Ghosts and gods do not enter the door

Their car drove up the hill, and when they got out of the car and saw the black dragon openly, it was still sleeping.

Eyes motionless, closed peacefully, sleeping, the air blowing out from the nose is long, and the only remaining horn on the head rustled broken leaves and branches due to the blowing of the dragon's breath.

This dragon has only one horn, and the other horn is in Guan Yi's hand.

The broken corner of the corner is overflowing with golden light little by little, illuminating some nearby places, and like ashes, it gradually goes out and loses its light as it floats farther and farther away.

This stream of light makes this terrifying place look as peaceful and quiet as an ordinary forest with fireflies flying from certain angles.

All this was beautiful indeed, if one ignores the disembowelled corpses and the huge black dragon in chains.

Quiet and empty, the fine golden streamer blows to the treetops and slowly extinguishes on the branches.

It is a rare beauty in the world.

But no one can ignore that stuff.

Guan Yi asked Ding Mu to take the knife, and together with him, carrying the knife case, they slowly approached the tree, away from their car, and walked towards the sleeping dragon.

It's still pretty quiet.

The two didn't get too close to it, but slowly stopped at a safer position not far from it to prevent it from suddenly waking up and using the things here to attack, but this position is already far away from their car. It will take a long time to run back.

The tree with the black dragon bound was tall, reaching into the clouds, standing in a scorched black open space, towering on the top of this bare mountain, with only a stone well next to it, no flowers, no grass.On the lower branches hung fleshless white bones, on the iron bars above were stuck blood-red fruits as big as human heads, and in the middle of the cleared area was bound the black dragon that had given them great shock. .

I don't know what the chain was made of, but it was tightly locked on the black dragon's collarbone, which had exposed its white bones, preventing it from healing and making it drip with blood, which felt like a Prometheus.

"That's a cursed iron chain." Ding Mu murmured, which he pulled out from his own memory.

This kind of cursed iron chain keeps the wound "fresh" all the time, so that the blood in the wound can be drawn out little by little. It cannot heal or scab, and can only endure the pain of bleeding from the wound every day.

Even though the broken scales on its body had scabbed over, the wound on its collarbone was still new, and even the iron chain connected to the wound was new.

The hot and humid blood slid down the iron chain and dripped on the ground, making a small bloody pit with a "pop".

"This is the last stop," Guan Yi looked around, his expression not looking very good, he said, "but there are no NPCs here, that is to say, there is no station master."

They are in the mountains and must abide by the rules of the mountains.

If there is no station master, it means that they will stay here until ten days later, Yinshan will automatically clear the fog and open the door.

They didn't know what the black dragon would do after waking up, but neither of them wanted to experience such a feeling.

"There is no NPC here, but this place is prepared for it." Ding Mu looked at the black dragon, and the sense of awe in his heart slowly faded with the memory of his previous life, replaced by an indescribable sense of firmness, "A site exists because of the existence of the webmaster, so does it mean that it is enough to kill it?" He vaguely remembered that he found a way to close Yinshan Mountain, but he forgot the specific method. After that, an idea suddenly popped up in my mind.

The word "God Killing" jumped out of the minds of the two of them almost at the same time.

But neither of them showed any discomfort about it.

"God" is really not something to be afraid of in front of the two of them.

What about God?

Ding Mu felt pain in his right hand. The tearing pain made him focus on the black handprint on his right hand.

This is where the pain is felt.

It hurt like a fire, and every time a thought of "killing gods" floated in his mind, this thing would hurt suddenly, as if objecting, trying to interrupt his unrealistic thoughts.

You can't kill gods.

A voice sounded in his head.

This kind of thought has been active since Yang Zhixi told him about those things. He always thought it was the subconscious mind that had begun to "awaken" in his brain, so many times, he would let himself obey the awakened subconscious mind, but today he suddenly He felt something was wrong, this thought was obviously contrary to his own thinking, he didn't care about killing the black dragon, but the voice told him that he couldn't kill gods.

This kind of pain was different from the pain that was about to tear off the piece of flesh on his hand, this time it was milder, just like a cat scratching a dog, it just hurts, not thinking about it.

"Kill it?" Guan Yi's expression was blank for a moment, and he murmured repeatedly: "Kill it?"

kill it?

kill him.

Before Ding Mu could react, he saw the man in front of him suddenly make a knife, with a shiny and shiny blade, and he went up with his feet on the protruding branches. After a while, he was close to the dragon's body.

not now!Ding Mu was startled.

Even if you want to kill this dragon, it shouldn't be now!

They don't know the weakness of this dragon yet, so if they go up rashly, it's a good thing to win, but if they miss and wake up the prisoner dragon, it's not a good thing!

