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Chapter 373 Catching the Gods (Big chapter! Please subscribe!)

The twilight is full of frost and snow.

Cold light iron clothes.

No...not Iron Clothes.

At this moment, what runs through Mr. Zhuo's body and lifts him up is a sharp and slender iron spear. The material of the "iron coat" in the tomb is very special, a special iron quality that Gu Shen cannot understand.

However, it is still iron!

As long as it is still iron, [Iron Throne] can change its "shape"... iron clothes, iron boots, iron hat, or iron spear.

no matter what form...

As long as the "sturdy" quality of this iron suit remains unchanged, and it can smash the opponent's defense and create a wound, then it is enough.

Gu Shen, who was lying in the snow, slowly opened his eyes.

His complexion was a little pale.

In order to hand out "this spear" perfectly, he also paid a lot of price. The blood at this moment is real, his ribs were pierced by the small sword, bloody and bloody, and Spring's breath quickly repaired the physical injury.

But... a piercing blood hole is continuously flowing blood.

Soon the snow was soaked.

Because of the coldness, the pain from the wound hadn't erupted much yet, Gu Shen propped himself up on the ground and sat up, looking at the body that was raised high by him.

There was hot blood on Gu Shen's face.

The blood is not his.

It's Mr. Zhuo's...

"you……"

Mr. Zhuo's pupils were a little dizzy. At the moment when the iron spear pierced his body, he wanted to understand many things, but there were also many things he didn't want to understand.

He struggled to say something.

But the chest was punctured and the heart was pierced.

Every word is a huge burden...Even though Mr. Zhuo is a transcendent of the third stage, he has condensed his own domain and surpassed the ordinary category in terms of "spirit" and "ability", but he still It is flesh and blood.

Gu Shen interrupted Mr. Zhuo's voice: "You can experience it for yourself... After seeing it, you will understand everything."

Mr. Zhuo was a little perplexed.

A blazing fire was reflected in his pupils.

The body that was pierced gradually became blurred.

The wind and snow in all directions... was thrown away bit by bit, shattered, and turned into blades of grass.

Mr. Zhuo was suspended in the air in the wilderness of the four seasons. A huge blood hole was opened in his chest, but the world was clean and the blood hole in his chest did not leak any blood. Fist in, out.

At the moment when he looked up and looked opposite, he understood everything.

Why would the hypnotist say...she saw a huge throne comparable to the "Storm God's Throne".

Hypnotists are not lying.

Because... there really is such a throne.

The blades of grass on the wilderness flow with the strong wind, seemingly chaotic and irregular.

But actually.

Hundreds of millions of blades of grass move with the wind, gather together vaguely, and worship in one direction together with the wind.

A huge throne, condensed on the spiritual wilderness, the first time people see it, they will have the idea of ​​worshiping and kneeling.

Mr. Zhuo is no exception.

His expression was pale, he struggled to breathe, adjusted his spirit, trying to fight against the oppressive thoughts of the whole world...

"Now, do you understand?"

Gu Shen looked down and spoke softly.

Mr. Zhuo clenched his teeth, and a vein popped out on his forehead.

He couldn't hold on, and finally fell to his knees, crawling like an ant.

This is the spiritual realm, a complete spiritual realm with the embryonic form of the world.

This world has light, wind, grass, and a grand and complete law... Different from all the spiritual worlds that Mr. Zhuo has seen, this is a "living" world!

This is simply not the world that can be condensed by the "third stage"!

And he was only a little bit close to killing this young man... He knew very well that this young man's extraordinary strength was only at the second stage, and he could only reach the sixth level if he tried his best!
He doesn't understand!

Why does such a young man...have such a terrifying spiritual world!

"Now, I'm going to take that 'slate'."

Gu Shen's voice was like a divine order, "You better hand it over yourself."

Mr. Zhuo's will is rapidly collapsing.

From the moment he fell into the dream, he had already lost.

His will simply cannot resist the rules of this world.

Gu Shen wanted to take away the memory of the "Ancient Inscription Tablet", so he had no choice but to offer it with both hands.

The prostrate Mr. Zhuo, with his head bowed, raised his hands and made a respectful gesture.

On the wilderness of the four seasons, the final spirit was condensed immediately.

It was an ancient stone slab, engraved with vague ancient texts, and the memory was still condensing... It hadn't been fully formed yet.

Gu Shen frowned suddenly.

I saw that Mr. Zhuo's "expression" suddenly changed.

From struggling in pain, to bewildered, and finally ecstatic...

In just one second, his face flashed several times.

But when he raised his head, "Mr. Zhuo" only had indifference left on his face.

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Between the three snow-capped mountains, there was a continuous storm.

