I just want to be a quiet man

[Nightmare Divine Ability]!

[Curse of Everlasting Hate]!

boom! ! !

The entire coffin shook violently, and the fist of the cultivator of Yanxi City rubbed against Pei Ling's body and hit the coffin heavily.

Dodging the punch dangerously, Pei Ling opened his mouth slightly, but before he could spit out the cold and grand word "curse", knives, guns, swords, halberds, Spears... countless blades!

puff puff puff...

The snow blade was cold and sharp, and Pei Ling's body was instantly pierced with holes. In the blood holes, blood gurgled and splashed all over the coffin.

The severe pain that seemed to be dismembered in an instant spread from all over his body.

Pei Ling's face turned pale for a while, but then, the weapons that pierced into Pei Ling's body were all retracted along the ejected trajectory.

All the blood flowing out of it flowed backwards, the wound healed and disappeared, and the fists of the monks in Yanxi City also retracted backwards.

Everything returned to the moment when Pei Ling just shot!

boom! ! !

Pei Ling punched out, and wherever the wind of the fist went, the space was slightly distorted.

The monks in Yanxi City avoided it dangerously. At this moment, Pei Ling's whole body burst out with knives, guns, swords, halberds, spears... Countless weapons!

The scene is exactly the same as before, but the roles played by the two sides are weirdly swapped!

Chapter 185: A deal.

Clang clang clang clang clang...

The moment the weapon was about to pierce into the body of the cultivator of Yanxi City, densely packed all kinds of weapons also emerged from the body of the cultivator of Yanxi City. The cold light flickered, sparks splashed in all directions, and after a burst of fierce metal and iron clashing sounds, Pei was blocked. Ling's reversal of the outcome.

The cultivator of Yanxi City looked at Pei Ling sharply, and said hoarsely, "The Dao returns to the void...It's a pity...they didn't get along..."

"No matter how strong the law you master...you can't support it..."

As soon as the words fell, the many weapons transformed from Pei Lingzhou's body all disappeared like snow falling into the sun!

The swords ejected from the armor of the monks in Yanxi City immediately swelled and stretched out, and each blade turned into a mighty and resolute armored general.

The first warrior was tall and short, as if cast from pure steel. The position of the visor was tightly covered, carving out the outline of a prehistoric beast. His whole body was full of barbaric, ferocious, and fierce aura.

Holding a battle ax in his hand, he raised it high, and with the sound of wind and thunder, he slashed at Pei Ling brazenly.

The second warrior is lean and thin, tall and tall, holding a pair of halberds, moving dexterously in the cramped space, like a poisonous insect dormant in the dark night, the halberds are like snakes, piercing Pei Ling's vitals; the third The warrior general's armor is full of pits and pits, with various scars all over, the breath of blood and fire rushing towards his face, he looks cold and silent, with a mace on his shoulder, and the sharp rivets are shining with a cold light.

"call!"

There was a sudden sound of wind, and the mace slammed into Pei Ling's head with a mighty force.

The space in the coffin is small, but it can no longer accommodate the fourth general.

The strong wind blows to the face, the sharp blade has not yet reached the body, the cold feeling is already all over the body, Pei Ling is inevitable, there is no room for the slightest movement, he immediately knows in his heart that this is the law mastered by the monks of Yanxi City!

The other party is a big realm higher than him, and he has just entered the third gate immediately after leaving the second gate. The power of law newly obtained in the second gate has no time to sort out, and he is very unskilled in mastering it. Therefore, there is no Can completely reverse the result just now.

The next moment, Pei Ling's aura changed, and a sea of ​​blood gushed out through his body, and the sword intent rose up, as if his whole body turned into a peerless murderous knife in an instant.

In an instant, three saber auras as bright as a drop of blood appeared around him.

The three saber qi are as condensed as the essence, and the shape is the same as that of the Nine Souls Dao. On the blade, three pairs of eyes that contain joy, anger and sorrow respectively open suddenly.

The three [Blood Fiend Blade Soul] transformed by the sword spirit were cut out instantly.

Dangdang Dangdang!

The sound of gold and iron was booming, and after a clang, three saber qi blocked the weapons of the three generals.

