I will bury the gods

Chapter 407 Sisters ([-])

"how come……"

The debris of wind and fire blows on the face.

Shuyu's cheeks shone in the light and darkness, and her silver hair, which was the same color as the soul spring, fluttered against the wind and fire, like a soul banner.

She always thought that her father lived in the Dragon Lord's Palace. Although he was old, he still maintained a shrewd mind and planned everything behind the scenes.She also always thought that the Great Spirit Dry Tree was a real god who was imprisoned in the Holy Tree Court and chose her to save it, but...

The scene in front of her was like a nightmare, shattering all her imagination.

She wanted to escape, but her knees were weak and she almost fell to her knees.

It turned out that the breath of the dragon she had sensed in the Holy Tree Courtyard came from the King of Void.

In a sense, the Great Spirit Dry Tree is just a tool for extracting the power of the Void King, and it is always the corpse of the king buried in the ground that really bears the 'thousand cuts'.

She loathes her own dragon blood, as well as her fellow clan, but the majestic and loving father she is looking for does not exist... It was just a misunderstanding.

Loathing and devotion are two sides of this misunderstanding.

Now, the Great Spirit Dry Tree is burning, and the Void King is dead. No matter what she is looking for, it is all in vain.

She killed countless people, but no one was able to save her.

So what is the meaning of her existence?

"All of this...you did it?" Shu Yu asked in a shy voice.

"Well, before the father gave birth to me, he was seriously injured and his bones and blood were incomplete. After giving birth to me, he was so weak that he fell into a deep sleep. When he was asleep, I planted the seeds left by the origin into him. In his heart, the Shenmu grew rapidly, destroying his already crippled heart."

Hunquan didn't hesitate to explain, she smiled faintly and said, "I am the real master of the Dragon Lord Hall and the Holy Tree Courtyard."

"You betrayed your father."

Shu Yu's voice seemed to be stripped of emotion, without any waves.

"Well. I betrayed him, and my scales were cursed by the betrayal and turned into the color of blood, but I did not betray the will of my father. What my father is unable to do, I will do for him."

Hunquan stroked Shuyu's long silver hair, held up a strand and looked at it in the palm of his hand, and said leisurely: "Are you hating me? Hey... Over the years, my father has given birth to many children, I know, This is his final struggle of will. He may want to leave some blood in the world, even if it is a mixed blood with humans, or he may hope that a certain child will have a future, so that he can be reawakened... God will also die before he dies. Struggling, although such a struggle is meaningless."

Hunquan smiled slightly, and continued: "If you hate me, just keep it, I can't see your future clearly, but, sister, you should appreciate the powerless weakness now, turn it into strength, and come to me revenge."

She has not yet freed herself from the shock of the truth, and has no time to think about revenge so far away.

She just said, "You kill me now."

Hunquan was taken aback, and asked with a smile, "Is this heart ashen ashes?"

"If you don't kill me now, you will regret it." Shuyu said stubbornly.

This is just a ruthless sentence, and there is no possibility that it can be realized.

Soul Spring shook his head and didn't think much about it.

"Why are you crying?"

Hunquan looked at this unfamiliar younger sister, and was surprised: "It stands to reason that you and Xubai have no intersection. You are indifferent and bloodthirsty. After killing so many people, you still shed tears for your father's death?"

After hearing the words, Shuyu touched her cheek, only to realize that she was really crying.

……

In the main city of the king.

Chu Lu knelt beside Xian Yao, also crying non-stop.

Although Xian Yao tried her best to restrain herself, Chu Lu could still feel that she was gradually falling into split and madness. Xian Yao raised her head and watched the fireworks of the old sacrificial ceremony. firelight.

After a long time, finally, no more particles of fire rose into the sky.

The fireworks burn out.

The sky darkened again.

Xianyuan's eyes also darkened.

Chu Lu was afraid of this silence, and wanted to say something, but Xian Yao spoke before her: "Chu Lu, can you do me a favor?"

As soon as this question was raised, Chu Lu guessed what her sister was going to say.

Sure enough, my sister said what she had expected and feared her sister would say.

