I will bury the gods

Chapter 65
The nightmare of the dead city came again.

Standing in the fire and rainstorm, the god's turbid robe is like sand flowing in the wind. It is no longer standing upright, only about two people tall, but the moment he appeared, the beholder still gave birth to the feeling of kneeling. idea.

He stood there quietly, as if he was just a traveler who stopped inadvertently, and also like a phantom that was almost nothing.

A skinny hand was vaguely revealed in the yellow clothes that covered the whole body, holding something in his hand. He was wearing a pale mask. If there was no silver mask to cover the true face of this old god, everyone who saw it would immediately fall into a trap. crazy.

"Yellow clothes...the emperor in yellow clothes? The legend is actually true...he actually exists!"

Chu Yingchan's cold face couldn't hide the shock, her words trembled slightly, and she lost her composure.

Even with the silver mask covering them, their eyes still felt sharp pain, and they were temporarily blinded.

Xiaohe closed her eyes and bowed her head, her teeth clenched. She never thought that this ancient god, who was vaguely recorded in the legends, actually lived in this world!

When she was very young, Xiao He once asked her aunt why human beings should hide within the confines of the sacred mountain, and why not go to the vast world outside to expand the territory and purify the dirty land into a paradise suitable for human life.

The aunt told her that it is meaningless to expand the territory, because although the ancient gods have disappeared, they still exist in this world, and they are eternal nightmares. Outside the Temple of Holy Soil, all the defense barriers built by humans will be broken, and the foundations of decades or even centuries will be swept away and razed to the ground.

Xiaohe asked her aunt, is it possible that a cultivator at the peak of human beings can't do anything about the ancient gods.

My aunt replied with a sneer, seeing that there are three floors in the Immortal Realm, and one can step into the Human-God Realm after cultivating to the apex.But the Human God Realm at the peak of human beings is still not worth mentioning to the ancient gods. In the game of gods, the Human God Realm is just at the beginning...

This is a desperate gap.

Since the ancient gods are so powerful and still alive, where did they go?Why didn't you show up... The young Xiaohe once asked so curiously.

Auntie couldn't give an answer, but only expressed the most widespread guess at the time: the ancient gods were engaged in a war that they could not see in the domain that belonged exclusively to the gods.

The emperor in yellow is an ancient god.

Some people say that he is the "Lord of the Ancient Robe" in the Book of Appearance, others say that he is the projection of the "Black Star" falling on the world, and more people say that he is the fourth of the three evil gods. The unsealed evil god who can travel through all worlds.

Even His Majesty the Emperor could not give a conclusion.

And this god, who was vaguely described in the ancient volume of the supernatural volume, appeared in front of them so vividly at this moment. If this is a dream, it should be the deepest fear, which can make people fall into a crazy nightmare at a glance!

Chu Yingchan knew that she couldn't escape. This God's Domain was the place where the Guardian God was buried, and she would soon become a corpse buried with her.This is an unstoppable monster in Shenshan, even if the master comes in person, there is absolutely no possibility of saving her.

Everyone fell into despair, they stood still, like withered trees in the garden, they could only peel off the cold ashes layer by layer.

Lin Shouxi's blade-like thin lips were drawn into a line, and he quickly raised his hand to cover Xiaohe's eyes, for fear that she might misjudge something.

He wasn't sure if the emperor in yellow was the same as the one in the dead city, and he wasn't sure if he still remembered himself, but after all, he had faced God and survived, so he was calmer than Xiaohe and Chu Yingchan.

The sound of the wind became more and more intense, it was like the mouth of a god, telling something, strange to say, it is impossible for human beings to understand the language of these ancient things, but at this time, everyone understood the sound of the wind, and the sound of the wind told two The word - a banquet.

The palace is broken, the flowers are all withered, the trees are turned into charcoal ashes, the dead evil spirits are piled up on the ground, and the corpses are like mountains, while the surviving evil spirits are clinging to the bones, wriggling non-stop. In the purgatory-like scene, the gods announced the opening of the banquet.

Huang Yi turned his back, and his figure slowly moved away, only then did they see that there were two people behind him, the second young master and the third young lady.

Their complexions were pale, and they had long been crushed by fear, making it difficult to stand upright, especially the third young lady, who was crying and laughing from time to time, she was completely insane, and the second young master also sat on the ground with a numb expression, like a walking dead.

The mysterious yellow-robed monarch did not seem to be hostile to them, and the tsunami-like winds between the mountains and the earth seemed to be just a natural phenomenon, not his emotions-the gods have no emotions.

Not only was he not hostile, he even restrained his divinity on purpose, otherwise everyone present would become crazy monsters.

