Gu Jianlin felt the heartbeat in his chest like a drum. He quietly released the breath of the ancient gods in his body. Noble and ferocious dragon horns sprouted from the top of his head, and the scarlet vertical pupils were stern and ferocious.
He was very familiar with this kind of scene, which often appeared in ghost stories or tomb-robbery movies, and he didn't have any exorcism tools like the mahogany sword or the black donkey's hoof in his hand. The only thing he had might be boy urine. Well, he shouldn't joke with himself at this time, but he must calm down in order to deal with it calmly.
The so-called exorcism instruments are actually just folk products created by humans imitating the relics of the ancient gods and do not have real supernatural effects. It is not man who will truly be resurrected, but God.
Now it seems that the evolutionary chain of the Nether Ying Law does have some secrets. The Red King has evolved to the inhuman realm. His heartbeat is as loud as thunder, and his breathing is like the sound of a broken bellows. With the roar, the nine kneeling giant stone statues seemed to come alive, turning their heads to stare at him silently.
Thick blood flowed from the empty pupils, and a strange smile appeared on his lips.
The dragon hovering over their bodies suddenly opened its eyes, and the ancient dragon's roar rang out in the hall!
Damn it, these stone statues are not sculptures at all.
This is a stone burial!
Stone burials that once appeared in the Forest of Funerals, these stone statues are genuine ancient gods!
Damn it, Lin Zhengying should be called in this situation.
Gu Jianlin's virtual state had reached its limit, and he was forced to reveal his true body.
He grabbed the diary on the desk, turned around and left without stopping.
This is very precious evidence.
As long as you take it back and pass divination, you can verify its authenticity.
In fact, he wanted to summon the Qilin Wedge, then put the diary into the wedge and take it away.
It's just that he resisted the urge.
Because this is Jiang Chunyang's territory, and it is also an overlapping space and time, he cannot guarantee that the Qilin Wedge he summoned will not be discovered. If possible, he will try his best to ensure the survival of the clone.
Once the clone is killed, the enemy is likely to determine that he is the master of the Kirin Forbidden Curse.
His identity will most likely be exposed by then.
He turned around without hesitation and ran fast against the shadow in the corner, using his speed force to its extreme.
Reason tells him that he cannot use space jump because the time and space here are extremely unstable.
as expected.
The time and space of this temple are also distorted. It is clear that the exit is right in front of you, but the road is getting longer and longer.
It felt like falling into a quagmire.
He seemed to be swallowed into a dark abyss, watching himself sink deeper and deeper.
This feeling is really terrible. Suppose you are running on the 100-meter track in school. It only takes fifteen seconds to run to the end at the speed of a normal adult. That means your speed is about 6.6 meters per second. . But when the runway is extended to a distance of seven meters per second, then you will never be able to finish the road.
Unless you can push your limits.
Fortunately, Gu Jianlin is a dual-core driver.
boom!
The floor tiles were broken by him, and his muscle strength exploded briefly!
Gu Jianlin stirred up the howling wind at a speed that exceeded the limit, countless talismans fluttered, and the wind chimes swayed silently.
He rushed out of the shrine at a speed that was impossible for the fifth level, and smoothly pulled out an ancient sword enshrined in front of the statue.
This shrine is really evil, or the corpse in the coffin is too weird. Cherry blossoms are falling in the antique courtyard, the petals are quietly rotting in the soil, and a pale hand pokes out of the soil!
No, not just one hand, but countless pale hands!
Logically speaking, the Red King should not have been fully resurrected, because he failed to reach the divine ruins on the second floor of Qilin Immortal Palace, but his body had already undergone changes. No wonder it was sealed by such a powerful barrier.
It was obvious that this hell house could no longer contain him.
If he can be resurrected successfully, then it will undoubtedly be the coming of a god to the world.
If the body breaks out of the coffin, it is likely that the devil is causing disaster.
Gu Jianlin thought to himself that if the teacher was such an evil thing after death, then he would not visit the grave.
The monsters that emerged from the ground were all covered in tattered corpse clothes, with strange spells wrapped around their bodies. They showed varying degrees of deformation. Some had dark scales on their cheeks, and curved claws had grown from the fingernails of some hands. Some have ferocious dragon tails and rugged bone spurs protruding from their backs.
