A man wearing a scarlet bird mask stepped onto the snowy field. The illusive golden tree roots roared and grew. Crystal clear deep lotuses grew in the snow. Golden roots and dark vines were woven into the supreme throne. There was a chaotic mist in the wind and snow. It spreads out, and the heaven and earth are as silent as the beginning of the universe.
He was sitting on the throne of God, and the wind blew His moon-white robe, making a hunting sound.
Snowflakes fell on His palms and were gently crushed by Him.
The supreme god admired such a vast snow scene with an expression he had not seen for a long time.
It's like a long-awaited tourist revisiting his old place.
This scene is so sacred and noble. The ancient gods are hanging on the throne in the sky. The snowfields thousands of miles away shake violently. The vermilion flames burn the heaven and the earth, as if the door to the kingdom of God has been opened.
There is no overwhelming prestige.
There were no roars and roars that could reach heaven and earth.
There is no huge body that covers the sky and the sun as described in myths.
There was just a distant sense of awe.
The god is ordinary in stature, but he looks down on the entire world like a giant standing tall on the sky and on the earth.
"Venerable Suzaku, we meet again."
Huaiyin put his hands behind his back, but his toes gently lifted off the ground and floated into the sky: "Have you returned to your peak this time?"
He didn't like to look up, at anyone.
Jiang Yanli has already disappeared without a trace. It's not that he is really that cowardly, but that he puts the overall situation first. After all, today's division of labor is different. He really wants to see how strong the Ancient Supreme who has completed the third method is, but if he doesn't leave right away, he probably won't be able to leave.
Only the Ascendants of the Holy Domain level can feel that the thousands of miles of snowfield centered on Mount Kailash has been blocked, time and space have become completely rioting, and the turbulence of the dimensions is raging.
The moment Lord Suzaku arrived, he had already sealed off the snowfield.
To ensure that the people He wants to kill die here.
Lord Suzaku raised his eyes. His pupils were dancing with vermilion flames, reflecting the tiny human being who had transcended into the sky. He broke the silence: "After all... it's your turn today."
The god's voice was like the roar of an ancient bell, so cold and devoid of any emotion.
"Oh, back then you used the third method to usurp the Zhuzhao Sacred Tree, enslaved the teacher's will with your unified will, and indirectly planned the Ancient God Rebellion two hundred years ago, and wanted to get rid of our senior brothers. Unfortunately, you miscalculated Master’s wife’s ability was such that she was unable to kill our two brothers, and she also ruined so many chess pieces.”
Huaiyin smiled slightly: "I even asked my master's wife to lead people to invade the Fuso Shrine."
Across the distant wind and snow, there was a hint of emotion in the eyes of Lord Suzaku, and he nodded slightly: "That was the first time I fought against you. Unfortunately, you were already old by that time."
Something happened in the 1970s.
Taihua led the entire Order World and forcibly invaded the Fuso Shrine. After a year-long battle, he paid an extremely heavy price and barely expelled an ancient supreme being, the Reverend Suzaku.
This is the first time recorded in history that humans have counterattacked into the Ancient God Realm.
It was also the most tragic and glorious victory in history.
Most of Taihua's fame and notoriety came from that time.
"In that battle fifty years ago, you were exiled on purpose, right?"
Huaiyin smiled and said: "Because you can completely let the exiled body dissolve in the turbulence of time and space. As long as you leave even a drop of blood on the earth, you can be reborn in Nirvana. These years, you have always been in the human world. Complete the research on the third method, otherwise it is impossible to be faster than the two sages Zhulong and Qilin."
Venerable Suzaku held his chin in his hands and tapped the armrests of the throne with his slender fingers. The rhythm was soothing and beautiful: "Many powerful beings have been born in the human world over the past ten thousand years. The guardians of the world of order in the past are all very good, even if they are Tai Qingdu gives me a headache, especially Taihua...and you two annoying brothers."
This is the recognition from the ancient supreme being.
It is also the highest evaluation of the integrity of order.
"certainly."
Venerable Suzaku raised a finger and emphasized: "Except for your youngest junior brother."
Huaiyin sneered: "Platinum? I'm curious, why don't you assimilate him."
Lord Suzaku raised his hand, and the snow floated and changed in his palm.
"First, because Taihua stared at him too closely and was worried that his flaws would be exposed."
He mocked and said: "Secondly, although Bai Jin is a demigod, he has no talent in the practice of the supreme law. I think you should know very well that there are some low-level beings in the universe that even gods cannot save."
