I will bury the gods

There are thousands of snow-capped mountains, the peak lines are hidden in the clouds, and beyond the jagged ice hills, the rising sun penetrates the snow and ice, shining a streamer in the sky.

The seal and the mountain wall are integrated into one, seamless, not artificial, but more like a masterpiece of uncanny workmanship.

"This seal exhausted the power of the spiritual root that my father bestowed on me. After that, I had to heal my wounds for 30 years before I was finally able to practice again. In other words, what is blocking you is not mountains, but The king of emptiness." Standing behind him, Shu Yao spoke slowly.

"I can break it open," Lin Shouxi said.

"I'm not worried that you won't be able to break through, I'm worried that you will be eaten by the king of the gray tomb after spending too much effort. If you are eaten, the lady will be sad." Shu said.

"Yes, Master, be careful." Chu Lu also said.

Not only Shuyi and Chulu, Gong Yu, Chu Yingchan, Hunquan, Xianyuan and others all came to see him off. "How many years do I have to wait for you this time?" Gong Yu asked.

"Up to seven days." Lin Shouxi promised.

"My scoundrel is full of nonsense, Master, don't believe it." Chu Yingchan smiled faintly.

"Meow meow meow-"

The Sanhua cat ran over from the snow field, leaving a series of small cat paw prints.

It jumped up with a whoosh, leaped onto Shuyu's head, walked away with one touch, and jumped onto Xianyou's head again. Xianyou raised her eyes coldly, and the Sanhuamao was silent like a cicada. After looking at Gong Yu and Chu Yingchan for a while , hastily jumped into Gong Yu's arms.

"Last night I went to bed late, I thought I couldn't make it."

The Sanhua cat was wearing a cow-colored cat suit. It rubbed its blackened eye sockets, took out a manuscript from its pocket, handed it to Lin Shouxi, and said, "Here, I wrote this last night, and it's about you." I have already submitted the story of fighting the enemy bravely and defeating the Lord of the Gray Tomb to the Di Bao of Zhenguo, if it comes true, I will be a prophecy cat, so, you must win."

Lin Shouxi took it, turned it over, and asked suspiciously: "You must have written two copies, right? I won one and I lost the other?"

"How can you think of me like that?"
Sanhuamao's eyes widened, but it felt a little guilty. It thought for a while and said, "Then, if you win, I'll write you another copy of The Passion of the Son. Well—"

Lin Shouxi covered Sanhuamao's mouth.

"I'm going to win, it's an auspicious day," he said.

People were more or less nervous, only Hunquan stood quietly with four arms hanging down, like a red-clothed female ghost with a lingering soul. She looked at Lin Shouxi and sneered inexplicably.

"Do you have something to say to me?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"no."

Hunquan shook her head, she seemed to be seriously ill, and she was so angry: "Whether you win or the king of the gray tomb wins, I don't care, because all of this is meaningless, the real enemy is outside the starry sky, we are like The ants fighting each other in the nest regard the light rain as a disaster, the breeze as a catastrophe, and the small mound in front of them as a hill that is as high as the sky. Goats trampled on it unintentionally, and they can reduce these so-called emperors and gods to ashes.”

As soon as this remark came out, the voices of the people also fell silent.

"Sister Hunquan has been like this all these years, don't be surprised."

Xingyu stood up and said, "50 years ago, my sister became obsessed with stargazing and made many utensils for looking up at the starry sky. There is clearly nothing beyond the stars, except black and still black.”

Lin Shouxi nodded.

He couldn't help but think of the battle between the Holy Soil Palace and the Outer Territory Shamo. In that battle, the Outer Territory Shamo used his thoughts to show him the "reality" of the universe. There, he saw countless powerful and invincible gods. In front of these gods, the planet is like dust.

These are not things he should think about now. "Stay away."

As he spoke, he walked towards the seal.

Lin Shouxi stretched out his right palm, clasped his four fingers together, and curled his thumb.

He uttered a spell, and then, glaring

The golden light emerged from his palm, turning into a long golden worm, wrapping tightly around his palm.

