I just want to be a quiet man

Thinking of this, Pei Lingping calmed down, raised his hands above his head, and the aura of his whole body changed accordingly, as if he had transformed into the arbiter of this world, majestic, majestic, tall, and tyrannical... aimed at the emperor, and slashed with all his strength.

The huge blood-colored blade instantly condensed on the sky above his head.

The blade covers the sky and blocks out the sun, like land, stretching across the sky, swallowing thousands of miles of air, majestic and majestic, like the rolling sea, and hundreds of thousands of mountains and rivers rushing to it.

Immediately, the blood blade came crashing down, slashing towards the emperor!

The bead moved lightly, and the emperor completed another ancient formula, and the figure of the fourth giant beast quickly appeared!

It looks like a giant tortoise, carrying a tall stele on its back, with a heavy and long breath.

This is Baxia!

At this moment, the terrifying and huge blade just fell.

boom! ! !

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Above the white clouds, there are many canopies and flags.

A palace man in Caiyi stood with his hands down, his posture was submissive and elegant, and he could hear needles quietly.

The queen, the envoys of the four sects, and many ministers no longer had the heart to drink and eat, and all stared intently at the battlefield above Lijing.

At the beginning, seeing the emperor use [Jinkou Yuyan], and after a few tricks, Pei Ling's blood was spilled in the sky and he was seriously injured. any surprises.

The only thing left to watch in this battle is how long Pei Ling can last.

Of course, no matter what, to be able to support so many tricks in the hands of the emperor with the cultivation base of the return to the void stage is already amazing and talented.

It can be called the first day's pride in today's world!

But immediately after, the sigh of regret in their hearts had not yet been completed, and Pei Ling actually used the law!

"Laws?" The envoy of Nine Yi Mountain twitched his eyebrows and said in a voice, "He is only in the Void Return Stage, why can he master the laws?"

Before anyone else could speak, the old man had already reacted on his own, "The Dao returns to the void!"

"That's right, it must be the great way to return to the void." The Suzhen angel stared at Pei Ling, and said in a deep voice, "Otherwise, it is impossible to use the power of the law during the return to the void."

Fu Daoxuan said coldly: "The laws he mastered are not consistent with the Dao of the Sword he has practiced."

"This law should be taken from somewhere else, not realized by itself."

The envoy of Yanxi City said in a low voice: "This law can counter the [Jinkou Yuyan] of Fellow Daoist Zhongkui, which is extremely unusual!"

"However, this is only a temporary situation."

"Even if the Dao is back to the void, if you haven't entered the Dao, no matter how strong the law you master, it's just a form."

"It's not like He Dao, but it can be used freely."

Just as they were talking, they immediately saw that the emperor ordered "Shut up" and instantly sealed Pei Ling's law.

Everyone watched this scene calmly without any surprise.

This is the suppression of the realm!

No matter what law the opponent masters, the result is the same!

However, the battle situation is changing rapidly...

Those who watched the battle didn't have time to think deeply, they saw Pei Ling's aura suddenly soared, and in a blink of an eye, he was not far away from the emperor, and his saber spirit became more and more fierce, and when he roared, he actually blocked a shot of the golden armored general Charge round!

The eyes of the envoy of Yanxi City froze, and he said in a deep voice: "Pei Ling's technique has the aura of the great way."

"But this shouldn't be the Chongming Sect's inheritance technique!"

The envoy of Jiuyi Mountain pondered and said: "That technique should have many restrictions, otherwise it should be used as soon as it comes up, and there is no need to delay it until now."

Fu Daoxuan said calmly: "Although this technique is powerful, it is only a technique after all, it is not a true harmony, and it cannot last for a long time."

"The end result is definitely no match for Fellow Daoist Zhongkui."

The angel of Suzhen looked a little complicated, regretting Pei Ling's talent, but also regretting that such a talent went astray, and sighed slightly: "It's hard for this son to post a challenge this time to fight with fellow Taoist Zhongkui to this extent." It's not really arrogant, it's really coming to seek the Tao..."

Before they finished speaking, Pei Ling immediately saw that Pei Ling raised his finger and wrote two lines of cloud script in mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, the high-level monks above the white clouds felt that the rules of this world had undergone extremely strange changes.

It seems that as long as the law is used, there will be a curse of boundless terror!

Everyone was extremely shocked. The emperor had just suppressed Pei Ling's law with [Jinkou Yuyan], and in the blink of an eye, Pei Ling was able to use similar means to counter the emperor's law?

