Bailiyu and the Fang family's father and son all noticed something strange in the city.
Their faces were extremely ugly. Bailiyu was the first to come out with a sword. He did not harm the mortal monks who were infected by the evil god's desire.
Instead, they came to the center of the city, that huge black shadow.
It was like a huge ovary attached to the ground. Invisible desires, pain, hate, anger and other strong emotions began to pour crazily into the huge black shadow like nutrients.
The black shadows did not spread, but gradually condensed into small groups and became three-dimensional. They split from the ground like climbing up from a black quagmire, and slowly stood up to form a series of black and thin ghost shadows.
It's just that these shadows have gone beyond the scope of nature and are not attached to the earth.
Instead, his shoulders were hunched lifelessly like a human being's, and the backs of his two slender arms were stuck to the ground.
They began to walk slowly and unconsciously.
The speed was not fast enough for Bailiyu to wipe out these strange shadows instantly with a sword.
But the light of his sword swept past sharply, but the shadows only rippled slightly, unable to cut through them at all.
This kind of thing that can be seen with the naked eye cannot be shaken at all, but it is like an illusory and untouchable shadow.
But Bailiyu has never seen anyone in the world whose shadow can break away from the main body and walk freely.
Bailiyu narrowed his eyes deeply. Everything in the world has its own way to conquer and return it.
Shadows are born of light, if they cover up the light of the sky...
As soon as this thought came to mind, Bailiyu realized that it was pouring rain at the moment, and thick black clouds covered the sky. Where could the stars shine?
So, the production of these shadows has fundamentally broken the common sense of this world.
In such a stunned moment, Baili Yu's back suddenly felt cold, and chills began to appear all over his body.
In just one moment, he felt a cold and mysterious thing crawling up his body like countless thin snakes.
Bailiyu suddenly looked back and found that a slender ghost had climbed onto his back at some point.
He didn't notice anything.
But even if his spiritual consciousness cannot detect such a breathless shadow creature, with his vigilance and perfect visual range, there is absolutely no way that a ghost figure can escape and appear behind him.
The shadow clung to him like a thin piece of paper soaked in ink, and two equally long and thin legs beneath him stood on the ground trying to sink.
Black ripples gradually appeared on the ground, but they still could not sink.
Bailiyu's head suddenly felt a sharp pain, he flipped his wrist and slashed behind him.
As expected, this sword still cut through the air, as if there was nothing behind him.
The severe pain in his head was still intense. He raised his sword, which was as cold as a mirror, and suddenly found that the slender ghost behind him was reaching up to his head with two thin, bamboo-tipped hands.
It seemed like two thin fingers were stuffed into the freshly made steamed bun noodles, and they penetrated a little bit.
The moment he probed in, Bailiyu had a splitting headache, and at the same time, it seemed as if countless mouths had sprouted on the tips of those two thin hands, and they began to suck the brain marrow in his head.
But Bailiyu knew that these ghosts were not bloodthirsty demons and monsters. They did not eat brains, but the desires and emotions in people's brains.
His eyes were suddenly as sharp as lightning, but his childish complexion was clear and clear.
Bailiyu guarded this heart, suppressed his anger, and a red and green sword python leaped up from the center of his eyebrows!
This leaping sword into fire turns into a python, it is the supreme secret of the Tianxi Sword Sect, the Supreme Dao Pure Sword Jue!
The power of the evil god is difficult to counterattack among all the secrets of the world. Even the Taishang Dao Qing Sword Jue is one of the ten thousand methods. It is difficult to injure it in such a head-on confrontation.
But the true meaning of Taishang Daoqing Sword Jue lies in the clearness of spirit, the wandering eyes and the mind, the vastness of the universe, and the bright sword of the universe!
The sword battle begins! The sword and heart are united, and all distracting thoughts are eliminated!
The slender ghost attached to Bailiyu's back could not penetrate even half an inch deeper into the spiritual platform where Bailiyu's sword power surged.
The Sword of Supreme Daoqing cannot kill the shadow, but similarly, the shadow does not like this kind of righteousness and purity.
It was like a tissue paper kite that was blown away again, and the shadow that was closely attached to Bailiyu floated away.
Bailiyu's tense muscles did not dare to relax for a moment. The red-green sword python was entrenched behind him, and thirteen blazing white sword fires stood around him. The shadows that began to spread in all directions no longer came close to him.
But it wasn't that he was afraid, but that he didn't like the sword intent emanating from his body.
Bailiyu's palm holding the sword was full of sweat. Looking ahead, the mortals and monks in the city who had begun to argue and quarreled were still trapped in their own violent and chaotic emotions.
