Junior Disciple C

God of War Yinglong? !

This name, which is rarely mentioned by people, seems to have been heard many times in this short period of time today, but whenever everyone feels that they have accepted this shocking fact, the reality will always become more shocking. Shock.

A good trial ceremony, first Xue Ren suddenly rebelled, and then even took out the divine sword Lve Ying, saying that he was following Yinglong's will to seize Jianmu, which should have been reduced to ashes long ago, and then fought with his master.

Seeing Ji Chengyue's defeat, Jianmu's return to the sky, and Cao Zirui and a lesser-known fellow disciple who were about to perish under Lve Ying's sword, they didn't expect that the drama that everyone thought had come to an end was not over yet.

Not only is it not over, the real climax has just arrived.

After a hundred years, God came to the world again.

His heroism is the same as it was a hundred years ago, and his strength is also the same as it was a hundred years ago.

Ji Chengyue's irresistible sword energy, and even the Duanshan Sword, a heavenly artifact inherited by the Lingxiao Sword Sect for thousands of years, broke under it, but he didn't seem to notice it at all, it was just a pinch of five fingers written by Qingmao , and crushed that sword energy.

Among the black debris floating all over the sky, God shook his sleeve robe lightly, and he stood with his hands behind his back. His golden eyes glanced at the surrounding crowd lightly, and then looked up at Xue Ren, who was holding Lve Shadow Sword in the sky.

The crowd followed his gaze, and then belatedly thought of a question.

Xue Ren acted on Yinglong's orders, and the Lve Shadow Sword in his hand is the evidence, but now the God of War came in person for no reason, and stopped Xue Ren who was working for him, what's going on?

Everyone was unimaginable and completely puzzled.

Cao Zirui was also puzzled, but he knew a little more than the others.

He knew why Yinglong suddenly appeared, it was because of...calling the gods...

When the deadly blade struck just now, he told Fang Yang to run quickly, but Fang Yang seemed to be focusing on the token in his hand, and didn't hear him at all.

He wanted to pat Fang Yang on the shoulder to wake him up, but he couldn't move because of his internal injuries, so he could only sit there weakly and watch Fang Yang accompany him to die.

Before the sharp edge formed by Lve Yingjian's sword qi could reach his body, he felt the strong wind that almost stings his skin, and the sound of flying through the air filled his eardrums. Fang Yang seemed to shout something at the end , but Cao Zirui didn't hear it, nor did he see it.

He just raised his arm subconsciously to block in front of him, although it was useless, the sword energy that swept everything would cut off his arm together.

However, after a while, the expected severe pain did not hit. When he opened his eyes in surprise, he only saw a cloud of black mist surging around him, exactly the same as the black mist on Lve Shadow Sword.

They are equally gloomy and terrifying, just looking at them, they all have a sense of trembling from the inside out.

But inexplicably, he felt that the two were slightly different, but he couldn't tell.

He tentatively stretched out his hand to touch the black mist. Although he withdrew his hand in time, he was still terrified by the cold feeling that flooded into his body instantly.

He was gasping for breath, looking at the black mist around him in shock, not daring to touch the slightest bit, but the darkness was as silky as mist, they were huge and complicated, even though he tried his best to avoid them, he seemed to be gradually being absorbed by this all-pervasive black mist. wrapped in fog.

Just when he felt that he was about to be swallowed by the black monster, suddenly, the black mist started to avoid him intentionally.

The black mist can no longer set foot in the square inch of land around him.

Cao Zirui didn't understand the reason for the change in the black mist, he raised his head in doubt, and saw a strange figure in front of him.

Tall and straight, firm and powerful.

Cao Zirui stared blankly at the man in front of him, it should be Fang Yang standing in front of him.

But the person in front of him is definitely not Fang Yang, Fang Yang is not that tall, his shoulders are not that broad, and their costumes are also different. Fang Yang is wearing the uniform of Lingxiao Jianzong, while the man in front of him is It is the unknown black robe.

The style of clothes is very strange, not like the common styles in the world, but strange, but also familiar, he seems to have seen it somewhere.

