I will Bury the Gods Chapter 47: : Divine blood into the marrow

Renren Yun stood at the door, with his left eye open, his black Taoist robe was slightly drizzled and fluttered in the wind.

Blazing lightning tore through the night, illuminating the blood-stealing sword on his back.

He looked at the paper sliding door in front of him, and heard the slight voice of conversation in it, he was a little puzzled, thinking that this young couple lived in the same room on the first day, is it the end of the fire?

Without waiting to think about it, the wooden grid trembled slightly, a killing intent cut through the water like a blade, and came cleanly from between the cracks in the door!

He wanted to draw his sword, but the two swords pierced through the wooden door first, turned into white snow light, drew a stunning arc, and approached his cheeks.

Renren Yun's expression changed slightly, he was forced to stop drawing the sword, and with a swing of his sleeve, true energy poured into the sleeve, and the sleeve was blown up, like an eagle showing its wingspan!

Sleeves were covering the two of them, and there seemed to be someone beating a drum in the sleeves. A majestic spirit came out and collided with the sword energy. The killing intent on the two swords.

The sword ended and the wooden door shattered.

Two black figures separated one from the left and the other from the right. They stabbed in the air with almost identical swordsmanship, and the killing intent scattered by those sleeves once again condensed on the tip of the sword, turning into two white awns, Baimang approached Master Yun, and turned to shine brightly.

Renren Yun's movement of drawing his sword was interrupted again.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly swung his sleeves. The movement looked extremely slow, but it dragged out a long afterimage, unbiased, and the two swords were firmly placed on the top.

His pale and thin arms protruded from the sleeves, but his hands were as steel as iron. With one hand, he held the tip of the sword with his thumb, and with the other hand, he clamped the edge of the sword with two fingers, completely motionless.

The true energy was consumed violently between the three of them, making a hissing sound like the tail of a poisonous snake.

Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe clenched their teeth and pressed down with all their strength.

The wooden plank under his feet cracked, and Master Yun slipped under the pressure of the two people. He wanted to stop at the edge of the railing, but he couldn't.

The two swords chased after them.

The swords were about to meet, but outside the wooden building, the figure of Master Yun disappeared like a ghost, and he appeared on the long street downstairs the next moment.

Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe also jumped off the tall building and onto the street, standing on either side of Master Yun.

Renren Yun looked indifferently at the blood oozing from his fingers, and gently shook them away.

The wound healed quickly and was as good as ever.

Their confrontation was only a moment ago, but Master Yun knew the danger, even in Yuan Chi Realm, he might be beheaded by these two people on the spot.

But he is a fairy.

See the fairy in the realm of the gods.

"Do you know I'm coming?" Yun Zhenren asked.

Before coming to this wooden building, Master Yun first went to the third lady, who was crazy and stupid, not like a human being. He went to the second son's place again, and the second son was submissive, like a running dog. He had murderous intentions towards both of them, hesitated for a long time, but finally gave up.

The guardian **** is worthy of being a god. In the past three hundred years, the blood of the Wu family has not been revealed. It was not until the young masters and ladies of this generation finally showed the essence of the container, even if it is the third young lady and the second young master. The blood displayed on them is also precious, but it's a pity that they indulge in pleasure and only think that one day they will obtain supreme power out of thin air, which has led to mediocre cultivation so far.

But this kind of power has nothing to do with them, it is a gift of blood... It is like an innate artifact.

Artifacts can be taken away.

Snatching blood is unthinkable in the ears of many ascetics, but the blood demon in his sword can do it.

He only needs to kill one person and drain his blood to obtain the inheritance of the gods.

He has waited too long for this day.

Renren Yun has been guarding the shore of this great lake for a hundred years. Logically speaking, he should make the most appropriate and least accident-prone choice.

Besides, he had already decided that it was the Second Young Master or the Third Young Lady that he wanted to kill.

But for some reason, he has always been upset recently. When he closed his eyes, he felt that there was a little ghost scratching his heart. Gan Xin kept swallowing his anger and asked him if he still had the pride and dignity of an immortal...

He also felt more and more that stabbing the sword stolen from Yunkong Mountain into the bodies of the third lady and the second son was tantamount to slaughtering pigs and dogs with a fairy sword.

This is a humiliation to this sword, and it is also a humiliation to him!