Seeing that their weapons were blocked by saber energy, the three warriors were full of fighting spirit, and suddenly raised their heads and let out a deep roar, roaring like thunder, rolling away in all directions.

Immediately, the general's aura rose sharply, and the saber aura was suddenly shaken away.

The wind was fierce and sharp, and the weapons of the three generals continued to blast at Pei Ling.

At the same time, the cultivator of Yanxi City opened his mouth, and immediately spit out countless swords, guns, swords, halberds and other weapons, like a long river purely composed of weapons.

Surging and surging, it swept out endlessly, as if it wanted to swallow Pei Ling completely.

Pei Ling is still absorbing the fate of the monks in Yanxi City, and has no intention of letting go.Suddenly, thick and substantial darkness filled his body, and the darkness invaded quickly, engulfing the entire coffin in the blink of an eye.

In the darkness, countless whispers sounded, and the three saber auras that were shaken away made a turning point in mid-air, and quickly met the weapon spat out by the monks of Yanxi City.

In front of Pei Ling, six sword qi resembling blood training emerged again.

Clang clang clang clang clang...

Puff puff……

A series of clanking sounds were heard, as dense as a shower, and Pei Ling's body was immediately pierced by countless weapons.

In the darkness, a cold and treacherous voice sounded instantly: "Nei!"

All the weapons that pierced Pei Ling's body began to retreat along the previous trajectory, the blood in the wounds flowed back, and the wounds began to recover one by one.

But the speed of this regression is getting slower and slower.

When Pei Ling still had a sharp dagger stuck in his waist, the backward movement had already stopped.

The cultivator of Yanxi City didn't hear the whispers in the darkness, and punched Pei Ling directly.

boom! ! !

Pei Ling didn't have time to dodge for a while, and received the punch firmly.

His whole body hit the coffin board, blood slowly dripped from the corner of his mouth, and he said loudly and coldly, "Curse!"

The body of the monk in Yanxi City was rotten, pus was flowing at a faster speed, the stench became stronger, and more and more faces appeared on the wound.

"Hee hee... hee hee... hee... hee hee..."

Sharp and piercing laughter resounded throughout the coffin.

The monk Yanxi City's face remained unchanged, and he continued to attack.

bang bang bang bang...

In a small space, the two fought quickly at a speed that was hard to discern with the naked eye.

The blood fell drop by drop at first, and soon splashed, and then turned into a gurgling stream. Pei Ling's injuries became more and more serious, but he still didn't let go, Yan Xi The fate of the monks in the city flowed into his body continuously.

And gradually, as the loss of fate became more and more serious, the aura of the monks in Yanxi City became weaker and weaker.

His figure is like a picture scroll wetted by rain, getting shallower and lighter.

Boom boom boom...

The coffin kept vibrating, tearing through the cobwebs around it, making the dust rustle, and the battle became more and more fierce.

...After a long time, the movement in the coffin finally gradually subsided.

At this moment, inside the coffin, the figure of the cultivator of Yanxi City was almost transparent, and his breath was extremely weak.

Pei Lingzhou's body was covered with bruises, and the blood soaked his robe. Under him, he gathered into a pool of blood. His complexion was as pale as paper.

Right now he is not in a coma, and is already supported by his will.

Both sides are already at the end of their strength, and there is not much power left, only enough for the last shot.

The chaotic aura around the monk in Yanxi City, as well as the monstrous hatred for the living, have become extremely thin. The loss of a lot of life has taken away his strength, and also made his eyes have a gleam of clarity.

He suddenly asked in an obscure and low voice: "Which sect's arrogance are you..."

Hearing this, Pei Ling hesitated for a moment, but finally replied: "The Holy Son of Chongming Sect, Pei Ling."

The monk of Yanxi City nodded slightly, and then said weakly: "Chongmingzong...help me...bring...a thing...back to Yanxi City..."

"Yanxi City...Fushi..."

"My seat's destiny... counts... as a deposit..."

"...After the matter is completed..., Fushi...will give you the rest...reward..."

Chapter 186 : The system heals you...

Pei Ling was startled when he heard this, but before he nodded, the cultivator of Yanxi City suddenly took out a bright silver token.

