I will Bury the Gods Chapter 464: : The old master steps up

The chill grows from the roots of the hair.

Mu Shijing looked back, and couldn't help but straighten his back.

She was sure that there was a person standing behind her, she couldn't see the existence of the other person, but she could hear her voice.

"Who the **** are you?"

"Have you forgotten? I am your sister...the only sister."

"Sister?"

"Well, dear sister."

Mu Shijing recalled that nightmare involuntarily. In the nightmare, a person who claimed to be her sister slaughtered the whole world, leaving only the two of them staring at each other silently in the rainstorm.

"What do you want to do?" Mu Shijing asked.

The voice wanted to answer, but when it came to the mouth, it changed: "Shh, someone is coming."

Sure enough.

Behind Mu Shijing, several figures came from the darkness, they were extremely fast, completely ignoring Mu Shijing's existence, and flew directly towards Xiaohe's place.

Mu Shijing originally thought that these were enemies who came to help, but she did not expect that these people actually drove away those purple spheres and helped Xiaohe solve the crisis.

The visitors are women one after another.

They have different hair colors and looks, but they are all terrifyingly strong. If the pale body is compared to a sect, then they are the masters of flesh and blood palaces one after another. No matter how powerful these white or purple **** are, they must obey their orders.

"Who are you?"

Xiaohe looked at the girls who surrounded her, holding a broken death certificate, and put on a posture to meet the enemy.

"You are His Majesty Wu Youhe, right? Lin Shouxi sent us here. He has more important things to do, so he sent us to help first."

A brown-haired girl walked out from the crowd. Because she flew too fast, the human figure she had just formed became weirdly distorted. She adjusted the shape of her body while smiling at Xiaohe.

"Lin Shouxi?"

Xiaohe looked at the people around him in shock.

One, two, three...

For a while, she couldn't count how many women there are here. They are all peerless beauties, but they seem to be carved out of the same mold. Looking around, this beautiful picture is not only not beautiful, Instead, it's scary.

Xiaohe can't imagine that he has gathered so many seemingly loyal beauties just by leaving him for a few days... Is it such a big restriction for him to keep him by his side?

This scene was too exaggerated. Apart from shock and bewilderment, she couldn't feel any other emotions for a while.

"Well, we are all traitors."

The saintess of the wooden tribe briefly explained the ins and outs of the matter. She said: "Now, Lin Shouxi is going to convince one of the most stubborn enemies, the brain. In the dragon's body, it is second only to the heart and the brain. If the bones can convince the brain, the odds of winning this battle will be much higher.”

"Why did you do this?" Xiaohe was puzzled.

"If Pale dies, each of us will be an ancient god, holding authority and being free. If Pale is born, each of us will fall into its control, and we will never be able to leave this body, you say , how will we choose?" the wooden saintess asked with a smile.

After the paleness is revived, the heart will rule everything, and their will will be crushed in an instant. No matter how powerful the new paleness is, what does it have to do with their victims?

If you live, everything will be meaningful.

Xiao He looked at her right arm and remained silent.

"By the way, where is the Taoshan Lord? Where did she go? Seeing our rebellion, shouldn't she come out and accuse us of our crimes hysterically? Why is she so quiet..." the wooden saint Look around, puzzled.

"You mean... her?"

Xiaohe pointed to the pieces of flesh and blood on the ground and asked.

Not only the saints of the Mu clan, but everyone's expression changed. They all raised their heads and looked at the heart. Bleeding scars!

"You killed her

? "

The wooden saintess asked tremblingly: "How is it possible? She relied on a great heart, how could she be killed?

The strength of the Holy King of Jiuming has been beyond imagination, but His Majesty the Emperor is even more incredible?

"She died of illness."

When Xiaohe spoke, her eyes fell on the broken blade, her eyes were depressed, as if she was mourning the corpse of an old friend.

She wiped off the blood stains on the death certificate, tore off a belt from her sleeve robe, and wrapped it around the sword body, as if bandaging its wound.

"Sick and dead..."

The wooden saintess stared at the sword, vaguely guessing something, and subconsciously moved away from it.

For a while, all the traitors present fell silent.

It was an eerie silence.

Xiaohe bandaged up the broken death certificate, and when she raised her head again, she found that all the women around her were staring at the "Peach Mountain" with fiery eyes.

For a while, they even forgot to maintain their beautiful bodies, turning into wriggling lumps of flesh under their hearts.

The heart above began to beat, and every time it beat, a huge amount of blood would burst out. The phantom bell ringing sounded with the beating of the heart, as if someone was counting down the time.

"What do you want to do?" Xiao He asked warily.

"Didn't you hear?"

The deformed wooden saint asked: "The heart is talking, can't you hear it?"

