I will Bury the Gods Chapter 112: : Dragons fight in the wild

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The wind blows.

A strong wind fell from the sky.

Manuscripts with hundreds of thousands of words fluttered in the wind like paper money at a funeral.

The giant dragon spread its wings enough to cover the entire village. Its wings were like scissors, retracting and vibrating in the sky, as if the night was not illuminated by the rising sun, but cut open abruptly by his wings, revealing Thereafter the essence of azure.

Mu Shijing wanted to get up, but his body was unreasonably pushed back on the rock, and the black skirt danced like a dragonfly's wings.

She couldn't believe the picture in front of her, all of this happened unexpectedly, eclipsing the glare of the morning sun.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Shouxi's tears were instantly dried by the wind. He had just woken up and his consciousness was still chaotic, but the world in his eyes was unprecedentedly open.

He stared at the shadow on the mulberry tree. Under the clear sky, fiery anger and silent coldness overlapped on that chilling figure at the same time. He felt a sense of familiarity, but he didn't know this familiarity. from where.

"Master..."

Mu Shijing repeated it again, she was staring at it, still confirming the other party's identity.

No mistake, it must be Master...

Master came to this world... No! Maybe she was originally from this world!

Her words were very soft, and the wind pressed them back into her throat as soon as she uttered them, but Lin Shouxi still recognized the two words from the shape of her lips, Master...

The master of the Taoist sect in the past world, the behind-the-scenes leader of the Yunding Ranking... At the same time, he was also the one who destroyed the Demon Sect.

The pupils of the boy and the girl burst out with completely different brilliance.

To Mu Shijing, this is a mentor, but to Lin Shouxi, this is a sworn enemy!

But even though this master has a relationship with them all, he didn't cast his sight here at all.

The woman's fox fur fluttered, and the cold air was strong. Her feet were not hurt, but her killing intent was gone.

The one who came was Gongyu.

She looked at the giant dragon leaping over the Three Realms Mountain, and she was in a trance.

Even though the dragon changed the color of its pupils and the shape of its heart, she still recognized it at a glance.

Three hundred years have passed since the day the wall was broken. In these three hundred years, she originally thought that she would have no chance to kill her enemies, but today, this blue dragon corpse finally appeared in front of her again. , this is the gift of cruel fate. She doesn't need to prepare, she has prepared for this day for three hundred years.

"Evil obstacle."

Han Feng unsheathed.

Winter has not yet come, and the sky is already covered with snow.

…

The crushing wind becomes biting as the temperature plummets.

It kept blowing, as if it wanted to flatten the facial features.

Lin Shouxi stood up against the strong wind.

He looked at the giant dragon in the sky and knew that Sanhuamao was in a very bad condition. Last night, Sanhuamao kept saying that he was fine. At that time, he also felt abnormal, but he only thought it was tired or soil Dissatisfied.

Now it seems that things are far from being as simple as I thought.

The dragon's roar resounded through the heavens and the earth. Although the roar was still majestic, it contained mania and madness.

Sanhuamao is really crazy.

It is like a drowning cat, struggling in the water for a day and a night, finally exhausted, and finally decided to give up. Can't do it either. So be it, the story never has to be perfect, the blank space at the end is its last talent.

The drowning cat took one last look at the illusory mirage on the sea, and gave up its resistance.

The anxious shouts of Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing on the Three Realms Mountain were swallowed up by the wind, making them inaudible.

The consciousness of the Cangbi King swallowed it.

At the end of the coma, it issued an order to its body to flap its wings and fly north.

Fly as far as you can, and let him sleep in the polar regions of the north.

In the colorful heart, the flesh and blood suddenly turned into a highly corrosive liquid, and the girl's graceful figure was soaked in it, gradually being dissolved.

In the last remnant, the cold light cut over.

…

Gongyu has disappeared on the mulberry tree.

On the top of the mulberry tree, a white rainbow emerged out of thin air, like a bridge, connecting her with the giant dragon. Wherever the woman's figure passed, the air vibrated with strong wind and thunder.

A blazing fire burned on her sword, and this flame in her rainbow-like figure was like a gorgeous flower blooming in the snow, except that its petals were condensed by hatred, anger, and resentment.

Even though the dragon corpse's consciousness is chaotic, it still feels hostility. It vibrates its wings and hovers in the air.

Dragon Corpse didn't know what he realized, but he lost his mind for a moment.

