I will Bury the Gods Chapter 337: : Mu Xue

The little evil **** who climbed the tower fell completely.

Gong Ying folded her sword and hung it behind her back casually, her clear eyes were half closed, as if she was waiting for something. "Thank you for your help, senior. May I ask who is the master?"

The rescued monks saluted one after another. They hadn't heard that the head teacher of Sanshan was a woman.

Gong Ying glanced at them, and saw the command of the disciple of Shenshoushan Zhanxie Division on the waist of the disciples, showing nostalgia, she lazily said: "Just call me senior sister."

"Senior Sister?" The disciples were confused.

"Well, I am the elder sister of your Shenshou Mountain, the elder sister of the entire Shenshou Mountain." Gong Ying turned around and sat directly on the floating sword, crossed her legs, and smiled faintly.

The disciples looked at each other in blank dismay. They have stayed in Shenshou Mountain for so long, why have they never heard that there is such a master in Shenshou Mountain?

Gong Ying sighed softly.

Sure enough, there are countless geniuses in Shenshan like crucian carp crossing the river. No matter how glorious her past is, she will inevitably be forgotten by the world.

Gong Ying originally wanted to brag about the legendary past of her senior sister to them, but she suddenly sensed something, raised her eyebrows, and said coldly: "How dare you come..."

With a thought, Gong Ying's figure disappeared on the high wall. The next moment.

In a cold and quiet alley, the void is slowly cracking, and the brilliance is flowing, and the palace is like a quiet moon, falling lightly from the darkness.

Harvest Goddess Ling Qinglu untied her longbow, as if facing a great enemy.

Previously, all the goddesses had noticed the blue rainbow hanging in the air, and they all thought it was an artifact hidden in Shenshou Mountain. The art of breaking the void is an understatement...

"Who are you?!" Ling Qinglu asked coldly. Gong Ying didn't answer, but waved at her provocatively.

Ling Qinglu's ice eyes were condensed into a line, and her long blood-red hair danced wildly. In an instant, the wooden bow in the goddess' hands was full of strings, and an arrow entangled with thunder and light was ready to go. Pointing at Gong Ying's heart.

The string vibrates. The arrow leaves the string.

The distance in the space was instantly smoothed out, and the next moment, it was approaching Gong Ying's body, causing ripples on the soft green skirt fabric.

Ling Qinglu stared at the arrow, his pupils were unspeakably frightened.

The arrow flew towards the heart of the mysterious woman in the green dress, but it was difficult to penetrate an inch, not to mention piercing the flesh and blood, and it couldn't even pierce the soft silk dress.

"The aim is good, but the strength is too bad."

Gong Ying gently held the arrow, and directly took it into her hand to play with. The violent arrow was grasped by her, and suddenly became docile, allowing her to gently wrap it around her fingers.

Ling Qinglu was terrified in her heart, she kept drawing her bow and setting her arrows, in the whizzing sound of piercing the sky, dozens of dense golden shadows were like sky pythons splitting clouds, constantly emerging, swimming in the void, with great momentum.

Hundreds of arrows hang in the air and fall together. The streets and alleys are filled with golden light, shining brightly.

Gong Ying shuttled under the pressure of more than a hundred golden arrows, strolling in the courtyard. "Fall!" Ling Qinglu shouted sharply. Ten thousand arrows fell.

"I have never understood, what are you shouting so loudly when you move, to inspire your arrows?" Gong Ying raised one arm, as if holding the sky.

Time seemed to stand still. All the arrows were frozen in the sky together. Ling Qinglu couldn't believe what he saw.

Monster! This is a real monster!

Gong Ying yawned lazily, she walked slowly in front of Ling Qinglu, looked at the shivering goddess, and gently lifted her long hair.

"White." Gong Ying said. Ling Qinglu's long hair immediately turned from red to white. "Yellow." Gong Ying ordered next time.

Ling Qinglu's long hair turned from white to gold again.

Ling Qinglu was cold all over, she found that she couldn't even control her own hair.

