I will Bury the Gods Chapter 448: : Inspiration from the gods

The darkness of the dead is like the sea.

The newborn sun hangs high in the sky, boiling the sea water.

The black sea and the sea of ​​clouds collided in mid-air, and the fierce sun, which turned from red to gold, used the beam of light as a sword to cut through the darkness and the sea of ​​clouds and connect with the earth. The wailing of the resentful spirits and the singing of the clouds blend together to form a shocking and strange sound. In the magnificent and magnificent scenery, the Lord of the Gray Tomb and the Lord of the Cloud Tomb are going to destruction together.

Pleasure and pain are destroyed.

Only the forest of origin at the end of the undead snowfield grows crazily in the light. Their crowns are connected to the canopy, and their complicated root systems continue to spread towards the undead snowfield while digging into the ground. Soon, this purgatory-like snow field will be a lush and lush scene.

Endless sunlight illuminates Zhenguo in the night.

People used their hands as curtains, half-covered and looked up, thinking that a meteor was about to fall here, and fled in a hurry.

Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe kissed in the center of the sun, the holy flame couldn't hurt them at all, all they could feel was each other's heat.

The sun gradually stabilized after experiencing the explosion.

Lin Shouxi pulled away from the blazing white sun.

He hugged Xiaohe and fell in the light.

They landed on the sacred peak called the World Tree.

The cloud covering the mountain peak has slowly dispersed, and the cloud is flowing towards the world, as if it is a thick quilt covered by the gods on the earth.

The peak of the world is too big, and their arrival just added two grains of dust to this mountain.

Lin Shouxi got up from the thick snow, he raised his head drowsily, and met Xiaohe's dignified eyes.

The war has just ended and the sun has risen. Even though the existence of the origin is stared at by the demons from the outside world, these monsters from the outside world are light-years away from here. Worrying is something that will happen in the future. Now they should celebrate The joy of victory is right, but...

Why is Xiao He so dignified?

"What's wrong?" Lin Shouxi asked.

Xiaohe pointed at him with her finger, and asked in a serious tone: "Lin Shouxi, why did you become a woman?"

"What?!"

Lin Shouxi was still a little dizzy at first, but when Xiaohe asked this question, he instantly sobered up.

His body was completely destroyed when he fell into the abyss of death. After he became a god, he was reshaped, with bones, meridians, and flesh. Although this new body has no immortality Dao fruit, but this is the body of a god, far more powerful than before, but...

He is not sure whether he made any mistakes when reshaping his body.

Lin Shouxi quickly looked down.

He sighed.

"Xiaohe, did you play tricks on me just after waking up?"

"Are you so flustered?"

Xiaohe's dignified look vanished, and she, bearing the crown on her head, smiled sweetly, leaned closer, and said seriously: "By the way, you are not allowed to call me by my name directly in the future. This is an act of arrogance. You should Call me - Your Majesty the Empress."

She deliberately bit the word 'indecent' very hard, and her seductive smile seemed to be deliberately provocative. Lin Shouxi kept a straight face and glanced around, as if searching for something.

"What are you looking for?" Xiao He asked.

"Storage ring, there are clothes inside." Lin Shouxi replied.

"Why are you shy? Isn't this... normal?" Xiaohe sat in the snow, with her knees in one hand and her chin in the other, examining her indifferently.

Lin Shouxi didn't speak. He couldn't find the storage ring, and belatedly remembered that he was already a god. With a thought, he immediately concocted Ye Qingzhai's spell, and made a white body from the light. The robe is draped over the body, covering the well-defined body.

Xiao He just looked at him motionlessly.

"A hundred years?" she asked.

"Yeah."

"I always feel that it was just a dream, a dream that was neither long nor short."

"What did you dream about?"

"I can't remember, I just remember that you and Sister Mu were calling my name, I heard your voices, but I couldn't find you." Xiaohe said.

Lin Shouxi **** his clothes and was about to get up, but Xiaohe held his shoulders and helped him straighten his clothes slowly.