But where exactly, Cao Zirui couldn't remember.In doubt, he vaguely heard exclamation and questioning from outside the black mist, asking who the man was.

The man's answer was like a key, instantly opening the memory box, Cao Zirui finally remembered that he had seen it before.

On the jade slips that recorded events from a hundred years ago, the god who lives in the clouds is wearing such clothes.

So what he sees is really...

Cao Zirui's eyes suddenly moved down. The man caught the sharp blade that flew in front of them with his left hand, while his right hand held... Fang Yang's God Calling Token.

The spell on the token glowed with a faint golden light, while black mist surged out of it.

Cao Zirui's pupils shrank, and he suddenly understood why Fang Yang suddenly disappeared and why the man in front of him suddenly appeared.

It's because of the god-calling order, which didn't have a name written on it, and it should have been a waste product, but it really worked miraculously.

The sea otter brothers in Beihai City once said that once the summoning token is used successfully, the gods can come to the world through this medium, and the owner of the token will also gain the power of the gods for a short time.

So the man in front of him is really Ying Long, that high and mighty God of War? !

But this...how is this possible!

The success of the summoning order must be approved by the god himself, so Yinglong's appearance here is completely voluntary, but this is even more incredible.

Isn't Ying Long from Xue Ren's side? Why did he try to stop him, and why did he save him and Fang Yang?

And... the black mist around him suddenly surged away from him on purpose just now, could it be that the man in front of him did it too?

The answer seems to be obvious, except for this God, no one can control these eerie black mist, but Ying Long is so cold and ruthless.

A hundred years ago, when he killed so many people, why did he hesitate at all.

Now that he would make a special trip to change the direction of the black mist for him, even if it didn't take much effort, it was still unbelievable.

Of course, among all the people present, if anyone was the most unbelievable, it definitely wasn't Cao Zirui, but Hao Chen who was hugging Feng Ye's body. His eyes were wide open, and he stared blankly at the man standing with his hands behind his back.

Under everyone's gaze, Ying Long suddenly moved.

He walked on the flat ground, and along with his forward steps, the black mist that filled his body slowly gathered towards him.

The huge black mist continued to shrink and condense, getting smaller and smaller, and finally, it completely merged into the body of this tall and straight man.

No, it's not blending in. He was originally transformed from these eerie black mist.

He had a clear goal, ignoring the surprised or fearful eyes of the other people around him, he only looked at Xue Ren, and walked straight in the direction where Xue Ren was.

Xue Ren met those golden eyes, he shivered subconsciously, and finally woke up.

When he saw this face for the first time, he also thought it was God of War coming in person, but then he wondered in his heart, why did God still stop him after bestowing him with the power of God of War?

He understood now. The moment he met these eyes, he suddenly understood that although the faces were the same, the people were not the same.

The Ying Long he saw always had a vague smile on his mouth, although he was equally high above, with contempt for ordinary people in the depths of his eyes, but far gentler than the man in front of him.

And the God of War in front of him had an indifferent expression and cold eyes. When he looked at him, he felt that what he was looking at was not a living thing at all, but just an unsheathed sharp sword that could only kill and drink blood.

In fact, this expression is more in line with people's perception of dragons. A hundred years ago, he had such an expression when he appeared in the clouds.

That Ying Long who always smiles is a bit abnormal, but their faces are indeed exactly the same, even if they are not exactly the same, they are so similar that ordinary people can't tell them apart.

Before today, Xue Ren would never have imagined that there would be someone so similar to Ying Long, so even if he wondered why the God of War, known for his cruelty, would be so gentle, he didn't doubt it.

But now, he couldn't help but start to wonder in his heart. There are actually two war gods. So, which one is real?

Is it the one in front of him, or the one who gave him the Lve Shadow Sword also claimed to be...

Wait, Xue Ren suddenly realized that it seemed that the God had never claimed to be Ying Long, and all speculation about his identity was just because of his face that was very similar to Ying Long.

Xue Ren suddenly fell into a huge panic. If the Ying Long he met was a fake, then with whom did he make a deal?