"Kill me." Xian invited said: "Kill me with your own hands. Before I go completely crazy, I want to die soberly. To me, madness is no different from death, and it is even more cruel."

"I do not want."

"Aren't you willing to help me?"

"However, my sister was not sober in her life before. If you didn't have the spiritual root of memory, you would always be living in the illusion you woven yourself. My sister has lived like this for hundreds of years. Why can't you continue to live?" Chu Lu asked. .

Xian invites to be quiet.

"After you go crazy, I will kill you." Xian Yao said.

Like a curse, but also like a fit of anger.

but.

Xianyuan didn't wait for the news of his own death.

On the contrary, in her body, the spiritual root of the flower really looked like a flower that had lost its moisture, it withered and was no longer restless.

Chulu also felt something strange.

In her body, the spirit root of memory also faded away.

This is……

Chu Lu raised his head and looked at Xian Yao. After a while, the two looked in the direction of the Holy Tree Court at the same time.

They all felt it...

The Great Spirit Dry Tree has been destroyed. It was the original spiritual root of the real country. After it was destroyed, all the spiritual roots became weak!
For the vast majority of ascetics, this can be said to be a waste of a hundred years of achievements, but Xian Yao got a blessing in disguise, and instead regained a life.

Chu Lu also understood this.

"You can't kill me." Chu Lu cried.

Xian invited her into a hug.

After Chu Lu finished crying, she looked around and realized something very important: "Where is Master and Mistress? When did they leave?"

"I left a long time ago." Xian invited said.

It was only then that Chu Lu realized that she was wearing a white robe at some point, which was the coat of the master.

She grabbed the soft edge of the white robe and squeezed it tightly.

"Your master abandoned you and left alone. Now that we have lost all our strength, how can we gain a foothold in this chaotic city?" Xian Yao said jokingly.

After the banter, she returned to her previous indifferent appearance, as if the pain of dying had never passed, only the voice was still as soft as a sigh: "I am now, I can't protect you."

"Master didn't leave."

Chu Lu pointed to his heart and said loudly: "Master has left martial arts in my body, so I can protect my sister."

……

"Have you finished talking?"

When the indifferent voice sounded, the wind and fire fell silent together.

Under the crimson big spirit tree, the emperor returned from the darkness, the black robe on his outer cover was as awe-inspiring as the night.

The Great Spirit Dry Tree was destroyed in the battle between the emperor and the soul spring.

The power accumulated by the Shenmu spreads between the heaven and the earth.

Therefore, this is not so much a battle between the emperor and the soul spring, as it is they are dividing up the power of the Great Spirit Dry Tree.

Now, the power has been divided, and the Great Spirit Dry Tree will wither completely after being burned.

"I'm reminiscing with my sister, why are you so anxious, are you jealous that I have a sister? That's right, Pai Bai only created you back then. After she died, you were already alone." Soul Spring said lightly.

"Senseless nonsense." So commented the emperor.

Hunquan smiled quietly, stroked her special silver hair for the last time, then turned around and walked towards the emperor.

Her hands were raised, and both hands were lowered.

The raised arms turned into slender wings in the wind, and the lowered arms gave birth to scales and sharp claws.

The outcome is not decided, life and death have not been seen, this battle of gods is just the beginning.

"Stagnation spirit root, doubt spirit root, blood spirit root, knowledge spirit root, ashes spirit root, beast spirit root, um... I have absorbed the power of 360 seven spirit roots in total, how about you?" Hunquan asked the emperor.

"410 two." The emperor replied.

"As expected of Your Majesty, fortunately you chose the Sword of Envy instead of the Sword of Gluttony, otherwise, I would not have the slightest chance of winning today."

Hunquan said playfully, she stared at the colorful spiritual roots swimming between the scales and claws, held them tightly in her palm, and said: "However, in the long history, the old king will always be crucified by the new king." On the throne, today is no exception, I will destroy the shackles of the old era together with you, and I will establish a new dynasty of dragons."

The emperor did not answer.

Pale hadn't completely died yet, and she hadn't ascended the throne yet, how could she be called an old king?It's just the princes of the old days.

But she did not argue with Soul Spring.

