I will Bury the Gods Chapter 274: : Wind and snow return to Shenshan

Latest URL: The sky suddenly began to rain.

Si Muxue didn't know how long she had been fleeing in the dense forest. On her, it seemed to be driving her forward.

Si Muxue staggered and took a few more steps, her legs covered in fine bloodstains finally couldn't support her, and she swayed limply.

She fell to the ground, gasping for breath, her red hair let loose.

She glanced behind her, but Lin Shouxi did not chase after her.

When the sword of thunder and lightning crossed the canyon and struck the golden Buddha, she ran away quietly, and quickly fled into the dense forest, running all the way without resting for a moment. By the way...

The moment the golden Buddha's paint peeled off, she guessed the truth. She knew that even if she ran away, Lin Shouxi would not bother to care about her, because the golden Buddha went to the master of the Taoist sect. Far more important than her life and death.

She must escape...

There is only one of the nine tails left, and she is no different from a useless person to her. If she does not escape, whether it is Lin Shouxi or the Golden Buddha who wins, she will undoubtedly die.

If she wants to survive, she can only rely on herself.

Si Muxue was lying on the ground, her red hair was wet from the drizzle, like cold ashes.

She doesn't like to lie on her stomach, it reminds her of the previous experience of being slapped by Lin Shouxi. As a goddess, how shameful it is to be treated like this by a boy under twenty years old?

In Si Muxue's memory, the first time she saw Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing in the Holy Land Hall, she only regarded them as little brothers and sisters, two pawns that could be manipulated at will.

It was she who was played in the palm of her hand in the end.

Si Muxue turned over with difficulty, facing the night sky.

The rain drifted into her eyes, but she couldn't make her blink.

She was numb, like a gray soul living in a beautiful body.

Thunder flashes in the sky, as if immortals were fighting in the sky, offering thousands of magic weapons.

Si Muxue smiled sadly and closed her eyes. Sleepiness swallowed her up.

But even in a dream, Lin Shouxi still refuses to let her go...

In the dream, she returned to the Holy Land Hall, still smiling and admiring the goddess gently, but not long after, the scene changed, and she found herself kneeling on the throne, humiliatingly bearing the whip, she She whispered to His Majesty for help, but no one could save her, only the enchanting snow-haired girl stood aside, bent down, and smiled slyly at her.

In the Hall of Holy Soil, in the Hall of Stars, under the statue of the emperor, in the Evil Spring Prison, in the Crooked Bridge of Cold Lake, in the Star Soil Nursery... there are various forms.

This dream is so long...

When she woke up, the rain had stopped, and the night sky was clear. Si Muxue was lying on this narrow forest road, and through the gaps in the leaves, she could see the Milky Way across the sky.

She got up from the ground, knelt and sat under the Milky Way, recalling the night when she realized Taoism, her heart gradually calmed down.

The starry sky is like a huge matrix, wrapping her peacefully.

"Are you guiding me?"

Si Muxue slowly got up, raised her head and raised her arms, touching the galaxy.

The Milky Way is like a giant Sinan, guiding her forward. She walks on the earth as if she is walking in her heaven.

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Amidst the torrential rain and thunder, Xing Yu withdrew his last sight.

When she was traveling south, this Taoist fairy had boasted her own strength, saying that her strength should be higher than Huashan Mountain in terms of mountain peaks. Fairy Jufeng is clearly a Ruanfan fairy who relies on her apprentices for food.

Later she also guessed that the strength of this fairy in white should be good, but she never imagined that she was not only good, she was so terrifying that she couldn't even imagine it!

Not only was the long street shattered, but the golden Buddha was also blasted hundreds of feet away. This golden Buddha is the manifestation of the law. And she...

"This punch is too heavy..."

When Xing Yu thought of the scene where the punch fell on him, he felt a pain in his chest.

"Because this punch came from that world, if it hadn't been for this punch traveling through the two worlds, the Buddha would have been blown out directly." The woman in red said quietly.

"Destroy directly?!" Xing Yu opened his mouth wide, and murmured, "She, what is her background? What is the world that sister is talking about?"

"My sister will tell you when you grow up." The woman in red gently stroked her head.

Xing Yu let out a weak cry.