Her long hair is constantly changing according to Gong Ying's mind. Gong Ying plays with relish and can't put it down.

"Were you also a disciple of Shenshou Mountain before?" Gong Ying recognized her thoughts at a glance, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, you didn't meet me when I was young. If you were a fairy like you back then , must be bullied by me in the corner all day."

"You...Where the **** are you?" Ling Qinglu's voice trembled endlessly.

"Demon? You're so rude, junior. We came from the same mountain anyway. You don't respect me as a senior sister, but you still call me a demon."

Gong Ying sighed, shook her head in disappointment, and said, "Forget it, senior sister's temper is much better now, let's change to before..."

Crack! Crack!

On Ling Qinglu's snow-white cheeks, two bright red palm prints suddenly appeared.

"In the past, you would have been beaten like this." Gong Ying smiled. Ling Qinglu stared at her, as if staring at a lunatic. Gong Ying was smiling lightly.

Suddenly.

Above her back, a cyan light lit up, pouring down like a tide on the flat ground. Another sword fell in the sky. This sword was extremely clear, like Xuanhan salvaged from the bottom of the ice sea Ice and snow.

Ye Qingzhai's sword. "It came so slowly?" Gong Ying glanced at Ye Qingzhai.

Before the sword fell, Ye Qingzhai had absolute self-confidence. She knew that in the whole world, except for the master of the Taoist sect and Sister Shi, no one was her opponent in the journey of a woman's cultivation. Although she saw the woman in the green skirt I was so angry that I still didn't think she would be my opponent.

Then, her menacing sword sank into the ocean.

"Ling Qinglu, Ye Qingzhai, what's the difference between your blue characters?" Gong Ying asked knowingly. "Be careful!" Ling Qinglu reminded. It was too late.

When Ye Qingzhai's sword fell, the sharpness and sharpness had been washed away, and when it really fell on Gong Ying, it was just a gust of light wind blowing strands of the fairy's hair.

Gong Ying looked at Ye Qingzhai lightly.

Ye Qingzhai was shocked by this miraculous method, and couldn't understand how this mysterious woman did it.

Is this...is this really a human? Or is it another ancient **** who apparently turned into a human?

"Little girls know how to dress well, but you, a little girl who has lived for hundreds of years, don't understand. You are really disobedient. You should be taught a lesson." Gong Ying looked at the windy clothes covering Ye Qingzhai's body, coldly Road.

Then, Gong Ying passed by Ye Qingzhai.

Between Gong Ying's arms is a long skirt with flowing wind, and she returns the flowing wind to the space between heaven and earth.

When the time came, the aloof Harvest Goddess and Qingzhai Goddess both knelt on the ground in humiliation, their buttocks were covered with palm prints, and the women in green skirts sat on their backs, lazily stretching their bodies.

"Who are you?" Shi Yirao asked indifferently.

"Hey, why can't there be something new when everyone asks this question?" Gong Ying curled her lips and said helplessly.

Shi Yirao also put on a posture to meet the enemy.

But as Gong Ying's footsteps approached, Shi Yirao's sharp sword energy gradually disintegrated, and when Gong Ying walked to her side, it had already disappeared. Gong Ying stretched out her hand, squeezed Shi Yirao's face, and said : "You little girl is pretty good, you will be exempted from punishment today, as for them..."

Gong Ying squinted her eyes and looked at the streamers behind Shi Yirao. The other four goddesses were also counted together. Gong Ying scanned them slowly.

"It's a pity that my daughter is not here, and I can't witness how my mother defeated seven with one enemy." Gong Ying felt slightly regretful.

She is already a god, and she has already surpassed the realm agreed by the world. It is unimaginable for a cultivator to defeat seven goddesses at the same time, but it is easy for her.

Gong Ying is preparing to start.

Behind the wall of gods, millions of chaotic red eyes lit up at the same time, covering the sky and the earth, as if they were close in front of us.

Gong Ying suppressed her smile and looked solemn. "I won't play with you little girls anymore."