This token is about the size of the palm of an adult man of the human race. On one side is engraved with the word "Ling" in cloud seal, surrounded by intertwined and curved patterns, which looks quite simple; on the other side, it is densely carved with all kinds of weapon.

In addition to ordinary weapons such as knives, guns, swords and halberds, there are all kinds of strange weapons, too many to count.

Those weapons are all incomparably small, but when you focus on them, you can hear the whistling sound of thousands of soldiers, which seems real and unreal.

Zheng!

The song is clearer and more generous, passionate and majestic.

Pei Ling was in a trance for a while, and then suddenly came back to his senses, and when he looked again, he saw that many weapons were already moving, like fish swimming among the tokens, exuding bursts of pure and incomparable sharpness , seems to be able to cut and chop everything in the air.

As if sensing the aura of this token, the Nine Soul Knife vibrated slightly, its fierceness rose, and there was a strong sense of fighting for the front.

The monk of Yanxi City let go of the token, and the token was suspended in mid-air, and the intention of destroying oneself and breaking the sharpness became stronger and stronger.

"My seat... Fu Yijin..."

"It's Yanxi City... from the Fu family..."

"This...token...is what was entrusted..."

Speaking of this, the monk of Yanxi City sighed slightly, "This seat...can't resist...the demon in my heart...departed from...the original intention..."

"It should have disappeared..."

"Longing for life... so far... this ending... no injustice..."

While speaking, he slowly closed his eyes.

Fu Yijin instantly gave up all his strength to resist, and his fate suddenly surged out like a flood, pouring into Pei Ling's body frantically.

Pei Ling's aura soared, and the strength in his body continued to rise. At the same time, Fu Yijin's aura rapidly weakened.

With just a flick of a finger, Fu Yijin's figure had already dissipated silently like green smoke, without leaving the slightest trace.

Until this time, Pei Ling finally came to his senses. He looked at the token of thousands of soldiers walking away, immediately raised his hand, and put it away.

This token is quite spiritual. When it is touched by the palm, all the sharp edges are instantly subdued, and the original bright silver color also quickly dims. In the blink of an eye, it turns into a dark, inconspicuous piece of iron.

Pei Ling put it into the storage bag, and then cupped her hands at the place where Fu Yijin disappeared.

As long as he can leave Yousu Tomb alive this time, he will definitely bring the things!

Thinking of this, Pei Ling felt the numerous injuries all over his body, and immediately took out the elixir and took it, operated the exercises, and dissipated the power of the medicine.

It didn't take long for the medicinal power to spread into the limbs and bones, and the injury began to recover.At this moment, Pei Ling's complexion suddenly twisted, and a boundless hatred for the living, as well as the idea of ​​bloodbathing the world's demons and killing all the injustices in the world, quickly spread in his mind.

Pei Ling immediately closed her eyes tightly, trying her best to deal with the impact on the monk's fate in Yanxi City.

"Boom boom boom!"

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Immediately afterwards, a familiar voice came: "Junior, you haven't said just now, how is the battle between righteousness and evil going?"

"This king just recalled that the inheritance of Dan Zu is actually divided into two parts, and only one part is in the hands of the medicine fairy."

"The other part is stored in the library hall of my royal family."

"Since you can get the approval of the medicine fairy, there must be no problem. In this case, I will open the door right now, let me go in, and explain it to you in detail..."

He is a monk from the Liugreed Dynasty!

Pei Ling's heart sank immediately. The injuries on his body have not yet fully recovered, and it will take some time for him to adjust to his peak state.

The impact of Fu Yijin's fate is still eroding. It can be said that after the last battle, the monks who didn't want to have arrived before they had time to catch their breath!

Realizing that the situation was critical, Pei Ling quickly made a decision to solve the problem of fate first!

So, Pei Ling immediately murmured in her heart: "System, I want to practice, one-click trusteeship [End of the Last Dao]!"

"Ding dong! The intelligent cultivation system will serve you wholeheartedly! One-click trusteeship, smart upgrade! Now start trusteeship training, intimate reminder: During the training period, the host will lose control of the body, please don't panic..."

"Ding dong! It is detected that the host is seriously injured and needs to be healed immediately..."