The Old Gods Are Whispering

  The dark underground warehouse was filled with blood, the dark blue pupils of the monsters in white robes were extinguished, they were nailed to the ground by iron swords, and their corpses were cut into pieces. One can imagine how fierce battles they have experienced.

  Hua An casually threw out a deck of playing cards. The thin cards spread out like a waterfall, and the surface of the cards was glowing with golden light.

  The sky full of cards tore through the air and screamed, and the clown's smile was eerie.

Faced with such a swift attack, Tang Yun could only be forced to set up an iron sword to block. Even though her slash was as fast as a butterfly piercing a flower, and barely blocked most of the fatal attacks, she was still cut by the whistling cards. hurt.

Her cheeks were scratched, her shoulders were cut, and her dress was damaged in many places. She said with a cold face: "It seems that as the secretary of the president, although you are a shameless traitor, you are still a little bit ethical." .”

  Even though the dress was torn, exposing the white and tender skin, the important part was intact.

  Hua An bowed and said calmly, "This is respect for ladies."

As the president's private secretary, this magician has not fought against the enemy for many years, and even people have ignored his combat effectiveness, but in fact he graduated from the Central Spiritual Academy with the first place in the year , and once trained in the Omega sequence, ranked in the top ten of the first echelon.

   It is no exaggeration to say that this is the most powerful magician below the sanctuary level.

  Especially after he mastered the Law of Candlelighting, his strength has taken a qualitative leap.

  Boom!

Tang Yun rushed forward in a flash, raised the iron sword and drew a cold arc, but the gushing sword energy just tore apart the afterimage left by him in vain, and did not cause any substantial damage. s damage.

  The phantom was shattered, and the black crows came with wings, and she was once again swallowed by overwhelming illusions.

  As her consciousness gradually sank, she shouted: "Ying Changsheng!"

  The fierce brilliance lit up in the darkness, and Ying Changsheng finally broke free from the illusion. The first thing he did was to open his arms, and a brilliant golden light curtain emerged behind him, rippling like ripples in the water.

  As a sixth-level sword ghost, he has the ability to condense energy into a sword!

  Even if there is no sword, he can also point like a sword and spew sword energy.

  The Six Meridians Excalibur in martial arts novels is based on this ability.

  Of course, he can also control the flying swords flying in the sky, just like the peerless sword fairy in ancient mythology.

   From the brilliant golden light curtain, a pair of nihilistic swords protruded, and suddenly fell like a violent storm!

The former president also used this ability. In the past, she could condense nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine flying swords. The majestic sword energy enveloped the sky and the earth, and she used the thunder of the gods as a guide to bring down divine punishment. That is a bomb that is almost impossible to avoid, as long as she locks on you, even though the world is vast, you have nowhere to escape.

Ying Changsheng doesn't have the aura of destroying heaven and earth, he can only gather ninety-nine flying swords at once, using the breath of his own ancient forbidden curse wind as a guide, create a hurricane-like sword momentum, and destroy the enemy like a tornado .

  In the criss-crossing storm of flying swords, the sound of smoke bursting continued.

  Hua An dodged in the sword wind, relying on the teleportation technique to lightly avoid the flying sword's cutting.

  Ying Changsheng realized something was wrong.

  The basic ability of a magician should not be so strong.

"Many people always ignore the power of the magician path. In fact, as a kind of inheritance path, it is not the oldest path. The depths of the universe. The president once taught me that this path has great potential." Hua An's voice sounded from all directions, like the whispers of ghosts, which made people crazy.

  Ying Changsheng raised his hand to support his forehead, and forcibly stabilized his spirit.

  Unfortunately, the overwhelming hallucinations still descended, countless Hua An stepped forward with expressionless faces, and the sword energy all over the sky passed through their bodies, unexpectedly unable to cause any harm to him!

Hua An's eyes flashed a strange red, and his voice was hoarse: "By the way, I will tell you another secret. The Law of Candlelight is not just a restraint on the Law of Youying. It is about harnessing the power of nature and greatly enhancing extraordinary abilities. It’s the President who recorded the content in the will, didn’t she teach you before she was alive?”

  At this moment, Ying Changsheng suddenly realized that his spirituality was dry, and the howling sword energy collapsed.

  He knew it was an illusion, but he couldn't resist it.

   I have to admit that Hua An has indeed learned the essence of things after being with the president for many years.

   He even knows this kind of swordsmanship very well.

  He used teleportation to avoid overwhelming damage, and then used illusion to disrupt the enemy's will.

   The final blow is fatal!

  After Hua An possessed the power of heaven and man, the illusion he cast was unstoppable at the same level!

boom.

  Hua An exploded into a cloud of smoke, suddenly appeared behind him, and turned out a poker card with his right hand.

"it's over."

