The demon god's eyes were about to burst, as if he had been greatly humiliated: "The power of a whole clan, is this what you call it?!"
Bailian's eyes were even more serious and fierce than those of the demon god.
"If the Demon God wants to discuss with me the value of a clan's strength, in my eyes, they are just 'these things'. Regardless of value, they are a clan together, but they are distinct and self-reliant lives when divided.
It was up to you to decide whether you would live or die.
The Lord Demon God was angry, so the Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan used the strong methods of the superior to suppress the demon body with a golden seal, controlling it forever and not being able to be free. This was to oppress the demons and suppress the foreign races.
But as the leader of the demon clan, the demon god is talking about the value of the demon clan. Even the demon god himself feels that the evil demons in the sea should measure their own significance by value, rather than independent lives.
What position and qualifications do you have to criticize me here?"
Balian's words were not very fierce, but they could not be said to be very polite. His steady tone and gentle words conveyed a sense of unwavering belief.
The demon god fell into a brief daze again.
In this world, neither Cangnan Yi, who was sealed in him, nor Immortal Zhu Zhan, his lifelong enemy, had ever said in such a calm and matter-of-fact manner that he was not worthy of his 'position' and 'qualification'.
This guy is pretty tough.
How dare you say such words in front of his face.
Doesn't he know that even if he has cultivated the demon body at this moment, his demon poison is indeed powerless to him, but how can the realms of cultivation between the two be the same?
This kid is a smart man. Even though he has many opportunities, he still understands that the difference between them is incomparable.
There is really no taboo at all. I have completely angered him here and educated him so rudely, but he is still powerful enough to swallow him up until nothing is left.
But the strange thing is that the demon god was not angry at all. After being stunned for a long time, he realized that Balian's attitude was serious.
He lowered his eyes and chuckled twice, but he didn't know what to say. Under the suppression of this large array of seals, the numb soul that had been cut into nothingness and no longer existed in the physical body seemed to have gradually regained some consciousness.
The demon god slowly exhaled a breath of mysterious frost from his mouth, and looked at Balian's deep and slender silhouette in the shadow as if he was sleepwalking. His heart seemed to suddenly move slightly, and an inexplicable feeling of confusion came over him.
As if he had encountered something incomprehensible, he remained silent for a long time, without waiting for any more words from Balian, before he slowly opened his mouth and asked softly:
"Do you really...think this way?"
Facing the demon god who had subtly lowered his posture for some unknown reason, Balian looked at him strangely and said: "If I really wanted to take these demons for my own use, why would I bother to come here?"
Coming here, it is simply forbidden now, so I will find a secluded place by myself and tame them one by one.
I clearly know that you, Lord Demon God, are the masters and leaders of the Golden Sea, but for me to bring your children and grandchildren to this Jialan Cave without any foresight, isn’t it the same as looking for trouble?”
The demon god's mind was surging, his eyes flashed twice, and he whispered: "There are more than hundreds or thousands of demon clan here, there is a whole clan. If you cut off the golden seal of the Emperor Immortal on its body one by one like the black tiger, it will be possible
Exhaust all the power of Hanyu Pond.
Do you know what you can get in exchange for using this power on the demon and fairy people of Kunlun Mountain?"
How could he not see that Bai Lian was hiding half of the Divine Source of Water?
The demon god just doesn't know why he, as a corpse demon, can match and resonate with the most spiritual things in the fairy world to such an extent?
Even if Junhuang Chenghuang possesses the complete Sishui Divine Source, he cannot reach the level where he can only control half of the Sishui Divine Source at this moment.
But no matter how skillfully he uses this water divine source, he will eventually squander the power of the divine source among the countless corpse flower demon clan.
If he insists on erasing the Golden Seal of the Emperor Immortal on them one by one, Han Yuchi will be exhausted due to excessive consumption, and may lose every bit of spiritual power, and will eventually end up exhausted and difficult to survive.
Hanyu Pond is the first heavenly pond formed by pure snow from the sky and the earth on the top of Kunlun Snow Mountain. It cannot withstand such a one-time squandering. Once the original power is exhausted, there will really be no such Hanyu Pond in this world.
