I will bury the gods

Chapter 381 Meeting in a narrow road

As the strong wind passed through the border, the giant totem of Zhaowang Dazhen burned into a wall of fire on the snowy field.

There are a total of four Holy Spirit envoys in the Holy Tree Academy, all of whom are great masters who have been inspired by the Great Spirit Dry Tree. They have extensive knowledge, so most of the time, they are as calm as masters.

But even if this holy spirit envoy wore a white mask, he couldn't hide his shock.

There are a large number of ruins of the ancient giant family in Zhenguo, and the legend about the giant king is also recorded with certainty on the old stone slabs. In Shuzong, all the sorcerers believed that this king summoning ceremony would fail.

Including this powerful envoy of the Holy Spirit.

At this moment, between the storm and the waves, when the figure of the Giant King Wei'an came across the sea, everyone was shocked. The believers of the Giant King changed from despair to ecstasy, and they could not wait to dance about it.

This joy did not last long.

Because with the arrival of the giant king, there is also a tsunami.

The almost black sea water looks like rolled up night, in the distance it looks like a high advancing wall, but when it gets close, it is an overwhelming giant.

The giant king summoned after all the hardships did not give them strength, but brought terrible disasters.

No matter how strong a flesh and blood body is, it cannot compete with a tsunami of this level. The crowd fled in all directions after being shocked.

"Why are there so many people? Where is this place? Are they here to welcome us?"

Mu Shijing lay on the giant's shoulders, overlooking the large numbers of fleeing crowd below, and asked.

"What do you think?" Xiaohe asked angrily.

The giant stepped forward on the seabed, and the tsunami caused by the earthquake almost covered the giant's shoulders.

Along the way, the giant unintentionally stepped on many devil caves under the sea, and a large number of homeless evil spirits escaped from the seals, and rolled towards the earth together with the wind and waves, forming this appalling picture.

"Are we going to rescue them?" Mu Shijing looked at the crowd fleeing under the waves and asked.

"Save yourself first." Lin Shouxi said.

He can use the golden flame to change the direction of the Giant King, but it's pointless because he can't divert the tsunami.

"Myself?"

Mu Shijing had doubts, and the giant below had already walked towards the land along with the huge waves. When the giant pulled out the pillar-like legs from the sea water, it seemed that he had broken free from the shackles, and his forward speed was faster than before. several times!
The giant ran with the tsunami torrent.

Not long after, Mu Shijing keenly sensed several killing intents.

Her gaze turned towards the source of the killing intent.

On the towering snow-capped mountains in the distance, there are a few figures standing faintly. They should be great monks from the real country, who came to prevent the disaster from happening.

"Let's go." Lin Shouxi said.

"No matter how powerful these people are, can they still kill the Giant King?" Mu Shijing asked.

"You can't kill the Giant King, but you can kill us." Lin Shouxi said.

The giant king attracted all the attention. Although they were hiding on the shoulders and necks of the giant king, they have not been discovered yet, but with the progress of the giant, it will only be a matter of time before they are discovered.

They don't understand the real country, and if they are captured by the great cultivators of the real country, no one knows what will happen then.

To be on the safe side, Lin Shouxi planned to take advantage of the chaos and jump down the giant king's back to blend into the real country, familiarize himself with this place, and make a long-term plan.

But Lin Shouxi still underestimated the strength of the Great Cultivator of Zhenguo.

When he stood side by side with the girls on the giant's shoulders and jumped down against the strong wind, a murderous intent locked on them from afar.

Killing intent is sharp.

It was an arrow.

A heavy arrow on the top of a snow mountain.

The moment Lin Shouxi jumped up, the heavy arrow spun at high speed, tore through the sound of the wind, roared and pierced through the air, stabbing them precisely.

Generally speaking, no matter how powerful a sharpshooter is at such a long distance, they cannot guarantee the accuracy of their arrows, but this arrow is so accurate that it seems that once it is shot, it has already connected with their lives. link.

Lin Shouxi used the law of wind to assume a weird posture in the air, trying to avoid the arrow.

To no avail.

The killing intent from the tip of the arrow was connected to his heart, no matter how he avoided it, it would still only lead the golden arrow to stab him.

"You escape first."

Lin Shouxi was originally holding onto Mu Shijing's wrist. When this devastating arrow hit, he had to push Mu Shijing away to keep him away from the area affected by the golden arrow.

At the same time, Lin Shouxi also freed up a hand, and he pulled out the strongest shield he had obtained so far—the corpse of the empress from the storage ring.

After the Battle of the Dead City, he put this corpse into the ring. He had an instinctive aversion to the empress's corpse, so he never took her out. Today, he had no choice but to use her as a shield again.

