The Old Gods Are Whispering

  Chapter 63 I saw it clearly, but it was too late

  At this moment, Gu Jianlin put his hands in his pockets and didn't move.

  In those abyss-like pupils, a fleeting, angry and majestic golden color flashed.

  The black-robed man had already knelt on the ground with a bang, and his body made an overwhelmed shattering sound. The ground was smashed into countless cracks, which spread like spider webs and collapsed.

  He seemed to be suppressed by some kind of force, and he wailed in pain, shrill and hoarse.

  The snake eyes that had mutated into vertical pupils suddenly expanded, full of angry scarlet blood.

  The scales all over his body opened and closed, and then shook off.

  The hideous and distorted face looks like a ghost tormenting in the sulfur hell.

   "I am about to become a servant of God, how dare you..."

boom!

  The head of the black-robed man hit the ground heavily, smashing the ground like a hammer, and his head was bleeding.

"look up."

   Gu Jianlin said calmly.

  It is clearly just a light sentence, but it is as majestic and mighty as an oracle, and it cannot be disobeyed.

  The man in black robe couldn't control himself at all, and raised his hideous face full of blood.

   "Low your head."

   Gu Jianlin said again.

boom!

  The head of the black-robed man hit the ground heavily again, the gravel cracked and the cracks radiated.

  Gu Jianlin looked at him indifferently.

  He could clearly feel the power coming from the man in front of him, which was the ancient power from the ancient chaos, like an ancient beast, fierce and violent.

   This is indeed a real evolution, far from what those fallen people can compare.

  It is infinitely close to the super-dimensional level, and there is still a lot of plastic space.

  Unfortunately, the price for obtaining this power is...freedom!

   The man in front of him is controlled by him, controlled by him, and dominated by him!

  Boom!

  The ground trembled again, and the black-robed man struggled violently, his angry scarlet snake pupils almost popped out of his eyes, but his body was tightly suppressed, lying on the ground, unable to move.

  He couldn't resist the order of the boy in front of him.

  Even if it's just a look.

   Or a trivial thought.

   can easily control him.

  Because the real power to suppress him does not come from others, but from himself!

  Even the world weightlifting champion cannot lift himself up.

  The man in black robe can't use his own strength to fight against himself!

  The moment this boy appeared in front of him.

  The moment those hallucinatory golden vertical pupils ignited.

  The black-robed man's body control no longer belongs to him!

   "Strange, isn't it?"

  Gu Jianlin was expressionless: "Then, continue."

boom!

  The black-robed man raised his right hand and slammed it **** his right cheek, bursting with terrifying force.

  The pitch-black scales fell off, and the cheekbones were smashed and sunken.

  He spat out a mouthful of thick blood and flew out with broken teeth.

boom!

   Another punch.

  The black-robed man hit his lower abdomen hard, and immediately curled up like a shrimp, his hideous face twitched in pain, the snake's pupils suddenly widened, and he vomited a mouthful of blood with pieces of internal organs.

  The next moment, a broken whimper suddenly came out of his throat.

  The snake-like vertical pupils were congested with blood, glowing a shocking scarlet, and his whole body twitched endlessly.

  It seems to be strangled by the throat of fate.

  Gu Jianlin stood in front of him all the time, looked down at him, and did nothing.

   Absurd.

   Ridiculous.

   Incredible.

   Incredible.

  With the intelligence of the man in black robe, he obviously couldn't understand what happened.

   "You just said, I don't know who you are?"

  At this time, Gu Jianlin leaned over to his ear, and said indifferently: "Then tell me, are you Zhou Ting, or... a scholar?"

   For a moment, Shuweng's brain went blank, and he only felt that the blood in his body was cold, as if he had fallen into an endless abyss and was swallowed by the dark vortex.

  The black-haired boy in front of him burned like a demon in his eyes, and his back was infinitely tall, like a giant god!

  The blazing golden vertical pupils lit up in the darkness, as if the fire of God's wrath had been ignited, and the thunderous roar almost shook the world to pieces!

   No, where is the boy!

  It was an ancient and majestic unicorn, looking down on him like a god, but he could only tremble like an ant.

   It is not as if.

   He is the god!