They took advantage of the wind to fly through the heavy rain with the help of the dragon's supernatural powers, and came directly to the sea of ​​clouds. The sea of ​​clouds was silent and filled with silver-gray moonlight. The sound of mighty wind.

Xing Yu looked at the cloud below reluctantly, and asked: "Why don't you watch such a wonderful battle, I still want to see this immortal lord show his might..."

"It's not a good habit to join in the fun. Watch carefully, and you will be involved too." The woman in red smiled.

"No, she and I are good friends, and we won't be implicated." Xing Yu said vowedly.

"You are her good friend, not my sister." The woman in red shook her head and said with a smile, "Besides, my sister also got what she wanted."

She pocketed the golden bowl.

She has been waiting for this day since she went out to sea in the rain.

She used Xingyu to absorb the spiritual root of the key and put it in the golden bowl, but was blocked by the Golden Buddha, and she was unable to bring the golden bowl back to the Dragon Palace, so she was waiting for the master of the Taoist sect to recover. After she recovered, she fought the Golden Buddha to death. She took advantage of the chaos and escaped.

"Do you know why my sister has four hands?" The woman in red suddenly asked softly.

"Xing Yu doesn't know." Xing Yu shook his head seriously.

The woman in red stretched out her hand, sensing the wind in the sky, and said softly: "Xingyu, keep your eyes open later, don't be afraid."

"Don't worry, I'm very courageous now." Xing Yu said, patting his chest.

The woman in red looked up at the bright moon, took a long sip of the cold wind, and her red dress bulged.

Her two arms stretched out to her chest, turned into sharp claws, and the other two arms stretched behind her, unfolded in the wind, turning into slender wings with flaps, and her tail emerged from the back of the skirt, swinging lightly, Like a cloud. In the blink of an eye, the woman in red has turned into a completely different creature. The wind gathers under her wings, forming white hurricane columns one after another. She **** her wings, cleaves the waves against the sea of ​​clouds, and chases eastward all the way.

In a hundred years, this is the first time Xingyu has seen her sister's real body.

She originally thought that her sister was the same as herself, but until today, she realized that they are not of the same breed, her sister is more like...

Xing Yu looked at her for a while, and felt that she was more like a lizard with wings, but this kind of statement is too far-fetched. Her mysterious and majestic beauty does not belong to any creature on land. A word came to mind to describe this creature—dragon.

However, why are there dragons different from themselves in the world?

Is this why sister in red is avoiding that Taoist fairy?

Xing Yu was puzzled, but obediently did not ask any further questions. She hugged her sister's slender neck tightly.

The lithe and graceful red dragon tossed and turned a few times in the lead-blue clouds, fluttering around like a swallowtail butterfly, and quickly disappeared into the vast sea of ​​clouds without a trace.

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Dead City, in front of Guanyin Pavilion.

Gong Yu's white robe is like snow, and her tall and graceful figure is standing against the wind. She has one hand behind her back and one fist clenched at her waist, like an unmoving banner,

With her back facing the black Guanyin Pavilion with steep eaves, she stood on a cloud platform overlooking the ancient city, and walked down the broken long street after a while.

With Gongyu as the center, the true energy in the dead city surges from all directions and gathers towards Gongyu. This true energy is so rich and violent that it has caused countless monks to die with bruises on their wrists, but as soon as they approach Gongyu, It became extremely docile, like the gentle spring breeze.

Gong Yu breathed out lightly.

Her qi pills were flying around, so fast that they came to a standstill, and the true qi gathered like a river pouring backwards.

Before, the door of the Guanyin Pavilion was opened, and she broke in. After returning to the world of Shenshan, the cultivation base of the human **** realm poured into her body in an instant, and the mere ghost prison thorns could no longer trap her. Pull it out, and the blood hole on the shoulder also healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was as clean as jade in a blink of an eye.

She opened the gate to another world and returned to the dead city.

When she broke free from the shackles of the door and was about to travel between the two worlds, she punched out a punch in the human-god realm. He was directly blasted out of the city and crashed into the mountain wall outside the city.

The power filled her body again, making her feel the long-lost joy and satisfaction.

She has been a mortal for too long, and now she finally takes a step and returns to the blue sky.

Gong Yu walked through the long street and arrived outside the dead city.

She knew that the Golden Buddha would appear here.

