Killing God

Chapter 78: Ancient Sword Light

At this moment, Shen Shi felt that it was the longest moment in his life. It seemed that the time had completely stagnated next to him, all turned into invisible weight, like a huge mountain peak, completely pressed onto his body. So that he could barely breathe.

Why, there are actually ten skull patterns here?

Is there any deception in what Lao Long said just now? But Shen Shi immediately denied this possibility in his heart. No matter from which aspect, the old dragon never deceived himself. He and the witch ghost are immortal enemies of life and death, and he is in the ancient Yinlong and the witch ghost. In the eyes of such ancient heaven-defying creatures, they are no different from ants, and it is impossible for them to use these methods to kill themselves.

If you want to kill yourself and run it to death by any means, why bother?

However, what was clearly in front of him was ten skulls and crossbones. In the words of Lao Long before, it was very straightforward to explain that there was only one skull and crossbones.

In a hurry, Shen Shi couldn't find the secret dragon pattern in the left eye socket among the ten skull patterns, and the witch did not seem to give him more time to hesitate. Soon. I already spoke to him:

"Present the dragon blood."

Shen Shi held the dragon's true blood in his arms, and his heart was beating wildly. If he really handed over the dragon's blood at this moment, I'm afraid that everything would be over. But, but... Under such a dilemma, what can be done?

He didn't dare to show the slightest clue on his face, but slightly lowered his head as if he was very scared, and then slowly raised his arm, while at the same time, his mind was spinning like a sparkle, old Those few words before the dragon flicked through his heart like a gust of wind and lightning.

Witches, skeletons, eye sockets, dragon patterns, dragon blood, fierce, suspicious, cunning, too difficult, ghostly, true body...

The words floated and sinked like boiling, and his mind seemed to burst open at this moment, and Chen Shi even felt that he was standing on the edge of the cliff of ten thousand meters at this moment, with his feet hanging in the air. Falling down into the abyss. After all, is there any way...

The dragon blood slowly lifted up in front of the witch ghost. At this time, the whole body of the witch ghost was swallowed by the giant egg, and only a dreadful skull was still exposed. It looked strange, and it seemed to be right. Staring at this drop of dragon blood, the ghost fire in his eye sockets was slowly burning, and a strange arm-like tentacles appeared in that ball of "slime" and grabbed this drop of dragon blood.

Seeing, all this seems to be over.

Dragon blood, fierce, suspicious, cunning...

Suddenly, Shen Shi's body shook slightly. In that ten millionth of an instant, a sentence suddenly lit up in his mind, and it exploded like thunder:

suspicious!

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Shen Shituo held the arms of the big drop of dragon blood, suddenly lifted it hard, and the speed suddenly doubled. He lifted the dragon blood to the top of his head, looking like it was sincerely dedicated to This king of witches and ghosts, and at the same time, his face seemed to be the same as before, with a bit of nervousness, but if there was nothing, there seemed to be a slight smile on his lips.

The witch ghost's tentacle was about to touch this drop of dragon blood, but at this moment, it suddenly saw the faint smile on Chen Shi's face, and the ghost fire in the skull's eyes suddenly flashed , The tentacles had a sudden stop, and stopped inexplicably a few steps away from the dragon's blood.

In this world, there may no longer be any creatures who know the magical powers of the Primordial Yinlong better than being witches, and the two of them have been entangled and fought hard under this soul town for a hundred thousand years, during which countless calculations, how much The conspiracy has long been deeply embedded in their long history of struggle.

This drop of true blood of the giant dragon, the last true blood of the Yinlong dragon in this world, just put it in front of me...

The ghost fire in the witch’s eyes slowly burned. It stared at the drop of dragon blood held by the sinking stone. After a while, the tentacles slowly retracted and merged into the one again. Among the dome.

Then, the witch ghost's cold and merciless ghost-fire gaze, as if it was the first time to formally and carefully look at the sinking stone, fell on his face.

