The Old Gods Are Whispering

  Chapter 355 Then kill them all

   In the peaceful courtyard, the cherry blossoms were fluttering, and the old man roared like crazy, like the roar of a monster.

  The antique tea set on the stone table was pushed to the ground, and the tea and tea leaves were mixed and splashed on the ground. The swaying cherry blossoms were torn into pieces by the strong wind, and fell into the turbulent pool, causing the ripples to tremble wildly.

   "Hi hi, calm down!"

The military adviser didn't dare to get close at all, but squatted under the eaves, and persuaded helplessly: "These are all hallucinations. Those people you saw have already died, so why would they come to seek revenge from you? Now there are only a few of those people. Only Taihua is still alive, if she really wants to kill you, you are already a corpse."

"This is what you said yourself. For those who can really kill you, you don't need to be afraid, because it's useless for you to be afraid. What you have to worry about is whether those who can't kill you will surpass you one day. you."

  He scratched his head: "If you continue like this, Tokyo will be torn down!"

  You Ming held a ghost-killing knife that looked like gold, but looked up at the sky, and said curiously: "Obviously I shot with him, why was he the only one who got caught in the end, but I was fine?"

   Currently only the two of them can enter this ancient courtyard.

  The military division is because of his immortal body, even if no one knows the reason, he just can't die.

  You Ming itself is also the ninth-level candle yin god, one of the few superpowers in the demigod domain, so he is naturally qualified to enter the courtyard, and he will not be killed easily.

   Other than that, no one can come in.

  Even members of the Jiang family had to wait in a shrine one street away.

  Jiang Chunyang was clearly insane. He was like a lion at the end of the road, staring around with **** eyes, as if he was patrolling his own territory.

  In fact, he is not chanting scriptures, he is just silently reciting some names.

   Some names buried in history.

  He read a total of thirty-two names, each of whom is a well-known figure in the history of modern sublimation, and a pioneer of the golden age. They are pioneers, giants of civilization, heroes who guard the world, and even broke into the deepest layer of the ancient **** world in one fell swoop, igniting blood and fire with their own hands, and illuminating the stars.

  Among them is the couple Taiqing and Taihua.

  Every name exploded like thunder.

   These names are rarely mentioned, and even most people are unfamiliar with them.

  Jiang Chunyang is an exception. He is now 479 years old. He is a living fossil of human civilization. There are few people with such a long life in the world of sublimators. He has witnessed the process of history with his own eyes.

   Even, before he betrayed the world of order, he was once a member of these names.

   People as amazing and talented as Qing and Chi are children to him.

  Now the heroes who passed away seemed to come from the underworld, like angry ghosts, they questioned him, the traitor, why he betrayed the oath he made back then, and why he betrayed the faith that his comrades forged with their lives.

"Taiqing, you are dead! You were killed by the students you cultivated by yourself. Your beliefs are all a joke! Thousands of years of war are meaningless. Why should I sacrifice myself to save the world? My goal is above the sky, at the end of the sea of ​​stars, I have to go to the highest point step by step!"

  Jiang Chunyang roared: "Get out!"

   He was trapped in a hallucination and couldn't extricate himself, and suddenly let out a shrill scream.

As if being stabbed in an illusion, the pain seemed to bring him back to the era a hundred years ago. He fought and roared on the battlefield covered in bruises, but his comrades around him no longer fought side by side with him, but surrounded him like ghosts. He whispered, as if he was going to eat him alive.

   There was a bang.

  Thunder was billowing in the sky, dark clouds were rolling in, and a thunderstorm was brewing in the sky, like a monster spewing thunder and lightning opened its eyes and looked down at the city angrily.

  Even though Tokyo is a city that never sleeps, it is shrouded in dark clouds.

  It seems that even the light is swallowed by darkness, and there is no light.

   That is the power of the Dark Realm Curtain.

  If someone looks down from a high altitude, they will find that the city seems to be covered by a mysterious black pattern, and millions of corpses walk in the city, like a frenzy of zombies!

   This is the ten trillion undead formation.

  Jiang Chunyang has deliberately stored corpses in Tokyo for many years, and will activate this terrifying alchemy matrix when necessary, so that ghouls become his most loyal army and maintain his rule.

   "Taiqing, Taihua! Taiqing, Taihua!"

  The old man roared loudly, no one knew what kind of torture he suffered in the illusion.

  The howling wind swept the broken cherry blossoms all over the ground.

The military commander's forehead was blown by the wind, and he said with emotion: "If you guessed correctly, this should be the curse of the candle lighting the sacred tree, the most terrifying thing in the world, even he cannot escape. The Priory just burned a section of it. Tree roots, using the extracted ashes, can achieve such a terrifying effect, of course it must be used on him."

  You Ming said calmly: "After all, the king's inheritance is not in my hands, right?"

