I will bury the gods

Chapter 409 Sisters (End)

an hour ago.

Shu Yao, who narrowly escaped death, still knelt in the ruins, at a loss.

The scorched Great Spirit Tree was like a scar, which was so dazzling that she couldn't bear to look at it. As for the vigorous battle of gods, it didn't seem to have anything to do with her.

Where should I go?

In the past when he was living in the Snow Palace, Shu Yao always felt that he was a dormant monster, just waiting for the world to show its fangs and shock the world.But now, she finally understands that troubled times are the real monsters, and even gods may be swallowed in one bite. A delicate and frail girl like her probably doesn't even have enough gaps between her teeth.

I really pray that Miss can win.

She can't do anything else, so she just wants to pay homage to her father.

The bones of the Void King were buried in a grand underground palace, which was the original lair of the Void King, but now it became his tomb.

Shuyu passed through the black permafrost and walked down the thick and winding tree roots. The underground palace was half flooded and the soil was loose. The skeleton of the Void King was pierced in the mud, making it difficult to see the whole picture .It's ridiculous to say that this great king who is second only to the pale in the Dragon King Temple actually served as fertilizer in the potting soil for the last part of his life.

But that would save the burial.

She tried her best to come up with some heartless thoughts, trying to dilute the emotions in her heart.

The underground palace collapsed in the battle of gods, and the originally established road was broken and deformed. Shuyu squeezed into the underground palace with her petite body. As she walked, she kept thinking:
"Father, I'm here to see you. I'm your daughter. By the way, I'm not the eldest daughter who planted poisonous seeds in your heart. If you are alive, don't blame me. Your other children They all betrayed you, and now I am the only one left to see you, I came here in a hurry, empty-handed, without any greeting gifts, don’t take offense, let alone treat me as a living sacrifice.”

While talking, Shuyu came to the bottom of the Dragon Palace.

Here, she finally saw the hanging head of the Void King.

Such a corpse is not like some kind of life that survived the world, but more like a sculpture inspired by the gods. It interweaves ferocity, terror, and majesty to form a unique beauty. This beauty has no name, only It can be called 'Dragon'.

If it is placed in front of the world, I am afraid that everyone will worship it.

But now, in the dark and damp underground palace, I feel that it is like a lantern that will never light up again. The broken mythical scroll on the lantern may still scare people, but it has lost its ability to illuminate people. bright opportunity.

"I've already come to see you. It's considered filial piety, but I can't do it for you. It's too chaotic outside. There may be landslides here at any time. I have to leave quickly, or it will be a real disaster." It's a sacrifice." Shu Yao said with a worried face.

She waved her hand at the Dragon King's skeleton, turned her back, and was about to climb out along the scorched tree roots.

The dense tree roots are like the tentacles of evil gods, tightly entwining the giant dragon. Now these 'tentacles' have been scorched and scorched, but after sniffing it, I feel a little hungry.

It was dark all around, and the sound of water gurgling incessantly.

Shuyu walked up.

while walking.

The cold wind blew from behind, and invaded the back from the back collar, and she was so excited that she quickly gathered her clothes tightly and quickened her pace.

Just as she was about to walk out of the underground palace.

suddenly.

A faint voice came from the dungeon-like darkness, and it fell into Shumai's ears, but it turned into rolling thunder again:

"help me……"

Shuyu suddenly turned around.

The underground palace was still pitch black, and nothing could be seen.

The voice didn't sound again, and the word "help me" just now seemed to be just an auditory hallucination from the depths of memory.

"You heard me wrong."

Shu Yu rubbed her small earlobe, talking to herself.

She wanted to leave here, but she couldn't move any further.In the end, for some reason, she turned her head and ran back to the depths of the underground palace willfully to investigate the situation.

The dragon remained the same, motionless.

"Okay, rest in peace, don't call me any more, and you won't come if you call me again. Now I can't save myself as a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, but I can't save you, a great Buddha." Shu Wei put her hands on her hips and sighed.

But she never expected that her words would come true.

The crazy giant king happened to run across the sky and hit the big spirit tree continuously. In a short time, the big spirit tree was directly broken, and the turbulent underground palace collapsed completely. He quickly escaped into the dragon king's chest with his eyes and hands. at death.

At this time, she really achieved "it's hard to protect herself", but if she hadn't returned to the underground palace, she might have been trampled to death by the giant king.