Because of Ji Chengyue's words, he was slightly shaken by the fact that he had always believed in, but God was on his side, how could God be wrong, so he also firmly believed that he was not wrong, he was just trying to get what he deserved thing.

But God is false, does that mean everything is a lie, does it mean... he is wrong?

"you're not wrong."

Xue Ren turned his head to look at the black mist that climbed up to his shoulder along Lve Yingjian. The black mist looked like a poisonous snake, and the black snake whispered in his ear: "I didn't lie to you, what I gave you is indeed The power of the God of War."

"But..." But obviously the real God of War is right in front of you...

"Our power is from the same source, and..." the black snake suddenly laughed lowly, the snake's mouth was opened to the maximum, and the poisonous fangs spread from the upper jaw. Crying: "Go and fight for me! What about the God of War? I am stronger than him!"

The tone of this unknown thing is not small, but Xue Ren didn't believe it this time.

Hei Snake did not lie to him, he was just misleading. Regarding his own identity, even though Xue Ren mistook him for Ying Long, he did not refute.

Such things are not worthy of trust at all. Even if he said that he was stronger than Ying Long, Xue Ren did not dare to face Ying Long. That God of War is a murderer without batting an eyelid. If he loses, he is afraid that he will surely die.

But up to now, it is no longer what he wants or does not want, whether he dares or not.

Xue Ren suddenly found out in horror that he had lost control of his body, and the black mist gushing out from Lve Shadow Sword had wrapped around every joint in his body at some point.

He struggled hard, but couldn't move. The black mist engulfed him. At the same time, he suddenly felt a force beyond imagination pouring into his body.

When he took out the Lve Shadow Sword, he already had the feeling of looking down on the world, but at this moment, he really felt the difference between heaven and man.

The inflated power gave him inflated confidence. If he thought he was already the strongest in the world before, now he feels that even in the heavens, there is nothing he can't defeat!

He was no longer afraid, but accepted the control of the black mist with half joy and half obedience. His body was still Xue Ren's body, but the contents of the body had been completely changed.

Under everyone's gaze, "Xue Ren" smiled slightly at the man walking towards him, and then, the black mist completely covered his figure.

The black mist swelled in mid-air and condensed into a giant python about [-] meters long. The giant python turned over in the air, stared at the man on the ground, then opened its huge mouth and slammed down.

Feng Ye frowned slightly, and he scanned the crowd around him. Although these people retreated a lot because of fear, they were still within the attack range of the giant python.

The black mist that had been condensed in his body dispersed again. He turned into a dragon and soared up. The dragons and snakes collided in mid-air, and the bodies that were also hundreds of meters long were entangled with each other, tearing at each other with their fangs. The opponent's flesh and blood.

Both parties did not come in person, but borrowed the bodies of Xue Ren and Fang Yang as the carriers of their own power, so the dragon snakes they transformed were phantoms made of black mist, not like real dragon snakes with scales It was so densely covered that they couldn't feel any pain at all, and what they tore off was nothing but the black mist that made up the opponent's figure.

Because of this, their attack became more fierce. The snake's mouth bit Ying Long's neck and directly tore off a large piece of flesh, while the dragon's claws grabbed the snake's body at the same time, tearing the snake's body apart.

They bit and attacked each other, and their complete bodies became more and more broken. The people below looked at this scene in horror. They had never seen such a cruel fight. All that was bitten left was the skeleton.

Soon, there was nothing left of their skeletons, and there were only two clouds of black mist that couldn't distinguish their shapes or each other in the air.

The black mist blocked everyone's sight, making it impossible to see what was going on inside.

Everyone also realized that Ying Long behind Xue Ren might not be the same God of War in front of him, so they have different goals and are enemies of each other.

But in this world, it has never been heard that there are two Yinglongs, so there is only one possibility, and one of them is fake.

It's just that everyone couldn't tell who was real and who was fake. The power of Lve Shadow Sword was as powerful as people imagined, but the stern-faced man just now didn't look like a fake either.

Everyone no longer guessed, just held their breath and paid close attention to the changes in the black mist.

Ji Chengyue was also looking at the black mist, but his eyes were different from the curiosity of the others, and he was also a little worried.