"Your hands... are so cold." Lin Shouxi said.

"It's been frozen in ice for a hundred years, how can it not be cold." Xiaohe smiled.

Lin Shouxi grabbed her hand, rubbed it in his palm, and warmed her little hand little by little with the golden flame of the Holy King of Nine Brightness.

Xiaohe quietly, without saying anything, just looked at him over and over again, as if she could never get tired of watching him. He looked down and lowered his head.

"By the way, what happened to the Black Emperor?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"What's going on." Xiaohe said with a faint smile: "The Black Emperor and the Emperor are the same thing. The previous emperor was like a filter, which filtered out the restlessness and madness for me. The 'black' on me is not evil and filthy, it's like pure, tranquil water and night... Anyway, I'm sober now."

"That's good."

"What about you? How do you feel after becoming a god?"

"No, on the contrary, I feel that the gods... are nothing more than that."

"That's right, in order to convince the people, emperors often use the pretext of destiny. In the final analysis, gods are just more powerful creatures. Most of their 'names' come from people's fear of being powerful. When people don't No matter how scared you are, that **** is just another kind of creature... Well, my feet are a little cold too."

Xiaohe gently raised her petite and exquisite jade feet, and on the white and tender feet of Shengxue, the ice stockings that were close to the skin also turned into a lavender color, making her clear and cold slender legs look charming. Demon, the girl tilted her jade head and curled her jade toes slightly, as if inviting.

Lin Shouxi helped her warm up.

Although Xiaohe is slender and petite, her figure is not shriveled at all. Her uneven body is like the softest snow, exuding indescribable beauty and delicacy. After becoming a god, her beauty surpasses the world. The ultimate imagination of beauty is enough to capture the heart of a stone.

"Can this crown be taken off?"

As long as Lin Shouxi lowered his head for a moment, the tip of Xiaohe's crown will reach his throat, which is very scary.

Xiao He gently lifted the crown with both hands, and flipped her wrist, the thorny crown shrunk in an instant, and turned into a black bracelet, which was put on her white wrist.

Lin Shouxi held her in his arms, and pressed his chin against her snow-white hair.

In the icy and snowy world, Lin Shouxi opened up a pale golden barrier, and the gluttonous snowstorm could no longer penetrate an inch.

He looked at the towering snow-capped mountains.

The snow-capped mountains are so majestic that the top cannot be seen at a glance.

"I have dreamed about this place, many times." Lin Shouxi said.

Since the beginning of the Wu family, he has often had such hallucinations. He would see towering snow-capped mountains, countless half-human half-dragons kneeling under monuments, and bronze temples standing on top of the mountains. , These pictures that were once in a dream, now have clearly appeared in front of him.

"Go up and have a look?" Xiaohe asked.

"Yeah."

Lin Shouxi nodded.

The invisible hand of fate has pushed him here, and he must move forward.

Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe walked towards the top of the mountain hand in hand.

The wind filled with hail and snow particles rushes down from above. They are like sandstorms, sweeping the world over and over again. The snow mountain is unbelievably cold. No life can survive here. A thin layer of white frost formed.

Under the snow-capped mountains is even more vast, and the territory of Zhenguo can be glimpsed at a glance.

This catastrophic ice and snow can't stop them.

They skimmed over the steep snow cliff and came to a high place, where a group of black corpses appeared in front of them.

There is no wind and snow here, the silence is terrifying, and the corpses are still well preserved for hundreds of millions of years.

It was half-human, half-dragon corpses. Their corpses had long been frozen in the ice and snow, and they were as hard as steel. They carried black stone tablets on their backs, and the inscriptions on the inscriptions had long been blurred.

"Are these originally humans? Humans polluted by dragon's blood?" Xiaohe asked doubtfully.

Spiritual turbidity can contaminate people, as can dragon blood.

"No, it's not."

Lin Shouxi pulled Xiaohe to his side, leaned down, pointed at the waists of these mummies, and said, "They were sewn together."

"Sew it up?"

