I just want to be a quiet man

Pei Ling's complexion instantly became extremely solemn.

A Daoist official, three righteous officials, more scattered officials, and a large number of disabled immortals who were driven...

It's not daytime now, and there is no power at home...

In addition, there was an extremely strong sense of hunger in the stomach again... These aliens with strange shapes and a cold and chaotic atmosphere looked so delicious!

You have to do your best!

You can no longer worry about the issue of identity exposure!

Otherwise, he, "Shiwei" and "Feirong" will all die here tonight!

When his thoughts were spinning, Pei Ling closed his eyes, raised his hand to cover his right eye, and typed out an ethereal spell with one hand, and said in a grand and grand voice: "All living beings, cross the sea of ​​suffering!"

The next moment, the breath around him changed immediately.

Lofty, thick, majestic, unpredictable... It seems to be transformed into this world, standing high above the sky, overlooking all living beings!

The surroundings were silent for a moment, decayed and dilapidated, and a sense of desolation, abandonment, and emptiness rushed to the face.

Above the sky, a gap across the entire sky appeared in an instant.

Pei Ling slowly opened his left eye, and at the same time, the huge gap began to expand little by little.

Soon, a huge unimaginable pupil gradually appeared from the gap!

The eyes of the blue sky opened slowly, and Pei Ling's field of vision suddenly increased, as if looking down on the entire universe from an extremely high place.

And, as his eyes opened, his field of vision grew wider and wider.

It seems that as long as it is fully opened, the whole world can be seen at a glance.

It is completely different from the feeling when performing this fairy technique in the Dao Composite Stage and Transcendence Tribulation Stage. The current Eye of the Blue Sky is extremely huge, just by opening a gap, there is a seemingly endless majestic power that escapes. , Almost want to destroy the world!

Wherever his gaze went, all the attacks collapsed one after another like snow meeting the sun.

huh, huh, huh...

The deformed and grotesque bodies of the many disabled immortals watched by the eyes of the blue sky collapsed in an instant, like rice cut down by a sickle, and gradually turned into billowing black ash, scattered in the world...

Many scattered immortal officials, although they will not fly to ashes in an instant, their aura has begun to drop rapidly.

The silence between heaven and earth was as dead, and countless black ash billowed like snow, as if the curtain was about to end.

However, just as Pei Ling continued to open his left eye, ready to kill all the remnants and loose immortals in one fell swoop, the Taoist priest suddenly raised his head, his eyes were filled with icy blue light, and he looked coldly at the night sky The eyes of the blue sky.

The next moment, the entire night seemed to be cut from it, and it was instantly dislocated.

The Eye of the Blue Sky was divided into two parts in an instant, then divided into two parts up and down, and then separated horizontally and vertically... It was shifted and moved away again and again, and turned into densely packed weird pieces in a blink of an eye, like a misplaced jigsaw puzzle.

The celestial art that violated the laws of heaven was forcibly disrupted, and Pei Ling's left eye suddenly felt a piercing pain. He didn't care about being startled, he immediately closed his eyes, and tears of blood dripped from the corners of his eyes!

But the fairy art was broken and suffered backlash.

The Taoist priest turned his head and looked at Pei Ling and the others again.

The densely packed Pei Ling, "Shi Wei", and "Fei Rong" turned into green and black rocks one after another.

In an instant, the three people of Pei Ling, who were still filled with tens of thousands and countless numbers just now, disappeared into the void. In this void, there were only three figures again.

Immediately afterwards, the Taoist Immortal Official issued a quaint formula with a cold voice: "Reorganize!"

The night that was chaotic and chaotic a moment ago quickly reorganized.

The eyes of the blue sky, which were dislocated up, down, left, and right, were spliced ​​in reverse in an instant.

Huge eyes, lofty, misty, majestic, cold... looked towards Pei Ling and the others.

Pei Ling's aura remained undiminished, but the vitality of "World Taste" and "Fei Rong" was cut off almost instantly!

The situation that seemed to have the upper hand just now was reversed almost instantly!

