long night walk

Chapter 1187
The sympathetic smile on the face of the evil god froze, and through the pale and cold fingers, and the faint icy blue lake water, it saw a pair of eyes that were as black as stagnant water.

"It's so noisy, do you think... I have a choice?"

The two bodies were stacked up and down, sinking in the water for a long time.

But the torrent-like sound of heavy rain hitting the lake has never faded away.

99's dark pupils with no whites visible still lacked any real color.

The patter of the rainstorm hitting the lake was all around my ears.

99's head, which was pulled backward by those silk threads, suddenly lifted up.

She raised her eyelids, and looked at the True Ancestor Evil God with her cold eyes through countless intertwined and floating silk threads.

"You really feel that you have peeked into my heart. With such a face, calling this name, and getting the same memory as her, with a bewitching tone, do you really think you are her?"

99 was expressionless, and his head was forced to be pulled back and raised, as if the rusty joints had lost oil and were struggling to lift.

Similarly, her sagging arms and her bent body began to rise stiffly and slowly, returning to their original positions.

The silk thread floating in the water was straightened by her.

99 stretched his five fingers lightly, stretched a handful of silk thread behind his wrist, tightened his fingers, and pulled hard towards him in the opposite direction.

The True Ancestor Evil God found himself wrapped around his arm by a silk thread floating in the water.

It was entangled by the thread of its own desire.

Under that forceful pull, 99 didn't mind the approach of the evil god, and even took the initiative to pull it closer, so that the tip of his nose touched the tip of his nose.

The desire formed by the thick black mist that is as thick as substance, for a moment, it is not clear who it is emanating from.

At this moment, 99 found her true heart from the abyss of desire, but she was still in the torrent of desire, and she still couldn't see the whites of her dark eyes.

The eyes, which were so calm that they were almost strange, seemed to reflect the sky, the earth, the nebula, and everything in the world.

She exudes a strange and viscous black mist desire substance all over her body, but her eyes are difficult to reflect half of her original desire.

"But it's really noisy..."

99's lips raised a cold arc: "Don't you know that my master has always spoken very little?"

"You really made me have a very boring dream."

"But dolls shouldn't have dreams.

You bewitched me like a human being and dragged me into the abyss with dreams as bait?From the very beginning, you did it wrong. "

99 lifted her head back even higher, and her arm bones made a creaking sound like rusty joint friction.

She gritted her teeth and laughed, raised her slender neck, blood overflowed from her lips and melted into the water.

99 almost unreasonably grasped the layers of silk threads around his neck, with such force that his nails even scratched through that layer of skin, and his fingers sank deep into it, grabbing the threads with all his strength and pulling them out brutally.

The sharp silk thread cut the skin during the pulling process, and blood gushed out, staining the water red.

She was like a koi fish caught in a fishing net, struggling in the net.

Even if the scales are scraped off by the sharp wires, and the skin is rolled up and injured, it is necessary to fight to the death.

99 broke free from the fishing net threads covered in bruises, but she did not let go of the evil god's body.

She suddenly raised a bloody arm, spread her five fingers, and those silk threads floating in the water came from her palm, dancing and intertwined to form a translucent spear.

The tip of the gun was aimed at the evil god's back.

The True Ancestor Evil God sensed the sharpness behind him, but it still looked down at 99's face emotionlessly.

It blinked very slowly, then smiled slightly.

The evil god's palm still caressed 99's cheek, and said with a leisurely smile:

"Your soul is more valuable than I imagined, and I allow you to let it go."

99 The arm holding the gun suddenly bent!

puff!

The long spear condensed by thousands of threads of desire pierced through the bodies of the two at the same time.

The blood of the evil god merged with the blood of Yinghuo.

The hearth under 99's chest was completely polluted into a pitch black color, and his eyes, which couldn't tell the white from the pupils at all, turned into two bottomless black holes.

Like an endless abyss, there is a chilling, strange and ominous atmosphere spreading.

"Cthulhu, don't even think about going to other places, just stay in my body and rot with my soul."

The taste of desire from evil gods, the pleasure of decay and indulging.

There is an abyss below her, and she leads the evil gods to fall and sink, and they rush to the fascination of death together.

Indulging in the sweet poison of desire, sucking it down to the depths of your lungs.

The face of the evil god pierced by the spear began to become blurred, and its body dissolved like melting ice, wrapping 99's body in all directions.

99 sank into it, gradually absorbing the melted body of the evil god into his own body.