She fused the spiritual root of time with the spiritual root of weapons, and used her long age as a medium to cast a silver blade that spanned the night like a crescent moon. sound.

All discordant silver has been erased, and only the blade is making the sound of the prelude to the battle.

Soul Spring also stopped talking.

Two dragon shadows soared into the sky, piercing the wind and snow, revealing the wings and blades on the vast dome, the night was illuminated again, and the realm of the gods opened in will, they fought, collided, and devoured each other, a huge amount The flames burned the night magnificently and dazzlingly, as if the colorful souls lingered in the sky after the dead tree.

Shuyu was blown to the ground by the strong wind when they left.

She got up with difficulty.

She was in the violent turbulence, but she was not killed like a calamity demon. She didn't know why she was alive, and she didn't care. At this time, her heart was empty, and she didn't know what to do.

The battle overhead never seemed to be decided.

Anyway, they are all enemies, and it has nothing to do with her who wins.

But she still hopes that Soul Spring can survive, so that she can at least give the following life a meaning of revenge... Some people just need a reason to live, otherwise she will destroy herself in nothingness.

The big spirit dried tree was burning blazingly.

The faded leaves burn to ashes and fall into snow.

She watched the snow fall all night, and when she came to her senses, the ground was covered with ashes.

No miracle happened, and the crimson color of the Great Spirit Dry Tree has also faded, turning into dead gray and white, the withered branches are all bare, and it no longer keeps casting peaceful shade to embrace her.

above.

Between the flowing cold clouds and fog.

Soul Spring and the emperor could not immediately decide the outcome.

They returned to their original places, standing in the air, with no visible scars on their bodies, as if they had never moved.

Previously, they showed countless magnificent magic arts, from fighting on the top of the mountain to the cold environment between the clouds and the moon, but these magic arts, which are far above the pinnacle of human magic, are still nowhere near the itch for existences like them, and cannot be solved. As a means of truly winning or losing.

"If you fight like this, there will never be any results." The emperor asked, "Aren't you going to take out that thing of yours?"

After the emperor finished speaking, he couldn't help but glanced towards the south far away, as if he foresaw something coming, and was a little impatient.

"So you know all about it."

Hunquan smiled, held her palm, and the golden light gathered in her palm. It was the golden bowl lost by Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe. This golden bowl seemed to have grown legs. It escaped from the storage ring and returned to the owner's hand .

Lin Shouxi had seen this golden bowl when he met Xing Yu in an ancient temple in another world.

It can absorb all spiritual roots.

The soul spring is not hidden anymore, she is like a monk who subdues demons and demons, holding a golden bowl in her hand, pointing the mouth of the bowl at the emperor, trying to absorb more than [-] kinds of spiritual roots in her body.

But for some reason, the golden bowl of Baiyong Bailing seems to have touched nothingness, and nothing can be taken out.

Soul Spring looked at the emperor again, frowning slightly.

Behind the emperor, mysterious starlight emerged. They were like tentacles of colored glaze, and also like clear bands of light, indicating a power completely different from this world.

"When I was outside the starry sky, I fought with this demon from the outside world for millions of years, and finally killed it. I sealed its body at the bottom of the Evil Spring Prison," said the emperor.

In the emperor's original plan, she would lead the God of Tide Sense to attack the city, and let the God of Tide Sense absorb all the original turbidity in her body, and after she was purified, she would occupy the Sha Demon outside the starry sky. power, and become one with it.

Once completed, she will become a unique life in this world, and even if the clan-killing sword comes out again, she will be unable to do anything to her.

She has no other clan, and the Clan Killing Sword has a fatal flaw: it cannot kill the only remaining clan in the world.

Unfortunately, before the emperor could finish everything, he was forcibly dragged to the fateful dead city.

The grand plan is almost destroyed, and now, even she can only drag the last remnant body to the real country to steal the fruit that should belong to the soul spring.

"Unfortunately, the time is too hasty, I have only integrated part of the power."

The emperor regretted that for her, incompleteness was the greatest cruelty.

However, only a part of the fusion brought the emperor who was about to lose his soul back to this point. If she completely devoured that body, what kind of disaster would it cause in the world?
Hunquan put away the golden bowl, and she said flatly: "Since you can't kill the other party, why waste your time here?"

