I will Bury the Gods Chapter 339: : Disasters, Evils and Natural Evolution

The heavy rain scattered like white dew, and the wind and thunder turned into clouds and smoke.

The silver water surface is still covered with rippling ripples, the girl's skirt is reflected in the water, like a black water lily floating away with the water, her slender legs are the swaying stems of the lotus reflection.

She stands in the dark ruins, and when she appears, she silences the whole world.

No one has ever seen Mu Shijing like this.

The rain on her black dress hadn't dried up yet, the covered body was sickly white, and the girl's pupils were also pale.

It is as bright as the sun and as silent as the moon.

The girl's curve is more like a famous sword, sharp enough to cut off the years.

The girl came out of the rain, walked over the broken steps, passed by Si Muxue and Gong Yu, and came to Lin Shouxi.

The girl in the black dress raised her head.

Mid-air.

The girl in the black dress and the empress in yellow met their eyes.

Time spanned the deepest and deepest darkness, back to hundreds of millions of years ago.

In the world where the pillars of heaven run through, the dragons have not yet been reduced to bones under the mud. They dance around the highest peak in the world. At sunset, ichthyosaurs and whales walk through the deep blue, and the arched corals are as big as mountains.

In the Silver Temple at the back, the graceful shadow sits on the Throne of Nothingness, overlooking the earth from a high position.

Lin Shouxi stared at this figure, not sure who it was standing in front of him.

At this time, Mu Shijing exudes supreme divinity, chaotic and tranquil, kind and indifferent, as if she is in another distant universe, which is the universe of gods.

Gong Yu quickly remembered the legends passed down from generation to generation in the family, and his eyes froze: "Miss?"

Mu Shijing smiled slightly.

The look of the empress in yellow has returned to normal, she said: "I killed you once a thousand years ago, I thought you would not wake up again in three thousand years... I still underestimated you."

"I can't be killed." Mu Shijing replied.

Thousands of years ago, the time-space demon **** was used as bait, and the king in yellow launched his first hunt, which ended in the king's victory.

But 'death' is just a new beginning for her.

Thousands of years later, she came before the king in yellow again, with the same sharp edge.

"It's really lingering..." The empress's glazed pupils were a bit dim, and she murmured in a low voice: "Why did you wake up, why did you wake up at this time."

"Are you afraid?" Mu Shijing asked.

"Emotions are just a burden to the gods, and I have no emotions for a long time." The queen replied.

"Really? That's really boring." Mu Shijing recalled: "I remember when you were a young dragon, you always wore a collar and knelt at my feet, using your tongue... "

"Shut up!" The empress interrupted.

She has no emotions, interrupting this memory is more like instinct.

"You always want to prove yourself, just like a daughter who always wants to prove to her mother that she has grown up. This paranoia once made you accept the evil god's bewitchment. I thought you had grown up. I didn't expect that even after hundreds of millions of years, Not only have you not changed at all, but you have become even crazier." Mu Shijing said.

"Craziness is my growth." The Empress said.

Mu Shijing sighed quietly, and said: "In the beginning, I wanted to hand over this world to you, but I didn't expect that you would degenerate so thoroughly."

"I don't need your charity." said the empress.

"This is not a handout."

"That's right, the master's reward to the slave is not even a charity. You have already put on me the taboo collar and tattooed the mark of submission on me, why should you regard me as the successor?" asked the empress .

"When you are yearning for freedom, the evil in your body is also yearning for freedom. It is the shackles of your evil thoughts." Mu Shijing paused, and continued: "Besides, you are the holy spirit extracted from sins. If it weren't for me, you would have been executed."

"I am both good and evil. Even if you save me, you still can't take away my fate. Everything you say is just whitewashing your tyrant's actions." The empress said.

"His Majesty the Emperor actually accused me of being a tyrant?" Mu Shijing smiled.

"Don't call me emperor, I don't need your approval for my identity." said the empress.

"Don't you need my approval? In fact, you are afraid of my denial, right?" Mu Shijing said.

The empress looked up at the starry sky through the black clouds.

The starry sky is like a broken river.

She was silent for a while, and then said slowly: "I am the emperor, and I am my own emperor. If this identity needs to be proved, then I will use your death as proof."

The empress scorned Si Muxue and mocked Si Muxue, but she never expected that she would finally become Si Muxue alive.

They are all rebels of fate.

Perhaps, when she chose the red-haired goddess, she also saw the possibility of sympathy.

She couldn't explain it.

"The old king has fallen and the new king is born. It doesn't matter if you wake up. The establishment of the eternal dynasty always needs the witness of old people." A cold look flashed in the empress's glazed eyes. Open the mouth: "Come on, draw out your sword!"

