I will bury the gods

Chapter 404

No one knows about Xianyuan's past.

She outlived everyone present.

In the hundreds of years before today, Xian Yao has never doubted her past. She is a natural ascetic, like an ice lotus out of a swamp, but unlike a fairy like Lu Shu, she was born with There was blood that could not be wiped away, it was her killing intent brought out from hell.

Her life is perfect, gathering energy, congealing pills, breaking the realm, and becoming a fairy in one go.

As early as more than 300 years ago, she reached the apex of monks in the real country. If she wants to go further, she must break through the limits of human beings and climb the spiral ladder of life evolution to become king.

This is the road to becoming a god, and Xianyuan wrote it into his destiny.

but……

"You're crazy." Xian Yao repeated.

Chu Lu didn't argue anymore, she raised her pierced right hand, stretched it out in front of Xian Yao, and said coldly: "Hold my hand, I'll show you your past, you... dare?"

Xianyuan looked at the bloody hand.

Everyone looked at the bloody hand.

The development of things has already deviated from everyone's expectations.

People are very keen to discuss those mysterious big figures, and Xianyuan is the most dazzling one among them. There are countless rumors about her, and no one has ever really discussed the authenticity of the rumors. But at this moment, this ignorant girl, He stretched out his hand aggressively, as if he wanted to make a final conclusion on everything.

Xianyuan was silent.

"You will definitely hold my hand." Chulu said to her.

"Why?" Xian invited asked.

"Sister, although you seem to be an otherworldly immortal, you rebelled against your family and blood, and disdain all the battles of mortal spirits, but you still hope that you are perfect in the eyes of the world, so you deliberately modify your past , Now, so many people are watching you, whether it is true or not, you must hold my hand."

Chu Lu's voice was very weak, and every time she said a word, she had to pant for a long time, as if she was about to faint at any moment, and the fingers she held out were trembling, "Grab my hand, grab it, I will take the real You... give it back to you."

Xian Yao looked at the ring-shaped giant building that was full of seats.

She is a fairy, but all eyes are drawn back to the mortal world. Of course, she can refute Chu Lu, saying that she has never been troubled by false fame, but...

She found that she couldn't walk away, and she hated such hesitation.

"Back then, I shouldn't have let that old woman give birth to you. At that time, an old fortune teller advised me that you were my destiny, but I didn't believe it."

Xian Yao said so, but raised his sleeves, slowly grabbed Chu Lu's hand, and held it.

No one knew what Xian Yao saw.

All people can see is the picture of the pair of sisters who are very different in age, holding hands in a pool of blood. Many years later, people may still give this scene the name of "warmth".

But now, there was only coldness on Xianyuan's cheek.

The Spiritual Root of Memories is like a breeze, blowing away the dust covering the memories, allowing it to reveal its original appearance clearly. Xianyou stared at it, as if staring at another person's past, until 'that person' puts on makeup in the mirror Only then did she suddenly realize through the second-order virtual image in the mirror that this was herself.

She was born in a big family, and she was taught many things when she was a child, including knowledge and etiquette, but she didn't have practice, which seemed taboo to her.

The reason why she was not allowed to practice was very simple. At that time, the resources for cultivating were extremely scarce, and the family could only cultivate two or three top monks with all their efforts. Her background was not dazzling in the family, and it was impossible to obtain the resources for cultivating.

On the contrary, she is a resource. She knew at a very young age that she would be sent to Snow Realm City after the age of 16 to be a concubine for that lustful city lord in exchange for a lot of family benefits for others to practice.

She doesn't want to live such a life.

All of this is filled with a sense of amusing familiarity, which is not because she recalls the past, but because she has seen such a life not long ago—seen in Chulu.

Unlike her, she made a decision on her 16th birthday, while Chu Lu was three years earlier than her.

The birthday party is brightly lit.

She knelt behind that respected old fairy teacher, kowtowing until her head was bleeding.