In this moment of trance, Gong Yu's falcon-like figure swooped over its skeleton, approaching the huge heart, the sword swung with flames, and whipped it up like a giant whip!

The colorful scales on the surface are the armor protecting the heart. When the sword collided with the scales, it was like firecrackers bound to the heart igniting. of blood.

The three-flower cat's cry of pain resounded in his heart.

It wanted to fall into a long sleep, but was awakened again by the pain of broken bones, screaming like a baby whose neck was strangled.

This is the corpse of the Cangbi King. Even if its current realm is maintained between the red gold, the power it possesses is by no means comparable to that of the ordinary golden red dragon king.

Gong Yu only slashed with a sword, although she had destroyed countless scales, before she had time to slash again, the dragon had already spread its wings into the sky, and the strong wind under the wings pressed her to the ground.

Three hundred years ago, under the city wall, the giant dragon's sharp claws tore through the wall and stepped into the country where she lived. The corpse's pupils turned from blue to red, and she is no longer the little girl she was back then, she has the power to fight against it!

"This time... I won't let you escape again."

The woman's fox fur trembled, she bowed her knees, and jumped up again. The anger she gushed out turned into a real temperature, and all the manuscripts in the sky were ignited together. fly.

The Cangbi King roared threateningly at this human who dared to approach, but the roar that was enough to make thousands of creatures kneel down couldn't slow down the woman's figure a bit.

She came against the sky, and the sword aimed at the dragon's head.

The King of Cangbi opened his giant bone jaws, and the scorching dragon's breath condensed in its mouth, and poured it on the head of the fox-fur woman. Gong Yu had expected that her attack on the head was just a cover, because the dragon corpse The only fatal weakness was the heart. The moment the dragon's breath was exhaled, she folded her body, circled behind it with a huge swing, pierced through the hollow of its ribs, and slashed towards the heart again.

The swords were shining, and they were covered with scales. The colorful new heart was far more fragile than its bones. In a blink of an eye, it looked like a scarred koi.

Although Gong Yu's murderous intentions are extreme, she is still not impatient. Fighting with a dragon is dangerous. Even if the opponent is a fallen crazy dragon, she may be torn apart by the dragon's sharp claws at any time .

Gong Yu slashed with a sword, and his figure quickly pulled away, spinning around the dragon corpse and snail fog, disturbing its spirit.

The dragon corpse kept breathing out the dragon's breath, and the dragon's breath fell on the Three Realms Mountain, directly melting the hard rock into soft mud, but this terrifying breath did not reach the woman's fox fur at all.

She is too familiar with dragon corpses.

In the following three hundred years, she has fought with the dragon corpses captured by Shenshan more than once, and she has already known many of the habitual attacks of this species.

"Master, Master——"

Gong Yu's killing intent was in full swing, and Mu Shijing ran against the wind, shouting her name.

Gong Yu glanced down, but said coldly: "Shut up."

She doesn't want to hear anything right now.

In the sky, the figure of Gong Yu was flying around the dragon corpse, frequently smashing the sword light on the dragon corpse's heart, and the scales on the surface of the heart were broken and peeled off. In front of Gong Yu's sword, it was no different from the serum of an egg.

And in this slurry, a figure is vaguely outlined.

Gong Yu had noticed this figure a long time ago - it was vaguely the shadow of a young girl.

At first, she thought she was wrong, because if it was true, it would be extremely terrifying... Humans are hidden in the heart of the dragon corpse. Manipulated?

Ridiculous...

Although Gong Yu subconsciously denied it, these three hundred years have also taught her that even the most incredible things may be true, and the only thing that can tell the truth is her own eyes.

She wants to cut open this heart to see what is hidden inside!

But this time, her sword was blocked.

For thousands of years, human cultivators have done many tests, confirming that dragon corpses only have hearts and no brains, and only a small amount of wisdom is hidden in their bodies. The shadow of wisdom can be seen on the dragon corpse in front of him.

It pretended to sell its flaws to lure Gongyu to attack, but at the critical moment it withdrew its claws to protect, and the five claws closed together like a cage. If Gongyu's attention was not really concentrated, he might be seriously injured now.

Although the dragon corpse's grip was empty, the blazing dragon's breath spewed out again, and was filtered into four translucent red lights by the fingers, pouring straight down.

The dragon's breath divided into four, blocking the space for her to retreat. Gong Yu waved his sword to block it. The fire seemed to burn her whole body up.