I don't know if I'm lucky or unlucky.

The Giant King smashed the Great Spirit Dry Tree, and then carried the 'corpse' of the Great Spirit Dry Tree and continued running towards the north. The sound of stepping on the ground soon became distant.

Shuyu secretly rejoiced that he escaped again.

She was just about to leave when her heartbeat suddenly sounded in her ears.

A heavy and loud heartbeat.

Shu Yu looked back and saw the densely packed tree roots that wrapped the Dragon King's heart. The roots were like a cocoon, and the heart was hidden deep inside like an embryo.

My heart throbbed.

She got up almost instinctively, crawled along the ribs and tree roots to the heart, and pressed her ears to the 'cocoon', listening to the movement coming from inside.

The sound of her heart beating really sounded, which made her feel unparalleled joy.

Shuyu peeled off the cocoon wrapped around the heart, and got in.Like a child slipping back into its mother's womb.

In the darkness, the heart has long lost its brilliance, its surface is full of pits and cracks, and the so-called heartbeat is more like an unconscious convulsion after death.

but……

Today, after seeing the heart, Shuyu finally understands many things.

"You gave me the spiritual root of healing, didn't you want me to kill those who don't deserve to have the spiritual root..."

Shuyu muttered to himself.

She stroked her heart, and the original idea about the dragon awakened in her body, including the dragon language. The dragon language is a purely spiritual syllable without words as a carrier. In the dragon language, the meaning of 'bridging' is equivalent to hugging.

Shuyu suddenly opened his arms, and said word by word:

"Form—spirit—combination—"

Bridging the spiritual roots takes effect.

She hugged her heart tightly.

Then, as if a miracle had come, the heart that was originally dead gray was glowing again.

The heart was beating powerfully, and the tree roots entwining the heart were all torn apart, and the pupils of the Void King re-ignited, dispelling the darkness of the entire underground palace.

The heart is the most important organ of a dragon. Once it beats, it can bring the whole skeleton back to life.

Because of this, Shu Yu also understood one more important thing:

For a dragon, will is above all else. This powerful body is more like an armor, and the will of the dragon is the person inside the armor. The king died, and he passed the armor to his daughter before he died.

In a sense, Shuyao is no different from Sanhuamao. They are all heirs, inheriting this invincible ancient armor. The difference is that Sanhuamao was created artificially, while Shuyu took over Father's mantle.

In the underground palace as dead as a tomb, the king was crowned as the king.

Nothing can stop her anymore.

She spread her wings.

The dragon's bone wings are like two giant blades, which easily cut through the frozen ground as hard as steel. The wings that have been folded for thousands of years stretch out again. Under the wings, it lifted its huge body again.

At the end of the war of gods, special blessings come.

The mighty giant gold bug uttered a mournful cry when it encountered a natural enemy.

The screams quickly turned into screams.

The giant dragon passed by, and the goshawk grabbed it like a poisonous snake and tore it apart with its sharp claws. The giant gold bug did not sit still, it also wrapped itself around the bone arm of the giant dragon, trying to destroy the newborn heart .

Shu Yu had just controlled this body, and it was a bit unfamiliar at first, but she made rapid progress, and her movements became more and more smooth and skillful.

Under the crushing force, the golden bug's struggle became futile, and soon it was torn into pieces by the special beast.

Every fragment is a spiritual root.

These spiritual roots that had been tightly gathered due to being swallowed loosened again, and they were blown by the wind and drifted towards the towns of the real country.

The spiritual root will return to the body of the monks.

She still remembers the fairy invitation.

She destroyed the flower spirit root.

The spirituality of the flower's spiritual root dissipated and turned into a snowflake, which was swept into the snow by the wind and was no longer visible.

Then, Shuyu looked in the direction of Xuechao again.

She trampled to death the old blacksmith.

Then, Shuyu looked at Gong Yu.

The white-robed fairy beat the old man until his head was bleeding, and he was not a good person, but Mu Shijing stopped him when he wanted to attack Gong Yu.

"It's true that she is not a good person, but she is one of us." Mu Shijing said.

I really understand.

The ferocious dragon's head drooped again, and the emperor was reflected in the pale pupils.

The emperor was already dying.

Si Muxue still blocked the emperor with her sword, but the determination in her eyes had long since collapsed, and the act of standing with the sword was more like protecting her own stubbornness.

"Don't worry about her." Mu Shijing said, "I will finish everything about her myself."

