The Old Gods Are Whispering Chapter 442

  The pupils of the white-robed boy in the mist are also a black unicorn!

  There was a thunderous trampling sound at the end of the long street, as if an ancient giant was rushing towards him!

  Bai Mu was terrified, his pupils reflected the unicorn in the mist, and said in a voiceless voice: "Impossible, impossible, impossible! How could you perform the original regression!"

   Repeating the words three times in a row revealed the shock in his heart. In fact, the ancient gods of the Baize clan usually do not have emotional ups and downs. They always keep themselves calm and efficient, and solve all problems through foresight and calculation. The false ancestors have integrated the power of the gods, and naturally inherited this characteristic.

  However, when he saw the scene in front of him, he was still struck by lightning.

   The trampling sound in the fog was so real that it shook his cognition.

  The monsters in white robes gathered together and sang silent hymns, and gathered into swords of ashes in their palms, rushing into the depths of the mist one after another like ghosts, trying to kill the monster-like black shadow.

  The trembling sound of the sword edge was like the wailing of a ghost, and the criss-crossing sword energy tore through the thick fog.

   Deep in the fog, a ray of fierce pupil light is fleeting!

  In an instant, accompanied by a terrifying roar, the violent dark energy devoured everything, only the fragments of the white robe burned in the wind, and finally reduced to sporadic ashes, which gradually extinguished and cooled, and finally withered without a trace.

  The primitive coercion was overwhelming, and the monsters in white robes trembled and covered their heads with their hands, screaming in pain.

Even Baimu felt that frightening aura, he took half a step back while holding his aching head, the iron sword in his palm trembled, the appearance of the white-robed boy became horrifying in his eyes, Sometimes it is a handsome boy's face, but in an instant it turns into a terrifying unicorn.

  Especially those pair of fierce golden pupils, which are as formidable and terrifying as a ghost.

   This is something beyond his cognition.

  Gu Jianlin had the news of the return of the original, which was not too surprising to them.

  Because in general perception, this boy should be an ancient god.

   Then mastering the original regression is instinctive, no accidents required.

  Because there is a difference between the two.

  The original regression mastered by the ancient gods, if it is used in the real world, it will suffer great backlash.

  The original regression performed by the ghost law can ignore this restriction.

When a ferocious and terrifying face resembling a devil emerged in the mist, a pair of fierce golden pupils seemed to flow lava, hot steam spewed out from his nostrils, and his bony protrusions were as sharp as rocks. One half of the stalwart is rotten like dead wood, and the other half is covered with ferocious blood vessels, half alive and half dead.

  The asphalt road was trampled by him, the telephone pole was ruthlessly broken by him, and sparks burst out.

  The fire hydrant on the side of the road cracked, and groundwater gushed out, drenching His scorching body.

  Steam diffused, and the fog became thicker.

   Plop.

  The members of Omega couldn't help but knelt on the ground on the spot, and the huge coercion suppressed them regardless of whether they were enemies or friends.

  In fact, this is not the first time they have seen Qilin's posture.

   During the scuffle in Shenxu two months ago, some people also witnessed the original posture of the god. The problem is that seeing from a distance and seeing from a distance are not the same concept at all. If you wake up and look out the window, and see a Godzilla appearing tens of kilometers away, you may subconsciously yell, and when you wake up, you will find that the condescending monster is looking down at you , then you may even wet your pants.

  Especially when this mythical creature appears in the real world, it's as if the dimensional wall is broken, the coffee shop on the corner is smashed, and the ancient master roars from billions of years ago into modern times.

  Finally, the pitch-black unicorn stood behind the boy.

  Tang Ling's red hair was blown up by the wind. She raised her head and stared at this terrifying life, but she didn't feel much fear. Instead, she raised her plain white hand to try to touch it, and the palm felt hot.

  She curled up her vermilion lips soundlessly, feeling a long-lost sense of security.

   You don't need a reason to like someone.

  Because if you insist on looking, you can find thousands of kinds.

   Such as a sense of security.

Gu Jianlin is the kind of boy who can give people a sense of security. As long as he is there, he will not hit you on the head when the sky falls. No matter how dangerous it is, he will stand behind you, even if you are tired, he will back you. I'm following you down.

  The situation just now was indeed a dilemma for Tang Ling.

  She is unwilling to return to the world of order.

   But also don't want to see her parents die because of her.

  Gu Jianlin appeared and perfectly solved this problem.

   Like he said, she doesn't have to choose.

  The couple of the Tang family were shocked and speechless. This ancient and majestic unicorn gave them too much impact.

   Enough to subvert the three views.

   Their daughter actually likes something like this!

   "Godzilla..."

  Cheng Youyu almost groaned. As a classmate of Fengcheng No. 2 Middle School, he never thought that he had lived with such an existence for three full years, and even copied other people's test papers during the exam.

