I will Bury the Gods: : dead city

On the platform of Guanyin Pavilion, the blood-soaked boy looked back at the dead city in the heavy rain, his heart beating uncontrollably.

The temple building in front of him is two stories high.

The roof is steep, and the brackets are made of broken bones, which is gloomy and eye-catching, and there is no word on the plaque.

He pushed the door of the pavilion, but fortunately, the door was not bolted.

Leaning against the door, the sound of the rainstorm in his ears became softer. He opened his mouth wide and kept sucking in air-conditioning.

His name is Lin Shouxi, he is fifteen years old, and he is the successor of the Demon Sect.

Today is the day when the Demon Sect will be destroyed.

Over the years, the Demon Sect had only one strength left, and the Dao Sect finally set off the final siege after accumulating enough strength.

All the brothers and sisters had been captured, and he was the only one who escaped.

From the black cliff to the forbidden area of ​​the dead city, he who was already wounded had been hunted down for a whole day.

The one who chased him down was a girl of the same age as him, and she was also the only one in the whole world who had the ability to kill him.

She is a Taoist descendant, named Mu Shijing.

"Mu Shijing..."

He said the name slowly.

According to the elders, both he and Mu Shijing were babies born in this dead city fifteen years ago, and they were the only survivors in the city after that disaster.

Seemingly blessed by gods and Buddhas, after surviving a catastrophe, they have talents and roots that ordinary people can't imagine.

There is a 'Yun Dian Ranking' in Jianghu, which is responsible for ranking the world's masters. Since he was ten years old, he and Mu Shijing have firmly occupied the top two.

He glanced at that list every year. Sometimes he was on top of Mu Shijing, and sometimes Mu Shijing was on top of him. Others don't even remember their surnames.

It's a pity that this pair of unworldly talents is not a couple of gods and immortals. Since they were respectively acquired by the two schools of magic, the decisive battle between you and me is destined.

Lin Shouxi closed his eyes, holding the sword tightly in his sticky palm, the tip of the sword hanging on the ground.

He has always thought that he is an inspired killer, if by chance he can stab a shocking sword, then Mu Shijing may be killed by a sword even if he is close to him.

The wind and rain poured into the mullioned windows, whistling non-stop.

At a certain moment, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Here she comes!

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Mu Shijing stood on the tail of the owl, and the silk sash of his Taoist skirt fluttered in the wind.

The blade of the sword is like her quiet eyes, accompanying her to watch the wind and rain of the city.

This dead city was her birthplace, but if it wasn't for the orders of her master, she wouldn't want to come back.

This is a well-known forbidden place, where inexhaustible corrupt aura is deposited. Ordinary people will be immediately corroded if they step into it. A slight discomfort.

This city is well-known among ascetics, but when she actually arrived today, she realized that it was even more weird than she had imagined.

The gate of the dead city has been closed by the imperial court for fifteen years. It is firmly locked by several big bolts and iron chains, and no one is allowed to enter. But today, when Lin Shouxi fled here, the door was opened a crack strangely, and the iron chains and wooden bolts all broke and fell to the ground.

Before entering the city, it was still a cloudless and sunny day, but as soon as she stepped into the city, the sky was dark and rainstorm was pouring down.

There are two completely different worlds outside the city!

She chased and killed Lin Shouxi along the street, and broke through the doors of many old houses. In the house covered with spider silk and dust, there was another strange scene.

In the secular world, many people put statues of venerables to ward off disasters and pray for blessings, and the residents of this dead city are no exception, but the statues they enshrine are neither gods nor Buddhas... Those statues are distorted and weird, and most of them have With a head like an octopus and a body like a scale insect, even the stone used for carving has the texture of stinging skin.

Is there really such a monster in the world?

Mu Shijing has practiced since she was a child, respecting the gods, and her Taoist heart should be peaceful and flawless, but since she entered the city, she always felt a voice whispering in her heart, as if she wanted to tell some terrible secret.

