I will bury the gods

Necromancy is as dark as the sea.

The New Year's sun hangs high in the sky, boiling the sea water.

The black sea and the sea of ​​clouds collided in mid-air, and the fierce sun, which turned from red to gold, used the beam of light as a sword to cut through the darkness and the sea of ​​clouds and connect with the earth.The wailing of the resentful spirits and the singing of the clouds blend together to form a shocking and strange sound. In the magnificent and magnificent scenery, the Lord of the Gray Tomb and the Lord of the Cloud Tomb are going to destruction together.

Both pleasure and pain are destroyed.

Only the forest of origin at the end of the undead snowfield grows crazily in the light, their canopies are connected to the canopy, and the complex root system continues to spread towards the undead snowfield while digging into the ground.Soon, this purgatory-like snow field will be a lush and lush scene.

The endless sunshine illuminates Zhenguo in the night.

People used their hands as curtains, half-covered and looked up, thinking that a meteor was about to fall here, and fled in a hurry.

Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe kissed in the center of the sun, the holy flame could not hurt them at all, all they could feel was each other's heat.

After experiencing the explosion, the sun gradually stabilized.

Lin Shouxi pulled away from the blazing white sun.

He hugged Xiaohe and fell in the light.

They landed on the divine peak called the World Tree.

The cloud covering the mountain peak has slowly dispersed, and the cloud is flowing towards the world, as if it is a thick quilt covered by the gods on the earth.

The peak of the world is too big, and their arrival just added two grains of dust to this mountain.

Lin Shouxi got up from the thick snow, he raised his head drowsily, and met Xiaohe's dignified eyes.

The war has just ended and the sun has risen. Even though the existence of the origin is stared at by the demons from the outside world, these monsters from the outside world are light years away from here. Worrying is something that will happen in the future. Now they should celebrate the joy of victory That's right, but...

Why is Xiao He so dignified?

"What's wrong?" Lin Shouxi asked.

Xiaohe pointed at him with her finger, and asked in a serious tone: "Lin Shouxi, why did you become a woman?"

"what?!"

Lin Shouxi was still a little dizzy at first, but when Xiaohe asked this question, he instantly sobered up.

His body was completely destroyed when he fell into the abyss of death. After he became a god, he was reshaped, with bones, meridians, and flesh. Although this new body has no immortality, But this is the body of a god, far more powerful than before, it's just...

He wasn't sure if he had made any mistakes when reshaping his body.

Lin Shouxi quickly looked down.

He sighed.

"Xiaohe, did you play tricks on me just after waking up?"

"Are you so flustered?"

Xiaohe's dignified expression vanished, and she smiled sweetly while bearing the crown on her head, leaned closer, and said seriously: "By the way, you are not allowed to call me by my name directly in the future, this is an act of arrogance, you should call me—" —Her Majesty the Empress."

She deliberately bit the word 'indecent' very hard, and her seductive smile seemed to be deliberately teasing. Lin Shouxi kept a straight face and glanced around, as if searching for something.

"What are you looking for?" Xiao He asked.

"Storage ring, there are clothes inside." Lin Shouxi replied.

"Why are you shy? Isn't...isn't it normal?" Xiaohe sat in the snow with her knees in one hand and her chin in the other, examining her lightly.

Lin Shouxi didn't speak, he couldn't find the storage ring, and belatedly remembered that he was already a god. With a thought, he immediately concocted Ye Qingzhai's spell, and made a white robe from the light with his own hands. Covered on the body, covering the well-defined body.

Xiao He just looked at him motionless.

"100 years?" she asked.

"Yes."

"I always feel that it's just a dream, a dream that's neither long nor short."

"What did you dream about?"

"I can't remember. I just remember that you and Sister Mu were calling my name. I heard your voices, but I couldn't find you." Xiaohe said.

Lin Shouxi tied up his clothes and was about to get up, but Xiaohe held his shoulders and helped him straighten his clothes slowly.

"Your hands... are so cold." Lin Shouxi said.