Xiao He frowned.

It was only then that she realized that this bell sound was a language that belonged exclusively to this palace of flesh and blood.

But as soon as she had a question, the guardian inheritance gave her a response.

Soon, she discovered that she could also understand the words of her heart.

Long's word order is very strange, but Xiaohe still understands the general idea:

The end of the Dharma is coming, but the heart is destroyed by disease. In such a short period of time, it cannot repair this huge gap. It will re-elect a consciousness body as the new "Mountain Master Taoshan", which will directly replace the old master. Become the new ruler of the heart.

Xiaohe knows what this means.

The heart is the core organ of a dragon, if it becomes the owner of the heart, and Pale wakes up in the future, it will also become Pale itself in one fell swoop!

It's like Sanhuamao and Shuyu becoming Cangbi and Xubai.

All of a sudden, everyone's minds changed.

They came here for rebellion, but at this moment, they all want to climb "Peach Mountain" and become its new master, the great pale king!

In the center of the heart, a gap like a deep ditch slowly opened. It was dozens of times larger than the deepest strait on the seabed.

It is an open throne, waiting for a new king to ascend.

The rebels are all powerful contenders for the throne. They came here in cooperation, but soon quarreled.

They all believe that they are the second most important organ in this body after the heart, and now that the owner of the heart is dead, they should take over the throne by themselves. These so-called holy women insisted on their own opinions, and no one could convince the other. If they hadn't made three chapters with Lin Shouxi in advance and were planted with the seal, they might have already fought.

Each of them is an ancient-level powerhouse, and the throne of Minggu is close at hand, so who among them is willing to step back?

The meaning of killing is getting more and more serious.

When the sword was on the verge of breaking out, a stern shout sounded, interrupting all this:

"Enough!"

Everyone followed the prestige.

I saw a girl in a black dress with disheveled hair slowly standing up from the flesh and blood. She slowly raised her head and looked at the quarreling crowd. There was a bit of violence in her scolding.

"Who is she?"

"Why is there someone here? Did you notice her just now?"

"No... But, she seems to have a familiar smell, a smell of the same kind? She is also an organ manifested here? No, it's impossible, how could there be such a weak spirit?"

"She's yelling at us? How dare she yell at us?"

"The origin is unknown, just kill it."

Hearing their voices, Xiaohe's face became more and more indifferent. She shook the broken death certificate in her hand and said coldly: "Whoever dares to move one step further, I will chop it off."

The quarrel ceased.

"So it's His Majesty's friend. If you said it earlier, we wouldn't be so noisy." The wooden saintess laughed.

Others are also ready to speak.

Bang——

Heart skipped a beat.

At the crack, countless slender threads of flesh and blood suddenly drilled out of it, and they intertwined and hung down, forming a pink staircase.

Everyone held their breath.

Xiaohe also understood immediately: Heart wants to choose a new owner on its own initiative.

These rebels are all looking forward to the ladder of flesh and blood hanging in front of them, and they all firmly believe that they are the only ones who have the qualifications to climb the ladder.

Xiao He came to kill Pai Bai, and she secretly made up her mind that no matter who becomes the new Taoshan Mountain Lord, she will kill her before he ascends the steps. She will keep killing until no one dares to climb up. More than three hundred Taoshan Mountain Lords were beheaded to death, and she didn't mind doing more murders.

The ladder of flesh and blood hangs down quietly.

Under the expectant and amazed gaze of the crowd, it hangs impartially in front of Mu Shijing.

"How is it possible?!"

The pupils of the wooden saintesses disappeared, leaving only a shocked white.

The other saintesses were also puzzled, and their language quickly collapsed in the confusion. When they opened their mouths again, their voices were as ugly as the crowing of crows.

Xiaohe also froze in place.

The moment the stairs fell, she belatedly remembered that Sister Mu was the owner of this heart.

It was she who brought her here herself.

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Behind Mu Shijing, the voice sounded again, it was like the ravings of a devil, and it carried a strong hope: "This is what my sister should be like, you and them have never been the same... .Go up, mount your throne, and awaken this great body.”

Mu Shijing turned a deaf ear to her words.

She just walked up to Xiaohe on her own, and took the shattered blade of the death certificate from her hand.

The world is absurd, and the death certificate is a disease that tried to kill her, but it has been with her for a hundred years as a sword.

Today, its end of life also seems to be some kind of omen.

"Don't stop me, my destiny has come, any blocking is futile."

Mu Shijing smiled at Xiaohe, she held the death certificate against her palm, and drew a scar from left to right with deep bones visible, she held the scar tightly like a sharp knife made of blood , calmly swear: "I will fulfill the wish of the death certificate."

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