The girl calmed down and stared into the distance. She could catch a very faint red line from the rain all over the sky, and the other end of the red line was where Lin Shouxi was.

The red thread is her perception.

Lin Shouxi's physique is unparalleled in the world, and her perception is the best in the world.

Looking at the gloomy Guanyin Pavilion at the end of the red line, she lightly jumped into the rainstorm.

The fifteen-year-old girl cut through the rain curtain and darted along the white street.

She stopped in front of the two-story Guanyin Pavilion.

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The torrential rain fell without any sign of decline.

When Mu Shijing arrived at the door, Lin Shouxi noticed it.

This opponent, whom he has only seen in his life, is just a door away from him!

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva blesses you." Momen doesn't believe in gods, but he still recited silently.

In the Guanyin Pavilion, the statue of Avalokitesvara stands behind him, with the upper end reaching directly to the canopy of the algae well. Under such a huge shadow, he is holding the sword tightly, the meridians on the forehead are throbbing wildly, and the severe pain is constantly tearing at his chest body, but did not make his hand holding the sword tremble.

The sword in his hand has also been with him for many years. At this moment, it seems to be able to sense the master's mind, and its edge is darkened, like a wolf dormant in the dark.

Heavy rain, heartbeat, breathing, sword intent, murderous aura...

The noisy sound of rain disturbed his perception.

Suddenly thunder and lightning cracked the sky, and the mullioned windows were illuminated completely white!

Almost at the same time, the most powerful swordsmanship of the Demon Gate, the "White Pupil Black Phoenix Sword Classic", was mobilized at this moment, breaking through to the eighth level in an instant.

The arc of the sword is cold.

The wooden door was destroyed in an instant, and the rain was smashed into fog by the sword energy, which merged into a water curtain and rolled up to the sky.

In the vast white water, the sound of sword cries and strikes resounded.

Lin Shouxi hit it!

He hit a sword, a sword hanging in the air.

The sword was cut flying in an instant, and it was stabbed obliquely on the ground, trembling continuously.

This is Mu Shijing's saber, but the owner of the sword is nowhere to be found!

"Not good!" His pupils shrank slightly, realizing something was wrong.

The lightning had already flashed, and the deafening thunder came at this time, and an even harsher sound sounded under the cover of the thunder.

That was the sound of the roof being chipped.

Mu Shijing hung her saber outside to confuse him with the intent of the sword, but she herself jumped onto the roof of the building at some point.

With her true energy, she smashed down the building, and fell down the well from a tall building standing on her own like a falcon. The weapons in her hands were two green tiles.

The blue tile came through the air, spinning towards Lin Shouxi like a sharp blade.

Lin Shouxi was caught by the trick, and he hit the air with his sword. He turned around and swung his sword a little weakly, but he still intercepted the two flying tiles.

The tiles shattered into powder, and he let out a miserable snort, almost being shaken out of the Guanyin Pavilion.

Mu Shijing landed lightly and touched the ground with his toes. The true energy of the Daoist sect was condensed in the palm of his hand and released instantly.

Lin Shouxi wanted to swing the sword, but the tiger's mouth was torn, and he was unable to hold it, so he stretched out his left hand and bravely returned a palm.

The two palms clashed, and the true energy exploded, the sound was as loud as thunder.

Lin Shouxi stepped back a few steps, stretched out his feet, and stabilized his figure. He knew that he would be defeated, but his mind was as calm as a lake. When the girl approached again, he held the sword in his left hand, forgot all the sword skills, and stabbed out with only his intuition.

Mu Shijing's expression froze, the dying sword seemed simple, but the killing intent was so solid that it was suffocating!

Unfortunately left handed.

Mu Shijing could have chosen to avoid the edge temporarily, but she didn't. She is the number one in the world today, and she has her own pride. She bit her red lip, leaned forward against her killing intent, and pointed at it with the Taoist's unique 'Shen Miao Finger'.

