I will Bury the Gods Chapter 107: : A match made in heaven

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After the rats transformed into dragons, they became violent and violent. They rushed forward and bit Zhong Wushi's body.

Dragon and evil spirits have been mortal enemies since ancient times. The alienated mouse also got part of the power of the dragon, and bit off the body of the demon **** with its front teeth. The rats infected with the serum also began to scream and convulse, their bodies shrank, their bones dissolved, and they died miserably.

This situation is beyond everyone's expectations!

"What's going on? The mouse has gone crazy?" Sanhua cat was startled, and began to doubt the rationality of the fact that cats are natural enemies of mice.

"They came out of the ground. Could it be that these mice were infected by the Cangbi King?" Mu Shijing made a guess.

"Probably not, we lived in it for two days, how could we not notice it at all?" Lin Shouxi shook his head.

"It can't be that the mouse is afraid of being arrested by the deity, so it keeps up with the evolution of the deity?" Sanhuamao boldly guessed.

"Impossible."

Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing said in unison.

In any case, these rats who used to crawl around in the dark corners have now become their help, blocking the former time and space demon gods in the fairy village.

Zhong Wushi screamed, his wriggling tentacles swung like an elephant's trunk, desperately throwing these four-legged beasts away, crushing bones and crushing them into meat.

By the time he wiped out these rats, Lin Shouxi and others had already boarded the city wall at the entrance.

Zhong Wushi has lived on mortals for too long, and he has also been contaminated by mortals' desires, sorrows and joys. It is becoming more and more difficult for him to control his emotions. The constant scars on his body made by ants and vicious animals make him more irritable and irritable. .

He didn't think too much about it, and he didn't bother to recover from his injury, so he directly used his full strength and chased outside the city.

Zhong Wushi is tired of the cat-and-mouse game, he wants to kill these disobedient people, and then become a dragon, a brand-new king of blue green walking on the earth!

The distance is shortening rapidly.

The gust of wind came from behind, and Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing's back shirts shook. Before they reached Longlin Town, soft tentacles flew over their heads, interweaving and intertwining, forming a dirty and sticky sky, which stopped them. their way.

"Do you think you can escape?"

When Zhong Wushi first read Zhu Shenlu, he often ridiculed that the villains in it talked too much. Breathe, until now, he didn't understand that feeling deeply.

The agitation in the part of his heart that belongs to the "human" is like a piled up flood. He needs to vent, otherwise these emotions will form a vortex, and instead pull him into the abyss of madness. He has no way to kill the boy and girl immediately. To die, you can only maintain your emotional balance through harsh words!

"I really don't understand you mortals, you still insist on this futile struggle even though you are so weak, my lord, don't be fooled by them anymore. Conspiracies and tricks will not work in the face of absolute power. In the end, I will dismember them in front of you, and let you see the fate of those who rebelled against fate, just like the demon gods who died under the Ten Thousand Buddha Mountain..."

"Huh? You also read Zhu Shenlu?" Sanhuamao only understood the last sentence.

It doesn't know what the clock is talking about, it only knows that it is tired and out of breath, and it can't run anymore. In the past, it had pink flesh pads to help cushion it, allowing it to run freely in the wilderness. Now its hands have become thin and tender, and the skin has been worn out after running for a long time, and it is not easy to use at all.

"I didn't watch the demon **** much after he died." Zhong Wushi really answered.

"Then I'll revive him, can you stop chasing him?" Sanhuamao made a condition.

"No need, death is the best relief for him. If he lives on, he will lose the beauty of tragedy." Zhong Wushi said.

"Then why don't you die!" Sanhuamao yelled loudly.

"If I die, who will finish the unfinished business of the demon **** in the book?"

Zhong Wushi stood among the reddish-brown thorny forest, his spreading tentacles swept all over the place, he looked at the Zhuojiang River from the cliff, and he really felt a sense of loneliness.

Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing couldn't escape anymore, so they had to face the enemy head-on. They turned around and stood side by side. Death Certificate and Zhan Gong pointed at the evil **** again, and the tentacles they were trying to wrap were broken by the sword.

The three-flowered cat didn't feel so good. It jumped to avoid it according to its previous intuition, but it found that the human body is really useless. In the past, no matter how weak it was, its legs were like springs, and it could jump very high , but now what? It can't jump at all... Why do so many monsters like to cultivate people, it's a big fool to wait for the first thing, we monsters should walk our own path!

The three-flowered cat had a great wish in her heart, and the sound of fierce fighting sounded behind her again, interrupting her thoughts, causing her to **** up her spiky cat ears.

It looked back, and the figures of their struggle were reflected in the blue pupils again.

Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing were fighting in this turbid white torrent. Their figures moved and changed, really fast like swallow shadows. Countless illusory tentacles were cut off by the sword and fell to the ground, emitting the death of stars. The brilliance of time.

