I will bury the gods

Chapter 307
The fog was dense, and the gray-white mist was like ashes floating in the sky, stirring endlessly under the layer of clouds that shone with deep purple thunder. This is the field from Shenshou Mountain to the Holy Land Temple. Under the shroud of the hurricane, it looks like a ghost.

In a deep pit filled with lightning, Gong Yu sat cross-legged, with disheveled hair, her back facing the sky full of catastrophe, her expression painful and exhausted.

The shoulder blade of Gong Yu's right shoulder was almost pierced, and the white robe from shoulder to chest was stained red with blood, sticking to the skin.Human beings are not like evil spirits, who can dismantle limbs at will. Even if Gongyu has reached the perfection of human and god, such serious injuries cannot be healed in a short time.

She suppressed the pain, and with the magic seal in her hands, she recovered from her injuries as quickly as possible.

A full day has passed since the Canglong broke the wall. During this day, Gong Yu, the Goddess of Sin and Ring, and the real people from the three holy mountains all gathered in this extremely dangerous wilderness. Kill the black dragon that broke into the city.

Gong Yu attacked the most fiercely, and also suffered the heaviest injury.

In the 300 years since the Cangbi King broke the wall, these top monks created many magic tools and formations to deal with monsters of the Cangbi King level. After 300 years of continuous improvement, these magic tools and formations have been Already complete.

But it is only perfection in the sense of human cultivators.

The Black Scaled Lord is a living dragon with full flesh and scales, far more powerful than the corpse of the Cangbi King back then. These top human creations are just toys to him.

Everyone has tried their best, but no one knows whether they have really hurt the dragon. Most of the time, what they are facing is just the misty sky, where the wind and thunder roar, and the black dragon can see the dragon scales. , hard to find.

Gong Yu suppressed her injuries, and walked out of the stone pit where she was hiding. The vast white mist swept over her body, and the surrounding fields were silent and empty.

In the past, Gong Yu had read the history of the war between humans and the God of Tide Wisdom more than 1000 years ago. In that period of history, the God of Tide Wisdom was tyrannical and tyrannical. A curse that no one can understand is issued to the world. Even the top human monks cannot bear such a curse. They will be pierced through their consciousness and fall into depression, madness, depravity, etc., leading to infinite depravity until they die.

In the ancient chapters of the Xiansheng volume written by the emperor himself, the God of Wisdom, the God of Mourning, and the Lord of the Gray Tomb are the three evil gods, representing three absolute horrors.

Among them, the God of Tide Wisdom represents the terror of living beings, the Lord of the Gray Tomb represents the terror of the undead, and the God of Mourning represents the terror of silence. All the people on the ground will wake up. At that time, the evil gods and the dragons will start an endless decisive battle. Eternal darkness will come again, and the entire human race will be destroyed in the aftermath of the war of gods.

Gong Yu once felt that this was an alarmist statement. She had her own enthusiasm for cultivation, and she always believed that human beings could reach the infinite shore through cultivation.

During these years, she fought in the wilderness. At the peak, she even fought to the death with the dragon corpse of Xuanzizhitong. The battle lasted three days and three nights. In the end, she sent the sword into the heart of the dragon corpse of Xuanzizhi , turning it into dead bones.

This battle shocked the world, and it was also the first time in human history that after the Patriarch, he fought against Xuanzilong Shizhuo and won the victory.

But today, when she really faced the ancient gods, Gong Yu felt the powerlessness, the powerlessness of the first batch of top cultivators thousands of years ago when they faced the god of tide awareness. She even felt that as long as this ancient black dragon is willing , He can easily kill everyone.

Clouds are advancing towards the Holy Soil Temple.

The speed of the black dragon's advancement is not fast, and it seems that it is also afraid of something.

Gong Yu pointed in parallel, pressed the center of the eyebrows, and stabilized the wavering state of mind.

She took a deep breath, took the sword, and flew towards the direction of the thunder.

Suddenly, Gong Yu paused.

Under the southern sky, there was a golden light shining, illuminating the sky and the earth as bright as day. The golden light pierced through the dark clouds where the black dragon entered, revealing the body of this ancient god flying through the clouds and fog. Everything, white sound waves spread in the rainstorm.

When Gong Yu arrived at that place, Shi Yirao was standing there, her skirts fluttering like flags.

Not only Shi Yirao, but the other five goddesses also arrived here. They stepped on the position of the formation, looking up at the dark sky together, with cold eyes piercing to the bones.