Golden Buddha seems to be able to travel continuously on this land, but he must use Buddha as a medium. The Buddha nature of the statues of Guanyin Temple in the dead city has long been wiped out by evil gods, and the golden Buddha cannot perceive it, so the dead city is important to the Buddha. is an unknown location.

Jin Buddha is a cold puppet killer who knows how to produce strategies but has no thoughts.

The importance of finding the dead city is more important than killing demons and heretics in the eyes of the Golden Buddha.

The rubble pile broke open, and the golden Buddha stepped out of it, shaking off the dust on his body.

He lowered his head, glanced at the cobweb-like cracks on the golden chest, and became dull—in his perception, this body should be indestructible.

Golden Buddha raised his head, stared at Gong Yu, his eyes were filled with golden light, and he uttered a strange syllable.

"Do you really think you are the way of heaven? Absurd!"

Gong Yu listened to this weird syllable, shook her head slightly, her long eyes narrowed, revealing an awe-inspiring look: "The way of heaven is illusory, originally chaotic, high and far, but after it gave birth to the ambition of creating all things , He was also trapped by himself, Tiandao abandoned himself when he conceived all things, lost the holiness he should have, and became a weak holy spirit, what is the shape of Tiandao, you are just the holy spirit of "walking for the sky" That's all, it can't represent the Tao itself at all."

Gong Yu's white robe was swollen with true energy, like the wings of a seagull. She looked at the Golden Buddha with a bit of contempt.

"Forget it, you won't understand even if I say it, I'll beat you back wherever you came from." Gong Yu said coldly.

Golden Buddha did not understand, but the rebelliousness of Gongyu was enough to make Buddha angry.

In front of the golden Buddha standing upright, the Buddha's light lit up under his feet, and the ancient characters were arranged neatly and orderly, spinning rapidly, forming a rapidly expanding array. This is the Demon Subduing Formation formed by refining thousands of demons from the Golden Buddha sacrifice, and immediately imprisoned Gongyu.

"I am not a demon, why do you trap me?"

Gong Yu shook her head lightly. On the powerful and incomparable demon-subduing formation, Gong Yu raised her jade feet and began to walk. At first she walked very slowly, like walking through a swamp, sloppy. Soon, she became lighter and lighter. Walking in the courtyard, seeing the crouching demon array as nothing.

The Golden Buddha made another strange sound.

A translucent golden giant palm was born in the air, with red light on the edge, and it pressed down heavily on Gong Yu. It is very similar to the Prajna palm of Shaolin, but the mystery of this palm is so deep that even a hundred Shaolin abbots can hardly get a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg.

Gong Yu stands still, holding the back with one hand and lifting with the other.

The giant golden palm was held up by her like a mountain peak, lifting the weight as if it were light.

"Not much." Gong Yu sneered again.

With a twist of her wrist, she strangled her five fingers, and the golden Buddha palm was soon covered with cracks and fell apart, forming a golden rain. In the golden rain, another golden palm fell from the sky, like a Tathagata descending a demon.

Gong Yu unceremoniously punched the air, smashing the palm again.

After the palm was broken, the Golden Buddha pointed out a finger, and in front of him, a string of golden Buddhist beads appeared out of thin air, spinning at high speed, covering Gongyu.

Gong Yu walked by.

The golden Buddha beads shattered when touched.

The Golden Buddha continues to sacrifice magic weapons, including the Buddha's magic pestle, the Vajra seal, the sky-holding Zen staff, and the holy robes. Each of them contains a law that is enough to make all living beings retreat and the law of demons to kneel. !

They illuminate the sky beyond the dead city with golden light, like the golden sun rising ahead of time, and the sky full of stars and moons suddenly fades away.

Kongyu was not blocked.

Every time she took a step, she handed out a punch, and after each punch, a magic weapon would be cracked. After seven steps, Gong Yu and the golden Buddha were only an arm apart, and there was no more magic weapon between them. .

The golden Buddha smiled.

A flower grows between his fingers, and the petals bloom accordingly, opening and falling, like countless moments of freeze-frame.

"I was born under the universe, and I can cry and laugh freely. Why bother? I am outside the world, and I have renounced my name. What do you use to suppress me?" Gong Yu shook her head slightly, and said coldly.

She also pointed a finger.

The light of the moonlight flows between the fingers, from the clear to the faint, like Taoist Taisu.

Flowers decay and turn into ashes.

