long night walk

Chapter 1162
Baili Yu and Fang's father and son all noticed something strange in the city.

Their faces were extremely ugly, and Baili Yu was the first to come out with his sword. He did not hurt those monks and mortals who were infected by the evil god's desire.

Instead, he came to the center of the city, that huge group of dark shadows.

It was like being attached to a huge ovary in the ground, and strong emotions such as desire, pain, love, hatred, and anger that were invisible to the naked eye began to pour into that huge black shadow like nutrients.

The black shadows did not spread, but gradually condensed into small groups and became three-dimensional, as if climbing up from a black quagmire, split and cracked from the ground, and slowly stood up to form black and slender ghost shadows.

It's just that these shadows have gone beyond the natural category and do not fit the ground.

Instead, like a human being, the shoulders are slumped, and the backs of the two slender arms are dragged between the ground.

They began to walk slowly, seemingly unconsciously.

The speed is not fast enough for Baili Yu to wipe out these weird shadow bodies in an instant with a sword.

But his sword light swept across sharply, but those shadows were only slightly rippled, and he couldn't cut them apart.

This kind of thing that can be seen with the naked eye cannot be shaken at all, it is like an illusory and untouchable shadow.

But Baili Yu has never seen anyone in the world whose shadow can separate from the main body and walk freely.

Baili Yu's eyes narrowed deeply, everything in the world has its own way of conquering and repaying.

Shadow is born of light, if it covers up the sky...

As soon as this idea came up, Baili Yu realized that it was pouring rain at this moment, and the sky was covered by thick black clouds. How could the stars shine?

That being said, the emergence of these shadows has fundamentally broken the common sense of this world.

With such a dazed effort, Baili Yu's back suddenly felt cold, and his whole body was covered with chills.

I just felt that for a split second, a cool and mysterious thing climbed up his junior densely like countless thin snakes.

Baili Yu turned his head suddenly, and found that it was a slender ghost that had climbed onto his back at some point.

He didn't notice anything.

But even for such a breathless shadow creature with undetectable divine sense, with his vigilance and perfect vision range, there is absolutely no possibility that a ghost can miss and appear behind him.

The shadow clung to him like a piece of ink-soaked thin paper, and the two thin, thin legs below him stood on the ground trying to sink.

Black ripples gradually formed on the ground, but they still couldn't sink down.

Baili Yu's head suddenly felt a sharp pain, and he turned his wrist and slashed behind him.

Not surprisingly, the sword still cut through the air, as if there was nothing behind him.

But the sharp pain in his head was still intense, he erected his sword, which was as cold as a mirror, and suddenly found that the slender ghost attached to his back was reaching out to the top of his head with two thin and sharp hands like bamboo tips.

It seems to have inserted two thin fingers into the freshly made steamed bun noodles, protruding a little in.

The moment he poked in, Baili Yu had a severe headache, and at the same time, it seemed that countless mouths had sprouted from the tips of those two thin hands, and they began to suck the brains in his skull.

But Baili Yu knew that these ghosts were not bloodthirsty demons and monsters, they didn't eat brains, but the desires and emotions in people's brains.

His eyes were suddenly sharp as lightning, but the color of his pupils was clear and clear.

Baili Yu respected this heart, restrained his spirit, and a red and blue two-color sword python rose from the center of his eyebrows, jumping up!

This leaping sword fire into a python is exactly the supreme secret of Tianxi Sword Sect, the Taishang Daoqing sword art!
With the power of evil gods, it is extremely difficult to attack all the secrets of the world. Even the Taishang Daoqing Sword Art is one of the ten thousand methods. Such a direct confrontation is difficult to harm it.

But the true essence of Taishang Daoqing Sword Art lies in the spirit and clearness, the eyes wandering in the arms, the vastness of the universe, and the bright sword of heaven and earth!
The sword is decisive!The sword and the heart are united, and all distracting thoughts are eliminated!
No matter how difficult it is for the slender ghost attached to Baili Yu's back to penetrate half a point into Baili Yu's spiritual platform where his sword intent is soaring.

The sword of Taishang Daoqing couldn't kill that shadow, but at the same time, that shadow didn't like this kind of righteousness.

It was like a thin paper kite being blown away again, and the shadow closely attached to Baili Yu floated away.

Baili Yu's tense muscles did not dare to relax for a moment, the red blue sword python was entrenched behind him, thirteen blazing sword fires stood around him, and the shadows that started to spread in all directions no longer approached him.

It's not that he's afraid, but that he doesn't like the sword intent emanating from his body.

The palm of Baili Yu holding the sword was full of sweat. Looking far ahead, the mortals and monks in the city who started to quarrel and quarrel were still deeply trapped in their violent and disordered emotions.

