The old gods are whispering

Chapter 414 Kirin and Candle Dragon

Gu Jianlin felt unprecedented pain. This was because he pierced his heart with a unicorn wedge. The avatar condensed by the original forbidden spell did not die because of this, but it seemed to open the shackles deep in the soul, and the monstrous The anger spewed out like lava, as if it could burn a hole in the sky.

The severe pain was fed back to the main body, and the nightmare came.

The dilapidated ancient city, the sinners kneeling, and the king holding up the torch, as if to burn the world.

This is like a thousand-year-old mural. The king stands alone at the end of the world, overlooking this silent city. He is accompanied only by burning flames and heavy rain from the sky. His eyes are so lonely. Cold and quiet, time flows silently, telling unknown stories.

He dropped the torch, and the sinners were burned from the flames to charcoal, still maintaining their kneeling posture.

When the heavy rain falls, the world is submerged in the wind and rain, only the lonely figure of the king stands still.

It was a memory that did not belong to him, and it hit like a cold storm, as if it was going to push him into the abyss.

Amidst the wind, rain and flames, the man suddenly turned around. His face was as terrifying as a devil, and endless pain and loneliness flashed in his fierce golden eyes, and he hugged him vigorously.

The king's embrace was so cold that it seemed to swallow him up.

"I bless you and I curse you."

His voice was soft, but it exploded like thunder: "You will have what I have, and you will lose what I have lost. I want you to be as strong as I am, and I want you to be as... lonely as I am. "

This king is... Venerable Qilin!
In the real world, the dilapidated ancient city revived at this moment.

This is a real revival, because He really came alive!

The ancient palace shook off the dust, the dusty walls were no longer mottled, the thousand-year-old murals came alive, scarlet blood oozes from the paintings, and the king in the blood raised his scepter and roared to the sky!

Mass music as grand as a tsunami was played, and the majestic and solemn melody like thunder echoed in the silence, but there were no musical instruments at all, only the old wind chimes swaying and the ancient bells roaring endlessly.

Life and death are turning around for the city!

Accompanied by countless pairs of hands breaking through the ground, the vast scorched earth was torn apart.

The corpses that had been dead for thousands of years returned from the dead, and there were only bones left, but they knelt down on the ground and sang ancient hymns, as if they were welcoming a returning king.

Gu Jianlin could feel the proliferation of flesh and fascia, and the crackling of the dense skeleton, reshaping the mythical body.

This is the true gesture of the original return.

It's not that the illusory body is condensed with the breath of the ancient gods.

Instead, sacrifice your own flesh and soul, and evolve the most primitive mythical posture!
Life is broken and reorganized, the soul is roaring and evolving, the sound of blood rushing is like a river, the reshaped texture is like a majestic mountain, and the majestic power rises into the sky like a tsunami!

In the darkness, it seemed that a pair of fierce golden pupils opened their eyes!
At the climax of the praise, the king soars into the sky!

It was a unicorn that covered the sky and the sun. There is no such majestic body in the world. Half of his flesh and blood are half-mortal, and the other side is full of scarlet and strange blood vessels. The perfect combination of vitality and death is as majestic as a myth. Solemnly, the mist that He exhaled gathered into a cloudy sky, brewing terrifying lightning and thunder.

The jet-black unicorn that descended suddenly swallowed the boy completely.

Boom!

Thousands of wind chimes exploded, the ancient clock burst into a cloud of mist, and the revived ancient city collapsed!
A scarlet light flickered in the pupils of the hundreds of millions of skeletons that had been resurrected from the dead, as if sweeping across the ancient city.

"This is impossible."

In an unknown corner, Mr. Solomon murmured softly, with blood splashing from his back. The researchers who were originally responsible for manipulating the coming of the scourge were killed without exception, and he forcibly took away the surveillance rights.

The scourge meteorite has arrived, and no one can stop it.

He also just came to take a look, to see the death of the group of young people with his own eyes.

I didn't expect to see such a jaw-dropping scene.

Crazy laughter echoed between heaven and earth.

"look."

The military master shouted loudly: "That black unicorn is about to rush to the extreme sky!"

Scourge fell.

It was a meteorite from the ancient times, but it released scorching energy like a burning sun, dragging a tail flame that stretched for thousands of kilometers and fell down, reflecting the barren land brightly.

Even if there is only one meteorite cast across the world, it is enough to destroy any super-dimensional life. Even the sanctuary-level will escape without hesitation, and will never choose to face it head-on.

The original return shown by the King of Youth forcibly blocked the murderous intent of the stars all over the sky.

What he is doing now as a student is very similar.

