I will Bury the Gods Chapter 390: : Blood and flowers

The deep sea is pitch black, but the icy face of the immortal invitation is clearly visible. Under the thick and slender eyelashes, the blood-colored eyes are as deep as the sea, but with the sadness of a woman when she pities and falls.

Lin Shouxi and the others had an illusion at the same time: she was not a human being, but an innocent soul who had died on the seabed for thousands of years.

Fear permeates with the strange smile, and the sea water freezes together with their blood.

Lin Shouxi quickly pushed Mu Shijing and Xiaohe aside, and formed a water shield as hard as ice with his sword scriptures, blocking them and Xianyuan.

Something even more terrifying happened.

Xianyuan is a real ghost. She easily passed through the water shield, and her snow-white fingers gently stretched towards Lin Shouxi's neck.

"Be careful, she's behind!" Mu Shijing shouted.

When everyone's attention was attracted by this terrifying ghost, behind the three of them, a giant narcissus flower glowing with white light had slowly opened its petals, enveloping them.

This is the ultimate move to attack the east and the west.

Lin Shouxi immediately mobilized his sword scriptures, condensed the surrounding sea water into a wall, and rushed towards Narcissus. Like a pebble hitting a stone.

Not only did the water wall not hurt the narcissus, but it became its nourishment, making its petals grow further. The pure white petals are already a huge mouth in the abyss, and they will be devoured in the next moment.

"Follow me!"

When it was extremely critical, Xiaohe suddenly scolded. The petals close together.

The surrounding sea water turned into countless water arrows, which were scattered in all directions.

Lin Shouxi and the others miraculously escaped from the crack where the petals closed. The crack seemed small compared to the whole flower, but it was just big enough for them to escape.

"How do you know you can escape from here?" Mu Shijing was surprised by Xiaohe's judgment. Xiaohe didn't answer.

The snow-haired girl pursed her lips into a line, concentrating on it.

Mu Shijing immediately understood that Xiaohe was using her foresight root.

In just a moment, Xiaohe used her advanced foresight root to glimpse countless possibilities, and grabbed a ray of life amidst countless deaths.

Although they escaped Narcissus, they did not escape Xian Yao's pursuit. There are still dangers in the deep sea.

Sure enough, without giving any chance to breathe, in the sea water, there are countless flower buds born out of thin air. The slender flower buds are like countless squids closing their bodies. They hang quietly in the sea water, peeping at the three fleeing people, waiting for an order to come out in full force.

Although Lin Shouxi's law of water is powerful, it will eventually appear weak when facing a strong enemy at the crushing level. Xiao He fully activates her foresight spirit root.

In a sense, foreseeing the spiritual root depends on calculation. For the grasp and calculation of the line of cause and effect, she is grateful for the time she spent studying with the second senior sister. More than ten sums and differences accumulate business distress, which is far from the depth of the current sea of ​​knowledge.

Xiaohe led them to narrowly escape several waves of deadly attacks.

However, her narrow escape did not bring hope to Xiaohe, her power consumption was intense, and the further she went, the less she could see the possibility of escape.

"Xiaohe, don't overdraw!"

Seeing her pale face and shortness of breath, Mu Shijing quickly grabbed her hand.

Xiaohe's heartbeat quickens, and the dragon blood in her body is flowing at an unreasonable speed. Although she still calculates the spiritual roots parasitic on the causal line, after the calculation, she feels that their only chance of survival may be the sky. A meteorite fell.

Above them, there are countless flowers hanging upside down in full bloom, which are as beautiful as magic. When you listen carefully, you can even hear faint singing.

It was Xianyuan humming a ballad.

The singing is so moving that the sea water is no longer salty, and the flowers are catalyzed together, blooming one by one at a speed visible to the naked eye, paving the deep seabed into a fairyland.

Mu Shijing kept calling for help to the lady deep in his heart.

Miss didn't give her any response as if she never existed. When Mu Shijing came back to his senses, he found that Lin Shouxi was no longer by his side.