Her body covered in black mist slowly floated out of the lake.

99 opened his dark eyes.

Consciousness returns, the world is under the vision, and the sound of wind and rain is still in the ears.

It's just that this cool drizzle is completely different from the torrential rain in Caixin Lake just now.

The night is like smoke, and the warm rain that is as thin as a cow's hair all over the sky, falling on the body is cool, and it is as light as powder and doffing gauze. It is not so much rain as it is more like moist smoke.

The holy golden sword light shines all over the earth, crossing over 99's face, but it can't illuminate her pair of pitch-black eyes without whites.

There was no humanity at all in her eyes, only extreme indifference and madness.

It seems that it has been a long time, but in the real world it is only a short moment.

Those shadow wizards who were brought into the sky above the sky by the golden sword intent were still swimming upstream.

Once sucked into the holy sword mountain that day, the shadow witch will be swept away and purified by the extreme sword intent.

Bai Lian looked deeply at 99, whose eyes were completely dark, with an unprecedented solemn expression.

Although he couldn't capture the soul of the true ancestor of the evil god, he could still sense the changes in 99's body at that moment just now.

But 99 gave him a slight smile without emotion, and said: "I admit that you at this moment are unmatched in strength, but sometimes, you are not just blindly strong, relying solely on strength, you can turn the tide and save all living beings."

The sword light covered by the wind and rain fell faintly in her eyes, but it still couldn't reflect the slightest light.

But Bai Lian could clearly feel that 99's eyes fell on him.

Is looking at him carefully.

"You are very strong, but at this moment you lack the ability to love others, so today...you are destined not to be able to save anyone."

99 smiled strangely at him, then opened her arms, stretched her ten fingers, and thousands of silk threads stretched out from her ten fingers quickly and infinitely, as if threading a needle through a thread, counting the bodies of the rising shadow witches in the sky string together.

Not one will fall.

At first, Bai Lian thought that she was trying to resist and struggle in this way, and forced these shadow witches who were full of the desire of the immortals to stay in the world in this way.

But who would have thought that at the next moment, her ten fingers moved together, and those shadow witches danced gracefully like countless dolls controlled by her fingers.

The translucent silk thread danced quickly in the air, under the refraction of the sword light, it looked like countless golden threads fluttering, and the slender and flexible thread made a terrible storm sound in the sky.

And driven by those silk threads.

Countless shadow witches did not return to the back of the immortal, but followed the sword intent of Tian Ce's Junshan sword and rose rapidly to the direction of the Holy Sword Mountain that day.

And the countless silk threads connected to 99's fingers were also like bait lines, lifting her body lightly, flying high like a slender kite.

The slender body was quickly swallowed up by the golden light that exuded the brilliance in everyone's sight.

Seeing this scene, the immortals who suffered from shadow witches were both puzzled and delighted.

"Could it be that this scourge knew that his plot had failed, and he was about to be judged by the immortal, and he was disheartened, so he took the initiative to commit suicide?"

"I think the real body of this thief is Yinghuo, a puppet from Shifang City. Yinghuo was created by Snow Maiden, the daughter of the Golden Fairy. She has always only obeyed the orders of Snow Maiden. How could she collude with the evil gods today and murder all the immortals?" ?!"

"Could it be that more than ten years ago, Snow Maiden's fall had a hidden meaning. Could it be that she was blown up to kill the golden cicada and escaped her shell, but she was actually secretly manipulating the doll Yingzhuo to create such a terrifying conspiracy."

Holding the six senses in his hand, Fang Geyu, who was coming out of the cold tower, suddenly heard the words and conversations of these immortals, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.

The sharp-eyed immortal saw Fang Geyu's appearance, and analyzed vigorously:

"Regardless of whether Snow Maiden is dead or not, the puppet Yinghuo is passed down from generation to generation. If she takes any action, she must be following someone's orders.

The puppet Yingzhuo has such a misfortune today, the suspicion of Shifang City is not insignificant, this time he returns to the world, he must go up and ask the immortals, and need to send immortal envoys down to investigate this Shifang City? ! "

Immediately, some immortals heard that these speeches were quite annoying, Jinxian Weitu snorted coldly and said:
"As you said, the master of Zhong Hua's Immortal Mansion is Xue Fu's father. So, does it mean that Mr. Chu Liang is also under serious suspicion, and he has to be handcuffed so that he can go to trial?"