"It's been frozen in ice for a hundred years, how can it not be cold." Xiaohe smiled.

Lin Shouxi grabbed her hand, rubbed it in his palm, and warmed her little hand little by little with the golden flame of the Holy King of Nine Brightness.

Xiaohe was silent, didn't say anything, just looked at him over and over again, as if she couldn't get tired of watching him, her eyes were pure and charming, just looking at each other made people's mind sway, but she looked down on Lin Shouxi nod.

"By the way, what happened to the Black Emperor?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"What's going on." Xiaohe said with a faint smile: "The Black Emperor and the Emperor are the same thing. The previous emperor is like a filter, which has filtered out the restlessness and madness for me, and now it is added to me. The 'blackness' is not evil and filthy, it's like a pure, tranquil night like water... Anyway, I'm sober now."

"That's good."

"What about you? How do you feel after becoming a god?"

"No, on the contrary, I think that the gods... are nothing more than that."

"That's right. In order to convince the people, emperors often use the excuse of destiny. In the final analysis, gods are just more powerful creatures. Most of their 'names' come from people's fear of being powerful. When people no longer fear, That god is just another kind of creature... Well, my feet are a little cold too."

Xiaohe gently raised her petite and exquisite jade feet, and on the white and tender feet of Shengxue, the ice stockings that were close to the skin also turned into a lavender color, making her clear and cold slender legs charming like a demon, a girl The jade head is tilted, and the jade toes are slightly curled up, as if inviting.

Lin Shouxi helped her warm up.

Although Xiaohe is slender and petite, her figure is not shriveled at all. Her uneven body is like the softest snow, exuding indescribable beauty and delicacy. After becoming a god, her beauty surpasses the world's imagination of beauty The extreme is enough to capture the heart of a stone.

"Can this crown be taken off?"

As long as Lin Shouxi lowered his head, the tip of Xiaohe's crown would reach his throat, which was very scary.

Xiao He gently picked up the crown with both hands, flipped her wrists, and the thorn-like crown shrunk in an instant, turning into a black bracelet, which was put on her white wrist.

Lin Shouxi held her in his arms, and pressed his chin against her snow-white hair.

In the icy and snowy world, Lin Shouxi opened up a pale golden barrier, and the gluttonous snowstorm could no longer penetrate an inch.

He looked at the towering snow-capped mountains.

The snow-capped mountains are so majestic that the top cannot be seen at a glance.

"I've dreamed about this place, many times." Lin Shouxi said.

Since the beginning of the Wu family, he has often had such hallucinations. He would see towering snow-capped mountains, countless half-human half-dragon kneeling on the stele, and a bronze temple standing on the top of the mountain. The picture that was in the dream has now clearly appeared in front of him.

"Go up and have a look?" Xiaohe asked.

"Ah."

Lin Shouxi nodded.

The invisible hand of fate has pushed him here, and he must move forward.

Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe walked towards the top of the mountain hand in hand.

The wind full of hail and snow particles rushes down from above. They are like sandstorms, sweeping the world over and over again. The snow mountain is unbelievably cold. No life can survive here. Even the light wall of Linshou Creek is covered with frost. A thin layer of white frost.

Under the snow-capped mountains is even more vast, and the territory of Zhenguo can be glimpsed at a glance.

Such catastrophic ice and snow could not stop them.

They skimmed over the steep snow cliff and came to a high place, where a group of black corpses appeared in front of them.

There is no wind and snow here, the silence is terrifying, and the corpses are still well preserved for hundreds of millions of years.

It was half-human, half-dragon corpses. Their corpses had long been frozen in the ice and snow, and they were as hard as steel. They carried black stone tablets on their backs, and the inscriptions on the inscriptions had long been blurred.

"Are these originally humans? Humans polluted by dragon's blood?" Xiaohe asked doubtfully.

Spiritual turbidity can contaminate people, as can dragon blood.

"No, it's not."

Lin Shouxi pulled Xiaohe to his side, leaned down, pointed at the waists of these mummies, and said, "They were sewn together."

"Sew it up?"