Gong Ying waved her hand and let go of these girls who were facing the enemy. She turned her back and climbed up the wall with her sword in her back. Her green skirt fluttered and she walked and sang.

Dead city. The war between man and **** has begun.

In the sky where the lake water poured down, Gong Yu's snow-white figure rose from the ground, and the punch he had charged was like a meteor piercing the ground, smashing towards the yellow empress.

The empress opened her thin lips lightly and chanted the divine mantra, but the heaven and the earth did not respond. The empress glanced at the sky.

She suddenly realized that she has not really occupied a seat in this world, so the laws of this world have not surrendered to her.

A **** who has lost the power of law is like a bird whose wings have been cut off, and its power is greatly reduced. Lightly bumped into the Thousand-Handed Avalokitesvara statue behind.

The empress glanced at the chest hit by the fist, her expression remained unchanged.

She has no time to usurp the supreme throne of this world for the time being, but it doesn't matter, there are still many godless thrones in this world, she can just take advantage of them.

The empress stood under the colorfully painted statue of Avalokitesvara with thousands of hands, her slender and tender hands protruded from the cracks in the golden robe, just like Avalokitesvara holding a clean bottle, forming delicate handprints.

Avalokitesvara smiled.

In an instant, on the not-so-spacious platform of Guanyin Pavilion, golden light passed through like a torrent, illuminating the dim ruins.

In the golden light, the Buddha of the third age, the four Vajras, and the Eight Bodhisattvas come at a glance, sitting on the lotus platform, ten disciples, eighteen arhats, eighteen garan, and twenty heavens reach the void, swaying golden shadows, with Sanskrit singing on them Loud and loud, like a bronze bell ringing, a goddess scattered flowers, like snow falling in the courtyard of a god, the empress lowered her eyelids, her fragrant shoulders were half exposed, and her yellow clothes were draped obliquely like cassocks.

Gongyu is surrounded by groups.

In the torrential rain of the dead city, a crystal-clear glass world suddenly unfolded. The murderous palace language stood in this mysterious world, which was incompatible with the scenes of ten thousand Buddhas preaching and monks explaining scriptures. Blossoming golden lotuses are blooming on top of her head, as if to annihilate this discordant person.

"Not good, Master is in danger."

Mu Shijing's expression froze, and he was about to act when he brought up the death certificate. Seeing that Lin Shouxi hadn't moved, she couldn't help but ask: "Hey, why are you not moving? What kind of hero is sitting on the sidelines watching a play? Are you afraid? Right?"

Then, Mu Shijing was taken aback.

Lin Shouxi took out a very high-grade ring, squeezed it suddenly, and the light shattered, and many weapons and magic weapons gushed out together.

"This, these are..." Mu Shijing was dumbfounded.

"They are all collected in the first hall of Shenshou Mountain. I think they have been stored for too long, and they will become moldy and rusty. I really can't bear to see the artifacts dusty, so I brought them here together." Lin Shouxi spoke very fast Talking quickly, while taking out a weapon from inside.

Mu Shijing thought to himself, this person is too shameless, to be able to talk about stealing so freshly and refinedly, but as the owner of the mountain guard, he doesn't seem to be stealing... Tsk tsk, the luck of the guard mountain is not good, unexpectedly Into such a thief.

While Mu Shijing was thinking wildly, Lin Shouxi had already thrown an iron precision cylinder to her. Mu Shijing stretched out his arm to catch it, hugged the heavy iron object in his arms, looked at it repeatedly, and asked:

"How to use this thing?"

Lin Shouxi fiddled with another booklet and threw it to her. The booklet contained extremely detailed instructions. Mu Shijing took it and read it immediately.

Hundreds of Buddhas stand upright in the sky, the golden shadows illuminate the rain, and the dark clouds bathe in the holy brilliance, for a moment it looks like auspicious clouds all over the sky.

The Buddhas turned their heads and turned towards the boy and the girl. Golden palm prints descended from the sky. Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing opened their bodies vertically.