Gu Jianlin went up against the sky. Now he is no longer a human being, but a black unicorn covering the sky and the sun. It is the most primitive body of the ancient gods, and it is also the appearance of a demon god recorded in mythology.

The majestic breath of the ancient gods flowed in the body, as if the thawing of the glaciers liberated the endless vitality. The continuous force was so surging, like a volcano that was about to erupt, bursting apart inch by inch.

The vitality of this ancient city was swallowed up by him in an instant.

The ancient city revived because of him, but also perished because of him.

The spiritual realm once left by Venerable Qilin is now used by him.

Gu Jianlin breathed out the vitality like a sea tide, and a cold light flashed in his fierce golden pupils. He gently uttered an ancient syllable, and the ultimate of the ancient divine language was released, and the sun-like flames engulfed his body. It was like a meteor attacking the sky, accompanied by a thunderous melody, it suddenly tore apart the sky and the earth!

boom!
The black unicorn crashed into the Scourge meteorite abruptly!

Accompanied by a huge cross flashing on and off, the huge shadow covering the ancient city suddenly collapsed!
The shattered meteorites were like falling rain of fire, smashing the barren city into riddled holes.

Scourge meteorite, shattered!

The world echoes with the roar of the unicorn!
He soars through the clouds, tramples on flames and lightning, and roars to the sky!

Like a demon god, but also like a king!

The ultimate weapon invented in the human age is as fragile as a toy in front of the gods.

The low-end technology that can only play with energy is completely vulnerable to the gods who master the rules of the universe!
The military helicopter was also bombarded by the rain of fine gravel, and it was tottering like a bird with broken wings. The sound of sirens swept the entire cabin and illuminated the pale faces of the young people.

"It's like seeing the myth with my own eyes. I really don't know if he is human."

Ying Changsheng ripped off the earphones and grabbed the parachute behind his back: "Get ready to skydive."

Jiang Ziye was just about to greet the princess, but saw her charming and pale side face.

That kind of desperate look should not appear in the eyes of Her Royal Highness the Princess.

But she was so desperate.

"There is still one more meteorite of scourge."

Tang Ling whispered softly, as if she heard someone's sneer in the dark.

In that secret military tent, Mr. Solomon sneered and looked away, then turned and left.

It was at such a moment that there was a faint shadow covering the sky and the sun, and the strong wind howled past.

Mr. Solomon's eyes froze in disbelief.

"Ultra-high specification breath of the ancient gods detected, ultra-high specification breath of the ancient gods detected!"

Taixu's voice echoed in the communication channel: "Alarm, the second ancient god...join the battlefield!"

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The Scourge meteorite was shattered abruptly, but the fireworks enveloping the world did not disperse.

The scorching high temperature hits the face.

Because behind the shattered meteorite, there is actually a second fallen boulder!
Still damned.

The second scourge meteorite!
Gu Jianlin roared loudly, but the ancient and majestic unicorn body was collapsing and disintegrating. It seemed that it could not bear the load of the ancient divine language. Hot golden blood flowed out, and the fierce fire of the sacred sacrifice burned to the extreme!

Even though the main body is almost fainted, he is forcibly squeezing the last trace of his strength. His spirituality and physical strength have long since been dried up, and the breath of the ancient gods has been burned, but there is still a majestic force surging out, like an attack. The tsunami that is raging in the sky will pour out its anger to every corner of the world!
Only now did he discover that it was definitely not material energy that supported the deification of the ancients.

Not physical strength, not spirituality, not even the breath of the ancient gods.

but anger.

monstrous anger!
Just not enough.

some more.

If there is more anger, it will spew out like lava, burning everything up.

The dry body gushed out the lava-like anger again, dragging the body that was about to break into the sky.

He didn't know what the result of the desperate blow would be.

But every time he fights, he always holds the mentality that he must die.

He is such a character, his battles have never had a third result.

Either you die or I die!
At this moment, he heard a whistling sound from afar.

No.

It's not whistling, but dragon chant!

In the terrifying dragon's chant, a distant and ethereal singing faintly echoed!
A blood-red ancient dragon came through the flames. The noble and towering dragon body seemed to extend to the ends of the earth. The burning city was violently shattered by the sonic boom. The huge stone statue collapsed, as if kneeling down!

Along with the collapse of the boulder, a mural painted tens of millions of years ago burned in a sea of ​​flames.

The unicorn and ancient dragon in the painting are fighting and soaring to the sky!

It's just that today's scene seems to be different.

The dark unicorn.

Blood red ancient dragon.

Such noble and majestic two gods soared into the sky, and they performed the ancient mythical epic together!
"You are late."

Gu Jianlin said indifferently.

Qilin's original body was peeling off, and his body fell down like a fallen leaf in the wind.

"Do you think the Seventh Patriarch is really a crooked melon?"

