I just want to be a quiet man

In an instant, the fear in her heart was greatly reduced, and she pinched her ten fingers quickly, and finally played a treacherous formula. The blood all over her body was full of blood, and it rose up into the sky with a loud crash!

The surrounding fields are instantly reflected, and the sea of ​​blood is surging.

Seeing that Si Hongmiaoli's cultivation had recovered to Nascent Soul, Pei Ling immediately remembered that it was the same situation when he transformed into a god in the real fairy dream last time.

When the catastrophe came, he immediately returned to his true cultivation.

At that time, I thought it was because of the system hosting, but now it seems that it is the effect of Heavenly Tribulation...

At this time, seeing that Si Hongmiaoli was ready, Pei Ling immediately imitated his original high-grade fairy baby robbery, and controlled the robbery thunder in the cloud.

boom boom boom boom...

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Eternal Night Desert.

center.

The nine pillars are towering, and the chains of heavenly catastrophe are wrapped around the pillar body, criss-crossing, firmly binding the floating blood-colored coffin.

By the side of the giant snow-white pillar, Pei Ling and Si Hongmiaoli stood together, with their eyes closed, deep in a dream.

Suddenly, Pei Ling played a simple formula.

Above the sky, the originally dark and drooping robbery clouds suddenly became thicker.

The rolling thunder is dull and mighty, surging like a tide.

Pei Ling's robes fluttered, and his aura was instantly magnificent. It merged with the whole world, and an incomparably thick darkness gathered around him. Soon, it fell like a heavy curtain, completely covering his figure...

The calamity cloud took shape in no time, purple and green lightning flashed through it, the breath of thunder surged from all directions, and the piercing electric light shone through the whole world.

clap la la...

The cataclysmic chains wrapped around the nine pillars seemed to feel something, swimming and shrinking like a giant python, but its color began to fade.

The robbery power contained in it is being continuously absorbed by the robbery cloud above.

Bang, bang, bang... The blood-colored coffin suspended in mid-air immediately began to vibrate continuously.

Crash... Crash... All the chains were continuously tightened, and there was a sound like a wave as they swam between the stone pillars and blood coffins.

boom! ! !

A thick tribulation thunder crashed down, striking Si Hongmiaoli heavily.

Si Hongmiaoli immediately made a move, blood splattered all over his body, like a mountain torrent erupting, and dispersed like a tide in an instant.

Boom boom boom...

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Cold Dark Sword Sect.

Wu Jianyuan.

Center.

The cloud-like sword intent is lingering and sticky, and the five phantom-like long swords are ups and downs, exuding a completely different majestic aura.

Under one of the long swords with the head of a lotus flower, there is a ball wrapped in layers of sword energy and sword intent, like a huge insect cocoon, with dense sharp edges, and it is impossible to see what is going on inside.

Not far away, under another long sword with clear light, the sword energy and sword intent gathered like cotton wool, and there was also a figure wrapped in it, with a slight appearance in the gap, it was Cheng Dun.

At this time, under the long sword that looked like a lotus flower, there was a clear "click" sound from the huge sword cocoon, and immediately after, a hair-like gap split open from the cocoon body.

clack clack...

The appearance of this gap seems to be a signal.

The next moment, countless cracking sounds scrambled, and above the sword cocoon, cracks spread like spider webs towards the entire cocoon body. In an instant, fine cracks spread all over the cocoon.

At the same time, the entwined sword energy and intent dissipated quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

boom! !

Suddenly, a snow-white, pink, and radiant arm suddenly stretched out from the cocoon, piercing through the sword cocoon abruptly, and then, a slender figure walked out of it.

Huan Yunzhen's long hair is loose, and she wears a red gold flower skirt on a pine green ground, which looks like the clothes of green pine branches standing on the cliff for countless years. The skin is brighter than the snow, and the eyebrows are beautiful, but there is a hint of sharpness, like blood splashing in the snow, delicate and bright There is an undeniable sharpness in it.

With a long sword on his back, his whole body is full of vigor and sword intent.

She raised her hands, a heartfelt joy rose in her heart, the reshaping of the physical body was successful!

Feeling the vitality and powerful power of this brand new physical body, Huan Yun was very satisfied from the bottom of his heart.

