long night walk

Chapter 1183
The dust flakes flying in the city and the sounds of the panicked crowd rushing and howling seemed to have disappeared in an instant.

Immortal Venerable Zhu Zhan's pupils contracted sharply in his eyes, he lowered his head expressionlessly, and saw a black palm made of a shadow pass behind him.

No blood flowed out, but he also couldn't pull out the palm.

The muddy black mist on the slender ghost behind him was dripping down, revealing the same body and clothes as the immortal Zhu Zhan.

Only the black mud covered between the faces is difficult to drip down, and it is always tightly covered by a layer of black shadow body, making it impossible to see the facial features clearly.

At this moment, Immortal Venerable Zhu Zhan could clearly sense...

The power of the evil god has increased.

He seemed to feel something, and looked up.

A round of the moon is like an evil eye, illuminating half of the northwest sea.

99 stood riding the wind, his long black hair floating weightlessly in the wind, and a crow-blue dress swaying gracefully behind him like a fish's tail.

She seemed to be wearing a clear wind and a bright moon, with a desolate light coming from behind her.

From her whole body, countless translucent silk threads could be vaguely seen, dancing in the air with the wind and snow.

99's eyes were filled with a very shallow light, she looked down at all living beings from a high position, and glanced lightly at the supreme being, the immortal Zhu Zhan, without any smoke in her eyes.

Those eyes were like looking at grass clippings and dust, without any emotion.

Immortal Venerable Zhu Zhan must have been offended by this vacant gaze. If it was the past, he would just be able to keep his emotions indifferent, keep his heart, and be dignified.

But his change of mood couldn't be hidden from the palm on his chest.

There was another sharp pain in the heart that was different from the tearing of the flesh, and the dark shadowy palm also seemed to shed its skin, and the layer of dark mud shadow was removed.

What's even more weird is that those receding black shadows actually flowed into his body, like an unknown toxin slowly injected into his body.

But Immortal Venerable Zhu Zhan didn't feel any discomfort. He only felt that the body of the Yingqing Immortal Saint who only ate Qingqi Holy Dew was gradually becoming heavier, as if it was being gradually filled by something sticky.

Regarding being able to pollute this Heavenly Saint Emperor, 99 did not see much emotional fluctuations on the surface.

She looked around the city, and her clear pupils reflected the enchantment in the city 'protecting the common people' that the world cannot see.

Use the cities of the ten directions as a cage, and tie the boundaries of the four directions to lock the ten directions.

Her master calculated that this day would eventually happen, so she would rather have the gecko cut off its tail, and abandon the ten-year-old Shifang City as a sacrifice to the evil god, and made the worst plan to protect the common people in this world.

99's gaze is indifferent, she can guess the master's intention and even the spirit of sacrifice.

But she still couldn't feel the slightest resonance in her heart.

A doll that has lost its master is like a kite that has been disconnected and out of control. It will only follow the wind-like instinct, let it do whatever it wants, and bring down disasters as it pleases.

99's green dress as light as cicada's wings was blown up by the high wind, and her whole body was shrouded in the misty, thin and wide skirt. There seemed to be light and shadow floating in her eyes, and the pupils reflected the cold of Yunyue.

She raised her arms slowly.

An extremely simple movement caused the entire Shifang City to shake and tremble slightly, and the whistling sound of turbulent waves echoed in the tall buildings in the city's slender alleys.

The air of the earth veins, which is invisible to the naked eye, surges up like a strong wind against the sky. The tide echoes, and the branches hit the snow.

99 Just as he raised his hand, he took out all the luck lines of the Shifang City.

Her slender and slender palm was still raised but not down. Amidst the clouds and mist, a city in ten directions that seemed to have shrunk countless times in proportion was entrenched behind 99's slender index finger in a manner similar to a spiritual appearance.

She moved her fingers lightly, and countless translucent silk threads flew past the corners of her eyes, tightly entangled and tied around the body of the spirit city.

The sharp silk thread is guided without a needle, but it can penetrate those tall buildings without stagnation.

The silk thread cut between the city and left mottled traces like knives and axes.

And in the same way, in the huge and majestic thousand-year-old city under 99, the same scars and spots began to appear on the same parts of the city.

There are more and more silk threads wrapped around the body of the spirit city, and the barriers in the four directions of the southeast, northwest, and four directions of Shifang City began to loosen violently.

99 is the body of Yinghuo, the enchantment 'protecting the common people' that the true ancestor evil god can't destroy, but she can crush it without leaving any points by raising her hand.

Originally, she only needed to go back to the barrier immediately, but seeing the momentum, she actually planned to destroy the Shifang City together.