How could killing a god be such a simple matter?

"Come back!" He whispered, "Don't be impulsive! Let's observe first!"

But maybe it was too fast to hear, Guan Yi didn't look back.

A strange feeling spread in Ding Mu's heart. Looking at Guan Yi's back, his heart tightened.

No, this doesn't feel right.

Although Guan Yi was a bit aggressive, he shouldn't be such a reckless person. Every time he made a move, he should have calculated it in his heart. Even if he seemed aggressive, he still had his own set of rules.

But such a person who jumped straight up with a knife on his back, except for the exact same movement skills of the other party and Guan Yi, he couldn't see any similarities with Guan Yi.

In desperation, his heavenly eyes opened automatically, staring at the person climbing up to the dragon's body.

A black dragon-like mist hovered over the black blade.

This is something he saw on Kunlun Qie!

The material of this knife is special, it is one of the horns of the sleeping black dragon in front of him. When he gets here, he will react when he is urged by the dragon's energy. This explanation is not wrong, but he can't help feeling flustered at this moment.

Why panic, that knife is the horn of a black dragon, that's right, but it was also refined by Guan Yi in his previous life, and if he passes it to this person in this life, he can only say that it should be returned to its original owner. what's the problem?There will be no problems, there will be no problems, he just needs to believe that Guan Yi's skills can complete the task, isn't it, the same as every time they act together, he just needs to believe.

But the sense of uneasiness that had been filling his heart since he woke up did not subside at all.

He could go up, but not as fast as Guan Yi, and... He looked at the branches trembling from Guan Yi's trampling and the chains that began to "nail" softly.

It's just that it's just going up alone. If you add another person, it will only add to the chaos and can't give Guan Yi any help.

He looked at the figure of Guan Yi who kept climbing up, and the tension in his heart couldn't be suppressed for some reason. He couldn't help but take two steps back, so as to avoid the iron branches that blocked his sight, and see Guan Yi clearly. Yi's figure.

After taking a few steps back, his footsteps were blocked by something, and he turned his head impatiently.

It's the well.

There are deep and complicated patterns painted on the well, like some kind of totem—a dragon.

The pattern painted on the well is that dragon.

The dragon on the well is coiled on the well cover, surrounding a person in the middle. The person surrounded by the dragon has a knife stuck in his heart and lies in the center with his eyes closed.The wound from the knife on its chest was a small spot in the middle of the manhole cover.

The implication of this painting seems to be not very auspicious.

He frowned, looked back, and wanted to continue watching Guan Yi's progress, but when he was about to look back, he saw something.

To be precise, he saw a corner of this stone carving.

There are two horns on this dragon's head, and the shape of the left horn is a bit strange.

The head of that horn was blunt and short, not as sharp and long as the other, and had a spine.

Soon he found the reason: it wasn't a horn at all, it was a knife that penetrated the dragon's head. obvious.

This is a dragon with only one horn missing, exactly the same as the prisoner dragon.

Before he could think about it, he heard a roar.

Oops!

When the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking, he looked towards the longevity tree, and saw that the prisoner dragon with only one horn left had woken up, and there was a relatively obvious fresh knife mark on the scales of his body, but no blood flowed out, while Guan Yi Hanging on it in embarrassment, barely supporting himself, so as not to let himself fall, his left arm was stained red with blood, and he looked as if he missed a single blow and was injured by the black dragon.

Ding Mu's eyes were about to burst, he held the crescent chop in his hand, stepped on the ground with his right foot, and wanted to step forward, but was stopped by a stern shout.

"do not come!"

Guan Yi yelled at him, pulled out the other knife he was carrying from the knife box with his backhand, changed one hand in mid-air, and almost fell to the ground, he stabilized his body and supported himself with this knife He stopped to touch Kunlunqie, and let him nail his usual knife to the tree trunk.

Kunlunqie does have a problem.

Ding Mu didn't dare to go forward, tried his best to stabilize his footing in the earthquake, and shouted: "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine! Go back to the car! Don't come over! There's something wrong with my knife!" Guan Yi's words confirmed Ding Mu's guess.

Ding Mu didn't waste time, he just glanced at Guan Yi who was hanging on the swaying tree, took a deep breath, turned around and ran towards the car.

"Moo—" There was a cry that sounded like a cow but not a cow, and before Ding Mu ran to the stone bridge connected to the top of the mountain, the stone bridge shattered in response, breaking every inch and falling into the abyss.

Their car was parked on the edge of the cliff, and the piece of land had been shaken by this dark force until it was peeled off from the top of the mountain and fell to the bottom of the mountain along with the stone bridge.

It is impossible to go.