It has to be said that this corpse is indeed the strongest shield in the world today.

The destructive power of the golden arrow was completely blocked by the corpses, causing no substantial damage, but the impact force still caused Lin Shouxi to slam into the giant's back heavily.

The tsunami surged from the front wrapped in majestic power.

Xiaohe hugged Lin Shouxi and plunged headlong into the huge waves that destroyed the world.

at the same time.

On the snowy mountains in the distance.

"Killed?"

The tall woman with icy muscles and bones was standing in the snow, her long pale golden hair hanging down her buttocks fluttered gently, which was incompatible with the violent wind and snow all over the mountain.

Standing in front of her was a tall and burly man. The man was holding a huge bow that ordinary people couldn't shake at all. His quiver was on his back, and each arrow was as big as a spear.

"My lord, the arrow hit me, but I'm not sure if I killed it." The burly man responded respectfully.

"How many people are there following the giant?" the woman with pale blond hair asked again.

"There are four people in total. One of them was selected by my arrow, but for some reason, another person suddenly appeared and blocked the arrow for him... Maybe, that person has a puppet spirit root, and he used the puppet to help him block the arrow .” The burly man knelt on one knee and responded.

"Sacrificing one's life to save others is not necessarily a puppet, it may also be because of...love." The blond woman said playfully.

"Love? May I ask my lord, what kind of spiritual root is that?" The burly man was puzzled.

"You don't need to know, you just need to listen to me."

The pale blonde woman with long hair looked at the giants walking among the snow-capped mountains in the distance, thought for a moment, and continued, "Find them as soon as possible. If you live, you need to see people. If you die, you need to see corpses. Don't let them interfere with the plans of the Holy Tree Garden."

"Yes." The burly man bowed his head and responded.

……

Big waves.

Things went beyond everyone's expectations.

They didn't expect that the King of Giants would really be summoned, and they didn't expect that his arrival would trigger such a horrible disaster.

The first to bear the brunt are those who participated in the ceremony of summoning the king.

Most of the people who participated in the ceremony were powerful. In the tsunami and the tide of evil spirits, they each showed their unique skills. Many escaped from the sky, but many people were submerged by the tsunami and never came out again.

"Why...why? We obviously did what the old slate said, but why did the king ignore us at all after he arrived? Why?!" A young man in gray knelt on the snowy rock, watching as he walked through the mountains. The giant who had passed, asked stupidly.

"The king only responds to his people, you are not a giant, why does he care about you?"

Behind him, the girl's voice came coldly.

The gray-clothed boy was startled, and when he turned around, he saw a girl in a pink skirt walking slowly along the narrow snowy path behind her. She twisted the sea water on the skirt, her cheeks pale.

"Special?"

The gray-clothed boy was surprised at first, and then a tinge of joy appeared in his heart—although he failed to become the entourage of the giant king, if he could get the blood marrow of King Xuan, the daughter of the Dragon Lord, it would be considered a blessing in disguise.

Thinking of this, the gray-clothed boy quickly looked around, but there was no one around, so he was very suitable for action.

"You want to fuck me?" Shuyu asked flatly.

The gray-clothed boy was shocked. In his heart, this highness of the Snow Palace was always a gentle and introverted girl. How could he say such a thing?Was she taken away?
"Okay, there's no one else around, I'm too lazy to pretend to be innocent with you, if you want to say something about your last words, hurry up, I'm in a hurry." Shu said.

"What?" The gray-clothed boy hadn't turned his head around yet.

"No?"

Shu Yu didn't ask any further questions, and walked straight towards him.

Screams sounded.

In the world of Zhenguo, the most direct way to cultivate the spiritual root is devouring. The only problem with devouring is that it is easy to go crazy, but this is not a problem at all for Shuyi.

Her spiritual root is healing.

She can heal everything and was born to devour.

The coming of the Giant King and the disaster was unexpected to her, but it didn't matter. She liked chaos. In chaos, she could kill people wantonly, devour their spiritual roots, and increase her own strength.

She pinched the gray-clothed boy's neck with her hands.

The spiritual root separated from the young man's body, wrapped around her tender fingertips, and was quickly absorbed by her.

A lewd and satisfied look appeared on Shuyu's pure cheeks, like a living evildoer.

She didn't kill the gray-clothed boy, but left him with a sigh of relief.

Then, she picked up the half-dead boy and ran to the outside of the snowy road, shouting as she ran, "Come on, help him, he's been attacked by evil spirits and he's about to die... Woohoo, is there anyone here?" , help..."

The special cry for help attracted a young man who was dedicated to saving lives.

The young man was also shocked when he saw the miserable appearance of the boy in gray. He asked Shuyu to put the boy down and let him check the injury.