Chapter 44: Evenly matched!

"It's the breath of the Great Dao again!" The envoy of Nine Yi Mountain looked solemn, and sat up a little straighter. "This Pei Ling, who has only returned to the Void, has mastered two techniques involving the Dao!"

The envoy of Yanxi City also frowned, and after thinking for a while, he said, "It will take time to execute this technique."

"It's a huge hole."

"But the sword spirit of his natal sword is extremely strong, otherwise, this son would have no time to use it at all."

The Suzhen angel looked at the battlefield, his eyes touched the emperor who was using the formula, and exclaimed in a low voice: "【Nine Sons Supernatural Powers】!"

When the others heard the words, they all looked towards the emperor, just in time to see a giant golden tiger-like beast quietly appearing.

This beast is as big as a mountain, fierce and violent, it is Bi An!

Seeing this, everyone also showed strange expressions, and Fu Daoxuan's rock-like firm eyes were also slightly moved: "If you can make Fellow Daoist Zhongkui use this supernatural power, then Pei Ling will be defeated next time, and it will be enough to move the world. Leave your name forever!"

"This son...it's a pity..."

While the four sects of monks were discussing in low voices, on the phoenix seat not far away, the empress with a phoenix crown and Zhai clothes, her phoenix eyes were majestic, and her brows were frowning tightly, looking at the battlefield without blinking.

With Pei Ling's strength, he could already be the Sect Master of Chongming Sect!

Right now, the emperor has been unable to attack for a long time, and the situation has fallen into a blazing state. Even if he wins in the end, he will lose all face!

In this way, the only way to restore the reputation of the dynasty and maintain the morale of the righteous way is to successfully recruit Pei Ling after defeating him!

In this way, today's battle, not only will not become a stain on the dynasty and the righteous way, but it will be a good story of a genius of the devil's way of turning from evil to righteousness, abandoning darkness and turning to light.

However, for anything, you must first prepare for the worst!

If in the end, Pei Ling still refuses to accept the offer...

Just as she was thinking, the queen saw that the emperor called out another huge beast.

[Nine Sons Supernatural Powers], it will take shape soon!

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Greedy capital.

The whole city seemed to be frozen at this moment, and there was no sound everywhere.

All the creatures held their breath and stared intently at the water mirror or the sky.

It's just that most of the creatures have low cultivation bases, and Pei Ling and the emperor shot too quickly. Whether it was the projection of the water mirror or directly looking up at the sky, they could only see the brilliance, majestic, and arousing magic of both sides. The weather is myriad.

In the mirror, the scene changes rapidly, making the creatures dizzy. Even if they try their best to wait and see carefully, all they see is a grotesque scene. They can't see anything, can't distinguish anything, and can't understand anything...

They don't know how the battle is going, which side has the upper hand, they just feel that both sides are very powerful...

"The Holy Son of the Demon Sect was seriously injured just now, why didn't His Majesty take advantage of the victory and pursue it?"

"Didn't you see so many golden-armored puppets protecting the devil's son? Your Majesty just didn't have a chance!"

"Those golden-armored puppets belong to the Holy Son of the Demon Sect? Don't they belong to His Majesty?"

"The giant beasts now belong to His Majesty..."

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On the Dharma boat.

Shi Nanzi looked at the scene in front of him with satisfaction, swaying the round fan, and said proudly: "This illusion little emperor can last for such a long time in the hands of the emperor, even though the emperor deliberately showed mercy, it is enough to move the world. It has been passed down for thousands of years!"

"That's right." Lian Tongzi nodded calmly, "This low-ranking immortal's aptitude for cultivation is indeed fair."

"It's just that a dusty Dao heart is a dusty Dao heart. It can't break through the emptiness. In the end, it can only die of old age in this illusion, and cannot return to the upper realm."

"But I hope he will not disappoint the Immortal Emperor's high hopes. After this battle, he will be able to get a glimpse of the truth."

"Otherwise, the ten thousand years of vitality that the Zhongkui family has accumulated will be wasted in vain."

Yu Ziji's eyes flickered, and she said: "The puppet dynasty has been against the sky for many years, and now it is considered a reincarnation, and the retribution is not good."

"After the Holy Son beheads the false emperor in public, the morale of the false emperor will be greatly depressed."

"Then it will be the time for me to help the righteousness!"

Shu Wu said knowingly: "Report to the sect immediately."

"Prepare to save this world!"