This is the biggest reliance that the Evening Bell Church dared to establish a base in the tundra... They brought a special "sealed item" from South Continent, which has incredible magical power. It can block the surrounding terrain just by standing still on weekdays , to prevent outsiders from intruding, activate when encountering enemy attacks, and can also lock the inside of the three snow mountains and turn them into prisons to prevent enemies from escaping.

That sealed item is actually the "Trident" carved on the silver foil!
It's just that it's not the "authentic" on the church robe, but a "substitute" that looks similar.

The "Trident" guarding the three snow-capped mountains was buried deep in the center of the pattern of the formation.

It was snowing heavily.

The strands of snow particles were blasted apart by the splashing ground.

The eucalyptus also gradually revealed its true "vessel shape", as if there was a strong will, condensed and manifested here!
The trident rose from the ground and flew into the distance!

"Rumble rumble—"

The sound of the storm reverberating between the three snow-capped mountains suddenly became louder, several times stronger than before.

This place has completely become a "place that outsiders cannot enter"!
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The memory of the slate only condenses vague ancient texts, and it will not continue to be visualized.

With the rise of "Mr. Zhuo".

The memory on the slate became blurred little by little, and then Mr. Zhuo waved his sleeve suddenly, and the ancient texts disappeared together with the slate.

In the spiritual world, Gu Shen watched this scene calmly.

He knew what happened.

A big halberd flew from the snow in the distance, and finally landed in front of Mr. Zhuo.

This is a "greeting" from the physical world.

And the feedback to the spiritual world...is a huge coercion.

able to do this scene.

no doubt……

It is the owner of the "Trident" on the emblem of the Evening Bell Church.

Seat of the Storm God.

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Iron Five is still digging holes.

Lord God told him that this "seed" might grow into a big tree in the future, so he had to dig a big hole for the seed.

The days of cultivating and practicing in the wilderness of the four seasons are very happy.

He really felt the peace of mind... and in ordinary days, Lord God always gives himself some "surprises".

For example, bring a guest.

There are also some "frights".

For example, just now, I brought hundreds of guests.

If my induction is correct... Lord God Zuo should be thinking of himself, the more than 300 "guests" were arranged on the other side of the sky, and the moment they entered the wilderness, all their spirits were wiped out.

Instant kill.

But this time... What Lord God Zuo brought to him may be "frightened".

Living in Gu Shen's Four Seasons Wilderness, every time Gu Shen comes, as long as he doesn't hide it deliberately... Tie Wu can feel it, and his evaluation of Gu Shen's induction is "unpredictable".

The power of Lord God is like an abyss, bottomless!

He is the well-deserved master of this chaotic world!

But this time, Tie Wu felt the weakness of "Gu Shen"... He was still a little scared when he was shocked. In this world, who else can hurt Lord God?

soon.

The second breath in the spiritual world confirmed Tie Wu's conjecture.

Tie Wu, who was stepping on the hoe, didn't even have the thought of crawling out of the big pit to take a look. His expression was pale and his heart was uneasy, and he couldn't help but think of the figure of the young man in the moon-white robe in his mind.

His fingers began to tremble, and he could not even grasp the hoe.

The next moment, the huge spiritual atmosphere set off a mighty storm.

This wild storm unreasonably swept through the "Four Seasons Wilderness" in the beginning of chaos.

There is sea water pouring down from the sky.

A phantom of a trident buzzed down from the sky!

The moment he saw the "Trident", Tie Wu breathed a sigh of relief... It wasn't Dionysus who came to him!
But soon, he felt even more headache.

It wasn't Dionysus who came to the door...but it was really a god!
The symbol of the trident is the Seat of Storms in Nanzhou!
The immeasurable sea water, falling from the sky, fell on the wilderness, submerging this chaotic land in an instant, Gu Shen sat on the throne, adjusted his breath, and looked at the "three-pronged" in front of him expressionlessly. Halberd" man.

The penetrating wound on Mr. Zhuo's chest healed little by little.

in the real world.

The man who was pierced by the spear still had his eyes closed tightly, but the storm in all directions seemed to be somehow sensed, and the "trident" pierced into the ground burst out with weak but incredible divine power, guiding him bit by bit. Point, get off the iron spear!

The sea is rolling.

A huge wave piled up into a tide.

"Mr. Zhuo" held the trident, stood on top of the waves, slowly rose, and came to the same position as Gu Shen... The waves continued to pile up, but they couldn't rise any higher, because the highest place in the world, right here.

"Bold!"

Mr. Zhuo took a deep breath, his voice vibrated in the entire spiritual world, conveying——

"Since you see the seat of God, why don't you worship!"

That majestic spirit swept across, rushing towards Gu Shen together with the waves.

Gu Shen looked calm.

He put two fingers together and put them on his chest.

The overwhelming tide was divided into two halves... rumbled and engulfed the entire wilderness.

Gu Shen doesn't care.

The seeds have not been planted, and his "new world" is flooded, and there will be no loss... At most, he can go back and consume some mental power and source quality to repair this world again.

