I will bury the gods

Chapter 406 Sisters ([-])

The red-haired goddess in black robe did not respond.

She grabbed the calamity demon's neck and threw it, and the demigod-level demon was like a sandbag being thrown, smashing a large number of houses into ruins.

In the smoke and dust, the calamity demon fell to the ground in disgrace and convulsed.

He could see the emerald-like branches of the Great Spirit Tree, the lush canopy, and the light-colored leaves like clouds, and he could also see the red-haired woman in black robe under the tree, and he could feel the disaster in his body. At the same time, he felt a deep powerlessness.

The Daling Dry Tree towers like a snow-capped peak, and the huge intertwined root system only reveals the tip of the iceberg, but it has already covered half of the Holy Tree Courtyard.The goddess stood under the tree, she was as insignificant as dust, but she crushed him like a mountain.

"His Majesty?"

The calamity demon didn't know the person in front of him, and felt that the possibility of this was extremely slim, but this pressure over all living beings was unique except for the emperor.

The goddess in black robe responded lightly.

"Why is Your Majesty here?"

The calamity demon had been to Shenshan, so of course he knew about the existence of that ancient human being. In the past, he thought that the emperor was just trying to gain fame, until he witnessed the battle between the emperor and the black-scaled king.

"Wait someone."

The goddess in black robe replied again.

"Who is His Majesty waiting for?"

"enemy."

"I'm not His Majesty's enemy." The calamity demon answered subconsciously.

"You are not qualified." The black robe goddess said.

The calamity demon is at a loss for words.

He could feel that the majesty in front of him was much weaker than when she was at her peak, but standing in front of the emperor who was countless times weaker in his prime, he was still powerless to fight back. He tried everything he could to fill it up.

He thought he could climb to the throne of the sky, but he fell back to the ground all of a sudden, and his body was smashed to pieces.

Now, he was only curious about who the emperor was waiting for.

Is there anyone in Zhenguo who is worth waiting for?

A gust of wind answered his question.

The wind blew away the black hood, revealing the true face of the goddess.

That is also the face of the world, but it is not the face of the emperor.

But...

"Whether it's Shi Yirao, Ye Qingzhai or Ling Qinglu, their state and physique are better than the one you choose now. Her mood has long been unstable. If you choose her, aren't you afraid of burying hidden dangers?" asked with a smile.

A blood-colored skirt floated past the eyes of the calamity demon.

The silver-haired figure in the red dress stood in front of him.

"Master Soul Spring?"

The calamity demon recognized her.

"Yo, the little guy is pretty smart."

Soul Spring looked back and smiled at the embarrassed demon.

The calamity demon had heard the legend of the Soul Spring when he was hanging out with the Prisoner King in Zhenguo in the past. Recently, he also heard the rumor of the return of the Soul Spring, but he never confirmed it himself.

It turns out that Master Hunquan came back to make an enemy of His Majesty?
"Because she is the most loyal, I don't like to enter the body of the traitor, they are not pure." The goddess answered Soul Spring's question.

The emperor at this time, apart from those glazed pupils, looked like Si Muyan.

Half a year ago, the holy soil hall was closed.

The six sinful swords hang high, forming a formation that can be seen all over the world.

At that time, many people were curious about which one was missing, and where did the Sin Ring Excalibur go.

It turned out that she came to Zhenguo.

After the Battle of the Dead City, the emperor's last remnant of consciousness returned to the sinful sword that sealed her seven emotions, and she asked Si Muyan for her body.

Si Muyan handed her body over to her.

The so-called sealing of the palace did not seal the emperor, she traveled across the ocean to this country of ice and snow, looking for new power.

So, she stood under the Great Spirit Dry Tree.

"My younger sister is a traitor through and through, but my older sister is still loyal to you after going through so much. This world is really strange." Hunquan smiled and asked, "If I remember correctly, how are you doing now?" The sword seals jealousy, right?"

"Yes."

The emperor said calmly: "I am already jealous of paleness, and I am only jealous of paleness."

"Your Majesty is calm."

Soul Spring shook his head: "No matter how great Pai Pai was back then, she is now just a dead thing with broken body and spirit. I have met that little girl named Mu. She is indeed one of Pai Pai's legacy, but... anyway, I believe it There is only a great existence than pale, she is too far behind, I can't see any hope in her. But I still hope that she is alive, after all, she is also a proof of the existence of pale."

The calamity demon silently listened to their conversation, and once again felt deeply how he had been sitting on the sidelines in the past.

He wanted to run away, but he didn't dare to move, he could only listen to them continue talking.

"As a dragon, it's really rare that you don't worship Pai Bai," said the emperor.

"Pale doesn't look like us. She looks more like the Lord of the Black Scales, but she is bigger and whiter. She looks different. Why do you say she is a dragon? If she is a dragon, then we should Not a dragon." Hunquan said with a smile.

