The eyes of the young man in white robes in the mist are also black unicorns!

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

Bai Mu was horrified, his eyes reflected the unicorn in the mist, and he lost his voice and said: "Impossible, impossible, impossible! How can you perform primitive regression!"

Repeating the words three times in a row revealed his inner shock. In fact, the ancient gods of the Bai Ze clan usually do not have emotional ups and downs. They always keep themselves calm and efficient, and solve all problems through prediction and calculation. The pseudo-ancestors have integrated gods.

The power naturally inherits this characteristic.

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

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

The monsters in white robes gathered together and sang silent hymns. They gathered into swords of ashes in their palms and rushed into the depths of the mist like ghosts, trying to kill the monster-like black shadow.
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The trembling sound of the sword's edge was like the wail of a fierce ghost, and the crisscrossing sword energy tore through the dense fog.

Deep in the mist, a gleam of fierce pupil is fleeting!

In an instant, accompanied by a terrifying roar, the violent dark energy swallowed everything. Only the fragments of the white robe burned in the wind, and eventually became scattered ashes that gradually extinguished and cooled, and finally withered without a trace.

The primitive pressure was overwhelming, and the monsters in white robes trembled and held their heads in their hands, roaring in pain.

Even Kashiwagi also felt the frightening aura. He covered his aching head and took a half step back. The iron sword in his palm trembled. The appearance of the young man in white robe became terrifying in his eyes.

Sometimes he looks like a handsome boy, but in an instant he turns into a terrifying unicorn.

Especially the pair of fierce golden eyes, as terrifying as a ghost.

This is something beyond his knowledge.

Gu Jianlin grasped the news of the original return, which was not a surprise to them.

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

Then mastering primitive regression is instinctive, no surprises required.

Because there is a difference between the two.

If the primitive regression mastered by the ancient gods is used in the real world, it will suffer huge backlash.

However, this restriction can be ignored through the original return of the Nether Ying Law.

When a demon-like and terrifying face emerged from the mist, a pair of fierce golden eyes seemed to be flowing with lava, hot steam spewed from the nostrils, and the rugged bone protrusions were as sharp and angular as rocks, his body was so

Half of the stalwart is as rotten as a dead tree, and the other half is covered with ferocious blood vessels, half alive and half dead.

The asphalt pavement was trampled by Him, the telephone poles were mercilessly broken by Him, and sparks flew out.

The fire hydrant on the roadside cracked, and groundwater spewed out, pouring on His burning body.

The steam spreads and the fog becomes thicker.

A plop.

The members of Omega couldn't help but kneel to the ground on the spot, and the huge pressure suppressed them regardless of whether they were friends or foes.

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

Some people also witnessed the original posture of the god during the melee in Shenxu two months ago. The problem is that seeing from a distance and seeing up close are completely different concepts. If you wake up and look out of the window, you will see dozens of kilometers away.

When a Godzilla appears, you may subconsciously shout "Fuck", and when you wake up and find that condescending monster looking down at you, you may even have your pants wet.

Especially when this mythical creature appears in the real world, it's as if the dimensional wall has been broken, the corner coffee shop has been smashed, and the ancient master roared into the modern era from hundreds of millions of years ago.

In the end, this dark 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 creature, but she didn't feel much fear. Instead, she raised her white hand and tried to touch it, and a hot temperature came from her palm.
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She raised her red lips silently, 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 them.

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 with you, even if the sky falls, he will not hit you on the head. No matter how dangerous it is, he will stand behind you. Even if you are tired, he will carry you.

Follow you on.

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

She is unwilling to return to the world of order.

But she doesn’t want to see her parents die because of her.

Gu Jianlin appeared and solved this problem perfectly.

Just like he said, she doesn't need to make a choice.

The couple of the Tang family were shocked and speechless. The impact of this ancient and majestic Kirin on them was too great.

Enough to subvert three views.

Their daughter actually likes such things!

"Godzilla..."

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

He now wants to interview the dean of Fengcheng No. 2 Middle School. If that sarcastic bald man knew his student looked like this, would he still dare to yell at her like that?

Nie Xiangsi was also dumbfounded. It was only now that she realized what a great life the person she had longed for was.

I'm afraid it looks like reproductive isolation.

Senior night watchmen such as Mu Feng and Lin Lan were all shocked. Even though the monster did not intend to attack them, it still felt a creeping horror, and even the instincts of heaven and man were silenced.

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

Now that the president is no longer here, the power of heavenly beings will be used less once.

If the power of today's people is silent, it proves that this creature is invincible.

Even the restraints of Zhuzhao Law may not have much effect.

The only one present was Lin Wanqiu, who was in a daze.

Because this great life is so familiar to her, she has seen his murals in the Qilin Immortal Palace!

"Impossible!"

Kashiwagi covered his forehead, feeling as if his head was about to split. Two completely different faces appeared on his perfect jade face: "How could you still perform primitive regression in the domain of Kuafu's ancestor!"

This was what shocked him the most. Now there was a pseudo-ancestor of the Shirasawa clan occupying the sky above Tokyo.

And it’s still an ancestor-level statue.

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

It is absolutely impossible for anyone to perform primitive regression.

However, the paradox was born.

"The ancestor of Kuafu?"

Gu Jianlin said softly.

Tang Ling glanced at him, raised her green-white finger, and pointed to the sky.

Gu Jianlin raised his head and looked at the terrifying one-eyed figure in the sky. Sure enough, the true strength of the Baize clan was only the tip of the iceberg. The lover of his senior brother should be this kind of ancestor-level pseudo-ancestor. If we go back to the source and dig deeper, we still find that

It is a life born from 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 heaven and the earth.

Just wanting to rob him of the Breath of the Ancient God is a bit much.

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

Kashiwagi seemed to be mentally 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 chose to keep you? Even if you have this unicorn,

You can't be my opponent. The possibility of you trying to escape with them is less than one percent."

The sword energy suddenly burst out.

He strode forward with his iron sword in hand, and the blade of the sword cut the ground, leaving a deep ravine.

Accompanied by the sound of swords, ghostly white-robed figures emerged from the mist, as numerous as the sand on the sea.

"Kashiwagi, the sword sect path, was at the seventh level of the holy realm when he died as a human. The name of this stage is the air sect, which strengthens the power of the sword qi fluctuation. As the younger brother of the previous president, he did not inherit that

This is the ultimate swordsmanship. Because the previous president died early, and the president thought he was stupid and didn't teach him."

Tang Ling felt the sharp sword wind blowing against her face, raised her head to admire the dark unicorn, and her red lips curved: "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?"

Snap.
To be continued...