A chill was like a basin of ice water pouring from his head, instantly making Shen Shi cold from head to toe. In that gaze, there was not a trace of anger or emotion, but only indifference and fierce killing.

Shen Shi held the dragon's blood in his hand and dared not say a word. At the same time, his head hung down as if he was obedient, but at the same time he looked back not far in front of him from the corner of his eyes. The skull patterns on the altar desperately Observing as if anxiously, I wanted to find the missing hidden dragon pattern in this very difficult time.

Ten skeletons, ten eye sockets for the left eye... and looking at it, it seems that each eye socket is almost the same. Where is the secret pattern slightly jagged like a dragon?

"You..." A deep voice suddenly came from the front, but it was completely different from the witch ghost's voice that sounded as soft and sweet as a young woman before. Shen Shi raised his eyes and found that it was soft. The mud has spread up at this moment, slowly submerging the last remaining skull head, so the witch’s voice sounds a little different, but the tone of voice is still so calm and indifferent, and the murderous pressure around, There was no half-point weakening, even stronger than before.

Is this true body about to be born?

Although Shen Shi did not know the specific meaning of the birth of the witch and ghost in the mouth of the skeleton and the old dragon, he guessed that it was mostly like this when he looked at the scene before him, and the witch and ghost were submerged by the "soft mud" at the moment, but the sound It still came out from under the ooze, and said: "How did you get this dragon's true blood?"

Before he finished his words, Shen Shi suddenly heard a muffled sound of "puff", and saw a sudden explosion in the middle of the creeping ooze, and then slowly stretched out a hand from below.

A fair, slender, beautiful, light and even perfect hand.

Shen Shi was taken aback, and his heart sank suddenly. He didn't dare to take another look at the palm of his hand. He hung his head down while peeping and watching the skull patterns secretly searching, while making a submissive look, and whispered:

"Return to the Witch King, I... I don't want to die. In the cave below, I saw that the old monster dragon suddenly yelled, and then hung my head and looked dead. I went over boldly. Pushing him away, only to find..."

As soon as I said this, there was another low and cracking sound, and the position under the ooze burst again, slowly extending a jade-like calf that was completely flawless.

Shen Shi stagnated for a while, and stopped subconsciously, but then again heard the voice of a witch from above:

"what have you found?"

Shen Shi took a deep breath and gritted his teeth. When he was about to speak, his eyes suddenly condensed, but he landed on the fifth pattern from the left among the ten skull patterns. In the left eye socket, it seems...something is not neat?

"Ok?"

The voice of the witches and ghosts came again, and Chen Shi suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart. After shaking his body for a few times, he almost involuntarily fell to the ground. For a moment, he was shocked, knowing that this was the power of the witches and ghosts. First Road:

"The Witch King is forgiving, the Witch King is forgiving..."

The ghost said coldly: "Say."

Shen Shi nodded and said: "Yes, yes, I..." Just about to speak, there were two consecutive bursts, but the other hand and the jade foot on the other side were also revealed.

Shen Shi's heart was shocked, but his mouth did not stop again. Instead, he continued and said, "I pushed away the body of the old demon dragon, only to find that there was a small piece of dragon on his back. Nu Skin's flesh and blood even had a dragon scale on it. I, I tried to cut that piece of flesh and blood, and this drop of dragon blood came out from it."

"puff……"

A mass of soft mud exploded, revealing a piece of snow-white skin. It was a perfectly round and snow-white thigh, which seemed to gather all the enticing brilliance of the world, which made people look at it, and even couldn’t help but imagine it. That more skin and more body.

A faintly beautiful but weird figure gradually took shape in the squirming soft mud, revealing a somewhat vague appearance.

However, the witch’s voice seems to have nothing to do with this alluring beauty. It is still so cold and ruthless, but it can be heard that by this time, it seems that it is still a little suspicious of dragon blood, or in other words, After many years of struggling and struggling with the Taigu Yinlong, its guard against Yinlong has long been carved into the bone marrow.