He is a fairy, and he thought that his heart had long been turbulent, but when things came to an end, he found that he still had a pride that he couldn't let go of. This kind of pride was stupid in his eyes, but he couldn't get rid of it.

'Is it coincident with the outbreak of the demon...'

This is the only explanation Yun Zhenren can think of.

In the end, he chose to kill Wu Youhe.

It seems that only by killing Wu Youhe can he pick up his lost dignity and give a satisfactory explanation for his hundred years of patience.

Renren Yun never thought that this would be a simple assassination. On the contrary, even if his realm was enough to crush them, he still had fear of the White Phoenix blood in the girl's body.

Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe did not disappoint him either.

In the three rounds of confrontation just now, he was once forced to be unable to draw his sword.

Renren Yun sighed, with tiredness and regret in his sigh, killing the Second Young Master should have been foolproof... Regret flashed by, since he chose to take action, he would never take another half step back.

On the long street, Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe stood on both sides, forming a pincer attack from left to right.

They are dressed in black, with long hair fluttering, like a couple made in heaven.

Renren Yun did not look at them. He looked at the emptiness of the night and muttered to himself: "Do you know what a fairy is?"

This is his own question and answer.

His left eye burned with sacred golden light, the golden light was spotless, and as it lit up, the shadow of an ancient general in broken armor appeared behind him, covering his black clothes. This is the divine soul he pulled from the sky. At this moment, this ancient soul that survived until now has become his armor!

Renren Yun didn't do anything to hide, and directly opened the Immortal Realm.

Lin Shouxi's expression was extremely serious. He expected that he would have a fight with him sooner or later, but he never expected it to happen so quickly and so abruptly this night!

He stared at the man in golden armor, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Person A's first impression is only one word - stability.

This sense of stability is like a general standing in the tent, and a king sitting in the palace. The golden light is pure without any impurities, as if flowing golden amber, reflecting the sacred texture of the figure of Master Yun.

The black pill in Lin Shouxi's body reversed at full speed, and the true energy pierced through the spiritual veins, filling his whole body. Holding the sword in both hands, he began to run wildly, crushing the green bricks under his feet with every step!

After a few steps, Lin Shouxi suddenly jumped up, and the crisp arc of the sword lit up in the dark night, smashing towards the long street!

"A fairy is one person and one mountain. This mountain is a god. People rely on the mountain and the peak, and they are as stable as a mountain. How can the light on the sword of a mortal shake the real mountain in the world?"

Renren Yun said softly, as if groaning, Lin Shouxi slashed with a sword, majestic, but he didn't even look at it, he just raised his right palm and pushed it out with ease.

When the sharp sword light met his palm, it turned into radiant spots of light, falling lonely, and Master Yun bent and sent his arms. He pulled it with great force and slammed it back onto the street.

Lin Shouxi managed to touch the ground with both feet, but was pushed and slipped continuously, the stone slab under his feet was shattered, and two deep ravines were plowed out.

He was almost at the end of the street when he stopped.

One hit and one blow.

Lin Shouxi is roughly in the Xuanzi Realm now, and is separated from Master Yun by three realms. The gap between these three realms cannot be bridged at all!

Xiaohe also stepped forward and swung his sword, slashing out a stunning sword light, trying to split the golden body out of cracks, but Yun Zhenren also shook his head, and it was still an understatement with a palm from the air. It was smashed, and this distance pushed forward, knocking Xiaohe's petite figure into the air and crashing into a wall.

The wall shattered and piled up on the girl like a tomb.

It is still vulnerable.

Renren Yun looked in the direction of the broken wall, raised his hand, and was about to draw his sword. Behind him, the sound of the sword sounded again. It was Lin Shouxi's second sword. Like a broken silver bottle, there is actually some kind of aura that has been handed down from ancient times to the present.

On weekdays, Master Yun would deal with him for a while like a cat playing with a mouse, but tomorrow is the opening day of the God Ceremony, and he doesn't want to make any mistakes, so he chooses to use the thunder method with absolute realm advantage to directly kill their All cards were forced out.

Lin Shouxi's sword almost hit him.

"If you only have this means, then you will be a couple of fate."

