I will Bury the Gods Chapter 467: : Dusk of All Evil

Mountains are constantly shrinking and expanding.

As it beats again and again, dragon scales began to grow on the surface of the reddish-brown flesh and blood. These dragon scales are different from the scales outside. They are very delicate, more like snake scales. beauty of.

The previously split flesh and blood have been healed, and Mu Shijing disappeared, wrapped in flesh and blood, and disappeared.

Xiaohe remembers the scene before the flesh and blood healing.

At that time, Mu Shijing's expression was very calm, unprecedentedly calm, like a witch tied to a torture rack watching the burning flames, holding faith, so she was not afraid.

Xiaohe can't see what's going on in her heart, let alone know that at this moment, there is still a voice speaking in Mu Shijing's ear.

"I haven't had this feeling for many years, have I? The weak human body is just a hut sheltering from the rain. Your temple should be above the stars."

In the heart, the voice is still circling Mu Shijing like the wind, chattering endlessly, she seems to be more enthusiastic than Mu Shijing himself, and she can't wait to teach her how to manipulate this star-level skeleton.

"You are right.

Mu Shijing agreed with her unexpectedly.

The voice was also a little surprised, and he exclaimed: "My good sister, have you finally figured it out? Love between children is useless, and everyone you have experienced since childhood just wanted to train you to be a small family. Everyone is just a lady, what girl would not want to live in the heart of a dragon, control the most majestic and ferocious dragon in the world, and roar wantonly in the universe of emptiness, even if the sound cannot spread in the emptiness, the heavens will be there for you Submit under the dragon's breath..."

"Why do you talk so much?" Mu Shijing listened impatiently.

"I'm happy for you." The voice danced around her.

「...」

Mu Shijing was silent for a while, staring at the broken sword in her arms, and asked: "You obviously want to kill me."

The voice froze for a moment, and asked suspiciously: "Shouldn't you be a stupid woman?"

"You are a stupid woman." Mu Shijing replied angrily.

"I really want to kill you." The voice admitted frankly, and said again: "But I hope that you can recover to your full glory and fight with me. I won't restrict you with dirty and despicable means like Yuanyuan. I will kill you dignifiedly, and use your bones as my new throne... My sister will not let me down, right?"

"I'm the weakest in our Taoist sect, it's nothing to me if you win." Mu Shijing pursed his lips.

"I killed them all, you are the strongest." The voice suggested.

Mu Shijing has heard such words many times, and there is no basis for empty words. Even if he hears too many scary and threatening words, it will make people feel boring.

Mu Shijing closed his eyes and established a connection with this body with the beating of his heart. Most of the time, she doesn't feel that she is connecting a body, but the ocean and mountains. The blood flows through everything at an incredible speed, just like sparks crawling through the lead wire. When it climbs to the end, people will You will see the bright fireworks that you will never forget.

But it's not fireworks. She knew very well that every beat of her heart would cause the earth to tremble, a number of houses would collapse in the tremors, and countless people would be displaced and homeless.

Mu Shijing closed her eyes, she tried not to think about these things, but she couldn't avoid them.

"Who the **** are you?" Mu Shijing asked.

"Wait until you become pale to be entitled to know." The voice replied.

"Then..."

Mu Shijing closed her eyes, she breathed lightly: "That will disappoint you."

In the sound of the roaring heart, all the saintesses heard the girl's voice. This is the clear sound of a peerless famous knife and a sword passing by, and it is the long chant of a dragon:

"All qi belongs to the lungs, exhale the old and take in the new, the five elements govern water, and connect to all the meridians—listen to the order!"

After hearing this, the Shui Tribe Saintess walked out of the crowd. Although she was unwilling, she still punched her chest with her fist and said, "I am here."

"Hugh."

Mu Shijing spit out this word lightly.

"What?!"

The wooden saintess thought she had heard wrong.

Before the blue dragon takes off, is the king going to abandon himself? What's the point of cooking a dog before the rabbit is dead?

She wants to introduce herself to the king and clarify her role, but the king's heart is like iron, and the law is like a mountain. When she has the idea of ​​​​opposition, her chest is like being blocked by a mountain. Every joint in her body is trembling, and she can't resist at all. thought.

In the cavity, the sixteen lungs of the dragon rest accordingly. They stop wriggling, particles are deposited in the alveoli, air can no longer exchange in them, and the cilia covering the surface become dry and dead.