…

On the platform of Guanyin Pavilion.

The way of heaven was completely shattered, and golden pieces of snow fell down one after another.

Lin Shouxi, Si Muxue, Gong Yu, and Lin Qiuyi stood together under the Guanyin statue, looking up.

The rain has stopped.

The dark clouds in the sky were also chopped into pieces.

The silvery moon sheds light like a gentle ointment to heal this scarred world.

Before Mu Shijing volleyed away, he pulled out Zhan Gong from Lin Shouxi's waist.

This is the sword she borrowed thousands of years ago, and now it is back in her hands.

The empress is very weak, but when she shattered the way of heaven and revealed her identity as an outer god, she no longer restrained the power in her body and let them be released. In order to kill Mu Shijing here, she obviously did Well, try your best to realize everything.

Mu Shijing left in Lingxu, and the clear Zhan Palace was full of shadows of the moon. She didn't know how long it had been since she swayed the sword energy so recklessly.

In the sky, two figures collided.

Even if it is as strong as Gongyu, it can't see clearly the battle above the virtual realm. What it presents to the world is only the mottled and changing shadow of the moon.

January.

Fire fell from the sky in the south, torrential rain poured down from the desert in the north, the prayer beads of the monks who were chanting sutras in the temple suddenly broke and fell all over the ground, and the statue enshrined in the Sanqing Hall seemed to be spiritual, cracked in a sigh, The peaceful city of Chang'an was awakened by clapper-like thunder, and when it looked up, the Milky Way was burning in a snowy sky, as if it was on the verge of destruction.

This battle of gods is destined to be recorded in history. It is only the words that appear in the history books. the real meaning behind it.

The Empress was held several times by Mu Shijing with the Zhan Palace against her chest, and flew to the upper sky, as if she was going to nail her to death in the void.

Mu Shijing was repeatedly thrown back to the ground by the empress, leaving human-shaped deep pits on the ground one after another.

This battle was extremely fierce, and every shot they made was a desperate move.

The female emperor's yellow clothes were broken, her glazed pupils became dimmer, Mu Shijing was dripping with blood, and the arm holding the sword was torn apart.

Endless zhenqi is consumed, and these zhenqi have condensed into a new sea of ​​clouds. When they collide into heavy rain and fall, the practitioners in this world will enter a new level together. This is a gift from God War after destroying the world.

Unexpectedly, this battle seemed to end with Mu Shijing's defeat.

In the sky.

The empress smiled suddenly as she looked at the scarred girl in the black dress.

There was no emotion in her smile, but there was endless joy and arrogance: "Sure enough, how could you wake up, how could you really wake up, did you force yourself to wake up this time, did you just want to scare me? I never thought that one day you will be so weak, you are weaker than a thousand years ago, so weak that I feel pity."

Mu Shijing remained silent.

Today, the empress exorcises the primordial turbidity, removes the blood of the true dragon marrow, and fights four people in a row to destroy the way of heaven. This is the weakest moment in her history. Unable to kill, and even defeated.

"No, no, you have never woken up, you are not it at all, you are not pale at all, the real paleness has died as early as the ancient times of Ming, you are just like me, just his retainer, just his Servant! You are not the real Him at all!"

The empress came to a realization, and her words became clearer and clearer: "Yes, Pai Bai died a long time ago, the monster that made the whole world submit to him has long since died, and what is still causing trouble now is only what he left for the world. It's just fear! I should have understood this long ago, I should have understood this long ago."

"Why deceive yourself and others?" Mu Shijing asked.

"You are the one who deceives yourself!" The empress responded, "Do you still think that you are the king of all ages, the co-lord of heaven and earth? Wake up, your throne has already been broken, you have fallen into the mortal world, into the swamp, It’s just that you are covered in mud and still refuse to let go of your pride! That’s not even pride, but obsession with authority and majesty!”

The empress thought she had seen the truth, and her glazed pupils became clearer, emitting a divine radiance: "The fear of all spirits is never from the paleness, but the power of the paleness. When the power is lost, the majesty is also lost... Today, I want to eliminate this fear for all beings.”

The empress gathers the starlight in her palm.

The galaxy burns in her palm.

Mu Shijing looked at her palm and remained silent.

"I know you can't be killed, but it doesn't matter, I didn't want to kill you, I will keep you by my side, put collars and shackles on you, tattoo an indelible slave mark on your body, let You become the most humiliating slave, just like back then... At that time, you will suffer for eternal life and regret for eternity.”

The starlight is polluted by the empress' curse.

Under the burning Milky Way, this sword seems to come from outside the sky.