  He really wanted to interview the dean of Fengcheng No. 2 Middle School. If that bitter and mean bald man knew what his student looked like, would he dare to yell like that?

  Nie Xiangsi was also stupid, until now she didn't know what kind of great life she was looking forward to.

   It seems that there is reproductive isolation.

  Senior night watchmen including Mu Feng and Lin Lan were shocked. Even though the monster had no intention of attacking them, there was still a kind of creepy horror, and even the instinct of heaven and man fell silent.

  They are all specially transformed celestial beings, carrying the power of the president.

   Now that the president is gone, the power of heaven and man will be less once used.

  If the power of human beings is silent today, it proves that this creature is invincible.

  The restraint of the candlelight law may not have much effect.

  Only Lin Wanqiu was in a daze.

  Because how familiar this great life is, she has seen his murals in the Qilin Fairy Palace!

"impossible!"

  Baimu held his forehead, feeling as if his head was about to split open, and two completely different faces emerged from his jade-like perfect face: "In the domain of Kuafu's ancestor, how could you still perform primitive regression!"

   This is what shocked him the most. Now there is a pseudo-ancestor of the Bai Ze clan occupying the sky above Tokyo.

   And it is still an ancestor level.

  Theoretically, once someone releases the breath of the ancient gods in this city, they will be plundered in an instant.

   It is absolutely impossible for someone to cast the original regression.

   Yet a paradox was born.

   "The ancestor of Kuafu?"

   Gu Jianlin said softly.

   Tang Ling glanced at him, raised her pale finger, and pointed to the sky.

Gu Jianlin raised his head and looked at the terrifying one-eyed eye in the sky. Sure enough, the true strength of the Baize clan was only the tip of the iceberg revealed. The lover of the senior brother should be this kind of false ancestor of the first ancestor. It is the life conceived by the third method, but it has not reached the level of perfection.

  The ancestor is indeed powerful, and should have the power to destroy the world.

  Just wanting to plunder his breath of the ancient gods is a bit overthinking.

   "Is this why the president only favors you and protects you?"

Cypress seemed to be extremely unstable, with a strange dark blue flashing in his eyes, and his hoarse voice seemed to be the roar of another soul: "She betrayed the order, but she left you? Even if you have this unicorn, You can't be my opponent either. The possibility of you trying to escape with them is less than one percent."

  Sword Qi burst out suddenly.

  He strode forward with an iron sword in his hand, the blade cut the ground and left a deep gully.

  Accompanied by the sound of swords, ghost-like men in white robes emerged from the mist, as numerous as sea sand.

"Bai Mu, the path of the sword sect, when he died as a human, he was at the seventh-level sanctuary level. The name of this stage is called Qi sect, which strengthens the power of sword energy fluctuations. As the younger brother of the previous president, he did not inherit that level. This is the pinnacle of swordsmanship. Because the previous president died early, and the president thought he was stupid, so he didn't teach him."

  Tang Ling felt the fierce sword wind blowing towards her face, looked up at the pitch-black unicorn, her red lips curled up: "It's really cool, but I still miss the ancient dragon from last time."

  Gu Jianlin understood what she meant, and smiled silently: "Want to see it?"

Snapped.

   There was a faint trembling sound, shaking the skyscrapers, and the bridge across the bay was trembling.

   Kashiwagi's footsteps stopped suddenly.

   "Actually, you shouldn't have mentioned her in front of me."

Gu Jianlin said calmly: "And you seem to have misunderstood two things. First, I never thought of running away. Although you were not on my list, you are also one of the betrayers, so you will die in here."

  At this time, he actually took out the paper and pen, and temporarily wrote down a brand new name.

   "Second, what I have is not a primitive regression."

  He paused: "It's two kinds."

  In the deepest part of the fog, a pair of blood-red vertical pupils suddenly lit up, accompanied by the blooming of coquettish datura flowers.

  His stalwart body is like a broken sky pillar from Buzhou Mountain!

  Gu Jianlin raised his golden pupils, the pitch-black unicorn roared loudly, and the scalding fire of the **** sacrifice ignited.

  Omega's old men were suddenly engulfed in flames, but they didn't make a sound of mourning, because they were pleasantly surprised to find that their injuries were being healed, a majestic vitality emerged, and the breathing technique was unimpeded.

   Spirituality emerges again.

   This is the power of the Shinji way.

   No, it should be said that it is the authority of the Qilin clan, the control of life and death!

  Lin Lan suddenly disappeared and flickered, and the sound of drawing the knife was like a scraping of iron stone, cutting off a sharp knife!

  clang!

   Cypress raised the iron sword to block his blade, but the blade was pierced by a gap in time and space, almost breaking.

  The pseudo-ancestor raised his palm as if predicting, and abruptly caught the punch from the right!

