I will bury the gods

Chapter 341 Ancient History
Heavy rain.

The raindrops splashed and collided in the air, shattered into cold mist, and drowned the dead city.

A few years ago, Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing had a decisive battle here. Behind the Avalokitesvara statue in the Rain Temple, the dark door opened, and the old king in yellow came here, and his swollen and scaly tentacles danced in the rain.

Every time the emperor wakes up, the nearby dragons will also wake up. The dead city is connected to the altar of the Wu family. Nie Chi fled that time.

She is the emperor and the emperor in yellow.

The tentacles hidden under the old yellow robe were covered with scales. She never hid these scaled tentacles, and let them blow in the wind no matter when she was in the dead city or in the domain of the gods.Similarly, she is Ji Luoyang's direct guide and also the direct destroyer of God's Domain.

She never hides herself, which comes from her arrogance.

She is too arrogant, so arrogant that she is never afraid of suspicion - no one will associate the evil king in yellow with the holy emperor.

She is also an evil dragon.

The dragon is her enemy, and the evil god is also her enemy. Of course, the evil dragon is also something that must be killed-under the sword of killing the clan, any killing of the same clan will cause the extinction of the entire clan, so she has to fight against the sword of killing the clan. Slay all the evil dragons and destroy her kin before she is reborn.

So the sleeping evil dragon in the Yaosha Tower also died.

All the seemingly accidental stories are connected in series by a dark thread.

The emperor seemed to be sleeping in the holy soil hall all the time, but in fact he never left their side.Now, the deepest shadow behind the curtain has finally come to the stage, everything is back to the starting point, back to this dead city, this is the beginning of destiny, where the Empress is reborn.

"Do you think you're smart?"

The empress' identity was broken, but Liulitong was still as cold as ice pills.

Her remnant body has grown completely, and her crystal clear legs are stepped in the rain, and the blue blood vessels under the skin can be clearly seen. She looks very weak... Fighting to the death with the Lord of Black Scales and the God of Tide Wisdom, and passing the ceremony After refining herself, the newly born her fell into an unprecedented weakness.

But this is just God's weakness. Compared with humans, she is still powerful, unreasonably powerful.

"Or, do you think you can beat me today?"

The empress's calm voice overwhelmed the heavy rain, and her glazed pupils looking at the world contemptuously glanced at Lin Shouxi and Gong Yu, as if to say, "You are also worthy?" '.

Lin Shouxi didn't answer.

Although he guessed the truth, he knew that everything he did was a last resort. He couldn't stop the emperor's rebirth, so he could only turn the dead city into a battlefield before the dust settled, trying to bring the new king back to life. beheaded.

This is a whimsical decision, but also the only chance.

If the Empress is allowed to return to the Holy Land Palace smoothly, she will definitely become the most terrifying monster after the two ancient gods.

This is the helplessness of human beings... Even if they have insight into everything, they still have to face a small possibility with their lives.

"So, why are you doing all this so violently?" Mu Shijing was puzzled.

"Do you really not remember anything?" The Empress' voice suddenly became gentle.

"What should I remember? Say what you want to say, don't say it if you don't, don't play charades with this girl!" Mu Shijing bit his red lips, very angry.

The empress originally didn't want to answer any of their questions, but it was Mu Shijing who asked the question, so she chose to answer: "The purpose of Yu Chang'an's reincarnation is to refine my dragon nature and original spirit out of my body. The same source, they all come from the most primitive spirit, but the bodies that carry the spirit are not the same."

The empress answered Mu Shijing's doubts. Her voice passed through the rainstorm and thousands of years, carrying the vicissitudes engraved by the years, and returned to the age when the gods danced: "Many years ago, I was originally a dragon. , is the dragon above the King of Cangbi and the King of Void White, that belongs to the era of dragons, except for Pale, there is no creature stronger than me in the world, the world is a kingdom ruled by dragons, we are here There danced and sang, never to fall. Until...until that thing appeared."

"That day is called the evening of the gods."

The Queen's voice began to tremble slightly, even after so many years, she could still clearly feel fear.

