Infinite Script Killing

Who is Doumu Yuanjun? He is in charge of Jinque and sits in Doufu. He is the leader of Zhou Tianlie Su. He is the respected Ziwei in the Arctic. He is evil and evil among the eighty-four thousand stars and can only obey his orders.

His authority is so great that even the five heavenly emperors are equal to him.

Although she is a third-generation god due to her high status, even a second-generation god may not necessarily be more powerful than her.

On the way here, he also met Lord Qixing, one of his nine sons.

Oh, it seems that Marshal Tianpeng in Journey to the West is also her son. Of course, this is a digression.

Only a god with such an extremely respected status can have the means and rights to hide a native world under the eyes of the gods, waiting for Xu Tong to enter.

"Some things cannot be said. At least on the surface, everyone can only maintain the same tone, so it may not be directed at you. It's just that sometimes, some things are forced."

Kang Xiazi explained.

These people should have been regarded as abandoned by the gods long ago. If Lord Doumu Yuan hadn't been secretly helping, I'm afraid they wouldn't be alive now.

A group of people gathered together, and Xu Tong took the first step to use Jie Zi Jue to unlock all the divine marks on their bodies.

Then he used the Zhan Zi Jue to cut off the cover of their prop book.

"What are your plans next?"

Xu Tong asked casually, or should I say, what the plan of Lord Doumu was.

However, Bu Luan and others looked at each other, and then they heard Kang Xiazi say: "This... Yuan Jun means... to ask you!"

"???"

Xu Tong was stunned, "Good guy, you guys have been here for so long, and you don't have a clue about the next step?"

Yan Xiaoqi said on the side: "Yuan Jun has a high status and too many people are watching her. Even if she has a plan, she can't tell her. But she sent us here and is waiting for you here. I'm afraid we will protect you when you enter Gui Xu." Mountain."

"Is it just to protect me?"

"Yes, Yuan Jun said, you have the answer to this disaster."

Hearing Yan Xiaoqi's words, Xu Tong was immediately speechless.

It’s this nonsense again, just like during the college entrance examination, everyone’s eyes are fixed on you, and then you tell yourself that only you can do this test paper.

But he didn't even have a chance to see the test paper, let alone what the answers were.

But Xu Tong couldn't explain clearly at this time.

"In that case, let's find the altar in Guixu Mountain first."

Now they have no retreat. Whether they are gods or the God of Death, their purpose is actually the same, they all want to reopen the world and let the world enter eternity.

But they are even more incompatible, and neither can tolerate the other party enjoying eternity with them.

Especially the youngest and others, once they enter the eternal world, their strength will quickly return to their peak state. At that time, these second-generation gods who have betrayed them will inevitably be slaughtered to death mercilessly by the youngest and others.

And they, the players, are caught in the middle and are already struggling to survive. Now they are no longer allowed to take sides. If they want to survive, they can only take the first step, find the altar, and use the power of the altar to conquer the gods. The gods of death were all suppressed.

Guixu Mountain is too big. Although Xu Tong holds the key, it is not easy to find the door to enter Guixu Mountain here.

Fortunately, Buluan and others joined in, and everyone scattered around to search, and finally found the door in an inconspicuous ravine.

Xu Tong took out the key that Lilith had given him and looked up at the door in front of him.

The fateful picture he saw appeared in his mind.

I always had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

"boom!!"

The clouds above the head surged, and a huge cracking sound tore through the sky. Everyone's minds tightened, and then they felt a huge aura covering the entire Guixu Mountain.

Xu Tong and the others didn't know when it happened, but Douda's divine blood began to drip from the sky.

The golden blood hit the ground of Guixu Mountain, like melted gold splashed on it.

"what happened??"

Everyone felt inexplicably flustered. Xu Tong was very familiar with this feeling. He felt the same way when he first met [Tai], but this feeling was even stronger now.

"Could it be..."

The figure of the youngest flashed in Xu Tong's mind.

"Where are you!"

Suddenly, Chang Wuju's voice came from the team channel. His voice was extremely urgent, urging Xu Tong and others to leave quickly.

Hearing Chang Wuju's voice, Gao Zhuo couldn't help but said in surprise: "Old Chang, are you okay? Where are you?"

Chang Wugu did not answer Gao Zhuo, but continued to say in the team channel: "The old magician is looking for you, be careful."

Hearing Chang Wugu's voice becoming more urgent, Xu Tong finally asked, "Where are you?"

Chang Wuzhen took a moment and then whispered: "I'm still with the youngest and the others. I can't run away. They left a mark on me."