   "You are amazing. You are indeed on the path of true evolution. You are a man who is about to become a servant of God. You can do whatever you want. Who can stop you? No one can stop you."

  Gu Jianlin bent down, patted his shoulder lightly, and whispered in his ear: "It's a pity, but you can't see clearly what the end of this road is."

  Now I can see clearly, but it is already too late.

  Shu Weng was slapped by him, and his proud evolutionary body seemed to collapse inch by inch, and his beliefs, three views, and dignity as an independent individual were all wiped out.

  His body trembled, and he instinctively wanted to kneel down.

  Lips trembling, as if to spit out those two words.

  However, the black-haired boy raised a finger and pressed it to his lips.

   Hush.

  Shu Weng froze all over, unable to utter the name that made him awe and fear.

   At this point, he finally understood what happened just now.

  A servant of God, will always be a servant of God.

   What's more, he hasn't become a servant yet.

  The cruel reality is that even if he becomes the most powerful servant, it will not help.

  Because the person standing in front of him cannot cross the sky, they are the gods of the ancient times, they are the great existence above everything, they are above the sky, and they are the rulers of all things!

   He is...the Supreme!

  However, what he couldn't understand was, shouldn't the supreme being be sealed in the Qilin fairy palace?

  Why, does it appear here again?

   Shuweng couldn't think of it, he just figured out a creepy thing.

   But the answer made him even more creepy.

   also brought him endless confusion.

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   This weird scene is so incredible.

  Tang Ling was leaning on a sword, and her disheveled forehead half covered her beautiful eyes full of astonishment. Only then did she realize how deep the strength was hidden in this young man who was excluded by most people.

   From the perspective of a bystander, the black-haired boy hadn't exerted any force yet, and the black-robed man had already fallen down!

   Completely crushed.

   Effortless!

  This is a controllable distortion, an existence that has truly embarked on the road of evolution.

  How could it be so easily crushed!

  In an instant, Hasegawa Shinichi was trembling in great horror, as if he had already guessed why the adult must get something from this boy.

   Gu Ci'an must have left something for this young man before he was alive!

  So, greed overcame fear, he drew his sword and stood up, the blade trembling.

   At the same time, Tang Ling also raised her awe-inspiring eyes, she knew that this was the critical moment.

  Once the boy is attacked, it will be over.

  As if she had made up her mind, she smeared the blood from her lips on the Great Thunder Sword.

  The sword edge trembled, and a strong sword energy was brewing vaguely, ready to go.

  This mythical weapon seemed to wake up, and opened its eyes in a deep sleep.

  A majestic and powerful phantom, as if descending from the sky across thousands of miles, is attached to the sword!

   Tang Ling draws her sword, then disappears, cut and cut!

  Time seems to stand still at this moment.

  Gu Jianlin felt the trembling of the blade, and also heard the whistling of sword energy brewing.

  He still didn't move, but just made a thought in his heart.

  Boom!

  The bookman, who was unable to move at first, suddenly disappeared in place, turning into an afterimage and disappearing.

   One punch blasted out, like an iron cannon firing!

  The beautiful sound of flesh and blood being torn apart echoed in the silence.

  The sword in Hasegawa Nobuichi's hand fell to the ground, he looked down at the hand piercing his chest, and raised his head again.

  The mutated compound eyes were full of puzzlement.

  Scholar looked at him with eyes full of shock and confusion.

   There is even a trace of pity.

  However, under the irresistible order, he withdrew his hand mercilessly.

  There was only a puff, and the blood shot out like fireworks, splashing in the dark night.

  Hasegawa Shinichi fell to the ground powerlessly, dying with regret.

  Blood fell like a waterfall.

  The blood-colored spar naturally fell to the ground and rolled into the crevices of the rocks.

  Gu Jianlin bent down and picked up the blood-colored spar.

  At this moment, Tang Ling's figure holding an iron sword emerged from the blood rain, but the sword naturally did not come out.

  Because the target has fallen.

  That plain and flawless face was full of confusion, with a pair of clear eyes blinking and eyelashes trembling slightly.

  In the rain of blood splashed all over the sky, Gu Jianlin put his hands in his pockets and looked at her expressionlessly.

  (end of this chapter)