The important thing...is the trident in front of him.

He is very clear.

This is not the real arrival of the "Storm Throne"!
The god of belief in Nanzhou probably doesn't even know what the Wanzhong Church is mining... There are tens of hundreds of churches in Nanzhou, or even more. A must-have "sacred object" in the church.

The same is true for the "Trident" in the snow mountain.

The trident engraved on the silver leaf coat of arms is an artifact.

And this shot at this moment... I am afraid that there is a trace of "divine power" remaining, which is already a great blessing for the Church of the Evening Bell.

Nanzhou's "Northern Plan" is huge and complicated, and it penetrates not only Dongzhou. Before the translation of the ancient text tablet is completed, the God of Storms will not pay attention to what happened in the tundra.

As for the life and death of the seventh-level transcendent?

Although I haven't seen the Storm God Seat.

But only from the "Northward Plan" can infer its real plot.

Gu Shen is too familiar with this kind of "god seat" that goes against the original intention.

The God of Dionysus seat in the Tower of Origin, even an "apostle" like Tie Wu can abandon it... In the war-torn land of Nanzhou, the seventh-floor superhumans are just existences slightly larger than ants, how could the God of Storms really see it!
Therefore, it is not difficult to guess the reason for this strand of "God Consciousness".

The Evening Bell Church pins all their hopes on this stone slab... As long as the ancient text is successfully deciphered and the "Lord God" pays attention, then the entire church will be favored. "Trident" also brought over.

On this trident, there is a little bit of divine power left by the "Storm God Seat".

A little bit is very small to God.

For them, enough is enough.

"Why...why should I worship?"

Gu Shen looked at the man in front of him, and said coldly, "This is Dongzhou!"

He knew that after the trident's divine power was released, the balance of the spiritual world was disturbed... At this moment, Mr. Zhuo's consciousness no longer completely belonged to him, but had merged with the trident.

Mr. Zhuo frowned.

Perhaps it was the word Dongzhou that reminded him.

"Dongzhou..."

The remaining divine power in the trident began to occupy this body, and a ray of will from the God of Storms spoke. His voice was thick and hoarse, full of anger: "So what about Dongzhou? How can I be afraid of Gu Changzhi!"

He raised his halberd high.

The majestic sea swept across.

A ray of divine power from the god seat, falling on the head of the common man, is like a mountain.

If it were any other "spiritual realm", I'm afraid it would be destroyed in an instant.

But at this moment, Gu Shen's "Pure Land" is extremely strong!
The blazing source quality began to be consumed rapidly!
At this moment, the divine power of the trident felt strange.

The sea washes over the wilderness.

It didn't break it directly!

next moment.

"Mr. Zhuo" stared at Gu Shen, this young man's spiritual aura is very unusual, obviously his mental strength is only around the fourth level, but he has condensed a spiritual world with complete rules!

"This is... Four Seasons Wilderness!"

The Storm God seat said coldly: "What is your relationship with Gu Changzhi!"

Without waiting for Gu Shen to answer——

He directly stretched out his big hand and grabbed it towards Gu Shen!

"Dream... scattered!"

Gu Shen released his spiritual realm without hesitation, even if there was only a sliver of the will of the Storm God Throne, it was too powerful!
In the spiritual world, Gu Shen is the supreme master of the Four Seasons Wilderness, but the will of the God of Storms is stronger than him.

So he had no choice.

Under the impact of the "sea water pouring back", the wilderness of the four seasons has been submerged, and the consumption of extraordinary source quality is too fast... If it continues, if you can't win this protracted battle, your spirit will collapse!
Gu Shen can only choose to come to the material world.

This is actually a very good choice.

Returning to reality, I became ordinary.

And "Mr. Zhuo" holding the trident will also become a common man, a common man not much better than himself.

Gu Shen has seen the battle of the apostles.

He also personally built a bridge for "God's Arrival".

So he is very clear... the "divine power" in this trident cannot be compared with the real token.

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The moment I opened my eyes——

"Mr. Zhuo" also opened his eyes at the same time!

The trident had been fused with his will, he slipped from the tip of the iron spear, and stretched out his hand the moment he fell to the ground, the trident instantly swept into his palm, at the same time, the entire snow mountain valley was full of storms!

After the spiritual realm was released, the God of Storms was not in a hurry to act.

This faint ray of divine sense calmly stared at the young man in front of him.

Gu Shen looked a little pale, and he covered his ribs... The speed of the blood flow slowed down a little, but at this moment, there was already a large pool of blood on the snow.

"Breath of Spring..."

The Storm God seat saw Gu Shen's breathing rhythm at a glance.

He smiled and said, "No wonder you are not afraid of me at all... Is it because Gu Changzhi is standing behind you?"

Gu Shen also smiled.

