But it was too late for him to regret it. Now he could no longer escape casually. The immortal evil thought was rapidly taking shape and growing inside his will. He wanted to annihilate this evil thought but found that he could not do it. He thought that this immortal thought was impossible. Demonic thoughts are also immortal.
After he cultivated everything in himself into immortal thoughts, his thoughts could no longer be annihilated. As long as one thought still existed, he would not die.
The same is true for this immortal evil thought. Even Wanwuyi himself cannot destroy it because it is immortal.
At this moment, Wan Wuyi suddenly felt that he had reaped the consequences, because his immortal thoughts were immortal, so the immortal demon thoughts generated were also immortal, and had the same power and mystery as his immortal thoughts. .
All of this is extremely funny, but it really happened. This is where the heresy is restrained by the devil. The constraints are too great.
Zhang Qian had already sensed the immortal demonic thought that appeared in Wanwuyi's immortal thought through the curse Pangu. This immortal demonic thought was not controlled by Wanwuyi, but was controlled by the cursed Pangu.
By cursing Pangu, Zhang Qian could control it like an arm and a finger.
Under Zhang Qian's control and command, the immortal demonic thoughts generated by the Wanwuyi Immortal Thoughts crazily resisted him, and in a crazy manner, bit his immortal thoughts and competed for his power.
"Zhang Qian!!"
Wan Wuyi roared, and his murderous intention towards Zhang Qian was unstoppable. This man was his nemesis. He had mastered such a terrifying magic method. If he did not die, he would never have peace.
He didn't know yet that there was a Tongtian Cult Master in the ancient world. If he knew how terrifying Tongtian Cult Master's first magic power was, Tongtian Cult Master would also become one of the people he must kill.
"It's foolproof. What are my methods? I've told you before that you're asking for trouble by coming here. You will not be my opponent!"
"Shut up, how could I be defeated by a sinister villain like you? Do you think you can defeat me because you have mastered the holy magic of magic? I am invincible!"
His infallible arrogance was visible to the naked eye. He controlled billions of divine swords and held Zhang Qian's divine sword against him again and again, trying to find the gaps and flaws in these divine swords to hit Zhang Qian. As long as he hit Zhang Qian once, he would be defeated. I am confident that I will severely injure Zhang Qian.
However, so far in the battle, he has not hit even once, and Zhang Qian has not leaked any flaws. The divine sword flying in the sky has made up for all the flaws while showing the swordsmanship that is above the peak.
Zhang Qian was not transcendent. Of course there were flaws in his swordsmanship, but these flaws only appeared for a very short time and passed by in an instant, leaving no time for Wuyi to catch them.
As soon as he saw the flaws, they had already disappeared, and Wuyi discovered that his method was too single. Except for the way of the sword, the other magical powers and techniques were of no use and could not affect Zhang Qian.
Zhang Qian always maintains a round light shield. This light shield is composed of the original Taoist text, which contains unparalleled defensive power, leaving Wanwuyi helpless.
Although he also mastered the original teachings, he was unable to use the original teachings to break through this barrier. This is a paradox.
On the other hand, Zhang Qian only blocked his attack with a sword that he had not used for a long time, and he was still able to do so with ease. This did not include Zhang Qian's magic method and many useless methods.
This gave Wanwuyi a deep sense of crisis. He returned to the ancient world with the determination to reach the top and plan for transcendence. Even Zhang Qian blocked him. Where were the others? Where were the saints?
He didn't know that Zhang Qian's power far exceeded those of the saints. His past impression made him think that Zhang Qian was just an insidious villain who was hiding in the dark and constantly making plans, and was not a strong man.
Little did he know that his past impression had harmed him. Zhang Qian was too good at hiding and too forbearing. He never revealed his full strength, and what he showed was only the tip of the iceberg.
It's impossible to figure out his true identity, and one can only guess based on past impressions.
Wan Wuyi is the first person to suffer a loss, and it is conceivable that he will not be the last.
Those saints, whether they were the Saints of Shiyuan or the Saints of Houtu, all breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that Zhang Qian could block Wan Wuyi, their fear and fear of Wan Wuyi slowly dissipated.
They also don't understand Zhang Qian's true strength, and only look at Zhang Qian based on their own impressions and judgments. In their impression, Zhang Qian is not very strong if you say he is strong, and he is not very weak if you say he is weak. And his combat power is erratic. , sometimes high and sometimes low, sometimes able to defeat terrifying and powerful enemies, and sometimes tied with some ordinary strong ones.
This made it impossible for everyone to figure out how high Zhang Qian's combat power was. It can be said that he confused everyone.
Wan Wuyi is becoming more and more impatient, because the immortal evil thought in his immortal thought is getting stronger and stronger. The scary thing is that he can't stop the growth of this immortal evil thought at all.
Because after all, this immortal evil thought is also a part of him, a part of himself. Unless he decisively gives up this part of power and repels this immortal evil thought from his body, otherwise this will not be possible. The desire to destroy demons will become stronger and stronger.
This immortal evil thought is a cancer in his body. However, if he rejects this immortal evil thought cruelly, it will be equivalent to losing half of his strength and even his origin.
Cutting off the immortal evil thoughts is equivalent to splitting oneself in two and giving up half of the source of one's power. How can one give it up?
From this we can also see the extent to which the devil has restrained himself from the insidious heresy.
But there is no way, this is the price, the price you have to pay while being able to ignore ninety-nine percent of the supernatural treasures in the world, and even resist the punishment of God.
Every path has flaws. Unless you transcend yourself and then use the power of detachment to repeat your own path and make up for the flaws, this is the ultimate principle of the universe and cannot be changed.
Zhang Qian had long imagined the scene of fighting Wan Wuyi countless times and had deduced it countless times. No matter how he deduced it, he understood that the magic way was the ultimate way to deal with Wan Wuyi.
Now I'm trying my hand at it, and it turns out that it is indeed the case. When the demonic intention of the first magic skill is faced with nothing, it shows an unparalleled effect.
"Wan Wuyi, if I were you, I would decisively cut off the immortal demonic thoughts and give up half of the source of my power. Otherwise, you will be completely infected by the demonic thoughts and become a real immortal demonic thought. I am very happy. Looking forward to that scene!”
Zhang Qian said playfully.
"You deserve to die!"
Wan Wuyi gritted his teeth with hatred. He realized that his desire to defeat Zhang Qian was a fool's errand. This insidious villain did not know how many tricks and trump cards he had hidden. If he continued, just like Zhang Qian said, the Immortal Demonic Mind Society would It grew stronger and stronger, until it was beyond control, even overwhelming his own desire for immortality, and it was not impossible to completely demonize him.
"I remember, Zhang Qian, don't be complacent. When I find a way to resist the evil influence, it will be your death. I don't believe that in this vast world, there is no treasure that can resist the evil intention!"
Wan Wuyi roared with hatred, while a look of determination flashed in his eyes, and he chopped out the immortal demonic thought that was still devouring his power crazily.
Roar……!
A pitch-black demonic shadow appeared, and Wanwuyi himself became much more illusory to the naked eye. The immortal demonic thought he chopped out contained nearly half of his original power!