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Chapter 541 Lord Zhulong, Su Xiang(1/2)

 This is the moment that Yunque has been waiting for for so many years. She is the most beautiful woman in the world, especially when set off by the brilliance of the sacred tree illuminated by candles, her coquettish and holy beauty almost expands to the extreme. The wind howls under the tree,

The hem of her skirt rises and falls in the wind.

The dragon's blood overflowed from the palm, leaving bloody marks on the cracked tree trunk.

The totems of dragon and phoenix spread alternately on the ancient trees.

Overwhelming hallucinations appeared before her eyes, and the roar of dragons echoed in her ears.

In the ancient and desolate city, the afterglow of the sunset enveloped a majestic golden sacred tree like fire. This ancient tree stood at the highest point of the altar. Under the tree stood men and women who looked like gods. They cut their palms and swore an oath with blood.

Underfoot are hundreds of millions of fanatical believers!

The phantoms of the candle dragon and the red bird are entrenched in the sky, looking down at the world indifferently.

The crown of the golden ancient tree burned like the sun, casting a noble shadow on the earth. A strange human face appeared on the trunk, as if it was smiling silently.

At this moment, huge pain hit her mind. She felt as if she was being eroded by another soul in her body, and countless memories that did not belong to her came to her mind.

The heavy snow, the footprints disappeared in the snow, the empty room and the family members who seemed to have never appeared. The withered flower in the yard, the old tree withered in the wind and snow, she was the only one in the cold world

.Everything she saw was burning, it was the roar of war, the smell of blood floated from the wind, and a hundred years of loneliness came like a tide.

Dragon roar.

The dragon's roar echoes through the soul.

The little girl who has the deepest memory covered her ears, but there was no way to escape.

This is Skylark’s nightmare, a nightmare that has plagued his whole life.

That kind of fear has never been so strong.

"In the beginning, we were all such fragile humans."

The voice of Lord Suzaku sounded behind her: "We experience life and abandon our humanity to become gods. It is a great rebirth. Unfortunately, because of the design of Father God and Mother God, we were born cursed and suffered from mutilations.

Pain. The third method is the answer we find. The process of practicing this supreme law is also a greater rebirth."

Skylark covered his forehead and looked back. Sure enough, this guy had been reborn from nirvana. He was just standing behind him without any intention of taking action.

"Actually, you don't need to take action against me at all, because I won't stop you."

Venerable Suzaku said expressionlessly: "To awaken Father God, we need the strength of both of us. As for the issue of fighting for dominance, I am already ahead of you."

The Candlelight Sacred Tree suddenly shook, and its canopy was as bright as the sun. The light penetrated the fog of nothingness, and reflected a noble outline on the barren land!

That seems to be a person.

The skylark seems to be able to feel the gaze looking down on itself from the top of the tree.

"Millions of years ago, God the Father should have died in our hands, but in that tragic war, my sister and I both felt the call from somewhere."

Venerable Suzaku said indifferently: "That is the call of God the Father. We are all supreme beings of the genus Zhuzhao. In the mother planet where we were born, He played the role of father. God the Father does not want to be annihilated under the wrath of Qilin.

We have opened up a new path of evolution."

Skylark's covered eyes were flashing with blood-red lightning, and her long ink-dyed hair was swaying in the wind. Even though she had a splitting headache, she was by no means the kind of person who would show weakness to an enemy. She just felt that this scene did not belong to her memory.

They looked familiar, as if they had stood side by side under the tree hundreds of millions of years ago.

"Life on a stellar level."

She said softly.

She didn't know how she knew it. She felt that since she came under this ancient tree, her body seemed to be out of control, and her eyes were filled with infinite overlapping hallucinations.

She could even see a woman who looked exactly like herself staring at her.

Those eyes filled with lightning and thunder are so cruel and cold.

There was a hint of emotion in the indifferent eyes of Lord Suzaku, and he spread his hands: "Yes, after completing the third method, you will be promoted to a truly eternal life, omniscient and omnipotent, and beyond fate. Of course, we can't fail to see that this is God the Father.