I am so obedient to what the young lady says.

Her father had made a contract with Pai Bai, and she did the same until her death.

So, Shu Yu could only look at Soul Spring.

The bruised Hunquan also looked at her.

Until now, Hunquan finally understood that her act of using the seeds to extract the power of the Void King was superfluous. The Void King was about to 'end his life'. He gave birth to a daughter in the hope that she could inherit his body.

But Hunquan didn't understand at that time.

Thus, this power that terrified the world just fell into the hands of Shu Yao by accident.

When Sanhuamao inherited the Cangbi King, she was tortured madly by the Cangbi King's heavy memory, but she didn't, she just seemed to return to the warm swaddle, and the ancient memories flowed into her consciousness along the blood. The sea has become a part of her memory.

"It turns out that the inheritance of dragons depends on ideas?" Hunquan said softly.

If she is still at her peak state, she can indeed fight against the white corpse, but she has just fought hard against the emperor and the king of blue, how can she face this newborn behemoth?

She was defeated after all.

"Are you going to kill me?" Soul Spring asked.

……

the other side.

Si Muxue confronted the emperor again.

With the previous lessons, this time, no matter what the emperor said, Si Muxue remained calm, but even so, Mu Shijing could still see her inner struggle from her fluttering fox tail.

"If you can't make up your mind, I can help you."

Mu Shijing said coldly, "For you, the emperor is your enemy and Si Muyan is your sister, but for me, they are all enemies. You blindfolded, and I will make the decision for you."

Si Muxue didn't reply.

Mu Shijing sighed softly.

She wiped off the new frost that covered the shiny sword blade, closed one eye, squinted at the blade, as if to see if it was straight and sharp, and then, she regarded Si Muxue as nothing, and walked past her , to the emperor.

Si Muxue trembled all over, trying to stop her, but couldn't raise her arms.

The sun has not risen yet.

The snow suddenly became heavier.

Goose feathers and heavy snow, like scattered paper money, decorated the upcoming funeral.

When Mu Shijing raised his sword and fell.

The lifeless emperor suddenly opened his eyes, and those eyes were no longer human eyes, but the vertical pupils of a dragon.

The seemingly immobile emperor moved again, and very quickly.

What moves with the emperor is her sword blade made of ice and snow.

She still had the last trace of strength, which was insignificant, but it supported the final assassination.

The emperor himself did not expect that this vigorous battle of gods would end with a short assassination.She knew that even if Mu Shijing was killed, she would definitely die today, but she didn't want to die alone, under the nine springs, with her sister by her side, she wouldn't be so lonely.

"I will not be killed by the waste in Yuan Chi Realm." The emperor said so.

Mu Shijing didn't seem to be able to react, she remained calm in the face of such a fierce assassination.

Ding--

The emperor's sword was intercepted just as it was about to pierce Mu Shijing's heart.

It was Si Muxue who stopped the sword.

When Mu Shijing wanted to kill the emperor, she blocked it, and when the emperor wanted to kill Mu Shijing, she still chose to block it.

"Get out of the way!!"

The emperor's pupils were dizzy, as if he was on the verge of madness, she roared at Si Muxue, the roar was heart-piercing.

Si Muxue refused.

As a result, all the swords that were supposed to be slashed at Mu Shijing fell on Si Muxue, and Si Muxue kept sealing her sword to block back and retreat step by step. When she was about to stumble and fall, Mu Shijing supported her back.

"Is Goddess Si still unable to make a decision?" Mu Shijing said softly, "I heard Xiaohe and Lin Shouxi tell your story. In their stories, you are not such a indecisive person."

"..."

Si Muxue's pupils flickered.

The emperor's sword struck again.

Si Muxue clenched her teeth, and when she raised her head again, she finally made up her mind, her pupils glaring fiercely.

The nine tails fluttered, and the demonic aura soared to the sky.

In Si Muxue's petite and graceful body, the suppressed power burst out suddenly, shaking Mu Shijing who was supporting her back slightly.

"I am going to kill you."

Si Muxue stared fixedly at the person in front of her, her eyes seemed to penetrate her skin, and she saw the evil soul hidden in it, she seemed to swear, but her voice was restrained: "I will kill you! I will kill you! You crucified here, let you sleep in ice and snow forever, I will take back my sister, I will let her see your ugliness with her own eyes, if she doesn't want to see it, I will tell her."