   With the rotation of the cards, Ying Changsheng's back heart is about to be pierced!

   Click!

  Hua An looked at his lower abdomen in shock, and an air sword wrapped in air pierced through his lower abdomen.

  The most important thing is that the air sword also pierced through Ying Changsheng's lower abdomen.

   "A traitor, why do you keep talking about the president?"

Ying Changsheng's face was as pale as paper, but his long and narrow eyes were full of astonishing nobility and arrogance, and he said indifferently: "It is true that the President has no time to teach me how to use the law of candle lighting, but she has taught me what faith is. I can't resist your hallucinations, but that doesn't mean I really have nothing to do with you."

  The crown prince of the Ying family pressed his fingers like a sword on his lower abdomen.

   At the critical moment, he let his ability collapse, condensing the last trace of spirituality and releasing the Qi sword.

  At the cost of seriously injuring himself, he finally hurt the other party.

   "Relying on the sense of pain to forcibly break free from the illusion, and I have calculated the timing of my shot. It is indeed a genius, but it is a pity." Hua An endured the pain of being pierced through his lower abdomen, and the cards between his fingers trembled slightly.

  In an instant, Tang Yun also broke free from the hallucination. She turned around and jumped up lightly, slashing down with a sword!

  Hua An raised his head abruptly, and there was a gap of flesh and blood on his forehead. It was the blood-red third eye.

  Mythical weapons, pupils of nightmares!

  If Gu Jianlin was present, he would recall that when he faced the secretary-general, he also tried to hypnotize him with a similar ability, but unfortunately, because the spirit of the ancient supreme was not affected, it would not have any effect.

  The problem is that Tang Yun is not the ancient supreme, she was hypnotized in an instant.

boom!

  The iron sword hit the hard ground, and the gravel flew away.

   Tang Yun's mighty and heavy sword fell through the air, and he forcibly turned around and swung his sword again!

  The resolute sword movement came to an abrupt end.

  Because Hua An's third eye was fixed on her, controlling her will.

  No matter how hard Tang Yun struggled, he still couldn't cut off the sword, as if his body was out of control.

"Sorry, I don't want to be like this either. I used to be an idealist like you, but this world is too dark, and I can't resist their will. Please stop struggling. If I neglect my duties, they will take me away." Everything! I can't afford that kind of price!" Hua An's third eye was bleeding and tears, it turned out that he didn't seem to be as relaxed and freehand as he appeared on the surface, in fact, he was on the verge of collapse.

   "The task I received is to capture alive, I don't want to kill you!"

   he growled violently.

   One against two is a very difficult battle, and he only uses his rich experience to suppress it.

  His voice is like the howling of a ghost, which makes people's will collapse.

   "Think about who gave you everything you have."

  The darkness in front of Ying Changsheng's eyes became more and more intense, and he was about to fall into a nightmare: "Without her, you are nothing."

  Tang Yun tried his best to regain control of his body, gritted his teeth and said, "Dog...traitor!"

  They all saw the pain and struggle in the Secretary-General's heart, so they attacked with words.

  As long as there is a slight flaw, they still have a chance.

  Hua An said with a sad smile: "It's useless, do you really think that the master of the world of order is the president? Wrong, you are all wrong! The will of this world has never really obeyed her!"

  This man was bleeding from all seven orifices, crying like a mad clown, but his crying was like the howling of a ghost.

  The gloomy temple trembled, and the white-robed monsters who came one after another were affected one after another.

   A terrifying hallucination appeared in front of my eyes.

boom!

  Tang Yun forced his iron sword to shatter with the help of his last wit, countless sharp fragments shot out, and condensed into a dense sword net under the control of Yujianshu.

  At the last moment, she actually wanted to die with the enemy!

   A smile appeared on Ying Changsheng's lips, and the fingers piercing through the lower abdomen exerted a slight force, and the sword energy was about to tear himself apart!

  The reason why he laughed was because this little girl went with him.

  However, at this moment, the sound of dragon chant runs through the world!

  Boom!

  The monsters in white robes turned around one after another, and an ancient blood-red dragon came through the void.

  Time and space shattered like a fragile mirror, and the white-robed monsters were smashed without any ability to resist, because their spirituality was already disordered in the dragon's roar, and any extraordinary ability could not be displayed.

  Hua An's illusion also came to an abrupt end amidst the dragon's chant.

  He turned around in shock and looked at the end of Shinto, the closed iron gate was opened again.

  The boy in the white shirt stood in the darkness, his blood-red vertical pupils seemed to be burning, and the eerie ghost knife trembled endlessly!

  The blood-red ancient dragon soared into the sky, entrenched in the darkness, roaring.

  The boy disappeared like a ghost, leaving only a blood-red flash, like lightning!

  A strong smell of blood came over his face, his knife had already been stained with the blood of many people, as if tearing the distance between the past and the future, a phantom of a peerless beauty emerged from somewhere, in line with his movements.