"Origin?" Gong Yu immediately came to his senses.

"Well, the origin, that is, the Fusang in your mouth has come." The empress said calmly: "It comes from the starry sky, from the dirtiest and most evil starry sky. The world tree did not belong to this world at first. He is an outer god. But he Once it comes, it incomprehensibly occupies the position of the origin of all things. Except for the dragon race, it is the origin of all living beings. Destroying it is equivalent to destroying the world.

Since then, the evil gods have risen unstoppably from the deep sea, the sea has been polluted, and the battle between Pale and Origin has almost destroyed the land. During that dark time called "Twilight", I witnessed countless dragons and creatures The death of many people, including many races that are more intelligent than humans, is the demise of the entire ethnic group, which is shocking enough to numb the gods.I almost crazily longed for power, longing for more powerful power, so I accepted the original god, and became the first evil dragon, and also the most powerful evil dragon of all time...but it was not enough, far from enough. "

This is the first time she has told about her past in front of the world.

This history should not have been a secret, but she concealed it in order to deceive the newly awakened human beings.

The empress couldn't remember how long she hadn't really spoken to the living beings.

"The restlessness and gloom, despair and sadness of the original turbidity affect me all the time, dragging me into the abyss. I am tired of them." The empress said: "Although I have refined myself through reincarnation, I will belong to a part of the 'dragon' Strip off the body, and then, in order to completely separate out the original turbidity and lure the God of Consciousness to wake up, he wants to swallow my original turbidity and become stronger, and I also want to abandon them and regain a new life."

The Goddess and the world thought that His Majesty's return was to kill the God of Wisdom of the Tide, but they didn't know that in the thick fog that no one could see clearly, the human emperor had completed a deal with the evil god.

They each got what they needed.

"Is Fusang the outer god who almost destroyed the world..." Gong Yu's mind froze.

"For the gods, the idea that destroying the origin is equivalent to destroying the world has long been ingrained. Even if it's just a seed, no one is willing to take the risk of killing you, including me." The empress said.

Gong Yu lowered her head and looked at the position of her heart, not knowing whether to be happy or worried.

"What about you? You worked so hard to extract the characteristics of dragons and evil gods in your body to become a human? To become the original human being you wrote in the history books?" Mu Shijing continued to ask.

"No matter how powerful a dragon is, it cannot be as strong as Pale, and no matter how powerful an evil god is, it cannot be as powerful as the original point. Even if humans were not worth mentioning in the intelligent race back then, how could I become them?" All Storms: "I'm going to be a new, unprecedented life, I'm going to be the only lone man on a high throne, and then I'm going to declare war on the stars. I've found that way."

If Lin Shouxi hadn't understood her identity and dragged her into the dead city through the gate of another world, then she was really on the road to becoming the new king.

But the Empress was not worried.

In her eyes, her path is the inevitability of history, and anyone standing in front of the wheel of time is a weak praying mantis destined to be crushed to death.

The sound of the rainstorm was noisy and noisy, no one spoke, but it seemed extraordinarily quiet.

"Do you have any questions?" said the Empress.

This is her kindness. For thousands of years, finally a human being stood in front of her, so she gave her due kindness.

"Why are all the other evil gods sealed, but you are the only one awake?" Lin Shouxi asked the doubts in his heart.

"Good question."

The empress nodded, and said: "This is my real secret, which surpasses the kindness I owe you. If you can surpass my edge, I will give you all the answers."

bang-

The sudden lightning cracked the sky.

The dim dead city flickers on and off.

The thunder liquid poured into the empress' crystal clear body impartially, and the bright yellow robe wrapped her body airtightly, only revealing her bare feet and perfect face.

Both the dragon and the evil god have been removed, and her robe has changed from turbid yellow to holy gold. At least at this moment, she is human.

Torrential rain.

Thousand-handed Avalokitesvara has a lotus seal in her hands, and her eyebrows are gentle.

The girl in yellow stands under the statue of Avalokitesvara, more solemn than Buddha.

"I heard that you won all the fairies and goddesses."