Xiaohe was startled, looked carefully, and found that the waists of these corpses did have traces of cutting and sewing, and the scales on their upper bodies seemed to have been pasted on purposely. Their upper body is human, and their lower body is the torso of other scaly creatures.

As she looked at the mass of corpses, she felt terrified.

These hundreds of thousands of corpses were all deliberately created?

"Who did this? What is it for?"

Even though Xiaohe has stepped into the ancient times, such a shocking scene is displayed in front of her, and her heart still has a chill in her heart.

"What do you think they look like?"

Lin Shouxi looked into Xiaohe's eyes and asked.

Xiao He slowly glanced at the strange scene of the half-man, half-dragon kneeling under the stele, and immediately understood what Lin Shouxi meant.

"Sacrifice? This is a sacrifice..." Xiaohe said coldly.

Such a cruel picture is like a cult sacrifice. However, if this is a sacrifice, what are they worshiping?

Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe stopped talking.

They all looked at the bronze-cast hall standing on the top of the mountain. The hall looked like a black corpse, with an empty door wide open. Connect with the universe.

Who built this mansion and what was its purpose?

Answers are within reach.

Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe passed through the white corpses and arrived at the entrance of the main hall.

After looking at each other, they walked in.

The picture in front of me matches the scene in my dream.

The hall is empty, with black iron chains hanging from above, and above the iron chains are the figures of demon gods. There are five demon gods in total, and their real bodies have long since ceased to exist. A phantom bound by chains. They look like dragons, but their existence is extremely strange, and they have not been recorded in the volume of hidden life at all.

This is... the demon **** from beyond the sky?

The knowledge of these five gods and demons has long been wiped out, and they stared blankly at the person coming, without saying a word.

"This temple should be built at the original point." Lin Shouxi said.

Xiaohe nodded.

After the origin came to this world, it has been entrenched here until death. This temple can only be the work of the origin, but... why did it build this thing?

Lin Shouxi didn't think about it. All he thought about was the scene in his dream - the copper pillar in the center, and the people who were crucified on the copper pillar.

He walked forward in silence.

Xiao He followed beside him.

The Copper Temple is full of corpses, mountain-like corpses, many corpses are wearing crowns and sharp swords, symbolizing the noble status of the corpse owners, but no matter what they were in the past, they are just lifeless corpses now torso.

Passing over them, Lin Shouxi came to the center of the hall.

In the center of the hall.

The divine pillar reaches the sky.

There is a sword covered with green copper rust stuck on the sacred pillar. The shape of the sword is very similar to the sword of the clan, but there are no creatures on it.

The sword crucified a man.

"Who was nailed there?" Xiaohe asked coldly.

There was no response from the empty hall, only an echo.

Lin Shouxi raised his arm and sacrificed a ray of golden flame, which pierced the darkness and illuminated the face of the crucified man.

At that moment, both Lin Shouxi and Xiaohe's pupils shrank.

The crucified man had disheveled hair and was covered with a light golden robe. He had obviously been nailed here for a long time, but his body was not decayed at all. On the contrary, there was still a little life on his white cheeks , as if as long as the sword is pulled out, he can wake up again.

That was Lin Shouxi's face.

…

Bai Zhu lay on Mu Shijing's back, eyes slightly open, as if exhausted.

The gray sky sometimes snows, sometimes it rains, the only constant is the howling cold wind.

"Miss, how am I doing?"

"Okay."

"If Master is here, will he praise me?"

"It will."

Carrying the injured Bai Zhu on his back, Mu Shijing returned to Chu Miao and Shi Yirao's resting place. They were relieved to see Bai Zhu returned safely.

Chu Miao was particularly worried about her, so she pulled her aside, checked her injuries personally, and asked her how she was.

Facing Chu Miao's questions, Bai Zhu answered them one by one.

Not only that, but Bai Zhu's answer was quite polite, using honorifics, and his behavior was as impeccable as hospitality.

"Xiao Baizhu, Tong Luan is a bad person who has taken refuge in Xie Chong. You have made a great contribution by killing her, so there is no need to feel guilty, let alone be sad." Chu Miao said.

