The scorching cold plum blossoms are covered with a touch of black, as if black snow is falling.
A faint divine fire seemed to be burning inside the sharp golden vertical body of the True Ancestor Evil God, which contained extremely terrifying and violent meaning.
The white wrist holding the cold plum branch shook.
A few wisps of mysterious and strange fragrance spread out quietly.
The miserable mood dyed the fire in the fireplace into a kind of bleak desolation.
The burning crimson meaning bloomed from the flower core again, trying to drive away the invading black meaning.
Suddenly, Balian, who was standing opposite, smiled softly.
The laughter was weak, but it seemed to be surrounded by a dream-like aura.
The cold breath fell on the cold plums on their fingertips.
The invisible karma fell like black mist, dyeing the red and blooming cold plum into a deep black with irresistible force.
It's like the boundless night is hidden in that plum blossom.
The hand under the black-stained plum branch seemed to have been stung by a poisonous thorn. The Qi around the True Ancestor Evil God suddenly became violently disordered, and the plum blossoms between his fingers withered and fell.
The True Ancestor Evil God's eyes were filled with vigilance, and he was about to let go and leave invisibly, trying to put a safe distance away from Balian.
The faint smile on Balian's lips did not disappear. He turned his wrist and clasped the wrist of the True Ancestor Evil God with his backhand.
He slowly raised his eyes, and amid the unsightly black mist of karma, a slight sound of swords crackling suddenly sounded from his neck.
The eyes of the True Ancestor Evil God contracted more and more violently without words, and the piece of wrist held by Balian's hand quickly spread out dark and dense small fonts.
A sharp cold wind suddenly blew around the room, blowing his clothes and belt.
The accumulated karma in Balian's body seemed to suddenly find an outlet with the sound of the sword, and he suddenly became wanton.
The extremely evil spirit was so intense that it even materialized out of control.
His black hair and beard were dancing, and the black energy lingering in his hair was like silk, flying everywhere. The black energy couldn't help tearing his hair and clothes, and the mottled karma curse marks were scattered like black snow.
The True Ancestor Evil God, who had just been able to see through people's souls with a single glance, was now having trouble breaking free from Balian's wrist.
The aura of desire and delusion that permeated the room was constantly infected by the black aura of karma.
Fang Geyu's eyes widened, shocked and unbelievable at the sudden release of karma from Bai Lian's body.
There was a faint ugly look on the cold and evil face of the True Ancestor Evil God.
"Karma? I didn't expect that you are only a mere two hundred years old, but you have such deep karma in your body?!"
The vision of heaven and earth suddenly disappeared under the feet of the True Ancestor Evil God.
Above the head, the body is gradually spiritualizing, trying to float away towards the big world outside the window.
"Want to escape?"
The smile on Bailian's lips became even thicker, and the dark karmic energy around him was like a living cocoon, completely wrapping the True Ancestor Evil God's energy in it.
The True Ancestor Evil God no longer had the arrogant and calm attitude he had just now, looking at him with a cold and ugly face.
In the indifferent tone, there was a bit of panic that was extremely rare.
"Boy, don't seek death. Karma is not a weapon against the enemy. You can cut off the chain of karma with the Pure Sword of the Supreme Dao.
Even though it is just a small cut, it is enough to overload your body. If you can suppress me for a while, can you still suppress me for the rest of my life? "
Fang Geyu's expression was extremely ugly, and he said in a cold voice: "Stop your stupid behavior quickly! The True Ancestor Evil God was born out of lust, and you have laid a foundation for it by making a wish to it.
She will only continue to feed on the world's desires and thrive, and you are just hurting yourself. "
Balian squeezed the wrist of the True Ancestor Evil God tightly, looking at its golden eyes that gradually began to melt away with a smile on his face.
His tone was indescribable: "Don't worry, it can't absorb the lust in this room to grow. For the True Ancestor Evil God, this sweet cake-like lust is indeed a rare delicacy.
But karma does not belong to the six desires. Desires contaminated by karma are like pastries that have begun to go moldy. Although the majestic True Ancestor Evil God is not afraid of the erosion of this karma.
But every bit of lust and delusion here has lost its nutritional value, and she...it's useless to eat it. "
He just ran out of food.
But that alone is enough to make people angry.
More importantly, without the support of the Desire Body, the True Ancestor Evil God can only hide in the Shifang Sword. The Shifang Sword is both a seal and its protective shell.
Wherever there are people, there will be delusion.
