Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan believed that even if his golden body was marked by the evil god, it would take at least ten thousand years for the evil god to really eat him.
But even though ten thousand years are long, it seems to give him enough time to fight against the evil god.
But he knew that even the hundreds of thousands of Beichen immortals raised in the Silver Sect could not withstand the attack of that fragile and one-sided ghost.
Moreover, none of the hundreds of immortals were proud of themselves, and they were all swallowed up by fear. Their Fuyuan bloodline was in turn marked by their natural enemy, the evil god.
It’s simply the greatest absurdity in the world!
Even if they are given another ten thousand years of time to spur them on, these losers will obviously be embarrassed and useless!
This means that these ten thousand years have become his life-saving talisman. Facing the arrival of the evil god, he can only do nothing and all methods are useless!
Even if he can find the manipulator behind the scenes and kill him, he can't destroy the evil god.
Those immortals began to twitch and roll their eyes like the mortals on the ground. Among them were even Buddhist immortals from the Immortal World of Xizhu. However, no matter how indifferent the Buddhist cultivators were, they were not careless stones after all.
Under the mental pollution of the evil god, their eyebrows and eyes were filled with the rolling dust of love, hatred and resentment.
As soon as this sentiment came out, it naturally became out of control.
Until a moment when the string collapsed suddenly came. Among the crowd, there was suddenly a young man who was holding his wife's body, which had not yet been removed from the cold. He raised his scarlet and bloodshot eyes. His eyes were filled with resentment, distress, regret, and even strong desire. Full.
He raised three fingers to make a vow, but those fingers were not pointing to the sky, but to the ground and to his heart.
"I, Zhou Quan, would like to swear an oath here! I hope..."
The sonorous and powerful voice containing regret and hatred had just resounded through Shifang City, and Xianzun Zhuzhan's face was full of murderous intent.
Finally, the True Ancestor Evil God bewitched the first believer among the crowd and began to make a wish to it...
The palm under the sleeve turned over the Immortal Killing Golden Seal, and the Immortal Lord's eyes showed a hidden look with divine compassion at the same time.
The monks in the city are hopeless, and the evil god's pollution power has completely invaded their spiritual world.
When one person makes a wish, millions of others will surely follow.
After all, he was too indecisive. If he killed everyone in the city from the beginning, the evil god would have nothing to eat, and the hidden danger would be eliminated...
Although it is too late now, we must not allow the evil god to continue to grow!
Fang Geyu could sense the murderous intention of Immortal Zhu Zhan. While she was frowning deeply, Jin Xian Zhu Zhan had already taken action...
But even though he is an immortal saint, it only takes a moment to kill a mortal.
But at this moment, it is beyond the speed of human thinking.
Although the words of the wish were not stated in the mouth, the speed of thoughts in the heart was unmatched by any speed in the world.
The words of my wish have been fulfilled in my heart.
Fang Geyu, who has been raising swords to suppress evil spirits for many years, can clearly feel that the mortal has truly made a wish.
The heavy rain suddenly stopped in the space around the young man who was holding his mother's body, and thousands of elephants were reflected in the round raindrops.
The moment the Immortal Killing Golden Seal fell, the soul atmosphere above the young man's head was forced out, and it seemed that it might collapse and dissolve the spirit at any time.
"Zhang swallows the world."
At this moment, a deep voice came through the wind and rain from all directions.
Between heaven and earth, a huge black wolf shadow loomed in the darkness.
The wolf shadow opened its huge mouth, as if it wanted to swallow the sky and the earth.
The Immortal Lord's golden seal fell to the ground, and the young man holding his mother's body was immediately swallowed up by the huge dark maw.
Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan's attack finally failed.
The torrential rain hit the open space again, causing thousands of leaves to fly.
Fang Geyu thought, his cold eyes brightened a little, and he suddenly raised his eyes to look at the figure slowly walking out of the gray wall alley in the city.
The rain hit the old dust, and a cool feeling of snow floated around his body. The train of his pale robe was blowing in the wind and rain, and there were cloud patterns surging between the sleeves of his clothes. Walking slowly behind him was half a dark giant. Wolf.
The reason why there is only half of it is because when the giant wolf came into the city with its roar at the moon, it used its own body to withstand the killing move of Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan. Half of its body was smashed, but no blood was seen.
Wisps of dark energy continued to gush out from the severed wound on its abdomen.
