The Shuttle of the City

Her own strength is infinitely close to level ten, and once fully awakened, she can definitely reach level ten.

But now, she felt that even if she entered the tenth level, she was no match for the two in front of her.

Their strength has surpassed the realm of gods!

Ye Zichuan's whole body was entwined with lightning, even Susano was shrouded in it, like a huge thunder god standing between heaven and earth.

In the sky, huge thunderclouds covered the sky and covered half of the sky. Thunder and lightning raged among the thunderclouds, making a sound like a dragon's roar, shaking the world.

Then, the thunderclouds began to coalesce and eventually became spherical, casting a large shadow that enveloped the entire mountain range.

Feeling the breath from the spherical thundercloud, countless creatures living in the mountains trembled, and their instincts told them that the end was coming.

"Lei Ying!"

Ye Zichuan pointed with one hand, and a huge thundercloud descended from the sky, with thick lightning currents rushing over it, roaring and smashing down.

The old Taoist's face changed completely, and he was extremely solemn. A huge spherical thundercloud was reflected in his eyes, and he felt the approach of death.

After retreating for so many years, he could barely feel the passage of time, only knowing that he was getting stronger and stronger.

He thought that he was already strong enough, even if he faced the top ten masters in the Dragon Ranking, he still had a certain degree of confidence.

But now, a young man who had never heard of it made him feel the crisis of death.

This is absolutely unprecedented.

The old Taoist closed his eyes, and then began to carve words in the void.

Lin, soldier, fight, who...

The Nine Secrets of Taoism, recorded in ancient books, is rumored to be a combination of nine characters, which contains unpredictable powers of ghosts and gods.

But no one knows that this is the power obtained by the Taoist patriarch from ancient miracles.

The nine big characters are golden, like poured gold, and they are engraved in the void, bursting out with bright light.

Looking carefully, each character seems to be composed of countless lines, which are constantly changing and mysterious.

But Ye Zichuan felt a kind of familiarity, those lines seemed to be very similar to the lines on the fragments of the godhead.

There are similarities as well as differences.

Nine words flew into the sky, and the real martial artist also made a move at this time.

He made a loud voice: "Lin, Bing, Dou..."

Every syllable seemed to come from another world, shaking the entire mountain range and causing a huge avalanche.

The sound of the nine characters fell, and the real martial art form seemed to become real, solid and textured, surrounded by nine characters, and rushed to the sky.

Rumble!

It seemed that dozens of missiles exploded together, and a huge mushroom cloud appeared in this place. A terrifying energy storm swept all directions, and even huge stones flew up.

All kinds of light erupted there, and there were even more destructive fluctuations. One mountain after another collapsed and was directly shattered, turning into smoke and dust.

Lei Ying, this big move in the world of One Piece destroyed an island.

The strongest blow that the old Taoist priest had exhausted for more than five hundred years was equally terrifying.

Such a collision would almost be as devastating as a nuclear bomb.

Song Yuqian saw that the situation was not good, she ran a long way before stopping, her heart was beating non-stop, her face was pale.

After a long time, the smoke and dust there slowly dissipated.

The huge Susano was almost half destroyed by this blow, and his body was broken. From this, we can see how terrible this collision is.

The old Taoist stood opposite Ye Zichuan, coughed a few times, and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

The Taoist robe on his body was extremely tattered, and there were bloodstains all over his body, and fresh blood flowed continuously.

His breath was already very weak, and it was difficult to even stand up.

"The power of the ancient gods...is really strong." He said with difficulty: "I lost."

He sat on the ground with a plop, propped his hands on the ground, and spat out a few more mouthfuls of blood.

"Young man, you are indeed very strong, and I don't know which ancient god you have obtained the power of. This kind of opportunity really makes me envious."

The old Taoist said.

Ye Zichuan listened quietly, without speaking.

"Did you know that today's Buddhism, Taoism, and Western Christianity all appeared because of the things left by ancient gods?"

The old Taoist told a shocking secret.

Are these religions in this world actually appearing in this way?Who would believe it if it was told?