  No extra words, no question of cause and effect.

  The boy's eyes locked on you and he will never die, even chasing you to the end of time!

This is the ultimate level of killing ghosts in the super-dimensional level. Even if the **** supreme comes, it may not be able to do better, because it is difficult for him to surpass his past self. This is the most powerful knife emerging from the long river of time .

  The dragon chant was fleeting, and the dark temple fell into silence.

  Hua An's spirituality became chaotic amidst the sound of the dragon's chant, and there was only a flash of blood-red Daohua in front of him. His body was cut off in the middle, and the gushing blood rose into the sky like a waterfall.

   This is the way to kill ghosts.

   Winning or losing is often in an instant. Winning is straightforward, and losing is far away.

  Tang Yun was overturned by the turbulent wind, and supported the ground with his hands to relieve the inertia.

  When he raised his head again, what he saw was a pair of vertical pupils looking at the world.

  Blood dripped down, Ying Changsheng looked up at the ancient dragon, almost couldn't help but want to lean back.

   What a fast knife.

  What a terrifying ghost-slaying.

   In just an instant, he jumped up and killed a sixth-level magician.

   Bang.

  Hua An's mutilated upper body fell on the stone steps, and the boy stepped on his chest following him.

  Gu Jianlin looked down at him condescendingly, and the ancient and majestic dragon roared wantonly!

   It seems that he has not been affected by the Candlelight Law at all.

  Hua An couldn't figure it out, he clearly created overwhelming illusions, and he was blessed by the law of candlelight.

   Why does this boy step into his field without being affected in the slightest.

   Even the power of You Ying's law has not collapsed.

   "Before you die, tell me."

  Gu Jianlin's voice was cold, and he paused every word: "Who is the mastermind of the blood moon massacre?"

Hua An was overwhelmed by the severe pain of being cut in half, and his sternum was trampled and broken. He opened his eyes with force, but what he saw was a pair of pupils burning with blood and fire. The incident of being invaded, coupled with the attack on this building, immediately made everything clear.

   "So you already know everything."

   His consciousness was fuzzy, and he said softly.

  Gu Jianlin looked at this man coldly. Once upon a time, he tried to vindicate his father with a naive heart. In the end, the so-called blood moon massacre did not exist at all, but a dirty blame.

  The reason turned out to be the greed of those order guardians.

  Gu Jianlin was once stupid enough to want to prove to those people that his father was innocent.

  How ridiculous.

  The so-called crime of carrying a jade is like this.

  In the eyes of those superiors, as long as you have that kind of power, it is a sin.

   "You won't know."

  Hua An coughed up a mouthful of blood, but a strange smile appeared on his lips: "Ji Ye is coming soon."

  Gu Jianlin didn't expect to get any answer from him, but just said softly: "The last one."

  Hua An failed to understand the meaning of his words, so he chopped off his head with a backhand knife.

  The head with a weird smile slid down the steps.

  The eyes are empty and weird.

  Gu Jianlin breathed the smell of blood in the air, silently took out a scroll from his pocket, took out a lighter, and lit it casually. The flame swayed and swayed, illuminating his hard face.

  The scroll was burned in flames, and ashes floated above his head like clusters of burning will-o'-the-wisps.

  The smell of blood became stronger and stronger, as if it was burning!

"This is…"

   Tang Yun felt a **** wind coming from the end of Shinto, and the strong smell of blood made her feel sick!

   "The Ritual of Blood."

  Ying Changsheng said softly: "He is going to advance."

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  In the dark, someone was walking in the corridor full of blood, humming softly.

   "Lord, please help me."

He dragged a corpse in a white robe, and painted hideous totems on the wall with a paintbrush dipped in blood. His eyes seemed to be crazy: "The river overflowed my waist, and I begged for relief. The Lord said, He Only give, and I choose. Whether drowned or floated, I shall have the truth!"

  “I have eaten bread as hard as a rock, fell off a cliff without a scratch, and toppled a dynasty in a short time!”

   He said softly: "And now I am alone, and the fire is burning."

   Plop.

  The body fell to the ground.

  The whole deep space science and technology building is full of corpses, blood flows like a river, and the smell of blood is extremely strong.

   It was like hell.

   There are ancient totems painted with blood on the walls of each floor.

   If put together, it looks like a... dragon hovering over the entire building!

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  In the silent temple, a knife tore apart time and space out of thin air, creating a huge black hole.

  Ji Ye walked out with the sword box on her back expressionlessly. She used the mythical weapon with time and space characteristics to overcome the limitations of time and space, and forcibly arrived at the battlefield at the last moment.

  However, at this moment, she heard the terrifying dragon roar.

   Someone opened their eyes, and there were graceful mandala flowers in their pupils.