The Old Gods Are Whispering

Heavy rain poured down on the broken viaduct. Gu Jianlin finally liberated the power of the ancient taboo and also released the devil imprisoned in his heart. It was clearly just a strange syllable, but it seemed to be playing mass music like a huge ocean. Suddenly, If there are hundreds of millions of dead souls in hell crying and praying, there is something strange in the solemnity.

Standing in the endless darkness are majestic gods, the Kirin and the Candle Dragon standing side by side, overlooking the earth like gods. Their shadows spread endlessly, like a tide that wants to swallow the world.

There is also a strict realm that swallows this world, spreading along with the ancient and taboo language. Wherever you pass along the way, you can hear the furious roar of the unicorn, or the roar of the dragon that penetrates the heaven and the earth.

The demon-like boy and the demon-like shadow overlapped each other.

He stepped through the sea of ​​fire indifferently, the light was forcibly swallowed up, and the heavy rain rolled up and rushed into the sky.

This time, the opponent is a real ancestor, hiding in the body of a saint-level sublimator, absorbing the nutrients of flesh and blood and the nourishment of the soul, breaking out of the body at the critical moment, venting his anger to the world.

His ancient divine words had just been released, and an extremely cold realm had already enveloped the world.

In terms of his control over the ancient divine language, he is naturally far superior to the young man in front of him.

But here's the problem.

Why can this young man release the ancient divine language?

If everything is under the control of the Priory today, then this is the only variable. This huge change can overturn all their previous deductions and overturn the battle situation at the most critical moment.

Gu Jianlin's appearance was indeed unexpected, but it was not a big deal to the monastery.

The members of the Hermitage are spread across both worlds, whether they are members of the ancient gods or humans. It is extremely simple to temporarily arrange a fatal killing situation.

It's just that they made a fatal mistake.

They underestimated this boy too much.

The blood-stained dragon poured out the breath of the ancient gods in his body without hesitation.

Almost squeezing out all the power in the body, focusing on the ancient divine words.

Because He felt a huge threat, it was like returning to the era ruled by gods thousands of years ago. The Supremes built glorious palaces in higher dimensions and enveloped the sea of ​​stars with their supreme divine power.

Billions of living beings can only kneel down and surrender.

That kind of terrifying oppression can only be brought to Him by the Supreme.

Therefore, he was extremely frightened, and after exerting all his strength, he actually degenerated into a handsome young man with white hair.

He raised a finger, and the extremely cold realm collapsed sharply. It no longer eroded the world, but locked on the young man in front of him, as if to swallow him completely. The absolute zero freezing point instantly annihilated the heavy rain, and along the way The time and space wherever it passed were frozen and cracked, as if they were disappearing silently and returning to nothingness.

This is an absolute zero that modern science can never reach in theory. At this moment, it appears in the taboo realm of an ancestor, accompanied by a sound like the roar of an ancient bell, and the ultimate chill permeates the air.

He didn't know who the young man in front of him was.

There is no doubt that this is a great creature.

Must die here.

He must be killed here while he is still weak.

Even if you can't kill him, you can just let him sleep for ten thousand years. In short, such a life should not appear.

Because this is the same life as a skylark!

Just its adaptability to the real world is even better!

boom!

The Ancestor's left hand condensed an extremely cold ice sword, which was the purest concentration of power. In his most glorious era, with just one slash, the realm of the Absolute Realm could devour a tribe and destroy all things.

Amid the shattering roar, Gu Jianlin raised his eyes. The fierce golden pupils and the strange bloody vertical pupils reflected the roaring unicorn and the candle dragon soaring into the sky respectively. He was clearly staring ahead without any emotion. .

The huge and forbidding realm is swallowing up the world like hell. The extreme cold is completely frozen at the edge of the realm, but it can no longer invade even an inch. Because the syllables uttered by the gods have released the ultimate power, the ancient pressure sweeps across like a tsunami, like the roars of unicorns and candle dragons, a forbidden language.

Such a powerful ancient divine language can no longer be observed by the outside world.

If someone is watching from a distance, they will only feel that the people on the viaduct have mysteriously disappeared.

No, not even the viaduct remains.

All that can be seen is nothingness!

This is the characteristic of the ancient divine language created by Gu Jianlin.

It has unobservable properties!

