I just want to be a quiet man

However, I don't know if it's because the timing hasn't come yet, or because of some other reason, until now, all the eight sects have stayed put, not even a single one came up to try.

The moment he stepped on the eighth-to-last blood ladder, a thin and strange figure emerged, a snake with two ears in his mouth.

After the opponent appeared, without the slightest hesitation, he shot directly and killed Pei Ling.

Chapter 412: Righteous Son.

Boom boom boom...

One battle after another, several hours later, Pei Ling successfully stepped on the 98th floor of the blood ladder, and one more floor, he can ascend the blood seat of the Holy Son!

At this moment, Pei Ling was extremely cautious.

The more critical this moment is, the more we cannot relax our vigilance!

The alien race on this level of the blood ladder gradually emerged, with handsome appearance, indistinguishable male and female, blond hair and golden eyes, and golden-red feathers growing behind the ears. It was the first among the ten races who won the championship in the outer sect competition. alien.

The aura around him is at the peak of the mid-stage Nascent Soul, only one step away from the late stage of the Nascent Soul!

Boom boom boom...

After a fierce battle, Pei Ling used all means to solve it successfully.

He quickly looked around, seeing that there was still no one challenging him, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and stepped on the blood ladder on the 99th floor with one foot, the blood seat of the Holy Son was already in front of him.

However, at this moment, Su Lijing's voice suddenly reached his ears: "Kill the Eight Sects."

Hearing this, Pei Ling immediately stopped his movements. Although he said that he didn't want anything to go wrong at this last moment, he didn't dare to disobey the order of the suzerain easily.

Immediately, the sound transmission replied: "Suzerain, the blood ladder of all races, there is no retreat, and the eight sects are not willing to come up to challenge, and the disciples have no choice."

Su Lijing's voice reached his ears again: "Then let them come and challenge you."

Pei Ling frowned slightly. The meaning of the suzerain and the ancestor of the Li family was to let him take advantage of the opportunity of climbing the blood ladder to eradicate the true biography of the eight sects... This is quite beneficial to the future of the Chongming Sect.

But for him personally, it was not a good thing.

However, not to mention that the order of the suzerain cannot be disobeyed, as for the matter of spending a good night with the suzerain's wife before, he still counted on the protection of the ancestor of the Li family, but he could not ignore the order of the ancestor.

At least, you have to pretend...

Thinking of this, Pei Ling nodded slightly, turned his head, and his eyes slowly flicked across the Eight Schools of True Biography. Almost the first reaction of the people he saw was to turn their eyes away immediately.

The true biography of the two women of Zhengdao even had reddish cheeks and angry eyes.

The only ones who looked calm were Jue Xinzi and Ji Zhaozi from Wushi Villa. They nodded slightly to Pei Ling, showing a very friendly expression.

After looking around, Pei Ling leaned on the ground with a long knife, and said softly: "There is only the last blood ladder left. Let's go up together."

The voice was cold and hard, and instantly spread throughout the audience.

The Momen side remained indifferent, as if they hadn't heard it.

The only Wushi Villa that could have climbed the ladder to challenge, and because of Pei Lingkan's identity as the starting fairy king of the upper world, not only did not want to be an enemy with him, but even planned to have a long talk with him after the ceremony was over.

As for the Reincarnation Pagoda and Tianshengjiao, it is impossible to go up to die.

On the righteous side, the five true biologists were very angry.

But during this period of time, the Liugreed Dynasty had inquired about all the information about Pei Ling, and it was not the first time that the other party had done such absurd things as insulting the suzerain's wife in public!

It is said that when Pei Ling passed the competition of the outer sect of the Chongming Sect, in front of everyone, with his cultivation level during the Qi training period, he attacked the supervisor of the Chongming Sect!

This is something that ordinary monks, even demon cultivators, dare not even think about.

But this son not only did it, but more than once.

The most important thing is that this son has been safe and sound so far, and even the Zongmen even organized the grand ceremony of the son's enthronement for him!

Therefore, the anger of the five true biography is anger, but the priority of the matter is still clearly distinguished.

No matter what the true biography of the two women is, they can't go up to challenge Pei Ling, otherwise, losing is just a trivial matter!

As for the three male true biographies of Jiuyi Mountain, Yanxi City, and Liugai Dynasty... even if they don't go to the Demon Sect, why should they charge for the Demon Sect?

So, Pei Ling stepped on the 99th floor of the blood ladder with one foot, and stopped on the 98th floor of the blood ladder with the other foot. After waiting for a long time, there was no response from the eight sects. .

Seeing this scene, he remained calm on his face, but secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

He has already done the order of the suzerain, the instructions of the ancestor of the Li family, but he dare not go up to the true biography of the eight sects!