The sword light lit up.

Holding the blade in her hand, Si Muxue rushed towards the emperor like a waking lion.

The emperor is at the end of his battle.

After being unable to threaten Si Muyan, she could no longer block Si Muxue's weapon. After only blocking three swords in the air, the snow sword she made was shattered into pieces, and the emperor was cut into pieces amidst the blood splattering. On the snowy ground, coughing continuously, the emperor suddenly laughed, laughing wildly, she yelled at Si Muxue: "Kill me!"

then.

The sound of cracking silk sounded.

Si Muxue's sword actually pierced through her chest, nailing her to the snow.

Si Muxue recovered.

When she saw this scene, she felt incredible. Seeing the blood on the back of her hand, she let go of the sword hilt as if she had been shocked by electricity.

But it's a foregone conclusion.

She knelt down in the snow, staring blankly at the person in front of her, bewildered like a little girl.

"Mu... Snow?"

The red-haired goddess whispered softly.

Si Muxue raised her head in a daze, and asked, "Sister?"

She was convinced that the person in front of her was her sister.

She didn't kill Si Muyan, Si Muyan is still alive!She just killed the emperor, she saved her own sister from the evil king!
"Sister, don't move around, I have a panacea to bring people back to life, I can cure you!"

Si Muxue carefully pulled out the sword. She believed that as long as she locked her sister's soul with the Nether Dao Fruit, she could use the pill to restore her to her original state.

This is all coming to an end.

She believed that she could explain what she had done and persuade Si Muyan with her true intentions.

They have lived and died together for hundreds of years, and have gone through many ups and downs. Now, the cloud hanging over their heads has dissipated, and she has saved the freedom of herself and her sister from the shackles!

The future is good.

It must be good.

They will save many more people.

Shi Yirao, Ye Qingzhai, Ling Qinglu...they are all poor puppets played by the emperor, she will get them out of the quagmire.

She couldn't wait to heal her sister and told her about this beautiful vision.

However, Si Muyan raised his hand to stop her move.

Si Muxue was taken aback.

"Sister, you..."

Si Muyan looked at her, the remaining tenderness in her eyes was extinguished, her pale and chapped lips moved, and she uttered two words: "Traitor."

A simple two words are better than any blade, it easily shattered all of Si Muxue's beautiful fantasies, and trampled them into dross.

Si Muxue opened her mouth, wanting to explain something to her sister, but her throat stuck.

Her eyes were red and the tears were streaming.

When she was a child, whenever she cried, her sister would hug her tightly and comfort her tenderly like an elder.

But now, there was no trace of pity in Si Muyan's pupils.

"traitor."

Si Muyan repeated it, his voice full of hatred.Blood flowed from the corner of her lips, she opened her lips, and in her mouth, her tongue had been bitten off, bloody and bloody.

Si Muxue was at a loss.In fact, she has known for a long time that her sister is a person who regards faith as her life, and the moment her faith collapses, she is doomed to die.

She can no longer lie to herself.

Si Muyan died in front of her.

Before dying, she saw her sister's lips move.

Si Muyan was speechless, but Si Muxue still understood her lips: "I will always hate you."

……

Crying sounded on the snow field.

Si Muxue hugged her sister's cold and broken body, tears streaming down her face, crying very sadly.She thought she could change everything, but she couldn't do anything after all.

The emperor lost, and she also lost, but the elder sister who originally wanted to be bright became a sacrifice for their victory or defeat.

She wanted to cry a lot and shed tears for the rest of her life, but even this request was not fulfilled by the sky.

because……

On the snow field.

Lin Shouxi turned his gaze to the north and kept scanning.

"Are you looking for something?" Gong Yu asked.

"Where did the Giant King go?" Lin Shouxi asked in a deep voice, "Where did the Giant King go after he went crazy?"

Gong Yu fell silent.

It was a life-and-death battle just now, and the sky was dark. Even if the giant was so big that it towered above the sky, they had no time to care about his whereabouts. At this moment, after Lin Shouxi reminded him, Gong Yu realized that the giant king was no longer visible on the snow field.

then.

The earth trembled suddenly.

The tremor was felt from further north.

That is where the seal of the undead snowfield is located.

In the ancient mythology of Zhenguo, the giant king, as a pale family member, is an eternal enemy with the evil god.

Soon after, the sound of the shattering of the Undead Snowfield seal will resound throughout the world.

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