This is also the second time he has used the ancient divine language in the real world.

Different from last time.

This time he tried to integrate the two supreme powers in his body.

Lord Qilin is the end of the path to the priest, and he controls the power of life.

The characteristics of the ancient divine language are life and death.

Lord Zhulong is the end of the path to slaying ghosts, and he controls the power of time and space.

The characteristic of ancient divine language is cause and effect.

The strict realm is constructed by the laws of cause and effect and life and death. The circulation of life and death seems to symbolize the birth and death of cause and effect, just like the two poles of the world, completely opposite and yet integrated!

A weapon also appeared in his hand.

It was a pitch-black broken sword, as noble and ferocious as a broken scepter. The blade of the sword was filled with countless mysterious lines, and the hilt was like a cross like a dragon bone. Ancient runes were flowing throughout the body, revealing a trace of mystery. Amazingly miraculous!

About seven feet long, the blade is missing.

Kirin's Wedge!

When he released the ancient divine language, the Qilin Wedge finally became restless and was held in his hand.

It is like a scepter used by gods to exert their power.

At this moment, the white-haired boy came through the air, raised the extremely cold ice sword high, and slashed it down.

Gu Jianlin seemed to be in trance, holding the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, the sword edge trembled slightly, and the domain collapsed!

At the critical moment, he raised his eyes and slashed down with his sword!

The roars of Qilin and Zhulong sounded, and the majestic black shadow like a god flashed away!

boom!

It was clearly the collision of swords, but there was a thunderous roar.

This is not just a simple duel, but a violent collision between realms.

As for the field, naturally the strong take all and the weak are wiped out!

Click, a crisp sound.

Gu Jianlin still maintained the movement of swinging the sword, standing in the wind and rain like a sculpture, but the body covered with iron armor seeped out countless fine blood drops, and there was a roar like collapse in the body, as if a giant had fallen.

This is an injury of his own making, because there is a price to pay for releasing the ancient divine words in the real world.

The Qilin's Wedge trembled, and the pitch-black sword reflected the ice fragments flying all over the sky.

The white-haired boy also passed by him, but the ice sword condensed with coldness broke on the spot. Along with it, the extremely cold realm he created collapsed. The absolute zero was forcibly deprived of it, and nothing remained!

There is a huge gap in rank between the two.

He is a genuine holy realm, with an overwhelming power advantage.

It's not a way to be defeated.

He is from the Zhulong clan!

A proud dragon!

However, facing an opponent who was only at level five, his ancient divine language was defeated!

"What kind of power is that?"

The white-haired boy said softly: "It seems you have taken that step, Your Majesty."

The venerable person he was talking about was not the bloody supreme person from Buzhou Mountain.

But the Black Supreme of Qilin Immortal Palace.

To Him, all the disputes in this world were no longer important. The most primitive curiosity in life drove him to ask this question. He really couldn't understand it and was extremely confused.

The confrontation just now shocked him. His ice sword lost its power without any warning. It was like the line of cause and effect was forcibly cut off. It was like he had never released the ancient divine language, so the realm naturally ceased to exist. . Not only that, in the world he lived in, all the vitality he had was plundered and replaced by a severe will to die.

Cause and effect are severed.

Life has been robbed, and death is in the air.

The withered ice sword suddenly decayed, like a withered ice flower.

The heavy rain was pouring, but the viaduct seemed to have been weathered for thousands of years, with its ferocious steel bars exposed.

Like the devil's tentacles, reaching into the sky.

Once blown by the wind, it will fly away into ashes.

There is no breath of life in the field, only the silence of death spreads.

Even time and space are dying, because cause and effect has collapsed, and dimensional turbulence is about to erupt.

Click!

Gu Jianlin backhanded his sword and penetrated the wind chime that echoed with the song.

The ethereal and distant singing stopped abruptly.

The white-haired boy suddenly turned around, and the nails on his right hand grew sharp barbs, trying to penetrate his heart.

Click!

His head flew high, a line of blood appeared on his neck, and blood spurted out.

Not only that, the Shibuya area shrouded in heavy rain trembled with a tremor. A line of cold light almost penetrated the entire city. The skyscrapers standing in the darkness were penetrated and fine cracks appeared.

"How dare a little reptile dare to be so arrogant?"

