Chapter 1011 The First Confrontation
The burning cold plum blossoms were covered with a touch of black, like falling black snow.
In the sharp golden vertical pupils of the True Ancestor Evil God, a faint divine fire seemed to be burning, which contained an extremely terrifying and violent meaning.
The white wrist holding the cold plum branch shook.
A few wisps of mysterious and strange fragrance spread quietly.
The miserable mood dyed the fire in the fireplace into a kind of bleak desolation.
The burning crimson meaning bloomed from the stamens again, trying to drive away the invading black meaning.
Suddenly, Balian standing opposite smiled softly.
The laughter was weak, but it seemed to have a nightmare-like aura lingering around it.
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 branch of plum blossom.
The hand under the black-dyed 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 deeply wary, and he was about to let go and disappear, trying to put a safe distance away from Balian.
The faint smile on Bailian'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 pupils of the True Ancestor Evil God silently shrank more and more violently, and the piece of wrist held by Balian's hand quickly spread out dark and dense small fonts.
The cold wind suddenly rose up, blowing randomly in the room, causing his clothes and belt to fly.
The accumulated karma in Bailian's body seemed to suddenly find an outlet with the sound of the sword, and he suddenly became wanton.
The extremely evil spirit is so strong that it can even materialize 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 was able to see through people's souls just now, was now having difficulty 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 sinister 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 a karmic energy that has spread across the world?!"
The vision of heaven and earth suddenly disappeared at 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 energy of the True Ancestor Evil God 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 still a powerful weapon. It's enough to overload your body, and you can suppress me How can you suppress me for the rest of your life?”
Fang Geyu’s face turned extremely ugly, and he said in a cold voice: “Stop your stupid behavior! The True Ancestor Evil God was born out of lust. It makes a wish and builds its foundation
She will only continue to feed on the world's desires and thrive, and you are just hurting yourself. "
Bailian squeezed the wrist of the True Ancestor Evil God tightly, looking at its golden eyes that gradually began to melt and scatter with a smile on his face.
The tone was indescribable. He was sure: "Don't worry, it can't feed on the lust in this room to grow. For the True Ancestor Evil God, this sweet and pastry-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 is useless to eat. ”
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 desires.
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 will be able to absorb desires and grow quickly, and be born in the corner of everyone's heart through the formless and thoughtless way of soul transfer.
It is everywhere and spreading wantonly.
But at this moment, it encountered the most embarrassing predicament in its history.
Bailian made a prompt decision and broke a hole in his body at the first moment.
The energy of karma wrapped around the body is poured out together with the energy of the black bones of the immortal. Every bit of desire 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 absorb new pure desires.
Is it possible that he can 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 its golden pupils were trembling violently.
Bailian looked at the True Ancestor Evil God whose body was getting softer and weaker and could only be dragged under his palms on the ground.
He had a smile on his lips and cold eyes: "Now, Lord 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 now on we can What Ge Yu described seems to be Lord Jiyuan, you have eaten up all the delusions in the world, but you regard your own desires as bitter and poisonous, which is really hard to swallow."
Fang Geyu looked at the True Ancestor Evil God, whose body was weakening little by little. The scene was really unbelievable.
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 pupils were somewhat difficult to focus and reunite. "I have to admire your decisiveness. In such a short period of time, you can be so decisive, completely disregarding yourself, and break the blockade of karma.
Now it passes from your body. karma The obstacle will turn into a disaster that will swallow you up in the future. Although it seems like a desperate move, I don’t deny that you have indeed succeeded in making it impossible for me to absorb the desire here.”
The True Ancestor Evil God actually surrendered?
Bailian didn't think so.
He glanced at it lowly and said, neither salty nor indifferently: "Master Jiyuan, if you have something to say, you might as well say it directly."
The True Ancestor Evil God sneered confidently and said: "The Corpse Demon My son, your plan is indeed perfect, but you forgot that you are the one who made my wish.
I will show up to fulfill your wish. Now, when you come here, the power of your wish has been completely returned to me at the moment before the karma has erupted.
It is only a matter of time before I refine this power of wish, and you are facing it now. The biggest problem is that you can’t kill me, so you are the ones who are really facing a desperate situation.”
Before Fang Geyu's little eyebrows furrowed in concern, she heard Bailian sneer as well.
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, Master Jiyuan, continue to put on airs? Your posture now really confirms my suspicions."
The True Ancestor Evil God's face turned cold, " You are so naive!"
Bailian raised his arm and lifted it up from the ground. The body under his palm was so weak that he could not even feel the existence of bones.
He said unhurriedly: "The creatures in the world that follow the absolute truth, although they have the ability to survive that is contrary to nature and common sense.
But I always believe that all things are interdependent, even the immortal demon river Shu Ci also has weaknesses.
A ethereal thing like you that is everywhere, invisible and has no thoughts, seems to be traceless, but it also has enough power to shake you. The weakness of the foundation exists."
The True Ancestor Evil God laughed out loud, seeming to find Balian's words very ridiculous, "You are the most perfect God of Truth in the world, you say you have a weakness that shakes the foundation? A fantasy. "
Bailian ignored its bluff and said calmly: "Weaknesses are often hidden in the strongest side
Since you appear in the world with the power of making a wish, and this power of making a wish is the source of your strength, your weakness is also based on this 'making a wish'. "
The True Ancestor Evil God's brows twitched uncontrollably, and his eyes became sharper and sharper: "You! Are you trying to be smart? ! "
Bailian smiled lightly and said: "I admit that there was an element of gambling in me at the beginning, but since you can be so angry, it naturally proves that I made the right bet, right?
‘Make a wish’, I think while you are enjoying the strong power of human desires, 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: < br>
“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 wish is just something I made for fun against my original intention."
Bailian 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 eyes of the True Ancestor Evil God are getting colder and sterner, but the huge oppressive feeling on his body, like the coming of darkness, is 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 has a quick-thinking temperament. After a little surprise in his heart, he came to an extremely correct conclusion with incomparable 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 without anyone knowing, those who dare to make a wish to the True Ancestor Evil God only have three times in total. Opportunities are so precious, how can you dare to make random wishes?”
Fang Geyu turned away, his ears pointed. The small red dot mole was beautiful 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.
< br>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 is a rare and precious delicacy.
If used improperly, it is neck-killing poison. Knife!"
He lowered his head and looked at the True Ancestor Evil God, "You can't tell whether the wish is true or not. Just now you showed up to fulfill the wish, it's no different. You have taken something extremely poisonous to you.
So, Master Jiyuan, until now, do you still think... that you are the God of Truth who cannot be killed?"
Bailian 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."
"Small gains and losses lead to success or failure. , why should you be proud?" The True Ancestor Evil God's golden eyes were as dark and indifferent as a cold pool, full of emotion:
"Do you really think that I can be killed so easily?"
Bailian smiled and said: "I still have this bit of self-knowledge. A small karma collapses out of control. Naturally, this price cannot make Master Jiyuan disappear, but now, you don't seem to 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 have our first confrontation. I'm very much looking forward to the next meeting with Lord Jiyuan."
The eyes of the True Ancestor Evil God turned completely cold, and he turned his cheek away, avoiding his soft lips and looking at him. Indifference:
“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.
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 face, and the body turned into a handful of blue smoke and disappeared into the Shifang Sword.
In the end, it still gnawed on 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 rhythmically. 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 strong methods 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?"
(End of Chapter)