There is no doubt that these are the researchers responsible for observing the corpses. Without exception, their hands have calluses caused by the friction of holding pens. There are also traces of wearing glasses all year round on their faces, and the hair on their heads is sparse.
In the process of studying the corpse, they were infected by the breath of the ancient gods, which caused the distortion.
Instead of killing these researchers, the Jiang family buried them under the cherry blossom tree.
As the king's bodyguard.
Now these monsters are summoned, crawling out from under the cherry blossom trees like zombies, surrounding the intruders like ghosts, like rocks submerged by the tide, spitting out flames and strong winds from their mouths, driving the roar of sand, dust and hail, and the elements The turbulence gathered together, suppressing the terrifying energy.
This concentrated energy can even distort space, causing instability in space and time.
The principle is probably similar to that of a curvature spacecraft.
This is the usual method used by heavenly masters to deal with ghost-slayers.
As expected of the Jiang family, even the researchers are elites.
Gu Jianlin drew his sword out of its sheath, and the clear cold light illuminated his strange and formidable blood-colored vertical pupils. The frozen realm of time and space spread silently, and the place he passed along the way seemed to be plunged into a quagmire-like silence, and the hustle and bustle of the world came to an abrupt end. .
In the silent realm, even such violent elemental turbulence became docile and tame. The fiery halo illuminated his face. He casually threw the scabbard in the courtyard and slashed it down with an expressionless expression!
Countless sword arcs overlapped and burst out in an instant, and the realm frozen in time and space collapsed.
Also annihilated was the fragmented time and space, and the turbulent flow of elements was swallowed up by the broken void.
Gu Jianlin rushed forward like a ghost, slashing out countless phantom-like flashing arcs of swords, like the flash of meteors streaking across the sky. Accompanied by the terrifying sound of flesh, flesh and bones being torn apart, the monsters were cut in half.
There was not even a splash of blood, the monsters' bodies were already empty.
A head flew high into the air, rolled down to his feet, and was crushed by his follower.
However, at this moment, he heard a strange noise.
Countless pairs of pale hands poked out from both sides of the tree-lined path, greeting him as if summoning spirits.
As if to say: "Hi!"
Gu Jianlin turned around and looked into the depths of the shrine. Countless wind chimes and talismans were also swaying.
It was like a dead person greeting him.
"It seems you don't want me to leave."
Gu Jianlin put the ancient sword across his shoulder, and brushed the sharp blade with his right hand. Thousands of violent arcs spread out, and a thousand birds screamed. This was the thunder of the gods!
He has no way to continue hiding, and the next step is to go on a killing spree!
"Oops, Qilin is trapped in the old house!"
Number 1 said in a deep voice on the communication channel: "The things in the old house are very important. We must find a way to help him break out. Otherwise, not only the precious information will be lost, but his identity may be exposed."
No. 3 finally put away his undisciplined expression and responded: "Jiang Chunyang should still be using the petals of the Nether Ying Lotus to lift the curse. He won't be able to do it for a while. With the old guy's character, he will definitely find a group of people to protect him. , because there are people from the Ether Association and students from the Blue King in Tokyo. We... have a chance!"
No. 5 said faintly: "I will try my best to help him find a way out, provided that he can escape from the old house. That thing is too terrifying, and none of us are sure."
After a second of silence.
Number 4 said in a decisive tone: "If he can't come out, I will take extreme measures to release the news here and use the power of order to directly attack the old house!"
No one can guarantee what will happen then.
The highest instruction the shadows received was to protect Qilin's safety at all costs.
At the critical moment, Gu Jianlin's true form gave them a shot in the arm.
"Don't worry, I can fight out."
The young man's indifferent voice sounded in the communication channel, and the sound of heavy rain sounded in the dead silence!
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In the official residence of Shinjuku Gyoen National Garden, a burly old man was wielding a sword vigorously. In front of him were ten ferocious skeletons. Judging from the size, it was obvious that they were not human beings, but deformed ancient gods.
Every time he slashed with a sword, the bones of an ancient god species were smashed to pieces by him.
The broken bone powder swayed away, giving off a disgusting smell.
It was clear that what he was wielding was an ancient sword, but it didn't have any sharp feeling. Instead, it had the momentum of a giant swinging an ax in ancient mythology. His movements were wide open and closed, and the majestic and majestic momentum spread out.