"I'm not guilty." Bai Zhu shook his head.

"Really?"

Chu Miao smiled and asked, "Then why doesn't Bai Zhu call himself 'Bai Zhu'? Also, Bai Zhu doesn't seem like such a polite little girl."

"I..."

Bai Zhu's pink lips parted slightly, and he said after a while: "Children only talk like that, Bai Zhu... I have grown up, and I can no longer talk like that. And, when I grow up, I should also learn to read Dali, just like everyone's lady."

As soon as Bai Zhu said this, Chu Miao and Mu Shijing looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"Saving the world has never been an adult's prerogative." Shi Yirao opened her eyes, interjected calmly, and said, "Bai Zhu, as a fairy flower, is still young, so there is no need to suppress yourself."

"Is it..."

Bai Zhu shook his lips, frowned slightly, undecided.

"Of course, Chu Miao won't lie to you." Chu Miao rubbed her hair and gave her eyes to Mu Shijing.

Mu Shijing understood, came to Bai Zhu's side, and said, "Nor does Shijing."

Then, they looked at Shi Yirao together.

Shi Yiluo's red lips fluttered, and after several struggles, she showed a rare look of embarrassment. I will."

Bai Zhu looked at everyone who cared about her, wrinkled her nose, raised her sleeve unconsciously, and wiped her cheek.

Don't wait for them to say anything.

A sudden gust of wind blew outside the house.

A strong wind like never before.

The temporary wooden house they built was destroyed in an instant.

Look up.

They saw a white sun light up in the sky.

This incandescent light is fleeting.

Then, like millions of firecrackers exploded at the same time, a deafening sound rang in their ears.

This is an explosion in the sky.

It is so powerful that it is transmitted from the distant clouds to the ground, let alone the center of the explosion.

"What's going on, why suddenly..."

Looking at the bright white light in the sky, Chu Miao had a terrible conjecture in her heart: "Could it be that the Palace Master died with that evil spirit?"

Not impossible.

Beyond the God's Wall, the God of Tide Sense invaded, and Gong Ying used all her strength to slash the world with a shocking sword. This is such a terrifying momentum.

It's just that the palace lord has already fought to the death once, and this time, she is facing a more powerful God of Mourning. If she does the act of burning jade and stone again, will she be able to recover...

Chu Miao was in a state of panic, unable to settle down.

The white light dissipates.

There was a rain in the sky, a rain made of stumps and broken flesh.

Chu Miao stood in the filthy rain, staring blankly at the sky, refusing to move.

For a long time.

A beautiful shadow in a green dress floated down slowly.

Chu Miao's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Palace Master..."

She ran over quickly, looked at the translucent figure, and asked in a panic: "My lord...you, are you alright?"

After running close, Chu Miao realized that there was another person in Gong Ying's arms.

It's Yin Tan.

"Yin Tan? Why is she here?" Chu Miao was surprised.

"It was she who helped me, otherwise, you would have lost sight of your Palace Mistress." Gong Ying smiled softly.

As Chu Miao thought, Gong Ying originally wanted to do the act of burning jade and stone together. The God of Mourning has merged with the remains of the ancestors, and is far more powerful than the incomplete God of Tide Wisdom outside the God Wall. This time, if she No matter how hard it is to implement, it is very likely that the body and spirit will be destroyed, and there will be no chance of survival.

At the critical moment, Yin Tan came.

However, in a duel of this level, what's the use of having one more Yin Tan who is in the divine realm?

The **** of mourning ignored her arrival.

Gong Ying wanted to withdraw to protect her from leaving.

But Yin Tan didn't come alone, she also brought the God Killing Weapon she developed.

Riding the mechanical flying dragon she made, she came against the wind, her eyes were firm, and she said: "I have figured it out, I have figured it out, I have figured out the last link, this is the weapon I made, it is called the origin of the weapon." Arrow, it can kill gods!"

