Refining the Mountains and Rivers Chapter 1416: Resurrection of the gods

In the endless darkness, the concept of time and space seems to have lost its meaning. Suddenly, there was a soft "pop", and a ball of flame appeared from it.

But what is very strange is that despite the presence of flames, it is only itself that can illuminate, and there is no trace of light, spreading into the surrounding darkness.

Illusion and distortion, like a sound coming from far away, coming from the flames, "I need to be absolutely confidential. The process and process of this matter cannot be revealed."

Another voice sounded directly in the darkness, as if it originated from the darkness, coming from all directions, "Of course, we can guarantee this, because the dead cannot speak."

The flame was silent for a moment, "I'll make sure one last time, he really didn't return?" The questioning tone was solemn.

"We can be sure." The voice in the darkness was calm and gentle, giving people a very powerful and trustworthy feeling, "Please rest assured, there will be no hidden dangers in this matter. Even if he comes back afterwards, it will be a done deal. Vested. Stakeholders will not allow it. There are unstable factors that threaten them. Under the general situation, we can get rid of him with a little guidance and bring the whole thing to an end."

"And you, you will also receive the fragments that we promised to continue your life... This is a very cost-effective transaction. Relatively speaking, you do not need to take too high risks. If it is not your identity, the most It’s right, we can find it easily, many you are willing to cooperate."

Illusive and distorted sounds in the flames sounded, "It's best to do everything as you say."

Darkness responded, "Please rest assured."

Puff

The flame went out, and the darkness returned to calm. It was like a place covered by eternal night, and it will be so now and in the endless years to come.

……

Semi-Holy is indeed powerful. There is no doubt that he can easily make his hard-hit battles stronger, but he is not the true holy after all.

In the current situation, there is no way for the non-True Saint to come to stabilize Taoyuan, the big ship that is bumping in the stormy waves.

So after a short period of silence, the pretenders regained their shots, and after witnessing the previous scene, they still dared to choose to take shots. Naturally, their strength is unusual.

"Those who blaspheme the Holy Tao will surely suffer sanctions!" The low, majestic voice suddenly blew up between the heavens and the earth, like an oracle, with a certain strong will that cannot be resisted. As he said, it is an established fact, a prophecy that will eventually come true.

"He said that the blasphemer will lose his eyes and can no longer see the world!"

Baizhan Yuye's eyes dimmed in an instant, and his pupils were pale, like a layer of frost on the surface of clear water.

"He said that the blasphemer will lose his arms and cannot touch everything!"

The paleness reappeared, like a coating of some kind of marble material, starting from the tips of the fingers, it spread rapidly all the way up, and finally covered both arms.

"He said that the blasphemer will lose his feet and can no longer stand on the ground!"

The same paleness, quickly appeared on the feet... But this time, Hundreds of Fighters did not continue to be silent, allowing it to continue to spread and deprive.

The corners of his mouth curled up, showing a cold, violent arc, "I found you!"

Turning around abruptly, the paleness in his eyes shattered and disappeared, and his dark pupils were bright, reflecting a shallow illusory figure.

Crack

Crack

The sound of shattering came from both hands and feet at the same time, the paleness dissipated, and all battles were punched in the wild. The amount of violent violence broke out in an instant, and there was nothing in front of him, and a figure appeared in the muffled snort.

Obviously, he was caught off guard before he had time to dodge, and withstood most of the power in this punch. The instant the blood spurted out, it was directly shocked and shattered into blood mist, but they did not fall miserably, instead they let out a harsh scream.

The next moment the blood mist rushed out, and it condensed into a tall figure with a pair of unfolding blood wings behind it. The invisible blood flame wrapped it, like a messenger from hell.

And this is the name of this strange law, **** messenger!

The wraiths from **** have the ability to directly attack the souls. They can use the most cruel and painful means to tear the enemy's souls apart, and accurately capture every soul fragment and pull them into the endless **** In pain.

Hundreds of battles in the wild obviously did not intend to give the **** messenger in front of him a chance to truly display his strength. He sneered and sneered under his feet, and the dull sound suddenly rose, making people feel like his foot. He stepped heavily on a huge drum.

The **** messenger who approached quickly, his body froze suddenly, and then one after another cracks appeared on it quickly, like a bubble that was broken on one side, and disappeared after a soft "pop".

The spatial shock aroused by the "drumhead" did not disappear. It continued like a big wave, and continued to rush to the phantom that emerged, involving him in it and bit by bit, from the illusory state Persecution becomes real.

He appeared as a semi-holy man, a young man in a white robe holding a scripture book, but the appearance of the skin can be determined by the saints at a single thought, so the apparent youth does not mean anything, only The vicissitudes of life flowing in his eyes can definitely show that he is an ancient semi-saint who has lived for a long time.

There was a trace of anger in his eyes. Obviously, he hadn't expected that he, who has always been known for being weird and unprepared, would be forced out of the figure by a junior who has not yet stepped into the Holy Path, and he was suppressed from the beginning.

This is Taoyuan!

He had to admit that in his heart, there was indeed a trace of awe at this moment. Of course, the goal was not the battle in front of him. No matter how powerful he was, he was only a mortal below the holy path, and he would eventually decay with the passage of time.

He was in awe of the master of Taoyuan, who had never been masked. He was indeed the peak true saint of heterogeneous enlightenment. He claimed to be the strongest existence under the master, and taught a disciple who has not yet entered the sea of ​​suffering. Can have such terrible power.

For the geniuses in the world, fighting over ranks is not a difficult thing to do, especially after they have received some kind of gift from the elders, but this is only limited to the mortal species.

