Evil god self-cultivation

Under the torrential rain, Ye Li's clothes were soaked by the rain, and he used his aura to create a barrier above his head to prevent the rain from blocking his vision.

Under the influence of Sith's theocracy, the sky turned silvery white, and Ye Li's God Realm fought against it.

However, after the latter changed his color, his strength increased crazily, so that Ye Li's domain was retreating steadily.

Ye Li could vaguely sense the "swallowing" movement that the Sith theocracy stopped at this moment.

Originally, his theocracy was crazily devouring all the energy in sight to strengthen himself, but now it is releasing energy to attack Ye Li's body.

For a while, Ye Li's God's Domain fell into a disadvantage. This is something that can't be helped. Compared with the Sith, which completely ignores other things and only exists for the purpose of killing and devouring, the God of Desire is in terms of lethality. This is obviously a lot weaker, and it is definitely not an opponent to confront directly.

However, Ye Li does not only have a theocracy.

Sith's figure rushed towards Ye Li in the rain, the silver spear in his hand was glowing with dark divine patterns, and it was so lethal that Ye Li's arm felt a little numb after resisting it with the Final Sword.

He took two steps back in the puddle, then swung his final sword, and created a split body in front of him to rush towards Sith to delay time, while he slowly gathered his divine power and guided it out of his body. creation theocracy.

The Sith quickly smashed the split body, but the scene that followed made him feel amazing pressure, the platinum-gold streamer attached to Ye Li's dark sea of ​​desire, and in an instant, it turned against the Sith's God's Domain No? Win or lose.

"You don't have more than one theocracy, and this? It's still... the sequence of gods of order." Sith's dark eyes were full of surprise, and he stood on the spot holding the silver-white sharp spear lightly.

It is not uncommon for a god to possess dual theocracy at the same time, but a god who possesses the theocracy of eternal order and the theocracy of evil gods at the same time is completely unheard of in the history of the gods.

"Yes." Ye Li nodded indifferently, now is the final god battle, and the rest of the gods can't see the specific content inside, and he doesn't worry about being known by others.

Facing an opponent like Sith, it would take a long time for Ye Li to sacrifice this godhead.

"You hide very deeply..." Sith laughed lightly. He had fought with Ye Li for so long, and even got along with him for so long, but he didn't even know that Ye Li still had a theocracy.

Desire and creation, this is the supreme theocracy of the double apex. With its lethality, "Death" can temporarily suppress the less lethal theocracy of desire, but if it is added with the omnipotent theocracy of creation, it will be very troublesome.

"Are you afraid?" Ye Li blinked his ruby ​​eyes, his voice was gentle and calm.

He raised his hand and took off his wet coat and threw it aside, leaving only a simple white shirt on his body, which vaguely outlines Ye Li's thin outline after being soaked by the rain.

The buttons on his neckline are still fastened, Sith's gaze fell on Ye Li's fair neck consciously, where the rainwater slid down, and the fragrance emitted made his theocracy even more unbearable.

"Want to bite?" Ye Li didn't care about Sith's gaze, and with a smile in his voice, he unbuttoned a button on his neckline, and suddenly came to Sith with the final sword in hand.

His blood-red eyes and Sith looked at each other for a moment, and then Ye Li mercilessly drew his sword towards Sith's throat, bringing up a smear of bright red, dripping on his cheeks and clothes.

Although the blood vessel was torn, but to Sith, this kind of injury was just a skin trauma, not painful or itchy, but the loss of blood stimulated the blood in his body, so that His body became increasingly hot and excited.

He raised the silver pointed spear and stabbed at Ye Li, but how could Ye Li give him a chance? After dodging the sharp spear, he took two steps back, licking the scarlet blood at the corner of his mouth with the tip of his red tongue.

Ye Li frowned slightly, and looked at Sith, "Why does your blood smell like rust?"

As a vampire, shouldn't blood be delicious? Taste soft?

Sith laughed out loud and shook his head, "My bloodline is low-level, not as good as your first ancestor's bloodline, and your body will naturally reject it."

"Isn't it strange?" Ye Li gently wiped the blood on his cheeks. The God Realm in the sky was still facing each other, and the rain was pouring. Ye Li summoned his wings to take off again. A jet-black brontosaurus bites at Sith.

The latter raised his hand to resist the thunder dragon, and the ground under his feet was instantly scorched black by the huge thunder and lightning, forming cracks one after another.

But Sith himself didn't suffer much damage. Seeing this, Ye Li slashed at him with the final sword, and the black wings behind him flapped rapidly, leading his body to constantly change positions.

The six divine origin blades were also reactivated by Ye Li. Cooperating with Ye Li's attack, Sith had no chance to fight back, and could only be beaten and defended passively.

Suddenly, the land under Sith's feet shattered, and his body fell off the largest floating island. Ye Li flapped his wings to catch up.

But Sith had already seized this opportunity. With the black mist around his body, he fought against Ye Li hundreds of times in the air. middle.

"boom!"

The two fell onto the small island below, Ye Li's wings were pierced by Sith, who pressed his shoulders, and the two fell together on the lawn of the island.