"The last dragon's blood? It's hidden behind me?" The ghost seemed to be muttering to himself in the slime. "No wonder, no wonder I can't find the key to this old evil dragon. I definitely deserve to die and not die anymore. , But it can still last until now, it turns out..."

Suddenly, its voice suddenly stagnated, as if thinking of something, it turned out to be a little more anxious. It turned out to be slightly leaning over, and said solemnly to Shen Shi: "Are you... in that mass of flesh and blood? To a fragment of a broken sword?"

Before Shen Shi took advantage of the sorcerer's self-talking moments, he stared at the fourth skull and took a closer look in his left eye. As expected, there were a few bumps on the edge of the eye socket, and the more he looked at it. The more I felt that it should be the hidden dragon pattern that the old dragon said.

It’s just that there is only one chance for this. Is this necessarily true?

Shen Shi suddenly dripped cold sweat on his forehead.

And the witch ghost's question sounded at this moment. Shen Shi looked up in shock and said, "No, there is nothing but this drop of dragon blood."

"Puff..." There was another weird sound, where the soft mud exploded, but it was on the vague figure of the woman, cracking on the chest, revealing a towering plump, creamy snow-white peaks between the two peaks. , There is a narrow but deep valley, as if it can attract all the greedy eyes of the world.

Shen Shi was also taken aback for a moment, but although this seductive fire-breathing body was fascinating, he had seen the appearance of the skeleton not long ago. As long as he thought of the appearance of the skeleton in his mind, what suddenly became hot** , Are all extinguished.

At least for now, his mind is all on the hidden dragon pattern.

The explosion of the witch’s body sounded from time to time, and the ooze was constantly splashing around, exposing more and more snow-white skin, and the speed was getting faster and faster. Obviously this strange physical possession is about to be completed, and it seems At this moment, he finally made up his mind, the temptation of that drop of dragon blood to it is not ordinary.

"bring here."

At some point, the witch's tone changed back to the gentle and sweet female voice, and at the same time a weak boneless jade hand stretched out towards Shen Shi.

The sinking stone exploded, realizing that it was finally the last juncture, and there was no more time to hesitate.

Fight hard, right now.

He lowered his head and leaned forward, looking as if he was going to offer dragon blood, but suddenly for some unknown reason, he stumbled forward and fell forward suddenly. The ghost seemed to be startled, his jade hand slightly in the air. After a meal, it was too late and it was fast. At this flashing moment, Shen Shi's arm lifted slightly, and this drop of dragon's true blood lightly touched the left eye of the fourth skull.

Everything seemed to freeze for a moment in that instant.

Shen Shi only felt that he was frozen in place, unable to move.

The jade hand was still in the air, and the half-showing beautiful and attractive ** was still standing on the altar.

The sky is still full of green light.

The ghost is filled with ghosts.

Under Zhenhunyuan, the time of one hundred thousand years seemed to have stagnated at this moment.

That tragic song from the deepest part of the darkness, quietly rising from no one, as if recalling an ancient soul.

The sky is dark and dark.

The green light dissipated.

The lonely peak is extremely high, and under the soul-suppressing abyss, suddenly the whole world is in silence and darkness, like the ancient times, when the world is not open, it is like a chaotic and wild world.

Darkness swept across, as reckless as eternity, completely different from the darkness of the ghosts that used to be here, this is the original darkness of heaven and earth.

Pure and flawless, dark.

Then, a ray of light slowly lit up, it was a golden dragon pattern, lit up on the lonely mountain and on the altar.

After a while, the dragon pattern burst instantly, shattered like powder, scattered in the endless darkness, a ray of light suddenly rose from under the altar, and pierced the sky in the blink of an eye, like opening the sky and the earth, like splitting the magnum.

The darkness roared in an instant, like an ancient and reckless song spreading everywhere, high and deep, there seemed to be a giant **** standing proudly standing above the earth, watching the world.

That ray of light.

That one--

The ancient sword light.