"Decision belongs to the guts, the house of the middle essence, the spirit is open, and the decision comes out - listen to the order!"

Mu Shijing issued a second order, still: "Hugh."

The fire of the dragon's breath contained in the gentian began to annihilate, like two gradually dimming lanterns, its interior began to be chaotic, and it was heading for irreversible decline.

The next one is the wooden saint.

She was also given the order of "Hugh". She couldn't believe her ears and just kept saying "crazy, crazy".

This woman named Mu Shijing has clearly ascended to the supreme throne, but she wants to dismantle it into scraps of iron and sell it for money. Isn't this a lunatic?

The dragon liver is no longer functioning, the surface is getting darker and darker, and the kidneys are ordered to stop and become stiff.

After these main organs stopped, those special organs that belonged to dragons also began to shut down one after another.

There are meat steles for codifying laws, thunder and lightning meridians shaped like trees, countless huge blood cells that can float in the air, and many things that are incomprehensible. They are more like swallowed by this body by mistake. , A sacred artifact that only appears in myths and legends.

Mu Shijing ordered them to stop one by one.

Her tone was very steady, without stopping or trembling, as if she had made up her mind long ago. Mu Shijing felt the same for their exhaustion. She could not describe the pain, if it wasn't for the heart still continuously pumping blood to her , she is probably already dead.

The voice surrounded her and said, "You will regret it."

Mu Shijing ignored her, but continued to give instructions.

"I have read your memory, and I saw a place called Sanjie Village in it. This kind of wild village should have been destroyed long ago, but it has existed until now. Do you think it can exist until now? , Is it because the villagers of Sanjie Village are brave and fearless, and strive for self-improvement? No, no, it’s just because of the protection of that sacred mulberry tree. The world is the same.

Do you know why other stars are so dead and desolate, with no grass growing, but here is blue and beautiful? The reason is also very simple, because it is the embryo of a dragon, and the dragon is the most noble race in Taixu, so those monsters hidden in the darkness of Taixu dare not attack, your action is tantamount to abolishing your martial arts, really If you do this, not only will you die, but the star will also be destroyed... It's nothing more than the difference between being destroyed inside or being destroyed by evil spirits outside the territory. "

The voice was not impatient, and he persuaded slowly, as if he was really thinking about her.

Mu Shijing kept a cold face and didn't listen to a word.

The voice felt that simple words were not convincing, so she unfolded a dark star map.

In the star map, the star they live in rotates silently in the dark. This is a blue star, which is lit up in the boundless deep space. What a dreamlike crystal ball, the craftsmen who carved it spent hundreds of millions of years of hard work.

But in the darkness beyond the stars, there seemed to be something wriggling, they drilled around in the cracked void, and occasionally slipped across the surface of the atmosphere, stirring up clouds and dust.

They are like beasts hidden in the jungle, looking at the hunter covetously, but they are afraid of the bow and arrow in the hunter's hand, and dare not show their sharp claws and fangs.

Now, Mu Shijing's behavior is no different from that of a hunter in the depths of the jungle, personally breaking the dagger, bow and arrow together.

Beasts don't know how to plan a hollow city. When the city gate is wide open, they will just rush in and loot everything.

Mu Shijing stubbornly repeated the "stop" command, completely ignoring the voice.

The voice also became softer in the chanting.

"Mu Shijing, don't think that you did something unexpected. On the contrary, I already guessed your choice. What you did was just the most vulgar one... I thought, You will surprise me."

The voice revealed deep disappointment, and in the disappointment, the voice manifested a shape.

She becomes a human being.

A girl who looks very similar to Mu Shijing.

The only difference is that the girl is wearing a white mourning dress. She was just a phantom transformed by a pure voice, but she came to the funeral from a light-year distance with the most real regret and sadness in her heart.

Mu Shijing finally looked at her.

She said: "Paleness is never an evil consciousness. It is benevolent and sympathetic to the common people. Since it chose me in the end, it proves that my mind is her mind. Sister, there are wild beasts in the jungle, but there are also beasts in the jungle. I am not the only hunter."

"We'll wait and see," said the mourning girl.

Mu Shijing smiled.

Her body was soaked in blood, and it was hard to tell whether it was the heart or hers.

A sense of exhaustion filled her body, she could no longer feel the existence of her heart, only her heart was still beating, and her lips could still make sounds.