The emperor didn't want to argue with her on such frivolous questions.

Pale is the monarch of all spirits, she can be everything, and dragons are naturally included in everything.

"Of course, the most important thing is that I am different from Pai Bai." Hunquan restrained her smile, stared at the emperor's glazed pupils, and said calmly: "He is for the common people, and I am for the dragon clan."

Hunquan's words didn't move the emperor in the slightest. The emperor's glazed eyes slightly closed and said, "I'm only for me. If I'm not perfect, then the world is also meaningless to me."

Soul Spring said nothing.

She looked at the towering Great Spirit Tree, and after staring at it for a long time, she asked, "Do you want to eat it?"

"Ah."

The emperor also looked back at the sacred tree, and she said: "This is also one of the seeds left by the God of Origin after his death. I have seen similar trees in a place called Three Realms Village, but this seed is stronger than the one in Three Realms Village. Too many, I didn't expect it to evolve into an existence like the original spiritual root in just ten thousand years."

"This is the original spiritual root of the real country."

Soul Spring didn't hide anything, and explained directly: "The Great Spiritual Dry Tree is like a big landlord in the real country. It produces spiritual roots and distributes them to every monk. When the monks practice, they will also feed back their power. To the Shenmu, in a sense, it represents the entire Zhenguo, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the ancestor of the Zhenguo."

"The Holy Tree Court has indeed created something good." The emperor said.

"Thank you. I appreciate the compliment."

Soul Spring seemed to be thankful but her face was getting colder and colder. She said: "I am the first dean of the Holy Tree Academy. This is what I planted with my own hands. It is the ladder I prepared for myself to ascend to the gods. After gaining the power of the Great Spirit Dry Tree, I will enter the Necromancer Snowfield to take out the original fetish that was deliberately hidden before the pale man died... I think you will do the same."

"So you also know?" The emperor showed surprise for the first time.

"I have inherited a part of pale memory." Hunquan said: "The Lord of the Gray Tomb is not strong compared to tide awareness and mourning, but pale has let it go because of the darkness of the dead it possesses. , like Yun Tomb, help Pale cover that thing."

The emperor did not deny it.

After Mu Shijing came to Zhenguo, she also awakened related memories. She told Shuyu about this in front of the Dragon King Temple.

The cloud tomb seals the remaining power of the origin, and before it completely dies, the cloud covering the world's sacred tree will never dissipate.

The words end here.

Both the emperor and Soul Spring were silent.

Killing intent spread.

The calamity demon didn't quite understand what they were discussing, but he clearly knew that these two people wanted to snatch the Great Spirit Tree, and they all had to devour the Great Spirit Tree to gain strength and go to the snowfield of death!

The calamity demon had a flash of inspiration:
He came to destroy the Great Spirit Dry Tree to create a disaster. Although he failed to do it, these two goddesses who are like mortal enemies can do it!In short, if the Great Spirit Dry Tree is being targeted by these two demons, it is certain that he will die. He can also draw strength from the disaster of the destruction of the sacred tree.

He now only hopes that the two women will fight quickly.

The emperor and the soul spring complied with his inner expectations.

"In the past, it never occurred to me that I would regard you as an enemy," said the emperor.

"Your Majesty is in despair after all."

Soul Spring slowly raised her four arms, the white jade-like arms fluttered under the red skirt, like the wings of a butterfly in the wind, power was awakened from her body, and blood-colored scales continued to grow along the back of her hands, gradually covering her With a graceful body, she smiled coldly, and said: "Your Majesty is the first creation of Pale. Although I am far less great than His Majesty, I am also the first daughter of the King of Void. The battle of the dead city was originally my plan." One... If His Majesty continues to despise me, he will definitely pay a heavy price."

The wind swept over everything.

The leaves of the Daling dry tree collided and made a loud sound.

The calamity demon lying on the ground saw something flapping its wings and flying into the sky.

dragon……

A red dragon.

This dragon gives people the first impression of beauty. If dragons have the same aesthetics as humans, then this dragon is likely to be a classical beauty.

Xubai is obviously a white dragon, why is she a red dragon as a daughter?
The calamity demon couldn't help thinking of the blood scale disease that was prevalent in the real country. Could it be that the blood scale disease is related to the king of the red dragon?
He didn't think much about it.

He only looks forward to disaster, he wants to draw strength.

soon.

The ripples of the war of gods spread.

He smelled the breath of disaster, like a hungry man sees a delicacy, but...

The violent disaster also hides the power to destroy the world. In the past, during the disasters of the King of Blue and the God of Tide Wisdom, he was just watching from the sidelines. Now, he is at the center of the disaster.

His bones were crushed and his soul torn.