There is nothing between the two of them.

Gong Yu punched straight, without fancy, directly hitting the forehead of the Golden Buddha.

She had suppressed it for too long, and finally she was able to display her mighty cultivation, and when she made a move again, it was already devastating!

The golden Buddha punched, and was blasted into the mountain again, and the light was dim.

Gong Yu twisted her wrist, as if she had just warmed up, her body was tense, her knees slightly bent, her body shot out like a cannonball, turned into a rainbow, and directly hit the mountain where the Golden Buddha was buried.

The landslides and the ground cracked, and the stars and the moon lost their brilliance.

This is a great battle that no one witnessed. The Heavenly Dao, which overwhelms all things, lost its control here, and became the overturned cloud and rain in the palm of this Taoist fairy. The Golden Buddha has never encountered such a difficult enemy. , and can't understand why she is an exception to the absolute law.

Gong Yu was also puzzled by the root cause, but she vaguely remembered that when she was young, her mother told her that she was blessed by the gods and was born extraordinary.

The so-called blessing of the gods should be related to the 'True Kingdom'. She was puzzled for the time being and just punched wantonly.

Sometimes she leaps high and coincides with the bright moon, wrapping the shadow of the full moon in the sky with Mount Tai surpassing the North Sea, and smashes down, punching the golden Buddha into the rock formation, and sometimes pinching the golden Buddha's neck , threw him high, and hit him hard with his knee, which shattered his breastbone and made his golden light dim.

The Golden Buddha seemed to have encountered a real nemesis. Under Gong Yu's unrivaled fist, he "went up to the sky and entered the earth", and more and more cracks appeared in his originally indestructible golden body.

Gong Yu is still spotless in her white robe, but her aura is rising day by day, climbing to the top.

She is like a fairy who has been banished from the moon palace, and she is as tyrannical as the scorching sun. world!

The mountains were flattened, and the night clouds were gone.

The Golden Buddha is already a piece of porcelain that is about to break, and the golden light in his pupils is getting darker and darker.

Gong Yu breathed out, ready to send him the last punch, directly smashing the body of law, the golden Buddha clasped his hands together and sang the last Buddha's chant.

A resounding voice resounded above the night sky, like Huang Zhong Da Lu, ancient and long.

Gong Yu looked up.

In the night sky, there seems to be an invisible Buddhist temple hanging. A big Buddha is ringing a bell in the sky. The sound seems to smash the bright moon into pieces.

Lin Shouxi and others also heard this distant sound.

They didn't stop for a moment, and rushed at full speed, and it was already midnight when the three of them arrived in front of the dead city.

Standing outside this familiar dead city and looking up at the night sky, Lin Shouxi saw a white rainbow rising from the ground.

Xiaohe quickly activated the spiritual root of sound, sealing the piercing sound like a blade.

Then, they saw the terrifying scene in front of Chang'an City.

Those pink meat Buddhas exuding a fishy smell appeared from nowhere. They squirmed endlessly in front of the dead city, like mountains of flesh full of vitality. The true Buddha who came to save all living beings.

Lin Shouxi, Xiaohe, and Su Xiying pulled out their weapons one after another and pointed at these ugly monsters.

At this time, a cold fairy voice came from the sky:

"When the human race was not yet born, the Buddha walked on the earth, chanting the Dharma, and the Sanskrit singing echoed in the barren wilderness. Countless original substances that listened to the Dharma were inspired and condensed to form one after another. They followed behind the Buddha, wriggled their bodies, and walked the earth with him, spreading the Buddha's light all over the fields.

These primitive flesh want to cultivate Buddha. They don't know the Dharma, but they can sing and recite Buddhist scriptures. They don't know how to cultivate the right fruit, but they know that the Buddha has thousands of hands and eyes, which can penetrate the three realms and six realms, so they also have a thousand hands, a thousand eyes, and three thousand tongues. True disciple of Buddha. "

It is the voice of Gongyu.

Changhong fell in the air and hit the dead city.

She spread her hand, and the sword in Xiaohe's hand came out as if summoned, and spun in the air, flying into Gong Yu's palm, and she held it tightly.

Then, Gong Yu's figure disappeared in place.

Sword light emerges out of thin air like the wind.

A white line lit up, shuttled between dozens of pink meat Buddhas, and turned into continuous afterimages.