"It's ridiculous to say that the biggest enemies of you humans are evil spirits and dragon corpses, but most of the swordsmanship you invented are killing techniques... In your bones, you are nothing more than a species of killing your own kind for fame and fortune. No matter how good your sword skills are, are these martial skills really useful against a life like me?" Zhong Wushi dealt with them with ease, just waiting for a flaw to completely defeat them.

"Besides, even if you defeat me, it's useless. Have you seen the thick fog on the mountain? After I die, they will fall like an avalanche, flooding the village of the Three Realms and everything around them. At that time, the fog will Wherever you pass, everything will become a dead 'tomb of time', of course, as aloof cultivators, you may not care about these."

“…”

"...Are you all dumb?"

Zhong Wushi's words were not responded to, and he felt more and more lonely. He raised his sleeves, and the arms in the sleeves became soft and slender.

Although Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing's realm has improved, facing this unreasonable evil god, their swordsmanship and martial arts once again seemed powerless. Although they cut off countless tentacles, it took a while for new tentacles to appear It will grow out of the broken place intact, and it will never be killed.

They are in a stalemate with Zhong Wushi, but Zhong Wushi's power is far more abundant than them, so sooner or later they will lose the wind if they continue like this.

"What should I do?" Mu Shijing asked.

Lin Shouxi glanced at Zhuojiang.

Mu Shijing understood and nodded immediately.

The idiot such as the three-flowered cat also understands - we are going to find our good brother Drowning God again!

"It's just a **** of death, do you really think that thing is my opponent?" Zhong Wushi saw their thoughts and laughed.

The **** of drowning seldom appeared in the past, but it seems to have sensed the weakness of this evil **** these days. The **** also surfaced again, and let out an ancient and long moan.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Lin Shouxi, Mu Shijing, and Sanhuamao jumped into the water again to 'seek refuge' with the God of Drowning.

The three-flowered cat regards the **** of drowning as a good brother, but the **** of drowning does not think so. When the three-flowered cat is still falling in the air, the giant whale-like **** below has opened its mouth to welcome it.

Mu Shijing grabbed Sanhuamao by the back collar, and stabbed the sword into the cliff with one hand as a buffer.

Zhong has no time to suppress his bloodthirsty heart. Even without the deliberate guidance of Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing, he still intends to kill this **** of death who has ruined his good deeds. Escape from the siege of two gods once.

Soon, Zhong Wushi realized that Lin Shouxi's daring to jump into the Zhuojiang River had something to rely on.

As soon as Lin Shouxi entered the water, the turbulent turbulence nearby suddenly became docile, automatically opening a path for him... What is this? Could it be that he has the spiritual root of water?

But these are not the questions that Zhong Wushi has to think about now.

Lin Shouxi was too flexible to catch, and the God of Drowning immediately turned his spearhead and aimed at this evil **** who had repeatedly violated the Zhuojiang River. Human beings can grow through cannibalism, and gods can also complete evolution through devouring. The **** of drowning has also coveted this weak evil **** for a long time!

The **** of drowning was swimming in the lower reaches of the Zhuojiang River, his back crossed the water surface, cutting a white and sharp water line, and he slammed into Zhong Wushi. In the battle of the whales, he watched the squid being crushed to pieces and became the food of the whales. Today's scene is somewhat similar to that of the past, but the ending will be rewritten by him!

"Zhong Wushi is going crazy." Lin Shouxi said.

Right now, entering the river to fight against the God of Drowning is an extremely bad choice. If it weren't for the madness in Zhong Wushi's body that had nowhere to vent, it would never have made such an absurd decision. Valley

"I'm going crazy too..." The three-flowered cat choked on the river water and tried to use cat swimming, but it was strange how it rowed.

"Well, we don't need to defeat him. As long as we keep procrastinating, Zhong Wushi will not win, but he will be the first to be overwhelmed by his suppressed emotions." Mu Shijing understood what he meant.

The sudden rush of water hit the back, like a boulder hitting the spine, which is the proof that Zhong Wushi fought against the **** of drowning.

"What you said is indeed reasonable, but isn't this too passive?" Sanhuamao was still flustered.

"Then what can you do? Write it to death with your knife and pen?" Mu Shijing was speechless at this stupid cat.

"If I had this ability, would I still be in such a mess..."

"Then stop talking nonsense, and I'll pull out your tail if you talk nonsense again." Mu Shijing threatened.

The three-colored cat was so frightened that it quickly covered its tail. It didn't expect that the tail, which used to be able to maintain balance, adjust its posture, and sleep while hugging it, became its own weakness at the moment.

It misses its life as a cat more and more!

"Don't be afraid, Zhong Wushi and the God of Drowning are evenly matched, and it is impossible to tell the winner for a while. Even if we win, it will be a miserable victory. We may not have the opportunity to take advantage of it." Lin Shouxi remained calm.

