The Old Gods Are Whispering

  Chapter 513 Welcome to the king's awakening, the unicorn of the sanctuary!

  Whether God bleeds or not.

  Ordinary people may not be able to answer, but Gu Jianlin is sure.

  No doubt, yes.

  The ancestor of the ghost car kicked the ground and retreated quickly, his hands quickly condensed into seals, and he spit out fiery tongues from his mouth. With the whistling wind, he suddenly became violent, like wildfire.

  The crimson flame illuminated his pale face, and the knife light flashed in his pupils!

  The battle is close to intense, both sides have handed in seven or eight cards, and the rest is to use the purest melee combat to decide the winner. This is a very dangerous process, and it can be said to be bloody!

  The scorching fire was suddenly split into two, and cut open by a knife that was extremely fast!

Gu Jianlin rushed over against the high temperature and heat wave abruptly, his broken hair was scorched black at the ends, and sparks were dancing on his naked upper body covered with Tie Lin, he was blasted to **** flesh by the flames, but the ghost knife entwined with blood was blatantly provocative. There was a sword light, and the burst of sword energy roared like a mad dragon!

   This knife almost cut the ancestor of the ghost car in half, and a shocking bloodstain suddenly split on his chest, and the blood splashed on his face, and the boy's face was reflected in the astonished and surprised eyes.

   This guy is crazy!

   Not only because Gu Jianlin rushed in regardless of the flame explosion, but more importantly, the moment this guy swung his knife and slashed, he had already raised his right index finger and aimed like a loaded pistol.

  Normal people would avoid seeing this, but Gu Jianlin bumped into it, as if he was dying.

   "Are you so confident in your speed?"

  The eyes of the ancestor of the ghost car were cold, and trembling water droplets condensed on the slender fingers, which suddenly burst open.

boom!

  Gu Jianlin tilted his head at a critical moment, and the high-pressure water cannon that exploded almost at zero distance exploded beside his ears, causing his eardrums to shatter and spurting out swaying blood.

   He responded with speed.

  With the power of Candle Dragon, you should be confident or conceited!

   His blood-stained face was full of murderous intent, Jiu Yin reversed and tried to strike his head with the knife, but the arc drawn by the blade stopped abruptly in mid-air, and the screaming sound disappeared with the wind.

  Because his right shoulder had been petrified, his entire arm was sealed.

  The left hand of the ancestor of the ghost car pressed his right shoulder, and the majestic mentality burst out, and he pushed it skillfully!

  Boom!

  Gu Jianlin was blown away, and his right hand suddenly shook the solidified stones away. When he looked again, he saw water cannons coming one after another, all of which were extremely compressed high-pressure liquids!

  This is the application of the five elements of the spirit of earth, wind, water and fire.

  A celestial master of the level of the ancestor of the ghost car will not be at a disadvantage even if he faces the ghost in close combat.

  At the critical moment, Gu Jianlin dashed forward without hesitation, avoiding bursts of water droplets, and when he landed again, he had already returned to the original point, with a buzzing sound in his ears, and he almost lost his hearing.

  It's a pity that the ancestor of the ghost car has long been evacuated to a safe distance. This ancient **** has been firmly controlling the situation of the battle from the beginning to the end, and the release of every move is just right, hitting the key point.

  Especially their own position is more particular.

  Gu Jianlin could hardly get close to him.

  For the ancestor of the ghost car, this is not an easy battle, but the most dangerous fight in the millennium. The two sides are not in the relationship between hunter and prey, but on the same level.

  As the aloof ancestor, he hasn't been forced into this situation for a long time.

  Gu Jian Lin Kong has a supreme personality, but because of his rank, he can't perfectly display that supreme power, and his own combat experience is not very sufficient, so it shouldn't be so difficult.

  It's a pity that He underestimated the will of this big boy.

   Or rather, killing intent!

  Thinking in a human way, if this continues, there may be variables, so he intends to make a quick decision.

   "No wonder Kui Bird failed to kill you."

  The ancestor of the ghost car folded his palms together, the ground trembled loudly, and sharp rock thorns sprouted from the ground!

  Gu Jianlin sank deep into the thorn bushes of the rock, and the ground suddenly softened and loosened, as if it was going to swallow him up.

  The ancestor of the ghost car has a design every time he makes a move, which is to exhaust the opponent's spirituality.

   Sure enough, a dragon-like saber sounded.