Step into the sea of ​​bitterness and become semi-sacred. Even if you have not yet reached the other shore, or have not been able to see the exact location of the other shore, the rise in the level of life has begun. They have become the holy spirit species, and they are two completely different levels. gap. The difficulty of crossing this gap is unimaginable, and it is basically impossible to accomplish.

"Kill!"

With a low cry, the opponents have fought and fought fiercely, and his whole body is cold and killing intent erupting, and the cohesion seems to form substance.

The white robe holding the book and the semi-sacred heart contracted suddenly, and there was a kind of horrible and desperate feeling that I could only see it at this moment!

Of course, what's terrifying is his breath at the moment, what's desperate is the strong will of Semi-Holy. He has a clear instinct, and he will soon be killed just by fighting a hundred battles in this state.

"Help me!" The white robe holding the book half-sage growled, his scriptures suddenly unfolded, and he forcefully tore off one of them. With this action, the white robe holding the book half-sage stiffened slightly, and his eyes flashed a few times. Deep pain.

Without any hesitation, he slammed the paper out forcefully, and when it got out of his palm, it cracked with a crack, leaving only countless words floating on it.

It is a kind of text that has never been seen before, resembling a certain kind of symbol. The long string is occasionally disconnected from each other, but there is a certain charm flowing in it, like a rushing river, and The river is filled with endless light.

Om

Om

During the shock, this strange text quickly faded and was erased by some invisible force. It also lost its restraint on the internal river. So the river broke out of the embankment and turned into a flood in a flash.

The endless and dazzling rays of light burst out, like a big day that suddenly lit up in front of him, and then a white figure emerged from the light. He has a soft face that is difficult to distinguish between men and women, and his body is almost naked-naked. However, everything that can be witnessed has not been exposed, a pair of white wings spread out behind the back, gently tapping to release an ethereal, ethereal and instinctive awe-inspiring breath.

He didn't need to move, he opened his eyes, and there was pure light inside, gentle enough to wash away all the sins in the world, his eyes rolled and fell on the wild, he raised his hand and held it forward.

The powerful imprisoning force descended from nothingness, acting on a hundred battles in the wild, entwining him in circles like chains, temporarily trapping him in place.

At this time, another figure appeared above the head of Baizhan Yuye. His whole body was shrouded in a black robe. The invisible black mist loomed around him. Strong negative emotions such as resentment, fear, despair, destruction, etc., continued to radiate from his body. come out.

One poked out from under the black robe. It was pale without a trace of blood, like a cold corpse-like palm. As it clenched a huge sickle with an astonishing shape, the phantom appeared, quickly becoming solid and revealing its own color. It was actually a scarlet blood, like the blood that had eaten thousands of people.

The whispers of evil secrets, groans of pain, howls of despair, mad roars...and so on, the voices burrowed into the ears of a hundred battles, disturbed his spirit, crushed his will, and caused his mind to be eroded. Covered by despair and fear.

Huh

The pale, corpse-like palm suddenly raised the **** sickle, as if a flash of **** lightning flashed, and slashed towards his head. At this moment, those noisy and terrifying voices suddenly became stronger.

Boom

A low, dull sound suddenly came out of the wild from Hundreds of Fighters, like something sleeping, awakening and beating under dangerous stimulation.

Boom

Another sound, faster and more powerful than before.

Then the third, fourth, fifth... his chest was shaking, and as it got faster and faster, the heavier "dongdong" muffled.

It's like a hundred battles in the wild chest, hiding the second heart!

The small blood vessels on the surface of his eyes suddenly bulged rapidly, but what spread along with it was not a **** color, but a dazzling gold, like a blazing flame, and like some countless textures intertwined with each other. The strange imprint formed.

At this moment, his whole person gave people a terrifying feeling that was extremely powerful and seemed to destroy everything.

"The inheritance power from the ruined kingdom of God, you actually used them to deal with me, it is really a stupid choice..." The voice became more and more low, from the wild mouth of a hundred battles, without too much emotion, but Everyone can clearly feel the anger in his voice.

Smell of destruction!

Boom

In the deep and loud noise, with his white wings on his back, he shook his hand forward and suddenly broke, as if he had been hit by a terrifying force~IndoMTL.com~ was hit and flew out. In the process of tumbling, His beautiful face showed pain and struggling expressions. On his pure and flawless face, there were textures that exuded a depraved and decadent atmosphere. Two slender spiral horns were drilled out of his forehead, and at the same time his back was white. Between the wings, it seemed that they had suffered the most terrifying pollution in the world. They quickly became pitch-black, and a black flame of emptiness emerged, and gradually spread out to envelop it all, and instantly burned into ashes.

The scarlet sickle that has been slicing into the wild, seems to have suddenly undergone the terrifying erosion of the long river of time. The red blood on the surface quickly becomes dim and dry, like a flower that has lost water. Then it began to decay, spreading rapidly upwards from the tip of the knife, and a large area of ​​rust was mottled, making people feel a strong breath of death and destruction. Painful snoring sounded under the black robe, and the pale palm was released in time, but this obviously couldn't isolate the death force spreading from the sickle. The flesh and blood quickly rotted and turned into sticky pus dripping, and the exposed bones quickly turned black, as if they had been eroded by the night.

The white robe holding the book half-sage hemorrhage and the eyes were frightened, and the person who was rotting under the black robe turned around and fled, not daring to stay a little longer.

"A resurgent **** from the shattered kingdom... Taoyuan really can bring surprises..." A low, calm voice suddenly sounded between the heavens and the earth, and an invisible but vast force descended on the surface of the body. The cash pattern is constantly floating in the wild, and he has regarded him as his trophy.