She looked up in shock, and found that Lin Shouxi had rushed towards the dazzling sea of ​​flowers instead of retreating! "Make enemies!"

Lin Shouxi opened his hands and uttered two words.

This is one of the spells taught to them by Master Yun in the Cliff Garden. He only used it once when the realm of the gods collapsed, and this is the second time.

The scattered flowers were attracted by him and rushed towards him. "Don't-"

As if a nightmare had been awakened again, Mu Shijing looked up in horror. In less than a blink of an eye, Lin Shouxi was wrapped in hundreds of dried flowers. Deep in it, life and death do not know!

Lin Shouxi wanted to rely on his tyrannical physique and immortal dao fruit to resist Xianyuan's attack.

His Dao Fruit has only been shaken by the spiritual root of Healing when facing special evils. This is the second time he has been shaken. While the flowers are blooming and failing, his Immortal Dao Fruit is being twisted into twists little by little.

I can't wait until the Immortal Dao Fruit is destroyed. His body couldn't bear it at first.

There were streaks of bloodstains on his muscles, which were stronger than steel, and the bloodstains that were originally thin and cracked became bigger and bigger, and the flowers were nourished by the blood and continued to swell. Between the ups and downs, Lin Shouxi couldn't hold on for too long. Lin Shouxi only relied on one thought.

He is betting that the fairy invitation will not be able to keep these flowers for too long. But he bet wrong.

"I don't know how many years I haven't tasted such delicious blood."

Xianyuan's voice sounded in his ears, slightly drunk, but to him it was no different from the thunder of death. The sea of ​​flowers disappeared.

Lin Shouxi opened his eyes and saw the fairy invitation hanging in front of him.

Like heaven and man descending, the blue-purple skirt of Xianyuan is like a dream born by the sea. From the moment he saw her, Lin Shouxi didn't feel any pain, or in other words, the pain was transformed into other forms, For example, the weakness after singing and singing every night, I just want to let people sleep peacefully and fall drunk in the gentle country.

"You have a familiar aura on you, dear, let me see what your secret is, it doesn't hurt." Xian Yao's hypnotic words revealed a hint of charm.

But no matter how seductive her words are, her cheeks are still icy and unchanged for thousands of years, as if two completely different souls are entangled in her body.

Xianyuan's fingers bloomed like flowers, brushing towards Lin Shouxi's eyebrows. next moment.

The angry roar of the dragon sounded behind him.

All the flowers attached to Lin Shouxi's body were torn to pieces.

A pair of hands covered with white scales passed through Lin Shouxi's ribs and hugged him in his arms. His **** back was pressed against the girl's chest. The girl's chest was still soft, but her body Now that she has transformed into a dragon, the pear-white cotton skirt was torn apart by the blade-like dragon scales and armor thorns, and the two wings that grew out of her back tore off the fabric. The dragon scales covered her graceful body, and her forehead grew horns, as if under In an instant, he will become a real black dragon! "Xiaohe?!"

Lin Shouxi was shocked.

The red rope used for sealing on Xiaohe's arm has been untied, and Mu Shijing is holding it tightly in his hand at this moment. Looking at this scene, Mu Shijing also felt oppressed like suffocation.

"Are you crazy?"

Lin Shouxi wanted to cut his wrist to feed Xiaohe's blood, but then he found that he didn't need to cut his wrist at all, he was covered in blood now.

Xiaohe didn't give any answer, nor tasted his blood. The snow-haired girl looked up.

The eyes are extremely cold.

There was no figure above them, but everyone saw one after another **** footprints, coming from far and near! It was as if the lord of purgatory came down from Fengdu wielding a sickle, and the traces she walked turned into a dark staircase falling down from the mortal world!

After transforming into a dragon, Xiao He roared and rushed over.

"Whose dragon blood is this?" Xian Yao also felt a little confused, she said: "It seems that you all have a lot of secrets, if you don't hear anything tonight, I can let you live , Unfortunately...."

There are countless flowers blooming in the sea water.

There are white roses that symbolize purity, Bianhua that symbolizes the underworld, black mandala that expresses unpredictable death and love in flower language, and epiphyllum that symbolizes instant.