Standing in the ruins of the Guanyin Pavilion, the empress looked down at Gongyu, her cold and arrogant figure in white fur robes and fox drape made God feel a little dazzling, "This is where you lost."

The sky was full of thunder and thunder.

The rain was louder.

The majestic and distant history has turned into dust, and above the dust, the newly born empress declared war on mankind.

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God mountain.

The monks on Shenshou Mountain became a mess.

"What's going on? Where's the ancestor's secret Dao refining tool? Where's the ancestor's Da Luo Baowan? Why are they gone? Who, who broke into the main hall and stole them all!"

The Great Elder looked at the empty treasure chests and became furious.

"Only Lin Shouxi came here yesterday." Someone replied.

"Lin Shouxi? Who is he?" The Great Elder was confused.

"The Great Elder has been in seclusion for too long, and he still doesn't know about the gods guarding the mountain." A monk replied, "Lin Shouxi is the new mountain lord."

"The new mountain master? How old is he, what realm is he, and which mountain gate did he come from?" the Great Elder asked.

The monks looked at each other, unable to speak.

After knowing the ins and outs of the matter, the Great Elder was even more dumbfounded. He was surprised and angry, and said: "Even if he got the seal and sealed the mountain lord, all the treasures hidden in the main hall are the thousand-year-old treasures of the Shenshou Mountain." , How can he let him be looted like a robber? Are you all watching a show, why didn't anyone go up and stop it?"

"It's Master Uncle who won't stop you." The monk said respectfully.

"Master uncle? Which master uncle?" the Great Elder asked.

"The owner of Xuanmiao Pavilion is also your master." The monk replied.

The elder was stunned again.

"What is this old fool going crazy about?"

He also had no time to get angry, because the news that the God of Tide Sense had broken through the wilderness and was approaching the wall of God had spread to Shenshou Mountain in a hurry. If the God of Tide Sense destroyed the wall of God, even the most precious treasures would become waste.

Outside the god wall, a thick gray fog enveloped everything. Anyone who tried to escape through the thick fog would instantly turn into a desperate lunatic, and then be swallowed up by billions of evil spirits.

Human beings cannot stop the evil god from coming.

Before the real god of knowing the tide came, several little evil gods had crossed the dense fog and arrived at the top of the city first. They climbed to the top of the tower with the overwhelming talismans on them, their teeth grinding in their eye sockets, and their eyeballs on their lips. Wriggling in the air, the sticky tentacles opened and closed like flowers, and in the invisible chanting, the weak-minded monk fell into madness in an instant.

The little evil god is already like this, and when the real evil god arrives, the scene of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood is already foreseeable.

At the same time, Xuanmiao Pavilion.

The old man sitting in the reclining chair struggled to get up, and found the sword he used when he was young from the sword pavilion. He bent his body and walked out of the pavilion with the sword on his back.

The entrance of Xuanmiao Pavilion was full of disciples.

The disciple tried his best to dissuade the teacher from leaving. The teacher is old and has made countless contributions to mankind in his life, so he shouldn't just die like this.

"Where can I go if I don't go to the wall of gods? Patriarch Mountain?" The old man asked with a wry smile.

"The god who knows the tide breaks the city, this is a disaster that will destroy the world, and the patriarch will definitely take action." The disciple said.

"Martial arts have fists, and swordsmen have swords. Why wait for others to strike? Ordinary people work hard all their lives and are willing to support the holy mountain. What they want to raise are immortals who can build high walls for them and resist disasters, not when disasters come. , a cripple who escapes faster than ordinary people."

The old man spoke slowly, his voice full of disappointment: "I have been resting for more than a hundred years, this bone is about to rest and fall apart, and all my contemporaries have died, I should have gone to see them long ago."

The disciples bowed their heads in shame, closed their lips tightly, and said nothing, but still blocked the door.

"Get out of the way," said the old man.

No one moved.

"Step aside!"

The old man's voice was abrupt and harsh, and his cloudy pupils shot out a gleam, like an angry lion.