To say which of the two Yinglongs is real and who is fake, Ji Chengyue actually already had some guesses in his heart.If everything was as he expected, then what Xue Ren encountered might not be a god at all, but a monster pretending to be a god, and he was just a pawn being used by others.

But right now, he is involved in a battle with the God of War. I'm afraid it will be more or less ominous...

Even though Xue Ren had committed all kinds of serious crimes, Ji Chengyue still couldn't completely ignore him, just like the sword he couldn't stab before, after all, he was the disciple he watched grow up.

However, he was helpless, as dragons and snakes were fighting, and mortals could not intervene. He could do nothing but watch with everyone.

In the black mist where everyone couldn't see, Feng Ye turned into a human again, his eyes moved quickly around him, looking for the enemies lurking in the darkness.

His gaze was fixed, he turned his head suddenly, and hit his elbow backward, "Xue Ren" was knocked back a few steps.

Feng Ye didn't hold back this blow, and he hit the opponent accurately. Logically, "Xue Ren" must have felt some pain.

However, there was no pain on "Xue Ren"'s face. Instead, he had a happy smile on his face. He even reprimanded: "Feng Ye, is this how you greet people?"

Feng Ye's pupils shrank slightly, and the other party really knew his name.

"Who are you?" He asked "Xue Ren".

"Me?" "Xue Ren" had a half-smile, he tilted his head, with a childlike playfulness: "Why don't you guess?"

Feng Ye's brows were tightly furrowed. He was not going to guess what the other party said. He opened his mouth to continue asking questions, but when he was about to speak, he suddenly realized something.

Feng Ye looked at the black mist surging around him. These black mist were not under his control, and they were not the kind he had imagined. They belonged to the other party.

But at this moment, when the two of them were talking, the black mist that belonged to the other party sneaked up on his ankles, trying to engulf him.

Feng Ye suddenly raised his right hand, and everyone outside the black mist saw a ray of light suddenly break through in the gloomy sky. The light passed through the clouds and reached the huge mass of black mist that was constantly expanding outwards below.

The light is invincible, and the arrogant and powerful black mist kept retreating in front of it as if seeing a nemesis, and the black mist that had already climbed onto Feng Ye's body collapsed instantly.

Finally, through the black fog pierced by the light, everyone saw Xue Ren and the man shrouded in light again.

There seems to be no doubt about who is true and who is false.

The black mist that opened its teeth and danced its claws suddenly became obedient in the man's hand, condensing into a black sword body, similar to Xue Ren's, but different.

No light could reflect Xue Ren's glancing shadow, but the sword in the man's hand had a faint radiance on it, making it difficult to distinguish whether it was the light of the sword itself or the ray of skylight shining on it.

This is the real one, Excalibur Glance!

At the same time Lve Ying took shape, Feng Ye raised his eyes slightly, and he looked at Xue Ren with killing intent in his eyes, but he didn't make a move immediately.

This is his last chance for the other party, whether to confess honestly, or to resist stubbornly.

However, neither of these two options was chosen by the other party.

Xue Ren also raised his Lve Shadow Sword, as if he was going to fight, but in fact, the black mist that controlled his movements was quietly withdrawing, and he regained the initiative of his body.

But this didn't make him feel relaxed, instead he was extremely flustered.

That power, that power over all living beings, is moving away from him...

He could not imagine what he would face if he lost this power and committed all kinds of prohibitions, but he couldn't control the loss of power, and the voice that would whisper in his ear finally let out a sarcasm Laugh, and walk away from him.

And, with Jianmu.

Feng Ye's eyes were fixed, although the other party cunningly left a large cloud of black mist on Xue Ren's body as a cover, only a few faint ones were separated to sneak around Jianmu and escape.

But Feng Ye noticed it right away, he stopped hesitating, and slashed towards the tiny cloud of black mist.

The sword light is as cold and sharp as it was a hundred years ago.

Everything that Jianfeng has passed along the way will not survive!

"No!" Xue Ren, who was not in the range of Jianfeng's path, suddenly roared, he must not, must not lose this power!