"You have dual spiritual roots, and you can live until now only because you have not practiced Taoism. Once you embark on the path of Taoism, you will go crazy sooner or later." The old fairy teacher said.

"If I'm not crazy, can I walk out of a different path from others?" Xian Yao asked.

"Throughout the ages, no one has been able to withstand the dual spiritual roots." The old immortal master said.

"I'll be the first."

Xian Yao raised her face, blood dripped from her forehead, staining the corners of her lips red.

The old immortal master did not express his opinion.

The family members chased them out, and the unfaithful and unfilial curses were ear-piercing. She followed behind the old immortal master without looking back. at her feet.

So, when did memories start to change?
"It's dual spiritual roots."

Chulu seemed to have heard her heart, and spoke slowly.

A picture of memory emerges.

Xianyuan remembered.

The reason why people cannot control the dual spiritual roots is because the spiritual roots can only parasitize on one consciousness, and the dual spiritual roots will snatch the control of the consciousness and eventually tear the spirit apart.

In order to fight against Shuanglinggen, Xianyou used her powerful spiritual power to imagine another life and simulated it as a false self.

The spiritual root of the flower is parasitic in this false self, and it has not seen through the trick of the fairy invitation.

Therefore, in Xianyuan's memory, there are two completely different lives.

This process sounds simple, but it took Xianyou nearly a hundred years, and the pain and struggle in it were indescribable. She was once on the verge of losing control and was in danger.

Over time, she herself couldn't tell which paragraph was true and which was false.

She chose to remember one of them.

Today, Chu Lu told her that you remembered wrongly.

"I forgot it myself, why do you still remember?"

The 13-year-old Xian Yao has not yet started to practice. She is just a girl who has lived in the boudoir for a long time. Occasionally, she will take out the chivalrous storybook hidden under the pillow, and imagine in her dream that she is riding a white lion and killing the snow disaster beast.She like that cannot be Chu Lu's opponent.

Xian invites his head up.

Clouds that were bluer than the sky slid past her eyes, and the color of the sun became more and more red, igniting the entire twilight.

Logically speaking, the Thirteen Spiritual Sect Dao Trial Meeting is about to come to an end.

But it ended with her failure.

"You won." Xian invited said.

There was silence.

No one dared to cheer for Goddess' failure.

No matter what kind of past she has, it will not shake her current status.

Chulu wanted to smile, but she couldn't move her expression, and she didn't think about what to ask her sister. The joy brought to her by the miraculous victory was enough to satisfy her.

At this time.

The brass-colored bird flew over her again.

A trace of coldness suddenly appeared in Xian Yao's bewildered eyes.

"Prisoner King?"

Xian Yao recognized him, but he was just a servant kept by the Prisoner King. In the past, the Lingzong Huidao, that lecherous Prisoner King would always come to the venue, and then he would write a list to rank the newcomers this year.

Strangely, this time he didn't come.

Xian Yao didn't care whether he came or not, but today, she was in a low mood, so this yellow eagle that flew over the sky repeatedly provoked her unreasonable anger.

She stretched out her left hand and pointed to the sky, trying to kill the yellow eagle.

"Goddess, spare my life, Goddess, spare my life, I'm leaving!" Huang Ying yelled in fright.

A flower blooms before it, enveloping it.

When the yellow eagle fell out of the flower, its body was covered with cuts and bruises, and it only flapped its wings and fled in a panic.

Xianyuan frowned slightly.

Others lamented the kindness of Lord Xianyao not to kill, but only Xianyao himself realized the problem - logically speaking, this yellow eagle should be wiped out, how could there be any reason to survive?
"elder sister?"

Chu Lu also realized that something was wrong, and showed a questioning look.

"You broke my other consciousness."

Xian Yao came back to her senses slowly, with mist in her eyes, she said: "The spiritual root of the flower has nowhere to go, it wants to break free from me."

……

The yellow eagle flew back to the nest.