Huaiyin said suddenly: "So, even if you want to transform believers in the first place, you still need the target to have a certain degree of practice in the supreme law. As for the monastery's method of forcibly transforming believers through rituals, it cannot do anything to the Holy Land. Or the demigod's sublimation takes effect. Ha, if I had known this earlier, I could have killed a lot less people back then."
Lord Suzaku played with the snow ball in his hand and said casually: "Even if I couldn't kill you back then, I still had to split the world of order. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to complete the plan to defeat you one by one."
Huaiyin was silent for a moment and suddenly said: "The teacher once said when he was possessed by the devil, we are all turkeys in the farm, and everything in this world is carefully designed."
Lord Suzaku raised his eyes and glanced at him: "You are no longer a turkey if you realize this."
Huaiyin smiled and said, "I take it as a compliment."
"Of course it's a compliment."
Lord Suzaku gently crushed the snow ball in his hand and said indifferently: "If you weren't in the way, I wouldn't have been forced to be so restrained that the colorless jade... was lost."
This ancient Supreme has appeared four times in the real world.
The first time was on the Haitian Expressway in Fengcheng.
The second time was in Penglai Immortal Island on the first floor of Qilin Immortal Palace.
The third time was a sneak attack on the president on the first level of the Qilin Immortal Palace.
As for the fourth time, he was at the Shenxu on the second floor of Qilin Immortal Palace, trying to snatch the colorless jade.
"You have appeared so many times with only one purpose."
Huaiyin laughed and said, "It's a pity that I was never able to kill that student of mine."
An inexplicable smile appeared on the lips of Lord Suzaku, seeming to be mocking himself: "Perhaps this is the greatest tragedy of our clan. We can have a glimpse of the direction of destiny, but we can never control it."
This is a disguised recognition of His purpose.
Lord Suzaku has one and only one goal from beginning to end.
Gu Jianlin.
"Although our brothers and sisters are opposites, we can maintain the same basic resonance on certain things."
Huaiyin sighed: "Including Master's wife."
On that storm-shrouded highway, Gu Jianlin should have been killed directly by the Suzaku clan.
But because of Huaiyin's existence, the Suzaku clan had to retreat.
Later, Jiang Yanli's appearance also formed a potential protection for the boy.
If the Suzaku clan wants to take action, they must get past Qing and Chi.
Of course, even if Qing and Chi join forces, it is not safe, so Taihua appears.
As for the reason why the Order lineage went to such great lengths to save him, it’s the same reason why the Suzaku clan set up traps to kill him again and again. I don’t know your purpose, but I’m going to fight you. .
"Your Majesty."
Huaiyin asked with a half-smile, "Why are you so afraid of that student of mine?"
Venerable Suzaku did not answer this question and said indifferently: "Is there any point in delaying time?"
Huaiyin raised his eyebrows.
"Who can protect your senior brother after he dies?"
When Lord Suzaku raised his eyes, the wind and snow suddenly became violent.
Now that Suzaku has arrived in his strongest form, he will of course sweep away all obstacles.
The Blue King is bound to die, and the Red King is also doomed.
As long as Qing and Chi die, the human world will completely come to an end.
"There is indeed no one."
The smile on Huaiyin's lips was mysterious and profound: "But, are you really convinced of me?"
Lord Suzaku held his chin with his hand and gently shook off the snow water on his hand. He said in a confused voice: "If it is because of my sister's fight with you when she was very bored, you misjudged the power of the Supreme, then I will do it for you." She apologizes to you."
Obviously, the ancient supreme being could not understand the confidence of the old man in front of him.
"It can be seen that you also learned some humor in the human world."
Huaiyin suddenly stopped smiling and said expressionlessly: "But I'm not kidding. If you can really have a glimpse of the past and future, then you know that I had a chance to escape."
He said word by word: "But I didn't."
Lord Suzaku was silent for a moment, and his eyes seemed to become serious.
"Master's wife left a mystery before she died. Everyone knew that you were the one who attacked her, but why did she hide it from everyone? It took me a long time to figure this out. That's the one At that time, I decided that I must kill you here... risk everything I have." Huaiyin raised a finger.
The vast sky became dim, as if eternal night shrouded the desolate snowfield, like a ghost.
The curtain of darkness!
This is the ability of the ninth level Taiyi God.