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As the source of the common water of heaven and earth, the source of Sishui will not be drained of its spiritual energy by the needs of the clan, but once it is consumed in such a majestic amount, I am afraid that in the past thousand years, this source of Sishui will be destroyed.
There is no way he can return to the current state where he can use it at will.
The Demon God is convinced that both Han Yuchi and Sishui Shenyuan are one of Balian's important trump cards.
What he did today, to wipe out the golden seal of the Emperor Immortal, was tantamount to fighting against heaven and fighting against the emperor.
Head-on resistance to the imperial order issued by Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan.
Immortal Lord Zhu Zhan is the co-owner of heaven and earth, and Balian acts like this. Every time he erases a golden seal with his own hands, the karma of heaven and earth will naturally fall on him alone.
It is not easy to destroy these countless golden seals of the demon clan, and it is even more difficult to absorb this pile of accumulated karma.
Only a fool would do such a thankless thing.
But the corpse demon boy in front of him is clearly not a fool, he is smarter than anyone in the world.
He will not fail to understand the pros and cons.
But he still... still plans to do it.
"In exchange for what?" Balian lowered his eyes and chuckled. Reflected in the clear light of this mysterious frost, his ice-blue vertical pupils showed a somewhat bright and clear luster.
He let out a long sigh, and his voice was as cold as the clear water in an ancient well: "If everything in the world had to be made in exchange for measurement, then the world would be so boring.
I was born mediocre and a weak person who was bullied, so I gave up on myself in difficult situations. However, in the darkness of desperate situation, someone gave me a chance to live and gave me a choice to protect myself.
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I just hope that they can be found again in this world after being abandoned for so long."
Balian stretched out a finger and took a wisp of petals floating in the air. He lowered his eyes and looked at the petals, and through the scarlet-blooded stamens, he could see the soul of the monster.
"I don't want to exchange for anything, I just feel like living alone... It's really ridiculous to be forced to live a life of killing, looting, gluttony, and ignorance."
The demon god listened to his words in trance, not knowing which sentence or word it came from, as if his heart was moved by something.
He twitched the corner of his mouth silently, thinking that he had long since stopped clinging to this, or that he no longer had any expectations for this world.
But he never thought that he would hear such words in the Jialan Cave, the place where his body was sealed and his freedom was lost for millions of years.
What's ridiculous is that he actually feels that his soul has never sat idle for millions of years just because of such words.
When did he become so easy to kill?
Just for such illusory words?
Even though this guy's words are all sincere, he is still a bit out of touch with reality.
What on earth was he expecting?
A corpse demon cultivated the demon path and began to meddle in other people's affairs in an attempt to change the fate of the evil demon clan.
But no matter how serious and persistent his mind is, can he really make these thousands of evil monsters choose to fight for freedom?
The rules of this world have already been set by others, and they will not change just because they find them boring.
What is the way of heaven? What is destiny?
It's like this kind of joke, something that cannot be controlled will eventually befall you and you will never be able to get rid of it.
Is it possible that he really hopes that this kid can really set this huge evil demon clan free after boiling down the Hanyu Pond and draining all the power out of it?
How can a pool of power be able to free an entire family that has been cultivated and cultivated for evil for millions of years?
Half of the tribe is free, but half of the tribe is still in ruins.
In this case, wouldn't it mean that fate has changed and it has gone the same way as Kunlun and Corridor Tianyuan.
But no matter what, there are still people like him in this world, and the demon god suddenly feels that the endless sealing career is not completely worth remembering and waiting for.
The demon god sighed softly and said: "The sky is high and the birds can fly. More, it is probably the abyss. There are some things in the world that are meaningless, that is, they are meaningless.
Rather than fighting for a moment of energy and wasting your efforts, it is better to accept the reality calmly, seek the best interests for yourself, tolerate the anger for a while, and wait until you have control over life and death, then you can..."
"I don't want to wait in vain." Balian interrupted the demon god's words with great disapproval. He turned around, stared and said: "When will it be time to take control of life and death? When will that be?
What if you miss the important people around you again and again, spend every day with regrets, and finally wait for the mature time?
