The Old Gods Are Whispering

A dreamlike grocery store in the mist.

A waterfall-like torrential rain fell from the edge of the black umbrella, and the man in the suit and leather shoes showed smiling eyes. In an instant, countless lightning flashed across the sky, and the sound of rolling thunder echoed out of the sky.

No, that doesn't appear to be lightning.

Instead, there are countless pathetic and terrifying fissures, criss-crossing and splitting the void.

Even the coercion belonging to the saint is collapsing!

The black sea set off a huge wave, and the huge old face that was purely condensed by sea water collapsed inch by inch, and the waves gushed out.

In the world between the sea and the sky, there are resounding sighs of unwillingness.

"Jing Ci..."

The sigh was gradually drowned out by the sound of the tide.

When Bai Simu saw this man, surprise appeared in her beautiful eyes for the first time, and the hand holding the iron sword tightened silently.

Tang Ling noticed the change in senior sister's mood, and her eyes became suspicious.

This man didn't know who was holy, but he was able to suppress a saint of the court on the spot.

An extremely dangerous aura could be vaguely smelled from him.

Jing Ci held an umbrella, facing the direction of the sea, and smiled slightly: "I'm so sorry, Senior Li Qingsong. You know, the teacher has never liked you very much, so since he is here, you have to go."

The sea tide was surging, the monstrous huge waves rose into the sky, and the sound of the tide was like thunder.

It seemed that he wanted to condense that face again, but it collapsed again and again under the flashing electric light all over the sky.

"Forget it, senior, you are going to die of old age."

Jing Ci remained motionless in the face of such a huge momentum, but smiled silently: "This time I mainly want to tell you that I have nothing to do with the affairs of the association. However, your rules and regulations against unclean people, Makes me feel bad. And what the teacher is saying is... you guys need to reflect on this."

He paused: "After all, you don't even show evidence, so it's hard to be convincing."

"Although natural disasters are not allowed to interfere with the internal affairs of the Aether Association, the teacher left the Aether Association a hundred years ago... and I was not one of you from the beginning to the end."

At this moment, the investigators from the Ethereum Association were shocked and speechless.

Because this person who didn't know where he came from actually dared to challenge or even compete with Lord Saint.

That is one of the nine saints of the ether association, a strong man at the sanctuary level!

Moreover, Lord Saint seems to be suppressed.

Of course, this may be because the saint did not come in his real body.

Many unidentified people were furious. Someone set up an anti-equipment sniper rifle and pointed it at him from a distance. Some had already drawn their giant bows, and the arrows trembled crazily, as if they were roaring. Some people even supported the aura, and the frenzied energy shook the rain curtain, and murderous intent filled the darkness.

Wang Bolin was the leader of this operation team, and he was the first to stand up, with vigor like an invisible flame.

As the head of the Yan family, Yan Wu also wanted to make a move, and the realm shrouded in all directions was shaking.

This is a rare opportunity to perform in front of Lord Saint.

What's more, Minister Lu, a sixth-level celestial master, was also present.

Under the seabed is Mr. Chen, the sanctuary level.

Nothing will happen.

When Deacon Nie saw them picking up weapons, his face suddenly changed drastically, and he hurriedly wanted to stop, but it was too late.

"Who dares to disrespect Lord Saint!"

Wang Bolin's eyes were gloomy and cold, and he strode forward with three captains, and ordered: "The Ether Association does not need your so-called evidence to do things! Come, let me take him down!"

Seeing this, Deacon Nie thought it was broken!

Yan Wu saw his expression, but forcibly restrained his urge to follow.

Only Wang Bolin was fearless, and he was even ready to make a move.

For a moment, Jing Ci looked back at this person with a meaningful look in his eyes.

Suddenly, there was a shrill piercing sound, like the scream of a ghost.

With a bang, Wang Bolin felt his eyes go dark, and the huge coercion pushed him against the front hood of the car.

"Actually, due to some reasons, I can't violate my own moral bottom line, such as bullying the old, weak, sick and disabled. But senior Li Qingsong is obviously not a good person, so I don't count as bullying the elderly."

Jing Ci held the umbrella, and pressed his right hand against his chest, suppressing the mad king of the fourth rank, unable to move: "As for you...the one who planned to slaughter Mu Feng and the others, I guess you are actually one of them."

"As for proof, I have none."

His eyes seemed to be ridiculed: "After all, you just said that the Ether Association does not need evidence to do things."

The next moment, his right hand exerted a slight force.

Wang Bolin straightened his back in pain, and let out an extremely shrill, silent roar.

Because Jing Ci's right hand had already torn his chest, groping for something inside.

"Then, I don't need to pay attention to any evidence."

Jing Ji pulled out his hand abruptly, holding a bloody, still beating heart in his palm!

As for Wang Bolin, the frightened expression froze on his face, and his death was miserable.

