The Old Gods Are Whispering

  Chapter 278 The person who sent the unicorn mask

  Gu Jianlin glanced at the time on his phone, it was about an hour before the assembly.

  At this time, he thought of when he was in elementary school. His parents had not yet divorced.

   Didn't expect that when he grew up, he would still have this kind of experience.

   It's just that it's useless to pretend to be sick this time, the camp is full of priests and alchemists.

  He couldn't find a reason to shirk.

"Really annoying."

  He returned to his tent, and casually released the lock of non-existence, and the silver-white chains flew vertically and horizontally.

  Before he left, he still had to take a look at the contents of the clay tablet of fate.

   However, for a moment, he suddenly had a whim.

"The teacher once told me that the avatar created by the Qilin forbidden spell cannot be one kilometer away from oneself, but this is only for human beings. I don't know if my shadow can break this restriction. If possible, I can let the shadow support Youzhu. , as long as you don’t suffer fatal injuries, you won’t disperse.”

   Gu Jianlin murmured to himself: "Jiuyin doesn't need to be carried by the shadow. After all, this thing has too many side effects. The shadow will collapse after being used a few times. It's better for me to hold it in my hand."

   If Jiuyin is really needed, he can summon the fragments of the Qilin Wedge and put Jiuyin in it.

   Let the shadow summon back the fragments of the Kirin Wedge.

   Perfect Loop!

  Try it!

   For a moment, the spirituality in his body evaporated, and a blood-red shadow condensed out of thin air.

   This is where it gets interesting.

  If it is the Kamiji way, then the shadow is pitch black.

   On the contrary, if it is the way of killing ghosts, then the shadow will be blood red.

  The Qilin forbidden curse is really powerful against the sky. It is indeed one of the five original forbidden curses. Even if the shadow is condensed, it is not a flesh and blood body, but it has a solid entity and a spiritual cycle.

   Even able to use breathing.

  The whole body is entangled in blood-colored mist, and it is hard to see whether he is wearing clothes or not.

  Beautiful face, long ink-dyed hair scattered like a waterfall.

  It is breathtakingly beautiful.

  Shadow pulled out a sheathed alchemy dagger from the tent, and disappeared in place like a ghost.

  Gu Jianlin manipulated the shadow, silently counting the time and distance.

  For the ghost-slaying path, it doesn't take much effort to run a kilometer.

   Gu Jianlin focused on two purposes, and felt that the distance between the main body and the clone had just reached the limit.

  The shadow continues to move in the opposite direction from him.

   Ten meters, twenty meters, thirty meters!

   Very good, there really is no distance limit!

   This is similar to the yin and yang jade pendant.

  This is the benefit brought by the Supreme Personality, and every ability has unexpected surprises.

  The only price is that Gu Jianlin has two purposes, so he has to devote his mind to one thing.

  When the avatar gets busy, the main body will be in a daze.

  When the main body gets busy, the avatar will also be in a daze.

   "It's no wonder Youzhu's academic performance is so poor, she's actually pretty smart."

   Gu Jianlin muttered.

  The shadow has galloped on the endless ice field, rushing to the depths of the sea of ​​eternal life.

  After finishing this matter, he was relieved a lot.

  He sat on the military bed and opened the sealed wooden box.

   Clay Tablet of Fate.

   The last time I watched the Fate Clay Tablet, it was thanks to Thunder.

   That was a clay tablet of fate that Lao Gu brought back from the Qilin Immortal Palace, and it was sealed in the courtyard of souls.

  After looking at the tablet of fate, Gu Jianlin learned a huge secret.

   I don’t know what kind of harvest I will get this time.

   This clay tablet of fate is also engraved with strange words crawling like snakes, twisting like a living creature, shining with a strange light, and even emitting black mist when he stared at it.

   Bang!

   Gu Jianlin's mind roared, and he felt that the words in front of him twisted like a whirlpool, swallowing his spirit, and there was only a strange twisted tunnel in front of him, as if he had traveled through time and space.

   The endless dark depths.

  I vaguely heard an ancient and deep voice, as if a ghost was laughing hoarsely.

   There was a hint of malice in the laughter.

   This seems to be the voice of Venerable Qilin!