Prisoner Wang didn't care about its life or death. He stared into its eyes and saw what happened in the dojo, he couldn't help laughing: "God help me, God help me too! This girl named Chulu really helped me a lot , although I don't know how much Xianyuan's level has dropped, but she is by no means my opponent now."

"Are you going to reap the benefits?" Huang Ying asked.

The Prisoner King laughed so fatly that his flesh trembled wildly.

He has been preparing for a long time.

"Half a year ago, I had a dream. In the dream, I got a revelation from the gods. The gods told me that as long as I offered him the designated sacrifice on time, he would give me supreme power and choose me as his The only and supreme believer on earth. I did."

Prisoner King said what he had been holding back in his heart for a long time. He suppressed his smile and said, "During the past six months, I have responded to all the requests of the gods, even if it is the request of cutting off my own flesh as a sacrifice. Satisfaction was given... Now, it's time to pay back."

He lifted his robe, revealing the striking scar beneath it.

In the past six months, he, who was notorious, was particularly quiet. He even suppressed his desires, and did not do those things that bully men and women... What suppressed him was a greater desire.

He wants to guide that god to descend, he wants to become the master of the real country, and let that proud fairy prostrate at his feet.

For this purpose, all restraint seems so worthwhile.

Huang Ying could see the excitement of his master.

But it still feels that the owner has been deceived.

The drama on the stage continued.

Not to mention, the little boy looked scrawny, but after wearing the leather puppet clothes of the calamity demon, he danced so vividly that he couldn't help but evoke the long-lasting memories of the Prisoner King.When the performance was over, he decided to reward the actor with a sum of money and a woman.

Prisoner Wang looked at the stage but was already absent-minded.

He couldn't wait.

While waiting anxiously, a majestic voice sounded in the Prison King's heart: "It's time to start."

Prisoner King's eyes brightened up.

"coming--"

He raised his head and responded to an invisible existence. Although he still didn't know which god chose him, he was sure that the other party also possessed extraordinary power.

The prisoner raised his hand.

moment.

Countless clouds gathered towards the sky here, and gathered into a black cloud rotating turbine.

In the center of the vortex, a black beam of light descended from the sky, piercing through the top of the room and connecting with the prisoner king's raised palm.

The beam of light is like iron like a spear.

The divine revelation came, and endless power poured into the prisoner king's body.

His already bloated body suddenly swelled several times.

The yellow eagle fluttered and flew away, and the actors on the stage screamed loudly, not daring to perform again.

"It's actually real this time?!" Huang Ying was dumbfounded.

Prisoner King's expression gradually turned cold.

He is a human being who is about to ascend to the gods, and he has begun to learn the indifferent demeanor of those peerless masters.

Born vision.

The vision attracted many eyes.

Many people gathered here, including Gu Ciqing and Lu Shu.

"Prisoner King? What are you doing?" Gu Ciqing took off the longbow on his back.

The main hall where the Prisoner King originally lived has collapsed under this powerful force that appeared out of thin air, and everyone can clearly see his appearance of receiving the power of divine enlightenment.

Prisoner King did not respond to Gu Ciqing's question.

Gu Ciqing no longer hesitated.

In an instant, the golden arrow was on the bowstring, and the bowstring was pulled to the full moon, and shot out between the goddess' jade fingers.

air.

The golden light flashed by.

Then, an astonishing scene happened.

The Prisoner King actually caught the arrow that was bound to hit with his bare hands!
Gu Ciqing's pupils shrank suddenly.

The prisoner king held the golden arrow in his palm, and his grinning laughter became louder and louder: "Gu Ciqing, are you used to pampering yourself, and this arrow has only this little strength?"

"You believe in evil gods?!" Gu Ciqing looked at the black pillar soaring into the sky, and immediately understood that it was Mo Qi.

The demon wants to use him as a container to come down to the world!
It happened so suddenly that no one thought of it, and no one guessed it.

Everyone in the world thinks that although Prisoner King is greedy for money and lustful, but after all, he has slain disaster demons, after all, he has a heart for the human race. Unexpectedly...