The people around them are still quarreling and beating and scolding, and what's more, they start fighting each other with swords drawn.

Turning a blind eye to the visions that occurred in the city, those densely packed slender ghosts seemed to be completely invisible.

Under Baili Yu's trembling eyes, those shadows had already started to stick to the backs of the people in the city, and the sharp and thin hands inserted into the brains of those people seemed a hundred times easier than dealing with Baili Yu just now.

Under the strong emotional desires of those people, it is like countless silk bridges that have an invisible connection between those ghostly hands and their brains.

They penetrated easily into their minds.

The curses and quarrels in the city still continued, but the tone of the people's fierce indignation gradually became calm and numb, as if they were possessed by something, and they continued to be noisy and beating 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 weirdly. There were hardly any pupils in the eye sockets, and the whites of the eyes were pale.

Some monks fought over a trivial matter and drew their swords. While arguing endlessly, they rolled their eyes and their bodies twitched.

The picture is extremely weird and frightening.

As more and more people in the city had shadows on their backs, the dark shadow on the ground in the center of the city also spread bigger and bigger.

Although the figure of the evil god is still not visible in the city, it seems that... it is everywhere.

Baili Yu was startled.

He has been fighting demons in the human world for thousands of years. In the face of demons, his Tianxi Sword Sect still has hundreds of strategies to defend against the enemy.

But facing the power of this evil god today, I found that I have no way to suppress it.

The evil god's special ability lies in the incorporeal, soul-devouring spirit born in the illusory, not to mention that Baili Yu is helpless.

Even the immortal Zhu Zhan, who is the ruler of heaven and earth, has no good way to deal with it.

He looked at the chaos in the city with dark eyes, and his eyes became extremely dangerous.

Suddenly, his expression moved, and he raised his majestic and indifferent face.

From one side of the sky, countless bright and bright auras slowly spread.

His expression slowed down a little, and the ten-fold golden body of the immortal returned suddenly, and nearly a hundred figures in white knelt down in front of him, respectfully saying:
"Beichen Fuyuan's lineage, the guardian came late, and I ask the immortal to surrender!"

The faces of all the immortals looked at each other, it turned out that Master Xianzun scattered the ten-fold golden body just now, in order to find the lineage of Beichen who was lost in the world.

All the immortals breathed a sigh of relief.

Beichen Fuyuan's lineage is born with the power of pure spirit, which can purify all turbid things in the world.

It is the nemesis of the evil god.

Immortal Venerable Zhu Zhan glanced at the group of white-clothed immortals kneeling under him, and said calmly:
"Once upon a time, in order to preserve my younger brother Fu Yuan's lineage, I specially released you and other immortal ancestors to the world under the Baiyin sect.

Although I have selfish intentions, I also hope that you can bring out the blood of my younger brother to the strongest under the unique and excellent environment. "

"You have been cultivating in the world of the Silver Gate for hundreds of thousands of years, and now the Silver Gate has been shattered into ashes, and there is no day for you to return to the world in the gate.

The evil gods are raging today, bullying me that there is no one in the fairy world. You bear the immortal veins of Fuyuan and shoulder the heavy responsibility of resisting the evil gods and saving the common people. I hope that you can solve the danger of this city today. "

Although Xianzun Zhuzhan arranged Fu Yuan's lineage into the Baiyin Gate, he did have selfishness to preserve his father's bloodline.

But what he just said did not lie.

If the scourge of the True Ancestor Evil God is not eradicated for a day, the danger of extinction will always exist. He preserved Fu Yuan's lineage.

It is also to be foolproof, so that its ability can be maximized in a different world with abundant spiritual power like the Silver Gate.

After all, Fang Geyu is a mortal body. In the heart of Immortal Venerable Zhu Zhan, she is far inferior to her mother. Suppressing the true ancestor evil gods must be accomplished through the method of getting married and having children.

However, the inheritance of the bloodlines of the ten directions will inevitably become thinner gradually, and there will always be changes.

And the Fuyuan bloodline he left in the Silver Gate became a strong guarantee for the last line of defense.

Immortal Venerable Zhu Zhanshen is the ruler of heaven and earth. If he borrows the power of Baiyinmen to enter with the holy body, he can also gain a lot.

Although the immortal Zhu Zhan has selfishness, his selfishness is also based on the safety and security of the world and the common people.

How could this immortal Zhu Zhan expect it? He put all his heart and soul into placing them in the Baiyin Gate for so many years like an old mother, just hoping that they could grow usefully and work hard.

At the beginning, the descendants of Fu Yuan's lineage also knew that they were shouldering the heavy responsibility of fate, and they should practice hard to repay the emperor's kindness.