He suddenly turned around and rushed towards the black mist that escaped him, and then... together with the black mist, he was cut off.

Ji Chengyue only had time to call out: "Aren!"

He wanted to stop it, but he couldn't stop it. Just like he didn't stop Ying Long from cutting off Jianmu a hundred years ago, he couldn't stop Ying Long from killing Xue Ren today.

In the rain of blood and shattered pieces of black mist falling from the sky, Lve Ying Sword turned into black mist again in Feng Ye's hands, and slowly dispersed in the air.

"Well, the current strength is not enough to confront him head-on." The man who looked exactly like Ying Long stood in a corner where the sun couldn't shine, and sighed regretfully to Ling Yun beside him.

He realized it when he turned into a giant python and fought with Yinglong, otherwise he wouldn't have lost the courage to confront Feng Ye head-on, and ran away with Jianmu, although he didn't escape in the end.

However, Ling Yun's focus was different from the man's. For the first time, his calm tone caused waves. He looked at the sky above where Feng Ye was standing. Together with Jianmu.

Ling Yun's tone was dignified hard to hide: "God, Jianmu has been destroyed, we..."

"Hehe." The man suddenly interrupted Ling Yun with a low smile. He shook his head and denied, "He won't destroy Jianmu."

His tone was very firm, and at the same time, he looked in the direction where Feng Ye was, and murmured: "Because..."

Feng Ye looked at the rain of blood and black debris floating in front of his eyes, and remained silent.

He suddenly raised his head and looked directly in front of him. The human being who had been keeping three feet away from him unexpectedly came forward abnormally.

It's Ji Chengyue.

The rest of the people also noticed this, they stared blankly at their leader, Ji Chengyue was full of anger, as a human being, he asked the gods for accountability.

"Why?!" He almost roared out the words.

Why did he destroy everything he cared about again and again? !

All his senior brothers and apprentices were killed by this man's sword.

When he saw this familiar face, his memories couldn't help surging.

This face may be very strange to others, because he only appeared that time, but to Ji Chengyue, it is very familiar, he often sees him in dreams.

It's all a nightmare.

At the same time that Ying Long pulled out Lve Shadow Sword again, Ji Chengyue seemed to see the scene a hundred years ago again in a trance. After the sword light passed, there was a huge tree that collapsed, and the sky fire ignited on the tree and fell to the ground.

And these scenes together piled up the final result, a world like purgatory.

People are struggling and roaring in the sea of ​​fire, but gods are indifferent in the clouds.

Perhaps a god should be as ruthless as him, but even if he thinks back on it a hundred years later, Ji Chengyue still feels that such a god is cruel and terrifying.

What is the difference between him and those murderous monsters in myths and legends?Is it just that handsome skin?

unknown.

How can mortals question God?

Nothing can be done but to accept, to be silent, to forget.

Ji Chengyue seems to have achieved the first two points, but he has forgotten this point. He has tried his best not to think about it, and sealed it in the deepest place in his heart. Efforts fall short.

He can't forget.

I can't forget the fire that devoured everything, I can't forget my senior brother who was turned into ashes, and I can't forget how my apprentice Xue Ren died tragically under the sword just now.

All of this is thanks to the god in front of me!

Anger devoured his reason and gave him the courage to question the gods. Even if he died here, he didn't care anymore.

He just wanted to ask clearly.

"What did my senior brother do wrong?!"

"Is it so unforgivable for a mortal to try to ascend to the sky?!"

"You want to destroy everything again and again?!"

After a hundred years, he refused to let go of this last fragment of Jianmu that had lost its vitality.

Ji Chengyue asked step by step, and he finally walked in front of God.

Feng Ye looked at Ji Chengyue quietly. When faced with the questioning, he didn't answer, but he didn't dodge either. He just stood there and looked at him quietly.

Although Ji Chengyue didn't use his spiritual power to speak, he roared hoarsely, and everyone could hear him clearly.He completely dropped the airs of being the head of the sect, his eyes were flushed from the violent ups and downs of emotions.