In the sea of ​​black clouds, a battle of gods is going on, they can't see the specific situation, they can only see the vast ripples of true energy spreading round and round, distorting the heaven and earth, even if it is stronger than these few A top goddess also really felt the coercion.

"The patriarch has come."

Shi Yirao succinctly told Gong Yu what happened just now.

She gathered with the other goddesses and prepared to form a big formation again. When blocking the footsteps of this black dragon, the black cloud in the sky cracked, and a ferocious dragon's head came down from the cloud, and opened its sharp-toothed eyes towards them. With a huge mouth, in an instant, the particle-shaped dragon's breath condensed at the throat of the giant dragon, releasing a destructive breath.

The goddesses were too busy forming formations to resist.

At the critical moment, the first real person from Shenshou Mountain appeared and helped them block the fatal blow.

At that time, the first real person stopped in front of them, and the golden cover shattered in the breath of the dragon. He raised his hands high and shouted piously to the sky: "O ancestor of the origin of Taoism, master me."

Endless golden light fell from the void and poured into his body. Afterwards, the flow of time reversed on him, and the first real person who returned to the old age turned from an old man into a handsome young man!

But it's also flashbacks.

The first real person rushed into the clouds, and sacrificed his sword with all his strength. This sword turned into a golden light all over the sky. It cut through the black cloud of thunder and lightning, and slashed firmly on the black dragon's scales.

The black dragon's furious roar filled the sky and the earth.

Gong Yu was shocked.

She remembered the secret.

That was a secret she only knew after becoming the head of the Taoist sect.

——The coming of the patriarch depends on seizing the house.

The Great Cultivator in the Human-God Realm can use the patriarch's mind to the extreme, open up all of himself, and then call the patriarch to come, but this kind of descending can only happen once in a hundred years.

Moreover, those who accept the descending of the Patriarch will undoubtedly die.

Four people died in this way in history. Gong Yu got the list and saw Gong Song's name on it. At that moment, she really understood how the human race repelled the Cangbi King back then.

Today, the same scene reappeared, and this time it was the first real person who was martyred.

They couldn't intervene and couldn't describe this battle. What they saw when they looked up was only the chaotic elemental storm and the whistling wind of hundreds of millions of ghosts.

Under the oppressive and suffocating sky, everyone felt a sense of sadness.

Because they know that the first real person can't win.

The descending Patriarch is not the real Patriarch. The real Patriarch is imprisoned in the Patriarch Mountain. He once made a will. Only when the disaster of annihilation comes, can the seal be released and his slough be released.

The Cangbi King is one of the weaker ones among the primordial existences. In addition, it has been turned into a corpse, and its strength has long since ceased to be at its peak. That's why Gong Song was able to defeat it, but...

The wind blows.

Pressed down like a torrent of steel.

The three weaker goddesses of pity, sorrow, and humility were directly crushed to the ground, and the long hair of the goddess of harvest also changed from gold to silver.

——The long hair of the Goddess of Harvest will change into four colors, which are blue, red, gold and silver, which respectively represent the greenness of spring, the heat of summer, the withering of autumn, and the silver clothing of winter. Among them, silver also represents a A kind of defense and dormancy.

Ye Qingzhai's 'windbreaker' was forcibly stripped off by the gust of wind, her long hair shook straight, and her icy jade-like skin trembled slightly, as if it was about to be melted by the hurricane.

Only sometimes Yirao and Gong Yu stand tall and straight in the wind, like rocks in the waves, neither bending nor bending.

They raised their heads in unison, their eyes locked on the black clouds churning in the waves.

boom--

No sign.

A shocking sound exploded above their heads.

The sea-like black clouds were torn apart in the blink of an eye, and the black giant dragon coiled around the sky, turning into the shadow of a demon that devoured the sky. Floating like falling, this is the trace of his death.

Many scales on the black dragon's body were already broken, blood could be seen.

But as long as it is still alive, it is an unrivaled existence for human beings.

The furious black dragon opened its huge mouth, and swooped down in a gesture of swallowing the earth.

The most famous goddesses in the whole world gathered here. If they were to perish in the next moment, it would be the saddest event in the millennium.

Gong Yu could escape, but she didn't do so. She was preparing for this moment after the battle of gods started.

Gong Yu closed his eyes.

Mountains and rivers receded, thunderstorms receded, heaven and earth receded, gods and demons receded... In the empty state of mind, she wiped away everything in an instant, leaving only herself alone.