"Ah."

The emperor did not refute, and she also understood the meaning of Soul Spring, and said succinctly: "The dead spirits meet in the snowfield."

They will go to the undead snowfield together and form a temporary alliance to fight against the gray tomb king. As for who can get the last relic of the origin, it is up to fate.

when about to leave.

The emperor raised his hand abruptly.

The broken silver moon flower fell towards the world.

That is... the direction of the Great Spirit Dry Tree?

Do not!It's special!
Hunquan reacted immediately, she didn't know why the emperor wanted to kill Shuyu at this time, but no matter what, killing her sister in front of her was tantamount to the most blatant provocation.

Hunquan folded his wings and fell like an arrow, locking the silver moon with the binding spirit root, and then directly tore it to shreds with sharp claws.

Her reaction was already timely, but she allowed a majestic light with the aura of destruction inside to become a fish that slipped through the net and fell to the ground. There was only a bang, and the dust in the ruins was surging.

"What do you want to do?" Hunquan asked coldly, his pupils condensed slightly.

"You don't have a sister anymore," said the emperor.

Hunquan felt astonished, she really did not expect that one of her unintentional words would actually be remembered by the emperor... However, this does not seem to be surprising, after all, the emotion that dominates her body is jealousy.

But to the surprise of both Hunquan and the emperor, Shuyu miraculously survived.

Hunquan glanced down and immediately understood what was going on.

It turned out that the emperor's blow was deflected because of her blocking, and it happened to hit a huge dark room hidden underground. The entire Sacred Tree Courtyard was completely destroyed, but it was the only one that survived.This darkroom is very special, because it is the darkroom where the 'darkness of the dead' is preserved.

In order to refine the quality of the undead, the Holy Tree Institute sealed the darkness of the undead extracted from the seal of the undead snowfield in the secret room of the Holy Tree Institute. Smelted into bricks, this darkroom was made.

Under the blow of the emperor, the dark room was finally shattered inch by inch.

It was as if substantial darkness gushed out from the crack.

The darkness of the undead appears 'dazzling' in the night, even if it is far above the cold clouds, Soul Spring can still feel the despair, resentment and hatred hidden in it, not to mention the specialness of being in it.

Although Shuyu escaped the emperor's blow, he still could not escape death.

Hunquan has no relationship with this younger sister, she is only a little appreciation from the elders to the younger, but after this scene happened, she is still outrageous.

"It seems that you have no plans to go to the snowfield together." Soul Spring regained his fighting spirit.

"I was originally a loner," said the emperor.

Soul Spring frowned.

For a moment, she couldn't tell what the half-mad emperor wanted to do.

The emperor looked down at the world, sighed softly after a while, and said:

"She is coming."

……

The darkness of the undead engulfed Shuyu, and Shuyu heard the loudest voice, which was countless ghosts grinding their teeth against her earlobe, trying to drag her into the eternal prison.

At this moment, Shu Yao, who was originally heartbroken, suddenly ignited the will to live. To live, she wanted to live. Although the Great Spirit Tree has been destroyed, there is no extravagant reason for a person to survive. Live on your own!

But she couldn't escape from such darkness at all.

Miss……

She remembered something, she raised her wrist, grabbed the blood oath, and called out loudly: "Miss—"

The darkness didn't give her any response.

There were corpse-like marks on her porcelain-white body. She knew that she couldn't delay any longer. The darkness of the necromancer had an unparalleled ability to corrode, and she would soon be devoured by the darkness.

So, at the last moment, Shuyu turned out her own head and threw it out forcefully.

The head was not entangled by the darkness, it got rid of it smoothly, spun and flew into the air, hovered slightly at the critical point and then fell.

I really want my head to roll away, roll faster, and see if I can run past the expansion of the undead snowfield and retain my vitality.

but……

Shumai fell down in a whirl, but instead of kowtowing on the ground and bleeding, she was caught in a warm embrace.

Her head was held in both hands, and then, the dizzy Shuyu met a pair of clear pupils.She sobered up immediately.

"Miss……"

The special cherry lips twitched.