This middle-aged man, who is no longer young, seems to have returned to a hundred years ago at this moment, becoming the junior who lost everything but can only stand in front of the ashes, at a loss for what to do with the ashes of his senior.

"Alas..." Elder Zhou sighed as he watched this scene.

He wanted to stop Ji Chengyue, not to offend the gods, but he also knew that he couldn't stop it. Ji Chengyue's questioning had been suppressed for too long, and for 100 years, he had kept it in his heart.

In order to protect Ling Xiao Jianzong, he had to pretend that he didn't care about Ling Yun in front of everyone.Together with the others, he must crown his respected brother as a sinner through the ages.It is really too hard for him to bear the responsibility of revitalizing the sect under such a situation of accusations.

But like a blocked river, the dam will always be washed away, and the suppressed emotions will always find an outlet. Today is the day when the levee will burst. He is not afraid of life and death, and only asks for an answer.

Cao Zirui looked at his master worriedly. In fact, he didn't have much experience of these grievances and grievances from a hundred years ago. Most of them were hearsay, and his master never told him.

Until today, he realized that there were so many things in his master's heart, and then he couldn't help worrying, worrying that Ying Long would kill his master because of offending ordinary people.

And his worries seemed to be about to become reality.

"Why..." Ji Chengyue asked again, his voice was not as intense as before, it was a bit hoarse after roaring loudly.

And as the last question fell, Feng Ye finally moved.

He raised his right arm and stretched out his clenched right fist towards Ji Chengyue.

Cao Zirui exclaimed, "Master!"

He wanted to prop up his body and go to rescue him, but just about an inch before he fell to the ground due to his severe internal injuries, he could only watch Ying Long's right fist raised in front of Ji Chengyue.

Then, his wrist turned and his five fingers spread out, revealing what he had been clutching in his palm.

Ji Chengyue froze suddenly.

The man looked up at all this, Feng Ye would not destroy Jianmu, because...

His explanation finally came belatedly: "He is too gentle..."

His tone was a little exclamation, but also a little sarcasm and joy, so complicated that even the master couldn't explain it clearly.

He didn't expect this scene at all, and he didn't need to see what Feng Ye was holding in his hand.He just turned his head away, his figure slowly dissipated, and turned into black mist to hide on Ling Yun again.

After Ling Yun glanced at it, he also turned around and left from the shadow.

The fragment of Jianmu was in the center of Feng Ye's slender fingers, intact.

Ji Chengyue's expression was dull, he didn't understand why, shouldn't Jianmu be destroyed by Ying Long?Why does it appear here so well?

But even if he didn't understand, he subconsciously reached out to take Jianmu from Feng Ye.

Then, he raised his eyes to look at each other.

God is still indifferent as usual, and he is not going to explain or argue about everything he has done.

He took one last look at Ji Chengyue, then turned into a black mist and left Fang Yang.

The black mist dissipated in mid-air, and the young man who had lost his divine power immediately had a tendency to fall from the air. Ji Chengyue quickly hugged Fang Yang.

Then, he had the time to look at his palm, and he felt a slight change in his palm.

There is a weak force coming from the palm, like...

Ji Chengyue spread his five fingers, and his eyes widened slightly.

In his hands, Jianmu, which was already lifeless, once again...

Germinated.

The author has something to say:

Volume [-]: Tree of Babel, finished.

I know that although jj's comments are only visible in the background, you must be yelling at me in your heart as a coo.

Cuckoo is also very difficult, the code word is too sleepy to fall asleep in the middle of the night, it is always updated, as for tonight's update... I will try my best to write, and I will not set the flag. If you are sleepy, don't wait, go to bed early.

After finishing talking about the Tree of Heaven, Jianmu has also been found, so what will I talk about in the next volume =. =

A little spoiler for you guys.

The second volume is called - The Endless Land

Let's look for wood in the upper scroll, and soil in the lower scroll.

The first volume is parallel in two lines, while the second volume is more about the grievances between Feng Ye and the villain in the past

In this chapter of Hao Chen, there is a sentence, do you really want to know the inner activities of Fat Yu, it is actually very simple, one word is enough to sum it up,

Hao Chen: "Fuck!"