Skylark has recovered from the distant and ethereal singing. As long as there is no suppression by the Blood Supreme, with her rank of the ninth-level Zhuyin God, she can easily crush a holy realm level.

After all, she is the most perfect being in the world.

With a plop, the dragon from Buzhou Mountain fell in a pool of blood, his head rolling like a rubber ball.

The hot dragon's blood spurted out and fell like a heavy rain.

Gu Jianlin was bathing in the hot dragon's blood, holding the hilt of his sword with both hands.

His pupils sometimes flashed with a fierce golden color, and sometimes were filled with a strange blood-red color.

The scales peeled off inch by inch, and the bones made a cracking sound.

Even though the pain was so painful that he almost broke into pieces, he did not fall down.

Yunque looked deeply at his back and suddenly figured out something.

In the past three months, it's not like Gu Jianlin hasn't tried level-crossing challenges. Every time, he was bruised and bruised. There were also many times when his life was on the line. If he hadn't been lucky enough, he would have died a long time ago.

Especially when using a trump card like the power of the ancient gods, the pain will make you pass out every time.

Not this time.

Because he cannot fall.

Gu Jianlin knew that the people from the monastery were watching him in the darkness.

Mr. Solomon, who was hiding behind the scenes, should have turned his attention to him again. You can even imagine his sinister and angry eyes, his increasingly ferocious expression, and even the palm of his hand that broke the goblet.

That person should be sipping a glass of red wine from a Bordeaux winery in the dark, watching the battle like a popcorn movie, thinking that the situation is under control, and humming a tune.

His expression changes for the first time when the field on the viaduct expands and he loses sight of his observation target.

When that ancestor's domain was shattered, he would probably stand up suddenly.

His eyes were full of disbelief.

His expression should now be exciting and his inner emotions more interesting.

Yes, that's what it feels like.

"I hated myself when I was a kid because I wasn't tall enough at that time and I always had to look up at adults. You could feel that they didn't take you seriously, didn't care about your feelings, and couldn't hear your voice. You There is nothing you can do but listen to them." Gu Jianlin put away the Qilin Wedge and said softly.

Pain flooded him like a tide, and every cell felt like tearing pain.

The bones seemed to be crushed into powder, and the organs were weakening.

"You guys who control the world behind the scenes give me that same nasty feeling."

He smiled silently: "And I'm not a child anymore."

I don’t know if Mr. Solomon can hear it, but it should be possible.

Because Judge Bai’s cell phone was still vibrating.

"This is the first time, and there will be a second, third, and fourth time in the future."

Gu Jianlin stared down at the phone and whispered: "A thousand-mile embankment was destroyed by an ant nest. If you make a mistake once, you will make countless mistakes. This time you gave me so many clues, which line do you want me to start from?" Start checking?"

The phone shut down silently.

It was like the person hiding behind the scenes left angrily.

Yunque stared at his back silently, a trace of complicated emotions flashing through his charming eyes.

Because casting the ancient divine language in the real world is something she has never tried.

The cost of that kind of punishment is almost too much to bear.

In her only memory, she was born to be above the rest of the world and looked down upon and powerful.

No one could ever hurt her.

How could he deserve to cause her pain?

Therefore, she was actually very afraid of pain. When she heard the song of the Blood Supreme, she was even more pained and suffocated.

And she also knew how terrible the cost of using the ancient divine language was.

That is a terrible punishment thousands of times worse.

boom!

Blood spurted out like a waterfall.

Gu Jianlin saw that the noble unicorn horn on his head collapsed, and the armor-like scales fell off one after another. His body seemed to be cut into pieces with thousands of knives, and blood flowed out from countless wounds.

The message of the ancient god also disappeared without a trace.

At this time, he no longer looked like the majestic and angry Ancient Supreme Being.

Instead, he looked like a somewhat weak young man, with black hair, black eyes, and calm eyes.

"I know what you're thinking, of course it hurts."

"But I'm used to it," he said softly.

Get used to pain.

endure the pain.

Only pain can make him strong.

"You are so crazy."

Yunque felt the auras coming from all directions, suddenly swooped over to him, grabbed him and disappeared without a trace.

"I have something to tell you."

Gu Jianlin said softly.

In an instant, a man and a woman disappeared without a trace.

The night was dark and the rain was pouring.