After a breath, Gong Yu returned to the original place, his white clothes standing tall, as if he had never moved.

The breeze blows.

A neat tangent line appeared on dozens of pink meat Buddhas without exception.

The flesh Buddha collapsed and turned into pus, and tens of thousands of eyeballs fell to the ground, like black seeds sprinkled on the ground.

After the death of the meat Buddha, the golden Buddha fell from the empty Buddhist hall in the air, with cracks all over his body, but he was not dead yet.

Gong Yu sacrificed the ghost prison thorn.

This is a god-killing weapon. It once imprisoned her, but now it has become her knife and dagger.

The ghost prison thorn streaked across the air, piercing into the body of the falling golden Buddha.

The golden Buddha, which was still in mid-air, was fixed by the ghost prison thorn, and after hovering slightly, it exploded into golden fireworks together with the ghost prison thorn.

The Golden Buddha died away.

Gong Yu stood under the golden flowing fire all over the sky, looking like a god-man.

"Master..." Xiaohe was slightly dazed.

"Hush."

Gong Yu made a silent gesture.

The moment the golden Buddha shattered, an angry roar fell from the empty sky and resounded through the world.

The clear moonlight disappeared, replaced by clouds...

Unprecedented calamity clouds gathered here, they collided and softened, forming a towering giant peak, which almost stood up to the sky and seemed to press the entire continent into the sea!

Gong Yu killed the Golden Buddha and touched the bottom line of the way of heaven. This catastrophe, unprecedented and unprecedented, is about to come.

Everyone felt an absolute chill.

Under the chill, all spirits, no matter how strong or weak, will die if touched!

The huge peaks piled up by the robbery clouds pressed down on the entire dead city, and the gap between the clouds and the earth was rapidly closing.

No one can stop such a catastrophe, not even Gongyu.

But it never occurred to her to block.

"Grab my hand." Gong Yu said.

The four held hands.

Behind Gong Yu, the radiant door opened again.

Opening the door twice in a short period of time was a huge drain on the body, even Gong Yu couldn't bear it, and soon the seven orifices were bleeding, and the eyebrows were cracked.

But as usual, she didn't groan in pain.

In the gate of another world, light-colored silk threads flew out, entangled Gong Yu, Gong Yu looked at the three people in front of him, smiled, and seemed to say: Now, it is the teacher who protects you.

Jieyun pressed down and touched the ground, perfectly fitting.

At the same time.

In the snow-covered ancient courtyard, Qilin, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly woke up and kept jumping.

The door of the void is opened, and it will be closed in a moment.

Four figures fell from the air and landed on the carpet-like thick snow.

Lin Shouxi stood up unsteadily, and looked around.

The fairy tower is beautiful, and the snow garden is quiet.

In the blink of an eye, they returned from the dead city to Yunkong Mountain, and back to the Daomen Xianlou!

The tense heartstrings finally loosened.

"It's home."

Gong Yu wiped off the blood on his lips, and said with a sigh of relief.

After saying this, the great fairy who just killed the Golden Buddha didn't want to say anything more, she turned around and walked towards the fairy tower, halfway there, Gong Yu suddenly stopped, she turned around Turn around and look towards the red pavilion.

Others also looked at the red pavilion at the Taoist gate.

In the past, they often drank in the red pavilion, but today, in the supposedly cool red pavilion, there is someone lying drunk.

The man in the black silk and white dress has a graceful figure and is unspeakably seductive.

"Chuchu..."

Lin Shouxi's heart trembled, and he was about to greet him.

Xiaohe has already set off first, rushing to the red pavilion.

Looking at the seductive figure of the fairy in a white dress lying drunk on the bench, she wanted to touch it, but when she remembered the matter of robbing her husband, she immediately put her hands on her hips, put aside her sisterly love for a while, and held up her full On a shelf, he said coldly: "Chu Yingchan, wake up!"

"Drinking so much with a poor capacity for alcohol, I really deserve a beating!"

Seeing that the fairy didn't respond, Xiaohe couldn't help being annoyed. She raised her palm and slapped it up. After more than a dozen slaps, the fairy finally moved. Turning, eyes full of haze and confusion.

Xiaohe's hand was frozen in the air~IndoMTL.com~Chu... Empress Chu? You... why are you here? "

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