What's more, wherever there are traces of living beings, there are desires and delusions in every corner of this world.
If the True Ancestor Evil God leaves the Shifang Sword and appears in the human world, he can immediately absorb the desires and grow up quickly, and be born in the corner of everyone's heart through the formless and thoughtless way of soul transfer.
It is everywhere and spreads wantonly.
But at this moment, it encountered the most embarrassing predicament in its history.
Bai Lian made a prompt decision and broke a hole in his body at the first moment.
The entangled energy of karma poured out together with the energy of the black bones of the Immortal. Any trace of desire or delusion left or revealed in this room has been corrupted and is useless.
The path of truth that the True Ancestor Evil God can move has been completely cut off, and it cannot return to the Shifang Sword to seek refuge.
There is no way to escape from this room and inhale new pure desires.
Could it be that he could only be consumed by Balian bit by bit.
The spirit form of the True Ancestor Evil God was forced back into its physical body little by little, and the golden boy's hole was trembling violently.
Balian looked at the True Ancestor Evil God, whose body was getting softer and weaker and could only be dragged by his palms on the ground.
He had a smile on his lips and cold eyes: "Now, Master Jiyuan, if you want to get rid of the predicament, the only thing you can draw from is your own lust."
"It's just that, from what Fang Geyu just described, it seems that Sir Jiyuan has eaten all the delusions in the world, but only treats his own desires as bitter poison, which is really hard to swallow."
Fang Geyu looked at the True Ancestor Evil God, whose body was slumping down little by little. The scene in front of him was too unbelievable.
"First Evolution"
I can't believe that the great disaster that took my mother a whole thousand years is showing signs of being gradually suppressed by Balian.
This is so nonsense!
The True Ancestor Evil God's complexion had an illusory and transparent pale color. He raised his eyes coldly, and his golden eyes were somewhat difficult to focus and reunite.
"I have to admire your decisiveness. In such a short period of time, you were able to be so decisive and completely disregard yourself, breaking the blockade of karma.
The karma that flows out of your body now will turn into a disaster that engulfs you in the future, even though it seems like a desperate move.
But I don't deny that you have indeed succeeded in making me unable to absorb the lust here. "
The True Ancestor Evil God actually surrendered?
Bailian didn't think so.
He glanced at it lowly and said, neither salty nor indifferent: "Master Jiyuan, if you have something to say, you might as well say it directly."
The True Ancestor Evil God sneered confidently: "Son of the Corpse Demon, your calculation is indeed perfect, but you have forgotten that you are the one who made my wish.
In compliance with your wish, I have appeared and come here. The power of your wish has been fully returned to me at the moment before the karma has erupted.
It's only a matter of time before I can refine this power of wish, and the biggest problem you face at the moment is that you can't kill me. Therefore, you are the ones who are really facing a desperate situation! "
Before Fang Geyu's little eyebrows furrowed in worry, she heard Bai Lian also sneer.
For some reason, looking at his side face with a sneer, the uneasy feeling that the True Ancestor Evil God had summoned by making a wish gradually calmed down.
"Now that things have come to this, why do you, Lord Jiyuan, continue to put on airs? Your posture now really confirms my suspicions."
True Ancestor Evil God's face turned cold, "You are so naive!"
Balian raised his arm and lifted it up from the ground. The body under his palm was so limp that he couldn't even feel the existence of bones.
He said unhurriedly: "The creatures in the world that exist in compliance with the absolute truth have an ability to survive that defies nature and is contrary to common sense.
But I always believe that all things are interdependent, and even the immortal Mohe Shuci has weaknesses.
An ethereal thing like you, which is everywhere, invisible and has no thoughts, seems to be traceless, but it also has weaknesses that can shake your foundation. "
The True Ancestor Evil God laughed out loud, as if he found Balian's words very ridiculous, "You are the most perfect God of Truth in the world, and you say that you have a weakness that shakes the foundation? It's simply a fantasy."
Bailian ignored its bluff and said calmly: "Weaknesses are often hidden in the strongest and toughest side.
Since you manifest the world with the power of wishing, and this power of wishing is the source of your strength, your weakness is also based on this 'wishing'. "
The True Ancestor Evil God's brows twitched uncontrollably, and his eyes became sharper and sharper: "You! Are you trying to be smart?!"
Bailian Dan smiled and said: "I admit that I was gambling at the beginning, but since you can be so angry, it naturally proves that my bet was right, right?
'Make a wish', I think you are enjoying the strong power of human desires, but it also comes with certain strong risks.