This golden worm is the key spirit root.

Then, Lin Shouxi raised his left palm in front of him, straightened his index finger, and clasped his thumb and middle finger, like a pen like an awl.He used the white snow on the peak wall as a paper to write a huge "gate".

As soon as the word "bamboo" came out, Jin Chong reacted immediately, struggling to get inside.

Lin Shouxi twisted the golden flame of the Holy King of Nine Mings into a thin thread, and restrained the struggling golden worm. The golden worm wailed in pain, but Lin Shouxi ignored it and just stared at the word "door".

The crooked word door, under his gaze, actually turned into a door.

The red gold in Lin Shouxi's right palm was also getting heavier and heavier. When the red gold was shining to the extreme, he clenched his palm into a fist, closed it at his waist, and blasted it towards the mountain.

The bright golden light overwhelmed the rising sun, and the entire cloud tomb was covered with hot gold.

The key spirit root turned into a golden python in the sea of ​​snow, hitting the mountain wall with its steel-like head, ordering it to open.The mountains began to tremble, and a huge amount of white dust rose up. Not long after, heavy snow fell from the top of the mountain, like a raging tide, engulfing everything.

In the avalanche, there was a deafening sound.

The spirit root of the key smashed against the door, and the seal that had been immobile for a hundred years finally cracked a crack.As soon as the gap opened, the darkness of the undead imprisoned in it gushed out impatiently.

Then, these undead darkly stopped in front of Lin Shouxi.

As Lin Shouxi walked forward, the darkness receded. Every time he stepped in and retreated, the gushing darkness was forced back into the undead snowfield.

Lin Shouxi passed through the crack and returned to the undead snowfield.

Passing through the mountains of snow-disaster beast corpses and the ground full of cracks, he saw the clan-killing sword. A hundred years ago, the clan-killing sword was the size of a tower. Now, it has shrunk significantly.

The Sword of Killing Clan was awakened by Lin Shouxi's golden light.

After waking up, it saw Lin Shouxi, instinctively aroused hostility, and stabbed at him.

Then, the Clan Killing Sword directly passed through his body, as if touching a phantom, but failed to hurt him at all.

"I am a unique life now, you can't kill me." Lin Shouxi said.Shocked, Zhu Clan Zhijian turned around and ran away.

"What are you going for?"

Lin Shouxi stared at it and said, "Everyone says that you and I are the only world-suppressing sword, and we are inseparable in the totem that exorcises evil and avoids disaster. Now that the evil god is close at hand, you, as the world-suppressing sword, why Want to go?" The Clan Killing Sword didn't want to listen to his nonsense, it took advantage of the sobriety brought by this twilight, and quickly swept towards the gap.

It wants to get out of here.

This idea of ​​escape is almost crazy.

But soon, a ray of golden light descended, transformed into the appearance of Vajra Cutting, and locked the Clan Killing Sword, and then dozens of golden lights chased after it, binding it tightly from the beginning to the end.

"Darkness can imprison you, so can light," Lin Shouxi said.The Clan Killing Sword kept struggling, but in vain.

This sword, which made him and Mu Shijing extremely difficult a hundred years ago, no longer poses any threat to him, but he has not found a way to completely destroy it.

Lin Shouxi continued to walk forward.

In the devastated darkness, the giant king's broken corpse stood upright in the darkness, like an ancient sword stuck upside down on the ground, waiting for the gods to pull it out.

The huge ice block that froze Xiao He was right next to the giant's corpse, and behind the ice block was the dark abyss where the undead were born.

Xiaohe's face remained the same as before, her flying skirt was like the wings of a white bird, and the holy seal that belonged exclusively to the emperor appeared between her eyebrows, shining with the sun and the moon.

The darkness continued to seep into the ice, Xiao He was like the wick of a lotus lantern, slender and fragile, ready to be annihilated in this ghostly place at any time.

Gong Ying's gentle words echoed in his ears:

"Flames are the shadows of ashes, and light is also born from darkness. You should go to your own battlefield, where there is infinite darkness, and it will also be your place of nirvana.
Let's fill in the last gap. "

Lin Shouxi walked to the side of the black abyss.The abyss is like a well, unfathomable.