They went down the river, observed the two banks, and prepared to find a suitable beachhead. After that, they had many choices. They could either flee to the devil's nest, or follow the old traces to find the entrance of the Dragon Palace hidden at the bottom of the river as a hiding place.

At this moment, Mu Shijing's expression suddenly changed:

"What's that?"

Hearing this, Lin Shouxi glanced upwards, his pupils constricted.

On the cliff that was empty before, a dark thing was lying on its stomach at some point. It was covered with a cloak woven of crow feathers. A broken knife.

"This, this can't be..." Sanhuamao was the first to react.

"Don't say anything halfway." Mu Shijing said coldly.

"Lin Shouxi, do you remember the story I told you... There is a **** in the wasteland called 'Killing God'. Knife..."

"Don't talk nonsense, just say it's an enemy or a friend." Mu Shijing interrupted.

"It's not an enemy...but now, it's not a friend either." Sanhuamao murmured.

Mu Shijing originally thought that Sanhuamao was playing tricks, but soon she understood what it meant.

In the turbid river, the **** of drowning also sensed the arrival of this natural enemy. It groaned in fear, trying to break free and dive to avoid it. Zhong Wushi had never felt such a feeling of "destiny added to his body", his tentacles immediately entangled with the God of Drowning, and the suction cups fixed the body of the giant whale, dragging it to the surface of the water.

On the cliff, the killing **** with a ghost in his mouth moved.

The strong wind sweeps across, destroys cliffs and breaks trees, and above the turbulent turbid river, black light enters the water without making a sound, but makes the mournful moans of whales resound across the river.

Of course Lin Shouxi remembered what Sanhuamao told him, that the God of Killing is the natural enemy of the God of Disaster, the God of Death, and the God of Misfortune, but he never thought that the God of Killing would appear at such a time, and the The **** of drowning, whom they had suffered so much, was helpless in front of it.

The recent frequent appearance of the Drowned God has finally ruined its own life!

When the God of Killing jumped out of the river again, there was another section of the broken knife in his mouth. It can be imagined that when the Ghost Return is completely finished, the God of Killing will really ascend to the throne of God!

This **** of killing has no interest in Zhong Wushi. After killing the **** of drowning, it leaped out of the water wearing a crow feather, and disappeared into the sky like a bird without leaving a trace.

Killing God comes and goes freely, but it is fatal to Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing.

After this battle, Zhong Wushi vented a lot of crazy mental power, and he turned back into a calm, smiling evil **** again. After killing him, wherever his shadow went, Jiang Liu also erupted in a strange wail.

"It's over..." Sanhuamao said in despair.

In a blink of an eye, they were in a desperate situation again. Sanhuamao looked left and right, hoping that Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing could figure out some unique skills to suppress the bottom of the box, but their identical gloomy expressions made Sanhuamao completely desperate.

Sanhuamao didn't want to give up, so it decided to open up ideas for them.

"Lin Shouxi, what is your unique skill?"

"The dragon's hand."

"Master Shengzi, do you have any special talents?"

"Suppresses the Dragon genus."

“…”

Sanhuamao was stunned~IndoMTL.com~ I thought to myself what's going on with these two people, why can't they get along with dragons, don't they have some special skills to deal with evil spirits? Especially this Lin Shouxi, what kind of ability is there in the nest...

"It would be great if this Zhongwushi was a dragon." Sanhuamao wailed.

"Don't make a lot of noise, stay away, and don't hinder us when we fight later." Ever since it changed from a cat to a human, Mu Shijing's attitude towards it has become even worse.

"Oh..."

Sanhuamao didn't dare to refute, but just gave Lin Shouxi a weak glance.

But Lin Shouxi lowered his head in thought, his eyes moved very quickly, and he didn't know what he thought of.

At the critical moment, Sanhuamao's unintentional words really inspired him!

He thought of the dragon-turned rats that swarmed out of the fairy village earlier.

"Yes... let him become a dragon!"

Lin Shouxi looked at Mu Shijing, his eyes were shining like torches.

"What?" Mu Shijing was stunned, "Why are you crazy too?"

Lin Shouxi stared into Mu Shijing's eyes and explained: "Those mutated mice were probably created by you."

"I created it?"

Mu Shijing was slightly stunned, and then she also remembered the unintentional words she said when she was joking with Sanhuamao - 'This is not a mouse's nest, this is a dragon's nest'.

Is this... a prophecy?

Or is it that her status is already distinguished enough that she can hand-pick her bloodline?

If this is the case, I am afraid that I am what the Youlin Sect really dreams of. The Youlin Sect will never know what they missed...

I can't bear to think about it anymore, the evil **** in the turbid river has broken through the waves, spread the body of the evil **** between the cliffs, and hundreds of tentacles full of mouthparts fell off like giant whips. Mu Shijing stood on the shore, stretched out his arms against the strong wind, his five fingers spread out like flowers.

She seems to be giving orders, but also seems to be hypnotizing herself:

"You are a dragon."