"In every church, there are all kinds of gods, and they have all kinds of unimaginable powers. Do you think this is something people imagined out of thin air? It's just a myth? Those are all

The ancient gods who really existed. "

Ye Zichuan looked at him: "You tell me this, what do you want to say?"

The old Taoist coughed a few more times, and said with a smile: "It's not interesting, I just want to say that the disappearing civilization of the gods is indeed fascinating. What we have unearthed now, only

It's just the surface of him. "

"But even this little bit of superficiality is enough for us to spend a lifetime studying it."

"For example, I have studied this Yin-Yang Death Curse all my life, and I can finally cast it."

Before Ye Zichuan could react, he saw two rays of light flying out of the old Taoist's body, one black and one white, coming to him with lightning speed, and shooting directly into his body.

Ye Zichuan's expression changed, and there was no time to react.

The old Taoist was completely exhausted, and smiled miserably: "I am not your opponent, but I can lead you to die together. This is something dug out from ancient miracles. Even if you get ancient

With the power of God, there is no doubt about death! "

"Hahaha!"

The old Taoist went all out, he felt the fear of Ye Zichuan.

If he was allowed to live, Mount Qingcheng might really be removed from the world, so he exhausted his last strength and cast the Yin-Yang Death Curse to bring Ye Zichuan to die together.

"you wanna die!"

Ye Zichuan's eyes were filled with boundless killing intent.

boom!

Susano swung a huge lightsaber and slashed straight down.

The old Taoist didn't have a trace of fear, and with a smile on his face, he exploded directly under the lightsaber, leaving only a pool of blood on the spot.

Ye Zichuan closed his eyes, looked inside himself, and felt something bad.

The black and white death curse was in his body. He saw his flesh and blood began to shrivel, his internal organs began to shrink, and all vitality was absorbed by the death curse.

From the outside, his body was shriveling at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his two arms directly turned into skinny bones.

It looks terrifying.

Chapter 251 Change of Godhead

The yin and yang death curse wipes out human vitality and devours human flesh and blood.

In just a few breaths, Ye Zichuan's arms completely shrank, as dry as branches, like ghost claws.

Ye Zichuan grabbed a large amount of thousand-year-old elixir from the space, and stuffed it all into his mouth without caring about anything else.

The majestic medicinal power dissipated, and rich vitality surged in the body.

But the death curse is like a bottomless pit, there is no limit at all, and the majestic medicinal power has been swallowed up.

"asshole!"

Ye Zichuan's face was gloomy, and it became difficult to breathe.

Because his five internal organs began to change, if even the internal organs were devoured, he would not be able to survive the elixir of thousands of years.

And at this critical juncture, the fragments of godhead moved again.

It sensed the crisis, and the lines on the fragments flowed like water waves, making a sound like the opening of the world.

Suddenly, Ye Zichuan seemed to see another world.

In the fragments of the godhead, there seems to be a universe, the heavens and the world, endless dimensions, dotted with stars, and extremely vast.

A grand and mysterious aura surged in, and the Yin-Yang Death Curse seemed to have been greatly frightened, panicked, and wanted to escape from Ye Zichuan's body.

But it was already too late, the fragments of godhood turned into a black hole, swallowing even the sun, moon and stars, and annihilated in it, how could the death curse be an exception?

Seeing that the death curse was swallowed, and there was no abnormality in his body anymore, Ye Zichuan let out a sigh of relief.

A hanging heart was let down, and he sat down on the ground, his head covered in cold sweat.

At that moment just now, he felt the smell of death again, and watched helplessly as death approached, but he couldn't do anything about it.

His strength is very strong, so strong that he is abnormal.

But he can't control his own life.

Looking at the fragments of the godhead in his mind, his eyes became extremely deep.

When can I take the initiative to control it?

You can't rely on it to attack passively every time, can you?

And he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that there seemed to be another consciousness hidden in the fragments of the godhead, and this consciousness would react only when it felt real danger.

"I hope I think more."

After taking a bite of thousand-year-old ginseng, Ye Zichuan sat down and began to digest the medicinal power.

The shriveled arms gradually filled up, the flesh grew again, and the blood began to flow.

After sitting for more than an hour, his arms looked normal. Although they hadn't fully recovered, they were almost there.