After hearing Chang Wugu's words, Xu Tong immediately asked what was going on with this guy. After hearing Chang Wugu's words, Xu Tong breathed a sigh of relief.

Leaving a mark is not scary, but it shows that they do not intend to kill Chang Wuzhen. As for the mark, there are many ways to undo it.

"What are they doing now, maknae?"

Xu Tong asked Chang Wuju.

After a while, Chang Wuzhi sent a visual screenshot from the team channel.

When Xu Tong and the others opened it, their expressions suddenly became solemn.

This was the first time he saw the maknae's true face.

Under the long blue-grey hair, chaos was transformed into a cloak, and the heads of the gods were rising and falling in the cloak.

The golden divine blood seemed to dye his cloak golden.

In his hands, he held the heads of two gods. Those powerful gods seemed to be like insignificant children in front of him, allowing the youngest to kill them.

However, Xu Tong scanned his eyes carefully and discovered a problem. He asked Chang Wuju: "Why are the third-generation gods killed? Have you seen those second-generation gods?"

"No, I can't tell the difference between the third generation and the second generation, but it seems like they are more like abandoned children."

After hearing what Chang Wuji said, Xu Tong was relieved. As expected, it was just as they had guessed before. This place was basically a trap left by the second generation of gods.

Not to mention these players, even the gods who were once aloof have been reduced to abandoned sons. Now the more they kill, the more abundant the number of sacrifices will be for Queen Mother Xi and others.

"Can't wait any longer, let's go!"

Xu Tong knew that it was time to shoot the arrow, so he raised the key in his hand and tried to insert it into the keyhole in front of him.

"Click..."

Following the sound of the key, the stone door in front of him made a scraping sound.

Everyone stared intently at the stone door in front of them. Only Xu Tong took advantage of this time to make the [Jie Zi Jie] into a talisman and handed it over to Chang Wuzhen through the team warehouse.

"Be smart and seize the opportunity to escape."

Xu Tong whispered.

"You should also be careful and wait for me to meet you."

After the two ended their conversation, Xu Tong took a deep breath, hoping that Chang Wugu would be smarter and find a chance to escape.

He has a teleportation beacon in his hand. As long as he escapes, he can directly use the teleportation beacon to quickly meet them.

As soon as the door opened, everyone walked inside.

Everything was just like what he had seen in his fate. The wide corridors, bluestone floors, and spectacular sculptures made people feel hairy all over.

This underground palace is exactly the palace built by the dead gods when they were most glorious.

Now, in addition to a thick layer of dust on the ground, there are a large number of bones and skeletons.

Some of the bones have decayed, but they still look like precious jade, exuding awe-inspiring majesty.

They were all the former gods of death, the sacrifices chosen by the first generation of gods.

They are all powerful enough to crush the second generation of gods.

But now they have been dead for tens of millions of years, and even their bones have decayed.

"This way!"

Xu Tong relied on his own experience and led everyone to the left.

After passing through one palace after another, Xu Tong's eyes suddenly dimmed, and he looked at a raised lotus stone platform in front of him, his expression suddenly in a trance.

"What's wrong??"

Seeing Xu Tong's expression was different, the eldest princess asked from the side.

Xu Tong shook his head without explaining. The stone platform he saw just now was exactly where he had seen Lilith's corpse in his fate.

It's just that it's just a scene in fate. He has been fighting all the way, and his fate has been changed a lot by him invisibly.

Although Amei died and Lao Bai also died in the battle, Gao Zhuo was not killed by Gabriel, and dozens of players on the battleship still survived.

This is the result of the struggle. Even if it is unsatisfactory, the details have already deviated from the fate he saw.

They continued to walk deeper, until at the end, a huge altar gradually appeared in clear outline in the darkness.

It's like a majestic altar like a pyramid, with the steps rising up until people can't see the end of the altar.

There are densely packed skulls placed around the altar, which are obviously the sacrifices of that year.

"hiss!!"

Even Buluan and the others couldn't help but take a deep breath at this moment.

I don’t know how many gods it would take to kill this.

But then I thought about it, compared with this sacrifice, what are these?

You know, in order to complete the mission of the gods, they went to slaughter the world one after another. I don't know how many creatures were killed, and their souls were included in the memorial tablets.

Not to mention that at this moment, countless armies are fighting outside, and the blood has already dyed the soil of this world red.

As well as the three generations of gods in the sky who were abandoned by Queen Mother Xi and others, such a large number cannot be counted concretely.

In comparison, these sacrifices in front of me are nothing.

Xu Tong took a deep breath and looked at the altar in front of him, feeling a little confused for a moment.

