I just want to be a quiet man

The female nun said: "No matter what happens, without Wushi Villa charging forward, the Demon Sect will not last long."

A monk who seemed to be the youngest looked around at the mess, sighed softly, and said, "This is very good, this war will end soon, and all sentient beings don't have to suffer so much."

While speaking, they had already cast their evasion methods and began to inspect inch by inch...

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Jiuyi Mountain.

Jizhou.

Ning Wuye stood in the air with a white robe and bamboo crown, without any expression on his face.

In the three thousand miles of heaven and earth, the sword intent is vertical and horizontal, densely packed like a few knuckles.

Everything that comes into view is powder.

The surrounding original landforms, vegetation, houses, rivers, mountains... everything has disappeared.

Only the majestic sword intent and raging magic power filled the whole world.

But right now, the sword intent is unparalleled, and the demonic powers that originally competed against each other are being swallowed, eroded, and wiped out...

In the center of the battlefield, a demonic monk in a gray robe with an evil and treacherous aura stood tall, with a glazed pagoda hanging from his waist, which was the status symbol of the elder of the reincarnation pagoda.

The two sides confront each other at a distance.

After a while, a bloodstain instantly appeared on the forehead of the elder of the Samsara Tower to his chin.

The bloodstain continued to extend and expand, and soon spread over the head, along the neck and toward the chest cavity.

Accompanied by the tooth-piercing sound of bones and flesh splitting, the blood stains became thicker and thicker, and blood splattered... Finally, his entire Taoist body fell on both sides, his internal organs spilled all over the ground, and his corpse was split in half!

At the same time, the souls in the Dao body quickly dissipated, but they didn't even have a chance to escape.

In mid-air, Ning Wuye stretched out his hand calmly to make a move, a cold light flew towards him like electricity, and the natal flying sword returned to its sheath with clear light.

After tidying up his robes, Jianzi looked around and sighed slightly.

After returning from the Eternal Night Desert, he quickly broke through the Nine Tribulations Transformation God in the secret place of the Cold Dark Sword Sect. After defeating this elder of the Reincarnation Tower, after a great battle, he used the life of the other party to sharpen the edge of his own flying sword after entering the stage of transformation into a god.

It's just that at this moment, he doesn't have the slightest joy of defeating the older generation of transformation gods, his bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no rooster crowing for thousands of miles... Such a tragic situation, really makes any orthodox monk who has witnessed it feel sympathetic beyond words.

Just when Ning Wuye was about to leave this place and look for traces of the demon cultivator elsewhere, a sword light roared from outside the sky, and it arrived not far away in an instant. The sword light dissipated, revealing a man wearing a red robe The squat-footed monk has a sharp sword intent all over his body, carrying a black long sword on his back. When he looks forward, there seems to be a sharp blade unsheathed in his eyes, which captures the soul.

Ning Wuye immediately stepped forward to salute: "Disciple pays respects to Patriarch Du."

Du Fujing, who came here, is one of the ancestors of the Han'an Sword Sect. Back then, when the Five Righteous Sects were invited to the Chongming Sect to participate in the ceremony of the new saint son's enthronement, he was the ancestor of the Han'an Sword Sect who followed up to observe the ceremony.

Looking at Ning Wuye at this moment, he nodded slightly, and immediately said: "The war is about to end, and Patriarch 'Chengrong' is leaving the customs. Now, immediately follow me to visit Patriarch."

"The Patriarch needs to know everything that happened in the Eternal Night Desert half a year ago."

The war is over soon?

Patriarch leaving customs?

Ning Wuye was stunned, but quickly recovered, and quickly replied: "Yes!"

Du Fujing said, "Follow me."

Before the words were finished, the sword light reappeared and shot towards the sky where it came.

Ning Wuye nodded, immediately cast Sword Escape, followed closely, but felt very regretful.

When he came out this time, he originally wanted to challenge Pei Ling, the god of transformation, and hoped that after meeting the patriarch, there would be time...

Chapter 298 : Disturbing people's dreams.

Jiuyi Mountain.

The bank of Jishui.

The turbulent water moved suddenly, and on the river bank suddenly appeared the peaceful, pure and pure figures in the three auras.

The leader has loose long hair and a wide-sleeved gown covered with azure and gold sprinkles. His eyebrows are clear and bright, and he looks like the moon. He is holding a wooden ruyi, engraved with cloud crane and Ganoderma lucidum, and the tail is decorated with colorful glass beads. Yingying, with pure energy, seems to be integrated with the surrounding heaven and earth, it is the Taoist of Jiuyi Mountain, Fu Xuanxu.