But just when "World Taste" and "Feirong" were about to be completely annihilated, a white and slender arm protruded from behind Pei Ling.

The breath of this arm is flawless, and its five fingers are close together, covering Pei Ling's left eye.

Above the sky, the entire eye of the blue sky was instantly covered by a sheet of frost.

Immediately lowering the arm, Pei Ling's left eye had recovered, and Gao Tianzhong's blue sky eyes completely disappeared from the night.

The breath of "World Taste" and "Fei Rong" who almost wiped out their vitality immediately began to recover quickly.

In the blink of an eye, they were back to their peak form!

Keng!

The sound of gold and iron vibrated the void, a smear of frost illuminated the sky and the earth, and the Nine Soul Sword was unsheathed.

The blade is like the moon, and the coldness pierces through the air, and it cuts down with a bang!

Pei Ling's voice was as cold as ice: "Watching the moon in a cage, a celestial being!"

The sharpness shot out, and the whole world fell into a complete silence in an instant.

The stars are pale, and the blood moon has no brilliance.

In the universe, Pei Ling is the only color!

A round like a hooked blood moon, like the moonlight from high above the sky, fell and hung on the head of the Taoist official!

The slender and cold moon seems to be full of bloody charm.

The moment it appeared, tens of thousands of saber intents erupted in the body of the Taoist Immortal Official!

Immortal Zhang Dao immediately looked up at Xueyue.

Behind Pei Ling, in the darkness wriggling like a substance, the delicate and beautiful "Mo Lilan" quietly appeared.

It is flawless, with a misty aura and lofty aura, and its eyes are sharp, looking at the Taoist official.

Immediately, the entire body of the Immortal Palmer turned into petrification.

The eyes looking at Xueyue were like a weight of ten thousand weights, and they began to close unstoppably.

Blood holes suddenly appeared in his body, and the fairy blood turned into densely packed sharp knives, gathering like a torrent, flying towards the blood moon!

The blood moon, which was originally as thin as a hook, immediately began to round...

However, just as Pei Ling gained the upper hand, the three righteous immortal officials immediately made a move, attacking "Mo Lilan" in a mighty manner, like the sky rolling backwards.

The other Sanxian officials also woke up like a dream, waving the flag in their hands, and there was a majestic pressure in the world immediately, and it was crushed.

Countless attacks were concentrated like a shower, coming towards Pei Ling in a mighty way!

Immortal spells are intertwined, supernatural powers come and go, and the fiery battlefield is like a raging sea. If you are not careful, you will be dead!

Pei Ling didn't care about panting, and immediately raised his arm, brought it to his lips, bit off a piece of his own flesh, swallowed it, and said in a loud voice: "Everything in the world is a feast for the heavens!"

As soon as the words fell, the piece of flesh and blood he swallowed immediately turned into an incomparably pure immortal power, which was absorbed by his body in a blink of an eye!

Xianli melted into his limbs and bones, and his aura changed suddenly!

His entire body instantly recovered to its original state.

The flawless aura suddenly rises!

Ethereal and high, it seems to be lifted out of this world, overlooking all living beings from the high sky.

The top of the head is like the rising sun, and the blue sky rises into the sky!

There is Cui Wei's saber intent in the green energy, which is endlessly mysterious, piercing the sky into the clouds!

Without any hesitation, Pei Ling pierced through the air with the Nine Soul Sword, slashing fiercely.

The blood-colored saber energy is as condensed as a line, whereever it goes, everything will be cut, and nothing will continue!

The saber energy remained undiminished, and went away with a bang. The remaining remnant immortals couldn't dodge in time, and were chopped into two pieces one after another. The terrifying saber intent adhered to the wound and quickly devoured the body.

Pei Ling was about to continue to attack, when suddenly, a huge and incomparable sense of threat enveloped him completely.

It seems that the next moment, he will be completely killed!

He reacted quickly, the blade reversed, and instantly slashed above his head.

brush!

In the room where the saber energy was spreading, a giant hand that covered the sky and the sun appeared out of nowhere, with all five fingers spread out, it grabbed Pei Ling!