"Is there a problem?"

Prisoner King asked coldly, and said: "Don't think I don't know, you people, in order to fight against the coming darkness, have also secreted the medicine of resistance from everyone. Belief in evil gods is a rebellion against human beings. What about you?" ? You use the resources produced by the human race, only for your own livelihood, and you lied about the coming of darkness, is it considered a rebellion?"

"How do you..."

Gu Ciqing didn't know how the secret was leaked.

"We developed the quality of the undead to go deep into the snowfield of the undead and fight against the evil gods." Gu Ci said coldly.

Prisoner King laughed.

"Listen carefully to what you said, do you believe it yourself?" Prisoner King shook his head and said, "You are respected by humans, but to the evil gods, what is the difference between you and the ants everywhere? You big The monks have been hiding, you have hidden an extremely important thing!"

The Prisoner King paused, and continued: "You said that after you finished your preparations, you would open the seal of the Undead Snowfield and fight the King of the Gray Tomb, but no... When will the seal of the Undead Snowfield be released? It depends on you, it only depends on the Lord of the Gray Tomb who is sealed... The seal has been loosened long ago, and the Lord of the Gray Tomb is also accumulating strength. He may break through the sealed door at any time, causing the tide of darkness to flood the entire True Kingdom !"

"For this, the people in the Holy Tree Academy and the Dragon Lord Hall are well aware. You are ready to face the darkness, but what about other people who are fooled by you? Do they know?"

"You are meaner than I am."

Prisoner King kept laughing, his body was getting bigger and bigger, as if it was made of hundreds of people, like a huge meat mountain, at the same time, on his body full of fat, one after another His hands protruded from the sides, like a fat maggot with countless arms and legs.

The apocalypse continues.

The prisoner king glanced around, looked at the fleeing crowd, and said in a loud voice: "There are too few people now, wait for the suzerains of the Thirteen Spiritual Sects to arrive, wait for the holy spirit envoys of the Holy Tree Court to arrive, and wait for the son of the Dragon Lord to arrive." My daughters are here, I will tell you what kind of revelation I have received, and at the same time, I will also tell you what great things I will use this power to do.”

Gu Ciqing jumped up and shot three more arrows.

Two arrows were blocked.

The last arrow shot into his body, but couldn't penetrate the fat layer, and was thrown back after being pulled out by the Prisoner King.

This thrown arrow was more powerful than Gu Ciqing's shot. Gu Ciqing was hit by the arrow and slid down the long street. Wherever his feet passed, the street was shattered.

Lu Shu also shot.

She sacrificed a round of pure white full moon, causing it to expand a hundred times, covering the demon prisoner king.

Prisoner Wang shattered the full moon with a fist, then dropped his palm from the rain of broken moon, and hit Lu Shu. Lu Shu wanted to escape, but was entangled by the bound spirit root, making it difficult to escape for a while.

At the critical moment, it was Gu Ciqing who flew up and dragged her away.

At the same time, the elders of the major spiritual sects also came, including the masters of Yuanmian Sect, Killing God Sect and many other sects.

Seeing this scene, the great monks of the Lingzong didn't talk nonsense, they sacrificed magic weapons one after another, and surrounded the prisoner king.

Prisoner King has not yet become a real god, although his body has been hit by many blows and left many scars, but he is indifferent to these pains, just waving the big hand of the cattail fan, slapping the monks one after another. fall.

Some were seriously injured and fell to the ground, some were unconscious, and some died directly.

Prisoner Wang fought against several masters by himself and won a big victory.

This was the most glorious time in his life, even surpassing the time when he defeated the calamity demon.

"My good friend Lu Gong, did he die in front of your original sect?" Prisoner Wang looked at the leader of the original sect.

Before the masked mysterious leader could say anything, the Prisoner King's big palm had already been slapped down.