At the same time, the sea water condensed into countless mirror surfaces, and these flowers were repeatedly refracted in the mirror surfaces, and the number multiplied dramatically. Xiaohe doesn't care about anything.

The release of the dragon's blood directly increased her entire realm, and she has the ability to confront Xian Yao head-on. At this moment, she is an extremely majestic dragon, the king who roars in the world. If **** stands in front of her, she doesn't mind stretching out her sharp claws to tear apart the whole hell!

Xiao He vibrates her wings and cuts into the sea of ​​flowers. Thousands of flowers withered instantly.

Xiaohe collides with Xianyuan.

The sea water exploded into countless turbulent currents, and the turbulent waves even affected the sea surface. The sea water was boiling like a wave of fury.

The invisible invitation finally showed its original shape.

Xiaohe's sharp claws pierced her clothes and locked her tightly. One of the claws even penetrated from her side breast, pierced through her proud body, and protruded from the back of her back. horn.

More than six hundred years have passed, and the number one female spiritualist in the real country once again felt the imminence of death.

Xiaohe's strength is far from reaching its limit. When her will is swallowed by dragon blood and her humanity is wiped out, she will become a real dragon and tear everything she sees into pieces!

Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing rushed against the sea, trying to save the girl who was on the verge of losing control, but it was too late.

At this time.

It was Xianyuan who sighed first.

For the first time, her icy face showed regret.

On the broken chest of Xian Yao's clothes, a tattoo-like pattern was revealed. It was two entangled blood-colored flowers, which were absolutely poignant and beautiful.

This is her birth scroll. "The Spiritual Root of Blood."

Xian Yao opened his mouth slowly, and uttered a clear and cold word between his lips: "Ji."

The blood spirit root is not a very powerful spirit root, and her ranking on the spirit root list is not high, but Xianyuan is different from other blood spirit root owners in that she has more than one spirit root.

She is an extremely rare owner of dual spiritual roots! Xianyuan spoke softly.

The left eye is like a flower, and the right eye is like blood.

Xiaohe's human nature is like a dormant flower awakened by the singing. At the same time, the boiling dragon blood in her body also returns to silence under the oppression of the fairy root.

Xian Yao knows that this snow-haired girl will soon degenerate into a ghost, but once she becomes a ghost, they are very likely to perish together.

She still has unfinished business, so she doesn't want to gamble.

She quelled the girl's dragon blood with her powerful spiritual roots, and she also consumed a lot because of this. She could no longer maintain the ghostly state that melted into the heaven and earth, and revealed her real body in the sea water.

The naked Xiaohe fell into the water, and was hugged tightly by Lin Shouxi the next moment. He tied the red rope tightly around the girl's wrist and tied dozens of knots before giving up. Lin Shouxi hugged the unconscious Xiaohe, trying to urge Jianjing to escape again.

"I can't escape."

Xian Yao You Ran's words seemed to be the trial of their fate. She makes mudras with her fingers, and her five fingers are like flowers.

"Miraculous spells? How can you master magical spells?!" Mu Shijing suddenly shouted. "Mysterious spell?"

Xian Yao opened and closed her eyes. She looked at the girl in the black dress and asked, "Do you recognize this spell?"

"This is the art inherited from my teacher!" Seeing a glimmer of hope, Mu Shijing asked, "Isn't this the best technique of my teacher? Why do you do it?"

When Lin Shouxi heard this, he immediately guessed something.

Sure enough, after a moment of pondering, Xian Yao took the initiative to let go of Jie Yin's hand and asked, "Do you recognize her?" "She? Who is she?"

Mu Shijing is not clear about Gong Ying's existence.

"Is that the woman who likes to wear the green dress? There is a young man in white clothes beside her, right." Lin Shouxi asked.

Xianyuan was silent for a long time.

"Is anyone still aware of the old events of more than 600 years ago? It's really nostalgic." Xian Yao's voice was very soft, as if she was talking to herself. What's the relationship?"