Mu Shijing finished reading the entire booklet within two breaths. She glanced at the booklet, carried the black cylindrical iron object on her shoulder, and chanted a spell to unlock the seal, and at the same time injected true energy, Twist the barrel.

The inner wall of the iron cylinder is filled with talisman characters, and the moment it is triggered, fiery elements are extracted from the runes and condensed into bright spots of light.

Boom——

Bright light jetted out from the black barrel mouth, and the fire flowed through the rainstorm. The golden Buddha's palm was blasted into the air and exploded into gorgeous fireworks.

Mu Shijing was startled, and thought that it was indeed a magic weapon made by Shenshan. , twist the barrel again to guide the hot flame out of the iron pipe.

The death certificate seemed to feel the master's intentions, buzzing a few times, very wronged, Mu Shijing patted the scabbard, and just said: "Don't make noise."

On the other side, Lin Shouxi also picked out a weapon that is convenient for him.

His weapon is a huge organ umbrella. Holding the organ umbrella, Lin Shouxi ran wildly in the rain. The seals of the Buddhas were smashed against the steel surface of the organ umbrella. Colored light shot out from it, swept towards the glazed world on the Guanyin Platform, and blasted the shadows of golden Buddhas to pieces.

Surrounding the Avalokitesvara, the boys and girls launched a bombardment-like attack. For a while, the clouds were blown away, and the rain was much lighter. The glass world is crumbling.

At the critical point when Mu Shijing's true energy is exhausted, Lin Shouxi will always appear in front of her accurately, unfold a thick iron umbrella, block the attack for her, then take out the porcelain bottle from his arms, and throw it to Mu Shijing.

The porcelain bottle contains the great elixir of Shenshou Mountain.

But Mu Shijing is very cautious, every time before eating, he will take a look at it, for fear that Lin Shouxi will mistakenly take it into acacia.

Mu Shijing swallowed the elixir, and his true energy quickly recovered.

"Why did you secretly make so many preparations?" Mu Shijing was surprised.

"It was indeed stolen." Lin Shouxi said calmly, and swallowed a golden purple pill. Just as Mu Shijing wanted to praise him, the rain in the void condensed into a golden palm, and he slammed it down.

Juli shook the covered iron umbrella and pushed Lin Shouxi forward. Lin Shouxi staggered and fell. Attacks follow.

Lin Shouxi looked at the broken long street, then glanced at the iron umbrella with curly blades, his expression was cold. "Hey, what are you doing holding my hand, let go!" Mu Shijing said angrily.

"Take your pulse for you." Lin Shouxi replied casually.

"?" Mu Shijing glared at him, and opened his hand: "You are sick!"

The runes on the wall of Mu Shijing's iron barrel were also worn away. She threw the iron barrel away, grabbed the ring, and took out a bigger weapon. The weapon is divided into two parts, The top is the barrel, and the bottom is responsible for loading the pills.

This structure is exactly the same as the tower of the Witch family. The two of them have worked together to get rid of the monsters in the Niechi, and they have a tacit understanding.

At this time, Mu Shijing, who had a stronger sense, was standing above and was in charge of aiming. Lin Shouxi took out a thick slate-like shield while loading the magic pill, and held it up high to resist the menacing offensive in the glazed world. .

The torrential rain vents the torrent, and the hurricane rampages.

In mid-air, countless flames collided with golden light, the bright brilliance overwhelmed the thunder and lightning in the sky, countless empty houses and haunted houses were destroyed, and burning wood boards and fire debris flew in the rain, creating a mess.

Under such indiscriminate bombardment, countless cracks appeared in the indestructible glass world.

While chewing the pills that Lin Shouxi handed over, Mu Shijing said, "Lin Shouxi, only when you are fighting side by side, can you barely look like a human being."

"Because this is the only time I don't have time to clean you up." Lin Shouxi replied lightly. "A dog can't spit out ivory."

Mu Shijing sneered, and immediately showed doubts: "Hey, why is the pill you gave me useless?"