He perished in a heart-piercing scream.

He is a calamity demon, and he died of a calamity.

……

This battle of gods shocked the entire Zhen Kingdom.

There is no conspiracy, everything is just a sham.

The emperor came here, and the soul spring came back here, so they fought together.

In the Dragon King Temple, the emperor is the only figure on the side of the throne, even faintly above the white and green, and the blood of the king like Soul Spring... Although she has the power to crush all other living beings, but You can't even get a seat in the Dragon King Temple.

However, in the Battle of the Dead City, Pale almost exhausted his will, and after severely injuring the emperor until only his soul remained, Soul Spring finally had the qualifications to face this old god head-on.

This battle of gods is far less grand and heroic than the battle between the emperor and the black-scaled monarch, but in the history of Zhen Kingdom, such a battle is still unique.

Even the existence of calamity demons were wiped out by the ripples of the battle.

Therefore, in the eyes of other people, this battle only had visions such as robbery clouds, thunder and lightning, avalanches, and storms.

These visions swept across the snowfields of the real country like ruins, the houses were destroyed, and the cliffs were flattened. Although the main city of the king, which is far away from the Holy Tree Court, was not affected by the disaster, the blood scale disease, which was already becoming more and more severe, suddenly broke out on a large scale. Countless people rolled and screamed on the ground, scratching their skin dripping with blood.

Gu Ciqing, as the saint of the Holy Tree Courtyard, immediately sensed the destruction of the Holy Tree Courtyard. Her heart throbbed with pain, and the golden arrow on her back was overshadowed.

Lu Shu was by her side.

Lu Shu is the best doctor in the real country, but when she looked at the blond goddess kneeling with her breasts in her hands, she could only shake her head: "Heart disease needs medicine, there is no cure for this disease."

Another piece of the wall is under the ruins.

Shuyu knelt on the ground, hugged his head, and kept shaking his head, which was also extremely painful.

The young girl-like Xian Yao sat leaning against the rocks on one side, her body also twitching constantly.

"Sister, how are you doing?" Chu Lu grabbed her sister's hand, anxious.

"I must die."

Although Xianyuan was in pain, she still declared her fate with calm words.

"How is it possible...how is it possible?!"

Before the competition, Chu Lu would never have imagined that this competition would directly kill her sister's life... It was she who broke the spirit root of the fairy invitation, so in a sense, it was she who killed her sister herself. Fairy invitation.

No one would believe such an absurd thing.

But it really happened.

"I...killed you..." Chu Lu looked at the blood on his palm and said in a daze.

"Don't give yourself money."

Xianyou said calmly: "Many years ago, a fortune teller warned me that you were the evil star of my destiny, and told me not to agree to my mother giving birth to you. I was very happy after hearing that. After a long time, you The weak performance made me lose interest for a while... That's exactly the same, when you decided to run away from home that day, I chose to help you, otherwise, with your ability, you really think you can bypass the blockade of the guards, Go over the wall and get out?"

"So it's my sister who is helping me?" Chu Lu lowered her head, the clothes under her fingers were full of wrinkles.

"I lost to you, but it was fate that killed me. However, even if it happens again, I will still choose to let my mother give birth to you."

Xian invited to draw conclusions on his final life.

Chu Lu hugged Xian Yao tightly, weeping uncontrollably.

After that, Xian Yao didn't want to see her sister who was in pain beside her, and she didn't want to say another word, because she planned to take what she just said as her last words.

Looking at this scene, Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe were equally heartbroken.

Night has fallen.

The Holy Tree Courtyard in the battle of gods is dazzling, even if it is thousands of miles away, you can still catch a glimpse of the overflowing glory.

"Where should we go next?" Xiao He asked.

"Go to the Holy Tree Court! I must go to the Holy Tree Court!!"

Shuyu suddenly yelled, and regardless of other people's opinions, she ran in the direction of the Holy Tree Court on her own, and she didn't care even if she lost a shoe.

There are monsters fighting to the death in the Holy Tree Courtyard, going now is tantamount to dying.

Lin Shouxi wanted to stop her.

"Don't stop her." Mu Shijing shook his head and said, "Let her go first."

Mu Shijing closed her eyes, as if she was deducing and planning. After a while, she opened those black and white eyes, and she said: "This battle will not end soon, and it is useless to go early. Let's go first." Take a rest and then move on.”

"What are we going to do?" Xiaohe asked.

"Kill the traitor."

Mu Shijing turned his back to them.

Her demeanor has completely changed, cold and unfathomable, like a half-unsheathed blade, ready to reveal its true sharpness at any time.

Both Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe were silent.

For a split second, they couldn't even tell whether it was Mu Shijing or not standing in front of them.

"What about now? What are we doing now?" Xiaohe asked again.

"Look." Mu Shijing said.