The sword and fingers crossed.

Lightning flashes and thunders, and the severed blue silk dances wildly in the wind and rain.

Lin Shouxi's sword stopped by her cheek, and Mu Shijing's fingers firmly touched his chest!

In an instant, the outcome was decided.

The boy flew upside down and landed on the rain-watered platform.

His entire right arm was shattered, and it was burning red. The falling rainstorm touched his arm and turned into wisps of white steam.

Mu Shijing retracted his fingers and walked out of Guanyin Pavilion with his hands behind his back.

Just now, the collision of true qi was too intense, and the eaves pillars, which had been in disrepair for a long time, were shaken to pieces, and finally they were overwhelmed and collapsed.

Mu Shijing turned a deaf ear to the destruction of Guanyin Pavilion, she just stared at Lin Shouxi who fell in the rain.

To her surprise, this peer of the Demon Sect still had the strength to sit up.

But that's all.

"Why do you want to be enchanted?" Mu Shijing asked routinely.

"I was picked up by my master since I was a child, and my master treats me like a relative, can I still join the enemy?" Lin Shouxi felt that she was asking a stupid question.

"Now your master is dead. If you wish to surrender, I can invite you to visit the God of Rites. If the **** forgives your sins and you are willing to correct your sins, the Taoist sect will let you go."

Mu Shijing spoke softly, as if out of pity for the only one of his kind.

"I want to live, but I don't want you to give me alms." Lin Shouxi smiled bitterly, "Besides, my demon sect never respects your gods."

"Then..." Mu Shijing shook his head lightly, the emotion in his eyes getting weaker and weaker: "Do you have any last wishes?"

Lin Shouxi sat slumped in the thick blood pool, the chill burrowed into his bones like insects, he couldn't stop shivering, his thin face was washed pale by the heavy rain.

Those elegant white boots appeared in the blurred vision, and Mu Shijing approached.

"Do you have any regrets?" Lin Shouxi asked her back.

"Huh?" Mu Shijing frowned lightly.

"Killing me like this can prove your Taoism?" Lin Shouxi's voice was weak. He wanted to raise his head, but he couldn't do it, so he could only look down at the ground.

Mu Shijing knew what he was talking about.

They are old enemies, and there should have been a fateful battle.

But this decisive battle was unfair - before Mu Shijing chased and killed him, he was besieged by the elders of the Taoist sect and was seriously injured.

"Shimen doesn't want me to take risks, and Shijing doesn't dare to risk the future of Shimen. I..." Mu Shijing pursed his lips, and said softly: "This battle can't prove my Dao heart, but It can prove that my Taoism is orthodox.”

"Taoism orthodox?" Lin Shouxi sneered, endured the severe pain and said a series of words: "They want to use me to break your Taoist heart! You are too strong. After I die, the demon gate will be completely destroyed. The goalkeeper is invincible, and you will be regarded as a threat...you will never end well!"

Mu Shijing did not refute, she looked at the dying young man, and said: "I grew up in a Taoist sect, and my master taught me to raise me, Shi Jing has not dared to forget his kindness, so I should repay it with all my strength. My Taoism has been three hundred years old, and it is my duty to eliminate demons and defend the Tao. I am the heir of this generation, and the fire of the Tao has reached me, so I will protect it from extinguishing."

"Are you convincing yourself?" Lin Shouxi sneered.

Mu Shijing remained silent.

She raised her fingers and stood in front of her.

A pure sword light condenses on the fingertips.

Lin Shouxi couldn't make any resistance. He tried his best to raise his head, as if he wanted to remember Mu Shijing's face.

Today is the first time he and Mu Shijing met. In the past, he had heard the legend of Mu Shijing. At that time, she came to Buddhism and listened to the first lecture with all the disciples. She just sat quietly on the futon and listened carefully. , But in just one stick of incense, Buddhist disciples have lost their minds countless times.

In his opinion, this daoist girl is even more beautiful than the legend, but at this moment, this beauty heralds death.

