I will Bury the Gods Chapter 50: : Fate cannot be violated

The fairy in white clothes stands on the tall building, the snow shadow is slender and graceful, and the rain does not touch the clothes.

Her face is covered with a layer of tulle, graceful and cold, her black silk is combed into a simple and elegant bun, and she is fixed behind her head with a light golden jade-encrusted corolla, exuding nobility, and her long black hair Hanging on the back of the show, the center of the hair is tied with a red and white hair rope, and a neat bow is tied. The two ends of the tie hang down with the long hair, perpendicular to the waist and hips.

Like the moonlight covering the golden carvings, elegance and nobility portrayed her glamorous face, and those cold fairy eyes reflected the Wu family in the heavy rain, as deep as the sea of ​​stars.

"There are tall buildings in such a place?"

The fairy in white whispered to herself.

She came from a noble family and was born in the destiny of the Chu Kingdom. Riding a white deer into Yunkong Mountain, lost in the peach forest, a woman in white clothes appeared, holding the deer with one hand, and her with the other, and walked up the mountain surrounded by clouds and mist.

This woman in white clothes is her later master. She became the third disciple of Xianlou, making countless people envious.

But for some reason, the master who took her to the mountain doesn't seem to like her very much, and has always been indifferent to her all these years.

She felt that she was not good enough.

Eldest brother and second senior sister each founded a sect, had their own sects, and seldom returned to the building. Now the fairy building is taken care of by her and Bai Zhu, but in fact she is the only one who takes care of the fairy building and Bai Zhu...

It is no small result that the lamp of the real immortal life goes out. She was worried, so she went down the fairy tower of Yunkong Mountain and set foot on this filthy and boundless land. There are countless monsters and monsters, and they finally found this place after crossing mountains and lakes.

The dazed worry flashed across her eyes, and the heavy rain became clear again.

The ascetics in the sacred mountain generally don't go outside the city walls without authorization. Only casual cultivators like to take risks and seek opportunities. If it weren't for the real immortal's remnant soul showing the direction on the astrolabe, she would definitely not be able to find it here. After all, this place It's just a small family by the lake. There are at least thousands of lakes of this size in the world.

But when she got close to here and saw the evaporated lake, she realized that the matter was not simple - what kind of force evaporated the entire lake?

With doubts, she found the center of the lake filled with white mist, but the center of the lake was extremely clear. The gate of the courtyard was closed tightly, and she tried many methods but could not enter.

Is this the resting place of an ancient god?

The fairy made a rough guess.

The history of ancient times is too long and long, even in the book of supernatural life written by Shengjun, there are many missing gods that have not been recorded. She doesn't know who is sleeping in the reflection, but from this Judging by Yihu's supernatural powers, it was definitely a monster.

I hope it's not some evil god...

She left from the center of the lake and came to this ancient family where the birds were flying around.

There has just been a fierce battle here, the street in the middle was torn to pieces, all the courtyard walls on both sides collapsed, and the nearby attics were either destroyed or crumbling.

She stared at it for a while, the breath of the dragon corpse, the evil spirit of evil spirits, some nameless, vaguely familiar breaths...they were mixed in the rain, secretly indicating something.

There are too many secrets in this world, and she doesn't think these are so novel.

She just came to cut off the cause and effect for the teacher.

Thunder and lightning criss-crossed in the sky, repeatedly, as if to light up the ruined pavilion, so that people could see the tragedy clearly.

She stopped watching.

The fairy closed her eyes.

The rain lingers on the sleeves like clouds, the graceful figure and the sword behind the waist form a straight cross.

The slender hand put on the hilt of the sword, held it gently, and pulled it horizontally. The famous sword was pulled out from the sheath, and the blade was like a pool of clear water, as if it would merge with the rain all over the sky at any moment.

She jumped from a tall building.

…

Lin Shouxi hugged Xiaohe and hid behind the tree.

He didn't know who the visitor was, let alone whether she was an enemy or a friend, and what purpose she had, but there was a hint of danger in their hearts.

Xiao He lay softly in his arms, her snow hair and clothes were soaked, Bai Huang's frenzied marrow had been suppressed, but the injuries on her body would not heal for a while.

"Escape."