I only know that adversity and poverty are like a furnace hammer. Those who can be tempered by it will benefit physically and mentally. Those who are not tempered by it will be troubled physically and mentally.
Even if you are in charge of everything, but you are trapped in your heart, in the end you will be nothing more than a common person on paper."
"Everyone is alive on paper..." The demon god was shocked, his face suddenly turned pale, his shoulders slowly slumped, and his too-tall and thin back also arched up little by little. As he stood there, he felt an inexplicable feeling of twilight.
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Bai Lian knew that if a person is locked away for a long time, it is always easy to feel sad. After seeing this demon god gradually enter his spiritual world.
He didn't say anything more to him.
After settling the black tiger, Balian was not in a hurry to continue summoning the corpse flower.
He sat cross-legged on the ground, with a demonic aura all over his body. After adjusting his spiritual power to the best state, he did not get up, and the beads in his ears danced in the wind.
The water flowed through his fingertips and turned into an icy blue feather like a jewel carving.
He still did not summon the Corpse Flower Monster, but held the feather between his fingers and waved it for a moment, while Balian fell into deep thought.
Why did he think of knocking on the Black Tiger Spirit Tower just now?
He has never learned the skill of the True Immortal Cult of knocking on the spiritual platform and enlightening his spiritual consciousness.
So where did his sudden state of mind come from?
Balian put the cold feather between his fingers between his eyebrows, feeling a cool feeling coming from it.
He closed his eyes and looked inward at his own small world of sea of consciousness.
In the boundless sea of silver frost consciousness, there are six different colors of light that are as bright as the stars.
On weekdays, Bailian's sea of consciousness is not like this.
When he was a zombie demon, half of his sea of consciousness was the bloody sea, and the other half was the pure white sea.
Now that he is physically in the body of a demon dragon, he responds to Xiao Bailong's Yinglong form. The Yinglong attribute cultivated is a breath of mysterious frost.
Therefore, the changes in this sea of consciousness change along with the changes in the attributes of the physical body.
There is an endless sea of frost and ice, and the 'territory' reflected by the six divine talismans is reflected under the sea.
The light on the map section ignited by these six talismans is much wider than it was at the beginning. It can be seen that the mental power tempered by reading at night in the Empress Wangchen Palace in recent days is no longer the same as before.
Seeing this scene, Bai Lian gradually became calm and clear.
He felt the tears of the immortal as he caressed his collarbone with his physical body, seeming to realize something.
Balian smiled slightly and communicated with his soul.
"The Venerable has been at the door of my heart for many years. Why don't you show up and meet me? I am confused about my practice. I hope the Venerable can give me some advice."
The six-path divine talisman that flickered silently suddenly shined brightly, and from that brilliance, billions of stars were born in an instant.
From among the billions of stars, a shadow stood out and stepped on the ice sea.
The moment your toes touched the ice sea, the vast ice surface melted into a truly flowing living sea.
The territory of the spiritual world ignited by the six talismans is like a real continent, swimming and changing in the world under the sea.
The power of time of eternity wanders between the body of that phantom.
Balian had already seen the outline of the phantom clearly, and said respectfully: "Junior Si Chen, I have met my father."
The phantom replied: "It's just a ray of residual god, there's no need to be so polite."
Bailian laughed and said: "Although it is a remnant god, it is the source of the god. It would be too wasteful to use it to kowtow the dead creature of the younger generation."
This ray of remnant spirit is extremely not simple.
The father's shadow was silent for a moment. He smiled deeply and said, "You can understand that this is a small preference that I have for you."
Balian did not agree with this argument and said calmly: "God exists in the nine heavens and does not show his extraordinary power in the mortal world. The order of the emperor has been established. He is the co-owner of heaven and earth. Any preference is a destruction of the order.
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Emperor Father laughed again and said: "I am no longer the co-owner of heaven and earth. This co-master is someone else. Therefore, my preference will not disrupt the order, do you think so?"
Balian said helplessly: "Aren't you being a rogue?"
Emperor Father sighed: "Now, I can only play rogue."
Balian nodded his eyebrows and said, "In this way, this is the real 'kowtow'."
Emperor Father did not deny it: "Only those who are emperors can learn the Mahayana Emperor Immortal Technique."