No one knew that his real name was 'Fang Chi', the city lord's eyes were tearing open, and an angry roar broke out from his mouth, trying to struggle to get up and stop it.

But at some point, attached behind him, the shadow puppet with exactly the same eyebrows, eyes and facial features as him had the same translucent silk thread growing out of it, tightly strangling him.

Unusual severe pain came from the body, that severe pain did not come from the physical body, but seemed to be drawn from the soul, completely irresistible.

Fang Chi was firmly pressed against the ground by the shadow behind him, and could only be forced to sacrifice his own painful desires.

He could only press his chin hard against the rough stone surface, barely raised his head, and stared fiercely at the figure in Tsing Yi above the sea area, his eyes were sour and his eye sockets were blood red.

If his eyes could turn into knives, 99 would be cut into pieces by him now.

Seeing that Shifang City was about to collapse and be destroyed, Fang Chi could only pin his hope on the strongest man in the Six Realms.

With a click, he twisted his neck bone to make a terrible noise, and looked at Immortal Venerable Zhu Zhan eagerly for help.

"Master Xianzun, if she is asked to destroy the enchantment of Shifang City, the true ancestor evil god will wantonly devour the world! I also ask Mr. Xianzun to stop it. I, Shifang City, must be grateful for your grace! "

There is no need to use him to ask, how can the immortal Zhu Zhan sit idly by the true ancestor evil god's attempt to eat up the common people.

With a cold face, he pulled his body out, but was shocked to find that he couldn't pull that palm out of his body at all.

Immortal Venerable Zhu Zhan simply ignored the slender ghost attached behind him.

While the clothes were being blown up by the wind, the flat ground under the immortal Zhuzhan's feet suddenly turned into a blue mirror lake.

The surface of the lake, like a quiet blue mirror, has ripples in circles, like light rain falling on the lake.

The hem of the divine robe gently touched the surface of the lake, and the next moment, the body of Immortal Zhu Zhan turned into wind and rain and disappeared into the city.

The body turns into the wind and rain, and the force turns into the cloud saint.

The mountains stretching thousands of miles outside Shifang City tremble unstoppably, every forest, every tree, every mountain, every river, every stone and every dust are all stained with the holy meaning.

Immortal Venerable Zhu Zhan stepped on the sea of ​​water, clouds and sky, and rolled towards 99 with overwhelming momentum.

The long river of stars is like a ten-thousand-foot waterfall, and the silver light bursts out, soaring into the sky.

The mighty power of the Immortal Saint is enough to calm the monsters in three thousand worlds.

99's expression remained indifferent, but shallow cracks began to appear on his porcelain-white face.

She was not in a hurry, and her slender index finger held up the spirit of the city, while the thin and wide green clothes rolled and danced, her figure was like a crane, and she rose lightly, breaking away from the river of ten-thousand-bladed long stars.

Although she had broken free, fragments of the Milky Way were hung between her limbs and the hem of her clothes.

The fragments pierced the skin, like Jackie Chan's thunder and lightning, and the array runes in the skin of 99's body were completely destroyed wherever they went.

In the blink of an eye, the surface of her body left traces of being purified by that holy will, like the mottled wall eroded by the years peeling off, and the snow-white skin was pulverized and powdered.

99's eyelids lifted slightly, and he raised his fingertips unhurriedly, hooking a silver thread in one of the thousands of threads.

"Buzz!"

The dull sound of strings is like hitting the sea.

And that 'Canghai' is exactly the Heavenly Sage's drive that the Immortal Venerable Zhuzhan.

99 didn't meet her head-on at all, and with his fingers hooked lightly, the long river of stars that hid the monstrous power suddenly collapsed, bursting like a defeated sea dragon, and turned into a river of stars that poured into the world and fell into the world .

The black night in Xianzun 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 dislodged muddy black shadow separated from the body of Immortal Zhu Zhan, and five translucent silk threads were wrapped around the fingertips of the five well-articulated fingers.

In the body of the immortal Zhu Zhan, this strange thread of desire also began to grow.

As a puppet, Yinghuo, 99 is like a puppet that controls the silk thread in turn, with the root in hand, the ten thousand threads are not messy, and the desire is stretched, walking in the world.

She can even control the desire of Zhu Zhan from the Immortal Clan.

She spread out her ten fingers, thousands of translucent silk threads stretched out from her palm, and endless painful desires poured into her body.

Started to quickly heal the scars on the surface of her body.

Soon, she returned to her unscathed appearance.

even……

The qi mechanism exuding from the body is even more powerful, majestic, and unfathomable.