Underworld Wolf Wangyue opened his mouth and vomited out the young man and his mother.
The young man was wet all over, knowing that he had just walked away from the gate of hell. His face was frighteningly pale, and his body was shivering uncontrollably.
As soon as he raised his head, a cold and pale finger gently touched his forehead.
The young man's penis suddenly expanded, and his spiritual consciousness seemed to be frozen.
He stared blankly at the young man in the rain, looking a little at a loss.
Immediately, he heard the young man's leisurely and clean voice: "I received your wish."
I saw the palm of his left hand spread out, and a mark of the word "scape" glowing with a faint green light.
The faint green seal fire danced and burned among the two young men, reflecting his eyes extremely deeply. Through the faint green flame, the young man saw two people in black robes standing above his mother's body. , a heroic spirit holding a black and white sickle and an iron rope.
The other end of the chain in the heroic spirit's hand was tightly wrapped around his mother's body. With a gentle tug, the pale white soul was pulled out of his mother's body.
The young man's expression changed drastically, and his eyes suddenly became fierce. He was about to make a move, but was stopped by Bailian raising his hand.
He raised his palms, and the young man could clearly see that the two heroic spirits were bowing and saluting towards the young man, putting away the sickle, and the chains in his hands were loosened, and the souls that were trapped outside the body were also released. Released back into the body.
Bailian lowered his arms, and the brilliance of Jingyin disappeared.
The young man felt that his mother's cold body was gradually warming up, and it began to have the warmth of a living person in his arms.
The pale and waxy face slowly gained color and elasticity.
The young man's body suddenly shook, and he tremblingly stretched out his fingers to explore his mother's breath. He felt the warm breath, and the frightened look in his eyes gradually returned to calm.
"Thank you... thank you..." The young man was extremely grateful.
"You're welcome, I also received a corresponding reward from you." The wish bead in the small green jade gourd on Bailian's waist hit his arm, making a crisp sound.
After absorbing the young man's wish, the texture of the moonlight wine in the jade gourd seemed to create a swirling sea of stars, becoming thicker and dreamier.
Balian gently shook the wine bottle on his waist, smiled faintly, and said: "Major matters of life and death should be handled by Zhongyou. Even if you want to petition, remember not to invite the wrong person. If you can satisfy this Evil God is not the only one who wishes."
The ghost shadow that was deeply attached to the young man suddenly let out a terrible scream of pain. 'It' peeled off from the young man's body like a rotten fruit.
The desires that were crazily absorbed into the body a moment ago were broken because the evil god could not fulfill the young man's wish, and the desires that were absorbed into the body became extremely painful and poisonous things.
This makes it like a rotten fruit peeling off a young man and turning to ashes one after another.
I don't know if it was everyone's misunderstanding, but the rain falling from the sky seemed to have become smaller.
Bai Lian touched Wang Yue's huge wolf head soothingly and said, "You've worked hard, have a good rest."
The underworld wolf looked at the moon and whimpered twice, and the huge figure sank into the shadow under Bailian and disappeared.
"The son of a general."
Outside the alley, a dilapidated lantern was flickering in front of an old earthen house. When Bai Lian looked back, he saw the Immortal Zhu Zhan standing in the rain but still spotless.
Balian pulled his lips in disbelief: "Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan."
"I didn't expect that you would dare to come back." What he even thought more about was that he would come back on his own initiative in this way.
Ying Ji and Bailiyu Immortal Realm have no intention of touching them. Shifang City has now become a place of death. Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan can't think of any reason why he would choose to abandon the Dark Continent and return here.
Balian sensed the killing intent from Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan, and he frowned and said, "I thought that at this time, the biggest threat to you should be the True Ancestor Evil God?"
Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan stared at him with deep eyes, but did not speak.
Bai Lian brought a glazed umbrella, opened it, and the patter of raindrops hit the thin glazed umbrella, causing various ripples.
The umbrella surface is like a mirror, reflecting the myriad complex desires and emotions of the evil god.
Balian sneered softly and said: "Master Immortal Master has worked hard for hundreds of thousands of years, thinking that he has protected Beichen's lineage of immortals without leakage. Little does he know that doting on pleasure will bring bitter fruits, and hard work and simplicity will create talents. Beichen Fuyuan has such a heroic and majestic spirit. , what would he think if he knew that generations of his descendants were praised and killed by the adults?"
"It's not your turn to comment on what I'm doing."