The giant hand was lingering in black smoke, transforming into a densely packed rotting face, with countless maggots wriggling and falling from the black eye sockets.

The stench, as strong as it is substantial, and the majestic wind suddenly pressed down.

Tyrannical, chaotic, evil, cold... the breath is surging like a bursting flood.

It was the shadow that besieged him together with Dragon Girl and Yuxian when he just left the game of Floating Life!

clang! ! !

There was a loud sound of gold and iron clashing, and the sword energy pierced through the giant hand, leaving a canyon-like knife mark, which continued to cut into the sky without stopping.

The giant hand was cut with a cut like a moat, from which you can directly see the scene on the opposite side. However, it is so huge that even after being hit by this blow, it still does not slow down, and it grabs Pei Ling into the palm!

brush brush...

The next moment, the overwhelming blood-colored saber energy continuously cut out from the giant hand.

The knife was so sharp that the giant hand was torn apart in an instant!

Pei Ling got out of trouble in an instant, and his whole body was turbulent like a wave of water, but he looked "chiyao", and he almost couldn't hold on.

Half of the face and one arm were restored to their original appearance in an instant.

It's just that, at the flick of a finger, the scene becomes "chiyao" again.

His complexion was pale at the moment, just at the moment when he was caught by this giant hand, the vitality had already disappeared from his whole body, and the death energy was lingering, extremely rich.

Even the circulation of the breath seemed to be extremely difficult, and it looked like death was heavy, as if life was short, and it would fall anytime, anywhere!

At this time, the shadow let out a deep and treacherous roar, and struck again, grabbing Pei Ling!

"Mo Lilan" turned her head immediately, her gaze was like lightning, and she looked towards the shadow.

The shadow's movements froze immediately, quickly petrified, and the movements froze.

But then...

click!

After a crisp sound, the dense cracking sound continued quickly.

clack clack clack...

The night was like jigsaw pieces scattered, and the space was chaotic. The blood moon above the head of the Taoist priest was immediately disrupted into a mess of patterns.

The constant explosion of sword intent in his body finally stopped, and the blood of immortals that turned into countless sharp knives and rushed towards the blood moon also stopped the loss.

The Taoist Master turned his head, his ice blue eyes were as cold as blades, and looked at Pei Ling and "Mo Lilan".

Without the slightest hesitation, Pei Ling slashed down with the Nine Soul Sword!

boom boom boom boom...

Violent noises filled the world, the night fell, the blood moon was crimson, and the battle was fierce!

Chapter 43: Taste from the marrow.

flood.

The scarlet is in the sky, revealing the winding dense forest, and the crown of the trees undulates like mountains.

The majestic portal condensed by a huge amount of sea water stands in the void, chaos, depravity, coldness, tyranny... the breath pervades wantonly, and the azure blue icicles are like huge fences, imprisoning this world.

Yin Jiang and the male 81-Kalpa Mahayana looked alert, and they blocked "Chui Yu" and other non-81-Kalpa Mahayana, with cold eyes, looking into the air ahead.

On the treetops of the towering giant trees, seven figures stood in the air, looking down with the same incomparably cold eyes.

These seven or eight figures are headed by a woman in a high bun. The woman's facial features are exquisite, but her complexion is as dark as night, her back is raised high, her hard shell is like a hill, and her lines are spiraling like a conch.

The conch girl wears a short skirt made of silk, with strings of shells hanging down from her waist like necklaces, her breath is flawless.

He held a short pure white staff in his hand. The shape of the short staff was grotesque and distorted, as if it was cast by some kind of deep-sea object. At first glance, it was as smooth as jade. If you look closely, you will find that the short staff is densely packed with pores. It seems to have been eaten away by moths, making the creatures creepy.

The other figures beside him are grotesque and absurd, appearing like a nightmare, with cold vertical pupils, pitch-black tentacles, and white claws... Countless strange scenes emerge alternately, covering their true nature, only the characteristics of the aquarium, In between looming.

A cold breath soared into the sky, dimming the scarlet moon.