Chapter 1183 The world returns to peace
The flying dust in the city and the sounds of the panicked crowds running and roaring seemed to have disappeared in an instant.
The pupils of Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan shrank sharply in his eyes. He lowered his head expressionlessly and saw a dark hand made of shadow passing through his body from behind.
There was no blood, but he couldn't pull out the palm either.
The slimy ghost figure behind him was dripping with mud-like black mist, revealing the same body and clothes as Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan.
Only the black mud covering between the face has been difficult to trickle down, and is always tightly wrapped and covered by a layer of black shadow, making it difficult to see the facial features.
At this moment, Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan could clearly sense...
The power of the evil god has increased.
He seemed to feel something and raised his head to look.
A round moon is like an evil eye, illuminating half of the northwest sea.
Ninety-nine stood in the wind, her long black hair floating weightlessly in the wind, and her crow-green dress swaying gracefully behind her like a fishtail.
She seemed to be wrapped in a clear breeze and a bright moon, with a desolate light spreading from behind her.
From around her body, countless translucent silk threads could be vaguely seen, flying in the air with the wind and snow.
Ninety-nine eyes were filled with a very shallow light. She looked down at all living beings from a high position, and glanced at the supreme being, the Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan, without any trace of dust in her eyes.
The eyes were like looking at grass clippings and dust, without any emotion.
Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan must have been offended by such a blank look. If it were in the past, he would have been able to show no emotion at all, keep his Taoist heart, and be dignified and prudent.
But the changes in his mood could not be hidden from the hand inserted in his chest.
A sharp pain that was different from physical tearing came to my heart again, and the dark shadowy palm seemed to shed its skin, shedding the layer of dark mud.
What was even more strange was that the receding black shadow matter actually flowed into his body, like unknown toxins slowly being injected into his body.
But Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan did not feel any discomfort. He only felt that the body of Yingqing Immortal Saint who only ate the Holy Dew of Qing Qi was gradually becoming heavier, as if it was covered with something sticky. Things gradually fill up.
For someone who could contaminate this Heavenly Saint Emperor, Ninety-nine Faces did not see much fluctuation in his emotions.
She looked around the city, and her clear eyes reflected the city's barrier 'Protect the Common People' that was invisible to the world.
Take the city of ten directions as a cage and tie the boundaries of the four directions to lock the ten directions.
Her master had calculated that this day would eventually happen, so she would rather cut off the tail of the gecko and give up the Shifang City, which she had worked hard for for thousands of years, to sacrifice it to the evil god, and made the worst plan to protect this place. All the people in the world.
Ninety-Nine's eyes were indifferent, and she could guess the master's intention and even his spirit of sacrifice.
But she still couldn't feel any sympathy in her heart.
A doll that has lost its master is like a kite that has lost its string and is out of control. It will only follow its wind-like instincts and let nature do whatever it wants, causing disasters at will.
Ninety-nine's green dress, as light as cicada's wings, was blown up by the strong wind from a high place. Her whole body was shrouded in the mist-like, thin and wide dress, and there seemed to be something in her eyes. The light and shadow floated, and the cold clouds and moon reflected in the bottom of the pupils.
She slowly raised her arm.
A very simple movement caused the entire Shifang City to shake slightly and tremble, and the sound of roaring waves echoed in the tall buildings in the city's criss-crossing alleys.
The energy of the earth's veins, invisible to the naked eye, rises up like a strong wind against the sky. The waves echo, branches hit the snow, and the energy of the earth's veins carries a hurricane like a dragon and screams across the sky.
Jiujiu just raised his hand and drained out all the luck veins in Shifang City.
Her slender and slender palms were still raised and not lowered. In the mist, a Shifang City that seemed to have shrunk countless times in equal proportions was entrenched in Ninety in a way similar to a spiritual appearance. After nine slender index fingers.
I saw her fingers moving lightly, and countless translucent silk threads flew from the corner of her eyes, tightly entangled in the spiritual city.
The sharp silk threads are guided without needles, but can penetrate those high city walls without any stagnation.
The silk threads cut between the city walls, leaving mottled marks like knives and axes.
Similarly, in the huge and majestic thousand-year-old city under Jiujiu, identical scars began to appear concretely on the same parts of the city.
Lingxiang City is wrapped with more and more silk threads, and the boundaries in the four directions of Shifang City’s southeast, northwest and north are beginning to loosen violently.
Ninety-nine is the body of Yinghuo, the barrier that the True Ancestor Evil God cannot destroy to 'protect the common people', but she can defeat it with just a raise of her hand, leaving no points left.
Originally she only needed to return to the barrier immediately, but looking at the momentum, she actually planned to destroy the Shifang City together.
