The six senses looked at the ninety-nine wrapped under the thorns that exuded the sweet taste of desire and blood.
It's not sure whether she can hear her own words.
Blood and tears flowed slowly from her chapped eyes along her beautiful face, but she still had a smile on her lips. Under her gentle skin, she plunged into the quagmire without hesitation.
Her body slowly moved closer, and the thorns and thorns were intertwined with each other and growing on each other.
As the thorns growing and spreading from the six consciousnesses approached, the True Ancestor Evil God seemed to smell the scent from the six consciousnesses that was so rich that it seemed to exude the sweet fragrance of ripe fruits and felt real pleasure.
As if giving a favor, the evil god actually took the initiative to disperse the thorns, revealing a delicate, pale and weak palm.
Liu Shi grasped the palm without hesitation. She lowered her head and smiled: "I have always let you face all this alone. Now, I am here to accompany you."
The pale palm held by her was limp and limp, completely losing all signs of life. Under the cold temperature, she could no longer feel the breath of any soul.
Liu Shi's lips moved slightly, and a bitter smile appeared involuntarily.
Also, since ancient times, any soul that sacrifices itself to the evil god never returns.
Doomed to be lost forever in the darkness that cannot be found.
"Two troublemakers!"
Shu Ci complained coldly. She was completely too lazy to pay attention to Fang Geyu's mood at the moment, and said in a cold voice:
"If I had known that two little puppets could create such a big trouble one after another, it would have been easier and easier to kill them all."
Balian thoughtfully reminded: "At that time, you were still a little demon fox with no cultivation. Before you even thought about killing them, Fu Luo could kill you with one finger."
Shu Ci felt that there was no more conversation to be had today. She rolled her eyes coldly and said, "What are you going to do next?"
Obviously, if you want to summon Balian, who has unparalleled swordsmanship, full aura, and looks more like a saint emperor than the Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan, you need to use the medium of Immortal Tears.
But that ninety-nine was a dead ghost who had dug the immortal tears out of Balian's bones early in the morning.
Now among these six senses, who has the ability to exhaust her power?
Rely on those trash in the sky who have all their desires drained away?
Thinking of this, Shu Ci felt annoyed and also felt ridiculous.
With the evil god in charge, not only the immortals in the sky but also the Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan, all their heavenly abilities are useless.
Even she herself was helpless against the True Ancestor Evil God.
Facing this kind of monster with a huge spiritual body that possesses the ability to parasitize, everything is useless.
The desire to fight is also a kind of reckless desire. At this moment, gathering the power of all the immortals to fight to the death with the True Ancestor Evil God will not only fail to kill the evil god, but will only strengthen its power unilaterally.
After all, not everyone has a karmic protective body like Balian.
But now Balian does not have the power of a saint like before. Although he is in the fifth level of the Heshen realm, he has good cultivation, but he can face the six senses of making a wish to the True Ancestor Evil God in exchange for powerful power.
How could he have the upper hand against Ninety-nine and remain invincible like he did just now?
However, Jinxian Weitu, who respectfully bowed his head and stood before the Immortal Zhan Zhengzheng, who kept pinching his fingers to calculate, paused, and the dark and death-like secrets running on his fingertips actually flashed a fleeting spiritual light at this moment.
The way he ran the heavenly calculations was the same as before, and he didn't force it in the slightest. Instead, he squeezed a glimmer of life out of this dead situation.
Jinxian Weitu's eyes were dull for a moment, and then he looked at Xianzun Zhuzhan.
Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan naturally noticed the change in the secret at his fingertips. He narrowed his eyes and looked thoughtfully at the corpse demon boy whose fairy power was ebbing away like the ebb tide.
Looking at each other from a distance, he clearly felt the changes in the aura in Bailian's body, the two forces of light and darkness balancing each other in one body.
It is definitely not the unreasonable state of spiritual power and sword power as before.
But he, who was both good and evil, half immortal and half demon, allowed Jinxian Weitu's divination to calculate a glimmer of hope.
Thinking of this, the corners of Immortal Zhu Zhan's lips couldn't help but evoke a self-deprecating sneer: "I thought that I have been a saint for hundreds of thousands of years, but today when disaster strikes, I can only sit in a well and watch the sky."