She suspected that this scene was a dream.

She called the young lady, and the young lady came and hugged her.

Shuyu wanted to give back a hug, but found that she had no body. Then, she remembered something and shouted in shock: "Miss, be careful!!"

instantly.

The darkness of the undead quickly swallowed up the girl in the black dress who was holding her head.

Just when Shuyu thought that this scene would be frozen in darkness forever, a golden light flashed in the corner of her eyes.

You read it wrong... The darkness of the dead can swallow all light. What she saw may be the red lotus hellfire that spewed out when the gate of hell opened.

After a breath.

The subtle golden light suddenly expanded, it was like a golden lion bathed in light, roaring and flaunting its formidable mane, galloping vertically and horizontally smashed the steel-like darkness, the golden light opened up the world, and all the grievances and howls disappeared, In an instant, everything is clarified.

Shu Yao's eyes turned upward slightly, and he suddenly discovered that a round of golden sun had been added under the scorched Great Spirit Tree at some point.

This is……

"I didn't expect the Flame of the Holy King of Jiuming to be the nemesis of the darkness of this necromancer." Xiaohe looked at Lin Shouxi who was holding up the golden sun, and heaved a sigh of relief.

Lin Shouxi was holding the golden sun, looking solemnly at the crack in the dark room. Before the darkness had fully expanded, he threw the golden flame down, filling the crack and at the same time making it obliterate the darkness in the crack.

Mu Shijing held Shuyu's head, walked to her body, and pressed the head tightly against her body.

Shu Yu discovered a strange thing - although the Great Spiritual Dry Tree had been destroyed, her Healing Spiritual Root was not affected at all and could still be used as usual.

She spliced ​​the body together with the spiritual root of healing.

Under the golden light, the corpse spots on Shuyu's body also disappeared, returning to snow white.After narrowly escaping from the dead, Shuyu opened his arms and hugged Mu Shijing tightly.

"Your sister is still watching." Mu Shijing said jokingly.

Shu Yu really wanted to say that Miss is closer than my own sister, but this was too shameful, and she swallowed it back.

After hearing this, Lin Shouxi pointed to the sky and said, "Isn't your sister watching too?"

"She's just my creation." Mu Shijing said flatly.

Shuyu hugged Mu Shijing tightly, and after she calmed down a little, she asked softly, "I'm useless, do you still want to save me..."

"I never raise useless puppies. If you are really useless one day, you will be abandoned."

Mu Shijing smiled slyly, but she couldn't tell whether it was the truth or a lie, she just thought it was the young lady who was being mean-spirited again.

Shuyu reluctantly let go of her embrace.

Among the ashes of the sacred tree, this slender girl in black dress stood gracefully. She raised her chin, her white eyes straddled the flowing clouds, pointed directly at the sky, and asked:

"The battle is not over yet, why bother to leave?"

……

Since the Giant King woke up, no matter what kind of danger Mu Shijing encountered, he never saw Miss again.

Tonight, when the red dragon and the emperor were above the moonlight, the lady finally woke up again.

Mu Shijing knew that this was the last time she woke up.

Mu Shijing closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her pupils were already pale.

"You still have such power?" Hunquan was surprised.

The emperor's evaluation was more straightforward: "The ghost lingers."

On the bank of the ice sea, during the chase between Xianyuan and Gu Ciqing, the emperor couldn't help but watch from the sidelines, wanting to see how much strength remained in the pale will of the self-proclaimed young lady.It was this action that attracted Hunquan's attention, and instead helped Lin Shouxi and others get out of trouble by mistake.

Of course, they all knew that as long as Mu Shijing was around, Xian Yao and Gu Ciqing would never kill them, but they never thought that Mu Shijing could hold back for so long.

Only Mu Shijing knew that she was not holding back, every time she encountered difficulties, she would call out to Miss, but unfortunately the cold and arrogant Miss didn't answer her.

None of this mattered anymore.

Above the ruins and under the silver moon, the decisive battle between the dragon kings has come.

"wait for me."

Mu Shijing glanced at Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe, and the short two words exhausted her last softness. The next moment, she was suspended in the void with the posture of splitting the sky and the earth, level with the soul spring and the emperor.