The gray-clothed boy's lips twitched, as if he was saying something.

The young man put his ear close to his mouth, and finally heard him say "run away".

The screams sounded again.

Shuyu threw the two corpses into the sea tide and let the evil spirits destroy them.

Then, she straightened her pink skirt and trot along the mountain road, while Lihua yelled for help in the rain.

She met another pair of brothers.

"Help me... please help me."

Shuyu tripped over a stone and fell to the ground. She clutched her sprained leg, looked at the brothers with red eyes, and cried and begged.

"What's wrong? Why are you here?" My brother asked.

"Don't worry about it..." Shuyu wiped her tears and said in a crying voice: "This place is too scary, I can't find my way, woo...you take me away, as long as you can take me away, I can promise you anything."

"anything……"

When the brothers heard this, they thought of the same thing at the same time, and their expressions were frenzied.

"Even if you want your Xuanwang blood marrow?" The younger brother asked without hesitation.

The older brother frowned, and hit the younger brother with his elbow to signal him not to be so rude, but the younger brother was unmoved, his eyes burning.

The blood marrow of King Xuan, the daughter of the Dragon Lord, is passed down in the true kingdom. No one wants to get it, even her brothers are greedy.

"Anything is fine, anything is fine! As long as you save me!" Sitting on the ground, her pink skirt was drenched, she looked up at them delicately, and tremblingly said: "It's just...just that King Xuan has only one blood marrow. ,Um……"

Shu Yan bit his lip, hesitant to speak.

The brothers looked at each other subconsciously.

The wind and rain have calmed down a lot.

……

Mu Shijing, as a master of Yuan Chi Realm, also struggled out of the waves.

It's just that the golden arrow and the oncoming waves separated her from Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe. At this moment, Mu Shijing is sitting on the shore of the surging waves like a little duck, coughing the seawater that choked into her body, and raising her eyes. Looking out, trying to find their traces.

The waves are boundless, and there is nothing to gain.

She did not find her husband and sisters, but unfortunately found danger.

"who are you?"

Behind her, an indifferent and majestic voice came with overwhelming force, causing Mu Shijing's pupils to shrink suddenly.

Those who can walk behind her so that she is not noticed, either have hidden spiritual roots, or their strength far exceeds her.

She turned back slowly.

Behind.

A star robe magician fluttered quietly, with a crystal clear tree painted on the robe.

It was the envoy of the Holy Spirit who possessed the spiritual root of doubt.

When the giant arrived, the envoy of the holy spirit noticed that there seemed to be something standing on the shoulder of the giant king.

The idea of ​​"someone standing on the shoulders of giants" is unbelievable, but he, who has always been rigorous, did not ignore this possibility. He searched all the way and finally found this girl.

Mu Shijing immediately drew out the death certificate and aimed at the envoy of the Holy Spirit.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you, I will take you back to the Holy Tree Courtyard, and use the slave soul method to find out your origin." The holy spirit envoy said.

Mu Shijing was not given any chance to defend himself.

The holy spirit envoy directly activated the spiritual root of doubt.

"What is the origin of the evil spirits?" the Holy Spirit envoy asked.

When trapping a specific person with the spiritual root of doubt, he would often use a specific question. He casually uttered an unsolved problem, trying to trap Mu Shijing with this question, and then take her away.

Something that shocked the Holy Spirit happened.

"Back then the origin came from outer space..." Mu Shijing said coldly, and began to answer directly.

The language of Zhenguo and Shenshan come from the same origin, and there are only a few words that are different. She has mastered the official dialect of Zhenguo naturally.

Just for a moment.

The prison of doubt breaks down.

Mu Shijing came out of the prison safe and sound.

How can it be? !
The Holy Spirit was shocked, the questioning spiritual root is a legendary spiritual root, there are only two ways to get out of the doubt, either answer the question he asked correctly, or have a spiritual root that can crack the questioning spiritual root.

Of course, the spiritual root of doubt also has limitations: the same question can only be asked once, and unanswerable questions are not allowed.

Obviously, the way Mu Shijing came out was the former.

Maybe she just happened to know the answer to this question...

The Holy Spirit caused confusion, and he activated his spiritual root again: "What is the truth about the demise of the World Tree?"

Mu Shijing gave an answer again.

Whether it is the girl in the black skirt who can answer this matter, or the answer she gave is shocking enough.

Paleness and origin... Did such a thing happen back then? !

The Great Spirit Dry Tree bestowed the Holy Spirit with supreme wisdom, only those ancient secrets were walls that wisdom could not touch, but today, this mysterious girl smashed the wall in front of him.

The envoy of the Holy Spirit has not had such emotions for many years...

