When did the brother collapse [Transmigration Book]

During the séance ceremony, his breathing became short of breath.

She took a deep breath and turned her neck slightly: "Prince Immortal, please go to the Holy Land with me."

Before Chen Zhishuo could answer, the priest standing next to him was the first to jump out and object: "Only saints and saints are allowed to go to the Holy Land, and they are mere outsiders, so they are not qualified to enter."

Yin Zhaohua insisted: "If there is no fairy head, I would not be where I am today. I think the gods would agree."

As she spoke, she looked up at the Holy Son above, and asked loudly, "Holy Son, does the god agree?"

The Holy Son nodded with a smile: "God agrees."

In Tongtian City, the will of the gods is the highest law, and even a priest with an outstanding status cannot disobey the will of the gods.

Yin Zhaohua glanced at the priest contemptuously from the corner of his eye, and said to Chen Zhishuo, "Chang Xian, come with me."

Chen Zhishuo always felt that something was wrong.

The gods want to use Lu Li as a container to carry his consciousness and power, why is Yin Zhaohua going to the Holy Land?And why do you have to accompany yourself at the roll call?

He subconsciously looked at Lu Li, who had a sullen face. Although he didn't move, his eyes were full of warnings.

However, the arrow is on the line, and with his promise to Yin Zhaohua, Chen Zhishuo can only wink at the gloomy Lu Li, and follow the saint to climb the ladder together.

Since the target is Lu Li, Chen Zhishuo thought to himself, if Lu Li stays outside, with Tu Hua and Si Qi assisting, nothing major will happen.

As for what the Holy Son is planning, he will know when he goes in and takes a look.

Thinking of this, Chen Zhishuo looked at Yin Zhaohua next to him.

The latter noticed his gaze and showed him a smile that didn't reach his eyes.

Behind the Holy Child is an invisible barrier, and the ripples spread outward from the center repeatedly like ripples.

The moment Yin Zhaohua and Chen Zhishuo walked up the steps, he impatiently stretched out his hand and firmly grasped Yin Zhaohua's wrist: "Saint, honored guest, please come in."

The three of them passed through the barrier, and in front of them was a vast land, boundless, covered in silver, desolate and desolate.

Not far away, two pillars towered abruptly above the white snow, and there was a round door in the middle, which was also covered with thick white snow.

But overnight, the age spots on Shengzi's face became more and more, almost covering the whole face and neck.The skin on the back of his hand was piled up with several folds, sticking dryly to the bones, no different from those living corpses.

Can't bear the power of the gods anymore?

That's why the god séance ceremony was brought forward?

Chen Zhishuo was vigilant, only to hear the Holy Son raise his arms and read the complicated and ancient eulogy towards the distant Lieyang.

Yin Zhaohua knelt on the snow, folded his hands in front of his chest, and hummed softly following the old man's chanting.

The ground shook, and the snow on the stone pillars and the round door shook off one after another. Only then did Chen Zhisuo realize that it was the half skull of some kind of beast.

He lowered his head along the animal bone, imagining what kind of beast was buried under the snow.

Snapped!

Yin Zhaohua broke out suddenly, and slapped Chen Zhishuo hard on the part of his neck that was exposed when he lowered his head.

He felt a bone-piercing chill, spreading down his spine, and instantly spread throughout his body.

Yin Zhaohua succeeded in one blow, heaved a long sigh of relief, leaned back and sat on the snow.

She took off the gorgeous and cumbersome robe, and took off the peony golden crown presumptuously, and threw it aside casually. Using her fingers as a comb, she distressedly fiddled with her long black hair that she was so proud of.

Chen Zhishuo couldn't believe it, he couldn't move, so he could only look at Yin Zhaohua from the corner of his eye: "Why?"

"Immortal Chief, don't blame me." Yin Zhaohua scooped up a handful of snow with both hands and wiped his face, "It was you who broke the contract first, so I had to do it."

The Holy Son looked at Chen Zhishuo greedily, like an old gourmet looking at delicacies, and urged Yin Zhaohua: "Don't stand still, quickly bring the things."

Yin Zhaohua wiped off his gorgeous makeup, and took out a thick handful of clothing from the ancient animal bones. On the top was a golden crown of two snakes.

Chen Zhishuo looked at the clothes and felt familiar.His temple twitched: "This is the golden crown you asked your subordinates to make?"

The Holy Son was overjoyed when he heard the words: "It is indeed the container I chose, it is really smart."

He personally put on the golden crown for Chen Zhishuo, and put on a long robe for him. He took a few steps back, resting his chin on his right hand, and commented: "It's a bit short. But it doesn't matter, just make two sets again when you go out."

Chen Zhishuo finally showed a panicked expression: "Why? Why did you choose me as the container? Didn't you say you can find Lu Li?"

"A mortal is a mortal after all, and he only thinks of himself." The Holy Son replied mockingly, "He is not a mortal, so he cannot be my container. But you, with a mortal body and abundant spiritual power, can use it for decades."

Chen Zhishuo bit his lower lip nervously, because he was so frightened that he even bit his blood.

"who are you?"

"Who am I?" Shengzi looked at Yin Zhaohua next to him, and asked her with a sneer, "Do you know who I am?"

His eyes were full of angry hatred, his skin was pulled, almost separated from his flesh and blood.