Chu Yingchan soon understood that this mysterious old god also came to steal the power of the Guardian God.It might be inaccurate to say stealing, but he opened the domain of the gods openly, led his disciples to this forbidden land, and swept away everything like a catastrophe, rushing to this sad banquet.

As if welcoming the presence of the gods, ghostly women in white palace dresses reappeared in the ruins. They sang and danced among the bones, not knowing whether they were alive or dead, or why they were celebrating.

Three blood-red tables resurfaced.

The torrential rain and the fire particles fell together, like fireworks.

The second young master and the third young lady lowered their heads and climbed up to the bloody murder case like marionettes.

Xiaohe's petite body also floated up, and was pulled towards the blood-red table. He wanted to stop it, but his joints seemed to be hammered to death by nails, and he couldn't move at all. He could only watch helplessly as Xiaohe fell from his arms. fly away.

Xiaohe soon appeared in front of the bloody case, took a seat, the third lady turned her head, and smiled at her foolishly, as if meeting an old friend in the dark.

The ghost maids in white dresses sang and danced, but the sound of silk and bamboo was extremely sad, like the mourning heard in the rainy alley that day.

Since the arrival of the yellow-robed monarch, there has been almost no hesitation in his movements. The three of them sat down, and the official in the python suit who had disappeared for a long time reappeared, repeating dully: "The banquet."

boom!
It seemed as if the sun had just risen, a little light shone in the building, and then it blazed brightly, swallowing everyone. After the light dissipated, the entire palace had completely changed.

The huge skeleton lying on the evil spirit still stands in front of it, and there is still a slightly burnt fire hanging on it, but the surrounding environment has completely changed.

Lin Shouxi found himself standing in an incredible palace.

The main body in the center of the palace is a hurricane that soars into the sky. The hurricane sinks with a silvery white color during its high-speed rotation. On its periphery, the arcs that condense into substance fluctuate. These arcs surround the building. Clusters of huge red crystals pierced out, these crystals are pure red like fresh blood, each has hundreds of faces, like a peerless sharp blade, and the upper layers are covered with the corpses of traitors.

Further below, the brown-gray land undulates up and down in a strange arc, which looks desolate. Lin Shouxi thought it was a desert at first, but he soon discovered that the desert was covered with uniform and orderly fine lines, like trees. texture.Lin Shouxi couldn't help thinking of the giant tree he saw in the Mirror God's Domain at first. Xiaohe had told him in the past that Shenting also had an alias of Shuju.

Is this the tree?What does it have to do with the Wakagi Fusang that grew out of the beginning?
"This is Youjie." Chu Yingchan's words rang in her ears.

"Youjie? Is it a place like Huangquan Jifu?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"No, the Nether Realm is constructed with supernatural powers. An invisible inner world can only be opened with special means. The Divine Mountain has such a layout." Chu Yingchan said coldly: "This is the real Divine Court!"

Following the opening of the Divine Ceremony, the Divine Court is like a giant hidden under a deep pool, finally revealing its true colors.

Looking forward from Lin Shouxi, the area built by the hurricane is huge, and there are many translucent young dragon-like creatures floating in it. They are like plankton that have been magnified countless times. They do not need wings, and the water-like wind supports them. swim.

A god statue appeared where the emperor's crown used to be. It was the statue of the guarding god. The yellow-clothed monarch stood in front of the guarding statue and raised his head. He didn't know what he was looking at. On the surrounding wind wall, there were ferocious dragon heads formed by the wind from time to time. Leaning out, they tried to attack the yellow-robed intruder, but they all dissipated around him.

Xiaohe, the second son, and the third lady knelt in front of the giant monument involuntarily, an ancient bell rang, and tens of thousands of winds collided and rang.

Amidst the long cry, a huge shadow floated behind the statue. It was the guarding shadow. Although it was dead, it seemed that it hadn't closed its eyes completely, and it wouldn't disappear until the inheritance was completed.

The guard's eyes fell on the three teenagers before the murder.

There was a crack in the shadow, as if it had been cut into three parts by two swords.

Three powers flew out, the middle one appeared in front of Xiaohe, and the other two fell in front of the Second Young Master and the Third Miss respectively.

These three forces are extremely violent, like poisonous medicine. The second young master showed a terrified expression. He closed his mouth tightly, not daring to open it, because he realized that once he swallowed such a thing, everything in his body would be destroyed. The viscera will be scraped clean like a knife.

The third lady seemed to have seen the sweetest honey in the world, her small mouth was half-opened, and she was a little absent-minded.

Xiaohe couldn't speak, she stared at the inheritance of the gods, as if staring at the enemy of life and death.

Lin Shouxi also understood that this mysterious old god would definitely not just want to hold a ceremony and then generously donate power to them. He couldn't help but think of those birds in the dungeon of the Wu family, those birds that were reduced to filters...