  Gu Jianlin still used the soul knife cry, the sound of the dragon's roar shook the spiritual structure of the rock thorns, and then he slashed with a dazzling arc of the knife with his backhand, smashing the rocks in all directions effortlessly.

   Even so, his neck and shoulders, including his left arm, were scratched and bloody.

  The sound of breathing became heavy, and the spirituality that had just been replenished was facing drying up again.

  However, the ancestor of the ghost car prepared more than that for him. The water droplets he chopped up just now condensed into sharp ice spikes in the air, the howling wind condensed into wind blades, the scattered sand and stone gathered into stone edges, and hot ashes floated.

  Using spirituality as a force field, the four elements of earth, wind, water and fire engulfed the young man in front of him like a storm!

  Gu Jianlin made an unexpected decision. He didn't use any more abilities, but just swooped forward abruptly with a knife in his hand, and crashed into the storm of gathering elements without fear of death!

Even though he was torn apart by wind blades and ice thorns, he didn't notice it. The stone edge and ashes blasted his chest into a **** mess, but he didn't stop him. It was like criss-crossing pens leaving sharp ink marks on the rice paper, and the sound of the knife sounded like an angry roar.

pain.

   Pain to the bone, as if every cell was pierced.

  Gu Jianlin's eyes were turning black, and he would faint from pain at any moment, not knowing whether his body was intact.

  It's just that in the past year, I have survived countless life-and-death crises, and I have also endured the pain of being crushed so many times. This kind of pain seems to be nothing at all, right?

   What hurts more than this is the helplessness and despair on the viaduct.

   It is the heartache of seeing those people in the refuge being massacred in the Black Cloud Walled City.

   It was seeing Lei Ting's lonely face when he was dying, and it was Yue Ji crying silently in the bathroom holding the Suzaku imprint on her chest.

   It was also the knife that came from behind in Shenxu.

   There is also a woman who dissipates with the wind under the candle-illuminated sacred tree.

It broke our hearts.

boom!

  The elemental storm exploded again, and the blood-soaked boy came out, roaring like a dragon's chant!

   Spiritual madness burning.

  Time and space fell into a quagmire of silence, only the gloomy knife light was fleeting!

   This knife tore through time and space, the narrow corridor was cut off, the pool of mercury next door leaked loudly, and a misty silver tide spewed out, instantly submerging the two monsters fighting together.

  The ancestor of the ghost car looked up to the sky and roared angrily, because the blood-stained boy slammed into his arms, stabbed the blade into his heart, and stirred vigorously.

  Gu Jianlin also let out a shrill roar, because the back of his heart was also pierced by an ice edge.

  The ancestor of the ghost car also pierced his chest with a sharp ice edge when he ran over.

  The smell of blood is so strong even in the mercury mist.

   The violent killing intent boiled over.

boom!

  Gu Jianlin hit His head hard with his forehead, and tried to hit his lower abdomen with a fierce knee.

Unexpectedly, the ancestor of the ghost car is quite proficient in close combat skills. Even in this state, he raised his leg to stop his attack. !

  The candle dragon mask shattered.

  The ghost bird's mask was also torn apart.

boom!

  They degenerated to their original posture, fell into the pool of mercury hugging each other, and fought close to each other.

   This is a fight like a wild beast, with only the most ferocious instinct, the weapons of both sides were washed away by the water galaxy, and they could only wrestle together, venting their anger and killing intent like punishment from heaven!

  They are old enemies of life and death. The seeds of hatred have been planted on that highway. When they meet again, the anger will ignite and will not be extinguished until the end of time, or you will die!

  The ancestor of the ghost car locked his neck with jujitsu techniques, strangled him so much that he couldn't breathe at all, as if he was about to be hanged at any time. However, Gu Jianlin roared up to the sky, his right hand suddenly pierced his chest, tearing apart the opponent's flesh and blood inch by inch in disregard of the pain, reaching deep into the heart, he squeezed hard!

  The shrill roar sounded again, and the hands of the ghost car ancestor subconsciously let go.

  Gu Jianlin turned over and went up, a ruthless elbow hit his head!

  Boom!

   "The Priory, is it amazing?"

   This blow was like a heavy hammer, the forehead of the ghost car ancestor was smashed, and the back of his head hit the ground.

   "The mouse hiding behind the scenes, is it majestic?"

   Gu Jianlin locked his throat, and punched him down again!

  Boom!