After reaching absolute silence, the emotions in her heart surged out again.

Whether it's hatred or fear, whether it's indifference or lust, they are all refined into pure power by her at this moment. She is no longer a mortal person, but more like a fuzzy mist that gathers all human beings.

This state was broken the moment she punched.

Above Gong Yu's head, the void shattered at the tip of her fist, and she escaped into it in an instant, appearing in front of the black dragon, and threw out a fist that was plain but seemed to encompass the universe of heaven, earth and universe, and hit the dragon's head.

This is the apex of the mystical art, and also the end of the human-god realm.

The goddesses were amazed by the power of this punch. They, who had always been aloof, also deeply realized the gap between themselves and the master of the Taoist sect. But besides being amazed, they also felt desperate, because everyone knew that she could not defeat God, even if this is the punch of the pinnacle of human beings.

What happened next was beyond everyone's expectations.

The black dragon took the initiative to shut up, swallowed the dragon's breath, moved its majestic giant head, and dodged Gong Yu's punch.

Although the punch was in vain, the inertia of the punch took her to continue to rise, directly passed the black dragon's head, the void was broken again, and the next moment, Gong Yu flashed in the dragon's pupils, and punched into its eyes.

The black dragon dropped the nictitating membrane to protect the relatively fragile pupils. The nictitating membrane was bloody and bloody under Gongyu's vigorous punch. When the dragon shook its head like a hammer, Gongyu disappeared again and appeared on the dragon's head.

The Taoist master stepped on the dragon's head and looked down.

The white robe is fluttering, and the elegance is peerless.

Gong Yu still wanted to punch.

This time, the black dragon didn't agree again, it summoned the sky full of violent thunder, washed the dragon's body, and the thunder and lightning spread all over the dragon's scales, making Gong Yu lose his footing and was forced to retreat. The black dragon raised its sharp claws and easily smashed The lightning that was as thick as a mountain peak was held in his hand, and it hit the ground like throwing a spear.

"Keep the gods to kill!"

Shi Yirao shouted.

The goddesses have already stood in the formation, but unfortunately, the goddesses of admiration betrayed them, making them unable to form the most powerful silent killing formation, so they can only settle for the second best and choose a relatively weak formation.

Of course, what formation they choose still doesn't make much sense.

Previously, the picture of Gong Yu injuring the black dragon gave many people the illusion that this ancient dragon was already weak, and the human race might be able to defeat it with all their strength.

Illusions are just illusions.

The Goddess formation did restrain the black dragon, but only for a moment. This scene is no different from an elephant tied by a thin rope.

The moment the formation was destroyed, Shi Yirao flickered up with her divine art, and slapped her palm in the air. The Great Sun Frozen Art took shape instantly, and all the purple, electric and blue lights were frozen under her divine art. It's like a colored glazed surface.

The dragon claw pierces the glass mirror.

The Great Sun Frozen Technique fell apart after a breath.

In this breath, Gong Yu has used the method of star shifting in the magic technique, and brought the goddesses several miles away.

The Goddess of Qingzhai makes a lotus seal with her hands, wears the rainstorm as her clothing, and the white water as her skirt.

The rest of the goddesses were still in shock, and they clasped their swords and clasped their fists one after another, thanking the master of Taoism for their rescue.

"Okay, don't waste time, I'm not a man, and I don't need you to agree with me."

Gong Yu opened his mouth indifferently, thinking in his heart, these seven goddesses are all stunning, and it seems that they are suitable for filling the master's backyard... Of course, this is just a boring idea for her to relieve her nervous spirit, and it is not worth mentioning.

Gong Yu looked to the north.

The black sea of ​​clouds has recondensed, covering Canglong's body, only the tip of the iceberg is exposed.

Worried about Shi Yirao's safety, she quickly turned back.

The earth was in a mess.

Under the dark cloud sky, Shi Yirao knelt on one knee under the grouting thunderstorm. The lotus skirt she was covering had been dissolved by the thunderbolt, and the cold jade ice muscle that had been forged thousands of times was covered with thunderstorms. On the beautiful back, the small block letters written with gold powder are gradually dimming.

This is the ruthless glance of the ancient dragon to her, but it really fell on her, but it was this kind of immortal and indestructible tribulation thunder.

Gong Yu drew out his sword and cut it down from top to bottom.