An arrow-like object shot out from the belly of the wyvern, stabbing the **** of mourning.

The God of Mourning doesn't care about such tiny weapons.

This indifference lasted until it exploded.

Unprecedented waves of light exploded in the sky, and the wind pressure that swept over seemed to flatten the earth.

Gong Ying's reaction was much faster than the God of Mourning, she flew down, and escaped from the center of the explosion with Yin Tan, who was determined to die.

Chu Miao was shocked.

She had long heard that Yin Tan was developing a god-killing weapon, but she did not expect that the power of the weapon developed by Yin Tan would reach such a level.

"Then...the God of Mourning, is he dead?" Chu Miao asked softly.

What answered her was the crash of the giant falling to the ground.

The patriarch's slough fell to the ground, it was already broken, and the surface was still burning with flames.

Chu Miao stared at that thing.

The patriarch's slough twitched, and then, countless tentacles with suckers and barbs gushed out from it.

He is alive!

Such a terrifying explosion still failed to kill him!

But soon, Chu Miao realized another thing: no matter whether he was dead or alive, this evil **** was extremely weak, so weak that even she could directly look at its existence.

Gong Ying handed Yin Tan in her arms to Chu Miao, and said, "Take her away, and I will settle this thing."

"Palace Master..."

Chu Miao showed deep worry again?

"Huh? Xiao Miaoer is going to be disobedient again?" Gong Ying smiled.

Chu Miao had thousands of words in her heart, but in the end she just asked, "Will the Palace Master not die?"

"I've already died, how can a dead person die again?" Gong Ying replied with a smile.

Chu Miao tightened her lips and looked at her stubbornly.

"Okay, okay, I promise Xiao Miaoer...not to die." Gong Ying said.

Chu Miao left with the unconscious Yin Tan.

Gong Ying forged a blade from scratch, and named it 'Blade of Sorrowing and Chanting Evil God' casually, and then carried it towards the evil **** that crawled out of the slough of the patriarch.

This battle has lasted for more than ten days.

Yin Tan's desperate help brought it to an early end.

It will end tonight.

What echoes between heaven and earth is the last lament.

Not long after.

Night falls.

On the empty wasteland, Yin Tan woke up. She looked at the familiar faces, and then at the night sky full of stars.

"I, did I do it?" she asked softly.

"You did it." Chu Miao told her firmly.

"Really?"

"Really."

Yin Tan was dazed for a long time. The second Taoist senior sister who usually likes to joke suddenly burst into tears. She laughed while crying, and shared the principle of the God Killing Blade with everyone.

"Everything has an origin, and I have also found the 'origin', but what I have found is the origin that constitutes all things, that is a tiny, tiny point, and everything is made of such a 'point' It is piled up, it is too small, I can't see it with the most sophisticated treasure, but I still found it, I will figure it out, I will figure out its existence!"

Yin Tan chattered endlessly.

She narrated the complex theory and the process of making it again, which is all she has done for more than 300 years. During these 300 years, she failed many times, but she finally succeeded. When the disaster struck, it succeeded!

"I named it the Arrow of the Origin, the Arrow of the Origin... This is a weapon that can kill gods. From then on, we finally have the power to kill gods!"

When Yin Tan said this, she suddenly felt something when she was talking, and she looked up at the starry sky.

Then, she trembled violently.

In the starry sky, Yin Tan suddenly saw a red giant, that giant was watching them from a very far away place, and he was walking towards here.

Not only the red giant, but she also saw countless terrifying things, they were swimming from the dark starry sky densely, they were the embodiment of the horror of deep space.

What are those things? !

"Senior Sister Yin Tan, what's wrong with you?" Mu Shijing asked with concern.

"Look...look there!!" Yin Tan pointed to the night sky.

Everyone looked up, but their faces were blank.

"Look... where?" Shi Yirao was confused.

Chu Miao also shook her head lightly.

"Can't you all see it?" Yin Tan frowned.

"Yin Tan, what did you see?" Chu Miao asked.

"I..."

