Gu Jianlin felt his heart beat in his chest like a drum. He quietly released the breath of the ancient gods in his body. Noble and ferocious dragon horns sprouted from the top of his head, and his scarlet vertical pupils were stern and ferocious.
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This kind of scene is all too familiar to him. It often appears in ghost stories or tomb-robbery movies. And he doesn't have any exorcism tools like the peach wood sword or the black donkey's hoof in his hand. The only thing he has may be boy's urine. Well,

He shouldn't joke with himself at this time, but he must calm down before he can deal with it calmly.

The so-called exorcism tools are actually just folk products created by humans imitating the ruins of ancient gods, and do not have real supernatural effects. The real resurrection is not people, but gods.

Now it seems that the evolutionary chain of the Nether Ying Law does have some secrets. The Red King has evolved to the inhuman realm. His heartbeat is as loud as thunder, and his breathing is like the sound of a broken bellows.

With the roar, the nine kneeling giant stone statues seemed to come alive, turning their heads to stare at him silently.

Thick blood flowed from the empty pupils, and a strange smile appeared on the lips.

The dragon hovering over their bodies suddenly opened its eyes, and the ancient dragon's roar rang out in the hall!

Damn it, these stone statues are not so-called sculptures at all.

This is a stone burial!

Stone burials that once appeared in the Forest of Funerals, these stone statues are genuine ancient gods!

What a ghost. In this case, Lin Zhengying should be summoned.

Gu Jianlin's virtual state has reached its limit, and he is forced to reveal his true body.

He grabbed the diary on the desk, turned around and left without stopping.

This is very precious evidence.

As long as you take it back and perform divination, you can verify its authenticity.

In fact, he wanted to summon the Qilin Wedge, then put the diary into the wedge and take it away.

It’s just that he resisted the urge.

Because this is Jiang Chunyang's territory, and it is also an overlapping space and time, he cannot guarantee that the Qilin Wedge summoned will not be discovered. If possible, he will try his best to ensure the survival of the clone.

Once the clone is killed, the enemy is likely to determine that he is the controller of the Kirin Forbidden Curse.

His identity will most likely be exposed by then.

He turned around without hesitation and ran fast against the shadow in the corner, using his speed force to its extreme.

Reason tells him that he cannot use space jump because the time and space here are extremely unstable.

As expected.

The time and space of this temple are also distorted. It is clear that the exit is right in front of you, but the road is getting longer and longer.

It felt like falling into a quagmire.

He seemed to be swallowed into the dark abyss, watching himself sink deeper and deeper.

This feeling is really terrible. Suppose you are running on the 100-meter track in school. It only takes fifteen seconds to reach the end at the speed of a normal adult. That means your speed is about 6.6 meters per second.

.But when the runway is extended at a distance of seven meters per second, then you will never be able to finish the road.

Unless you can break through your limits.

Fortunately, Gu Jianlin is a dual-core driver.

Bang!

The floor tiles were broken by him, and his muscle strength exploded briefly!

Gu Jianlin stirred up the howling wind at a speed that exceeded the limit, countless talismans fluttered, and the wind chimes swayed silently.

He rushed out of the shrine at a speed that was impossible for the fifth level, and smoothly pulled out an ancient sword enshrined in front of the statue.

This shrine is really evil, or the corpse in the coffin is too weird. Cherry blossoms are falling in the antique courtyard, but the petals are quietly rotting in the soil, and a pale hand pokes out of the soil!

No, not just one hand, but countless pale hands!

Logically speaking, the Red King should not have been fully resurrected, because he failed to reach the divine ruins on the second floor of Qilin Immortal Palace, but his body had already undergone changes. No wonder it was sealed by such a powerful barrier.

Obviously, this hell house can no longer contain him.

If the resurrection can really be successful, then it will undoubtedly be the coming of a god to the world.

If the body breaks out of the coffin, it is probably the devil bringing disaster.

Gu Jianlin thought to himself that if the teacher turned out to be such an evil thing after death, then he would not visit the grave.

The monsters that emerged from the ground were all covered in tattered corpse clothes, with strange spells wrapped around their bodies. They showed varying degrees of deformation. Some had dark scales on their cheeks, and curved claws had grown from the fingernails of some hands.