99 stared indifferently at Zhu Zhan, the immortal standing in the shattered galaxy, and the thick black mist covering the face of the slender ghost behind him became much thinner.

Indistinctly, one could see a looming eye similar to Immortal Venerable Zhu Zhanshen.

99 caressing the silk thread with fingertips, his voice is as thin as a cool wind:

"Even if you are an immortal, as long as you have a little thought of seven emotions in your heart, the consciousness of the true ancestor evil god will come to your heart. Now you can't help but give birth to a shadow witch, and you have given birth to a thread of desire. How dare you act recklessly? Don't you really think that with your supreme status, you can roam the Six Realms wantonly?"

Immortal Venerable Zhu Zhan didn't answer, but raised his eyes coldly, and the imprint of the Immortal Saint appeared brightly between his brows.

99's head suddenly felt a tingling pain, and her face suddenly turned pale, but there was no emotional change on her face, only her eyes turned cold.

She hooked the silk string with her fingers, and tightened it with a slight force.

Immediately, the puppet behind Xianzun Zhu Zhan swayed, his limbs heaving and beating.

The thin wire connecting his heart was pulled tightly.

The bright red blood splattered.

99's eyes fell again, as if she was extremely tired of the world in front of her, her voice was low and emotionless:

"Even the Immortal Venerable has fallen into my hands, so who else... can kill me."

Unknowingly, even the self-proclaimed has gradually turned into a deity.

She glanced indifferently at Zhu Zhan, who was clutching his chest and unable to move, the silk thread connecting her fingertips tightened the spirit of the city again, 99's eyes were loose and casual, and she flicked her fingertips lightly.

Cut off half of the spirit of the city directly.

The slashed spiritual form turned into a powder spot and disappeared with the wind.

At the same time, the ancient city under the sky was divided into two from the middle, cutting an extremely sharp scar.

Dust splashed out from the cut that ran through the entire city.

The common monks who are still in the city are disheartened, desperate and cold.

If there were no accidents, this half of the city would end up just like the ashes annihilated under Finger 99.

Half of the city will be destroyed, so how will the people in that half of the city be safe?
The wind and snow are blowing randomly, and the galaxy is ups and downs.

99's drooping eyes suddenly lifted up.

She stared fixedly at Shifang City with deep eyes.

Not one side of the city that was divided into two halves collapsed.

At a very high place on the city wall, at an unknown time, a figure in white clothes stood against the light. Under the magnificent background of unpredictable changes, that person stood like a phoenix orchid and a jade tree in a garden, with luxuriant sweet bean trees.

Thin clouds and mists surround him, gathering and dispersing like thin smoke, the white clothes are spotless, and the sword is behind him.

The young man turned his head slightly, and in the pouring water of the Milky Way, that half of his face was clear and bewildering, his pupils were imprinted with countless threads of light, his eyes were cold and gloomy.

He stood on the half of the city that was about to collapse.

However, the half of the city that should have been destroyed with the spirit was not destroyed, and the enchantment that was about to disperse still existed.

The dust in the cut that broke into a line stopped splashing.

At this moment, everyone looked at the young man on the top of the city tower facing the wind, and they all had absurd thoughts.

It seems that the place where this person stands can bring peace to the world.

It seemed that wherever this person looked, any destruction could stop there.

"Looks like you're alone... having fun."

The young man opened his mouth in a deep voice, his tone was indifferent, and his eyes were calm.

Without waiting for 99 to react, he swung his sleeves to sweep the wind and earth, and the upwelling veins poured vertically into the earth again like spring water and waterfalls.

99's fingertips suddenly loosened and left. She looked back, and the half-city spirit behind her who hadn't returned did not know when it disappeared, and instead appeared in Bai Li'an's palm.

Bai Li'an's eyes closed slowly, and golden light spots gathered from ten directions.

That's something that 99 personally destroyed.

It was brought back by him with the divine art of overcoming the great fortune.

The incomplete half of the city was perfectly filled and complemented, and the mottled scars were slapped by him, and healed and restored as new.

He dropped his finger, and a golden holy seal was planted on the spirit image.

Bai Lian's palms were loose, with a natural expression, allowing the spirit to sink into the sky under his feet, fall into the ground, and sink into the soil.

(ps: In order to create a good physical and mental state, Beibei spent money to invite private chats to exercise. He would go to the gym for an hour every day. He hoped that his physical fitness could be effectively improved and he worked hard to return to the state of double change. These days I just started training for the devil, my body hurts everywhere, and I feel like I’ve been exhausted and weak. Sometimes it will be updated later, but my body should gradually get better and better.)
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