They were still quarreling and scolding with the people around them, and some even started to draw swords to fight with each other.
He turned a blind eye to the strange phenomena happening in the city, and it was as if the dense and slender ghosts were completely invisible.
Under Baili Yu's trembling eyes, those shadows had begun to cling to the backs of people in the city, and his thin bamboo hands were inserted into the heads of those people. It seemed to be a hundred times easier than dealing with Baili Yu just now.
Under those people's strong emotional desires, it was like countless silk bridges forming an invisible connection between those ghostly hands and their minds.
They penetrated easily into their minds.
The curses and quarrels in the city still continued, but the fierce and indignant tones of the people gradually became calm and numb, as if they were possessed by something, and they continued to fight and fight in a mechanical and numb manner.
The 'things' in their brains seemed to be constantly being sucked away by those ghostly shadows. While they were arguing, their eyeballs turned up strangely. Tongren could hardly be seen in the eye sockets, which were all pale white.
Some monks fought over trivial matters and drew their swords. They rolled their eyes and twitched while arguing.
The picture is extremely weird and horrifying.
As more and more people in the city have shadows clinging to their backs, the dark shadow above the ground in the center of the city also spreads larger and larger.
Although the evil god is still nowhere to be seen in the city, it seems like... he is everywhere.
Bailiyu was shocked.
He has been fighting evil demons in the human world for thousands of years. When facing evil demons, his Tianxi Sword Sect still has hundreds of ways to defend against the enemy.
But today, facing the power of this evil god, I found that I had no magic power to suppress it.
The special ability of the evil god lies in its incorporeal, soul-eating spirit born in the illusion, not to mention that Bailiyu is helpless.
Even the Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan, who is the master of heaven and earth, has no good plan to deal with it.
He looked at the chaos in the city with dark eyes, and his gaze became extremely dangerous.
Suddenly, his expression changed, and he raised his majestic and cold face.
From the side of the sky, countless bright breaths slowly came.
His expression softened slightly, and the ten-fold golden body of the Immortal Lord suddenly returned. Nearly a hundred figures in white knelt down in front of him and said respectfully:
"Beichen Fuyuan's lineage came too late to protect the way. Please ask the Immortal Lord to punish you!"
All the immortals looked at each other in disbelief. It turned out that the Immortal Lord had dispersed his ten golden bodies just now in order to find the Beichen lineage that had disappeared into the human world.
All the immortals breathed a sigh of relief.
Beichen's Fuyuan lineage is born with the power of pure spirit and can purify all turbid things in the world.
It is the nemesis of this evil god.
Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan glanced at the crowd of white-clothed immortals kneeling under him, and said dullly:
"In order to preserve my younger brother Fu Yuan's lineage, I released you and other Immortal Ancestors to the world under the Baiyin Sect.
Although I have selfish motives, I also hope that you can use the unique and excellent environment to maximize the blood of my younger brother. "
"You have been cultivating in the world of Silver Gate for hundreds of thousands of years. Now that the Silver Gate is shattered into pieces, you will never return to the world in it.
Today, the evil god is raging and deceiving no one in our immortal world. You have the Fuyuan Immortal Vein and shoulder the heavy responsibility of resisting the evil god and saving the common people. I hope you can solve this city's danger today. "
Although Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan did have the selfish intention of preserving his father's bloodline when he arranged for Fuyuan's lineage to enter the Baiyin Gate.
But what he just said was not a lie.
If evil spirits like the True Ancestor Evil God are not eradicated, the danger of annihilation will always exist. He preserves Fu Yuan's lineage.
It is also for the sake of being foolproof so that its abilities can be maximized in a spiritually-rich otherworldly plane like the Silver Gate.
Fang Geyu is a mortal after all. In the heart of Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan, she is far inferior to her mother. Suppressing the True Ancestor Evil God must be accomplished through the method of inheritance from generation to generation through marriage and having children.
However, the bloodline of Shifang has been passed down through the generations, and it is inevitable that it will gradually become thinner, and there will always be changes.
And the Fuyuan bloodline he left behind in the Silver Sect became a powerful guarantee for the last line of defense.
Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan is the supreme ruler of heaven and earth. If he borrows the power of the Silver Gate and enters the gate with his holy body, he can gain a lot.
Although Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan has selfish motives, his selfishness is also based on the safety of the world and the common people.
How could this Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan have imagined that he had put all his effort and care like an old mother into placing them in the Silver Sect for so many years, just hoping that they would grow up effectively and work hard.
At the beginning, the immortals of Fuyuan's lineage also knew that they had a fateful responsibility, and they should practice well to repay the emperor's favor.
