Above the sea, there was no wind or waves, except for two figures, black and white, standing quietly here.
There is an obvious difference between the two in temperament and state, but at this time they have one thing in common, that is, they have both lost their left arms.
The bones and flesh that sank to the bottom of the sea were the left arm of the evil body Lin Mo, and the blood that was still dripping came from the wound of the broken arm of the Virgin Mary.
The evil body Lin Mo had an expressionless face. Although the red light in his eyes still revealed a coquettish and mysterious brilliance, he seemed to have calmed down completely.
The five fingers of his right hand are holding a stump of an arm, which belongs to Our Lady of Wu Nian.
"Now I can confirm the truth about those three thousand corpses."
A layer of red liquid shell was seen all over his body, as if blood was floating outside, protecting his body.
When the blood wrapped around the residual arm, the boiling red light trembled for a while, and then gradually faded away.
This is Su Xin's method of transferring spirits and exchanging blood, using the blood of others to support his own body, but at this moment this method is ineffective.
The evil body Lin Mo glanced at the broken arm with slight disgust, the strength in his hand shook slightly, and bits of dust fell.
His eyes once again met the joyless and sorrowless eyes of the Virgin Mary, with a hint of ridicule in her eyes.
"Shinto creation, or incomplete semi-divine creation.
The reason why your Yang God Realm has reached the level closest to the Shattering Sky Realm is because your God does not belong to you at all, and the God's existence is only to use the power of faith to help you achieve immortality.
It can also be said that as long as there are people in the world who remember the name of Our Lady of Wu Nian, you will never die.
After all, you are just a puppet. Forget it, why am I telling you this now? After all, your body is already under the control of Wusheng Old Mother."
The eyes of the Mother Wu Nian trembled slightly, and a faint fluctuation flashed away, but soon the Wu Sheng Old Mother took over everything about her again.
"Good observation skills, barely passable among Destined People.
So I'm curious, what will you do next.
Since you coveted this divine way that should not appear in this world now, since you did not hesitate to plot against me and wanted to force me into the game.
You should expect the worst outcome."
The corners of the evil body Lin Mo's mouth raised slightly, and a bloodthirsty aura rushed towards his face. A faint red mist filled all directions, making the atmosphere of this second battlefield even more gloomy.
"The worst thing? I'm just a clone. When I die, I die. For me, it's just three days of sleep."
The old mother Wusheng lowered her eyes and shook her head slightly, as if talking to the evil Lin Mo was an extremely stupid thing to do.
The white lotus she held lightly in her right hand was emitting dazzling light from beginning to end. As the light gathered, her left arm healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, including the torn sleeve.
"It's really difficult to really kill you in this world.
But outside the world, there are countless ways to make it impossible for you to die.
Your tragedy lies in your ignorance and greed of Shinto."
The next second, the divine light of the White Lotus flourished, and the entire second battlefield was dyed pale, while the evil body Lin Mo's body trembled inexplicably, and a subtle voice sounded in his ears.
"The world of mortals is like a prison, all living beings are suffering, reincarnation is endless, and sorrows are endless. Have mercy on us, the world, there are gods descending from the sky, there is no living mother, and there is no home."
At first, it was just one person speaking, but soon the voices overlapped. The words of a child, the words of an old man, and the words of a woman. Although the intonations were different, the firmness was the same.
A hundred people speak, a thousand people speak, a thousand people speak...
Countless White Lotus believers made the most pious declarations at this moment, and these countless voices were like thousands of mosquitoes buzzing!
Even though the evil body Lin Mo blocked his hearing, the voice still kept echoing in his mind!
At the same time, all the White Lotus believers in the four corners of the human world were praying sincerely, and their eyes were full of enthusiasm as they looked at the flawless figure on the second battlefield.
It was their voices that began to corrode the evil body Lin Mo's mind through the Shinto Dharma wielded by Wusheng Old Mother!
Until the evil body Lin Mo murmured from time to time in his slightly moving lips:
“The world of mortals is like a prison, and all living beings are suffering. Bah, bah, bah, it’s none of my business whether others suffer!
Reincarnations are endless, worries are endless, damn it! Is this old guy brainwashing me, or does he want to influence me through me...
Have mercy on me, the world, there is a god descending from heaven, I am an old mother who has no life, my hometown is empty."
At the end, the red light in the evil body Lin Mo's eyes was swallowed up by the paleness.
His eyes were almost identical to those of Wusheng Old Mother at this moment, and his trembling body was walking towards Wusheng Old Mother step by step with difficulty.
on the platform.
The four wise men frowned as they watched this scene. In fact, the four of them had deliberately avoided talking about this second battlefield ever since Wusheng Mother appeared.
Because they didn't know whether their conversation would be known to the Virgin Mary who was possessed by some powerful existence at a glance.
They were very cautious about this kind of unknown, but the looks in the eyes exchanged between the four of them revealed extreme confusion.
Just because anyone with a discerning eye can see that the evil body Lin Mo has indeed been controlled by the Holy Mother Wu Nian in a strange way, including the murderous aura emanating from her body, which has dissipated.
What they knew even more clearly was that Lin Mo's possession had a time limit. Now that he had gathered the power of another person who had almost reached the limit of heaven and earth, the evil body Lin Mo was defeated so easily by the Holy Mother of Wu Nian.
Then when the possession time is over, wouldn't the evil body be manipulated by the Virgin Mary at will?
They didn't believe that Lin Mo would directly provoke such a powerful enemy without any preparation, so there was only one problem left.
What exactly does Lin Mo want to do?
On the first battlefield.
The Zhige Liu Sword Formation that had just been launched was completely broken by Zunhuangtian's momentum, but Shanshen Lin Mo's Sword Twenty-Three, which was supplemented by the Dao of Swords, only pushed Zunhuangtian to reach the peak.
Help.
At this time, there were clouds gathering in the sky, countless electric lights gathered in the clouds, and a shadow seemed to stand outside the battlefield. He was overlooking this space, or in other words, he was quietly overlooking Shan Shen Lin Mo.
Until a finger like a pillar of heaven pressed across, and the friction with the vitality formed a stream of flying fireballs. What was even more terrifying was that before the finger fell, there was an unbearable gravity that forced Shan Shen Lin Mo to stand.
In place!
boom!
After a loud noise, the world collapsed, and most of the first battlefield was broken. In a huge pit in the center, Shan Shen Lin Mo's limbs and body were completely crushed.
The pure white robe was stained with blood and dust, but the only thing that remained unchanged was his eyes as calm as water.