Perhaps the fate of the three of them will be the same!
Of course he couldn't sit back and watch all this happen, but countless slender winds lingered around his body, and the bondage of the gods was an absolute imprisonment for him, how could he move!
Chu Yingchan was also well aware of the power of the gods. She stood with her sleeves down, watching Lin Shouxi's futile struggle, and seeing this magnificent divine realm exuding mysterious light, her heart gradually turned ashamed.

The gods of the ancient level can turn into white bones, let alone them?

Lin Shouxi is still struggling, and he doesn't know if his efforts are meaningful, but taking care of the overall situation is not an excuse, he can't accept himself who does nothing!As he struggled, the fine wind that was originally like a chain turned into a knife, it cut Lin Shouxi's clothes, and stirred up streaks of blood on the boy's well-defined muscles.

Blood, minced meat, severed hair...

Lin Shouxi's body seemed to be splashed with chili oil, and he almost fainted from the pain. He didn't know how he supported himself. In a trance, he vaguely felt that there was a hand behind him, giving him The power of warmth.

"what?"

Chu Yingchan made a surprised sound.

She saw that the young man next to her got rid of the shackles without any warning, and rushed into the giant building of bones like an arrow. The sword with extraordinary spirituality was held in his hand at some point. He held the sword and swung it out. , the cold light on the sword is like a moon blooming on a rainy night, it is extremely beautiful.

The monarch in yellow raised his head. He was wearing a mask and wrapped in a robe, and he could not see any emotional changes.

It's no different, just like those dragons trying to attack the yellow-clothed monarch, the young man's sword just approached him and then collapsed. His body was hit, rebounded quickly, hit the ground heavily, and slipped out, all the bones in his body seemed to be broken.

The only reason he was able to survive seemed to be that God's Domain's 'do not kill' rules were still in effect.

Chu Yingchan looked at the young man who had fallen back to his side. He was lying on the ground, panting weakly, his right hand holding the sword seemed to be burning, and it was flushed red, and blood slowly overflowed from under his back shirt.

She didn't know what spiritual will it was that allowed him to move and swing his sword at the god, but that was what she lacked.

For the first time, she really felt her mediocrity.

The fire on the bone was still burning, and the burning things were the corpses of some evil spirits hanging on it.

Lin Shouxi was lying on the ground, his body twitching uncontrollably, but his heart was still beating vigorously. Listening to his own heartbeat, he felt that it did not belong to him.

Just like what happened in the dead city in the rainstorm that day, he started dreaming again uncontrollably.

What he dreamed before was the scene of his own life from childhood to adulthood. This time, he dreamed of something farther away——

……

It was a familiar yet unfamiliar courtyard, with huge tree shadows swaying in the blue sky, but the courtyard looked very ordinary, with heavy wooden doors, complicated bucket arches, raised cornices, old tiles and mountains stretching the roof of the...

Bamboo grew in front of the house, and there were weeds and white wild flowers under it. The bricks paving the floor were large but uneven, and she always fell down easily when walking.

she?who is she?
Standing under the courtyard, Lin Shouxi described it as childish. He looked about seven or eight years old. He was sure that he had never experienced these things... Is this the legendary past?

Stories from another world.

He stood under the eaves in front of the court and looked forward. A little girl of the same age was walking in front of the court wearing a black skirt. , she was only wearing cool clogs, her snow-white feet were half exposed, and her toes were slightly curled up due to tension, shining white in the sun.

She walked very carefully, not because she was young, but because her eyes were covered with a black cloth.

The black cloth covered her sight. After she couldn't see the light, she lost a lot of sense of security. She used her hands to test the front and walked carefully. There were many small stones in the uneven courtyard.

She is a girl who is afraid of the dark, she never dares to walk when she is blindfolded, this is a test for her.

Lin Shouxi walked up to her and tried to tease her. The girl noticed his teasing, pursed her lips, and was no longer afraid. She nimbly grabbed his wrist, using him as a crutch, and let him walk with her.

Walking under a certain big tree, the light was sifted down among the slightly matte leaves of the tree, and it became the shadow of her snow-white cheeks. The black cloth strips were tied behind her hair and neatly knotted. Looking at the light and the girl's eyes, it makes people feel that the girl is quite weak.

He untied the black blindfold for her, and the cloth slipped away, revealing the girl's beautiful eyes. She raised her head, her skin was as white and smooth as porcelain, and the sunlight left a soft texture on her black dress. Standing there beautifully, one can't help but think of the chirping of cicadas in midsummer.

Lin Shouxi looked at her in astonishment.

She looked very young, but he still recognized her, she was...

Mu Shijing?
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