The Old Gods Are Whispering Chapter 364

  Chapter 364 Get used to pain, endure pain

The torrential rain poured down on the broken viaduct, and Gu Jianlin finally liberated the power of the ancient taboo, and also released the demons imprisoned in his heart. It was clearly just a weird syllable, but it seemed to be playing mass music like a torrential sea. If hundreds of millions of dead souls cry and pray in hell, the solemnity reveals a strangeness.

  In the endless darkness stands a majestic god, that is, the unicorn and the candle dragon standing side by side, overlooking the earth like gods, their shadows spread endlessly, like a tide to swallow the world.

   There is also a fortified boundary engulfing this world, along with the spread of ancient and taboo languages, where you can hear the angry roar of the unicorn, or the dragon chant that runs through the world.

  Like a devil-like boy, like a devil-like shadow, overlapping together.

  He walked through the sea of ​​fire indifferently, the light was forcibly swallowed, and the torrential rain rolled up and rushed into the sky.

  The opponent this time is a genuine ancestor, hidden in the body of a sanctuary-level sublimator, absorbing the nourishment of flesh and blood and soul, breaking out of the body at a critical moment, and venting his anger to the world.

  His ancient divine language has just been released, and the extremely cold realm has enveloped the world.

  In terms of the degree of control over the ancient divine language, he is naturally far better than the young man in front of him.

   But here lies the problem.

  Why is this boy able to release the ancient language of God.

  If everything is under the control of the Priory today, then this is the only variable. This huge change can overturn all their previous deduction and turn the battle situation at the most critical moment.

  Gu Jianlin's appearance was indeed unexpected, but it was not a big deal to the Priory.

  The members of the Priory are spread all over the two worlds, whether they are the ancient gods or humans. There are members among them. It is easy to temporarily arrange a deadly killing situation.

   It's just that they made a fatal mistake.

   They underestimated this boy too much.

  The blood-stained dragon did not hesitate to pour out the breath of the ancient **** in his body.

   Almost squeezed out all the power in the body, focusing on the ancient divine language.

  Because he felt a great threat, it was like returning to the age ruled by the gods thousands of years ago, the supremes built a glorious palace in a higher dimension, covering the stars and the sea with supreme power.

   Hundreds of millions of souls can only kneel down and surrender.

  That terrifying sense of oppression can only be brought to Him by the Supreme.

  So he was terrified, and after exhausting all his strength, he actually degenerated into a handsome young man with white hair.

He raised a finger, and the extremely cold realm collapsed sharply, no longer eroding the world, but locked on to the boy in front of him, as if to swallow him completely, the absolute zero freezing point instantly annihilated the torrential rain, along the way The time and space where it passed were frozen and cracked, as if silently disappearing, returning to nothingness.

   This is the absolute zero that modern science can never reach in theory. At this moment, it appears in the taboo domain of an ancestor. Accompanied by the sound like the roar of an ancient bell, the extreme chill permeates the air.

  He didn't know who the young man in front of him was.

   There is no doubt that this is a great creature.

   Must die here.

   We must kill him here while he is still weak.

  Even if you can't kill him, just let him sleep for 10,000 years. In short, such a life should not appear.

  Because this is the same life as the skylark!

   Adaptability to the real world alone is even better!

  Boom!

  The left hand of this ancestor condenses an extremely cold ice sword, which is the purest concentration of power. In his most glorious era, as long as he cut it casually, the boundary of the absolute domain can swallow a tribe, and everything will die.

Amidst the shattering roar, Gu Jianlin raised his pupils. The fierce golden pupils and the bewitching blood-colored vertical pupils respectively reflected the roaring unicorn and the candle dragon soaring into the sky. He clearly stared ahead without any emotion. .

  The huge fortified domain engulfed the world like hell, and the extreme cold was completely frozen at the edge of the domain, but it could not cross even an inch. Because the syllables uttered by the gods have released the ultimate power, the ancient coercion swept across like a tsunami, just like the roar of Qilin and Candle Dragon, that kind of taboo language.

   Such a powerful ancient divine language is no longer observable by the outside world.

  If someone is watching from a distance, they will only feel that the people on the viaduct disappear strangely.

   No, not even the viaduct remains.

  All that can be seen is nothingness!

   This is the characteristic of the ancient divine language created by Gu Jianlin.

   has unobservable properties!

   This is also the second time he has used the ancient language of God in the real world.