She continued:

"The spirits are the brain, the life cave of all gods, the mountain of body fluid, the jade of soul essence—Xiu."

The irresistible spirit reaches the brain.

The ghost born in the brain heard this command.

Unlike other organs, she laughed heartily instead. She looked at Lin Shouxi and said in a mocking tone: "My condolences will change."

On the gully on the surface of the brain, the flickering electric arc quickly became silent, and this ghost wrapped in tides and evil consciousness also withered next to the gray-white brain and turned into slurry.

Thousands of years of work have fallen by the wayside.

Beside Si Muxue, Lin Shouxi disappeared a few breaths ago. He rushed to the heart with all his strength, trying to prevent the final tragedy from happening.

Si Muxue stood alone in the center of the earth.

Looking at the empty surroundings, she felt that she should do something.

But what can she do?

Behind her, the brain that should have died squirmed.

Si Muxue suddenly remembered that this ghost seat was given to her. Although the handover of the throne had been suspended, she was granted the qualification to control her mind.

Maybe, she can change something.

As soon as this thought came out, Si Muxue's body couldn't help but tremble... Ever since she met the God of Wisdom, the whole world has been telling her over and over again how weak you are. In Canglong's body, when she saw countless monsters that were stronger than her, she felt that these hundreds of years of hard work were all a joke.

She has developed a deep dependence on Lin Shouxi, this dependence has even reached the point of attachment.

It's been a long time since she thought "I might be able to do something" like that.

At this moment, she seems to have grasped the long-lost self. This may be just an illusion, but for this illusion, she is willing to go through fire and water.

Si Muxue recovered her memory, she understood the secret of the brain, and also knew the entrance to the depths, the ghost gave her the throne Zen, and she would accept it unceremoniously. Before Pale is truly awakened, only this brain can compete with the heart in terms of spiritual will.

She might be able to save Mu Shijing's life.

Si Muxue flew away.

At the same time.

The heart gave the final order.

"The orifices are the heart, the head of the skeleton, the Lingtai is the moon, and the alchemy is the fire... Hugh."

Only by stopping the heart, the dragon skeleton will truly die. Mu Shijing had awakened a long time ago.

In the lingering sound of the word Xiu.

She closed her eyes.

Her heart gradually stopped beating. Almost at the same time.

Above the sky, Tai Xu, who was originally peaceful, suddenly became restless.

The younger sister did not threaten Mu Shijing, the Taixu was completely dark, indeed it was full of ferocious beasts.

They are like densely packed ants and insects, scrambling to show their heads first. In the past, they were afraid of being pale, but now, the pale deterrence is no longer there. The monsters who have coveted this place for a long time are gnawing at the expansion formed by the atmosphere, and they are coming here.

When people looked up, all they could see were dense insect shadows covering the sky.

Naive people even think that this is the harbinger of the end of dusk and the coming of night.

And it is not far away from here.

In the nebula palace built by the corpse of the god.

A young girl in white mourning clothes stood up slowly. She opened her glazed pupils and stared at somewhere in the deep space. This time, there was no attachment or regret in her eyes anymore. Her emotions became elusive, and anyone who looked into her eyes would directly become an idiot repeating her last words.

The girl walked past the building tentatively called a palace.

The corpses were scattered in front of her, stretching without end.

The hand of the girl in mourning flitted over these corpses, and she carefully selected a giant hand, which floated by her side.

She came to the highest point of the heavens and pulled the invisible string. This long-dead giant hand rested on the string like an arrow.

There is nothing in her field of vision, but there is a blue star on the path of the arrow.

The arm of the **** was shot.

When shooting, the girl named the arm that shouldered the mission—Death Spear.

Daomen.

Gong Yu woke up from the dream again.

The dusk is not over yet, and the incense is lingering.

Chu Yingchan is always by her side.

During these short hours, Gong Yu has woken up countless times.

Every time she wakes up, she is at a different time point, the most exaggerated time, she even thought she was only seven years old, lazy like a little girl, calling Chu Yingchan her aunt sleepily. — When Xiaoyu saw Chu Yingchan, she thought it was a visit from a relative. She had never been able to distinguish the names of various relatives, so she called young women aunt, and young men called uncle.

When she saw herself, she was even more surprised: "I made a wish on my birthday last time, and I did say that I wanted to grow up quickly...but, don't be serious..."

She was about to cry.