Mu Shijing Bingxue was smart and guessed who that person was. "Miss."

"Mother-in-law."

Mu Shijing and Lin Shouxi spoke almost at the same time. After they finished speaking, they looked at each other and remained silent at the same time. "What is your relationship with her?" Mu Shijing asked Xian Yao.

"She is my mentor. If it weren't for her magical skills, I'm afraid I would have died in open and secret battles...I have always wanted to see her again these years." Their eyes turned gentle: "Is the teacher okay?"

"Not very good." Lin Shouxi said truthfully. "Really...."

The fairy invites the ice face to be quiet.

The flowers closed one by one behind her.

"Since you are relatives of your mentor, I can spare your lives, but you must go back to Qing Shengzong with me, so as to ensure that the secret will not be leaked." Xian invited said.

Mu Shijing breathed a sigh of relief. As expected, the invitation of the immortals stopped.

They returned to the shore together.

This coast is no longer the coast of ice toads. Gu Ciqing did not know where he was.

"When my teacher came to Zhenguo, I was still young. Zhenguo initially regarded them as a disaster and refused to take them in, so my teacher submitted a letter of war to the various sects. Then, she fought more than 20 times in a row. Zhen Guo, which is respected by power, has won incomparable glory, these things are still like yesterday, but they are already six hundred years ago." Xian Yao was sad.

"No wonder the master is so good at fighting, the tiger mother has no dog girl." Mu Shijing couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Well, my master gave me my miraculous art. Unfortunately, I was in a hurry and only learned a prototype. After that, I continued to write the miraculous art. I don't know what is different from what my mentor wrote. "Xianyuan said regretfully.

This is so obvious that even Mu Shijing understood it.

"As long as you can guarantee our safety, I can read Master's magical thoughts to you." Mu Shijing said.

Xian Yao nodded.

"Can you tell me the story about respecting your mother again?" Mu Shijing asked. The fairy invitation did not refuse, but instead talked about the past.

"By the way, where is Qing Shengzong? Is it far from here... Xiaohe seems to be unable to hold on anymore." Lin Shouxi interjected.

"I know where Qing Shengzong is."

Mu Shijing spoke before Xian Yao. These days, she has already memorized maps by heart. "It's good to know."

Lin Shouxi whispered something.

He saw the right moment, grabbed Mu Shijing's hand, and pulled her to the side. The sea breeze just got stronger.

The sword scripture also hissed in the body.

The wind enveloped them, rolled them up high, and floated to another cliff.

This sword scripture is really miraculous. The power it contains is all divine skills, but it has nothing to do with the sword. "What are you doing?" Mu Shijing asked.

Lin Shouxi didn't have time to explain to him.

Xian Yao has raised his head again, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"It's really smart." Xian Yao said, raising his finger again.

Petals grow out of thin air, blown by the wind, chasing after them like a gangrene.

"When my mother-in-law came to the real country, she hadn't broken into the human gods. It was impossible to fight more than 20 people alone. It was the father-in-law who broke into the human gods! She was lying to us, and she didn't want to take any more risks. Trick us into Qing Shengzong, and catch the turtle in the urn." Lin Shouxi is not smart, but he happened to have read the diary left by Gong Ying in its entirety.

Besides, even if Gong Ying is really the mentor of the fairy invitation, so what.

The real country is full of ruthless people, Xian Yao doesn't even care about her own sister, how can she care about the kindness of six hundred years ago? She just coveted the orthodox magical technique.

Although Lin Shouxi didn't know what really happened that year, his guess was correct.

Xian Yao is not only not Gong Ying's apprentice, but even an enemy. Her flowers still have the sword marks that Gong Ying made back then, such as the cracks in the narcissus.

She doesn't know magic tricks either.

But during the previous battle, Mu Shijing used a miraculous technique. She recognized that it was Gong Ying's unique secret technique. A hoax was concocted. The danger is far from gone.

In the blink of an eye, Xian Yao became their life and death enemy again! "The people of the real country are really shameless..."