Immediately afterwards, Pei Ling stopped hesitating and stepped on the 99th blood ladder with both feet.

The alien race on this level is still the alien race with blond hair and golden eyes and feathers behind the ears, but the opponent's cultivation base is in the late Nascent Soul!

Pei Ling slashed out with a long saber, and when the saber aura was flying horizontally and vertically, dreamlike flames danced in his eyes, and countless small and strange runes rose up, [Eternal Curse Ability], [Resentful Nightmare Ability], ["Dharma"], [Fallen Ability] Blood Curse]...

The war broke out in an instant!

After a while, after a fierce battle, Pei Ling killed another race.

At this moment, his whole body was also stained with blood, several wounds were ripped open and dripping with blood, but his aura was extremely strong, like a precious sword drawn out of its sheath, showing its sharpness.

Ignoring the sights from all directions, Pei Ling walked up to the [-]th floor.

At this level, there are no challenges.

The blood ladder behind him disappeared at this moment.

Only the tall Blood Seat in front of him quietly floated in the air.

This blood seat is rough and simple, as if it carries the breath of ancient times.

A fierce aura lingers on it, like a sleeping beast, crawling quietly.

Pei Ling walked towards the blood seat step by step, and soon, he inserted the Nine Soul Sword in front of the blood seat, flicked his sleeves, and turned around to sit down!

In an instant, the Blood Ladder of Ten Thousand Races under the Holy Son's Blood Throne reappeared.

It is different from when the blood ladder just appeared was empty, only when the climber stepped on a certain level, enemies would appear on a certain level.

At this moment, every floor of the blood ladder was filled with ghosts, dead souls, corpse puppets and alien races, densely packed and impenetrable.

Blood and tears were still dripping from their eyes. With their heads held high, they frantically looked at the black-robed figure on the blood seat.

Immediately afterwards, the aliens on the 99th floor of the blood ladder knelt on the ground silently, kowtowed and worshiped.

Then came the 98th floor, the 97th floor...

From top to bottom, rows of neatly prostrate heads seemed to pass slowly by like a wave of blood.

The dead souls and ghosts of all races cast their bodies on the ground, and kowtow to congratulate the new Holy Son!

At the same time, there was a "gurgling" sound from the Blood Seat of the Holy Son, a powerful, domineering, brutal, and ferocious aura slowly dispersed, as if a huge ancient beast was waking up.

However, the back of the blood seat quickly liquefied, and then a cloud of bloody liquid separated and landed on top of Pei Ling's head.

The ball of blood had just fallen and changed rapidly. In an instant, it had turned into a twelve-pronged crown, with twelve strings of beads in the front and back. Each of them was crystal clear and round, and the color was like new blood congealed. Because of his stern expression, his face became more and more violent.

The moment the Scarlet Crown was put on, it seemed as if a certain mechanism had been opened, and pure and powerful power poured into Pei Ling's body like a tide.

There are also various unprecedented techniques, exercises, supernatural powers, secrets... one after another came to Pei Ling's mind.

This is one of the two most fundamental inheritances of Chongming Sect, the inheritance of the Holy Son!

Pei Ling immediately had no time to take care of the outside world, and focused all her attention on accepting the inheritance.

During this process, his originally declining aura began to increase rapidly, and all his injuries were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a long time, Pei Ling slowly opened his eyes, and the blood in his eyes flashed away. He turned his head and looked not far away, a bloody throne appeared at some time, suspended in the air with the Holy Son Blood Throne.

Holy Maiden.

At this moment, Li Lieyue, dressed in black like night, was sitting in the seat and looking towards him.

Looking at each other, Li Lieyue slightly nodded towards Pei Ling, with a rare smile on his face.

Chapter 413 : Inheritance Hall.

At this moment, Su Lijing's gentle voice came from the main seat: "Pei Ling, a disciple of our sect, has ascended to the position of Holy Son."

"Fellow daoists, please bear witness."

The Eight Sects did not hesitate at all, and the ancestor of the Tianshengjiao immediately cast a little light, which fell on Pei Ling's blood-colored crown. Immediately, all the pearls became a little more moist, and Pei Ling felt that the breath of the entire crown became more dignified and strong. .

Only the ancestor of Tianshengjiao said slowly: "Tianshengjiao, today I witnessed the true biography of Chongmingzong Pei Ling climbing the blood ladder of all races, ascending to the position of holy son, and congratulate me with Dao Yun."

Immediately afterwards, the patriarch of the Reincarnation Pagoda also cast a dim light, and said in a muffled voice: "The Reincarnation Pagoda is a witness for the new saint son of Chongming Sect."