Just like the dragon corpse appeared from the cliff and mist that day, Xiao He struggled to utter this word.

The one who comes is the enemy.

Lin Shouxi believed in her judgment.

He leaned his back against the tree, silently retracted Zhan Gong into the sheath, put his arm around Xiao He's shoulders, picked up her knees with the other, hugged the girl in his arms, suppressed the killing intent and breath, and quickly disappeared into the night.

Not long after he left, the fairy on the tall building set his eyes on this place.

Her white dress was ethereal, but she moved fast, like a flash of thunder when she jumped down, and she appeared behind the broken tree in the blink of an eye.

She looked down at the ground and frowned.

Just now, she clearly saw a corpse here, but the corpse had disappeared, leaving only a rotten eyeball wriggling in the rain.

There is a fire on the sword.

She was going to kill this evil eyeball completely, but the sword was lit up, as if reminding her of something.

A strange color flashed in the fairy's indifferent eyes.

"Xian Tong?"

She remembered a past event that Master had told her - a hundred years ago, there was a disciple who was talented and good-natured to worship at the mountain gate, but because he worshiped the evil **** when he was young, everyone in the mountain gate Alienated and excluded him, an uncle asked him to go to a mountain to face the wall for ten years to meditate in order to test his character.

The ten years of meditation made the disciple disheartened. He stole the secret book and defected from the mountain gate.

Uncle Master went to arrest him, but he also felt guilty and felt that he was also responsible for this matter, so he let him stab himself three swords and let him go.

But afterwards, that disciple was not only ungrateful, but held a grudge. He cheated a junior brother into trusting him and stole a treasure in the treasure pavilion. That junior brother was expelled from the mountain gate because of this, and his whereabouts are unknown.

The theft of an item in the treasure house is not a major event, but because of this matter, the uncle directly missed the opportunity to become the owner of a generation of immortal buildings and sit in the sea of ​​clouds for a hundred years, so this matter has been circulated for a long time, which is a warning.

There is no coincidence without a book.

The thing that fell on the ground and squirmed, seemed to be the treasure that was stolen back then—Xian Tong.

I didn't expect to see the treasure of the mountain gate by accident during this trip.

It is said that this is a precious hidden pupil, which can penetrate into the secrets of the human heart, and it is more effective than any means of torture.

It's a pity that this celestial pupil has been disintegrated, becoming countless densely packed small meat balls, and then rotted quickly, losing its spirituality.

Is the corpse lying here just now the disciple of the former mountain gate?

After a hundred years of cultivating the Tao, his level of cultivation is definitely not low. It stands to reason that he has already cultivated to be an immortal in the realm of seeing the gods... Can someone here kill an immortal?

She knew she had to be more careful.

The woman raised her head and looked behind the broken wood.

The thread of cause and effect is there, she wants to cut off the end of the thread!

Somewhere, she suddenly felt that this might be the opportunity for her to become enlightened.

The fairy lightly jumped into the heavy rain and chased along the road.

…

Under a dilapidated building, Wang Erguan was packing up his belongings and preparing to escape.

A creepy voice sounded behind him.

"Save... me..."

Wang Erguan turned his head, opened his mouth wide, and screamed out in fright.

I saw a person lying on his stomach under a broken wall. The person was wearing black clothes. The body under the clothes had been sucked dry of flesh and blood, leaving only skin and bones.

There was something invisible lifting him, barely supporting his body, the mummy-like man in black raised his head, revealing a skull-like face, the left eye of that face was dripping with blood, while the right eye was dark. It was simply a vague, dark blood hole.

He opened his dry and cracked lips, exhaled cold air, looked forward with almost blind eyes, and said again:

"Save...save me..."

Wang Erguan Heitian saw a ghost, he was already terrified, he watched the ghost thing crawl towards him, he was stunned for a long time, and suddenly exclaimed: "Yun... Master Yun?"

The mummy-like man nodded with difficulty.

It's really Yun Renren...

Wang Erguan knew that Master Yun and Xiaohe were fighting, but...how could the Immortal Master Yun, who is usually a fairy, become like this?

When he was watching upstairs earlier, didn't Master Yun still have the upper hand?

What's going on...

Renren Yun did not expect that he would survive.