"Father, I'm back."
Jiang Chuge, who was wearing a white suit, walked up to him and lowered his head slightly to show respect: "I also brought Ziye back. It is not easy to snatch someone from the hands of the princess of the Ether Association."
The negotiations between the Ether Association and the Youying Group went smoothly because both parties had their own agendas. Therefore, in order to show their sincerity, they would certainly not openly quarrel with each other, but would definitely show some sincerity.
Of course, more importantly, Yue Ji and Thunder had a draw.
If the former loses, they will naturally not be able to retain people.
"I'm sorry, Father."
Jiang Ziye was able to get out of the wheelchair. He lowered his head and said, "I didn't expect that my opponent this time would be the prince of the Ether Association. This is my problem. I have embarrassed you."
He was an orphan, his parents died young.
The Jiang family adopted him under the name of the old man in front of them, and he was considered a stepson.
This old man is the oldest son of the Jiang family who is still alive.
He is also the heir to the future dark world.
Jiang Yanxu is obviously a magnanimous superior. Compared with his old father, he is taller and stronger. He is like a giant bear walking in the forest. The pressure he inadvertently reveals is shocking. Fear and fear can only be experienced on the battlefield, a murderous aura that can make people's hair stand on end.
This is the younger brother of the Red King. His talent many years ago was mediocre and nothing outstanding.
Since Dark World cooperated with Buzhou Shan, this elder Jiang family member has risen rapidly, suppressing many competitors with his strong strength and iron fist, and quickly established his dominance.
There was a snap.
Jiang Ziye was slapped.
Jiang Chuge looked at him expressionlessly: "That is the student of the King of Blue. No one will ask you to beat him. Rhine even regards him as an opponent. Of course he is not something you can deal with, and you are not worthy. But you do It's a failure. Your sin needs to be repaid with your value. Don't let it slip next time you act."
With a bang, the ancient knife split a ferocious skeleton into two.
"My father is relieving his curse. I want to guard Shinjuku Gyoen National Garden against the cold winter. In one hour, he used various methods to spy on me one hundred and thirty-seven times. It's really interesting."
Jiang Yanxu's voice was also strong and deep, like the roar of a tank, and he whispered: "In addition to the people you selected, there will be one more person on the list of the action team this time, the young master of the Si family."
He paused: "I don't like this person, so I will find a way to kill him. If possible, Yue Ji should also die in the Shenxu. Before Jiang Mingyan is promoted to the ninth level, I will find a way to get rid of her."
Jiang Chuge didn't express any opinion on this, as if everything was a matter of course.
Jiang Ziye still had a smiling expression, covering half of his red and swollen face and said: "The prince who provoked the Ether Association, I'm afraid he may not be able to survive without us taking action."
This is indeed true, and people all over the world are waiting to see the excitement.
Jiang Yanxu snorted coldly: "That guy is not simple. There are not many people who can escape from the old house alive. It seems that my father wants to use him, so he reached a cooperation with the Si family."
Of course he would kill anyone who could benefit his father.
After all, if his father is not dead, when will he come forward?
There is a lake in this official residence, and low footsteps can be heard on the wooden boardwalk.
It was a man in a gloomy black robe, and a chilling aura rushed towards his face, making people shudder.
"I have a visitor."
Jiang Yanxu said indifferently: "You go ahead, I have something to talk to the distinguished guests."
There is no doubt that these mysterious people in black robes can only be the pseudo-ancestors sent by the ancient gods to operate in the real world, and they are also from the ancient and violent Zhulong clan.
At this moment, a terrifying roar suddenly sounded in the silence.
That was the direction of the old house. The overlapping time and space were forcibly torn apart, and a golden rainstorm fell.
Jiang Chuge suddenly turned around with a shocked look on his face, and suddenly his sword flew up.
Jiang Ziye also looked shocked.
Because they all saw the majestic torrential rain pouring down.
Someone was standing in the majestic golden rainstorm, holding a knife wrapped with thunder. His breathing rhythm coincided with the rhythm of the world, as if he was swallowing heaven and earth, and he had a domineering look on the world.
Heavenly realm!
No, it’s not just the realm of celestial beings that’s shocking.
But that person's face!
There is no such stunningly beautiful face in the world!
"Miss?"
Jiang Yanxu lost his voice and spoke!
(End of chapter)
