Po Meng's figure appeared inexplicably from the void. She looked around blankly at first, but soon her eyes were filled with strong greed and resentment.
It's just that this time she didn't choose to go to Creation Mountain because Di Yi's message was still echoing in her ears.
"This is the last time I save you."
The eight words without beginning or end seem to say nothing, but they seem to contain infinite meaning.
Po Meng lowered her eyes, and the resentment in her eyes gradually disappeared. She felt that her breath was forcibly blocked by a force.
But if she had the idea of going to Creation Mountain, the power of the ban would begin to dissipate.
Then she stretched out her tongue, which had regained some of its color, and licked her still chapped lips, with an expression of extreme longing on her brows.
Eating Li Xianxue was not her emotional decision, but the path she had to take in order to gain a true new life.
"If you want to blame, blame your monster mother."
Po Meng murmured in a low voice. Now that her purpose has been exposed, she will turn into Li Xianxue's nightmare in the future, hiding around him all the time.
Just to swallow one more drop of her blood and tear off one more piece of flesh from her body.
Perhaps thinking that Li Xianxue would live in the shadow of this fear for the rest of her life, her ugly and wrinkled old face revealed a sinister smile.
But the smile did not last long, as an inexplicable blood flame burned from her body. This flame did not hurt Po Meng, but destroyed all the flesh and blood of Li Xianxue that she had digested.
At the same time, the power of the emperor sealing her breath was forcibly broken!
Po Meng's expression showed deep panic, because she felt that the strength of her Pseudo Ten Stars was beginning to be unstable. She could not get rid of this blood flame, as if it was a part of her body!
After careful investigation, she discovered that the strange red flames that entangled it were filled with a pungent smell of blood!
'Is it caused by Yin Tianzi's blood? No! It's Li Xianxue's blood!'
Within a boundary within a boundary.
The blood emperor's whole body exudes a cold and murderous aura, and the chill in his eyes has completely frozen the surrounding space!
"Ahem, that's pretty much it. After all, this is the reason why you opened the back door for Yin Tianzi before."
Ren Yuexuan was a little helpless because he found out that the Blood Emperor really had murderous intentions. After thinking about it, he still reminded him.
"Mother Meng can die, but she must not die in your hands."
The Blood Emperor frowned slightly, nodded and said nothing more.
Ren Yuexuan glanced at the Taoist immortal who didn't understand why, and said angrily:
"You just dote on her too much. If this continues, it will be even more difficult for her to survive.
If you are messing around like this, I'm afraid the three of them, Demon Ancestor, have completed the one and only true self, and Yin Tianzi still won't be able to wake up."
The Blood Emperor was silent for a moment and said:
"You will find a way."
Ren Yuexuan rolled his eyes. This time he didn't reply and just slumped in the rocking chair and pretended to be dead.
At the top of Creation Mountain.
Lin Mo closed his eyes tightly and pointed his fingers at the center of his eyebrows, where a glowing purple pupil faintly appeared!
And above the nine heavens in the outside world, the evil eye hidden in the scroll of the heavenly list slowly opened, and was constantly scanning every corner of the human world and the devil world.
But as time passed, Lin Mo frowned slightly, and he found that even his inner universe clearly remembered Po Meng's aura.
But even with the evil eye that scans the world, he cannot pinpoint Po Meng's figure.
Just when he was wondering which projection world Di Yi had directly exiled Meng Po to, a stunning bloody red flame fell into his eyes.
And when he noticed that Meng Po's aura was constantly declining and had dropped to the ten-star level, some of his original plans were completely overturned.
Still in that corner of the world.
The blood flames on Po Meng's body had disappeared, but the fear in her brows had not dissipated, especially when she found out that she had inexplicably transformed into the perfection of heaven and earth.
This fear is even getting worse.
But soon she had no time to think deeply about why things turned out like this.
Just because a melodious flute sounded in his ears.
The dim sky was suddenly washed by streaks of blue. Even though there was not a drop of water, the waves set off a waterless ocean!
A white figure is playing the flute in the wind. From a distance, it has an awe-inspiring and majestic look.
Po Meng knew who that person was, and she also knew better what the person's intention was in coming to find her.
Then, before the man could pronounce his poem number, he scurried in like a mouse.
This made Quezhou Yifandu, who had just put down the Tianren flute and read out four words, look stunned.
But soon the next twelve characters were filled in by him.
After thousands of years of mutual cultivation, the boat is missing only one sail. Boundless sinking, the sea of fa is sailing across.
Well, no matter how critical the situation is, the poem number must be recited in full.
.....................................
Lin Mo's inner universe, on the cliff.
"What do you think will happen to Po Meng?"
Evil Shura, who never cared about other things, suddenly asked.
The Emperor of Heaven snorted coldly and replied calmly:
"She is dead. Based on what I know about Lin Mo, he will never let a powerful enemy live."
"What about us?"
The evil Shura's eyes were calm, making it impossible to guess why he asked this question.
The Emperor of Heaven glanced at the Ghost Lord who was still controlling his murderous desire, but his voice became much lower:
"Adversaries and enemies are different.
What's more, Lin Mo already understands that what we want to do has no conflict with him at all.
But Po Meng is different. Her existence is the most fundamental opposition, and she has no so-called ties.
It also means she is more dangerous than all of us."
Evil Shura nodded, his eyes also focused on Ghost Lord:
"Do you think he will be the second Po Meng?"
This time the Emperor looked a little hesitant and was silent for a long time before he spoke:
"It's not important, at least to us, it's not something we need to worry about.
Compared to these, I am actually more curious about who his destined opponent is.
You should also be able to see that he is trying his best to suppress this desire to kill, how painful it is, but he still does it.
Not only is it a rational choice, but given the trend of desire, he also believes that waiting temporarily is the most correct behavior."
Evil Shura blinked and his tone slowed down a lot:
"Actually, the answer is not difficult to guess. A delicious roasted whole lamb is more worth waiting for than a dry steamed bun, isn't it?"
The Emperor of Heaven nodded slightly, looked at the Four Wisdoms who were transmitting messages to each other, and said inexplicably:
"That's why I'm even more curious, after all, almost everyone can guess Xie Tathagata's opponent.
As for the most critical seventh battle, as far as I know there is no one left in the human world who can play."
Evil Shura was silent for a moment and suddenly asked: "Don't you think we will win the sixth battle?"
The Emperor of Heaven nodded calmly: "The Evil Tathagata has a fatal flaw."