Xiaohe was startled, and looked carefully, and found that the waists of these corpses did have traces of cutting and sewing, and the scales on their upper bodies seemed to have been glued on purposely.Their upper body is human, and their lower body is the torso of other scaly creatures.

She looked at the crowd of black corpses, feeling terrified in her heart.

These hundreds of thousands of corpses were all deliberately created?

"Who did this? What is it for?"

Even though Xiaohe has stepped into the ancient times, but such a shocking scene is displayed in front of her, there is still a chill in her heart.

"What do you think they look like?"

Lin Shouxi looked into Xiaohe's eyes and asked.

Xiaohe slowly glanced at the strange scene of the half-man, half-dragon kneeling under the stele, and immediately understood what Lin Shouxi meant.

"Sacrifice? This is a sacrifice..." Xiao He said coldly.

Such a cruel picture is very similar to the sacrifice of a cult.However, if this is a sacrifice, what are they worshiping?

Both Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe stopped talking.

They all looked at the bronze cast hall standing on the top of the mountain. The hall was like a black corpse, with an empty door wide open. Above the hall was cracked starlight, and the roof of the hall even pierced the dome, directly connecting with the universe. .

Who built the mansion, and what was its purpose?
The answer is within reach.

Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe passed through the white corpses and arrived at the entrance of the main hall.

After looking at each other, they walked in.

The picture in front of me matched the scene in the dream.

The hall was empty, with black iron chains hanging from above, and above the iron chains were the figures of demon gods. There were five demon gods in total. phantom.They look like dragons, but their existence is extremely strange, and they have not been recorded in the volume of hidden life at all.

This is... the demon god from beyond the sky?

The knowledge of these five gods and demons has long been wiped out, and they stared blankly at the person coming, without saying a word.

"This temple should be built at the origin." Lin Shouxi said.

Xiaohe nodded.

After the origin came to this world, it has been entrenched here until death. This temple can only be the work of the origin, but... why did it build this thing?
Lin Shouxi didn't think about it.All he thought about was the scene in his dream - the copper pillar in the center, and the people who were crucified on the copper pillar.

He walked forward in silence.

Xiaohe followed beside him.

The Copper Temple is full of corpses, mountain-like corpses, and many corpses wear crowns and sharp swords, symbolizing the noble status of the corpse owners, but no matter what they were in the past, they are just lifeless corpses at this time.

After crossing them, Lin Shouxi came to the center of the hall.

In the center of the hall.

The pillars reach the sky.

There is a sword covered with green copper rust stuck on the sacred pillar. The shape of the sword is very similar to the sword of the clan, but there are no creatures on it.

The sword nailed a man to death.

"Who was nailed there?" Xiaohe asked coldly.

There was no response from the empty hall, only echoes.

Lin Shouxi raised his arm and cast out a ray of golden flame, which pierced the darkness and illuminated the face of the crucified man.

At that moment, both Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe's pupils shrank.

The crucified man had disheveled hair and was covered with a light golden robe. He had obviously been nailed here for a long time, but his body was not decayed at all. Pull out the sword, and he can wake up again.

That was Lin Shouxi's face.

……

Bai Zhu lay on Mu Shijing's back, with his eyes slightly open, as if he was exhausted.

The gray sky is sometimes snowy and sometimes rainy, and the only constant is the howling cold wind.

"Master, am I doing well?"

"it is good."

"If Master is here, will he praise me?"

"Most definitely."

Mu Shijing, carrying the injured Bai Zhu on his back, returned to Chu Miao and Shi Yirao's resting place. They were relieved to see that Bai Zhu had returned safely.

Chu Miao was particularly worried about her, so she pulled her aside, checked her injuries personally, and asked her how she was.

Facing Chu Miao's questions, Bai Zhu answered them one by one.

Not only that, but Bai Zhu's answer was quite polite, using honorifics, and his behavior was as impeccable as hospitality.

"Xiao Baizhu, Tong Luan is a bad person who has taken refuge in Xie Chong. You have made a great contribution by killing her. You don't need to feel guilty, let alone feel sad." Chu Miao said.

