"Strength?"

Su Changan muttered to himself. His mind was a little delirious from being pulled by the terrible suction of the hundred ghosts.

"Yes, power! can destroy everything, and it can create all power. ”

The voice was irresistibly bewitching.

"Who are you?" The last trace of clarity in Su Chang'an's mind made him ask such a question.

"Don't you know?" the voice asked.

At that moment, Su Changan shuddered suddenly, his pupils that had already begun to dilate suddenly converged, and a look called fear instantly came up.

"Are you the true God?" he asked inwardly, and before the voice could reply, his head began to shake incessantly.

"No! don't!" he said like a dream.

The hundred ghosts obviously didn't know that a series of changes were happening in Su Chang'an's body, he just thought that Su Changan had been frightened by him.

A cruel smile appeared on his lips, and the blood in his eyes began to shake with excitement because of some almost distorted hobby.

"Mortal, you should be honored to give your life for the last true God in this world!" he said, and the terrible pull of the attraction became even greater.

Su Changan's consciousness, which had just cleared up, became blurred again.

"Why not?" The voice sounded in Su Changan's head again.

"Look at it!"

"Your friend!" Su Changan's head didn't turn, but Mu Guiyun's restrained and struggling look came into his mind so clearly.

"People who like you!" the teary-eyed Gu Xianjun echoed in his mind.

"Someone you like!" Lying in the ruins, Qingluan, who did not know life and death, suddenly appeared.

"And them!" appeared the remains of soldiers and civilians who had been devoured in flesh and blood, and only a pile of skins.

"Them!" appeared the people of Chang'an, who were prostrate on the ground with frightened faces.

This scene changed back and forth in Su Changan's mind. His head grew more and more chaotic, but his eyes gradually lit up with fire.

"Because you don't have power, they're bullied, hurt, and even killed!"

"Because of me?" Su Changan murmured.

"Yes, because of you. ”

"Don't you want to avenge them!"

The voice of that voice suddenly became high-pitched, and it exploded in Su Changan's mind like thunder.

It was like some kind of torture that hit Su Changan's heart.

"Don't you want to avenge them!"

"Don't you want to avenge them!"

"Don't you want to avenge them!"

The voice sounded over and over again, and Su Changan's heart trembled and trembled at that moment.

And the fire in his eyes burned brighter and brighter.

Finally. He said.

"I want to!"

The voice was so weak.

Weak enough to be heard.

But it was very strange to enter the ears of everyone in Chang'an City.

It is like the signing of some noble contract, the completion of some sacred ritual. It needs to be witnessed by all living beings in heaven and earth.

Then, the fire in his eyes finally filled his sockets.

His left eye was as black as the long night, and his right eye was as bright as day.

The creatures who bowed down to the hundred ghosts in heaven and earth withdrew their respect at this moment, and issued a more noble and more heartfelt surrender to Su Changan.

The momentum on his body also suddenly became majestic at that moment, and the heavens and the earth seemed to sing an ode at this time. It was as if they were welcoming their king.

The frenzy and excitement on Hyakki's face finally faded at this moment, and horror and surprise crept up his brows.

"Why? Why does the divine blood awaken twice in such a short period of time!?" his voice distorted from the horror in his heart, as sharp as a jumping duck.

But his terror did not last long, for a hand suddenly stretched out.

It was a hand as small as his massive body.

There are no hideous barbs, and no grotesque scales.

But the invincible hundred ghosts just now were pinched by the neck like a chicken under this arm and held high.

Then, Su Changan's weird pupils, one black and one white, shone brightly.

There was no trace of emotion in those once clear eyes, and he looked at the hundred ghosts indifferently, like a king looking at his courtiers.

Hyakki's ugly face was distorted with great fear.

"Ni" Su Chang'an's mouth suddenly spit out a low syllable, and there seemed to be some undercurrent in the blood-covered world that began to surge. A gust of wind blew, and his coiled hair became unkempt in the wind, and was raised high in the back indiscriminately.

"G" is another syllable being spit out.

The horror in the eyes of the hundred ghosts gradually turned into despair.

One after another invisible but real shackles poured in, and although the body of the hundred ghosts was still lifted, his soul had been tortured with a heavy shackle and knelt in front of Su Chang'an, who was like a king.

"Pull"

As soon as this sound came out, the head of the hundred ghosts lowered involuntarily, and a huge side knife appeared out of thin air, shining with a translucent light.

Hyakki knew that as soon as this last syllable was spit out, the side knife would cut off.

His divinity is annihilated, and his soul is dissipated.

Since then, there has been no trace of his existence in heaven and earth, just like Amaterasu, who was once beheaded in Youyun Mountain.

But his eyes became resentful at this moment. With the last of his strength, he glanced at the young man possessed by the blood of the gods.

When the edict was written, it was certainly the time of his death. But in the same way, the boy's body would be completely occupied by this true god whose name he did not know.

Thinking of this, a burst of happiness appeared in his twisted heart.

Su Changan's lips were finally opened again at this moment, and he saw that the last syllable of this ancient language was about to be spit out by him.

But a sky-high sword roar suddenly sounded.

The voice was like a flood of bells. Accompanied by a hundred birds and a phoenix, the dragon roars and the sun sounds to itself.

Su Changan's words were swallowed back alive.

Click!

Click!

Click!

It was the sound of riding boots crashing against the bluestone pavement of Tenran-in.

And a rickety figure also slowly walked from the night in the distance with this voice, step by step.

Su Changan's mouth opened again, wanting to spit out this last syllable.

But a white light flashed in front of him, and the figure in the distance suddenly appeared behind him.

Then an extremely old hand gently patted Su Changan's shoulder.

"No!" a roar rang out violently.

"You can't seal me forever!" followed by another roar from all directions.

But the owner of the hand smiled, and he whispered, "But if I live, you will not see the day." ”

As soon as these words came out, the strange colors in Su Changan's pupils dissipated at this time, and his body shook for a while and he was about to fall, and at the same time, all kinds of visions between heaven and earth also receded like a tide at this time.

The owner of that hand firmly caught Su Changan's fainted body, and then gently laid it flat on the ground.

The hundred ghosts on the side finally got rid of the shackles of that edict, and he regained control of his body.

But he didn't get any easier because of this.

"Who are you?" he asked in a low voice, looking cautiously at the old man who suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Yuheng. The owner of the voice replied.

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