This day has come.

Looking at the three figures in the night sky that cannot be ignored, Shuyu felt infinite admiration in his heart.

In Shu Yu's original prediction, the young lady would strike at the very moment, kill all the enemies and traitors, and save the world back with flipping her hands... Now it seems that her imagination is about to come true.

She stared at the night sky without blinking, not wanting to ignore any images.

However, Shu Wei found that things were not the same as she had imagined.

After showing her true strength, the young lady not only failed to kill the two traitors with the posture of sweeping the fallen leaves in the autumn wind, but fell into a bitter battle under their siege.

Hunquan and the emperor are rivals, but they have a strange tacit understanding, all kinds of interspersed and coordinated attacks are perfectly coordinated, and at one point they wanted to knock the lady down from the sky to the ground.

"This...isn't fair." Shuyu murmured.

Hunquan and the emperor have a total of six hands, and the young lady only has one pair. How can they win?
But the battle for the throne is never fair, it's up to you.

There seems to be a volcanic eruption hanging upside down, and endless lava and flames emerge in the deafening bang, sweeping across the entire night sky in an instant, and the void is constantly cracking and closing. Incessantly, like the fangs of the night, the night has turned into a raging monster. When it really comes to the world, it seems to be able to swallow the whole world.

Watching this battle of gods, Shu Wei felt unable to breathe for a while.

She expects Miss to win, but the situation is getting worse and worse. The fields developed by Miss are constantly crushed, and the fabricated weapons are constantly destroyed. She is fully armed with laws countless times, and she returns to solitude amidst thunderous explosions. .

When Miss first appeared, it brought fear to Soul Spring.

Even though she spent tens of thousands of years preparing, when facing this kind of life at the end of the myth, it is inevitable that there will be a kind of fear that the oriole is more behind me, but this fear quickly dissipates in the battle.

Pale is indeed a great life, but the girl in the black skirt in front of her is at the end of her battle. This is the last bloom of Pale's will, destined to end in tragedy.

Before tonight, Hunquan had thought of assassinating Mu Shijing many times, especially that meeting in Daxue Palace, she almost couldn't hold back.

But no matter how foolish and arrogant Mu Shijing looked, Hunquan restrained himself. Premature plans would easily allow the emperor to reap the benefits. Secondly, she always believed that Mu Shijing was a pale empty plan.

Tonight, Soul Spring finally came to his senses.

The pale thousands of soldiers and horses have long since ceased to exist, and the city is as empty as death, leaving her standing alone.

"Stop watching, you guys have to think of a way too!" Shu Yu looked to the side.

It was only then that she discovered that Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe had disappeared at some point, and as for the darkness of the dead in that secret room, Lin Shouxi had also slaughtered him with the flame of the Nine Ming Sage King.

Of course, Lin Shouxi could use this occasional sacred flame to sweep away the darkness of the whole room, but when he really faced the vast snowfield of undead, he might not even be able to protect himself.

Where did they go... Shuyu was startled and wondered if they saw that the situation was wrong and left the lady behind and fled first?
In amazement, the battle in the sky came to an end with Soul Spring's sentence, "Your era is over".

The soul spring and the emperor spliced ​​together a silver and blood-colored cross knife light, the knife light crossed the jade universe, and pierced the sky and the earth. This is the most grand knife light, and only this kind of knife light is worthy of this night where the gods gather. , Miss tried to block it with the Sorrow Scale taken from the ruins, but she didn't block it, the magnificent long light destroyed the divine blade, and also chopped Miss back to the ground.

The young lady slammed heavily on the snow field.

The snow and dust were overwhelming.

Soul Spring and the emperor looked at each other.

"If you don't want the honor of killing pale, I will accept it."

Hunquan rolled her tongue and licked the blood from her lips back into her body. Her wings vibrated, her body broke through the limit of speed, and hit the ground with a large number of white sound cones.

The girl in the black dress unsteadily stood up from the snow.

Her face was pale, her broken knife had been broken, and she seemed to have lost her fighting power.

At this time.

The earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

Lin Shouxi's Nine Bright Saint King's Flame reappeared, blocking between Miss and Soul Spring.