His conspiracy, or His expediency, in the end what He wants to do is to complete Himself, or even devour us."

"But we don't care. Both my sister and I are sure to win him."

He paused: "But before that, we have to win Qilin first."

A snap.

Lord Suzaku snapped his fingers.

Skylark forced himself to recover from the hallucination, and saw the golden sacred tree above his head lighting up with complicated light. The sunlight actually reversed and refracted in the mist, as if it had constructed the most profound and complex patterns in the world.

Hidden is the truth of the universe.

The harsh sunlight is like countless curved branches, spreading to every corner of the Death Star in just an instant, with billions of light cocoons hanging under the branches.

There is a sleeping soul in every cocoon of light!

They are male and female, old and young, some have monster-like deformed faces, some are as handsome as gods, some are in ragged clothes, and some are wearing royal robes!

This is the essence of the inheritance path.

It turns out that the reason why the power of the ancient gods can be transmitted is because of the original power.

No, it’s not a heritage at all.

But a complete lie!

The power of the ancient gods is not inherited, but given actively by the original.

Just like the primitives created the ancient gods when the universe began.

The original gave people the possibility of awakening, but it also took their souls into its pocket.

The so-called inheritance path itself is an alchemical matrix that is so mysterious that it is incomprehensible. It has been running on the earth from beginning to end, watching every soul that has the qualifications for evolution, giving it spiritual power to mature, and transforming it when it dies.

Take it away.

The purpose is for today!

Skylark turned around and looked around. The moment the Zhuzhao Sacred Tree manifested its inheritance path, its majestic trunk cracked again, and blood like magma spewed out like a tide in a mighty manner.

Under the interference of the power of the third law, the Zhuzhao Sacred Tree has reached a state of near death.

But the matrix of the inheritance path has already materialized, and billions of souls opened their eyes at this moment, tearing apart the illusory cocoon of light with their bare hands, like a newborn baby.

Their eyes are facing Mount Kailash, their eyes are empty and pious.

This is the awakening ceremony of the great god Zhuzhao. Billions of souls are sacrifices. The world of the ancestral star will be completely integrated with the earth. At that time, the civilization established by humans on that land will be wiped out, and all life will be wiped out.

Be enslaved and dominated and become nourishment!

At this moment, the fog of nothingness shook again, and a golden sun seemed to light up in the deepest part of the fog, rushing up into the sky like a meteorite, shaking the void.

There is a vague burning shadow rising into the sky!

"That kid is really stubborn."

Venerable Suzaku noticed the extremely cruel meaning, and there was a hint of shock in his eyes that remained unwavering: "Even if we both die, why don't you let me get my wish?"

The reason why he was shocked was because he felt the source of that power.

It turned out to be the power of Zhuzhao!

Sure enough, sadness and anger are the best nutrients!

Gu Jianlin understood the most powerful secret in the world in just a short moment.

The ancient divine words of Zhuzhao Great God!

With a roar, the fog was broken, and the burning young supreme soared into the sky. His palm seemed to be holding a burning sun, burning away all obstacles and attacking fiercely!

The blazing foehn wind blew towards his face, and the long hair of the Reverend Suzaku was scorched.

Skylark could see the burning boy clearly. Those dark eyes were gone. He could no longer see the clean world from his pupils, including his loneliness and sadness.

No more, only burning anger.

In such a short period of time, he seemed to have completely transformed into a different person!

This world has failed him in all his expectations.

So his last trace of humanity disappeared.

Strictly speaking, Gu Jianlin has disappeared from this world.

Only Lord Qilin is left.

And the murderers who killed that young man with their own hands were none other than them!

"I think we can save the fight between us until we deal with Him."

Venerable Suzaku said indifferently: "This is our common enemy."

I saw Him raising his right hand against the blazing foehn wind and raising a finger.

Skylark's eyes flashed with strange light, and he also made the same action as him!

Tens of thousands of souls turned around and stared at the young man rising into the sky, and together they uttered a syllable. It was an ancient and profound language, like Sanskrit!

Boom!
To be continued...
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