No one knew that the city lord's real name was actually 'Fang Chi', his eyes were about to burst, an angry roar erupted from his mouth, and he tried to stand up to stop him.
But at some point, the shadow puppet clinging to him, whose facial features were exactly the same as his, had the same translucent threads growing out of his body, strangling him tightly.
An unusual severe pain came from the body. The severe pain did not come from the physical body, but was like being extracted from the soul, which was completely irresistible.
Fang Chi was pressed firmly against the ground by the shadow behind him, and could only be forced to continuously sacrifice his painful desires.
He could only press his chin hard against the rough stone surface, barely raise his head, and stare fiercely at the figure in Tsing Yi above the sea, his eyes were sore and his eyes were blood red. .
If his eyes could turn into knives, he would probably kill him with a thousand knives now.
Seeing that Shifang City was about to collapse and be destroyed, Fang Chi could only place his hope on the strongest among the six realms.
With a click, he twisted his neck bones and made a terrible noise. He looked at Immortal Zhu Zhan urgently for help.
"My lord, Immortal Lord, if I ask her to destroy the barrier of Shifang City, the True Ancestor Evil God will eat the world wantonly! Please, Lord Immortal, please take action to stop me. Everyone in Shifang City will definitely treat you." I am grateful for the Holy Grace!”
There is no need to ask for it at all. How could the Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan just sit back and ignore the True Ancestor Evil God’s attempt to eat up all the people.
With a cold expression on his face, he pulled out his body, but was shocked to find that he couldn't pull the hand out of his body at all.
Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan simply ignored the lanky ghost shadow attached to him.
As his clothes were blowing up in the wind, the flat ground where Immortal Zhu Zhan stood suddenly turned into a blue mirror lake.
The surface of the lake is like a quiet blue mirror, with ripples rising in circles, like light rain falling into the lake.
The hem of the divine robe gently touched the water surface of the lake. The next moment, the body of Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan turned into wind and rain and disappeared into the city.
The body transforms into wind and rain, and the power transforms into cloud sage.
The mountains that stretch thousands of miles outside Shifang City can't stop shaking. Every forest, every tree, every mountain, every water, every stone and every dust is stained with the meaning of the holy.
Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan stepped on the water, clouds and sea, and crushed towards Jiujiu with overwhelming momentum.
The long river of stars is like a waterfall of thousands of feet, and the silver light is released, soaring into the sky.
The power of the Hao Ai Immortal Saint is enough to defeat the demons in the three thousand realms.
Ninety-nine's expression remained indifferent, but shallow cracks began to appear on the snow-white face.
She was not in a hurry, she held up the city spirit form with her slender index finger, her thin and wide green clothes were rolled up and flying, her figure was like a crane, rising lightly, from the ten thousand-edged star Get out of the river.
Although she had broken free, her limbs and clothes were covered with fragments of the galaxy.
The fragments cut into the skin and bones, like thunder and lightning traveling through Jackie Chan. Wherever they went, all the array talisman patterns in the skin of Jiujiu's body were completely destroyed. In the blink of an eye, the surface of her body left traces of being purified by that holy will, like the mottled walls eroded by time peeling off, and the snow-white skin turning into powder inch by inch.
Ninety-Nine's eyelids were lightly raised, and he slowly raised his fingertips to hook one of the thousands of silver threads.
“Buzz!”
The dull sound of the strings is like hitting the sea.
And that ‘Canghai’ is the driving force of the Heavenly Saint that Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan used.
Ninety-nine did not face her head-on at all. He touched the light string with his fingers, and the long river of stars hiding the huge power collapsed suddenly, exploding like a defeated dragon in the sea, and turned into a torrent. The floods of the Milky Way of the World are filled with water and fall into the human world.
The darkness in Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan's chest spread wider, and the hand inserted in his chest was pulled out of his body without knowing when.
The palm of the detached muddy black shadow separated from the body of Immortal Zhu Zhan, and the tips of the five fingers with distinct joints were wrapped with five translucent silk threads.
This strange thread of desire began to grow in the body of Immortal Zhu Zhan.
As a puppet, Jiujiu is like a puppet who controls the threads in turn. The root is in his hand, and the threads are not messy. He can unwind his desires and move between heaven and earth.
She can even control the desires of the Immortal Zhu Zhan.
She spread her fingers, and thousands of translucent threads extended from her palms, and an endless stream of painful desire poured into her body.
Began to heal the scars on the surface of her body quickly.
Soon, she returned to her unscathed appearance.
Even...
The Qi revealed in the body is even more powerful and unfathomable.
