, one after another, there was a sharp whistling sound that tore the eardrum.

Master Yun couldn't bear it anymore, he raised one sleeve, and with a surge of anger, the iron arrow that fell on the ground suddenly floated up and was rolled together by his sleeve.

Flicking the sleeves, the arrows were all reflected, followed by a huge roar.

Lin Shouxi dodged in time, the position he had stood before was precisely filled with dozens of iron arrows, buzzing, and the giant crossbow was also destroyed, turning into iron slag and sawdust that crumbled to the ground.

Lin Shouxi's expression remained unchanged. He looked at the ruins of the street and took out an even bigger crossbow from the arsenal.

Before the iron arrow could be shot, a coldness surged behind him!
Lin Shouxi turned around and swung his sword at the first moment, and there was a clash of blows, his figure was knocked back, and the sword flame that lit up instantly revealed the appearance of the comer.

It was a short black figure with a hunched back, wearing rag-like clothes, and dragging a simple and dull sword, but his eyes were full of light, like a land goblin full of evil.

Vice President Sun!
"Your opponent is me."

Vice President Sun said indifferently, holding a sword in one hand and holding his back in the other.

　One!

　　Reiterate the division of realms: Kaimai, Ningwan (Xubai, Cangbi, Xuanzi, Hunjin, Yuanchi), Jianshen (the realm where Master Yun lives, also known as Immortal Realm) (here for now)

　　
　
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