The immortal who spoke so eloquently just now turned embarrassed, with fear in his eyes: "Master Wei Tu, you are too serious...you are so serious..."

Shifang City is nothing more than a small force in the world. Even though its financial resources are strong enough to shake the Three Realms, in terms of its real strength, it is not as good as the three sects in the world.

It's not a problem to make a good interrogation.

But the status of the master of the Zhonghua Immortal Mansion is completely different, they are not qualified to interrogate just saying that he is among the Golden Immortals.

Not to mention the execution of the Immortal Realm, even if the entire Immortal Prison wants to interrogate a Golden Immortal, it must be carefully considered.

Not to mention that this Zhonghua Immortal Mansion is not under the jurisdiction of the Zhili Shangqing Immortal Realm, Zhonghua Immortal Mansion is one of the four mansions of Kunlun Jingxu, and its status is outstanding.

If you want to move Chu Liang, it means breaking ground on the emperor's head.

The consequences of offending such a predator in the fairy world are definitely not something they can afford.

Immortal Venerable Zhu Zhan's expression was far from relaxed and carefree like the group of immortals. His brows were lowered, and his expression became more and more serious. He glanced at Bai Li'an deeply from the side, and said:

"This is not right, the body that has absorbed the body of the evil god is absolutely impossible to seek death on its own initiative!"

As soon as the words were spoken, before Bai Lian could respond, Immortal Venerable Zhu Zhan was stunned.

A very strange thought suddenly came to mind.

Why did he always want to ask this young man for his opinion frequently while resisting the evil god.

When... did he treat this young corpse demon as an equal?

As soon as this idea arose, Immortal Venerable Zhu Zhan was startled and sweated profusely.

Such a state of mind is very similar to the way he got along with the generals who had not fallen into the devil back then.

As an emperor, he is holy and aloof, that is the aloofness of a person.

There are only a handful of people who can let him subconsciously communicate with each other and ask for opinions on the battlefield.

As the master of the six realms, the immortal Zhu Zhan knows that in this world, no one can sit on an equal footing with him and have the same state of mind.

Even for Kunlun Shencang Nanyi, who is extremely talented and is the strongest among the five, Xianzun Zhuzhan has the intention of suppressing her, and will never allow her lonely status to be shaken in the slightest.

But how could this young man be able to make him so relaxed? !

Immortal Venerable Zhu Zhan was suicidal in his heart, but he saw Bai Lian's body shaking violently in the sky, and his face suddenly turned pale, as if his body had suffered an invisible heavy injury.

He clutched his chest, leaned forward, and vomited a mouthful of blood.

What is eye-catching is that the pool of blood turned out to be a deep black color.

Bai Li'an calmly wiped away the blood from the corner of his lips, and he glanced sideways at Immortal Zhu Zhan, capturing the serious killing intent in his eyes.

I couldn't help laughing and thinking to myself.

He used to be Zhu Zhan's favorite successor of immortality. The relationship between them was half teacher and half friend. Even on the most dangerous battlefield, they were able to give each other their backs.

Now, in his eyes, he has become a heretical monster.

Bai Lian, who has simply experienced the vicissitudes of life in the world, has long been indifferent to the relationship between life and death, and his heart is not bound, so he is not bad.

With his state of mind at the moment, he can't afford too many disturbances.

He said calmly: "Things have indeed become more and more difficult, Yinghuo is more difficult to deal with than I imagined.

She turned herself into the eye of desire, threw herself into the Heavenly Sacred Sword Mountain, absorbed the desire of the heaven and the earth with her heart, tried to pollute the Fallen Heaven Sacred Sword Mountain with negative emotions such as the resentment of the heaven and the earth, the hatred of the heaven and the earth, the hostility of the heaven and the earth.

If she succeeds, the thousands of sword intents slashed out by my sword will turn into the most terrifying sword of desire in the world, directly cutting people's hearts, and there will be no room for change. "

Even when he said such a horrible thing, Bai Lian's eyes were still calm, and his blood-stained thin lips opened and closed, all of which were indifferent to life and death:
"So far, the gods and Buddhas have no way to cross, and they will perish for ten thousand kalpas."

As soon as the words fell, as if to verify the authenticity of what he said, the sky rumbled, and the sword mountain, which was full of holy golden brilliance, began to rumble and fell from the Nine Heavens.

An extremely shocking picture appeared before the eyes of the world.

No matter where you are, as long as you can look up at the sky, you can see that the golden sword mountain is falling.

(End of this chapter)