Of course, this golden flame alone cannot stop the soul spring, but what appeared with the golden flame was a palm as big as a mansion.

The palm of the giant king!

Lin Shouxi used the golden flame to lure the Giant King over.

In his hands, the golden flame turned into a thread holding a puppet. Of course, this so-called puppet was nothing but the ancient king of giants.He used the golden flame to attract the giant king to make various movements. These movements looked chaotic and clumsy, but because the giant king was huge enough, it actually blocked Soul Spring's attack like a shield.

Soul Spring's pupils scanned the snowfield, but found no trace of Lin Shouxi.

Lin Shouxi, as the informer, is hiding in the dark and manipulating the giant king, not giving Hunquan a chance to kill him.

"Pale, who was the only one in the world in the past, is he going to hide like this?" Hunquan asked coldly.

There was no look of defeat on the lady's face.

She looked at the giant's towering body and said, "A long time ago, it was my family member. Now, it is just fulfilling its duties."

"If the giant king wasn't crazy, he might still be able to protect you, but his consciousness has long since faded away. You don't think that you can be protected by just clumsy manipulation?"

Hunquan looked at the mountain-like giant king, and his words seemed to be mocking.

soon.

A killing intent bypassed the giant king without anyone noticing it, and arrived at Mu Shijing's back.

It was a person exactly like Soul Spring.

She is the creation of the combination of ice and snow spiritual root and clone spiritual root.

Lin Shouxi can control puppets, and of course Soul Spring can also create split souls.

The strength of the divided soul is not comparable to that of the real body, but it is enough to kill a weak girl.

When the white sword light swung out from the night, Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe, who were hiding in the dark, were finally forced to show up. With their swords combined, they struck with all their strength, barely blocking the sword with the risk of serious injury.

The moment Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe appeared.

The taciturn emperor also ordered a killer.

Under the black robe, the emperor's fingers bloomed like flowers, and the seemingly soft starlight emerged from the fingertips and fell silently.

Mu Shijing was not worried.

Because, another old favored person also came.

Both Soul Spring and the emperor noticed it and looked forward.

Two dark green flames lit up in the dark night, followed by a furious dragon chant, but for some reason, the frequency of the dragon chant sounded like a cat meowing.

The sky is full of wind and snow.

The Dragon King's Skeleton crashed straight into the sky, and the emperor escaped, but Soul Spring, who was really distracted to control the clone, was not so lucky. She was pushed into the snow peak by the Cangbi King.

Landslides and fissures.

Blizzard rushes like a tide.

……

Half an hour ago, Gong Yu was still sitting in the cursed snow ridge, looking for a way to break it.

When she was about to despair for a while, colorful lights lit up in the distant sky, and the light spread here, illuminating the scale-like clouds above her head.

These bright clouds stand out especially in the dark.

At that moment, Gong Yu suddenly realized one thing: the restriction that cursed the snow field did not have the ability to cover the cloud tomb. , It became a white cloud flowing all over the sky.

The cloud tomb became the most critical clue.

As long as she uses the cloud tomb as a reference, and puts back the broken clouds in the sky to its original shape, then this disordered space will naturally return to its original position!
The sky full of white clouds hides mysteries. Behind this seemingly absurd and bizarre cursed snowfield, it is actually just a jigsaw puzzle.

But if you don't have enough strength, you won't be able to get out even if you understand the way to crack it.

Gong Yu swallowed the elixir that she carried with her, and then she began to move the space.

The originally flat snow field became wrinkled.

Mountains and depressions reappeared, and as the clouds were continuously moved, the columnar cloud tomb covering the World Tree was also clearly visible.

After completing the last piece of the puzzle, she reached into the full placket, took out the sleeping Sanhua cat, and shook it cruelly awake.

The three-flowered cat went back to its heart in a daze.

Afterwards, the pupils of the Cangbi King brightened up again, and the dark green fire burned through the cold night.

After many battles, the Sanhuamao is no longer the little stupid cat it used to be. It restrained the soul spring that seemed weak after repeated battles, and used the experience of fighting wits and courage with mice in the past to hold the woman in the red skirt in the broken peak. Punch and kick.

