Chapter 1162: Rookies pecking each other
Bai Liyu and the Fang family father and son 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.
But came to the center of the city, that huge black shadow.
It was like a huge ovary attached to the ground. Invisible desires, pain, love, hate, anger and other strong emotions began to pour crazily into the huge black mass like nutrients. In the shadow.
The black shadows did not spread, but gradually condensed into small groups and became three-dimensional. They split and cracked from the ground like climbing up from the black mire, and slowly stood up to form black and slender ghost shadows.
It’s just that these shadows have gone beyond the scope of nature and are not attached to the earth.
But his shoulders were hunched lifelessly like a human being, and the backs of his two long and thin arms were stuck to the ground.
They began to walk slowly and unconsciously.
The speed is not fast enough for Bailiyu to wipe out these weird 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 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.
Bai Liyu narrowed his eyes deeply. Everything in the world has its own way to conquer and return it.
Shadow is born of light, if it blocks the light of the sky...
As soon as this thought came to his mind, Bailiyu realized that it was pouring rain at the moment, and thick black clouds covered the sky. Where could the stars shine?
In this way, the emergence of these shadows has fundamentally broken the common sense of this world.
With such a stunned moment, Baili Yu's back suddenly felt cold, and the hairs all over his body began to rise.
In just one moment, a cold and mysterious thing crawled up his descendants like countless thin snakes.
Bai Liyu 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 sense 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 in front of him. behind.
The shadow clung to him like a piece of tissue paper soaked in ink, with two equally thin and thin legs standing on the ground trying to sink.
Black ripples gradually appeared on the ground, but it could never 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 strong. He raised his sword, which was as bright as a mirror, and suddenly found that the slender ghost behind him was reaching out with two thin and pointed hands. The top of his head.
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 appeared on the tips of his 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 the color of his pupils was clear and clear.
Bailiyu guarded this heart, suppressed his energy, and a red and green sword python leaped up from the center of his eyebrows!
This leap of sword and fire into a python is the supreme secret of the Tianxi Sword Sect, the Supreme Taoist Pure Sword Jue!
The power of the evil god is extremely 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 even with such a head-on confrontation.
But the true meaning of Taishangdao Qingjianjue lies in the clarity of the sword, the clarity of the spirit, the wandering eyes and the mind, the vastness of the universe, and the clarity 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 hardly penetrate even half an inch into the spiritual platform where Bailiyu's sword power surged.
The sword of Taishang 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 open again, and the shadow that was closely attached to Baili Yu floated away.
Bai Liyu's tense muscles did not dare to relax for a moment. The red and 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.
Bai Liyu'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 fighting 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 Bailiyu's trembling gaze, those shadows had begun to stick to the backs of the people in the city, and his thin bamboo hands were inserted into the heads of those people. A hundred times easier.
Under those people's strong emotional desires, it was like countless silk bridges forming an invisible connection between those ghost hands and their minds.
They penetrate their minds easily.
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 mechanically and numbly.
The 'things' in their brains seemed to be constantly being sucked away by those ghostly shadows. While they were arguing, their eyeballs suddenly turned up strangely, and the pupils could hardly be seen in the eye sockets, which were all pale white. Whites of eyes.
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 that... it is everywhere.
Bai Liyu was shocked.
He has been fighting evil demons in the human world for thousands of years. When facing evil demons, his Tianxi Sword Sect 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 evil god's special ability lies in its incorporeal, soul-eating spirit born in illusion, not to mention that Bailiyu is helpless.
Even the Immortal 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 eyes 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 before him and said respectfully:
"Beichen Fuyuan's lineage protects the Tao. I'm late, please forgive me!"
The immortals looked at each other in disbelief. It turns out that the reason why the Immortal Master dispersed his ten golden bodies just now was to find the Beichen lineage that was left in the human world.
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 calmly:
“In order to preserve the lineage of my younger brother Fu Yuan, I specially released you and other immortal ancestors. Return to the world under the Silver Gate
Although I have selfish intentions, 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 the Silver Gate is shattered into ashes. There is no day for you to return to the world in the gate.
Today the evil gods are raging and deceiving no one in my fairy world. You are burdened with Fuyuan Immortal Vein, shouldering the heavy responsibility of resisting evil gods and rescuing the people, I hope you can solve the crisis in this city today."
Although Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan arranged for Fu Yuan's lineage to enter the Baiyin Gate, it is indeed possible to preserve the bloodline of his father. selfishness.
But what he just said was not a lie.
As long as the True Ancestor Evil God is not eliminated, the danger of annihilation will always exist. He has preserved the Fuyuan 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.
The bloodline of Shifang has been passed down through the generations, and it will inevitably become thinner, and changes will always happen.
The Fuyuan bloodline he left in the Silver Gate became a powerful guarantee for the last line of defense.
The 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 also 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 can this Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan imagine that he has put all his efforts and cares like an old mother to place them in the Silver Gate for so many years, just hoping that they can grow usefully 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 kindness.
Who would have thought that as soon as they entered the Baiyin Gate, they would be gone forever.
Ten years and a hundred years are okay, but thousands of years of time without the pressure of longevity flow endlessly, and the second generation of immortals who eat the lovable shadow of their ancestors live in such a superior and beautiful ideal land. Started to completely mess up.
The path of spiritual practice is also three days of fishing and two days of drying nets.
Anyway, it is unrestricted and unsupervised, there is no threat from natural enemies, and there is no need to worry about food shortage.
In the Silver Gate, as long as you think about it, you will find beautiful buildings, exquisite delicacies, 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 looks like something strange and strange, Fuyuan Immortals, you look at me, I look at you, looking like you don’t know where to start.
Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan frowned and gradually realized that something seemed wrong.
His voice was deep and he cryptically released the throne: "What is the difficulty for you guys?"
More than the difficulty, they didn't want to show up in front of others at all. They had just been arrested from the Silver Gate. When people were forced out, they encountered such a terrifying corpse demon, killing them and sending them fleeing in all directions.
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.
Sure enough!
Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan was completely unaware that while he placed the immortals of the Fuyuan lineage in Baiyinmen, he also prepared methods for them to practice hard in battle, hoping that they could check and balance the pressure of coveting each other. Diligent's own treasures and secrets have been gathering dust for many years.
Fighting?
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.
Suddenly and abruptly, they were thrown into a thunderous storm, which was really hard to adapt to.
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 if they were timid in their hearts, they did not dare to show it at all.
In front of all the immortal ministers, if he couldn't even lift his weapon and was embarrassed, 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. The heavy rain could not get their clothes even half wet.
The fairies in white summoned an orchid moon star grass one after another, which was extremely longer than the moon orchid star grass, half an arm long, and hung between their arms.
The branches and leaves are as snowy and jade-like, crystal clear, and they look really beautiful. The nine branches and thirty-six leaves are all white, and the stamens are as tender as fresh snow, exuding a mist-like glow. point of light.
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, the orchids waving 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 true that all things in the world are interdependent and interdependent.
Even Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan’s magical powers are helpless against these slender ghosts, but when these immortals take action, they have 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 did not notice that the face of Immortal Zhu Zhan 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 those ghosts, but the main body attached to them was full of fierce eyes, vomiting and roaring, and his hands shook in fright, and he was almost cowardly. He couldn't even hold the weapon firmly.
It takes three people to attack together to kill the lanky ghost.
The Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan’s eyes were heavy.
Not to mention that this is the 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!
(End of this chapter)