Everyone's heart trembled, and then they slowly stepped aside and parted a path. The old man walked through the crowd with his sword on his back.I don't know who sobbed, and soon, many people began to cry, crying sadly.

The old man looked at them with unconcealable disappointment in his eyes.

"Ah--"

suddenly.

Amidst the mournful cries, there was a short but touching laugh.

Many people were stunned.

How could anyone dare to laugh at such a sad moment?
"You cry so sadly, do you want to cry to break Master's Dao heart, or do you want to drown the God of Consciousness with tears?" The woman's voice was full of teasing and mocking, "After so many years, the disciples of Shenshou Mountain are really It’s not as good as a generation.”

The old pavilion master was stunned.

He raised his head, and suddenly there was a figure standing at the end of the crowd, a familiar yet unfamiliar figure.

"You...you are..." The old pavilion master's old body trembled violently.

In the eyes of the disciples, the master is always calm, as calm as the sea. They have never seen such an expression on the master, so they looked at the comer one after another.

The visitor was dressed in a blue dress, with a gentle and beautiful face, and looked very young. Those light glass-colored deep eyes reminded people of the starry sky in cool autumn.

"Master, don't you remember the disciple?" The woman in the green skirt walked up to him gracefully.

"Ying... Yinger?"

After a long time, the old pavilion master was convinced that this was not a dream.

"Well, Ying'er is back." The woman in the green skirt said in an extremely gentle voice.

She stretched out her hand, untied the sword from the master's back, and tied it around her waist: "Master is quite old, and he should have stayed in the pavilion well to take care of his life. Such a young man's blood is left to us." It’s good for the younger generation to come and burn it.”

The woman's hand caressed the old cheek of the master, as if she wanted to smooth the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, but no matter how slender and gentle the woman's hand was, it could not withstand the ruthless power of time.

The old man finally burst into tears looking at this apprentice whom he once regarded as his daughter.

Gong Ying leaned over slightly, and said softly: "The Dao fire is still on, why should Master weep?"

She looked at the other disciples, smiled lightly, and her words changed from tenderness to firmness: "The emperor abandoned you, but it doesn't matter, gods do not guard the mountain, I will come."

Qinghong rises from the ground.

The earth-shattering bang filled the entire Shenshou Mountain like thunder.

This is a power far beyond the realm of human beings and gods. It erupted from the willow-like body of a woman, frightening the people all over the mountain.

Qinghong is like a bridge.

From the Xuanmiao Pavilion directly to the God Wall.

On the wall of gods, countless little evil gods revealed their ferocious and disgusting bodies in the thick fog.

The crowd was frightened by these monsters and fled in all directions.

Seeing them, Gong Ying smiled calmly.

"You have maintained this appearance for too long, and you all have to forget what you were originally. You monsters who have been patched together with the turbidity of the gods, today, let you show your original shape."

Before everyone realized who the tall man was, the tall woman had already handed out a sword.

The sword light is like a tide, filling the world.

It was a frenzy of countless dazzling threads.

The mighty little evil gods had no power to resist in such a wave of light.

Their strong bodies were cut off easily, as if they were not favored by the god of tides at all, but seaside freshness on the cutting board.

Countless limbs and arms were floating in the air.

The cries of the evil gods were angry and resentful.

"It's not over yet." Gong Ying smiled.

She snapped her fingers.

moment.

In the air, all the broken limbs of the evil spirits began to piece together again.

All the broken limbs were put back together according to their original appearance.

Their appearance suddenly became extremely clear.

Squids, octopuses, razor clams, ship borers, sea anemones, tube worms, nautilus, snails, mussels and other countless molluscs floating in the air. Looking at themselves, they seem to be unable to accept such weak creatures. They all uttered strange and mournful cries, which were more painful cries than death.

There are no so-called evil spirits, they are monsters stitched together by countless soft-bodied creatures, and over time, they all forget their own appearance.

Gong Ying withdrew her sword.

In the thick fog, the veil of fear has been completely torn away, and these mollusk creatures twist their original bodies in the air, which is ridiculous.

　change first

　　
　
(End of this chapter)