Gong Yu was suppressed by the dragon's breath, and fell obliquely in the sky, hitting Zhuojiang like a meteorite.

The turbid river is surging.

When Gong Yu's figure was about to touch the water surface, she stopped suddenly, and tapped the water surface lightly with her toes. In an instant, the power of the dragon's breath on her was transferred to the turbid river, and the ripples spread, and the waves were caressed wherever they went. Flat, the turbulence is no longer, just like the river blocked by heavy snow.

The fox-fur girl stood floating on the water, like a Luoshen facing the waves, the sword in her hand was burnt red by the dragon corpse, she held the sword in her backhand, and directly plunged it into the water, quenching the sword with the river water!

A moment later, she drew the sword out of the water.

White fog surrounds.

In the sky above, the dragon corpse was floating with its wings hanging down, its head and tail almost rounded, its red golden eyes staring at the fox-fur woman, as if thinking about some complicated problem.

Gong Yu also raised his head to look at it, his pupils were as cold as a void.

Broken city walls, fleeing figures, crying all over the mountains and plains...Mother, father, master... Her tranquility has been destroyed by this dragon corpse, and she wants to repay all the pain at this moment.

It's a pity that even if she really kills the other party, the deceased still can't go back.

She thought that three hundred years had already diluted her emotions, and she could look back on the past calmly, but before the big revenge was about to be avenged, what occupied her heart was not pleasure, but regret. Sorry for the injustice.

Go to hell.

Gong Yu jumped up again.

The power that was suppressed in the water before was released with her departure, the water surface exploded, the cliff shattered, the cliff rocks were destroyed, and a huge amount of white water went up the wall like a blade, soaring into the sky, turning into A blinding downpour.

Gong Yu's sword light tore through the rain curtain, and slashed at the giant dragon with the determination to burn a stone.

This dragon doesn't know what hesitating. It seems that it has lost even its combat experience, hanging in the sky in a daze.

The sword light pierced obliquely, completely tearing the scales of the heart.

Colored heart blood spatter.

The sound of mourning resounded throughout the world.

The dragon corpse lost its strength, and Gong Yu held the sword against it, and fell from a high altitude to the Three Realms Mountain.

Like a tall building crushed by dust.

The earth shakes and the mountains shake.

The woman in fox fur stepped on the dragon's corpse, her gaze was cold and haughty looking down, a huge heart appeared naked in front of her, and the figure inside became more and more slender.

She raised her sword, ready to cut her heart.

"Stop!"

The moment the sword was about to fall, Lin Shouxi rushed towards him, shouting with all his might. He knew that as long as the sword falls, the kind-hearted and unrestrained three-flowered cat will die completely. His family has been destroyed by this woman, and he doesn't want to see his partner killed in front of him again. die.

Just facing this woman, the giant dragon with red golden pupils could only prostrate at her feet. How could Lin Shouxi be her opponent at such a young age?

He can't think so much anymore, he just wants to try his best to prevent all this from happening!

How could Gong Yu stop his actions because of a young man's words?

What's more, what he holds in his hand is Zhan Palace.

Zhan Gong... This is clearly his sword. What does this boy want to do? Do you want to flood the Dragon King Temple with flood water?

Gong Yu's expression was cold.

"Although this sword is not bad, it seems that it is really not qualified to kill the former Cangbi King." Gong Yu looked at the sword in his hand that was bent like a snake spear, and said lightly: "Your name is... Lin Shouxi? Really? Just thank you for sending Zhan Palace for me."

Gong Yu stretched out his hand to grab it.

The Zhan Gong sword in Lin Shouxi's hand seemed to be hooked by a rope, and he pulled it suddenly. He has not yet reached the pure gold state, how can he win the sword with the human **** state?

The sword was seized instantly.

Because he held his hand too tightly, after the hilt of the sword forcibly slashed across his palm, his palm was already bloody.

Zhan Gong flew into Gong Yu's hands, shining brightly.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the colorful heart. The heart breath was weak, and she seemed to have fallen into a coma.

The Zhan Palace hangs up.

This sharp blade once killed the Space-Time Demon God, and now it is about to cut the heart of the Cangbi King.

The rocks of the Three Realms Mountain were dissolved. Lin Shouxi stood there, his feet stuck in a swamp, and he was struggling to move. He held his wrists, stared at the fox fur in front of him with blade-like eyes, and stared at this door. The master's graceful and tall figure, pupils full of resentment and hatred.