Afterwards, it was Xuanzhu Patriarch of Wushi Villa, who cast a dim light, a little bigger than Tianshengjiao and the Reincarnation Tower, and said loudly: "Wushi Villa, witnessing the new saint son of Chongming Sect, congratulations , Exploring the falsehood!"

There was no hesitation in the five sects of the righteous way. The ancestor of Jiuyi Mountain was a little farther away through the thick fog. Dao Yun had already merged into the blood-colored crown, and said in a deep voice: "Jiuyi Mountain promises."

"Suzhen promised."

"The Cold Dark Sword Sect promises."

"The Liugai Dynasty promised."

"Yan Xi City promises."

In a moment, all eight copies of Dao Yun were handed over.

The aura of the blood seat of the Holy Son became more violent and domineering. Pei Ling felt that the power pouring into his body was getting stronger and stronger. With just a few snaps of his fingers, he had returned to his heyday, and his cultivation was still rising.

Not long after, he felt that a certain level in his body was loosened, and he had entered the middle stage of Nascent Soul from the early stage of Nascent Soul.

At the same time, the system went online quickly: "Ding dong! After detecting that the host has reached the mid-Yuanying stage, the system will give away a Taoist companion for free..."

"Ding dong! It was detected that the last gift failed, this time we will give seven times the free gift..."

Pei Ling was startled. The next moment, he lost control of his body, and was manipulated by the system to suddenly stand up from the blood seat of the Holy Son!

However, just when his figure moved slightly and was about to rush to the main seat, a powerful force came from the side, pushing him back to the blood seat, and he still felt that he was knocked lightly on the head .

Accompanied by the system: "Ding dong! An external attack has been detected, and this practice is over. Thanks to the host for using the intelligent cultivation system, one-click trusteeship, soaring without worry! I look forward to sharing your practice evaluation, please give a five-star praise if you are satisfied..."

In Pei Ling's ear came the solemn sound transmission from the Overseer Palace Master: "Don't get up until the inheritance is over!"

Immediately afterwards, the Master of the Overseeing Hall announced loudly: "The current generation of the Holy Son is already on the throne, everyone, congratulations to my Holy Sect, there will be successors, and the Zong Zuo will last forever!"

Above the sea of ​​clouds, many aristocratic families, disciples, and vassals responded one after another: "He Shengzong, there are successors, and the ancestors will last forever!"

The true teachings of righteousness and evil, and high-ranking monks, were all silent, and even some disciples looked a little dazed.

Amidst the noise, the deep and vast hall appeared out of thin air, and the star-studded life-soul lamps floated high and low in it, as if the powerful life-fire of the sun volleyed in the sky, making many low-level monks bow their heads and dare not look directly.

Sitting cross-legged on a futon, or leaning on a cloud bed, or relying on a small table, or squatting in a tent...the figure floats up.

"Holy Son Pei Ling, enter the Hall of Inheritance and pay homage to the Patriarchs!" The Master of the Supervisory Hall looked at Pei Ling and ordered in a deep voice.

Pei Ling, who still had lingering fear in his heart, paused for a moment, then stood up, straightened his robes, and walked into the hall.

Deep and wide, the Fate Soul Lamp in front of him is like a long river across the sky.

I don't know how many miles there are.

This was Pei Ling's first time entering this place. Although he had lit the Soul Lamp here when he joined the sect, at that time, he just stood outside and had a glimpse.

At this moment, only by walking in it in person can I feel that this vast hall is far more profound and huge than imagined.

The hall was pitch black, only the light of the soul lamp illuminated the square inch of the land.

It was very quiet here, without any sound, only the sound of Pei Ling's footsteps echoed in the spacious hall.

The strange thing is that Pei Ling was outside, and he could clearly see that all the patriarchs had appeared.

But when I got here, I couldn't see anything except the darkness and the soul lamp.

Doubtful in his heart, he subconsciously walked towards the depths.

As he walked, the concepts of time and space were confused... He didn't know how long he had been here, how many ways he had walked, and suddenly, those figures he had seen outside finally appeared in front of him again.

This time, it was no longer the shadows separated by an unknown distance, but clearly presented in front of him, only a short distance away from him.

Even so, even with all his eyesight, Pei Ling couldn't recognize their figures and faces.

He clearly saw it very clearly, but as long as he turned his eyes away, even for a moment, he would completely forget it.

Surprised in Pei Ling's heart, he lifted his robe and knelt down: "Disciple Pei Ling, pay homage to the ancestors."

"Holy Son Pei Ling." The figure in the center spoke softly, with a gentle tone of appreciation and love for the outstanding junior, "Come forward."

Pei Ling stepped forward according to her words, and suddenly felt a palm gently press the top of her head.