Although he knew the location of the altar, it did not mean that he knew how to use it.

Just when Xu Tong was worried, the ground suddenly began to tremble.

"Rumble, rumble..."

Everyone can clearly feel the bluestone trembling slightly under their feet.

You must know that this is Guixu Mountain, a huge mountain that spans several worlds. If it can vibrate, you can imagine that something big must have happened outside.

"What happened outside??"

Xu Tong hurriedly asked Chang Wuju.

After a while, I heard Chang Wuju say: "From what the old magic stick said, it seems that the altar designed by the Queen Mother of the West and others has started."

Hearing this, Xu Tong frowned: "How are you? You haven't had a chance to escape yet?"

"No, but it should be available soon. Be prepared and pick me up."

After Chang Wuzhen finished speaking, he took a deep breath, lifted the head of a goddess in his hand, and said to himself: "I haven't finished playing yet, why are you in a hurry!"

As he spoke, he playfully stretched out his finger and poked the goddess on the head, then grinned and threw it forward.

I saw the head drawing a perfect arc in mid-air and landing on the cloak of the youngest in front of me. As thousands of heads rose and fell, a sharp wailing sound came from their mouths.

"This is what God feels like!"

Chang Wusu took a deep breath greedily, and the golden divine blood in the air poured into his mouth and nose as he breathed. With every breath, a strange streak appeared on his chest.

These markings are entangled together, as if a huge mouth is about to open at any time.

"They have found the altar. No matter what, you should be ready to leave."

The old magic stick stood aside, squinting at Chang Wuzhen, and said expressionlessly.

As a result, Chang Wugu rolled his eyes at the old magic stick without hesitation: "Fuck you, uncle, it's not your turn to take command."

After finishing speaking, he didn’t forget to add: “Also, don’t call me unrestrained, I won’t like it!”

Faced with Chang Wuju's arrogant expression, the old magic stick twitched the corner of his mouth, but surprisingly did not get angry. He could only snort coldly, turned his head and said nothing.

Ni stood aside and couldn't help but sneered when he saw this, walked to the old magic stick and said: "Is this the good boy you mentioned??"

When the old magician heard this, his face turned pale, but what could he say? Fat Niu was already useless, but Fat Niu's abilities were exactly what they were indispensable for.

In order for the plan to go smoothly, they could only transfer Fat Niu's abilities to Chang Wuxue.

They had no better choice. Fat Niu's ability was originally prepared for Chang Wuzhen, and only Chang Wuzhen could bear it completely.

If it were anyone else, even he wouldn't be able to withstand this kind of power.

If you accept it forcefully, there are only two possibilities, one will be bursting, and the other will become a fool like a fat girl.

For this reason, they helped Chang Wuzhi reshape his body at all costs, making him complete.

Now that Chang Wuzhen had gained a power comparable to that of a second-generation god, he suddenly became arrogant. Except for the youngest, he didn't listen to anyone's words. Even when facing the old magic stick, he still had his own way of doing things, which really made the old magic stick feel uncomfortable. Headache.

So even if he was ridiculed like this by Ni, the old magic stick could only swallow the broken teeth in his stomach.

The sky in the distance is filled with red streaks rising one after another, which are the souls of endless creatures wailing.

The Queen Mother of the West has activated the altar and wants to perform sacrifices together with Guixu Mountain to completely eliminate future troubles.

But Lao Shengun and others were not panicked at all. They knew very well what Queen Mother Xi was thinking, but Queen Mother Xi didn't know that the horror of Guixu Mountain was not just that.

At this time, the strong smell of blood hit, and the figure at the end of the cloak was already carrying the heads of two great gods.

These two heads are the heads of the Gouchen Shanggu Emperor and the Immortal Emperor respectively.

A long green hair is spread over the youngest's face. Although his face has returned to the appearance of his youth, the vicissitudes and fatigue in his eyes can no longer be concealed.

After all, they have survived for too long, and forcibly reviving their power will quickly consume their lives.

But everything is worth it. When the eternal world opens, their life and strength will return to their peak.

The youngest looked at Chang Wuju: "Are you ready?"

"Don't worry, we've already prepared everything!"

Chang Wuju said with a smile as he narrowed his eyes. Then he took out the teleportation beacon from the props book. At the same time, he took out a special chain and connected his wrist with the youngest, the old god stick, Ni Shen, and several other dead gods. connected together.

Then he took a deep breath and his tone became urgent: "Boss, I'm getting away, hurry up, get ready to pick me up!"

Sorry, today is a bit short. It’s almost over. Let me slow down my thoughts.