  It is a terrible thing for a ninth-level Taiyi God to go crazy, and he is also a senior evolutionary.

  At this moment, Jiang Chunyang seemed to sense something, a strange smile appeared on his ferocious old face, his eyes looked towards the direction of Shinjuku District, and a wildfire ignited deep in his pupils.

   "Found you."

  His smile is terrifying, like a ghost crawling out of hell.

  You Ming looked at his direction and narrowed his eyes.

  The military division had deep eyes and said nothing.

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  Gu Jianlin endured the severe pain that his body was about to explode, and suddenly a thousand birds chirped and screamed in his palm, and thousands of lightning bolts shot out suddenly, piercing through the laptop.

  With a bang, the computer exploded, and the shadow of the red skull disappeared.

   "Skylark?"

  There was a crackling sound in his body, and countless fine bloodstains appeared on his right hand, spreading like cracked lines, and spread to half of his body in an instant, as if burning.

   It's a feeling of being torn apart.

   "Don't, don't call me, that's... the singing of Venerable Candle Dragon!"

   Skylark did have a problem, and she seemed to be suffering from the pain of being crushed to pieces. Her voice was no longer ethereal and graceful, but a terrifying double overlapping sound appeared. It was clearly the girl who was speaking, but it seemed like a dragon's chant piercing through the depths of the soul, inadvertently exuding the majesty of the ancient times, like divine punishment.

  If Gu Jianlin didn't have the power of the ancient supreme, his soul would have been shattered on the spot.

   It's like a crow's mouth.

  They have just finished discussing the crisis they will face with each other.

   Turning his head, Skylark has a problem.

   "How could Venerable Candle Dragon's voice appear here!"

   Gu Jianlin vomited blood again, and this time the blood was even mixed with pieces of internal organs.

  He turned around staggeringly, found a pot of tiger piranha on the windowsill, and ignited the fire of the **** sacrifice!

   Devour!

  The fresh life flowed into his body, helping him relieve the pervasiveness of those red hot lines.

  Otherwise, he would really be crushed!

   "Buzhoushan, only Buzhoushan can use this method, they want to catch me back."

   Skylark gritted his teeth and responded: "This group of traitors!"

In the deepest part of consciousness, this stunning girl curled up in pain, **** mist emerged from her white and delicate skin, countless coquettish datura flowers swayed and bloomed in the darkness, and the frenzy-like bright red petals fluttered in the wind, as if they were covered by blood. The turbulent sea dyed red is brewing with the breath of destruction.

  The former pair of bewitching and alluring pupils burned up, turning into blood-colored vertical pupils.

   Bursting out of a ferocious **** light!

  Accompanied by the piercing dragon chant, a blood-red ancient dragon soared into the sky!

   She's coming back to the original!

   And it's in Gu Jianlin's body!

  Gu Jianlin was on the verge of falling, if he hadn't relied on his tenacious will, he would have passed out.

   This time, the Priory was indeed caught off guard.

   But the problem is, the situation is still in their control.

   It wasn't long before Skylark showed up, and they immediately took action.

  After this secret stronghold was discovered, it was made into a trap.

   A trap to catch both of their amphibians!

"If you continue like this, my body will definitely explode, so can you come out?" Gu Jianlin had already sucked the pot of tiger piranha until it withered, and turned around to grab another pot of cactus .

"If I come out of your body directly, then you will really die, because Tokyo will directly become the most terrifying battlefield. A fifth-level scumbag like you will definitely die, and your little girlfriend .After you think about it, if you want me to come out, I can go now!" Skylark said coldly.

   In the face of the issue of life and death, there is no longer a good sister and a good brother.

   There is no so-called motherly kindness and filial piety.

  They are not companions at all, but an alliance of interests.

   In the face of life and death, of course, it is a catastrophe that is imminent. Fly separately.

  Of course, this is not the worst, because the roar of the engine has already sounded outside the mansion, as well as the collision of guns and bullets, and the sound of swords being unsheathed, indicating that the people who came to arrest them have arrived.

  Half of Gu Jianlin's face was already swallowed by red hot lines, he thought to himself that now is really not the time to release the bad woman, because he can feel the sky above Tokyo is shrouded in an extremely terrifying aura.

  Jiang Chunyang is currently in a state of madness, and no one knows what he can do.

  There is only one way now, and that is to endure!

   "Can you hold on?"

  Yueji grabbed his wrist, and found that his body temperature was terribly hot, and her eyes changed slightly.

  Gu Jianlin was about to say something when his cell phone rang suddenly.

"The ones who came to arrest you this time are still two sanctuary-level judges. The black judge, the celestial master path, and the seventh-level Xuanzun. The white judge, the magician path, and the seventh-level soul master. This is the most important combat power , the other twilight candidates are all fifth-level, and for you, they are all sprinkles. With a countdown of 30 seconds, I will drop an alchemy flash bomb at your location, which will help you gain one minute of escape time. "

"Remember to close your eyes in advance. The explosion time of the alchemy flash bomb is only one-thousandth of a second. Even if you use the way of killing ghosts, you can't react. Remember your escape route, Shinjuku Station. This is the world's most There are more than 200 exits in the busy station, like an intricate maze."