Who is she?

The sound of the giant's feet stepping on the ground resounded in the distance, like thunder rumbling among the distant clouds.

The Holy Spirit immediately understood.

The one who can know these distant secrets must be an existence from ancient times who has lived to this day. This girl came with the giant king, then...

"Are you the old department of the Giant King?" the Holy Spirit Envoy blurted out.

Mu Shijing shook his head slightly, stared at the Holy Spirit Envoy with black and white eyes, and said casually: "It is my old department."

……

"You, you are..."

The Holy Spirit was so shocked that his mind was almost blank. He stared at the indifferent girl in front of him, and couldn't help using honorifics.

"You won't be able to use your spirit root a few times today, so think about what you want to ask next."

Mu Shijing clasped his hands behind his hands, and his cold voice was like frost from the delicate red lips: "I will allow you to ask all the questions before you die. In this way, you will die on the day of hearing the truth, and die on the day of hearing the truth." On the day of Dao, I don't think you will have too many regrets, right?"

In the eyes of the envoy of the Holy Spirit, the girl in the black dress had excellent bones and top talents, but her level was by no means high, but for some reason, at this moment, he did not doubt at all that she had the ability to kill him easily.

Are you here already...

If you die after hearing the truth, will you really have no regrets...

"Is there nothing to ask?" Mu Shijing asked.

She raised her hand slowly, and the murderous intent was released from her skirt, very faint but sharp.

suddenly.

The Holy Spirit made him kneel on one knee and put his fist to his chest.

"I am willing to follow you." The Holy Spirit spoke quickly: "I can see that your current condition is not good. Presumably, you have also worn out your strength over hundreds of millions of years, and you need to recover urgently. You don't need to consume strength to kill me , I am willing to follow you and become your believer."

"My condition is indeed not good." Mu Shijing admitted frankly, and then changed the topic, "But what qualifications do you have to become my believer?"

The Holy Spirit made him unable to answer, trembling all over.

Mu Shijing looked at him quietly.

for a long time.

The girl sighed softly, and said with some reluctance: "If you are willing to help me wholeheartedly, I can give you one chance, but only one time. If you betray, I will kill you without mercy."

"Thank you, sir." The Holy Spirit lowered his head.

"Swear allegiance." Mu Shijing said.

The terrified Holy Spirit envoy didn't think about it anymore, he directly raised his hand, cut his palm with a sword, and began to swear: "On the tree of the great spirit, I made a blood oath, vowing to be loyal to the death..."

The words paused a bit.

"You can call me Master Mu." Mu Shijing said.

"Master Mu?"

The envoy of the Holy Spirit immediately thought of the World Tree. He seemed to understand something, and without any hesitation, he held the blood on his palm tightly and swore to the sky: "I would like to swear allegiance to Master Mu to the death. Body, death by a thousand swords is not a pity!"

"Get up." Mu Shijing said calmly.

"May I ask Master Mu what you want me to do?" the envoy of the Holy Spirit asked respectfully.

"No need for now, I have something to deal with, and I will call you when necessary." Mu Shijing said, "Resign."

"Yes."

The Holy Spirit makes excuses.

Mu Shijing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

If the envoy of the Holy Spirit did not leave, she was afraid that she would not be able to pretend anymore.

She looks cold and majestic on the surface, but in her heart she keeps calling for help to the young lady, hoping that she can borrow some strength to let her kill this holy spirit envoy who is full of questions and pretending to be gods and ghosts. Unfortunately, her voice is almost hoarse, and the young lady did not give a little bit. respond.

Is the situation not urgent enough, or is it that the landlord really has no food left...

Mu Shijing didn't know either.

Whenever she needs to be self-reliant, she can always burst out with amazing calmness and wisdom.

Fortunately, the envoy of the Holy Spirit was overwhelmed by her shocking answers, convinced her, and did not dare to act disobediently again.

Even though the envoy of the Holy Spirit left, she still maintained that coldness and arrogance, like a true god traveling through the world.

She looked at the surging tide, a look of worry flashed in her eyes.

I don't know where Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe went...

……

Shuyu wiped away the blood from the corner of her mouth, and raised her head, almost moaning out of contentment.

She restrained her desire.

This massacre has only just begun, and there are still many people to be killed today.

If you can refine the spiritual root of healing to a new level...

Shuyu restrained her ambition.

She walked out from the dirty snow cliff full of blood, just in time to see a couple of teenagers and girls by the tide.

The boy had long hair and could not see his face clearly. He was holding a little girl in his arms. The little girl had rare snow-white hair.

"The prey is coming again."

Shuyu's small tongue licked her lips, she lifted her pink skirt and ran towards them while crying for help.

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