On the top of Mount Kailash, the pitch-black hollow distorted the white snowfield, the howling wind and snow surged like a whirlpool, and someone stepped out of the snow.

Even though she was well prepared, Su Youzhu was still shocked by the sight of the Gangdise Mountains.

"What is this?"

Tang Ling took off her sunglasses and looked out, her red hair swaying like fire in the wind.

The Gangdise Mountains are shrouded in a terrifying blood mist, and the snowfields have been dyed red with blood. Hot blood is gushing out of the bottomless cracks in the ground, like a fountain.

Scarlet blood floated into the sky, weaving into a huge dark lotus. It was clearly withered as if it had been dead for many years, but it also had a strange sense of beauty. When you stared at it, you felt like you were seeing an immortal body that had been immortal for hundreds of millions of years.

The female corpse has a charming and mysterious appearance.

Just a quick glance is shocking.

For fear of disturbing the sleeping souls.

The ancient Stonehenge altar stands on the top of the peak. People in black robes cut their wrists and let the blood flow in the alchemical matrix. The pattern resembles the face of a monster.

No, it’s Qiongqi’s face.

The strange thing is that there are two corpses lying in Gu'ao's formation.

One big and one small, two corpses.

The people in black robes realized that the uninvited guests were coming, and looked back at them. A strange smile appeared on their pale lips, and they did not seem to feel panic.

That was the silver and gold of the past, now the luan and kui birds.

The Gu sculpture also stands out, like an evil ghost just dug out of a grave.

"The bones of Venerable Qiongqi have always been buried here."

Mu Shiyu took off his hood, revealing a strange and stern face: "You haven't found it yet because you can't crack his ability, but my Lord can. When the time is right, the great Lord will take advantage of it.

He resurrected the legendary supreme god Youying."

When the Mu family collapsed, Bai Jin, unwilling to fail, fled with his daughter, and finally fled to the Fuso Shrine, where he was taken in by the Suzaku Clan and transformed into the Ancient God Clan.

My father inherited the Gu Diao’s bones and blood.

The daughter inherited Qu Ru’s bones and blood.

There are no exceptions for the ancestor level, but unfortunately they are not ancient species.

The ancient ancestors transformed by humans have no power, and they are almost useless after all.

Su Youzhu didn't even bother to look at her. She looked up at the lonely figure admiring the snow on the edge of the cliff, and said in a cold voice, "We haven't seen each other for a long time. We should be able to end it this time, right?"

Tang Ling didn't have much idea about the pre-war greetings because she wasn't familiar with them.

However, Venerable Suzaku watched them grow up. He overlooked the vast glaciers under the cliff and sighed softly: "Actually, I prefer you when you were children, you were more cute."

Everyone knows that this is the final decisive battle, but this Supreme One is still in the mood to tease them. There is no smell of jealousy between enemies at all, only calmness.

As the Supreme, He already knew who would get in the way today.

Rather, He is waiting for them here.

"I also like the way you looked before entering the cremator."

Su Youzhu said coldly: "It's more kind."

Tang Ling was inevitably surprised. Everyone knew that this iceberg beauty was not good at words and would never talk nonsense when she could do something. You could rarely see any mood swings in her. Except when she was in love, she was like a

A big rag doll without emotions, indifferent to everything.

Only when facing Suzaku, she never hesitated to be bitter and mean.

Lord Suzaku didn't care and said with a smile: "You spread the ashes of my clone?"

Su Youzhu said expressionlessly: "Not only that, the tombstone was also smashed."

"She will not only raise your grave, but also destroy your altar, smash your shrine, and destroy everything about you, including your long-cherished wish for hundreds of millions of years."

Tang Ling opened the sword box, and an ancient sword made of condensed arcs popped out of the box, accompanied by the sound of thunder: "When I first met him, I would be curious about what kind of person his father was and how he trained him.

Such a child. Later, when I learned about the legends about you, I thought you were an amazing man. Unfortunately, it turns out that distance creates beauty."

She paused: "Let the legend remain the legend."

Because after seeing it with your own eyes, you will only be disappointed.

Even if you are the Supreme, I still look down on you.

Lord Suzaku turned around, his noble Suzaku mask was flowing with a dark glow, and his deep eyes were like an abyss: "That's just me in your imagination. I have no obligation to respond to anyone's needs and become the person I used to be.

I am the weakest and most helpless."

"I don't deny it, I'm sorry for what happened to you."

He said word for word: "But all I can do is apologize."

Murderous intent is everywhere.

"Gu Ci'an died a long time ago. He was completely defeated and his body was left dead."

He spread his hands: "And you who He left behind, how could you win me?"

Cang!

Tian Congyun's sword slashed down half a foot in front of him, but was blocked by the majestic spiritual thoughts.

"Who wants your condescending apology?"

Su Youzhu's eyes were full of strange mandala, the dark red ancient dragon mask suddenly condensed, and his hoarse voice was like a dragon's roar: "I only want you to die."

What kind of ups and downs led to the man in front of me who was cold to the core.

It’s still a mystery.

This god named Suzaku can no longer see any humanity. He will feel sorry for what he has done in the past, but it is only because of his self-respect and calmness as a god. To him, humans are like ants on the roadside.

He was accidentally trampled to death on his way to pursue the ultimate.

He may look down at you and say sorry.

Then I will step on your body and continue walking forward without stopping.

This is ruthless and can also be said to be shameless.

He completely abandoned his past and lived as a ruthless god.

Even if I know I am wrong, I will continue to pursue what I want.

As for Lord Zhulong, he is completely on the other extreme. As a god, he has his own principles. His arrogance and ego are almost pathological. As long as he doesn't want to, nothing can change him. Therefore, even if he is cursed by fate, he

It is still Him.

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Never changed.

Rather than saying that he lost in the end, it is better to say that he chose to give up. His arrogance and self-esteem would never allow him to base his victory on the pain of an innocent boy.

They are obviously gods, but their behavior styles are completely different.

The latter is respectable.

The former is disgusting.

"It's a pity that the ancient supreme being is immortal."

Lord Suzaku raised his hand, and his majestic spiritual thoughts surged like a sea tide, but were torn apart inch by inch by the sword named Tian Congyun, leaving shocking cracks in time and space.

Now Su Youzhu is the most powerful Zhuyin God in the world. She has already mastered the three supreme laws and no longer needs any fancy moves. A lightning-fast sword naturally integrates the secrets of the ninth level, Zhuzhao and Youying.

The ultimate is revealed naturally.

The transformation of heaven into man was completed as soon as the blade fell, and the formless world was ready to go.

It’s just that the target is not Him.

With a pop, Qu Ru's neck was cut open and blood spilled out.

The heads of the Luan bird and the Kui bird flew high, and the golden blood spilled into the matrix.

In the end, Gu Diao's chest was torn apart, and his old body was split into two!

Flash sale!

Absolute instant kill!

This is definitely the most powerful Zhuyin God in history!

Because in the girl's shadow, a pair of enchanting blood-red vertical pupils vaguely opened.

The roaring sound of the dragon.

It’s as if Lord Zhulong has reappeared in the world!

"Then your life will be worse than death."

Su Youzhu said in a cold voice: "Destroy His altar."
To be continued...