Yunque sneered, and said coldly: "It's not bad to be able to come here."

Gu Long's original body was also collapsing, his ink-dyed long hair swaying in the wind, half covering his beautiful and coquettish face.

At this moment, they raised their hands together, and they suddenly joined together!
boom!
Qilin and Zhulong rushed to the sky together, the original body suddenly flashed torn apart, and the ferocious face like a devil melted and cracked. The two diametrically opposed ancient divine language domains merged together and exploded!

The world fell into a quagmire of silence, only a realm of silence spread between the heaven and the earth, everything along the way was silenced, the moment the second scourge meteorite was touched, it was suddenly wiped out!
The military master raised his hand to cover his eyes, the hot wind that hit his face burned half of his hair, he murmured softly: "It's a match made in heaven, the most perfect life in the world, the master of the two supreme laws of Candlelight and Youying , the ultimate life at the star level. I don’t know if I can deal with him.”

A huge mushroom cloud is entrenched in the sky, as if burning out a terrifying hole in the atmosphere.

Only the burning cloud remained, and the two cracks that were broken still had scorching lightning left.

Like the vertical pupil of a god, overlooking the earth.

Burning with furious fire.

The helicopter exploded in mid-air, and three parachutes opened, drifting towards the desolate mountains.

"God, what did I see?"

Jiang Ziye's voice was drowned out by the wind: "Kirin and Skylark performed the original regression together?"

He was not surprised by such a jaw-dropping scene.

After all, he had long suspected that the two of them were having an affair.

Just no substantive evidence.

"Grandfather and grand aunt should regret forcing out such an opponent, this is the real ancient god."

Ying Changsheng frowned against the gust of wind and said, "However...if it is really the ancient gods, why does he have feelings? This does not conform to the behavioral logic of the ancient gods. Qilin is like this, and so is the skylark. It seems that our definition of race needs to be rewritten."

The ancient gods are still human.

This is an indistinguishable problem.

Of course, there is a more serious problem.

Jiang Ziye and Ying Changsheng turned their heads together, wanting to know how Her Highness the Princess is feeling now.

Because this time, someone took her man away in front of her.

Most likely, this isn't the first time.

Tang Ling silently stared at the dissipating clouds and mist in the distance, until the mythical bodies of Qilin and Zhulong completely disappeared in the void, her rose red eyes calmed down again: "It's not important."

As expected of Her Royal Highness the Princess of the Aether Association, she quickly regained her composure in a short period of time. She said with a blank expression: "The most urgent task is to find reliable reinforcements and find out what is going on behind all this."

At this time, the sound of tapping a code sounded in their wireless earphones.

A jeep is galloping on the wilderness, the roar of the engine seems to be scrapped.

"Ancient Protoss."

Han Jing was holding the steering wheel, the accelerator had already been pressed to the bottom, and his cold face was pale: "That person is Xiao Gu? How is this possible, Old Gu's son, I watched him grow up, how could he be an ancient god race? "

"I don't know, but I have a vague guess, and I don't know if it's reliable or not."

Lin Dong sat on the co-pilot, clutching his bleeding chest, and said in a deep voice: "Han Jing, you have to hurry up, You Ming's injury is not much better than mine, but it may not be impossible to catch up."

He paused: "We have to find those young people first, they are in a huge crisis!"

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In the depths of the Dragon Burial Valley, in the deepest night before dawn.

Gu Jianlin sat by the campfire, hummed softly, and covered his lips.

He forcibly choked back the blood rushing to his throat.

He raised his hand to hold down an ancient tree, and the pale fire of divine sacrifice ignited in his palm, frantically absorbing vitality.

It was the aftereffect of intensive use of ancient deification. He was enduring severe pain like a thousand cuts. Once his body collapsed and blood flowed from the gap, he would definitely be able to see the clues.

Therefore, he had to hold back and use devouring life force to maintain himself at all times, not to shed a single drop of blood.

"Are you okay?"

Yue Ji realized that there was something wrong with his avatar. His face beside the campfire was bloodless, and the trembling frequency was even more shocking. She grabbed his hand subconsciously, but was startled.

Because Gu Jianlin's body was as cold as a corpse.

"Hahaha!"

In the distant camp, a ghostly old laughter sounded.

Looking at the twilight in the west, Jiang Chunyang completely interpreted what it means to be a villain with a frenzied smile.

"Taihua is going to die!"

He danced and danced, as if he wanted to embrace the sky: "Hahaha! Taihua is finally going to die!"

The old man laughed maniacally, laughing with extreme arrogance and complacency.

He didn't notice at all that the boy by the campfire looked at him as if he was looking at a dead person.

(End of this chapter)