The leader had nowhere to escape, so he had no choice but to resist, but the mask was broken and blood was sprayed from the mouth. He was grabbed by the Prisoner King and held tightly in his palm. Squeeze to death!
Prisoner King's body is still expanding.

"I will let your old enemy, the sword master, come and accompany you." Prisoner Wang grinned.

He shook off the blood and flesh sticking to his palm, lowered his head, his mung bean eyes locked on Gu Ciqing and Lu Shu.

He looked at the two goddesses who looked down on him on weekdays, and laughed and asked: "Where is Xian Yao? Where is your sister Xian Yao? Isn't she the most savage, let her come, let her come to see me! If she doesn't come... ..."

The Prisoner King paused, and looked in the direction of the giant circular building.

"If she doesn't come, I'll go find her...she can't escape." Prisoner Wang made up a reason for this: "If you dare to hurt my love eagle, I will make her pay the price."

As for the yellow eagle, he had accidentally injured it in the melee just now, slapped it on the wall, and died.

The apocalypse has ended, and his body is filled with endless power.

No one dared to fight him.

He is invincible.

Just as he was about to catch the fairy invitation, the sound of opera suddenly sounded in his ears, and the subtle sound of musical instruments played abruptly on such an occasion.

Only then did he remember that the troupe's performance was not over yet.

The people in the troupe had already fled in all directions.

Only the little boy who played the role of the disaster demon was still performing hard in the clothes cover, which blocked his sight. He seemed to have no idea what was going on outside, and performed on his own.

"You have done your duty with all your heart, um, yes, when I become king, I will let you be my favored person." Prisoner King said.

then.

Prisoner King was stunned.

He found that there was a head next to the little boy's feet.

That head also belonged to the actor, and the actor who was killed was his actor.

"Who? Who did this?!" Prisoner Wang asked immediately.

Killing the person playing him in front of him is undoubtedly the most blatant provocation!

The little boy gradually stopped dancing.

He lifted the jacket, revealing his face.

"I killed it." The little boy said.

"How dare you..."

The Prisoner King clapped his thick palms furiously.

The whole stage was destroyed.

But the little boy didn't die, not only didn't he die, he got out from the prisoner king's hand intact.He sat on the back of Prisoner King's hand, waved to him, and said: "The old man always said that my acting is not good, but you have a good eye, and you can tell at a glance that my acting is very similar...it is very similar, Right? It's been too many years, and I can't remember clearly."

The Prisoner King looked at this thin little boy, suddenly remembered something, and was shocked: "You are you, you are you, are you...is it you? Why are you, you are already dead... how is it possible!!!"

Prisoner Wang turned his palms to grab him and crush him to death.

But the little boy was extremely flexible, no matter how hard the Prisoner King tried, he couldn't handle him.

He strolled in the courtyard under the destructive palm of the Prisoner King, and spoke leisurely: "Oh, Prisoner King, we were good brothers who sworn brothers back then. I trusted you so much at first. I stabbed the knife, of course, and thank you for killing me, allowing my soul to cross the ocean to the other shore, if not for this, I would not have gained such powerful power today."

The people who hadn't left listened to their conversation and vaguely guessed what it was.

"You are a calamity demon?!" Lu Shu was surprised.

"Smart." The little boy smiled slightly and said, "I will reward you with a disaster later."

He is a calamity demon.

Wherever he goes, disaster is bound to happen.

That night, Shu Wei bumped into him, she seemed to be acting bravely, but in fact she was infected with the breath of disaster unknowingly, so she was shot by Gu Ciqing very quickly, and was seriously injured to the point of death.

The prisoner king was on the verge of madness, and he kept attacking the little boy, but to no avail.

"Don't you understand? For the past six months, the god who has been giving you missions is me... You are so stupid, you haven't noticed the clues for so long."

The calamity demon shook his head and said with a smile: "I will let you ascend to the clouds, and then smash you to the ground. This is the punishment for your betrayal... Well, you have already experienced the feeling of being invincible, now , this foolish game should also come to an end."

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