At the last moment, he released his inner demons, faked the illusion that they were biting him, and then used the inner demons to move him away, and fled quickly...Of course, all this is due to the sudden appearance of the mysterious Fairy, if she hadn't attracted attention, with Lin Shouxi's character, he would have stabbed hundreds of swords on the corpse, stabbing him into a human hornet's nest that couldn't die anymore.

"Help me!"

Renren Yun reluctantly stood up, facing Wang Erguan, his voice was hoarse like a crow that hadn't drunk water for a hundred days.

Wang Erguan has a deep fear of Master Yun, he knows that the skinny immortal is bigger than him.

Having been accustomed to obeying Yun Zhenren's words, after hesitating, he resisted the desire to vomit and helped him up, and carried him to the broken building behind him.

Entering the building, Master Yun didn't speak any more, he closed his lips, as if he was adjusting his breath to heal his wounds.

Wang Erguan sat on the floor of the broken building, looking at the ruins outside, listening to the noise of the rain, his heartbeat never slowed down.

He was about to take advantage of the chaos and flee, but he still got involved in this kind of thing.

Is this fate's arrangement... Damn fate...

He was irritable and couldn't help but think of many family past events.

The Wang family is a well-known family in Wangye City. They started their family by selling magic swords and elixirs. Later, when the family grew, the old patriarch got carried away with pride and did many evil things. Write a king character to show your identity. As a result, in an underground casino, he accidentally provoked an ugly, beggar-looking man.

The beggar was actually an expert cultivator in the muddy gold realm, and the entire Wang family was almost wiped out by his cultivation.

Many people have mentioned this matter since then.

At that time, the old Patriarch was picked up by the Sanxiu who was in the muddy gold realm. Sanxiu stared at him with incomparably contemptuous eyes, dipped in his own saliva, and wiped off the strokes of the word "King" on the old Patriarch's forehead , say:

"Today, if I break your foot, you will change your surname to Qian. If I break your hand, you will change your surname to Gong. If I break your head, you will change your surname to Tu..."

Mountain cultivators are unrestrained, they kill and flee, hiding in deep mountains and old forests, even the evil division can't do anything about it.

In the end, the old Patriarch kept begging for mercy, and barely exchanged his life with the money and pills he had accumulated over the years.

In order to remember this humiliation, he made all the children who could not practice in the future have to have the stroke of "king" in their names. For example, his father's name should have "work".

Wang Ji who died on a rainy night in Guting was his elder brother. Wang Ji was born with the ability to cultivate, which made him jealous for a long time. He was so jealous that his brother died that night. She cried like that for half the night, but her mind was full of images of her brother showing off her name back then.

"December is a year, and March is a season. I am the third child, so I am called Wang Ji. My name is both ordinary and unusual. My father thought about it for several days before choosing it."

"Hahahaha... My name is Wang Ji, not Wang San, Wang Erguan, hehe, Erguan, those who don't know think you are my brother."

"A trash who can't practice for a lifetime..."

"Trash."

Wang Erguan...a trash who can't practice for a lifetime...

"Bah!"

Wang Erguan hated it from his heart, he spat, looked at the torrential rain outside, and clenched his fists.

At the same time, he felt happy that his brother died because he was not a virgin, and he knew that his brother had never even had **** with a woman... His brother had a habit of cutting off his sleeves.

And he is still alive and well. Not only can he cultivate, but his realm is not low. The muddy gold realm that made the Wang family unattainable in the past will also be in his pocket in the future!

He won't learn from Lin Shouxi's hidden clumsiness, he not only doesn't hide, but also flaunts it as much as possible!

He wants to go back to the Wang family and make those who looked down on him kneel and kowtow! To become a real big shot in Wangye City... Wang Erguan thought so, his fat face turned hideous.

Then, intentionally or not, he looked at Master Yun.

Wang Erguan never thought that Master Yun would be so downcast.

But the immortal is an immortal after all, and the things that ordinary people have died eight or nine hundred times have fallen on him, and there is still a chance to make a comeback.

I, Master Yu Yun, had the grace of saving my life. After this matter is over, he will definitely repay me... Wang Erguan thought so.

Suddenly, a strange picture flooded into my mind.