Tian Shengjiao was standing in twos and threes, and one of them, a female nun in a pink gauze dress, looked at Yan Xing and said, "Master Shengzi...I really want to go forward and serve right now..."

[Harmony 89 words]

Li Hange and the Li clan's disciples kept fighting, mobilized the magic weapon, and whispered the details of the battle to the clan.

However, they were no longer as anxious as they were before, and they just said in a well-regulated manner: "...the battle is resumed, the power is evenly matched, the false emperor is shameless, he reneges on his debts in public, he has already lost, and he still has the face to continue fighting with the Holy Son! "

"The Holy Son is so powerful, it's unimaginable..."

"Pseudo-emperors don't have to be shameless, they are worthy of hypocrisy!"

"That's right, the false emperor doesn't have the upper hand right now... His laws seem to have been broken by the Holy Son... Now he has summoned a few giant beasts with powerful auras..."

At this moment, at the front of the deck, all of the Jiansang lineage were full of red faces, cheering loudly, as if they were tirelessly cheering Pei Ling on: "The Holy Son is mighty! For thousands of years, he has boundless mana, and he can rule the world with his sword!"

"The Holy Son is mighty! For thousands of years, with boundless magic power, the sword will rule the world!"

Similar to those low-level monks in the capital city, their cultivation base is not high, and they can't see the specific battle situation clearly, and they don't know who has the upper hand at all.

But with the record of the Holy Son shooting down the puppet dynasty and the false emperor with three moves just now, and now listening to the female cultivators in Wushi Villa and the Reincarnation Pagoda praising the Holy Son with full confidence and admiration, and seeing the elegant demeanor of the Li family's children, calm and calm The Annunciation, as you can guess, has the absolute advantage, it must be the Holy Son!

Thinking of this, the disciples of Jiansang's line suddenly felt full of strength all over their bodies, their spirits became more vigorous, and their motivation to wave flags and shouts became more abundant, and the shouts suddenly rang out: "The Holy Son is mighty! For thousands of years, his magic power is boundless , the sword will rule the world!!!"

... At this time, in a cabin of Fazhou.

Lin Hanyan, Chen Jingmeng, Zhao Juanjuan, and Shen Yinchen were staring at the changes in the picture in the water mirror. They were engrossed and did not notice anything unusual.

Not far from them, Si Hongduo was like a wooden sculpture, unable to move at all, and the hand on his shoulder was continuously emitting a chilly and biting breath.

In just a split second, his cultivation has been completely sealed, except for his thinking, his body is completely out of his control.

Si Hongduo's heart sank, he was discovered!

Chapter 45: Art in the mirror.

In the current situation, Si Hongduo no longer cared about his own life or death, but the four righteous junior sisters in front of him...

While thinking about it, Si Hongduo suddenly felt that he had lost control of the [Water Mirror Technique]!

Before he could react to what the person behind him wanted to do, the picture in the water mirror began to change quietly.

The high vault was as green as emerald, Pei Ling and the emperor fought hand to hand, and in just a split second, the winner was decided.

The emperor's blood spilled into the sky, his aura declined sharply, his crown was shattered, his clothes were torn, and his face looked decayed and embarrassed.

Knowing that he was defeated, he couldn't help but look miserable, and knelt down and begged for mercy in front of the entire capital city, courtiers, relatives, and envoys of the four sects: "The cultivation level of the holy son is unpredictable, I, no, the old man's strength is low , far from being an opponent of the Holy Son, now he is willing to surrender, please raise your hands high, and spare the old man's life!"

"I am willing to offer my wife and daughter as slaves and handmaids to serve the Holy Son!"

Pei Ling was independent of the void, and white clouds gathered from all directions as if summoned, and instantly condensed into a large throne.

Sitting down with her robe lifted, Pei Ling said quietly: "Of all things in nature, people are the most expensive."

"The Zhongkui family can't be counted tomorrow. With the genus of the scales, they are on an equal footing with the human race. The crime is serious and deserves death!"

"You are the pseudo-emperor of the Zhongkui family, and you should have smashed the corpse into thousands of pieces and extracted the soul."

"But this Holy Son was born honorable, and he will be gracious."

"Since your wife and daughter are the slaves of this holy son today, you can make an exception."

"It's just that when you are a good student, teach them the rules, and serve them with all your heart from now on. Don't be jealous and cause trouble."

The emperor kowtowed again and again, gratefully saying: "I will obey the order of the Holy Son!"