  Different from last time.

  This time he tried to integrate the two supreme powers in his body.

   Venerable Qilin is the end of the path of the gods, and what he grasps is the power of life.

  The characteristic of ancient divine language is life and death.

   Venerable Candle Dragon is the end of the ghost-slaying path, and what he masters is the power of time and space.

  The characteristic of ancient divine language is cause and effect.

  The strict boundary is constructed by the laws of cause and effect and life and death. The flow of vitality and death seems to symbolize the birth and death of cause and effect, just like the two poles of the world, diametrically opposite and yet integrated!

   A weapon also appeared in his hand.

It was a pitch-black broken sword, as noble and ferocious as a broken scepter, with countless mysterious patterns on the body of the sword, and a cross like a keel on the hilt, with ancient runes flowing through it, revealing Amazing magic!

  It is about seven feet long, and the blade is missing.

  The Wedge of the Unicorn!

  When he released the ancient divine language, the unicorn wedge finally became agitated and was held in his hand.

   This is like the scepter used by the gods to exercise their authority.

  At this moment, the white-haired boy came through the air, held up the extremely cold sword of ice, and slashed down.

  Gu Jianlin seemed to be in a trance, clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, the edge of the sword trembled slightly, and the domain collapsed!

   At the critical moment, he raised his pupils and slashed down with his sword!

  The roar of Qilin and Candle Dragon resounded, and the stalwart shadow like a **** disappeared in a flash!

  Boom!

   It was clearly the collision of swords, but there was a thunderous bang.

   This is not just a simple slash, but a crashing collision between fields.

   As for the field, it is natural that the strong take all, and the weak will be wiped out!

   Click, a crisp sound.

  Gu Jianlin still maintained the movement of swinging the sword, standing like a sculpture in the wind and rain, but countless fine blood beads ooze from the body covered in iron armor, and there is a roar like a collapse in the body, as if a giant fell down.

   This is an injury he made himself, because there is a price to be paid for releasing the ancient divine language in the real world,

  The Kylin Wedge trembled, and the pitch-black blade reflected the falling ice shards flying all over the sky.

  The white-haired boy also passed him by, but the ice sword condensed by the coldness broke on the spot. Along with the collapse, the extremely cold field he created was forcibly deprived of absolute zero, and there was nothing left!

  There is a huge gap in rank between the two.

  He is a genuine sanctuary level, with an overwhelming strength advantage.

   It's not a way to be killed.

  He is the Candle Dragon Clan!

  A proud dragon!

  However, facing an opponent who was only at the fifth level, his ancient divine language was defeated!

   "What kind of power is that?"

  The white-haired boy said in a young voice: "It seems that you have taken that step, Your Honor."

   The venerable he was talking about was not the blood-colored lord of Mount Buzhou.

   It is the Black Supreme of Qilin Asgard.

  For him, all the disputes in this world are no longer important. The most primitive curiosity of life drove him to ask this question. He really couldn't understand and was extremely confused.

The slash just now terrified him, and his ice sword lost power without warning, as if the line of cause and effect had been forcibly severed, as if he had never released the ancient divine language, then the domain would naturally cease to exist . Not only that, but in the world he lived in, all the vitality he possessed was plundered and replaced by a strict death.

   Cause and effect are cut off.

   Vitality is plundered, and death is pervasive.

  The withered ice sword suddenly decayed, like a withered ice flower.

  It was raining heavily, but the viaduct seemed to have been weathered for thousands of years, exposing the ferocious steel bars.

  Like the devil's tentacles, reaching for the sky.

  Blown by the wind, it will be wiped out.

  There is no breath of life in the field, only the silence of death is spreading.

  Even time and space are dying, because causality has collapsed, and dimensional turbulence is about to erupt.

   Click!

  Gu Jianlin made a backhanded sword, piercing through the wind chime that echoed the singing.

  The ethereal and distant singing stopped abruptly.

  The white-haired boy turned around suddenly, a sharp barb emerged from the nail of his right hand, trying to pierce through his heart.

   Click!

  His head flew high, and a line of blood appeared on his neck, spewing out miserable blood.

   Not only that, the Shibuya area shrouded in torrential rain trembled, a ray of cold light almost penetrated the entire city, and the skyscrapers standing in the darkness were pierced through, showing fine cracks.

   "How dare a little reptile be so arrogant?"