The person on the left is dressed in the clothes of the prince of the Liugai Dynasty and a red gold crown on his head, but his aura is the weakest among the three.

As for the monk on the right side, he is dressed in a gorgeous Yao skirt and wide-sleeved beaded pendant. His brows are full and his neck is stretched out. His beauty is full of grace and luxury, just like a viburnum blooming and a bright moon in the sky. When looking forward, he can be called Well mannered.

It was Suzhen Tiantianji Yan Minghua, who had just returned from Qingyao Mountain, and her aura had also entered the ranks of Nine Calamities Transformation Gods.

The three of them unfolded their spiritual thoughts and quickly scanned the surroundings. Fu Xuanxu's hands continued to shed clear light, and he said in a deep voice, "It should be here."

"Junior Brother Ning has not arrived yet."

When Zhong Kui Yueji heard the words, he immediately said: "Brother Ning encountered some trouble on the way, and he should be able to arrive soon."

In this operation, among the successors of the five sects of the righteous way, only the young master of Yanxi City, who has not yet transformed into a god, did not participate.The remaining four cases will all be present.

It's just that on the way Ning Wuye came, he met the elders of the Demon Sect blocking the way, but there was a delay, and with the speed of the sword cultivator, he still hasn't arrived yet.

At this time, Yan Minghua focused on the other side of the Jishui River, and said via voice transmission: "This devil of the Chongming Sect, in front of us, swaggered to set up an formation here, and he was definitely going to attack the source of water! This move is too unreasonable for us." Righteousness is in our eyes."

Fu Xuanxu calmly said: "Ten Thousand Calamities Transformation God, indeed has this qualification."

"Wait, don't be careless."

"This is war, not a fair fight."

"After Junior Brother Ning arrives, I'll wait for the four of us to go up together. We can't give this devil any chance to breathe!"

Zhong Kui Yueji and Yan Minghua nodded slightly: "Understood."

The clear light continued to shine, covering the tracks of the three of them. They looked at the empty opposite bank and began to wait patiently.

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To that palace.

The spacious and tall main hall is empty and dark, with bones and fire floating on both sides, pale white flames, icy and leaping, which can only illuminate a square inch of land.

In the deepest part of the main hall, on the 99 steps, a dark throne stands quietly.

On both sides of the throne, inside a pair of lamps carved from skulls of different races, ten feet high bone fires burn wantonly.

All of a sudden, the bone fire erupted, jumped tens of feet in an instant, and burned to the top of the hall.

At the same time, a slim figure appeared on the throne without warning.

Li Lieyue's black dress was like a night, almost blending with the entire throne.

Looking from below, in the darkness, her pale face seemed to be floating without support.

The expression on the delicate face was cold, with a kind of sharpness and beauty like frost and snow.

She slowly opened her eyes, and at this moment, in the darkness where the bones and fire could not reach, pairs of black eyes opened, and the smoky skirt dragged out little by little.

Li Lieyue stood up and was about to go to the side hall, but she noticed that the sound transmission symbol in the storage bag had changed.

With a thought in her mind, she took out the sound transmission talisman, and immediately after urging it, Li Wujiu's voice came out: "Lie Yue, don't take the initiative to fight against the hypocrites recently, avoid the battle if you can!"

On Li Lieyue's plain face, there was a look of surprise, and she asked, "Father, what's going on?"

Li Wujiu said in a deep voice: "The changes in the Eternal Night Desert are getting more and more serious, Wushi Villa has already begun to retreat, and the Patriarch has allowed us to retreat too."

Hearing this, Li Lieyue frowned slightly, and said: "Junior Brother Pei has just won the position of leader of the younger generation of the Holy Way, and it is time to flex his muscles, but now he lacks a real victory that can make him famous." ..."

Li Wujiu said indifferently: "No need! Tell him to come back immediately."

"With his current cultivation and potential, as long as he doesn't die, there will be plenty of opportunities to become famous in the future."

Li Lieyue pondered for a while, and quickly replied: "Understood, I will send a voice transmission to him right away."

The sound transmission talisman in her hand quickly went out.

Seeing the end of the sound transmission with her father, Li Lieyue immediately took out the talisman used to communicate with Pei Ling and urged it.

However, after waiting for a long time, there was no response from this sound transmission talisman.