Another bolt of lightning strikes, and the sky and the earth are extinguished.

Lin Shouxi's pupils shrank suddenly!

As death approached, his eyes suddenly moved away from Mu Shijing's face. He looked behind her, as if he saw something more terrifying than death.

Mu Shijing shook his head lightly, disappointed and said: "Such a trick, do you still want to deceive me?"

Lin Shouxi didn't seem to hear her words, his eyes were as dull as death.

When Mu Shijing saw blood dripping from the corner of his eye, she gasped and felt a chill on the back of her neck.

While hesitating, she slowly turned around.

The girl froze in place.

The Avalokitesvara Pavilion collapsed, but the Avalokitesvara statue still stands in the rainy night.

Frequently flashing electric lights illuminate its appearance.

Guanyin... No! That's not a Guanyin statue at all!

Mu Shijing glanced at it, her pupils seemed to be stabbed by sharp objects, and the pain was excruciating. She hummed, closed her eyes and bowed her head, not daring to look any further.

But she still remembered the general appearance of the 'Guanyin Statue':

A **** in a shabby yellow robe and a pale mask!

She didn't dare to take a closer look, but only noticed a bony hand protruding from the robe, holding a bone seal. And that robe... At this moment, she moved her eyes down, staring at the robe, it was an even more shocking scene:

I saw the turbid yellow lower robe bulging high, with countless swollen and scaly tentacles poking out from below, exuding a strong stench, and covered with scalp-numbing eyes and mouthparts!

Of course, the pure statues are nothing to fear, but the most frightening thing is that these disgusting things twisted in this rainy day!

What the **** is that? !

Mu Shijing also felt that his body was frozen, his blood condensed into icicles, and his slender body couldn't help trembling.

Lin Shouxi also lowered his head after experiencing a brief period of blindness... What Master said turned out to be true, there really are unknowable demons in this world!

As soon as he thought of this thing standing behind him just now, a chill filled every open pore.

Get out of here... get out of here!

They weren't sure if it was a living thing, but at this moment, all they could think about was fleeing.

But no one can move.

The moment they saw such a terrifying thing, their bodies and spirits were imprisoned in place.

Then, something even more terrifying happened——Lin Shouxi felt a cold and invisible hand touch his back and neck ~IndoMTL.com~ counting his bones one by one.

No, that's not the hand either!

Lin Shouxi turned his head a little, and looked hard to the side and rear.

Fog!

The invisible hand turned out to be a heavy wet fog spreading over!

I don't know when it started, a huge white fog surrounded them. It was a pale torrent, and it enveloped the whole city in a blink of an eye. The city under the platform was no longer a city, but more like a dense fog. abyss.

They could all feel that in this 'abyss', there were invisible and terrifying ghosts running around. The thick fog covered their true faces, but they didn't block the maddening murmurs and hisses!

What kind of dead city is this? This is clearly the vestibule of purgatory!

No matter how talented Lin Shouxi and Mu Shijing are, they are only fifteen-year-old children. Under repeated fears, their Taoism almost collapsed.

"You...do you still remember the scene when we were born?" Lin Shouxi opened his mouth and said each word, his voice was dry and hoarse.

After a long time, Mu Shijing hummed.

Their fashion is babies, of course it is impossible to see it with their own eyes.

But they have heard about the catastrophe countless times from their elders——Fifteen years ago, a strange white mist enveloped the entire city, and the sky seemed to be torn open by a demon, turning yellowish. Thunderbolts twisted in the center of the city, and the torrential rain vented all night. After one night, the city was full of carrion corpses, only two babies survived.

Mu Shijing understood the meaning of his words.

When they were born, the catastrophe that almost ruined the lives of all the people in the city... reappeared in front of them!

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(The new book is released, and the new book period is temporarily updated with one or two chapters per day. Jianjian first adapts to the rhythm of writing books, and then updates two chapters every day~)