Renren Yun sticks out his sleeves, and what seems to be Sanshou, this Sanshou is like catching a bird in the clouds, ethereal and mysterious, but he grabs the tip of the sword that is stabbing fast, and he pushes out **** , press down slowly.

The true energy exploded between the two of them. This time, Lin Shouxi couldn't stop his figure anymore, and flew back all the way, flying directly across the end of the long street, smashing through a courtyard wall, and crashing into a small building.

This is the difference between immortals and mortals.

The strength gap between them is too huge...

Renren Yun felt dull.

I recalled Lin Shouxi's previous sword, trying to chew out a little lingering rhyme from it, but he couldn't find much lingering rhyme, but he noticed a detail - the red rope in Lin Shouxi's hand that looked like a token of love was missing.

Xiaohe has two red ropes, one is tied to her wrist, and the other is given to Lin Shouxi.

The night she killed the eldest son, she untied her rope.

Red rope...

Renren Yun looked in Xiaohe's direction while thinking about it.

He frowned.

The fragments of the wall where Wu Youhe was buried like a small grave fell flat, which meant that the people buried below had quietly disappeared.

"Can it disappear under my nose?"

Renren Yun's interest was rekindled, his golden pupils slowly scanned the street, but he couldn't find Xiaohe.

He was vigilant and raised his head in a strange way.

There is a round moon in the sky.

It's raining tonight, how can there be such a bright and full moon?

That's not a moon at all, it's a sword falling from the sky, its aura is like a column.

Boom!

Smoke rises.

The other half of the long street is broken at this moment, and the walls on both sides are also incomplete.

Renren Yun took a few steps back, where he stopped earlier, golden shavings were flying, which were the souls of some gods who had been chopped into pieces.

It seems that someone struck an ancient clock in the night sky.

An ancient chant resounded in the building, spreading like ripples in the dark night, as if an invisible life was sending out a deep chant in the void.

The girl stands in the center, with her toes hanging down to the ground, but there is a gap with the ground.

She is dangling.

Human demon cultivators can become demons.

The white phoenix is ​​a god, and she can be deified if she is fused with the blood of the white phoenix!

The girl in black opened her pale eyes, and her slender neck was shockingly white. Her molten silver hair fluttered in the darkness, like a white lightning bolt. The killing intent all over his body was also hidden in the red light of the ancient sword in his hand.

This is the first time she has unlocked the second seal, and her petite and graceful body is trembling in the blood of the gods.

She seems to come from a myth!

…

"White Phoenix marrow blood..."

Renren Yun sighed, and the sigh echoed in the night: "The thing that the old Patriarch has spent decades trying to achieve, has been easily taken into your pocket by you, and your life is unpredictable."

"Easy?"

The corners of Xiaohe's lips curled up indifferently.

The understatement of Yun Zhen's mouth is the pain accumulated in ten years for her. The night when she drank marrow blood, every bone seemed to be knocked open, which she will never forget Even thinking about it now, her body still couldn't help shaking.

She breathed gently, feeling the violent and terrifying blood flowing.

It is a hidden devil, giving her strength, but she also knows that as long as her spirit is slightly deviated, she will fall into madness, and instead become the nourishment of marrow and blood.

The girl's toes touched the ground, and the red-bladed sword in her hand waved lightly, slashing at the void a few times at will, as if testing whether the weapon was right or not.

Stimulating the power of marrow blood is an act of overdrawing her body, and she can't last too long, so she must make a quick decision.

The girl's white pupils were burning with flames without temperature. She swung the sword, and the tip of the sword drew dazzling lines in the night, like a dancer the size of a firefly dancing in the air.

The rain has stopped falling into this street.

When Lin Shouxi walked out of the broken building and broken wall, the whole street was heating up. The stone slabs on the ground were scorching hot, the falling rain was hissing away, and the mist rose again. In the mist, Yun Zhenren stood in the middle, as stable as Mount Tai, while Xiao He moved at a high speed, his figure was too fast to be seen clearly!

The marrow blood filled Xiao He's whole body, just like those practitioners who became demons after drinking the turbidity, Xiao He's body has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Her breathing skills and sword skills have changed into different appearances, and many movements are simply not possible for human bones!

This is apotheosis!

Renren Yun is an immortal, but Xiaohe... the gods have never been clearly divided into three levels: Yinsheng, Taigu, and Minggu.