Fortunately, Ye Li withdrew his wings in time, rolled to one side to stabilize his body, his black hair was a little messy, and his face was a little pale.

Sith stood up slowly in front of him, licked Ye Li's blood on his fingertips, the blood red in his eyes glowed with excitement that couldn't be concealed,

Although? Sith looked calm on the surface, Ye Li knew very well that as long as this guy seized a chance, he would bite off a piece of flesh from his body and die.

"Will the rain stop? Will it come down?" Ye Li muttered to himself, and then he lifted the Final Yan Sword and attacked Sith, above which was some black water from the Sea of ​​Desire.

Frontal combat is always the most entertaining. The weapons of the two kept colliding and rubbing. In a trance, Ye Li suddenly bit the corner of his mouth, and the golden blood overflowed. Adams' body.

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In the pitch-black space, Sith opened his eyes in a daze. His divine attire disappeared, as did the silver pointed spear. The surrounding scene gradually changed at this time, and he brought Sith to the ? Within a bedroom.

It was raining outside the window, and Sith's eyes were a little confused. He looked at the scenery outside, and suddenly sniffed lightly with the tip of his nose. A strong fragrance filled his perception, making him short of breath.

Sith panted lightly, and looked at the bed in the bedroom. A figure was resting there, and was slightly drummed by the mattress. He felt that the unbearable strong fragrance was coming from there.

He walked over slowly, and there was a person sleeping there, the first ancestor of the blood race, Ishuya.

Ishua is a beautiful character in Sith's heart. He is powerful, elegant, noble, and cold. His silver hair and blood-red eyes are so perfect that it is difficult to look directly at him.

Sith's heart was pounding, and his inner desire was completely uncontrollable, so he came to the bedside consciously, pinched a strand of the other's hair and sniffed lightly at the tip of his nose.

Suddenly, the sleeping man woke up. He sat up lightly, and under Sith's dazed gaze, he grabbed Sith's shoulder and pressed him on the bed.

"You want my blood, don't you?" The familiar indifferent tone made Sith nod consciously.

Ishuya gently raised his hand, he didn't know where he found a dagger, cut the white and slender neck, and golden blood overflowed from it.

His fingertips stained some blood, and gently smeared it on the corners of Sith's mouth and lips, his blood-red eyes narrowed slightly,

"Come on, drink."

Sith obviously couldn't resist the temptation, he got up and bit Ishua's neck, his fangs pierced into the skin, the sound of swallowing blood was extremely obvious in the room.

His hands gently embraced the opponent's back, his eyes drooped slightly, indulging in the bewitching blood, and the blood in his eyes filled the air.

"Is it delicious?" Ishua let him touch his fragile neck, his voice softened, and he gently hugged Sith back.

"Stay here..."

"Just stay here with me like this, okay?"

"Forever and ever, I will always be with you."

"You can have as much blood as you want, we will live forever, and no one will bother us."

Ishua's voice is beautiful, and every word he says carries a fatal temptation that Sith can't refuse.

But suddenly, there was a flash of lightning outside the window, and Sith's eyes were filled with surprise. He slowly let go of his fangs, and looked at Ishua with a frown.

"You...are you telling the truth?"

Ishua chuckled and nodded, a few drops of golden blood dripped from his neck,

"Of course? Stay here? You won't? You'll refuse, right?"

"Blood, love... I can give everything to you."

"So.. stay here? Let's go."

Ishua gently supported Sith's head and put it between his neck, his voice was full of fatal doubts, like a demon in the abyss, tempting to fall.

There was a difficult tangle in Sith's eyes, and his pupils trembled slightly, but with the sound of blood spattering, Sith stabbed the dagger in his hand into his chest?.

In an instant, everything in front of me was wiped out.

In the rainstorm.

Ye Li slowly opened his eyes, he looked at Sith who stabbed the silver spear into his chest, blinked his blood-red eyes,

"Not? Satisfied? The desire in your heart? I can't help but bite into it tomorrow."

Everything just now was created by Ye Li, of course? He is just a desire guide. Everything in the sea of ​​desires is imagined by Sith himself. It has nothing to do with Ye Li. It is what Sith wants most in his heart. .

After all, no matter whether it is in the environment or in reality, it is impossible for Ye Li to let people have the opportunity to touch his neck, let alone a white-cut black lunatic like Sith.

Sith also slowly opened his eyes. He pulled out his sharp gun, and the scarlet blood fell on the grass, and was washed away by the rain.

"It's a bit too fake." He chuckled and shook his head, "The real you would never? Say something like that."

The Sea of ​​Desire, this is one of the theocracy usages that Ye Li learned after merging all the black mist inheritances. It is the desire to pull other people's souls into the abyss.

In the sea of ​​desire, Ye Li will realize Sith's most fanatical desire. If Sith sinks into the sea of ​​desire, his soul will die and stay in that false world forever.

But it's a pity that Sith actually resisted the temptation of desire with his own willpower and returned to the real world.

It is worth mentioning that during the time when Sea of ​​Desire was cast, Ye Li could not attack Sith because he wanted to maintain the existence of Sea of ​​Desire.

No, when Sith woke up, he was probably buried overnight by Ye Li, and the grave was carved for him, so he was happy? He became a god.