The sword struck Mu Shijing impartially.

Mu Shijing smashed to the ground without making a sound.

…

This... where is this?

Mu Shijing rubbed her aching head, looked around, her body was in pain, as if it was going to fall apart.

She stood up tremblingly, stretching out her hands to balance her body.

The sight gradually becomes clearer.

Mu Shijing saw the black dress here.

The girl in the black dress stood in front of her, leaving her still only a back view.

"Hey, why are you not on the ice anymore? This is dereliction of duty... Where is this place? How do you feel, um... Not very comfortable." Mu Shijing pursed his lips.

"Follow me." The girl in the black skirt said.

Mu Shijing let out a cry, and silently followed.

On the way, Mu Shijing saw the pale red sky filled with black smoke, and the land covered with gullies, in which the world-ending flood surged. Looking carefully, she found that the torrent was not Flood, but **** turbidity.

She never thought that there would be such a majestic tide of turbidity in this world.

Keep going.

Gradually, Mu Shijing saw a high mountain, an incredible mountain that almost filled the entire field of vision.

Look up.

On the high mountain, there is a huge canopy that is fully opened.

It's not so much a canopy as a sea anemone lying on a giant peak.

The sea anemone stretches its body to the maximum and emits rays towards the sky. The tops of the antennae of the mouthparts are like flower seeds densely entangled with countless leaves. Where are the leaves, there are clearly countless creatures of different shapes hanging upside down from the tree! Endless creatures!

Its torso is covered with all kinds of creatures in this world!

The anemone-like body is its crown, and the towering peak is its trunk.

From a distance, it looks like a world tree standing upright, with dense tentacles protruding to the sky, and the hanging corpses of living beings swaying in the wind.

So it is...

There has never been a world tree, it is the outer **** who descended, the outer **** who descended on the peak of the god! Its body and divine peak just formed the shape of a tree.

"This is the origin."

The girl in the black skirt said coldly: "The hibiscus tree has robbed the origin of all living beings. He has imitated the forms of all living beings on its tentacles. If any tentacles are torn off, the race on the tentacles will also be destroyed... This is his barrier by which he is invincible."

"This is the first step for it to rule the world. After becoming invincible, he began to create its subjects."

The girl in the black skirt continued to walk forward.

The ancient fog is torn away, and the magnificent and cruel history reveals its original appearance.

Mu Shijing looked around.

It was pitch black all around.

She heard the wailing, and heard the wailing of countless creatures. Those wailing were too tragic, erupting from the depths of the soul, so bad that the bone marrow of the listener felt pain.

The darkness gradually became clear.

Mu Shijing saw countless alienated creatures. They were soaked in the turbidity. Their beautiful bodies softened and deformed. Countless granulation and warts grew out. Sticky tentacles... These creatures usually cannot survive after undergoing cruel alienation. This is not their nirvana from the ashes, but just the torture before turning into ashes and pus.

The original turbidity flows through the earth in a turbulent manner, and the rivers, lakes and even the oceans are polluted one after another. In the turbidity of the Ganges, countless creatures can't survive or die, and let out heart-piercing screams.

The screams filled the whole world, almost driving Mu Shijing crazy.

She can't even imagine that such a tragedy has lasted for hundreds of thousands of years...

In these hundreds of thousands of years, only a handful of creatures have survived the erosion of the gods, and those who have resisted the erosion will become ugly and powerful monsters. They are new lives in this world, which is today's evil spirits.

"In the past, creatures evolved in various ways in the world..."

The girl in the black skirt spoke across the long river of history, and her indifferent voice was especially sweet amidst the overwhelming screams: "In order to occupy a place in this world, some creatures desperately evolve their sharp claws and fangs, and some Putting on thicker and thicker armor, some jumped into the sea, some climbed onto the land, some produced toxins to drive back the enemy, some gave up their eyes and went deep into the nest, and did not participate in the disputes on land , of course, more are eliminated and turned into ancient dust and stones in the stratum...Since the ancient times, all spirits have grown and exhibited their unique skills, but now, all this has changed. "

The girl in the black dress pointed at the wailing beings and said: "After the arrival of the origin and the pollution of the world by the turbidity, evolution has gone astray—whoever can adapt to the turbidity will live, and if he can't adapt, he will die."

Fusang, the tree of the world, lies on the highest point of heaven and earth, its tentacles are connected to the dark starry sky. For hundreds of thousands of years, it has been the new master, writing a new order.