Lin Shouxi looked down, looked at the word 'Huangliang' written on the porcelain bottle, frowned and said: "I seem to have taken it wrong, this is a sleep aid pill."

"A fairy can't sleep?"

Mu Shijing was startled, and then realized that many immortals are impatient and need medicine to help them meditate. She snorted and said, "This can be wrong...you should find out if there is any eye treatment. Blind medicine."

Lin Shouxi threw the Jinzixian Pill to Mu Shijing, and said casually: "Miss Mu is so beautiful today."

"You don't need to say that? Anyone who is not blind can see it." Mu Shijing responded casually. "Ms. Mu is really amazing, she cured my eye disease with one sentence." Lin Shouxi said.

Mu Shijing was taken aback for a moment, and then he said shamefully: "You still have time to talk nonsense at this time? Look at your southwest direction, the Buddha there has moved!"

Lin Shouxi looked solemn, and turned his heavy shield to the southwest.

Mu Shijing snapped his fingers, and the rune in the pitch-black gun barrel was activated again, and the flowing fire dragged a long smoke trail through the air, and the rainwater along the way was evaporated, and the fog was at a loss.

Under the interference of Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing, Gong Yu was concentrating on confronting the empress. Gong Yu's body was like a rainbow shadow, and he punched frequently.

The empress sat in lotus position, her handprints kept changing, and the hand of Avalokitesvara behind her also became soft, blocking Gong Yu's sharp and straight fist.

Gong Yu kept punching.

Her long hair danced wildly, her robes danced wildly, and her blood was also boiling wildly in her body. The empress was already weak, and this world narrowed the gap between them. The illusion that the Queen's Throne is really smashed.

A fierce battle broke out in the dead city in the torrential rain, and damaged weapons and empty medicine bottles were scattered all over the broken streets.

Although Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing didn't really draw their swords, their spirits were pushed to the peak amidst the continuous sound of French cannons exploding, with fanatic expressions on their faces.

It is also the pinnacle of this spirit. The empress asked calmly: "Have you had enough trouble?"

She completed a strange seal that ordinary people's fingers can't make at all. "Yes, destroy the city." The queen said. All kinds of glazed worlds shattered.

The crystal light in the sky is condensed into a sword. Excalibur is released.

Gong Yu wanted to resist, but the overwhelming sword wind brushed her away abruptly, and the sword cut across the central axis of the dead city, and there was a wide gully where it passed.

Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing are just above this central axis. This is between the real gods. Under this sword, the defensive magic shield is cut like a watermelon.

Lin Shouxi's heart trembled, he grabbed Mu Shijing's joints with his dragon-capturing hand without hesitation, and pushed her aside. Backed up and hit the city gate.

Mu Shijing originally thought that Lin Shouxi was born with a strong physique, and coupled with Master's forging, nothing would happen, but when she looked at the end of the long street, she was completely stunned.

Lin Shouxi was crushed against the broken city wall, his body was almost split open, blood flowed horizontally, and the bones could be seen deep.

He lowered his head, not even sure if he was still breathing. Mu Shijing was trembling as if he had been struck by lightning.

She couldn't imagine that the boy who was bickering with her just now would meet Huang Quan in an instant...

This is the real empress, the real yellow-clothed king. When she makes a serious move, human life is not worth mentioning.

When tears were about to burst into tears, countless snow-white fox tails protruded from the back of the city, wrapping Lin Shouxi.

"Heh, it took a while to 'reason' with that fairy, I thought it was going to be late, but I didn't expect the master to be so tenacious, such a sword can't kill you, hey, it's really fate, it's worthy of it Where is Cher's master?"

Si Muxue walked gracefully out of the heavy rain. She rolled up Lin Shouxi with her nine snow-white fox tails, hugged him in her arms, smiled and spread her hands, took out a golden magic pill, and sent it into the In the mouth of Lin Shouxi.

This is the fruit of the Tao. The fruit of the immortal Tao.