Lin Shouxi opened his golden pupils and looked down. The deep darkness was like skinned boa constrictors, wriggling and twisting, and the shrill sound of a baby crying echoed endlessly in it. The viscous evil spirit will tear people's minds apart at a glance and turn them into monsters.

Lin Shouxi was still affected even though he had just completed the magic pill.

Like a blunt knife cutting through his brain, the sharp pain threatened to stop him. "Wait for me."

Lin Shouxi looked at Xiaohe and spoke softly.then.

He jumped down.

The abyss was like a convulsive cavity, closing in an instant, and Lin Shouxi was hidden in it, life and death were uncertain. ---

The battle on Patriarch Mountain has not stopped yet.

Even though Gong Ying tried her best to restrain the evil spirit and lead the evil god to the clouds, the aftermath of the battle was still like an ax that opened the sky, cutting off the majestic Patriarch Mountain in half.

a hundred years ago.

Gong Ying almost died in order to repel the god of tide awareness. Thanks to Gong Song who had already paved the way for her, she managed to become a green lotus and survive in the Immortal Kingdom.

Fortunately, in the battle of the dead city, the heaven of another world was destroyed by the emperor.The way of heaven no longer hangs over the heads of all living beings, so in the past hundred years, the way of the world has flourished like never before.

One prospered, all prospered, one destroyed, all destroyed, Gong Ying transformed from a green lotus into a human again, left the Immortal Kingdom, and ascended to the throne of God again, even stronger than before.

"Isn't that enough?"

Gong Ying looked at the Yellow River and Luoshui wrapped around her sleeves, and sighed.The Yellow River and the Luoshui River are narrowing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Three days ago, they were still surging rivers, but now, they are just like colorful scarves lingering in the arms.

The patriarch's slough entangled by evil gods hangs in the sky, like a rotting sun, dripping turbid liquid continuously, it sings, and its singing is cheerful, like praises at a celebration banquet.

Under the meat ball, corpses littered the field.

Mu Shijing and others have not closed their eyes for three days and three nights.

They have been evacuating the affected people and guiding them to a relatively safe place. Now, there are ten rooms and ten rooms under the Patriarch Mountain. There are no living people, only corpses piled up in mountains.

All the prosperous towns built on the hills have been turned into empty cities. "Can sister Ying win?"

Bai Zhu looked at the sky, worried.

Mu Shijing could sense some battles in the sky, his eyebrows were furrowed, and he didn't answer.Shi Yirao didn't speak.

Only Chu Miao's tone was firm: "I believe in the Palace Mistress. A hundred years ago, she was able to repel the God of Consciousness. Today, she can definitely kill Ai Yong. After this battle, the three evil gods will no longer exist, and from now on It will be the prosperous age of the human race."

"I wish."

Mu Shijing looked at the dark sky, and his tone was heavy.

Disaster is imminent, there is no lady in her body who can respond to her, she must become a real lady.

"No matter what the outcome is, we have to leave. If we stay here, we will only bind the Lord Palace Master." Mu Shijing said while taking out the pills and treasures from the storage ring and distributed them to everyone: "After resting , we will leave immediately."

"Hmm." Everyone responded softly.

"Hey, Sister Mu, what is this?" Bai Zhu picked up a bright red Ganoderma lucidum and asked. "Oh, this is Tushii Huo Lingzhi, a treasure I bought in Xijiang." Mu Shijing replied.

"Tousita Fire Ganoderma"

Bai Zhu remembered what Su Xiying said. Sister Su said, if there are treasures in this world that can skyrocket her cultivation for decades, maybe they can help her break into the realm of the gods, but most of those treasures were born a hundred years ago. ceased to exist during the mass extinction.

"Isn't this thing extinct?" Bai Zhu asked. "yes?"