Some have ferocious dragon tails and rugged bone spurs protruding from their backs.

There is no doubt that these are the researchers responsible for observing the corpses. Without exception, their hands have calluses caused by friction from holding pens, their faces have traces of wearing glasses all year round, and the hair on their heads is sparse.

In the process of studying the corpse, they were infected by the breath of the ancient gods, which resulted in distortion.

The Jiang family did not kill these researchers, but buried them under the cherry blossom trees.

Become the king's bodyguard.

Now these monsters are summoned, crawling out from under the cherry blossom trees like zombies, surrounding the intruders like ghosts, like rocks submerged by the tide, spitting out flames and strong winds from their mouths, driving the roar of sand, dust and hail, and the elements

The turbulence gathered together, suppressing the terrifying energy.

This concentrated energy can even distort space, causing instability in space and time.

The principle is probably similar to that of a curvature spacecraft.

This is the usual method used by heavenly masters to deal with demon-slayers.

As expected of the Jiang family, even the researchers are elites.

Gu Jianlin drew his sword out of its sheath, and the clear cold light illuminated his strange and formidable blood-colored vertical pupils. The frozen realm of time and space spread silently, and the places he passed along the way seemed to fall into a quagmire-like silence, and the hustle and bustle of the world stopped abruptly.

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In the silent realm, even such violent elemental turbulence became docile and tame. The fiery halo illuminated his face. He casually threw the scabbard in the courtyard and slashed it down with an expressionless expression!
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Countless sword arcs overlapped and burst out in an instant, and the realm frozen in time and space collapsed.

Also annihilated was the fragmented time and space, and the turbulent flow of elements was swallowed up by the broken void.

Gu Jianlin rushed forward like a ghost, slashing out countless phantom-like flashing arcs of swords, like the flash of meteors streaking across the sky. Along with the horrifying sound of flesh, flesh and bones being torn apart, the monsters were cut in half.

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There was not even a splash of blood, the monsters' bodies were already empty.

A head flew high into the sky, rolled down to his feet, and was crushed to pieces by his following kick.

However, at this moment, he heard a strange noise.

Countless pairs of pale hands poked out from both sides of the tree-lined path, greeting him as if summoning spirits.

As if to say: "Hi!"

Gu Jianlin turned around and looked into the depths of the shrine, where countless wind chimes and talismans were also swaying.

It's like a dead person greeting him.

"It seems you don't want me to leave."

Gu Jianlin put the ancient sword across his shoulder, and brushed the sharp blade with his right hand. Thousands of violent arcs spread out, and a scream of thousands of birds burst out. This was the thunder of the gods!

He has no choice but to continue hiding, and the next step is to go on a killing spree!

"Oops, Qilin is trapped in the old house!"

No. 1 said in a deep voice on the communication channel: "The things in the old house are very important. We must find a way to help him break out. Otherwise, not only will the precious information be lost, but his identity may be exposed."

No. 3 finally put away his undisciplined expression and responded: "Jiang Chunyang should still be using the petals of the Nether Ying Lotus to lift the curse. He won't be able to do it for a while. With the old guy's character, he will definitely find a group of people to protect him.

, because there are people from the Ether Association and students from the Blue King in Tokyo. We... have a chance!"

No. 5 said quietly: "I will try my best to help him find a way out, provided that he can escape from the old house. That thing is really too terrifying, and none of us are sure."

After a second of silence.

No. 4 said in a decisive tone: "If he can't come out, I will take extreme measures to release the news here and use the power of order to directly attack the old house!"

No one can guarantee what will happen by then.

The highest instruction given to the shadows is to protect Qilin's safety at all costs.

At the critical moment, Gu Jianlin's true form gave them a shot in the arm.

"Don't worry, I can kill you."

The young man's indifferent voice sounded in the communication channel, and the sound of heavy rain sounded in the dead silence!

In the official residence of Shinjuku Gyoen National Garden, a burly old man was wielding a sword vigorously. In front of him were ten ferocious skeletons. Judging from the size, it was obvious that they were not human beings, but deformed ancient gods.

Every time he slashed with a sword, the bones of an ancient god species were smashed to pieces by him.

The broken bone powder swayed away, emitting a disgusting smell.
To be continued...