Just now, when the Cangbi King flew over Lin Shouxi, the Snow-robed Fairy on the dragon's back also swung her sword and jumped down, piercing the clone of Soul Spring in two with one sword.

The sword light illuminated Gong Yu's face.

Mu Shijing, Xiaohe, and Lin Shouxi looked at her together.

Cursing that the days and nights spent on the snowy field made Gong Yu a little thinner, but she was so beautiful, this haggardness fell on her pale cheeks, just like the petals stained with autumn marks, which made people feel pity.

Lin Shouxi and Gong Yu looked at each other in the ice and snow.

It's half a year apart, but it seems like a hundred years have passed.

"Master, you have come so far and you can not only speak a whisper, it's really easy to find Xiaoyu."

A smile of relief appeared on Gong Yu's red lips. She looked at Lin Shouxi, rejoicing but also with a little resentment, knowingly asked: "Master leaving without saying goodbye like this, is he trying to escape Xiaoyu? Doesn't Master not like it?" Xiaoyu, so you only take the two teachers and wives away?"

Gongyu is dignified and elegant, but what he says is like a little girl acting like a spoiled child.

When facing his apprentice, the young man who dared to use the giant king as a marionette also seemed awkward for a while, he said: "How can I not read a small language, but the matter happened too urgently at that time, I really..."

Lin Shouxi didn't know how to sum it up simply, so he could only say, "I'll explain to Xiaoyu after the First World War is over, okay?"

"not good."

Gong Yu sat in the snowy field for more than ten days, with resentment in her heart, she said willfully: "You have to prove that you miss me."

At this time, the lady with a cold temperament said quietly: "I can prove it for him."

Gong Yu looked at the girl in the black dress, and couldn't tell who she was for a while... Coincidentally, this mysterious girl who was written into the genealogy by her family and killed the Space-Time Demon God seemed to be due to emotional entanglements again. , write in the same genealogy with her again.

"How to prove it?" Gong Yu asked curiously.

"He was crazy about his apprentice. In order to relieve his worries, he found another little apprentice in Zhenguo. That little apprentice is very cute, just as cute as Xiaoyu when he was a child." The young lady said coldly.

"Mu Shijing!" Lin Shouxi stopped immediately.

"What? Am I wrong?" The lady asked back.

Gong Yu's long Qiushui eyes slowly narrowed, and the awe-inspiring killing intent flowed in his eyes.

"No, the thing is actually..."

At this critical juncture, how could Lin Shouxi have the heart to explain the whole story of the matter, and there are some things that cannot be explained clearly at all, and now he only hopes that the emperor will call quickly to interrupt their conversation.

But the emperor didn't know what he was thinking, but he stood still.

Lin Shouxi also couldn't figure out why he would stage the scene of a woman's love in this life-and-death decisive battle, but Gong Yu became self-willed and would ignore all occasions. She just stared into Lin Shouxi's eyes and stubbornly waited for an answer.

"Master, you really misunderstood him, and I actually meant to accept him as a disciple..." Xiaohe carefully helped him speak.

Gong Yu didn't care, and said: "Xiaohe, if you continue to spoil him like this, it will not be as simple as adding another apprentice."

"No, Master really made a mistake this time..."

"Don't talk about it. As a master, he accepts disciples without authorization. How can disciples just sit idly by? I want to punish master according to the sect's rules." Gong Yu said proudly.

The battle is far from over, the Cangbi King and Soul Spring are still wrestling, the dragon's breath is sculpting mountains and rivers, and the snow water evaporates in large quantities, turning into white mist, connecting with the cloud tomb.

In such a place, the worries and worries in Gong Yu's heart dissipated along with the ice and snow, and turned into stronger emotions, colliding in her chest.

She no longer cared about the catastrophe, nor about life and death, this Taoist fairy actually held Lin Shouxi's face directly, and kissed Lin Shouxi forcefully under the slightly different gazes of Xiaohe and Mu Shijing.

She came all the way, no longer wanting to explain, just wanting a desperate kiss.

　Change first and then change.I still haven't written it under my sister... ashamed

　　
　
(End of this chapter)