Mu Shijing didn't know either, but she figured it out quickly after thinking for a while, and replied: "I raised them in the underground palace, which is the domain of the gods, isolated from the world, and should not be subject to the sword of killing the clan." interference
Is this thing very precious? "

Bai Zhu nodded vigorously.

Mu Shijing bought it back then because he was deceived by a female businessman, but he didn't expect it to be a coincidence.

Under Bai Zhu's expectant gaze, Mu Shijing silently took back the fire ganoderma and said, "Since it's so precious, I'll keep it as a dowry."

"Ai Mu sister!"

When Bai Zhu heard this, she was very anxious. She hugged Mu Shijing's arm and begged again and again: "I'm afraid Sister Mu doesn't know. Among the wives, Bai Zhu likes Sister Mu the most!"

"yes?"

Mu Shijing took out a mantra stone from nowhere, pressed it in Bai Zhu's hand, and said flatly, "Say it again." Bai Zhu fell silent immediately.

"Okay, stop making trouble, let's set off quickly, it seems that a decisive battle is about to take place." Shi Yirao stood up, looking at the stormy sky with a calm expression.

Chu Miao nodded.

Mu Shijing also packed up the storage ring and got up to leave.At this time.

A cold voice sounded from the pile of corpses behind, with resentment and questioning: "Where are you going?"

The women looked back.

Amidst the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, a blood-clothed woman with disheveled hair came slowly. She held a bloody long knife in her right hand and a beautiful bloody head in her left hand.

It was the head of Tong Qingyu.

The head is dead, and the last expression is not pain, but relief.The woman couldn't stop laughing.

She raised her head, revealing a bloody face.She is Tong Qingyu's daughter, Tong Luan.

Undead Snowfield.

Lin Shouxi has been swallowed by the abyss.

At the moment when he was swallowed by the abyss, his body, which was far harder than steel, was destroyed by the darkness like a sharp knife. He was constantly reborn and destroyed, and the inhuman pain came and went back and forth in his sea of ​​consciousness. Cutting, the sharp pain was born from the depths of the bone marrow, making his life worse than death.

Soon, Lin Shouxi's flesh and blood were dissolved by the darkness, and the exposed organs were also eaten by the darkness.

Then, strands of darkness entangled his limbs and skeletons, tightly grasping his lonely beating heart. He was like a dragon corpse, and this endless darkness was the root system of the sacred tree that imprisoned him.

Lin Shouxi's bones were firmly restrained.

His head drooped, his hollow eye sockets looking down.He saw the Lord of the Gray Tomb again.

This King of the Gray Tomb is completely different from the one a hundred years ago, and now it is more like an embryo, an embryo that is about to break its shell.

Its purpose is the same as Lin Shouxi.

It constantly absorbs the flame of the Nine Ming Sage King refined by Lin Shouxi, intending to complete its new life in absolute light.

Lin Shouxi guarded the magic elixir, Huojing, and wrestled desperately with the Lord of the Gray Tomb.This process lasted for days and nights.

In the sharp pain that tore his soul, Lin Shouxi passed out countless times, and stubbornly woke up again and again. His bones were dismantled one by one. In the end, he couldn't even tell whether he still had a body or not.

He is like a person lost in the darkness, stubbornly guarding the last spark, preventing it from being completely extinguished.After seven days and seven nights.

Beside Xiaohe.

The closed abyss reopens.

A dark thing squeezed out of the abyss, like a moldy placenta, it floated up slowly, crossed the ice that Xiaohe sealed himself, passed the body of the giant king, and came to the cloud tomb little by little. middle.

No one knew whether it was Lin Shouxi or the Lord of the Gray Tomb who came out.In this birth, the Sword of the Killing Clan was the only spectator.

It raised the head of the sword and stared at the sky.

For it, it doesn't matter who wakes up, whether it's Lord of the Gray Tomb or Lin Shouxi, they will seal it again.

In the bloated black embryo, one eye opened. "You lost." Lin Shouxi's voice sounded.

What sounded at the same time was the sigh of the Lord of the Gray Tomb.In the end, it failed to devour Lin Shouxi's magic pill.