  The face of the ancestor of the ghost car was disfigured, blood mixed with mercury flowed down, and the back of his head hit the ground heavily.

   "Remember my face, I will hunt you down to the ends of the earth."

  Gu Jianlin spat out a mouthful of blood, and said furiously, "Until I kill the last of you."

  Boom!

   Another punch.

  The face and bones of the ancestor of the ghost car were smashed to the ground, and the handsome face was dripping with blood, coquettish and ferocious.

   At this moment, Gu Jianlin also snorted because his chest was pierced.

  The hands of the ghost car ancestor tore his chest and held the heart.

   Coincidentally, Gu Jianlin's hands also grabbed His throat, and his ten fingers exerted a little force.

  His neck bone made a sound of being on the verge of breaking, as if it would be broken at any moment.

   Life and death on the line.

The ancestor of the ghost car actually smiled strangely, showing his blood-stained teeth, and said with a smile: "This world has always been under our rule, and you have never been able to get out of the cage of our clan in your whole life, but you still want to be that one Butterfly flying out of the spider's web... I pray here in the name of my Lord, please grant me divine power, and punish usurper!"

"Humanity."

  His smile is mysterious and deep: "Relive your nightmare."

  Boom!

  The scarlet flame burns.

Gu Jianlin lowered his head, his chest was ignited with scarlet flames, entangled inexhaustibly like a body-eating ghost, loud birdsong rang in his ears, and his eyes were covered by the sky. shrouded in the shadow of the sun.

  It seemed as if he had returned to that lonely highway again, but this time his body collapsed inch by inch like ashes. He couldn't feel the slightest pain, but he could clearly realize that he was dying.

   This is the dead end prepared for him by the ancestor of the ghost car, which comes from the power of the venerable Suzaku.

  Ghost Che's ferocious face smiled in front of him.

  The **** that covers the sky and the sun is suspended in mid-air, overlooking the dying boy in the car.

  Condescending, the line of sight is so indifferent.

boom!

  The ancestor of the ghost car came suddenly, holding his throat and holding him in the car. Behind him was a shadow dancing like a demon, like a deformed nine-headed bird gracefully stretching its figure, enchanting and strange.

   "Do you have any last words?"

   He whispered.

  Gu Jianlin's face was neither happy nor sad, even if he was burned by the fire, he would be annihilated in the wind at any time.

"Time is up."

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   Few people noticed what happened in the sky. The nine-headed bird ignited the vermilion fire of Nirvana in the night sky, and its deformed and graceful figure danced wildly in the air, watching the blood-red dragon fall and collapse.

  Dragon blood is sprayed like a waterfall in the world between the sea and the sky, so beautiful.

   A bell rang faintly.

Time is up.

  Tianji returned to the inner courtyard wet all over, and before he even took a breath, he saw the dragon falling from the sky, and said in shock, "So the target has been solved?"

   "Tianji!"

  The Mu family siblings hurried over holding umbrellas, and asked, "How is your brother?"

  They tried all kinds of ways to contact their subordinates along the way, but they didn't get any response, as if the entire trial court had been paralyzed, giving people an extremely bad feeling.

  As a core member of the Tribunal, he should have had a lot to say when they met again.

   Shan Hu's call like a tsunami drowned out their voices.

  The brilliant Buddha's light shines on the steep mountain peak, and the darkness is invisible.

  On the mountain road where the rain was pouring, Mrs. Si knelt down and shouted: "Long live my king...Long live!"

  The sublimators who should have belonged to the world of order gathered on the mountain path like a tide, their black robes fluttering in the strong wind, letting the blood on their wrists flow down, shouting loudly:

   "Long live my king!"

   "Long live my king!"

   "Long live my king!"

Nearly 10,000 people gathered on this precarious mountain, like devout believers who came for a pilgrimage. Some of them were demon hunters from the Tribunal, some were members of the Hawks from various branches, some were professors and students from the Central Spiritual Seminary, and The investigators who returned from the front line all participated in that revolution without exception.

   They shouted loudly,

   They bow down devoutly.

   They kowtow in three steps and nine times, and worship!

   They are not believers, but...sinners!

  History may record this moment that happened tonight. Nearly ten thousand people in the world of order broke into the inner courtyard like a demon. They wore ancient sacrificial robes, cut their wrists with daggers, and sacrificed their blood to the gods!

   "Long live my king!"

   "Long live my king!"

   "Long live my king!"

  The thunder and lightning illuminated their humble and pious faces, as if they were demons.