  Skylark has recovered from the distant and ethereal singing, as long as there is no pressure from the Scarlet Supreme, then she can easily crush a Sanctuary level with her rank of ninth-level Zhuyin God.

   After all, she is the most perfect life in the world.

   With a plop, this dragon from Buzhou Mountain fell into a pool of blood, his head rolling like a ball.

  The scorching dragon's blood gushed out and fell like a torrential rain.

  Gu Jianlin was bathed in hot dragon blood, holding the hilt of his sword with both hands.

  His pupils sometimes flashed a fierce golden color, and sometimes filled with a strange blood red.

  The scales peeled off inch by inch, and the bones shattered.

  Even though the pain was so painful that he almost shattered his bones, he didn't fall down.

  Looking deeply at his back, Skylark suddenly figured out something.

  In the past three months, it's not that Gu Jianlin hasn't tried leapfrogging challenges, and every time he gets himself covered in bruises, and there are many times when his life is on the verge of death.

  Especially when using the power of the ancient gods, every time I would faint from pain.

  Not this time.

  Because he can't fall.

  Gu Jianlin knew that the people from the Priory were watching him in the dark.

  Mr. Solomon, who was hiding behind the scenes, should have turned his attention to him again. He could even imagine his vicious and angry eyes, his gradually ferocious expression, and even the palm that broke the goblet.

  That person should be sipping a glass of red wine from a Bordeaux winery in the dark, watching the battle as if watching a popcorn movie, thinking that the situation is under control, and humming a little song.

  When the field on the viaduct expands and he loses his observation target, his expression will change for the first time.

  When that ancestor's domain was shattered, he would probably get up abruptly.

   His eyes were full of disbelief.

   Now his expression should be wonderful, and the emotions in his heart should be more interesting.

  Yes, that's how it feels.

"I hate myself when I was a child, because I was not tall enough at that time, and I always had to look up at adults. You could feel that they didn't take you seriously, didn't care about your feelings, and couldn't hear your voice. You I can't do anything but listen to them." Gu Jianlin put away the unicorn wedge and said softly.

  Pain flooded him like a tide, and every cell felt tearing pain.

  The bones seem to be crushed into powder, and the organs are also weakening.

   "You people who run the world behind the scenes give me that nasty feeling too."

  He smiled silently: "And I'm not a child anymore."

   I don't know if Mr. Solomon can hear it, but it should be possible.

  Because Judge Bai's phone was still vibrating.

   "This is the first time, and there will be a second, third, and fourth time in the future."

Gu Jianlin stared down at the mobile phone, and said in a low voice, "The embankment of a thousand miles was destroyed by an ant's nest. If you make a mistake once, you will make countless mistakes. This time you gave me so many clues, which line do you want me to follow?" Start checking?"

  The cell phone shut down silently.

   It was like the person hiding behind the scenes, leaving angrily.

  Skylark silently stared at his back, complex emotions flashed in his bewitching and alluring eyes.

  Because casting the ancient divine language in the real world is something she has never tried before.

   The cost of that punishment is almost unbearable.

  In the only memory, she was born to be above the world, and she was so powerful that everyone looked down upon her.

  Nobody ever hurt her.

  How can she be worthy of making her suffer.

  So she was actually very afraid of pain, and when she heard the song of the Scarlet Supreme, she was so painful that she could suffocate.

   And she also knows how terrible the price of casting the ancient language of God is.

   That is a terrible punishment thousands of times over.

  Boom!

  Blood gushed out like a waterfall.

  Gu Jianlin's noble horns on top of his head collapsed, and scales that looked like iron armor fell off one after another. His body seemed to be cut into pieces, and blood gurgled from countless wounds.

  The breath of the ancient gods also disappeared without a trace.

  At this time, he doesn't look like the majestic and angry ancient supreme.

   On the contrary, he looked like a somewhat weak boy, with black hair and black pupils, and calm eyes.

   "I know what you're thinking, of course it hurts."

   He said softly, "But I'm used to it."

   Get used to pain.

endure the pain.

   Only pain can make him strong.

   "You are crazy."

  Skylark sensed the aura coming from all directions, suddenly dodged to his side, grabbed him and disappeared without a trace.

   "I have something to tell you."

   Gu Jianlin said softly.

   In an instant, a man and a woman disappeared without a trace.

  The night was dark and the rain was torrential.

  (end of this chapter)

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