Before the last tribulation thunder fell, Gong Yu stretched out his arms, tore open the cage-like thunder calamity, and hugged Shi Yirao's naked body tightly in his arms.

Shi Yirao confronted the real dragon.

She survived.

This is something to be proud of for human beings.

She broke open the storage ring, took out a brand new lotus robe and put it on her. At the same time, she hugged the goddess tightly in her arms, and quickly left the field of God's wrath.

"You have tattooed the Great Sun Frozen Divine Art on your body. I said back then that even if you took off your clothes and stood in front of me, I wouldn't bother to take a look. What, you didn't lie to me, did you?" Don't forget to laugh at this titular enemy.

"That's right, the magical spells I'm proud of are indeed far inferior to your magical spells." Shi Yirao said softly.

In her heart, there was also deep unwillingness and disappointment.

Seeing her admitting defeat so easily, Gong Yu was even more unhappy. She hugged Shi Yirao tightly, and using the blade of the sword as a ruler, hit her on the buttocks twice, saying: "You are the head of the Goddess of Sin, They respect and love you so much, you... In short, if you fall into a state of mind because of this, you will never fight me again in this life, do you hear me?"

Under the coercion of the Immemorial God, cracks did appear in her state of mind.

But facing Gong Yu's question, she still nodded and said indifferently, "Got it."

"It's that desperate tone again, I really want to tear your little mouth off." Gong Yu said.

In the sky, other big monks also arrived one after another.

They stepped on the magic swords flying in the sky, their robes fluttered, and they stood around the clouds, each offering rare divine treasures.

Colorful bands of light continue to light up in the sky.

Then, these priceless rare treasures turned gray and fell one by one, and the monks who were standing on the sword were also directly crushed like mud pellets under the pressure of the gods, making everyone who saw it heartbroken.

Gong Yu could not save them.

She thought that many great monks and priests of the palace family died in the same way in front of the Cangbi King.

Three hundred years have passed, and she has long since become an unimaginably tyrannical existence, but she is still so powerless in the face of such monsters.

"This dragon seems to be afraid of me, I'll try again." Gong Yu said.

"It's useless."

Shi Yirao shook his head: "Even if it stands there for you to hit, how sure are you that you can kill it?"

Gong Yu fell silent.

Shi Yirao is right, this black dragon is not like a dragon corpse, which has an obvious weakness like a heart, but it doesn't.With human swords, it is impossible to break through its scales.

But she must not just watch everyone die.

She first brought Shi Yirao to meet the goddesses.

The Holy Soil Temple is several miles away.

It was a palace buried deep in the ground, and it was impossible to see it if you looked around.

"There are only two ways now." Shi Yirao sat cross-legged, and while recovering his true energy, he said calmly: "One, let's draw our swords together, release the devil from the Sin Ring Excalibur, and let him fight the dragon Two... The second is to wait, wait until the seal keepers of the three ancestral halls on Patriarch Mountain are convinced that this is a disaster that will destroy the world, release the sealed remains of the patriarch, and let the patriarch fight the dragon."

Everyone fell silent.

When human power is exhausted, only God can be against God.

but……

The goddess of admiration is still sealed and unable to draw her sword. The great monks from Patriarch Mountain have rushed to help, but Patriarch Mountain is dead.

The black cloud moved towards the holy soil hall.

This is where the emperor sleeps, and countless precious books and sacred objects are sealed away. If this place is destroyed, the consequences will be disastrous.

The goddesses stood up one after another, forming the last fragile line of defense.

Also at this moment, a majestic voice descended from the sky, breaking through the white mist. This voice was a woman's voice, and it even sounded like—a girl:
"Wait, back down."

Shi Yirao's pupils shrank suddenly, looked back at the temple, and almost blurted out: "Your Majesty?!"

Gong Yu was also shocked.

She looked up.

A white rainbow rises from the Holy Land Hall and cuts across the sky, just like a king kneeling before court, hurricanes, rainstorms, blue thunder... all phenomena in the sky retreat after the white rainbow arrives, letting the rainbow smash into the black iron In the sea of ​​clouds.

boom--

The white rainbow broke through the clouds and fell straight to the ground.

That is a spear, the spear that was inserted in the Yaosha Tower back then!
The black cloud shattered again, and the figure of the giant dragon emerged in the sky. For the first time, a real wound appeared on his abdomen, the wound left by the giant spear.

The dragon's blood dripped down, its color was dark yellow.

　change first

　　
　
(End of this chapter)