   Facing the tsunami-like call from Shanhu, Cheng Youyu was stunned.

  He didn't know what was going to happen next, but he found a rustling sound behind him.

At some point, Professor Cheng also put on the ancient sacrificial robe, looked at him with a kind of gentle eyes that he had never seen before, and said in a mellow and calm voice, "I am the leader of this alchemy matrix, and I need to host it myself." Sacrifice."

  Under the black robe, countless golden formations lit up, and the old man was as solemn as an ancient Egyptian pharaoh.

   "The power of the living sacrifice is not enough, and at least one sanctuary level is needed to sacrifice."

  He smiled faintly: "That person is me."

  Cheng Youyu was very flustered, trying to rush forward to confirm something, but was shocked away by the invisible air.

   "I'm sorry that you were born into such a family. As the head of the family, I have never fulfilled my obligations to any descendants. You call me grandpa, but I haven't given you anything."

  Old Professor Cheng said softly, "I apologize to you."

  Cheng Youyu was stunned, and an ominous premonition came to his mind: "Grandpa, what nonsense are you talking about..."

Professor Cheng Lao shook his head and sighed: "For a person like me, he has long lost his humanity. Even at this moment, I am still using you. Why didn't I hurry to get you out of that revolution?" Recalling the married family, but let you follow them around? That is what I hope, you can stay as the last seed of the married family."

   "No matter how our group of traitors are liquidated at that time, you can survive."

  He paused: "If you are alive, you will have a family."

  Cheng Yuyu struggled hard, but he still couldn't push away the invisible air wall.

  I can only watch the old man go further and further away.

   "Don't feel sorry for me, for a person like me, this is the best ending."

Professor Cheng Lao said softly: "I have done so many wrong things in my life, and the crimes I committed are too numerous to write down. Loyalty to the emperor and service to the country are the most important four words for our generation, but I have not kept any of them. But the benevolent Your king, after all, gave me a chance to redeem my sins, allowing me to prove myself... still human!"

   "I have no face to face those young people who have been killed by me, no face to meet my ancestors, and even more face to meet the ancestors of the world of order. To this day, the only way to make a living is death."

  He took out the dagger, cut his own wrist, and dragged his exhausted body to the quiet Buddhist monastery.

  In the Buddha's light, the figure of the young man flickered to death.

  Xia Zhi turned around as if feeling something, and saw the gray-haired old professor walking towards him against the light.

  The hunchbacked figure seemed to stand upright.

  Old Professor Cheng glanced at the girl, as if he saw the children who were bouncing around in the monastery like her back then. Pain and guilt appeared in his eyes, as well as hidden deep love.

  His lips moved slightly, and he said a word softly.

Live well.

  Boom.

  The bell rang, and the Buddha's light illuminated the sky.

   "President, I am Cheng Zizai... I am here with you!"

  At this moment, the old man glared like a diamond, majestic and majestic:

   "Long live my king... Long live!"

  Boom!

  The torrential rain poured down, thousands of people bowed their heads, and the blood melted into the Buddha's light and evaporated into a faint mist.

  The steep mountain trembled, and the believers headed by Professor Cheng suddenly turned into kneeling bones.

  The electric light flashed in an instant, illuminating their dense skeletons.

  This scene is like an immortal mural for thousands of years. The distant gods stand at the end of the Buddha's light.

   I don't know if it's an illusion, but whispers like ghosts echoed in the silence.

   "Welcome to the awakening of my king!"

   They exclaimed: "Long live my king...Long live!"

  So, responding to the call of the sinners, the ancient king opened his eyes in the darkness.

  Xia Zhi seemed to be overwhelmed by the heaven-penetrating Buddha light. The Buddha statues in the Zen courtyard were shattered inch by inch, as if prostrate on the ground to welcome the awakening of a certain existence. Even the huge stone tablet in the courtyard collapsed.

  The mountain was crumbling, and she instinctively wanted to protect the young man behind her.

  Unexpectedly, Gu Jianlin was already awake.

"you…"

  Xia Zhi looked into his eyes, as if possessed by a demon for a moment, and lost her mind in shock.

"Thanks."

  Gu Jianlin said softly: "Do you really want to know who I am?"

   As soon as the words fell, the fierce golden pupils ignited in the sky and the earth.

  Accompanied by the Huoshaoyun that spread thousands of miles, and the black unicorn that soared into the sky!

  (end of this chapter)