Gritting her teeth, Mu Shijing couldn't help but miss the simple folk customs of Shenshan, even her master who often bullied her, looked kindly in her heart.

"Tell me the location of Qing Shengzong." Lin Shouxi said. Mu Shijing told the truth.

"Got it." Lin Shouxi took a deep breath.

Draining blood, he tried his best to escape with them.

Fleeing and running, Mu Shijing felt something was wrong, she said anxiously: "Where are you running to, straight ahead is Qing Shengzong, Lin Shouxi, be sober!"

"I want to go to Qing Shengzong!" Lin Shouxi already had an idea. But he didn't have the confidence to run to Qing Shengzong.

Because the invitation is behind us.

Xian Yao's movements seemed slow, but she was getting closer and closer to Lin Shouxi. Even with the help of a good wind, it is still impossible for Lin Shouxi to outrun her.

At this time.

Xiaohe in Lin Shouxi's arms moved his lips suddenly, and said, "Here she is." "She? Who is she?" Mu Shijing was astonished.

Xiaohe didn't say anything more.

The words just now seemed to be just a dream.

The blood-red flowers of the fairy invitation bloomed above their heads. Blood epiphyllum.

This is the moment of terror, which means the only moment when life and death are handed over. But something weird happened.

Instead of falling, the flower began to fade, wither, and be crushed into dust. Xianyuan frowned for the first time.

She stopped and looked towards a certain cliff. On the cliff, stood a man in black robe.

The man in black came to help them.

Xianyuan couldn't see the description of the man in black clearly, but only saw a few long dark red hairs leaking from under the hood of the other party. Instead of chasing Lin Shouxi and the others, she rushed towards the cliff.

When she arrived, the man in black had disappeared. But Xian invited to meet another person.

A woman with silver hair and red dress. soul spring.

"You came to chase her too?" Hunquan asked. "Her? Who is she?" Xian Yao asked back.

"I don't know, but she has the aura of a dragon on her body. I chased her all the way... Heh, now it seems that she is deliberately leading me here."

Hunquan didn't look at the invitation, but looked at the three young girls who were running away with all their strength.

Hunquan didn't explain anything, and said bluntly: "You can't kill them, they are my sister's friends, life is very important."

"Are you going to stop me?" Xian Yao asked.

"Stop you? Heh, in the thousand years I've been away, the juniors have become more and more rampant." Hunquan slowly stretched out his four arms, and said with a smile, "Come on, let my sister teach you what is called twins." A fist is hard to beat with four hands." Xian Yao and Hun Quan confronted each other.

Lin Shouxi and the two girls had fled away. Xianyuan is not worried.

Because...

On the snowy field, Lin Shouxi stopped fleeing. "It's finally here, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The pale blonde woman with long hair stood on the snowy field. She was wearing a golden armor and a white robe with a divine bow on her back, like a mountain, blocking their way of escape.

Xiaohe was unconscious, Lin Shouxi was covered with bruises, and Mu Shijing was exhausted.

Gu Ciqing's realm is similar to Xianyuan's. How can they face such a powerful enemy with all their cards in their cards? At this time.

Mu Shijing suddenly walked out.

"What are you going to tell me again? You are the Pale King, and you want me to believe in you?" Gu Ciqing saw her familiar posture, and asked in advance~IndoMTL.com~Mu Shijing is not afraid in the face of danger, and opened his lips indifferently , One word at a time: "Life, heh, death, ban, ritual." Now, not only Gu Ciqing was stunned, but Lin Shouxi was also stunned.

"This is..."

Lin Shouxi remembered the sword of the parasitic blood demon. At that time, the blood demon was chanting this magical spell over and over again! But later, the sword disappeared.

"This is the last words of the last blood elf king." Mu Shijing stared at Gu Ciqing and asked, "For thousands of years, you have been searching for the second half of the sentence, right?"

"How do you know?"

Gu Ciqing is well aware that this is one of the greatest secrets of the elves, and it is impossible for outsiders to know it.

"Because this spell itself is my reward to the old king of the blood elves." Mu Shijing said: "It translates to, never betray the king."

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