Who would have thought that as soon as they entered the Baiyin Gate, they would be gone forever.
Ten years or a hundred years would be okay, but with the endless flow of time without the pressure of longevity for thousands of years, the second generation of immortals who had been enjoying the lovable influence of their ancestors began to completely rot in such a superior and beautiful ideal land.
The path of spiritual practice is also three days of fishing and two days of drying nets.
Anyway, it is free and unsupervised, there is no threat from natural enemies, and there is no need to worry about the price of food.
In the silver gate, as long as you think about it, you will find beautiful buildings, exquisite delicacies, and carved beams and painted buildings.
So this group of Fuyuan immortals completely started the immortal life of being a salted fish.
So at this moment, facing the strange scene in the city that looked like something strange and strange, Fuyuan Immortals looked at me and I looked at you, as if they didn't know where to start.
Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan frowned and gradually realized that something seemed wrong.
His voice was deep, and he secretly released the throne: "What are you in trouble for?"
Not only was it embarrassing, they didn't want to show up in front of others at all. As soon as they were forced out of the Silver Gate, they encountered such a terrifying corpse demon, killing them and running away.
When did the human world become so terrifying? As soon as a corpse demon was killed, the True Ancestor Evil God began to realize it.
They knew that the beautiful life in the Silver Sect had been peaceful for hundreds of thousands of years. Once they were summoned, it would be these six realms that would cause great disaster.
as expected!
Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan was completely unaware that while he placed the immortals of Fu Yuan's lineage in Baiyinmen, he also prepared methods for them to practice hard and practice battles. He hoped that they could check each other's coveting pressure and diligently use their own treasures and secrets. It has been gathering dust for many years.
Against?
Kill the enemy?
Extremely unfamiliar words.
They are like flowers that have been cared for with kindness by their elders for a long time, white and soft.
It was really hard for people to adapt to being suddenly and suddenly thrown into a thunderous storm.
But these immortals also know who the immortal master they should be loyal to is, and they also understand who promised them these hundreds of thousands of years of stability.
Even though they were timid in their hearts, they did not dare to show it at all.
In front of all the immortal ministers, if it was embarrassing to be unable to even lift a weapon, wouldn't it be a disguised proof that Immortal Zhu Zhan's decision back then was stupid.
This group of descendants of the fairy clan had no choice but to take orders to join the war under great pressure.
While their pure white clothes were fluttering with big sleeves, it was raining heavily. However, this heavy rain could not make their clothes even wet.
The fairies in white summoned a Blue Moon Star Grass one after another. It was much longer than the Blue Moon Star Grass, half an arm long, and hung between their arms.
The branches and leaves are like snow and jade, crystal clear, and they look like beautiful jade leaves. The nine branches and thirty-six leaves are all white, and the flower core is as delicate as new snow, emitting light spots like misty fluorescent lights.
In their left hands, they held a silver pickaxe.
This is clearly the image of the immortal Beichen Fuyuan recorded in the ancient immortal records.
They flew into the city like elegant white doves, and the orchid grass waved gently like streamers.
Those shadows attached to people's descendants were struck by the orchid grass, and suddenly let out a shrill scream, and turned into a handful of burning ashes.
It is indeed true that all things in the world are interdependent.
Even Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan's magical powers were helpless against these slender ghosts, but when these immortals took action, they had miraculous effects.
How not to be delighted.
Sure enough, the immortals who saw this scene changed their heavy expressions and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
But they didn't notice that Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan's face gradually became very ugly.
With his discernment, he couldn't see how difficult it was for these immortals to deal with these slender ghosts.
However, these lanky ghosts born out of superficial desires are just toys casually fabricated by the evil god.
When fighting some minions, he actually used his natal immortal weapon directly, and he even showed off his strength.
What's more, some slow-responsive immortals could not even touch the ghosts, but the main body attached to the ghosts had a fierce look in their eyes, vomiting and roaring, and frightened him to the point of shaking his hands. He was so helpless that he could hardly hold the weapon steadily. .
It would take three people to work together to attack the slender ghost to death.
Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan’s eyes were heavy.
Not to mention that this is a descendant of his father and emperor who shares the same bloodline with him. Even if there is any hundred-man immortal army in the immortal world, when they enter the battle to kill the enemy, they will have a majestic momentum that is unparalleled by ten thousand men.
But these Beichen immortals had no formation rules to speak of, and with the strength of a hundred people, they only dealt less than half of the damage.
Who can tell that the youngest among them has at least ten thousand years of cultivation?
This scene of novices pecking each other really makes Master Xianzun's brain congested!