Chu Yingchan watched silently from the side. At first, she would tease a few words, but later, she only felt sad when she saw Master's cute or arrogant appearance.

Gong Yu opened his eyes.

Chu Yingchan is ready to welcome Master at any point in time.

"Yingchan?"

When Gong Yu saw her, she was slightly surprised.

Seeing that Master still remembered herself, Chu Yingchan was slightly relieved.

What Gong Yu said next surprised her.

"Where's Lin Shouxi?" Gong Yu asked, "Where did this villain go?"

"Master, still remember Shouxi?" Chu Yingchan was surprised.

"Yingchan, what nonsense are you talking about?" Gong Yu frowned: "If I forget, you can have it all to yourself, right?"

"I don't mean that, I..." Chu Yingchan felt that she was so stupid for the first time. She wanted to explain something to Master, but found that she still couldn't explain clearly.

"Chu Yingchan, are you thinking about how to play tricks as a teacher again?" Gong Yu's voice became colder.

Hearing this familiar question, Chu Yingchan couldn't help tensing up, and moved back, fearing that the master would catch her and punish her without any explanation.

Chu Yingchan asked: "Master, do you remember what happened before you fell asleep?"

"Chu Yingchan, do you really think your teacher is a fool?"

Gong Yu's tone was not kind, and he said: "Lin Shouxi went to the East China Sea to kill the God of Wisdom Tide, Xiao He and Mu Shijing went to the center of the earth, I lost too much energy when I opened the gate of the other world, stay here to rest, it's up to you Take care of me...Chuchu, what's the matter with your eyes? Why are you crying...I just opened a door to another world, not my brain was smashed by the door."

Seeing Chu Yingchan suddenly shed tears, Gong Yu felt baffled, but also

Can't say anything serious.

Chu Yingchan hugged Gong Yu tightly, hugging her tightly, Gong Yu snorted softly, and subconsciously wanted to push Chu Yingchan away, but her outstretched hand froze in mid-air.

"Master, you are finally back..."

Chu Yingchan shed tears, her pupils were filled with sorrow as if awakened.

"Yingchan, did you have any nightmare?" Gong Yu asked softly.

"Well, I had a very bad dream. I dreamed that Master lost his memory. Every time I woke up, I would forget a lot of things. Sometimes, you don't even remember me..." Chu Yingchan said.

"Is that so..."

Gong Yu patted her on the back lightly, and comforted her: "Okay, I'm awake now, don't cry, Chuchu, you too..."

Gong Yu froze.

Chu Yingchan's heart trembled, fearing that Master would fall asleep again.

Fortunately, Gong Yu didn't fall asleep, she opened her mouth half-open, wondering what she was thinking about.

"What's the matter, Master?" Chu Yingchan asked.

"Chuchu...how are you this year?" Gong Yu asked.

"Boundary?" Chu Yingchan felt uneasy again, "I have reached the perfection of the realm of the gods."

"The Great Consummation of the Human God Realm?"

Gong Yu seems to be hearing this word for the first time, and his pupils are deeply confused: "What is the realm of the gods? No, no... What is the realm?"

This time, she forgot all the realms.

Chu Yingchan's heart that had finally relaxed was tensed again.

"Then... what about your name? Does Master still remember your own name?" Chu Yingchan asked.

"Name?"

For the first time, Gong Yu showed an expression like waking up from a dream: "I remembered, I remembered!!"

"What did Master remember?" Chu Yingchan asked hurriedly.

"My name was robbed! Someone robbed my name!" Guan Yu spoke extremely fast.

"Who?"

"Origin! It's the origin!!"

Gong Yu suddenly realized everything.

Origin took my name... It wants her to become a god, and it hopes that she will become a new origin!

She has forgotten the past, so she can enter any past.

She forgets the state ~IndoMTL.com~ She can be any state.

The sky outside was torn open.

Countless monsters from outside the territory poured in. They are strong and weak, but they are all fatal to humans.

These monsters come to **** the true energy.

They swarmed towards the door.

At the same time.

The door of the sword pavilion of the Daomen opens.

Wearing a white robe, Gong Yu stepped out of it, her steps were frivolous, a little lost. Countless swords followed behind her, fluttering along with her clothes, Gong Yu stopped and looked towards the sky. The famous swords turned with her eyes, all pointing to the sky.

In an instant.

If the evil spirits of the heavens encounter a formidable enemy, they all avoid it.

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