I believe that not everyone's 'wishes' can be called sincere prayers, so I did a little experiment. "
Snow drifted in through the window, the wind blew through the curtains, and fell on his hair. Balian's face was swallowed up by black karma like a thick fog, but he was not frightened and looked at each other calmly:
"This experiment seems to have good results, but when I made a wish just now, the wish I made was not the wish I really wanted to realize.
In fact, my desire to summon you is not very strong, so that desire is just something I played with casually against my original intention. "
Balian finalized his words: "This... is the second type, false wishes."
Looking at the True Ancestor Evil God whose face became increasingly transparent and illusory, Balian watched as his palms touched her.
The skin was like an iron rod that was about to be broken by a red-hot iron. It became thinner and thinner, as if it was about to melt under the palm of the hand.
The True Ancestor Evil God's eyes were getting colder and sterner, but the huge oppressive feeling on his body, like the coming of darkness, was becoming more and more indifferent.
It was as if the layer of clothing that brought fear and death to people had been peeled off, gradually revealing the original fragile flesh inside, so clearly reflected in front of the eyes.
Fang Geyu was a person who understood everything at once. After a moment of surprise, he came to an extremely correct conclusion with great accuracy.
"So, the weakness of the True Ancestor Evil God is that although it can control the desires of all people in the world, it is still difficult to see through the true and false desires of those people."
When Bai Lian heard Fang Geyu speak, he smiled sideways at her with a warm smile:
"But when no one knows, those who dare to make a wish to the True Ancestor Evil God only have three chances. It is so precious, how can they dare to make a wish randomly?"
Fang Geyu turned her face away, and the small red dot on the tip of her ear was delicate and delicate. She coughed lightly:
"Fool, you only have three chances to make a wish. Regardless of whether it is true or false, your wish power will be absorbed by the True Ancestor Evil God.
For such a precious opportunity, you made the most false 'wishes'. "
Balian smiled and said: "Wish power is the poison of puffer fish in the world. If used well, it can be a rare and precious delicacy.
If used incorrectly, it will be a poisonous knife that kills the neck! "
He lowered his head and looked at the True Ancestor Evil God, "You can't tell whether the power of your wish is true or false. Just now you showed up to fulfill your wish, which is tantamount to taking something extremely poisonous to you.
So, Lord Jiyuan, until now, do you still think... that you are the God of Truth who cannot be killed? "
Balian pulled hard under his palm, lowered his body, and spoke softly, but pointed directly to his soul:
"How can this be done~ The majestic True Ancestor Evil God, in just one round of face-to-face contact, you have exposed your fatal weakness to me, but it is unseemly."
"There is no need to be complacent about small gains and losses." The True Ancestor Evil God's pair of golden boys were in the deep desert, like a cold pool, brewing with a sense of awe:
"Do you really think I can be killed so easily?"
Balian smiled and said: "I still have this bit of self-knowledge. A small karma collapses out of control. The price of this is naturally not enough to make Master Jiyuan disappear, but now, it seems that you don't have many choices."
He breathed softly into her ear, but one of his palms was already rubbing her belly, sinking slightly, and his voice was clear but sounded dangerous:
"It's an honor to meet you for the first time. I'm very much looking forward to the next meeting with Lord Sahiyuan."
The True Ancestor Evil God's eyes became completely cold. He turned his cheek away and avoided his soft lips, his eyes were cold:
"Next time, you won't be so lucky."
After saying that, it lowered its head and opened its mouth, biting his arm hard, but what he bit off was not flesh and blood.
The wound exudes a dark and vast texture like a galaxy.
That was the lust and delusion of the True Ancestor Evil God. It swallowed its own lust and delusion, and instantly began to experience backlash.
The facial features receded into a faceless form, and the body turned into a handful of green smoke and disappeared into the Shifang Sword.
In the end, it still gnawed at itself. Although there was a strong backlash, it was not enough to kill him. It could even fill its stomach and hide in the sword.
Bailian lowered his arm, raised his thumb and stabbed his neck hard!
The blood energy surged crazily, and the corpse bead in the heart trembled and trembled. The blood energy expanded and contracted, as if there was an invisible giant mouth, swallowing back all the karma that had spilled around.
Using such forceful means to forcibly recover out-of-control karma will naturally place an extremely serious burden on the body.
But at this moment, Bailian felt extremely relaxed and happy.
He turned to look at Fang Geyu, who had a complicated expression, and chuckled: "Look, I said I won't cause you any trouble, right?"
