The Old Gods Are Whispering

Gu Jianlin glanced at the time on his phone, it was about an hour before the assembly.

At this time, he thought of when he was in elementary school. His parents had not divorced at that time, and his personality was still relatively lively. He often pretended to be sick and did not go to school. He played games at home by himself, and was quite happy.

He didn't expect that when he grew up, he would still have this kind of experience.

It's just that it's useless to pretend to be sick this time, the camp is full of priests and alchemists.

He couldn't find a reason to shirk.

"Really annoying."

He returned to his tent, and casually released the lock of non-existence, and the silver-white chains flew vertically and horizontally.

Before leaving, he still had to take a look at the contents of the fate tablet.

However, for a moment, he suddenly had a whim.

"The teacher once told me that the avatar created by the Qilin forbidden spell cannot leave one kilometer away from oneself, but this is only for human beings. I don't know if my shadow can break this restriction. If possible, I can let the shadow support Youzhu. , as long as you don’t suffer fatal injuries, you won’t disperse.”

Gu Jianlin murmured to himself: "Jiuyin doesn't need to be carried by the shadow. After all, the side effects of this thing are too great. The shadow will collapse after being used a few times. It's better for me to hold it in my hand."

If he really needs to use Jiuyin, he can summon the fragments of the Qilin Wedge and put Jiuyin in it.

Let the shadow summon back the shards of the Kylin Wedge.

Perfect loop!

try it!

For a moment, the spirituality in his body evaporated, and a blood-red shadow condensed out of thin air.

Here's where it gets interesting.

If it is the Kamiji way, then the shadow is pitch black.

On the contrary, if it is the way of killing ghosts, then the shadow will be blood red.

The Qilin forbidden curse is really powerful enough to defy the sky. It is worthy of being one of the five original forbidden curses. Even if it is condensed from the shadow, it is not a flesh and blood body, but it has a solid entity and a spiritual cycle.

Even breathing techniques can be used.

The whole body was entangled in bloody mist, and it was hard to see whether he was wearing clothes or not.

She has a bewitching and beautiful face, and long ink-dyed hair that hangs like a waterfall.

It's breathtakingly beautiful.

Shadow pulled out a sheathed alchemy sword from the tent, and disappeared in place like a ghost.

Gu Jianlin manipulated the shadow, silently counting the time and distance.

For the ghost-slaying path, it doesn't take much effort to run one kilometer.

Gu Jianlin focused on two purposes, and felt that the distance between the main body and the avatar had just reached the limit.

The shadow continued to move in the opposite direction from him.

Ten meters, twenty meters, thirty meters!

Very good, there really is no distance limit!

This is similar to the yin and yang jade pendant.

This is the benefit brought by the Supreme Personality, and every ability has unexpected surprises.

The only price was that Gu Jianlin had to devote his mind to one thing.

When the avatar gets busy, the main body will be in a daze.

When the main body gets busy, the avatar will also be in a daze.

"It's no wonder Youzhu's academic performance is so poor, she's actually pretty smart."

Gu Jianlin muttered.

The shadow has already galloped on the endless ice field, rushing to the depths of the sea of ​​eternal life.

After doing this, he was relieved a lot.

He sat on the military bed and opened the sealed wooden box.

Tablet of fate.

The last time I watched the clay tablet of fate, it was thanks to Thunder.

It was a clay tablet of fate that Lao Gu brought back from the Qilin Fairy Palace, and it was sealed in the courtyard of souls.

After Gu Jianlin looked at the tablet of fate, he learned a huge secret.

I don't know what to expect this time.

This piece of destiny clay tablet is also engraved with strange words crawling like snakes, twisting like a living thing, shining with a strange light, and even emitting black mist when he is staring at it.

Boom!

There was a roar in Gu Jianlin's mind, and he felt that the words in front of him were distorted like a whirlpool, swallowing his spirit, and there was only a strange twisted tunnel in front of him, as if he had traveled through time and space.

In the depths of endless darkness.

He vaguely heard an ancient and deep voice, as if a ghost was laughing hoarsely.