Not waiting for Xiaohe to ask what to watch.

Over the sky.

The gorgeous flames have soared into the sky, blooming in the night.

People thought that there was another demon appearing in the world, and they scattered and fled in fright.

But this time, it was not the demons that appeared in the world, but the fireworks of the old sacrificial ceremony were ignited.

According to the original grand ceremony, at this moment, the immortal invitation has awarded Chulu the honor of being the leader of the Guild, and Chulu will also perform a sacrificial dance on the altar as the god's messenger elected by the human race. This is a dance she has learned since she was a child. , has long been engraved in my heart.

At this moment, everything was disrupted, and the accidentally overturned flame ignited the fuse of the fireworks, and also painted the sky into a brilliant color.

The fleeing crowd was reflected by the flames into large black silhouettes.

People spend a huge amount of money every year to make fireworks to exaggerate the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the gods, but when disasters really strike, none of the old existences they believed in came to protect the common people.

The sound of whistling kept ringing.

Particles of fire continued to explode in the sky.

It is so beautiful.

Beauty is like a mockery of the world.

……

Shumai flitted across the snow field barefoot.

The dream bestowed by the Great Spirit Dry Tree kept replaying in her mind.

That was the only warmth in her childhood.

Maybe it was because her past was too cold and dark, so this slight warmth gave her the determination to give everything, or maybe, saving the Great Spirit Dry Tree was just her obsession, and she had done too many things for this obsession in the past , if she gives up now, then she will deny everything about herself.

She ran, fell, and got up on the snow field. After an unknown number of hours, she finally came to the brink of catastrophe.

She couldn't break through the barrier of God War and go deeper, so she could only wait outside anxiously.

She was trying to see something from the destructive wave of light.

But she couldn't see anything except the occasional flickering figures of the past and the collapsing void.

God's war rules out everything.

Even if she is already the best among human beings.

after a long time.

long time.

The tide of light finally receded.

Little do we know who won.

Nor does she care who wins.

Barefoot, she walked across the burning snow sea and ran towards the Holy Tree Courtyard.

The Holy Tree Courtyard has been destroyed, and it is not known whether the people inside were evacuated ahead of time, or died unexpectedly.

She walked through the burning ruins.

Suddenly, she stepped on a pair of bones, which tripped her to the ground, she struggled to get up, looked up, her eyes were suddenly empty.

The Daling dry tree seemed to be on fire, and it was crimson. The originally magnificent and colorful sacred tree was now like a stick of fire, leaving only the beauty of despair and collapse.

The sacred tree is over.

The true father and king in her heart has been destroyed once.

The wind blows the leaves in the flames, and the sound is also silent.

In the silence, footsteps sounded slowly behind him.

"Sister, you are here, are you also here to see the father?"

Behind Shuyu, the soul spring with a broken red dress stands quietly. When we met by chance that night, Hunquan was not friendly to Shuyu at all, but now he changed to an affectionate name, "You are more beautiful than the other children of the father king." Be strong, they have already fled to nowhere, but you came to see him? Based on this, I am willing to admit that you are my sister."

"I'm not the same father as you." Shu Yao's voice was equally hollow.

"What stupid thing did my sister say?"

Hunquan smiled, she looked at the red dying Shenmu, and said sadly: "However, although our father is a great life, his end is so bleak... Sister, you don't know it yet, sir The soil on which the spiritual trunk tree grows is the heart of my father. The seeds of the Shenmu grow in my father's chest, absorbing his last strength all the time. Now, my father's strength has been squeezed out, even without me and my father. Emperor, it should wither too."

"Seed...heart...wait, you...what are you talking about?"

Shu Yan, who was already desperate, fell into even greater shock.

Then, she looked forward, only to realize that under the broken soil covered by the flames, there was an astonishingly large corpse exposed!

The remains of the Dragon King!
The corpse was entwined with dense tree roots, and the place where the roots were most dense was the dragon's heart.

If Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing were present, they would definitely recognize this scene—this scene happened almost exactly in the Three Realms Village. At the bottom of the underground palace, the roots of the hibiscus tree were entangled with the heart of the Cangbi King in this way, preventing The awakening of the Cangbi King.

The seeds of the origin have a natural resentment towards dragons, they only feed on the hearts of dragons!

Unexpectedly, Xubai also had a similar fate to Cangbi.

"Sister, since you're here, go pay homage to your father. I betrayed and killed him. He has a spirit in the sky. He probably doesn't want to see me anymore." Hunquan smiled lightly.

Shu Yu remained motionless, as if she had lost her soul.

Today it is today.

She finally understood everything belatedly.

It turns out that the Great Spirit Dry Tree is the King of Void and White.

It turned out that... the dragon lord she hated was the father who hugged her lovingly in her dream.

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