A dark will-o'-the-wisp lit up in the old man's forehead, and his pupils suddenly became as deep as the abyss. The strange flame burned his flesh and blood, and he stood in the endless snowstorm like a ghost or a god.
His strange phenomenon of spontaneous combustion comes from another ability.
Spirit and I are one.
This is the ability of the eighth-level Donghuang.
Finally, there were the cries of billions of undead souls, and terrifying formations like purgatory spread across the snow. The tormented undead souls squirmed and crawled like a hundred ghosts at night, dripping with dark energy like magma.
This is the ability of the seventh-level Dongjun.
A green unicorn loomed in the darkness, its roar echoing throughout the sky and the earth.
Return to the primitive state and worship the true nature of the gods!
This is the power of the most powerful god in history, and the snowy field fell into the silence of the polar night.
Even Lord Suzaku was trapped in the endless dark energy. The mask of Suzaku was reflected in darkness. He felt such amazing pressure and commented indifferently: "It's very good, but it's a pity..."
Snapped.
A crisp snap of fingers.
Clusters of vermilion flames ignited in the darkness, and the eternal night-like world was burned into holes.
A faint roar sounded.
It was a dusty snowmobile. The woman in the driver's seat took off her sunglasses, her charming face twisted violently, as if a terrifying monster was roaring to break out of her body, and her delicate skin also appeared. It collapsed like melted steel, replaced by a ferocious skeleton and powerful wings.
He looked up to the sky and roared, as if his body was pregnant with scorching sun flames!
Huaiyin stared at the terrifying monster, as if he could smell the burning smell of sunlight.
That smell was familiar to him.
Fifty years ago in the Fuso Shrine, he had seen the glorious god with his own eyes.
The Suzaku clan, the ancestor of the Phoenix.
There was the sound of rustling footsteps in the red fire, and someone was coming through the wind and snow.
It was a man with flames flowing all over his body. The climber's clothes had been turned into ashes in the high temperature. He was clearly naked but almost transparent. Behind him was a red sun disk, entwined with a three-legged golden crow!
The Suzaku clan, the ancestor of the Golden Crow.
The pilgrim boy stepped forward wearing a worn-out monk's robe, leaving behind burning footprints. Along with the flames, the wasteland was ignited. The one-legged ancient crane fluttered its wings in the fire, setting off a scorching solar storm.
The Suzaku clan, the ancestor of Bi Fang.
The dark world was as bright as day, and the ancient corpses in black robes seemed to crawl out of the dead tombs, bathed in flames and reborn. Their faces were as perfect as jade, and as ferocious as monsters.
In the eternal night, they drink fire and sing loudly, and their numbers are as numerous as the sand on the sea.
"You are getting old, Qing."
Venerable Suzaku was condescending, his eyes regretful: "Why is this necessary?"
The darkness in front of him seems to be nothing in His eyes, and the majestic dark energy can be burned out at any time.
If He wants.
Seeing the flames of the Suzaku clan getting brighter and brighter, they almost burned away the darkness.
Huaiyin sighed, shook his head and said, "Sir, you should know who I am cooperating with, right?"
There was an extremely subtle change in the eyes of Lord Suzaku.
"The person who knows you best in this world is your brother, Lord Qilin."
Huaiyin was suspended in mid-air, looking around at the phantoms of monsters rising into the sky from all directions. The scorching flames reflected the darkness like a lava hell, and also illuminated his ghost-like back: "In the past year, the archaeological teams of the entire world have They are all wondering about one question...where have the Qilin clan in Qilin Immortal Palace gone?"
Venerable Suzaku's hand resting on the armrest of the throne paused, and he stepped on the void and stood up.
"Although I don't have the ability to command the Qilin clan, unfortunately I have a good student."
The will-o'-the-wisp in Huaiyin's eyes suddenly ignited, erratic: "So, are you ready?"
He stretched out his right hand filled with flames and raised it high into the air.
"--Come!"
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On the third floor of Qilin Immortal Palace, deep in the lonely mausoleum.
Gu Jianlin stood at the entrance of the pyramid-like mausoleum, overlooking the desolate and silent world. What was reflected in his eyes were endless coffins, which were hung by chains made of gold, as if they had been sealed for thousands of years.
He felt the vibration of Qilin's Wedge and temporarily gave up his absolute control.
"Go ahead."
He was silent for a moment and said softly.
Boom!
The Qilin Immortal Palace suddenly trembled, and the pitch-black Qilin Wedge penetrated the void and suddenly moved away!