On the contrary, under the weight of the darkness of the necromancer, its light condensed into an unprecedented

Some are bright, and Lin Shouxi's last consciousness sticks to this light, and with this light, he explodes into a brand new sun, and he will be reborn accordingly.

Lin Shouxi finally understood the meaning of "cut shadow" in the sword scripture.The sun has no shadows.

When he becomes the sun, that is when he really enters Nirvana.But, what is the immeasurable beyond the Nirvana state?
Lin Shouxi's thin consciousness could not support too much thinking.He must start a new life.

His way of rebirth is simple—explode!
Light and flame surged in his body, endless energy gathered at one point, power and law were disordered in this tiny light particle, and the light particle exploded completely in just one thought!

Lin Shouxi felt unprecedented joy, it was the most thorough tearing, the most thorough emergence, the most thorough new life!

He is like a phoenix bathed in flames, about to fly through the nine heavens and enter a new world.That is the world of gods.

The gods of all ages are watching him.

And he will go beyond them to a higher place!
He felt it, he felt it, the golden light he shot would tear the whole world apart!boom-
The black embryo split open.But.

What shot out from the embryo was not golden beams of light, but sticky tentacles that were constantly twisting!They danced and fluttered in the air, extremely absurd, as if they were still dreaming the dream that illuminates all living beings!

The sun hanging in the sky is clearly a brand new evil god! !Lin Shouxi looked at himself in astonishment.

He was sure that he had eaten the Lord of the Gray Tomb.But.
What went wrong? !
He concentrated on observing himself, only to realize that there was an extremely light thing covering his Dao Heart, which he hadn't noticed.

Before he could pursue it, the instigator had already laughed heartily:

「Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha the sun, he still wants to be the sun'」

"It's useless, useless you and the Lord of the Gray Tomb are useless, you are all nourishment, you are all nourishment"

"So stupid, so stupid, I haven't noticed my existence for so long, so stupid and want to become a god? Hahahahaha, wait to be eaten-"

Lin Shouxi looked up.

Above him is the cloud tomb that blocks the sky and the sun.

The white clouds changed endlessly, showing one after another distorted and weird smiling faces, and the voices were made by them in a hurry.

The cloud tomb is a living thing!
This cloud tomb spanning through the ages has already given birth to its own consciousness!It is alive, it has been suspended above, gazing at the undead snowfield, gazing at the real country, gazing at the sentient beings here, it does not want to be imprisoned outside the world tree forever, these clouds also want to be free!
Finally, they finally got their chance!

In this battle between light and darkness, Yun Tomb, which inherits the light from above and receives darkness from below, is about to become the final winner!
It didn't know how long it had been suppressed, and it laughed wantonly and wildly, as if it wanted to overthrow the world!However, Yun Tomb soon stopped smiling.

In the darkness, the sound of ice cubes disintegrating can be heard, subtle and ear-piercing.The solid ice that sealed Xiaohe shattered inch by inch.

Xiaohe tore through the ice, her slender body slowly, she breathed lightly, the frost and snow on her eyelashes turned into mist, she looked up, the sky full of clouds was reflected in her extremely pale eyes.

"How could you come out? He didn't become the sun, how could you come out?" Yun Tomb couldn't believe it.

Lin Shouxi was equally confused. "What does it matter?"

Xiaohe smiled softly, and she said: "If you are the sun, I will become the emperor, if you are the evil god, I will become the black emperor, you can always illuminate me."

The emperor's holy seal between Xiaohe's eyebrows gradually faded, and the holy robe wrapped around her body also turned into a pure black color. The girl's pupils were misty and as dark as an abyss, and her dark purple lips were set off by her fair skin.The sun and moon rings on her thighs also turned black, absolute darkness
In the middle, her body and hair are even whiter, as white as light.

She floated down on the snow field.

She grasped the Clan Killing Sword in her hand, and the Divine Sword bowed its head, not daring to resist.

Holding the divine sword in his hand, Xiaohe looked at the sky-shattering Yunmu, the corners of his lips curled up in a seductive arc.

"Just now, were you laughing?" she asked.