Mu Shijing may be his old enemy, but this woman is the real murderer who destroyed the demon sect! It's a pity that when this woman appeared in front of him, he didn't have the strength to defeat her yet.

"Ding——"

Lin Shouxi hung down his sleeves, his face was gray, and he uttered a word.

There was no mana fluctuation, but Gong Yu was really stuck in place, remembering the monthly test that he would never forget in his life, and he used similar methods to defeat his fellow disciples. At the same time, looking at Lin Shouxi's figure standing against the light, she suddenly felt familiar. This familiarity was the feedback given to her by intuition, and was quickly rejected by her rationality.

It's been three hundred years, it's time to let go...

Gong Yu shook his head and chuckled lightly, stabbing down with the sword.

The heart was easily pierced, and blood spattered.

…

Set——

Time seems to go back three hundred years ago.

The three-flowered cat realizes that it has become the king of blue. It has already destroyed and crossed the city wall. Looking back, what it trampled all the way was a **** road full of corpses.

I... what am I doing?

Sanhua Mao felt at a loss.

It looked around, and there were piles of corpses beside it. Among the corpses, there were still a few figures standing vaguely. These figures were either exhausted from fighting or dying. The Taoist companions in white skirts were quite firm, and their **** hands were still holding the sword, as if the flesh and blood had coagulated with the hilt.

"Ding——"

This is the voice of the woman in the green skirt.

She stretched out her five fingers like flowers, pointing at herself from a distance, as if uttering some kind of mantra or spell.

At this moment, she understood her daughter's state of mind when she was driven to despair. ,

But she never had the chance to hug Xiaoyu again.

They have exhausted all their strength and exhausted their lives, but let alone piercing its heart, even temporarily stopping its pace is extremely difficult to do.

The woman in the green skirt's 'fixation' had no effect, and the low growl of the dragon corpse seemed to be mocking.

The three-flowered cat was really frightened by the sound, but its body kept on calling, and it kept walking forward.

The woman in the green skirt lowered her hand and gave up resistance.

The young man in white clothes is protecting her.

"I hope Xiaoyu can grow up safely."

"Of course, she was blessed by the gods."

"God..."

"Well, the great god, we have seen the **** in the polar regions of the north."

“…”

The woman in the green skirt thought of something and remained silent.

The Cangbi King looked at them, opened his mouth, and the dragon's breath gathered in his mouth, and was about to spray them on the head. How many times stronger.

Sanhuamao knew that these two people would soon be reduced to ashes~IndoMTL.com~ But something unexpected happened to it.

The man in white covered the face of the woman in the green skirt with his sleeves. He raised his head, not only was he not burned to ashes by the dragon's breath, on the contrary, his body revealed a holy and bright light, especially the pair of pupils , more revealing the pure golden color.

This is...

The three-flowered cat's heart twitched as if being stared at by a god.

"I remember."

These were the last words of the young man in white. He stood up against the breath of the dragon and opened his hands.

"It turned out to be me, mastered me."

All dharmas will come when they are called.

His body was dissolved by Wanfa, condensed into the shape of a sword, pierced through the air, and stabbed the dragon's heart.

The sword pierces the heart.

The three-flowered cat's pupils shrank suddenly, and it let out a miserable scream.

On the Mountain of the Three Realms, the sword that Gong Yu pierced couldn't go down, it was grabbed by a pale hand—the girl's hand.

The girl hidden in her heart opened her hand and held Zhan Gong. She didn't know where the strength came from, and forced the sword out of her heart!

In an instant, the red gold pupils turned into blue.

Gong Yu's expression froze, Feng Jian stepped back.

The blue color flashed past, and then turned back to red pupils, as if the color at that moment was just a means of intimidation.

But that's enough.

While the Gongyu retreated, the giant dragon soared into the sky and fled to the north with wings flapping.

Although a cultivator can walk against the wind for a short time, but the dragon wants to go, how can manpower chase it?

Lin Shouxi looked at the fleeing dragon and smiled.

Mu Shijing watched it fly away, although she didn't know what the future would be, she was relieved, she knew that it wasn't the dragon corpse or the king of blue that flew away in the end, but the three-flowered cat...

Only Gong Yu stood where he was, dressed in fox fur as white as ice and snow.

After a long time, she finally spoke:

"Kill him."