"Do you think I'm idle?" Bailian raised his eyelids calmly and continued: "Master Xianzun sent many troops to pursue me to kill me. I came back to this city from thousands of miles away to do this. If Master Xianzun still wants to kill me for such a boring thing, he can do it now."
"If you, the Immortal Master, can't do it, please go back to the high platform, close your eyes and mind, and just watch it carefully. After all, you are also the master of the immortal world. The more you interfere with the world of mortals, the more the cause and effect of the six paths will be." The situation will become more and more chaotic, and until the True Ancestor Evil God can awaken, doesn’t the Immortal Lord realize that this is also directly and inseparably related to you?!”
The majestic Lord of the Immortal Realm, the Supreme Leader of the Six Paths, a great being who symbolizes the supreme majesty and the throne of the emperor. At this moment in this worldly alley, he is being educated mercilessly by Balian like a naughty boy scolding him. Ichiban.
Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan also had a different temperament. Regarding such rebellious remarks, his indifferent expression did not show any sign of being angry or offended. He just asked with a trace of curiosity and confusion:
"What did you do to the evil god?" He actually pretended to be patient and receptive to his teachings.
Bailian walked slowly out of the deep alley, and suddenly a strong wind blew by. The lantern's string finally broke under the load, the lights went out, and the city was filled with wind, rain and leaves.
But his hand holding the umbrella was still very steady and not messy.
He ignored Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan and passed him by as if ignoring him. Baili An walked in the ancient city and strolled to the place where the besieged Beichen immortals gathered.
Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan didn't know what he was going to do. He frowned and thought for a moment, but still followed him step by step.
He saw the energy of karma all over Bai Lian's body suddenly released without concealment.
The dark, evil-like mist surrounded him, rising and surrounding him. The monks who were possessed by the ghosts seemed to be extremely frightened, and they all moved out of the way.
The Beichen immortals who were huddled together and crying raised their eyes with tears in their eyes, and saw the young man under the umbrella saying softly to them:
"Want to be rescued?"
At this moment, the backs of Beichen Immortals were all covered with long and thin shadows. Unlike the mortal monks in the city, they could clearly see the existence of those long and thin ghosts.
Even the 'monster' aura condensed by the evil god's desire can accurately perceive how terrifying and evil those things are.
At this moment, they saw Bai Lian strolling towards him. None of the slender ghost figures that were besieging him from all sides dared to get close to him.
When the immortals saw this, it was as if they were seeing a savior. They couldn't care less about how Master Jiang Huan died tragically in his hands.
Balian looked at the Beichen immortals who were kneeling on the ground and squatting towards him. A faint and undisciplined smile appeared on his face. He slowly raised a palm and said:
"Then pray to me and make a wish, and I will bless you." The clear voice did not have any connotation in it.
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However, the Beichen immortals were convinced by his words. They looked at Balian as if they were looking at the holy statue enshrined in the temple. They clasped their hands together and made a prayer gesture.
Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan looked at this scene with complicated eyes.
The immortal who he would rather spend all his effort to cultivate, the supreme being of Beichen Immortal Emperor's bloodline, is now kneeling on the ground like a mortal, worshiping a corpse demon royal family like a believer, hoping to pray for protection.
The wish beads of the Full Moon Wine Flask shine intensely in the moonlight wine.
Bailian slapped the wine bottle on his waist, and the slender wine string flew out from the mouth of the gourd. He used his sword fingers to squeeze the wine.
The wine line circled around his body, and the clear moonlight wine absorbed the energy of karma. Then, as Balian pointed out, the wine liquid turned into thousands of water droplets and shot out.
And those slender ghosts clinging to the back and top of Beichen Immortal's head were all hit by the wine droplets with extremely precise precision. Under the wrap of karma, those slender ghosts all let out painful roars. The sound turned into smoke and disappeared.
The rain in the city has become lighter again.
The Beichen immortals finally took care of the evil ghost like a possessed spirit, and they all expressed their gratitude to Balian.
Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan could feel that the evil god's aura, which was as strong as a broken bamboo, could finally be controlled.
His expression softened slightly, and he seemed to have realized something for a moment, and said: "It turns out that there is another way to deal with the True Ancestor Evil God, which is to break its wish-making rules and fulfill the wish of the wisher in advance. In this way, If the rules of the game set by the evil god himself are broken, it will also be punished by order."
(s: I feel cold all over.)