Jiujiu looked at the Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan standing in the broken galaxy with indifferent eyes. The thick black mist covering the face of the slender ghost behind him actually became much thinner.
Bloomingly, an eye similar to that of the Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan can be seen looming.
Ninety-nine stroked the silk thread with his fingertips, and his voice was as thin as the cool breeze:
"Even if you are an immortal, as long as you have the slightest thought of the seven emotions in your heart, the True Ancestor Evil God's Consciousness can come to your heart, and now you can't help but give birth to a shadow wizard "You have reincarnated the thread of desire, and you dare to act rashly. Do you really think that with your supreme status, you can freely traverse the six realms?"
Xianzun Zhuzhan didn't answer. He only raised his eyes coldly, and the mark of the Immortal Saint appeared brightly between his eyebrows.
Ninety-nine heads suddenly felt a tingling sensation, and her face suddenly turned pale, but there was no emotional change on her face, but her eyes became cold.
She hooked the silk string with her fingers and tightened it slightly.
The puppet behind Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan immediately began to swing, its limbs undulating and jumping.
The thin line connecting his heart was pulled tightly.
The bright red blood stains spread out.
Ninety-nine eyes fell again, as if she was extremely tired of the world in front of her. Her voice was low and ruthless:
"Even the Immortal Lord has fallen into my hands, so there are still Who...can kill me?"
Unconsciously, even his self-proclaimed person has gradually become a god.
She glanced indifferently at the Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan who was holding his chest and unable to move. The silk thread connected by her fingertips tightened the city spirit phase again. Ninety-nine eyes were casual and casual, and she flicked her fingertips.
Directly cut off half of the city's spiritual appearance.
The spirit phase that was chopped away turned into powdery spots and disappeared with the wind.
At the same time, the ancient city under the sky was split in two from the middle, cutting an extremely sharp scar.
Dust spewed out from the incision that ran through the city.
The common monks who are still in the city are disheartened, desperate and cold.
If nothing unexpected happens, half of the city will suffer the same fate as the ashes and annihilation of the spirit form under the ninety-nine fingers.
Half of the city must be destroyed, so how can the people in that half of the city stay safe?
The wind and snow are blowing, and the stars are rising and falling.
Ninety-nine's lowered eyes suddenly raised.
She looked at Shifang City steadily, her eyes deep.
No part of the city that was split into two halves collapsed or collapsed.
At an extremely high point on the city wall, at some point, a figure in white stood against the light. Against this majestic background of unpredictable changes, the figure stood like an orchid orchid tree or a cangonia plant in a courtyard.
Thin clouds and mist surround him, gathering and dispersing like thin smoke. His white clothes are spotless, and his sword is behind him.
The young man turned his head slightly, and in the inverted water of the galaxy, the half of his face was clear and dazzling, his pupils were imprinted with thousands of threads of light, and his eyes were cold.
He stood on the half of the city that was about to collapse.
But half of the city that was supposed to be destroyed along with the spirit was not destroyed, and the enchantment that was about to be dissipated still existed.
The dust in the cracked incision stopped flying.
At this moment, everyone looked at the young man climbing up to the top of the city tower facing the wind, and all of them had a ridiculous idea.
It seems that wherever this person stands, he can bring peace to the world.
It seems that wherever this person looks, any destruction can stop.
“Looks like you’re alone...having a lot of fun.”
The young man spoke with a deep voice, a calm tone, and an unwavering gaze.
Before Jiujiu could make any reaction, he waved his sleeves and swept the wind across the sky and earth, and the upwelling earth veins poured vertically into the earth again like spring water and waterfalls.
Ninety-nine fingertips suddenly relaxed and fell away. She looked back and saw that the half-city ghost behind her who had not returned yet disappeared without knowing when, and instead appeared in the palm of Balian's hand.
Bailian's eyes slowly closed, and dots of golden light condensed from all directions.
That was something Jiujiu destroyed with his own hands.
He was brought back by his divine magic that defied the heavens and conquered great fortune.
The half-broken part of the city was perfectly filled up, and the mottled and scarred side was restored as new as new with the touch of his palm.
He pointed a little, and a golden holy seal was planted on the spiritual form.
Bailian let go of his palms with a natural expression, letting the spirit form sink into the sky beneath his feet, fall to the earth, and sink into the soil.
(ps: In order to create a good physical and mental state, Beibei spent money to have a private chat to exercise. He goes to the gym for an hour every day. He hopes that his physical fitness can be effectively improved and he will work hard to return. Double update state. I have just started to train in the past few days. Everywhere in my body hurts, and I feel like I have been exhausted. Sometimes the update is late, but my body should gradually get better and better.)
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