Jin Xian Wei Tu counted the faint flicker of life between his fingers, hesitating in his voice, and asked the same question as Shu Ci: "Immortal Lord, what should we do next?"
Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan withdrew his gaze from Bailian. He let out a soft laugh from his nose, but there was no smile on his face.
Like a mortal in this world, he lifted up the hem of his divine robe, sat comfortably on the ground, and said calmly: "Let's just... let's see what we can do."
The tone of the shopkeeper was dismissive.
Balian calmed down the turmoil after the reunion of Corpse Pearl and said: "She is not the only person in this world who can make wishes."
Shu Ci thought of his karmic wish-making method that was almost cheating, and suddenly understood, and said:
"In that case, why didn't you deal with the evil god by making a wish early in the morning, and why did you go to such trouble to summon that bumbling guy?"
Balian said helplessly: "The Evil God has its own rules for making wishes. If I wish to have the power to kill the Evil God, it would obviously be unrealistic. What's more, Fu Huo is different from the six senses. She..."
At this point, he paused and his eyes became a little complicated: "Her inner defense is far beyond the reach of her six senses. If she closes her eyes and retracts her heart, no wish in this world will be able to reach the ears of the evil god."
Therefore, summoning Sword Master An to consume the ninety-nine is a necessary process.
Shu Ci understood the key question and just nodded. He didn't ask more about Bai Lian's chances of winning. He just slowly shook the eight tails behind him, patted his shoulders and said, "I got it. You should have done it earlier."
Come back some..."
At the end, he said without worry: "You have to save some of your karma. If you use it all to make wishes, how will you be able to feed us in the future?"
Balian was confused when he heard what he said, and he was confused. He was about to ask Karma what happened to her, but Shu Ci had already pushed him out one after another.
"Hurry up and resolve the matter. We don't want to continue to look like this."
This time, Balian's wish was not heard by everyone, he only made a wish silently in his heart.
No one knew what kind of wish he made, and he disappeared into the city without seeing how he displayed his body.
The next moment, he appeared under the contaminated Heavenly Holy Sword Mountain.
Fang Geyu raised her head and glanced twice. Because the distance was too far, she couldn't even see Bailian's outline, so she had to look away and said:
"Actually, he can make a wish to kill the ninety-nine and six consciousnesses. This can save a lot of trouble."
Shu Ci glanced at her sideways and said, "You little girl are saying something against your will again. If he really does this, you will still cry."
It seems that Shu Ci also understands the truth. He is as smart as her. Just a moment ago, he said that the two puppets were troublemakers and she should just kill them to save trouble.
But he didn't say anything to remind Bailian that he could kill the two of them by making a wish.
With the support of the power of wishing, Balian came to the foot of Tiansheng Sword Mountain.
He looked at the two figures that were wrapped in thorns and could still see the outlines of human figures, and was about to raise his hand to touch them.
Unlike Jiujiu who was swallowed up by the thorns, the incarnation of the evil god, and lost all trace of his figure, half of his face was still visible outside the thorns.
Although some thorns grew out of her eyes, she could still see through her eyes that Balian, who was outside the thorns, was reaching out in the direction of ninety-nine.
"You are not allowed to touch her!"
The eyes of Six Senses suddenly became deeply focused, full of fierce light, like some kind of animal that was under stress. The thorns around her suddenly stood up like sharp thorns.
It actually directly broke through Bailian's body of the corpse demon, and several sharp thorns and vines penetrated his palm.
At the same time, an unexpected scene happened.
In front of Balian's eyes, in the airtight thorns that tightly wrapped Jiujiu, thin and dense scarlet blood began to spread at an alarming speed.
Even though the appearance of Jiujiu could not be clearly seen at the moment, the eyes were full of scarlet, and the smell of pain emanating from Jiujiu's body under the thorns could be clearly smelled in the air.
The speed of Tiansheng Sword Mountain, which was slowly descending into the world, suddenly increased without warning at this moment, like a rapidly falling meteorite, slamming into the human earth.
The smell of pain swept through the world, and the Haohao Snow Mountains that stretched outside Shifang City instantly collapsed, and the ground cracked with avalanches!
All the surrounding terrain was razed to the ground, with ruins and mountains covered in smoke and dust.
When the pitch-black mountain touched the human earth, the black shadow fluid spread across the earth as if eternal night had fallen.