"There are no bones at the origin, and similarly, the spirit will dissolve all bones. Therefore, in this brand-new evolutionary process, soft-bodied creatures that were originally not very powerful in the land and sea occupy a unique position. Existence seems to be born for them, they quickly adapted to the turbidity, and grew into terrifying evil spirits, they began to kill fish dragons, whales, and old kings of the deep sea of ​​the mosasaur lineage in the ocean, and the scenery was infinite for a while, but, The good times don't last long..."

The girl in the black skirt flicked her sleeves slowly.

History has entered a new chapter.

On the tentacles of the origin, countless leaves withered, but new leaves grew again—all kinds of evil spirits hung on those leaves.

The life and death of these newborn evil spirits are also controlled by the origin.

The only thing not controlled by the origin is the dragon.

The origin of the dragon is paleness.

Pale and the **** of the origin fought, countless "branches and leaves" were torn off, and the corresponding races were wiped out in large numbers. Among those races, there were evil spirits that had worked so hard to become stronger.

These soft-bodied creatures have finally turned from prey to rulers, how can they be willing to let the catastrophe of extinction hang over their heads at any time?

So, they made an incredible move.

"Sewing." The girl in the black skirt spit out these two words slowly, and continued: "The evil spirits disassemble their own bodies, and use the unique characteristics of the gods to stitch them together with the bodies of other evil spirits. This has become a brand new life, trying to prevent the origin from hanging itself on the tree, more and more evil spirits began to dismantle their bodies and merge them with others. The more they merged, the weirder they became, and the bigger they became, the most powerful among them Later, they were called evil spirits. Nowadays, many wise men have asked, if a person’s soul changes his body, is he still himself... Such questions are not a problem at all in front of survival, at least not for evil spirits. In those days, only stitched monsters could survive."

Mu Shijing looked up.

The world tree disappeared, and she suddenly came to the deep ocean. Around her, there are countless ugly monsters. The sickest lunatic in the world.

"In order to prevent being seen, they began to evolve. They evolved the ability to spit out evil mist. Similarly, they also evolved the power of spiritual pollution that can instantly drive those who see them into madness." The girl in the black skirt sighed softly.

Every time an evil **** appears, thick fog will appear in the world. Ordinary people will go crazy in an instant when they see the true face of the evil god.

They have covered the evil **** with a more terrifying and mysterious veil.

But no one knows that in the initial era, these abilities were only evolved for survival, which was their helpless move.

All creatures are struggling to survive in this world, including evil gods.

But hard work alone is not enough to survive.

The vast majority of them are still inevitably reduced to tragedies, reduced to the residue in the deep sea.

"The light is still not enough, the origin has no eyes, but there is always a way to see them... Later, some of them found an extremely simple but effective method." The black skirt girl paused.

"What?" Mu Shijing subconsciously asked.

"Put yourself in a robe." The girl in the black skirt said.

Mu Shijing's expression was shocked.

She suddenly thought of the king in yellow—not only did he not want to take off his robe, but he even put most of his strength into that old yellow robe. It turned out that He put on the robe in the first place, just to avoid being seen... That was not a moral shame, it was for survival.

It's just about surviving.

The deep sea recedes all around.

The feeling of suffocation also receded.

Remembering the emperor in yellow, Mu Shijing belatedly remembered that she seemed to be dreaming.

She fell asleep outside the dead city.

But she couldn't wake up.

Looking up, it is still a burning sky, and it is still a giant tree towering over the world.

The anemone-like tentacles of the hibiscus tree are full of creatures, which dance in the wind and are charming.

"How can something like this be defeated?" Mu Shijing asked weakly.

"There is nothing invincible in this world."

The words of the girl in the black skirt suddenly became aloof, as if a giant peak had lifted from the earth, "Pale finally defeated him, and the answer to defeating him is by your side. This history should have been in the long ice Feng Zhong was purified, but she came back, and the time for the earth to wake up has been brought forward... But it doesn't matter, I believe in you, you will become the holy spirit that will end all this in the history that will be eulogized by future generations!"

"Trust... me?"

Mu Shijing pointed at himself unconfidently.

"Well, because you are my will." The girl in the black skirt said so and turned around abruptly.

Without any warning, without any preparation.

Mu Shijing's eyes widened.

Under the World Tree, a girl in a black dress stood in front of her. Mu Shijing finally saw her face clearly.

She has a beautiful face and pale pupils.

She is exactly the same as herself...

…

The king in yellow tightened his robe.

She dragged her tired body towards Guanyin Pavilion.

Avalokitesvara's palm is covered with cracks.

"The earth trembles, the bones wake up, and a new era is coming." The empress said softly.

No one responded to her.

There was a hint of alarm in her heart.

Turn around and look around.

In the deep pit of the earth, there is no longer the figure of the girl in the black dress.

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