It was Vice President Sun standing in front of Daoist Yun, imitating the teacher and saying "You can't escape, I'll wait for you in the nether world"... He suddenly realized that the second prediction of the teacher had been fulfilled Oh, Xiaohe is the white-haired female ghost, the source of the troubles for the witch family!

So, what about the first prophecy?

The cold wind poured into the broken building, howling in the cracks, Wang Erguan was terrified!

He stared at Master Yun, and the scene in his mind could not be lingered no matter what.

I'm waiting for you in Nether...I'm waiting for you in Nether...I'm waiting for you in Nether! !

Vice President Sun's face was distorted and deformed in memory, but the words became more and more stern and sharp. It seemed to be an order, an instruction, telling him what he should do in the dark!

Wang Erguan straightened his back involuntarily.

Renren Yun slightly sensed something strange, opened his **** left pupil and glanced at him.

Wang Erguan stood up and said, "Really, I'll pour water for you."

Renren Yun didn't say anything and continued to recuperate.

Wang Erguan poured a glass of water and came over.

Renren Yun raised his hand tremblingly, and took the water glass. He looked at Wang Erguan's white and fat hand, and suddenly felt something was wrong...

"Where's your ring?" Master Yun remembered that Wang Erguan was wearing a firearm-like ring.

Wang Erguan did not answer.

Renren Yun felt a little weird, he raised his head, but saw Wang Erguan bared his teeth, with a ring in his teeth.

At the same time that Master Yun raised his head, Wang Erguan poured the water in the cup onto his face, and the ring hidden in his mouth was destroyed by his true energy, and he shot a long flaming arrow, which precisely hit the only remaining part of Master Yun. left eye.

The screams resounded through the broken building.

"How dare you..."

Without waiting for Master Yun's reprimand, Wang Erguan has mustered up the courage to swing his fist away, directly hitting Master Yun in the face!

Really Yun, who was seriously injured and on the verge of death, blocked the first two punches, but it was of no avail. Wang Erguan had made up his mind. He concentrated all his true energy on the huge fist, and punched one after another, The momentum is heavy.

In a trance, Yun Zhenren saw a cyan little ghost that he had never seen before, and the little ghost smiled at him.

Curse... It's a curse!

Until this moment, Master Yun realized belatedly—an evil spirit had cursed him.

He once told Lin Shouxi that the infestation of evil spirits on people is invisible, but he did not expect that he would also be tricked.

This is a kind of curse of death, hidden in the inner demon, it is not easy to detect, and it has no real power, but it subtly guides Master Yun to make the most dangerous choice step by step.

It was too late to repent, Wang Erguan swung his fist without knowing the pain, and the face of Master Yun was completely deformed and rotten, the nose collapsed, the flesh was sunken, the bones were broken, and the left eye protruded from the pupil and rolled down, The screams became weaker and weaker, and when the last punch went, it went straight through his face and hit the wall!

Wang Erguan panted heavily.

Renren Yun couldn't die anymore.

He personally sent Master Yun the last ride...

He killed the immortal with his own hands!

As if his heart had been broken, Wang Erguan laughed happily, laughing like crazy.

There are many beautiful sayings about the death of the immortal, but he is obviously not one of them. The purpose of cultivating immortals is to fight against the world and fate, but he still failed to escape the established fate... the mountain that belonged to him collapsed, He changed from a fairy to a human, a dead person, a worthless person~IndoMTL.com~ Yun Zhenren's broken arm hangs down weakly, the blood on the remaining body is dripping dry, and the black Taoist robe looks like a shroud .

Wang Erguan stared at his **** hands for a long time, he felt sour and wanted to go out and wash off the blood on his hands.

In the sound of rain, footsteps suddenly sounded.

"Who?!"

Wang Erguan was so emotional at the moment that he almost shouted out his words.

A figure stood at the door, against the light, it was pitch black.

Wang Erguan sat on the ground, squinted his eyes for a while, and finally recognized it.

"Why are you here... Come on, I killed Master Yun! I killed him... We don't have to worry about death anymore... Wait! What are you doing?!"

In the broken building, there was a dull sound like a heavy object falling to the ground, and then the ring rolled down, making a crisp sound.