Unexpectedly, once they entered the Baiyin Gate, they would not know where to go for a long time.

Ten years or a hundred years is fine, but under the endless flow of time without the pressure of longevity for thousands of years, the second generation of immortals, who are eating the shade of their ancestors, began to be completely ruined in such a superior and beautiful utopia.

The road of practice is also three days of fishing and two days of drying the net.

Anyway, it is unrestrained and unmanaged, and there is no threat of natural enemies, and there is no need to worry about food shortages.

In the Baiyin Gate, as long as you move your mind, you will find Qionglouyuyu, delicacies, carved beams and painted buildings.

So this group of Fu Yuan immortals completely started the fairy life of being a salted fish.

So much so that at this moment, facing the spooky scene of the whole city like strange things changing, the descendants of Fuyuan Immortals look at me and I look at you, as if they don't know where to start.

Immortal Venerable Zhu Zhan frowned, gradually realizing that something seemed wrong.

His voice was heavy, and he released the throne cryptically: "What is the embarrassment for you all?"

It was more than embarrassing, they didn't want to show up in front of people at all, just after being forced out from the Silver Gate, they encountered such a terrifying corpse demon, which killed them and fled around.

When did the human world become so terrifying? As soon as a corpse demon walked away, the true ancestor evil god began to manifest itself.

They knew that the beautiful life inside the Silver Gate had been peaceful for hundreds of thousands of years, and that once they were summoned, it would be the six realms that would cause catastrophe.

as predicted!

Immortal Venerable Zhu Zhan didn't realize at all that while he placed the immortal clan of Fuyuan's lineage in Baiyinmen, he also prepared them a method of hard training and fighting, hoping that they could check and balance each other's coveted pressure, and work hard for their own treasures and cheats. It has been dusty for many years.

Against?

Kill the enemy?
Very strange words.

They are like flowers that have been cared for by the elders with kindness for a long time, white and soft.

It was really difficult for people to get used to suddenly picking them under the thunderstorm.

But these immortal descendants also know who the immortal master they should be loyal to, and also understand who promised them the stable years of these hundreds of thousands of years.

Even though they were timid and fearful in their hearts, they didn't dare to show half of it in their hearts.

In front of the immortal officials, if it is embarrassing to not even be able to lift a weapon, then it is a disguised proof that the decision made by the immortal Zhu Zhan back then was stupid.

This group of descendants of the fairy clan had no choice but to lead the battle under great pressure.

Between the white clothes with big sleeves fluttering, it was raining heavily, but this rain couldn't wet their clothes halfway.

The fairy descendants in white summoned a plant of Orchid Moon Star Grass one after another, which was extremely longer than Moon Orchid Star Grass, half an arm long, and dragged it between their arms.

The branches and leaves are as snowy as jade, crystal clear, it looks like Qiongzhi jade leaves, nine branches and 36 leaves, all of which are white, and the delicate stamens like new snow exude light spots like fireflies.

And in their left hands, they held a silver pickaxe.

This is exactly the image of the immortal Beichen Fuyuan recorded in the ancient immortal records.

They flew into the city like elegant white doves, and the bluegrass waved softly like ribbons.

Those shadows attached to people's descendants were struck by the orchid grass, and suddenly let out a shrill scream, and they could be turned into a handful of burning ashes.

It is true that all things in the world generate and restrain each other.

Even Immortal Venerable Zhu Zhan's supernatural powers were helpless against these slender ghosts, but when these immortal descendants made a move, they saw miraculous results.

How not to be delighted.

Sure enough, the immortals who saw this scene changed their heavy faces, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But they didn't notice that Zhu Zhan's complexion gradually became very ugly.

With his eyesight, how could he fail to see how difficult it was for these immortal descendants to deal with these slender ghosts.

However, these slender ghosts born out of superficial desires are nothing but toys casually fabricated by the evil gods.

Fighting some minion soldiers actually directly sacrificed their natal fairy weapons, and they also played like a sucker.

What's more, some unresponsive immortal descendants could not even touch the ghosts, and the main body attached to the ghosts groaned with fierce eyes and shook his scared hands, so useless that they almost couldn't even hold their weapons steadily. .

It takes three people to join forces to besiege, and then the slender ghost can be beaten to death.

Immortal Venerable Zhu Zhan's eyes were heavy.

Not to mention that this is the descendant of his father and emperor with the same blood as him, even if it is any army of hundreds of people in the fairy world, if it enters the battle and kills the enemy, it will have the majestic momentum of five horses.

But the Beichen Immortals had no formation rules at all, and with the power 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 vegetables and chickens pecking at each other really makes Master Xianzun's brain bloodshot!
(End of this chapter)