She frowned, and tried a few more times. Seeing that the musical note hadn't worked, she immediately ran away from the palace without wasting time, and quickly flew towards Pei Ling's location.

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"Little free day".

White clouds piled up like mountains and seas.

The golden light in the sky is faint and softly shining.

On one of the Yunshan Mountains, Pei Ling sat cross-legged and was practicing with her eyes closed.

At this moment, the aura in his body is extremely powerful, like a rainbow, constantly rising, and soon, he is on the verge of breaking through the late stage of transformation.

Under the control of the system, all of a sudden, dark red lines appeared all over Pei Ling's body, and quickly gathered behind him.

Soon, darkness appeared, and after dissipating, Mo Lilan's figure was revealed.

After he appeared, he immediately walked out from behind Pei Ling and stopped in front of him.

The two were facing each other, and they could clearly see that Mo Lilan's black hair was loose, and on her delicate face, her eyes were still closed at this moment, and the aura around her was no different from what he was seeing now.

Pei Ling was puzzled, why did the system let him separate out his avatar even though his cultivation had not yet broken through?

Just as she was thinking, she saw Mo Lilan struggling, and then opened her eyes uncontrollably.

In an instant, his aura was so powerful that it surpassed his body in an instant, causing the surrounding sea of ​​clouds to roll for a while!

However, Mo Lilan's eyes were not pure white, but contained a vigorous wood spirit aura, very similar to the aura of Master Medicine Fairy.

Seeing this scene, Pei Ling was taken aback, and then immediately realized that this was the nourishment that the avatar had absorbed from the vines of "Little Zizaitian" last time.

It's just that the breath of the incarnation increased and decreased at that time, and after taking back the avatar, he didn't share the benefits that the incarnation had absorbed from "Little Freedom", so he thought that the avatar could not absorb the power in the vines, so he didn't I care too much... How do I know that these powers are all hidden by the avatar? !

At this time, under the control of the system, Pei Ling and Mo Lilan stretched out their hands at the same time, their palms touching.

Unlike before, this time, Mo Lilan was not taken back into Pei Ling's body, but the powerful wood spirit energy in her body was rushing towards Pei Ling crazily.

At the same time, Pei Ling felt a steady stream of power pouring into his body, like a raging wave. Because it was so majestic, he couldn't breathe for a while.

Soon, Pei Ling's physical body reached its limit and could not absorb more power.

Chapter 299: Late Transformation God.

The system controlled Pei Ling and Mo Lilan to retract their arms at the same time, but at this moment, Mo Lilan's eyes had gradually returned to pure white, and she was staring straight at Pei Ling.

Although she can't control this body right now, the majestic anger in her eyes is clearly visible...

Perhaps the main body could no longer carry more power, and the system did not take back the avatar, but continued to practice sitting cross-legged.

[Blood Knife True Explanation] Runs quickly, the fierce and domineering knife intent comes out through the body, cutting the surrounding clouds.

Pei Ling's aura is now moving from the peak of the mid-stage of God Transformation to the late stage of God Transformation...

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Cizhou battlefield.

Jishui Bank.

The righteous three stood quietly.

Because they knew that Pei Ling was the God of Transformation, they were extremely cautious, even with Fu Xuanxu's Mu Ruyi covering them up, they all restrained their aura to the extreme.

A hare flew past Tianji's skirt without noticing its existence at all.

Across the wide Jishui, they stared at the formation on the other side from a distance, in order to prevent being noticed by the other party's divine sense.

A moment later, a ray of light suddenly appeared in the sky, and it flew over in a moment, revealing a figure familiar to the three of them.

The black dress is like the night, as gorgeous as peaches and plums, and the breath is cold, it is Li Lieyue.

Seeing the Saintess of Chongming Sect appearing alone, the three of them did not move at all.

Their target this time is Pei Ling, the holy son of Chongming Sect. Now that Ning Wuye has not arrived, it is not the time to startle them.

More importantly, according to intelligence, Pei Ling is currently in the formation. Once they take action against Li Lieyue, the other party will definitely provide support immediately. At that time, it will be three against two. With the ability to transform gods, they are also in a situation where they lose more and win less.

Therefore, what they have to do now is to wait for Ning Wuye to arrive and Li Lieyue to leave.

At this time, on the other side of the Jishui River, after Li Lieyue landed, he quickly noticed the existence of the formation with the sect's secret technique.

She stepped forward quickly, and her divine sense spread out mightily, exploring the surrounding environment.