A fourth-order mad king of the ancient martial arts path was killed so easily.

Unexpectedly, Minister Lu did not move at all, and even Lord Saint had no intention of making a move.

In other words, unable to make a move.

"So, who's next?"

Jing Ci turned the umbrella slightly, looked around at the people around, holding the scarlet beating heart in his hand.

It's like showing it to everyone.

Everyone who saw that heart felt a pain in their heart.

He dared to point a weapon at him and didn't run away on the spot, so he was already very qualified.

Gulp.

The aura released by Yan Wu suddenly collapsed, and great panic flashed in his eyes, and he was suddenly very grateful for his choice!

But Deacon Nie sighed, and turned to look at the girl in the cabin: "Minister Lu, why don't you stop me?"

Lu Zijin curled his lips and rolled his eyes: "Stop? What do you use to stop? Wang Bolin himself is stupid, so I have to take the risk of offending that person? Let alone him, even Lord Li Qingsong came in person Even if Vice President Rhine is standing here, he won't offend that one because of a fool."

Wang Bolin is indeed an A-level investigator of the Aether Association, and has made great contributions to the human world.

According to common sense, if someone killed him, he would be held accountable in most cases.

The Aether Association will make you pay the price and not let your subordinates feel cold.

But there are a few cases that are exceptions.

For example, this man with a black umbrella and a suit and leather shoes.

In an instant, countless stern lightning flashed.

The turbulent tide on the sea collapsed suddenly, and the sea was calm and silent.

The aura belonging to the sage gradually disappeared in the darkness.

Only the echo of a huge sigh remained.

There was a snap.

A scarlet beating heart fell into the rain, like garbage.

The black umbrella was automatically suspended in mid-air. Jing Ci took out a snow-white handkerchief from his pocket, wiped the blood on his hand with the rainwater falling from the umbrella, and said lightly: "Is there anyone else who wants to continue?"

No one spoke.

Anyone who looked at the heart would have their pupils tremble violently, as if the person whose heart had been ripped out was themselves.

"Then next, I want to emphasize two things."

Jing Ci said indifferently: "First, regarding how Gu Jianlin jumped over the steps and killed those idiots, I hope this matter ends here... The reason is very simple, because he is someone the teacher values."

Everyone fell into silence.

Especially Deacon Nie, his pupils twitched violently.

He smiled slightly: "Secondly, Mu Feng and his two daughters, and all their companions, need to be treated fairly. From now on, they will be removed from the Association's wanted list. They have shed blood for human society, followed Heroes who have fought head-on with the ancient gods should not be reduced to so-called wanted criminals."

"No matter what Mu Feng and the others have done, please present solid evidence to prove that they killed their companions, but before that...you understand."

In the cabin, Minister Lu didn't speak, but just watched all this with a smile.

Deacon Nie was silent for a long time, then said in a low voice, "Understood."

"at last."

Jing Ci turned around, threw off the bloody handkerchief, and looked at the boy in the ruins.

Gu Jianlin was drenched in the rain silently, and looked at him silently.

"Why are you so nervous?"

Jing Ci held the umbrella, put his other hand in his pocket, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, it's just a few bugs that died, Mu Feng and the others will be fine, and your family will not be targeted. Later , after Chen Bojun seals the thing in the Immortal Palace, he will go to ask the teacher to say hello, and he will probably come to arrange this matter."

Gu Jianlin was slightly taken aback.

"This time, I did a good job."

Jing Ci walked up to him, smiled and helped him hold the umbrella: "Teacher, he is very satisfied. The only fly in the ointment is that the way you fight is a bit too rough. You made yourself so embarrassed, not very elegant."

"When you swat a fly, you don't want its bodily fluids to splash on you, right?"

His eyes were very gentle, and he didn't see the cruelty and viciousness just now: "Go back and take a good bath and clean yourself up. When we meet again next time, the teacher will teach you how to kill a god. "

After the words fell, he walked through the rainstorm like a ghost, his noble and elegant back flickering at high frequency, looming.

Gu Jianlin turned around and looked at him. Although he already had the answer in his heart, he still asked, "Who is your teacher?"

The grocery store in the depths of the fog opened its doors again, and the lights flickered in the fog.

Jing Ci's back kept rising, standing like a giant in the wind and rain, overlooking the earth.

This is an extraordinary image like a blood bathing god and demon, covered with stern and ferocious bloodstains, pierced by countless sharp blades, as if trampling on a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, the bloody smell is extremely strong.

Gu Jianlin had never profiled such a huge and extraordinary image, and he was shocked and speechless for a while.

In the wind and rain, Jing Ci's voice echoed in the silence.

"—The King of Green, Huaiyin (yin)."

It's gone, it's 10,000 more yesterday, and it's almost 20,000 today, it's really not good.