"Do not……"

He shook his head, looked at "Mr. Zhuo" in front of him, and said softly: "After the last time, I understand a truth... It is better to rely on yourself than to rely on the sky and the earth."

last time?

"Mr. Zhuo" frowned, he no longer knew what the boy was talking about.

"A dying person... I don't mind saying a few more words with you."

He raised his trident, pointed at Gu Shen, and asked softly, "So... you want to rely on yourself?"

Gu Shen nodded, and said softly, "Yes."

The iron spear stuck in the snow instantly shot out!

The God of Storms didn't even look back.

A ray of divine power surged out, and the iron spear was twisted and deformed, and bounced away with tremors——

This scene surprised the Storm God Seat.

He did not expect that this iron spear is so strong... Although it is just a random blow, it is enough to shatter most of the "iron objects" in this world!
If only this means...

there are some...

ridiculous.

He turned his head slowly, the smile on his lips dissipating bit by bit.

"Mr. Zhuo"... or rather, a ray of remnant from the Storm God Throne, with a solemn expression, looking at the big sniper erected in front of him.

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There was a crisp sound of "click".

It was the sound of a bullet being loaded.

After Bengxue loaded the bullet, Gu Shen didn't talk nonsense, and fired cleanly and decisively!

He is very clear.

In the face of the will of the Storm God Throne, this is his last resort... If he hits, the opponent dies, if he misses, he dies!

At this moment, the dizziness from blood loss and the pain from broken bones all disappeared. Gu Shen's mental power had never been so concentrated, and he seemed to feel that time had slowed down countless times.

"Bang"!
When the sound echoed in the snow-capped mountains and valleys, the blood splashed all over the mountain rocks, and Mr. Zhuo's fragile body was pierced by avalanche bullets, along with the powerful spirit of "Storm Throne".

Spirit and matter go hand in hand.

No matter how powerful the spirit is, without a carrier, it will eventually turn into nothingness.

This shot shattered Mr. Zhuo's forehead, and the smile on his face was forever frozen a second ago.

The body fell down and fell into the heavy snow.

The Bengxue bullet destroyed the "logic" of his whole body. Mr. Zhuo was like a paper man on fire. The moment he ignited, he couldn't escape the fate of turning his whole body into ashes.

The same goes for the trident——

The extraordinary source quality of the deceased rolled in the void.

And the powerful spirit of the Storm God Throne that has lost its material carrier!
Gu Shen looked pale, panting heavily.

The arc light of Truth Sniper gradually dissipated, retracted into his sleeve, and condensed into a silver-white ruler... Counting from the moment the base alarm sounded, the battle lasted for nearly ten hours, and it was finally over at this moment. He had already consumed too much Spirit.

Blazing flames shot out from between the brows, devouring the "victory" of this battle at will - the source quality taught by the Evening Bell to these transcendental beings that may dissipate at any time.

The final result.

Gu Shen was satisfied.

Xiao's clone was beaten to death by himself, and the blood was swallowed by him.

Evening Bell Church, wiped out.

But when he raised his head, there was some regret in Gu Shen's eyes.

He looked at the wisp of storm spirit slowly drifting in the void.

After the trident was shattered, the ray of divine power bestowed by the throne began to return. This kind of power would not be easily wiped out unless it was "struck" by the same level of power.

look.

It is very difficult for him to stop the return of this ray of divine power.

Gu Shen stared at the "spirit" that was slowly going away. After the trident was broken, the pattern of the snow mountain also shattered, and the sudden storm was no longer shrouded, as if everything had turned into clouds and smoke.

Just when Gu Shen was about to let go of that wisp of "spirit".

The wrench he was wearing suddenly produced a strange rhythm, as if reminding himself...don't let it go!

Gu Shen narrowed his eyes.

"What does it mean?"

He raised his palm.

The silent jade finger actually made a rhythm again, guiding Gu Shen to approach the far-away "Storm God Throne Remnant".

Gu Shen's figure instantly disappeared in place.

The ruler of truth roared.

He flew into the wind and snow, and stretched out his hand to grab that wisp of free will... The terrifying divine power permeated the void. Even though he was thousands of miles away from Nanzhou and lost the carrier, it was still the "god" Spirit!

How can mortals blaspheme!

Gu Shen's palm was directly bounced away!

At the moment when it could be touched, the finger flew out from Gu Shen's knuckles, and it grabbed the will of the "Storm God Throne"...

There is one iron law in this world that will never change.

Matter and spirit complement each other.

No one can leave anyone.

But the funerary objects in this tomb are all "dead objects", such as the lamp of mourning, iron clothes, and jade fingers. They are real "things that have lost their spirits". Stay on Shrine Hill.

The material strength of Iron Clothes has surpassed Gu Shen's comprehension!

And this jade ring finger... directly "captured" the wandering spirit of the Storm God Throne!
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