This is the third volume of mythology in the volume of supernatural beings. The gods recorded in the volume of hidden life are hidden life-level, and the gods recorded in the volume of immemorial are ancient-level, and Minggu... It is said that in that volume There are only two gods recorded, one is the Pale King, and the other doesn't even have a name, only code-named—Origin.

White Phoenix is ​​recorded in the volume of the ancient times, but the details are unclear.

When Xiaohe untied the last seal, the ancient **** woke up like a thousand years ago, roaring and roaring in her body, giving her the strength to counter Daoist Yun, and at the same time trying to dismantle the body that contained her. For yourself!

The fight between Master Yun and Wu Youhe shook the entire Wu family, many people wanted to open the windows to see what was happening outside, but the wind from their fight closed the windows one by one!

Renren Yun is a Buddha pressing down on the ground, shining golden light and indestructible.

Xiaohe is a bird that preys on the sky. The long sword in her hand turns from red to white. Without any mercy on her true energy, she cuts out a pair of majestic white rainbows and smashes them at Master Yun!

The golden-armored soul was shrouded in white light, and it was depressed several times.

Renren Yun looked indifferently at the stunning girl who was flying with a sword. He knew that the power provided by marrow blood was temporary. No matter how powerful she was, she was only fourteen years old. He is a human being, but it is still far behind his solid foundation of a hundred years of penance.

It's a pity he can't make a sound.

Blocking the sound is equivalent to blocking the casting of most spells, which greatly reduces his strength, and he can only fight her to the death with a sword.

His golden body has been cut several times, but the golden light in his left pupil has not weakened in the slightest. He uses his fingers as a sword, and stabs at the void, and the sword energy is generated from his fingers, and it is tens of feet in and out, without fancy, Only to collide with Xiaohe's sword energy in the air.

Xiaohe's sword light was repulsed several times, scattered and scattered, condensed and condensed again!

Renren Yun has not been so happy for a long time. The bad emotions that were squeezed in his heart these days gradually dissipated. The more he fought, the more hearty he felt, and the regret and exhaustion disappeared.

But he can't really fight the enemy wholeheartedly.

Because there is an annoying fly in the dark.

In the darkness somewhere on the long street, a crossbow shot towards his position.

The archer is Lin Shouxi.

After walking out of the ruins, he immediately dug into the arsenal of the Wu family, and brought out a huge crossbow. The golden light is shining, and the shadow that is as motionless as a mountain.

The crossbow arrows shot fiercely, pierced the air, made a piercing howling sound, and arrived in front of Master Yun in an instant.

Renren Yun's feet are rooted in the ground, and he wanted to use his defensive posture to completely disperse Wu Youhe's sword energy one after another, so he didn't even hide Lin Shouxi's crossbow arrows, and he was distracted and resisted, expecting that it would not be able to break through his own defense.

What's more, even though he was holding his guard securely at this moment, he was also suppressed by Wu Youhe condescendingly, and was temporarily fixed in place, unable to get away.

The pitch-black iron arrows pressed across the long street, hitting the golden **** who saw God one by one. But the arrows seemed to be endless, one after another, making a sharp whistling sound that tore the eardrum.

Renren Yun couldn't bear it anymore, he raised one sleeve, and with a surge of anger, the iron arrow that fell on the ground suddenly floated up and was rolled together by his sleeve.

Swing sleeves~IndoMTL.com~ The arrows were all reflected, followed by a huge roar.

Lin Shouxi dodged in time, the position he had stood before was precisely filled with dozens of iron arrows, buzzing, and the giant crossbow was also destroyed, turning into iron **** and sawdust that crumbled to the ground.

Lin Shouxi's expression remained unchanged. He looked at the ruins of the street and took out an even bigger crossbow from the arsenal.

Before the iron arrow could be shot, a coldness surged behind him!

Lin Shouxi turned around and swung his sword at the first moment, and there was a clashing sound, his figure was knocked back, and the flashing sword flame instantly revealed the appearance of the comer.

It was a short black figure with a hunched back, wearing rag-like clothes, and dragging a simple and dull sword, but his eyes were full of light, like a land goblin full of evil.

Vice President Sun!

"Your opponent is me."

Vice President Sun held a sword in one hand and a back in the other, and said indifferently.