Yin Zhaohua was too frightened by his appearance to speak, and shook his head repeatedly.

"I was originally the mountain god of this mountain, but I was trapped by the ancestors of the Yin family more than 500 years ago." Maybe it was because of being lonely for hundreds of years, the Holy Son was not in a hurry to start, but told his own origin, " They imprisoned my immortal body on the top of the mountain, pulled out my spirit body, and injected it into a mortal body. The mortal vessel can't bear my strength, so in order not to let the spirit body dissipate, I have to change a new body every ten years."

Speaking of this, his eyes turned to the animal bones not far away, his eyes were bloodshot, and blood and tears flowed from the end of his eyes.

"They ate my flesh, drank my blood, and trapped me in this mountain for their own self-interest." The old man sighed, "They never dreamed that I could use Sweet Dreams lies, to regain strength."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Chen Zhishuo: "I've said enough, you can die in peace."

He took off his robe, leaving only his jacket, and stepped barefoot on the snow.

He opened his hands, bathed in the sunlight, closed his eyes, and was about to transfer the spirit body, but he heard Chen Zhisuo speak suddenly.

"I can still move my fingers."

The Holy Son opened his eyes and said disdainfully, "So what?"

Chen Zhishuo felt sorry for him: "So don't be an otaku. After a long time, you won't be able to keep up with the times."

Both Shengzi and Yin Zhaohua didn't understand the meaning of his words, so Chen Zhishuo took the opportunity to lift his index finger and close his eyes at the same time.

In an instant, the sky changed drastically.

The red sun at noon is swallowed by the black sky, dotted with countless stars, the scene is so grand that one forgets to breathe.

Chen Zhishuo opened his eyes again: "Yan Xing changes orbit!"

The bright and bright stars burst out with powerful force, flying across the sky like thousands of shooting stars, restraining the muscles of Shengzi and Yin Zhaohua, making them unable to move.

Yin Zhaohua didn't expect that a mere monk could restrain the god, and he panicked completely: "God save me!"

Shengzi's face fell down: "It's a small skill."

The muscles of his whole body trembled violently, and the blood seeped into his shirt very quickly. There were only a few clicks, and the skin all over his body burst open, and he broke free!

The old skeleton couldn't support the flesh and blood, and a pool of thick blood quickly gathered under his body.After a while, only the pale pink skeleton remained standing.

Holy Son, no, it should be said to be a god, he raised his hand, looked from top to bottom, scanned the ulna full of honeycomb holes, and murmured: "It's too late."

As he spoke, he suddenly turned his head and stared at Chen Zhisuo eagerly: "Stop struggling!"

An overwhelming force surged out of his body, rolling up snow waves, overwhelming Chen Zhisuo.

The latter condensed ice blades, jumped high, crossed the snow waves, and slashed at the god!

The gods didn't dodge or dodge, but there was a second wave of snow waves rising into the sky behind them, rushing towards Chen Zhishuo from all directions, making it impossible for him to avoid it!

At the same time, the earth trembled, and a huge suction reappeared, directly pulling Chen Zhisuo heavily to the ground!

"Mortal, don't struggle."

Stepping on the long blanket made of fresh snow, the god walked up to Chen Zhishuo's chest, looking down at the prey under the weight of the heavy snow.

With a click, his mouth grew bigger and bigger, his jaw became disjointed, and his eyeballs were squeezed into two lines. Ancient and powerful power gushed out from his white bones, and hit Chen Zhishuo's eyebrows continuously!

Chen Zhishuo wanted to sacrifice Yan Xing to change his orbit again, but unexpectedly, the god kicked heavily, and the sharp bones pierced through the snow and pierced into his abdominal cavity.

The abdomen was severely injured, Chen Zhishuo let out a muffled grunt, and crimson blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Goose feather heavy snow fell from the sky, but within a moment, the bones collapsed.

Chen Zhishuo opened his eyes again, only indifference.

He swept away easily, and the snow on his body quietly dissipated, and the wound on his abdomen healed.

He touched his chest and abdomen, obviously very satisfied with this body.

Yin Zhaohua was by the side, trembling and afraid to speak.

The god ignored her, just looked at the animal bones in the snow, thoughtful.

Just then, there was a loud noise behind him.

The enchantment was forcibly blasted away, and the domineering murderous aura swept up the snow dragon, instantly knocking the god into the air!

83. Dreamland (Eleventh)

◎Lu Li's Return◎

Si Qi looked anxiously at the stage where Chen Zhisuo disappeared, and found that the sky had suddenly darkened, so he couldn't help turning his head: "Senior Brother Lu..."

Before he could speak, a gust of wind blew past him, Chen Zhishuo's spirit sword was unsheathed, and the turbulent sword energy directly smashed through the invisible barrier!

The north wind carried snowflakes, gushing out from the barrier, blowing in the heart, making people panic.

Lu Li walked in against the wind, and the first thing he saw was the familiar figure in front of him.

However, Chen Zhisuo had an extra power, which was strange and powerful, suppressing his consciousness with absolute strength, no matter how Chen Zhisuo fought, he still couldn't regain control of his body.

With a twist of his wrist, the spirit sword rolled up the flying snow, turned into a long dragon, and directly knocked people into the air!

Tianshen reacted very quickly, and was about to fight back, but felt a sharp pain in his heart.he looked down