"I'm not guilty." Bai Zhu shook his head.

"really?"

Chu Miao smiled and asked, "Then why doesn't Bai Zhu call himself 'Bai Zhu'? Also, Bai Zhu doesn't seem like such a polite little girl."

"I……"

Bai Zhu's pink lips parted slightly, and he said after a while: "Children only talk like that, Bai Zhu... I've grown up, and I can't talk like that anymore. And, when I grow up, I should also learn to be polite , just like every lady."

As soon as Bai Zhu said this, Chu Miao and Mu Shijing looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"Saving the world has never been an adult's prerogative." Shi Yirao opened her eyes, interjected calmly, and said, "Bai Zhu, as a fairy flower, is still young, so there is no need to suppress yourself."

"Is it……"

Bai Zhu shook his lips, frowned slightly, undecided.

"Of course, Chu Miao won't lie to you." Chu Miao rubbed her hair and turned her gaze to Mu Shijing.

Mu Shijing understood, came to Bai Zhu's side, and said, "Nor does Shijing."

Then, they looked at Shi Yirao together.

Shi Yirao's red lips fluttered, and after a few struggles, she showed a rare look of embarrassment, she turned her head away, and wrapped a lock of black hair between her fingers, her tone was calm: "Yi... Yirao can't do it either. "

Bai Zhu looked at everyone who cared about her, wrinkled her nose, raised her sleeves unconsciously, and wiped her cheeks.

Don't wait for them to say anything.

A gust of wind suddenly blew outside the house.

A gust of unprecedented wind.

The temporary wooden house they built was instantly demolished.

looked up.

They saw a white sun light up in the sky.

This incandescent light was fleeting.

Then, like millions of firecrackers exploded at the same time, a deafening sound rang in their ears.

This is an explosion in the sky.

It is so powerful that it is transmitted from the distant clouds to the ground, let alone the center of the explosion.

"What's going on, how suddenly..."

Chu Miao looked at the bright white light in the sky, and a terrible conjecture arose in her heart: "Could it be that the Palace Mistress and that evil spirit died together?"

Not impossible.

Back then, the god of tide awareness invaded from beyond the divine wall, and Gong Ying used all her strength to slash the world with a shocking sword, which was such a terrifying momentum.

It's just that the palace lord has already fought to the death once, and this time, she is facing a more powerful God of Mourning. If she does the act of burning jade and stone again, can she still recover...

Chu Miao was panicked and could not settle down.

The white light dissipated.

There was a rain in the sky, a rain made of stumps and pieces of flesh.

Chu Miao stood in the filthy rain, staring blankly at the sky, refusing to move.

for a long time.

A beautiful shadow in a green dress floated down slowly.

Chu Miao's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Palace Master..."

She hurried over, looked at the translucent figure, and asked in a panic: "My lord...you, are you alright?"

After running close, Chu Miao realized that there was another person in Gong Ying's arms.

It's Yin Tan.

"Yin Tan? Why is she here?" Chu Miao was surprised.

"It was she who helped me, otherwise, you would have lost sight of your palace master." Gong Ying smiled softly.

As Chu Miao thought, Gong Ying originally wanted to do the act of burning jade and stone together. The God of Mourning has merged with the remains of the ancestors, and is far more powerful than the God of Chaos who is incomplete outside the God Wall. This time, if she puts all her strength Execution, it is very likely that both body and spirit will be destroyed, and there will be no chance of survival.

At the critical moment, Yin Tan came.

However, in a duel of this level, what's the use of having one more Yin Tan who is in the God Realm?

The god of mourning ignored her arrival.

Gong Ying wanted to withdraw to protect her from leaving.

But Yin Tan didn't come alone, she also brought the god-killing weapon she developed.

She rode the mechanical flying dragon she made, coming against the wind, her eyes were firm, and she said: "I have figured it out, I have figured it out, I have figured out the last link, this is the weapon I made, it is called the arrow of origin, it Can kill gods!"