Yin Tan rubbed her eyes, and when she took a closer look, the terrifying gods in the sky suddenly disappeared, only the twinkling stars remained - everything she saw just now seemed to be just an illusion.

For this to be the case, Yin Tan's joy in creating the God-killing Weapon is still gone.

If the red giant she saw is real, then she who made the Arrow of Origin is just a child dancing in front of the gods just after making the stone tools.

Yin Tan gradually sobered up.

After waking up, she immediately asked: "By the way, where is that senior? Where is that senior in the green skirt? Is she okay?"

Chu Miao did not answer.

The rain and snow have stopped, and the night sky has cleared up.

However, she did not see Gong Ying coming back for a long time.

She had no choice but to wait quietly.

At the same time.

Somewhere on a cliff.

The green skirt is ethereal against the wind.

This time, beside her, there was a woman in a white robe.

The woman in the white robe is Lu Yushen.

After the battle at Yaosha Pagoda, she nearly lost her wits and fell asleep in the world of Hetu Luoshu. Today, she was finally awakened by Gong Ying.

"Teacher, don't you want to say goodbye to them?" Lu Yushen asked.

"I can't watch people cry." Gong Ying smiled and said, "From now on, you will take care of them for me."

"Is the mentor still leaving?" Although Lu Yushen had expected it, he was still sad.

"I was going to leave forever, thanks to the girl Yin Tan, but... don't worry, life will meet sooner or later, it's just a thousand years apart." Gong Ying's smile became softer and softer.

Lu Yushen really wanted to cry, but her mentor said she didn't like to see people cry, so she suppressed tears.

Gong Ying walked towards the night sky.

The battle with the God of Mourning emptied her of everything, and she will fall into a deep sleep again, and she does not know when she will wake up again.

"I really hope that the bright moon will always be here, and the night will be clear."

Gong Ying slowly walked into the air, she chanted softly, danced in the air, and the faint and clear shadows gradually dispersed.

Bai Zhu, who was dozing off on the wasteland, suddenly woke up. She opened her eyes wide and looked at the sky.

There was a shower of stars in the sky.

An unprecedented shower of stars.

The stars rained across the sky.

All who are awake look up at this grand spectacle.

The annual meteor shower on the top of Shenshou Mountain is already a spectacle, but it is not worth mentioning compared with it. It is so beautiful that it seems that the starry sky is dying.

Looking at the beautiful scenery after the disaster, Chu Miao shed tears inexplicably.

Next.

There are singing voices coming from the sky.

Hearing the singing, people looked terrified and subconsciously covered their ears.

It was only after a while that people regained their composure and realized that this was not an evil god's song, but... a lullaby?

"The autumn moon is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the autumn moon shines on me and wakes up in a thin dream. I chase the water, and the water touches the shadow of the flowers; the wind is light, the wind is quiet, and the wind chases me to the sky. The sound is far away, the sound of the zither is near, the sound of the zither is not to my liking, I will say goodbye to Yao Palace, and go back to watch the stars..."

The singing was sung over and over again, as gentle as water, and the people who listened began to hum along.

"Qiu Yueqing, Qiu Yueming..."

People far away in Zhenguo also heard the singing.

It's just that Zhenguo has ice and snow all year round, and they don't even know what autumn is, but they can appreciate the melodious and desolate singing, and they also sing along with it.

Gong Yu heard the singing, she searched around, shouted a certain name, lost her mind.

The star rain flying from the holy mountain also crossed the sky of Zhenguo.

This is the migration of the stars.

The singing goes away with it.

Gong Yu looked up, his long eyes were lit up by the rain of stars.

The sound of the piano is far away, the sound of the piano is near, the sound of the piano is not to my liking, I will say goodbye to Yao Palace, and come back to see the stars...

The light-hearted singing voice bypassed her ears and drifted into the depths of the snow-capped mountains.

Gong Yu went after him, but he couldn't catch up.

She knelt in the snow with tears streaming down her face.

This is a lullaby to lull her to sleep.