But in just a short moment, countless extremely turbid things from the earth that had been deposited for hundreds of millions of years seemed to have grown out of the back soil.
It's like opening up the scene of the vestibule of hell where thousands of ghosts howl, which has never been seen before.
The black deep mud not only spreads around the earth, but even spreads deep into the earth like liquid seeping into the soil.
All the mountains and mountains behind it are unstoppable.
This turbid air seems to penetrate directly into this earth of hundreds of thousands of feet, reaching the Nine Netherworld Palace.
The evil power of the evil god, which directly comes into contact with the earth without any puppet medium, completely infects the world in an instant.
In an instant, all the resentment, evil, hatred, and evil that had been in the world for thousands of years were evaporated.
Densely deformed and mutated things were born and crawled out of the black mud on their own without a creator.
On the territory of this human world, a terrifying and boundless netherworld is drawn.
The climbers in the city, including the Sea Immortal and the Supreme Immortal on the city, when they saw the gloomy blackness of the abyss with their own eyes, they couldn't help but feel that their feet were about to slip off the edge of the abyss.
An inexplicable, unexplained feeling of ecstasy and fear that came from nowhere, two extremely complex emotions that were superimposed and throbbing.
At the same time, as the black mud grew, greedy, bloodthirsty, resentful and dirty beasts seemed to grow in the hearts of the people who saw this scene.
The thorns growing out of the mountains greedily devoured everything, and among the thorns were two puppets.
As if nourished and irrigated by all these negative desires, the fruits of taboos that violate human ethics will mature.
The bright red fluid dyed the human-shaped thorns deep red.
It was as if Liu Sense's body could not bear the influx of huge desire and pain, and the thorns on her body tightened closer and closer to her, as if they wanted to break all the bones in her body.
Her face was filled with unbearable pain.
Even so, she still did not make a wish to the True Ancestor Evil God to pray for salvation.
The wound on Balian's palm that was pierced by the thorn began to turn black and fester, but the wish he made to the True Ancestor Evil God also began to take effect at this moment.
It was different from when I made a wish to the True Ancestor Evil God in the cold tower not long ago.
The wish he made at this moment seems to be beyond common sense, so the karma to offset that wish is also extremely huge.
At that moment, all the karma in Balian's body was completely consumed.
It takes such a huge amount of karma to achieve such a wish. It seems that as the power of the True Ancestor Evil God recovers, its control over the rules is getting bigger and bigger.
Balian was not surprised by this, it seemed that everything was being cleared up.
But the next moment, the silent changes inside his body really shocked him.
The squandered karma is like water being sucked out of the surface of moist soil. After disappearing for a moment, under the soil, it is like a huge abyss hiding the tip of an iceberg.
His bones were swollen and painful, and black energy surged up all over his body. The emptied karma was refilled in an instant.
No one knows where those unknown karma come from and how vast and deep their root system is.
Balian wanted to continue to consume the evil god's power by making wishes.
But he once again discovered that the True Ancestor Evil God was able to infinitely weaken his fatal weakness after being fed with desires, extending the interval between Balian's wishes.
Sure enough, no matter what kind of enemy it is, it is safest to nip it in the cradle.
However, if the True Ancestor Evil God can be eliminated in such a simple way, then it cannot be an evil god.
Balian has always controlled his emotions very steadily.
He didn't feel any regrets.
He just tightened the thorns that pierced his palm with his backhand and leaned forward with all his might.
At the same time, more thorns came from all directions, wrapping around him tightly and dragging them into the mountain...
Fang Geyu's expression tightened and he lost his voice: "Is he crazy?!"
Shu Ci's mood didn't change much. She was about to speak, but Fang Geyu's tense expression calmed down. She murmured: "He is really crazy."
Shu Ci looked at her quietly and said nothing in the end.
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The moment he entered the polluted Jianshan Mountain, all the thorns and vines that bound Balian around him disappeared.
He knew that he had entered the world of illusion.
The air was filled with the smell of blood as thick as rust.
Above the head was a sky filled with haze, and corpses lay everywhere. As far as the eye could see, pieces of dried internal organs and bones were sprayed all over the ground.
But before his eyes, there was an ancient city that had been in flames for thousands of years.
That is Shifang City.
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