An arrow-like object shot out from the dragon's belly, stabbing the god of mourning.

The God of Mourning doesn't care about such tiny weapons.

This indifference lasted until it exploded.

Unprecedented waves of light exploded in the sky, and the wind pressure that swept over seemed to flatten the earth.

Gong Ying's reaction was far faster than the God of Mourning, she flew down, and escaped from the center of the explosion with Yin Tan, who was determined to die.

Chu Miao was shocked.

She had long heard that Yin Tan was developing a god-killing weapon, but she did not expect that the power of the weapon developed by Yin Tan would reach such a level.

"Then... the God of Mourning, is he dead?" Chu Miao asked softly.

What responded to her was the bang of the giant falling to the ground.

The patriarch's slough fell to the ground, it was dilapidated, and there were still flames burning on the surface.

Chu Miao stared at that thing.

The patriarch's slough moved, and then, countless tentacles with suckers and barbs gushed out of it.

He is alive!

Such a terrifying explosion still failed to kill him!
But soon, Chu Miao realized another thing: whether dead or alive, this evil god was extremely weak, so weak that even she could look directly at its existence.

Gong Ying handed Yin Tan in her arms to Chu Miao, and said, "Take her away, and I'll settle this thing."

"Palace Master..."

Chu Miao showed deep worry again?

"Huh? Xiao Miaoer is going to be disobedient again?" Gong Ying smiled.

There were thousands of words in Chu Miao's mind, but in the end she just asked, "The Palace Master will not die, will he?"

"I've already died, how can a dead person die again?" Gong Ying replied with a smile.

Chu Miao tightened her lips and looked at her stubbornly.

"Okay, okay, I promise that Xiao Miao'er... will not die." Gong Ying said.

Then Chu Miao left with the unconscious Yin Tan.

Gong Ying made a blade from scratch, named it 'Blade of Sorrowing and Chanting Evil God' casually, and walked towards the evil god crawling out of the slough of the ancestor with it.

This battle has lasted for more than ten days.

Yin Tan's desperate help brought it to an early end.

Everything will end tonight.

What echoes between heaven and earth is the last lament.

Soon after.

Night falls.

On the empty wasteland, Yin Tan woke up, she looked at the familiar faces, and then at the night sky full of stars.

"I, did I do it?" she asked softly.

"You did it." Chu Miao told her firmly.

"Really?"

"real."

Yin Tan was dazed for a long time. The second Taoist senior sister who usually liked to tease suddenly burst into tears. She laughed while crying, and shared the principle of the God-killing Weapon with everyone.

"Everything has an origin, and I have also found the 'origin', but what I have found is the origin that constitutes all things. It is a very small, very small point, and everything is formed by the accumulation of such 'points' Yes, it is too small, and I cannot see it with the most delicate treasure, but I have found it, I will figure it out, I will figure out its existence!"

Yin Tan chattered endlessly.

She told the complicated theory and the process of making it again. This is all of her more than 300 years. During these 300 years, she failed many times, but she finally succeeded, and succeeded at the moment of this disaster. !
"I named it the Arrow of the Origin, the Arrow of the Origin... This is a weapon that can kill gods. From then on, we finally have the power to kill gods!"

As Yin Tan said this, when she was talking, she suddenly sensed something and looked up at the starry sky.

Then, she trembled all over.

In the starry sky, Yin Tan suddenly saw a red giant, that giant was watching them from a very far away place, and he was walking towards here.

Not only the red giant, but she also saw countless terrifying things, they were swimming from the dark starry sky densely, which was the embodiment of the horror of deep space.

What are those things? !

"Senior Sister Yin Tan, what's wrong with you?" Mu Shijing asked with concern.

"Look...look there!!" Yin Tan pointed to the night sky.

Everyone looked up, but their faces were blank.

"Look... where?" Shi Yirao was confused.

Chu Miao also shook her head slightly.

"Can't you all see?" Yin Tan frowned.

"Yin Tan, what did you see?" Chu Miao asked.