But tonight, she is destined to not be able to sleep peacefully, but the world who has heard this song can have a rare dream.

…

The top of the world tree.

In the bronze temple.

Lin Shouxi looked at his other self.

He looks so much alike that even he himself can't tell the difference.

"He's not you." Xiaohe said firmly.

When the man nailed to death on the copper pillar heard what Xiaohe said, a fateful smile appeared on Bai Shengsheng's face.

Lin Shouxi also recovered from the initial shock.

He is indeed not himself, he is...

"Are you the Holy King of Jiuming?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"Yes."

The man who was crucified said: "I am the Holy King of Jiuming in the past."

"The Holy King of Jiuming in the past?" Lin Shouxi was confused.

"Yeah." The man who was crucified nodded and asked, "Have you seen the scene in the starry sky?"

Lin Shouxi nodded.

The starry sky is full of evil gods.

The evil **** that keeps approaching.

The man who was crucified saw him nodding, and finally slowly began to talk about the long-prepared story:

"This universe was born in an explosion, an explosion that was born at the origin, the original point is the source of everything, but after it burned everything and triggered that explosion, it found that it had lost the meaning of existence, the origin Falling into confusion, it began to wander, wandering aimlessly in the universe, and then, it discovered that the universe was born from it, but the continuation of the universe does not seem to need a so-called origin.”

"It's not willing to do so."

"Therefore, it tried to become the origin of all things again and rule the entire universe. In the battle against the universe, the origin was defeated, and it fled here in its broken state, on top of this world **** tree."

"The gods of the universe have been looking for its existence in order to eradicate it, and it is covered by paleness, but this cover is only temporary. When the cloud tomb dissipates, this world will bear the gaze of the entire universe."

The crucified man said this, his tone was fast, as if he was racing against time.

"We who blow away the cloud tomb are the sinners of the world?" Xiaohe asked.

"No. The cloud tomb will definitely be blown away. If you are not born, the king of the gray tomb will be born. Even if it is not born, the future... forget it, in short, the ending will not make any difference... Cloud tomb The dissipation is inevitable, and it is an inevitability engraved on time. The Holy King Jiuming noticed this inevitability, and he wanted to save this world. But..."

The man who was crucified paused, and continued: "However, there was a disagreement in this idea of ​​salvation. The Holy King of Jiuming was originally born with an idea, and the differences in his ideas also tore him into three parts. In order to practice my own method, three ideas, one goes back to the past, one stays in the present, and one goes to the future."

"I am the Holy King of Jiuming in the past, and I am also the true creator of the Dusk Sea."

"Sea of ​​Dusk, wasn't that created by Pale?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"The pale will is my will," said the crucified man.

What else does he want to explain.

But he kept coughing, and the blood he coughed up splashed onto the rusty sword.

"It seems that I can't say that much... Go to the sea of ​​​​twilight, go to see the Goddess of True Sight, she will tell you everything."

The crucified man stared at Lin Shouxi, with a sad tone: "In short, I have failed, and the former Jiuming Sage King failed."

"Will I succeed?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"I don't know, but..."

The crucified person showed a long smile: "But I know that your end will be the same as mine in the end, and you will be crucified by this sword. I am the first person to reach the end, and I am not alone ending."

"Cough cough cough...cough cough cough...cough cough..."

He said it as if he had exhausted all his strength.

He said no more.

Then everyone heard the singing.

Gong Ying's singing voice.

The former Nine-Ming Sage King smiled in the singing, and then fell into eternal sleep.

It seems that the meaning of his existence is to see him.

The past meets the present.

So, the past has completely become the past.

Lin Shouxi stands in the empty hall~IndoMTL.com~Singing sounds surround the hall.

Then leave.

He looked at Xiaohe, and Xiaohe also looked at him.

Finally, they looked at the empty night sky together. It was a night made of colored glass, with stars twinkling and stars raining down, making it beautiful. But it is also a real bottomless pit.

In the night, they who have become gods can see the gods in the sky.

"They are approaching."

…

(Gods revelation, end)

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