  “I have lived here for more than ten years and I still haven’t fully understood the line. As long as you get involved, you will be cat and mouse. You have a lot of room for manipulation. There are Chinese signs in the subway station, and it doesn’t matter if you don’t understand Japanese.”

"Wish you guys good luck."

   This turned out to be a text message to Si Xingye.

   There was a picture of Geng Gui at the end of this text message.

  This cartoon image is believed to be familiar to many people.

shadow!

  Gu Jianlin's pupils constricted, and the first thing he thought of was the shadow.

  A secret organization under the command of the president.

  Specially used to deal with the shadows of the Priory!

   Ding Dong.

  Yueji's cell phone also rang a reminder, and a text message came in her cell phone.

"It's not enough to run for your life, you have to find a way to interrupt the singing, otherwise even if you can escape, it won't last long, because it can cover the entire city. Number three will help you buy enough time to escape, and I will think Do everything possible to help you determine the carrier of the song."

   This text message was sent in the form of a picture, and the background was also pitch black.

  The two brothers and sisters looked at each other.

   I don't know how the other party knows their status, but it's too late to think about it now.

  Gu Jianlin, holding on to the pain of being crushed to pieces, suddenly cast a blur and disappeared like a ghost.

  Yue Ji also quietly turned into a ghost, got into the wall, and fled quickly.

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On the top of a department store in Shinjuku District, someone crawled on the roof, locked the convoy parked in the block with a telescope, and said in an unknown language: "The vicinity of Shinjuku Station will soon become a battlefield, and the on-site matters will be left to you." , help them escape no matter what, if you die, I will collect the body for you."

   Speaking of this, the mysterious man paused slightly: "Including your family, I will take care of it for you."

  The sound of fingernails hitting glass in the earphones is a string of mysterious codes.

  He meant: "We have worked together for so many years, and you don't know my identity. How can you help me collect the body? You don't have to worry about my family. I have already bought a large insurance policy for myself."

  The mysterious man said calmly: "It doesn't matter, I can collect the bodies of everyone who died, so I can always take care of you, unless you can't even leave the body today, I will help you set up a sign."

  The knocking sound sounded again in the earphone.

The meaning of the code translation this time is: "It's not easy to serve this prince. He can really cause trouble. There is no way, this is the person trusted by the president. If you want to win this battle, it is really difficult." It depends on him, right?"

  Prince.

   This is the shadows' special name for that boy.

   There is no meaning of ridicule.

  Just because the president has never been so tolerant to people in his life.

  Even his own son is not worthy.

  That's why they called the boy the prince.

   To be able to get the unique pampering of the president is not the prince.

  Compared, the little princess seems to have been picked up from the garbage dump on a snowy night.

The mysterious man said calmly: "In short, what the president means is that we must keep him at all costs. You and I can die in this war, but he can't. Speaking of which, can you hear the singing? "

   There was a knocking sound in the earphone again: "My rank is not high enough, so I can't hear it."

  The mysterious man fell silent.

   This is really a very troublesome thing.

  The mysterious man learned some secrets of Buzhou Mountain from a special channel.

   Including their special means to deal with the young lady.

   That is singing.

   If you guessed correctly, the eldest lady should be with the prince.

  Once exposed, the consequences would be disastrous.

   "It seems that we still have to go out in person."

  The mysterious man sighed softly, because for a dark person like them to take the initiative to attack, it is tantamount to death.

  Suddenly, the mysterious man panicked.

  Because someone was standing quietly beside him, holding a cup of cold coffee in his hand.

  It was a man in a suit and leather shoes, with a smile on his face: "It's a pity to be exposed like this after lurking in the dark world for so many years. If my junior brother knows that you died for him, he will blame himself for the rest of his life."

  The mysterious man turned his head in disbelief.

   What caught my eye was a pair of deep eyes and a gentle smile.

"good evening."

  Jing Ci took a sip of coffee, and said indifferently: "Just leave the singing to me."

  The mysterious man is naturally a well-trained Yinzi. He recovered from the absurdity and shock in an instant, and said in disbelief: "It turned out to be you. Do you have a way to find the source of the singing?"

  Jing Ci was taken aback: "No."

  He seemed to have really not thought of this question.

  The mysterious man was dumbfounded: "Then what are you talking about?"

  Jing Ci looked up at the billowing dark clouds above the sky, with a hint of blood in his pupils.

   "It doesn't matter, since you don't know who it is, let's kill them all."

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   Now that Calvin is writing, he is numb...

  (end of this chapter)