  It was a dark and deep mausoleum, and huge black chains wrapped around the golden coffin like keels.

  In such a noble coffin, there is a person who is sealed by a shroud faintly lying!

   No, not people!

   But God!

   This scene is very familiar to Gu Jianlin, because this is the mausoleum where he was imprisoned.

  Boom!

   There was a roar in the silence, and the boulder rubbed against the ground, making a loud noise.

  Fire light came in faintly, reflecting the noble golden coffin.

  The person sleeping in the golden coffin seemed to be a man. When the light fell on him, he opened a line of fierce golden pupils, quietly straightened his body, and looked down.

   It is clearly imprisoned in a coffin, just like a king sitting on a throne.

  A huge shadow is reflected in the depths of the mausoleum, like a ferocious black unicorn.

   There was a furious roar in the dark.

   "I haven't seen sunlight for more than two thousand years, my lord."

Someone said softly: "It's really scary. Even though you have been killed by the town for more than two thousand years, your power is still so strong. If you hadn't recovered the spiritual realm, no one would be able to set foot in this tomb. With this power, you will In a short time, you may be able to kill all the Kuilong ancestors on the first floor."

  This person's voice is so weird and erratic that he can't even distinguish between men and women.

   "Fortunately, you still maintain your sanity."

  He paused: "Otherwise I won't be able to come in."

  In the deepest part of the silence, the huge unicorn shadow shook, and the ash from the mausoleum shook down.

  The man in the golden coffin looked down upon him, ancient whispers echoing in the darkness.

  He seemed to be laughing, and the laughter seemed to echo from the deepest part of hell.

   "There are not many people who can walk in front of me."

  In those fierce golden pupils, there was a playful expression:

   "Even I didn't expect that there would be such a strange person as you in this world."

  His voice sounded like thunder, majestic and furious.

   "After so many years, there are occasionally a few people like me."

The mysterious man chuckled: "Of course, what I am may not be important to you. The important thing is that I found traces of Suzaku in the Qilin Fairy Palace. This is intolerable to His Holiness." You may have realized His existence earlier than me, so you also know that you have lost."

  He paused: "The wrath of the sky, tearing up the dimension, descending out of thin air, is really terrifying."

   Venerable Qilin looked down on this small man, and the golden pupil seemed to be circling a huge thunder of destruction.

   Faint thunder.

  The huge unicorn black shadow was struggling frantically, and the world seemed to be torn apart and about to collapse.

   "It's just that, how could Venerable Qilin lose?"

  The mysterious man suddenly changed the subject: "I think you are ready, right?"

   Venerable Qilin stared at him indifferently, and a carefree and resentful laughter faintly echoed in the darkness.

   "Transplanting flowers and grafting trees, changing fate against the sky, unrivaled achievements, unsurpassed in ancient and modern times."

  The mysterious man sighed: "I'm afraid even Venerable Zhulong would never have imagined that you have such a means. You are worthy of the deepest hidden ancient supreme. You are worthy of Venerable Qilin, I admire you!"

  Boom!

   Venerable Qilin raised his hand, and his body burst into fragments of golden light, as if a blazing sun was conceived from his body, the dark mausoleum was penetrated and illuminated, and the whole world was crumbling.

  Rising like the sun!

  The brilliant light faded away, and turned into the darkness of eternal night in an instant.

  Finally, a black jade-like mask was condensed out of thin air. It is so ancient and solemn, with ancient and austere lines, carved hollow holes and edges, and even bulges like blood vessels, which is strange and eerie.

  The terrifying roar echoed like thunder.

   Venerable Qilin said indifferently: "I have seen your end, human being."

   "Those who hold the power of life and death can certainly see my end."

  The mysterious man said softly: "But to me, life and death are no longer important. We have a common enemy. For hundreds of millions of years, it is a great honor for a human being like me to cooperate with a great existence like you."

  He bowed slightly and said with a smile, "Farewell."

   Holding the mask in his hand, this person turned around and walked into the light, disappearing without a trace.

  Boom!

   Gu Jianlin saw the scene in front of him, and finally froze at this scene.

  During the long silence, he remained silent for a long time.

  【Recommendation ticket】

  【Monthly Pass】

  (end of this chapter)