"I……"

Yin Tan rubbed her eyes, and when she took a closer look, those terrifying gods and spirits in the sky suddenly disappeared, leaving only twinkling stars—everything she saw just now seemed to be just an illusion.

Even so, Yin Tan's joy in creating the God-killing Weapon is still gone.

If the red giant she saw was real, then she who made the Arrow of Origin was just a child dancing in front of the gods just after making the stone tools.

Yin Tan gradually sobered up.

After waking up, she immediately asked, "By the way, where's that senior? Where's that senior in the green skirt? Is she okay?"

Chu Miao did not answer.

The rain and snow have stopped, and the night sky has cleared up.

However, she didn't see Gong Ying coming back for a long time.

She had no choice but to wait quietly.

at the same time.

Somewhere on a cliff.

The green skirt is ethereal in the wind.

This time, beside her, there was a woman in a white robe.

The woman in white robe is Lu Yushen.

After the battle at Yaosha Pagoda, she nearly lost her wits and fell asleep in the world of Hetu Luoshu. Today, she was finally awakened by Gong Ying.

"Master, don't you want to say goodbye to them?" Lu Yushen asked.

"I can't see people crying." Gong Ying smiled and said, "After that, you will take care of them for me."

"Is the mentor still leaving?" Although Lu Yushen had expected it, he was still sad.

"I was going to leave forever, thanks to the girl Yin Tan, but... don't worry, life will meet sooner or later, it's just a difference of thousands of years." Gong Ying's smile became softer and softer.

Lu Yushen wanted to cry, but her mentor said she didn't like to see people cry, so she suppressed tears.

Gong Ying walked towards the night sky.

The battle with the God of Mourning has emptied her of everything, and she will fall into a deep sleep again, and it is unknown when she will wake up again.

"I really hope that the bright moon will always be there, and the night will be clear."

Gong Ying slowly walked into the air, she chanted and danced gracefully, the faint and clear shadows gradually dispersed.

Bai Zhu, who was dozing off on the wasteland, suddenly woke up. She opened her eyes wide and looked at the sky.

There was a shower of stars in the sky.

An unprecedented shower of gorgeous stars.

The stars rained across the sky.

All waking souls looked up at the grand spectacle.

The annual meteor shower on the top of Shenshou Mountain is already a spectacle, but it is not worth mentioning compared with it. It is so beautiful that it seems that the starry sky is dying.

Looking at the beautiful scenery after the disaster, Chu Miao shed tears inexplicably.

then.

There was singing from the sky.

When they heard the singing, people looked terrified and subconsciously covered their ears.

After a while, people regained their composure and realized that this was not an evil god's song, but... a lullaby?

"The autumn moon is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the autumn moon shines on my thin dream and I wake up, I chase the water, the water touches the shadow of the flowers; the wind is light, the wind is quiet, the wind chases me to the sky, I wander in the moon palace, listening to Yaoqin; the sound of the piano is far away, The sound of the zither is near, but the sound of the zither is not to my liking, I will say goodbye to Yao Palace, and go back to watch the stars..."

The singing was sung over and over again, as gentle as water, and the people who listened began to hum along.

"Qiu Yueqing, Qiu Yueming..."

People far away in Zhenguo also heard the singing.

It's just that Zhenguo has ice and snow all year round, and they don't even know what autumn is, but they can appreciate the melodious and desolate singing, and they also sing along with it.

Gong Yu heard the singing, she searched around, shouted a certain name, lost her mind.

The star rain flying from the sacred mountain also crossed the sky of Zhenguo.

This is the migration of the stars.

The singing goes away with it.

Gong Yu looked up, his long eyes were lit up by the rain of stars.

The sound of the zither is far away, the sound of the zither is near, the sound of the zither is not to my liking, I bid farewell to Yao Palace, come back to see the stars...

The singing voice, as light as breath, bypassed her ears and drifted into the depths of the snow-capped mountains.

Gong Yu went after him, but he couldn't catch up.

She knelt in the snow with tears streaming down her face.