There was a hint of malice in the laughter.

This seems to be the voice of Venerable Qilin!

It was a dark and deep mausoleum, with huge black chains wrapped around the golden coffin like dragon bones.

In such a noble coffin, lay a person who was sealed by a shroud!

No, not people!

But God!

Gu Jianlin was very familiar with this scene, because this was the tomb where he was imprisoned.

Boom!

There was a roar in the silence, and the boulder rubbed against the ground, making a loud noise.

Faint fire came in, reflecting the noble golden coffin.

The person sleeping in the golden coffin seemed to be a man. When the light fell on him, he opened a line of fierce golden pupils, quietly straightened his body, and looked down.

It was clearly imprisoned in a coffin, like a king sitting on a throne.

The huge shadow was reflected in the depths of the mausoleum, like a ferocious black unicorn.

There was a furious roar in the dark.

"I haven't seen the sun for more than two thousand years, my lord."

Someone said softly: "It's really scary. Even though you have been killed by the town for more than two thousand years, your power is still so strong. If you hadn't recovered the spiritual realm, no one would be able to set foot in this tomb. In a short time, you may be able to kill all the Kuilong ancestors on the first floor."

This man's voice was so eerie and erratic that he couldn't even distinguish between men and women.

"Fortunately, you are still rational."

He paused: "Otherwise I won't be able to come in."

In the deepest part of the silence, the huge unicorn shadow shook, and the ash from the mausoleum shook off.

The man in the golden coffin looked down at him, the ancient whispers echoing in the darkness.

He seemed to be laughing, and the laughter seemed to echo from the deepest part of hell.

"There are not many people who can walk in front of me."

In those fierce golden pupils, there was a playful expression:

"Even I didn't expect that there would be such a strange person as you in this world."

His voice sounded like rolling thunder, majestic and furious.

"After so many years, there are occasionally a few people like me."

The mysterious man chuckled: "Of course, what I am may not be important to you. The important thing is that I actually found traces of Suzaku in the Qilin Fairy Palace. This is intolerable to His Holiness." You may have realized His existence earlier than me, so you also know that you have lost."

He paused: "The wrath of the sky, tearing up the dimension, descending out of thin air, is really terrifying."

Venerable Qilin looked down at this tiny person, and it seemed as if a huge thunder of destruction hovered in his golden pupils.

There was a faint thunder.

The huge unicorn black shadow was struggling frantically, and the world seemed to be torn apart and about to collapse.

"It's just that, how could Venerable Qilin lose?"

The mysterious man suddenly changed the subject: "I think you're already prepared, right?"

Venerable Qilin stared at him indifferently, and a carefree and vicious laughter vaguely echoed in the darkness.

"Moving flowers and trees, changing fate against the sky, unworldly achievements, unsurpassed in ancient and modern times."

The mysterious man sighed: "I'm afraid even Venerable Zhulong can't imagine that you have such a means. You are worthy of being the deepest ancient supreme. You are worthy of Venerable Qilin, I admire you!"

Boom!

Venerable Qilin raised his hand, and his body burst into fragments of golden light, as if a blazing sun was conceived from his body, the dark mausoleum was penetrated and illuminated, and the whole world was crumbling.

Rising like the sun!

The brilliant light faded away, and turned into darkness like eternal night in an instant.

In the end, a black jade-like mask was condensed out of thin air. It is so ancient and solemn, with ancient and austere lines, carved hollow holes and edges, and even bulges like blood vessels, which is strange and eerie.

The terrifying roar echoed like thunder.

Venerable Qilin said indifferently: "I have seen your end, human being."

"Those who hold the power of life and death can certainly see my end."

The mysterious man said softly: "But to me, life and death are no longer important. We have a common enemy. For hundreds of millions of years, it is a great honor for a human being like me to cooperate with a great existence like you."

He bowed slightly and said with a smile, "Farewell."

Holding the mask in his hand, the man turned around and walked into the light, disappearing without a trace.

boom!

The scene in front of Gu Jianlin's eyes was finally frozen in this scene.

In the long silence, he remained silent for a long time.

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