  With a loud bang, Mu Feng's one-inch fist was firmly blocked, and the turbulent energy exploded.

  After the two senior night watchmen regained their combat strength, the first thing they did was to attack violently!

  The pupils of their eyes were filled with terrible gold, and the silent candles illuminated the law and woke up again.

  Bai Mu is naturally not so easy to deal with as a Sanctuary-level. I saw ferocious horns growing on the top of his head, snow-white wings burst out from behind, and terrifying power erupted from his hands, violently throwing them away.

  At this very moment, Tang Ling had galloped over, and the Great Thunder Sword burst out with scorching electric arcs, which were also dyed with brilliant gold, and the tide-like electric light gathered together, hitting like a tsunami!

  The afterimage was shattered, and the wind and thunder howled.

  In the depths of the mist, the sound of swords colliding was like thunder, and the fierce friction shot out fiery sparks, but the trajectory of the slash could not be seen at all.

  Tang Ling's Ji Lei is a heavy iron sword, so every slash she strikes is powerful and heavy, often defeating the enemy in the most brutal way, which seems rough and simple but has hidden secrets.

  Because there is not enough skill, it is impossible to control this kind of epee.

  Lightning is her best weapon, and the violent arcs converge into blazing swords.

  Following the command of Yu Jianshu, bombarded wildly!

  If they are at the same level, they will be overwhelmed by her offensive in about ten seconds.

  It's a pity that she is facing a sanctuary level!

  Boom!

  The fierce sword energy soared into the sky, smashing the thunder light in the sky like a bamboo!

  Bai Mu slashed out with a sword, and the long street was divided into two, and dust rose into the sky like a tsunami.

  Tokyo Tower is trembling.

   Tang Ling was swept in by the dust, and fell into an empty drug store.

  However, at this moment, Gu Jianlin had closed his eyes, spread his hands and fell into the darkness behind him.

No.

   Rather, the pitch-black unicorn devoured him.

  If you want to deal with Kashiwagi, you need to use full firepower.

  Original regression, of course, must be performed with the strongest posture.

  Baimu raised his blue eyes, stared at the pitch-black unicorn, and raised his trembling iron sword.

ready.

  Boom!

   There was a roar of friction in the sky!

  Bai Mu raised his head, and saw a scorching meteorite falling down!

   No, where is the meteorite.

   It's a blood-red ancient dragon!

  What's going on here? He was clearly using his predictive ability to calculate the movement of the ancient dragon at any time, for fear of being attacked by the Zhulong clan, but he didn't predict the current scene at all.

   Even the trend of the entire battle situation cannot be analyzed.

  He cannot predict the future of this battle through the authority of the Bai Ze clan!

  The sound of dragon chant resounded in Tokyo Bay.

  The blood-red ancient dragon came galloping, and the void where it passed along the way shattered like a mirror.

   Cypress crossed the iron sword in front of his chest, and was still blown away by this stalwart ancient dragon, crashing into a skyscraper, and along with the horrible cracks on the wall, dust gushed out like a tsunami.

  The whole building collapsed!

  In the collapsed ruins, time and space are cracked inch by inch.

  Bai Mu could also feel that he was about to be torn apart by the shattered time and space. The monstrous and majestic ancient dragon was already close at hand, biting the iron sword in his hand tightly, and the gushing heat had scalded his skin.

   "The third method, so you are also a life conceived by the third method!"

It wasn't until this moment that the pseudo-ancestor discovered the details of the monster in front of him, and his dark blue pupils flickered wildly, as if he was calculating something: "Such a perfect double helix of spiritual genes, which side did you evolve from? Ancient **** side? No, human side? No, not right either. What are you, what are you!"

   It's like a disordered artificial intelligence.

  His dark blue pupils flickered, reflecting different postures of the boy.

  Sometimes it is a human boy.

   Sometimes it looks like an ancient demon.

  His tone revealed unimaginable horror and shock.

   Even the thinking of the Bai Ze clan became chaotic. The more sophisticated the machinery, the more likely it would be chaotic when something went wrong. A single parameter error would also lead to wildly different results.

  Gu Jianlin raised his bewitching vertical pupils and looked down at this pseudo-ancestor in chaos.

  Baimu's strength is far inferior to that of the seventh ancestor of Buzhou Mountain.

  That's why he is sure to besiege and kill the opponent.

  The problem is that Kashiwagi seems to know something incredible.

   "Seventeen years of time has accumulated, you can never be an ancient god."

  Bai Mu raised his dark blue pupils, his voice became quiet again, indifferently: "The birth of human beings is nothing more than the product of the experiment of the third law. Thunder has evolved to the limit, and it is absolutely impossible to be like you."

  He paused: "Tell me, who are you?"

   There will only be one change today, and the 40000 will be changed tomorrow.

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