It was a lullaby to lull her to sleep.

But tonight, she is destined to not be able to sleep peacefully, but the world who has heard this song can have a rare dream.

……

The top of the world tree.

In the bronze temple.

Lin Shouxi looked at his other self.

He was so much alike that he couldn't even tell him apart.

"He's not you." Xiaohe said firmly.

Hearing what Xiaohe said, the person who was nailed to death on the copper pillar had a fateful smile on Bai Shengsheng's face.

Lin Shouxi also recovered from the initial shock.

He is not himself, he is...

"Are you the Holy King of Jiuming?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"Yes."

The crucified person said: "I am the former Nine Ming Holy King."

"The former Jiuming Sage King?" Lin Shouxi was confused.

"Yeah." The man who was crucified nodded and asked, "Have you seen the scene in the starry sky?"

Lin Shouxi nodded.

The starry sky is full of evil gods.

The evil god that keeps approaching.

Seeing him nodding, the crucified man finally began to slowly tell the long-prepared story:
"This universe was born in an explosion, an explosion born at the origin, the original point is the source of everything, but after it burned everything and triggered that explosion, it found that it lost the meaning of existence, and the origin fell into confusion , it began to wander, wandering aimlessly in the universe, and then, it discovered that the universe was born from it, but the continuation of the universe does not seem to need a so-called origin."

"It's not willing to do so."

"So, it tried to become the origin of all things again, and rule the entire universe. In the battle against the universe, the origin was defeated, and it fled here in a broken state, on top of this world god tree."

"The gods of the universe have been looking for its existence in order to eradicate it, and it is covered by paleness, but this cover is only temporary. On the day the cloud tomb dissipates, this world will bear the gaze of the entire universe."

The crucified man said this, his tone was fast, as if he was racing against time.

"We who blow away the cloud tomb are the sinners of the world?" Xiao He asked.

"No. The cloud tomb will definitely be blown away. If you are not born, the king of the gray tomb will be born. Even if it is not born, in the future... forget it, in short, there will be no difference in the ending... The dissipation of the cloud tomb is Inevitability is an inevitability engraved in time. The Holy King of Jiuming noticed this inevitability, and he wanted to save this world. But..."

The man who was crucified paused, and continued: "However, there are differences in the idea of ​​salvation. The Holy King of Jiuming was born with the idea, and the differences in the idea also tore him into three parts. The three ideas In order to practice my own method, one part goes back to the past, one part stays in the present, and the other part goes to the future.”

"I am the Holy King of Jiuming in the past, and I am also the true creator of the Dusk Sea."

"Sea of ​​Dusk, wasn't that created by Pale?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"The pale will is my will," said the crucified man.

What else did he want to explain.

But he kept coughing, and the coughed up blood splashed onto the rusty sword.

"It seems that I can't say that much... Go to the sea of ​​​​twilight, go to see the Goddess of True Sight, she will tell you everything."

The crucified man stared at Lin Shouxi, his tone full of sadness: "In short, I failed, the former Jiuming Sage King failed."

"Will I succeed?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"I don't know, but..."

The crucified person showed a long smile: "But I know that your end will be the same as mine in the end, and you will be crucified by this sword. I am the first person to reach the end, and this is not my end alone. "

"Cough cough cough... cough cough cough... cough cough..."

He said it as if he had exhausted all his strength.

He stopped talking.

Then, everyone heard the singing.

Gong Ying's singing.

The former Nine-Ming Sage King smiled in the singing, and then fell into eternal sleep.

The meaning of his existence to this day seems to be to see him.

The past meets the present.

So, the past has completely become the past.

Lin Shouxi stood in the empty hall.

The sound of singing surrounds the hall.

Then go away.

He looked at Xiaohe, and Xiaohe also looked at him.

In the end, they all looked at the empty night sky, which was made of colored glaze, with stars twinkling and stars raining down, it was beautiful.But it is also a real bottomless pit.

In the night, they who have become gods can see the gods in the sky.

"They are approaching."

……

(Revelations from the gods, end)