Although there is still a gap between this acquired physical body and the innate Dao body formed by her father's essence and mother's blood, she can return to the Dao path with a physical body, and she can be counted as a sword cultivator of the Cold Dark Sword Sect again!

At this moment, Huan Yunzhen looked at Cheng Dun, who was still reshaping his body, and shook his head slightly.

The sword heart of this junior is very ordinary, and it can be cultivated to such a level, it is entirely because of its good physical aptitude, coupled with the pouring of a lot of resources, and Jianzong's vast cultivation methods.

This time, he was eroded by [Sword Sword Intent to Slay Immortals], cut off his body and part of his soul, his foundation was greatly damaged, and his sword heart was not strong enough. Even if he succeeds in reshaping his body now, he will stop turning into a god, and there is no hope of landing on Void Return!

Of course, there is another possibility, that is, the failure to reshape the physical body and the loss of body and spirit...

"Sword cultivator, the most important thing is the sword heart..." Huan Yunzhen said calmly, and then turned into a sword light, and escaped from Wujianyuan in an instant.

Chapter 162 : Immortal art has become stronger!

The smoke and clouds are vast, surrounded by peaks.

Such as lingering and circling with emerald green hills, covering vegetation and birds, thundering waterfalls, misty drizzle, refracting colorful rainbows.

Suddenly, the sound of the Qingyue sword resounded through the mountains, and a beam of clear light shot into the gate of the mountain, and fled towards a steep and lonely peak in the sea of ​​clouds.

Cliff Cave.

The numerous formations were opened with a bang, and a beam of sword light shot in, and after a pause on the jade platform, He Fuqiong's figure appeared.

He had just lifted his robe and sat down, and before he had time to heal his wounds, the restraint outside the cave was touched, but someone came to visit him.

He Fuqiong was still thinking about the way of swordsmanship in his heart. After realizing it, he took a distracted look, and immediately came back to his senses. He immediately opened the formation, nodded slightly towards Huan Yunzhen who quickly entered, and said calmly: "Congratulations, Mrs. Huan!" The elder successfully reshaped his physical body."

Huan Yunzhen nodded slightly, and asked directly: "I heard that Pei Ling, the son of Chongmingzong, came to challenge the suzerain. I don't know the result of this battle?"

He Fuqiong said: "Pei Ling has won, but my swordsmanship is still a little off."

Huan Yunzhen nodded, and immediately asked, "Where did Pei Ling go now?"

He Fuqiong said: "Jiuyi Mountain. Next, he will challenge the owner of Jiuyi Mountain."

"I see." Huan Yunzhen nodded, and without any nonsense, he turned into a sword light and fled away.

Elder Huan is also looking for Pei Ling?

He Fuqiong felt a little strange, but this matter has nothing to do with his swordsmanship, and it is not worth being distracted...

So, he ignored the matter, closed the cave, and started to practice...

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Eternal Night Desert.

dreamland.

The breath of thunder diffused all over the field, and above the sky, the light rose slightly, and the thick cloud of calamity gradually dispersed.

Si Hongmiaoli knelt down on one knee, her white dress of red flowers was torn everywhere, exposing her bloody skin, the blood was still oozing out, staining the fabric, as if she was wearing a bloody garment.

Among the seven orifices, there are blood stains falling slowly, and the breath is chaotic.

But as the body crazily absorbs the force of the surrounding calamity, all injuries are recovering rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Not far away, Pei Ling put away the formula, but secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Just now Si Hongmiaoli was almost struck to death by his lightning strike!

The standard of waste in the eyes of the true immortal will seems to be too high...

Of course, the main reason is that Jielei is different from ordinary spells, and it is too difficult to control. He almost failed to control it halfway, and gave Si Hongmiaoli a catastrophe in the transformation stage...

Fortunately, now that Si Hongmiaoli has successfully survived the catastrophe of a high-grade fairy baby, after his injury recovers, he can test the opponent's strength again, and then he can know the true effect of "Red World, Fear Me Like the Sky".

If there is no problem in the future, you can call Senior Sister Li over...

However, there is one thing that is very strange about performing this fairy art this time.

At the beginning, this immortal technique only had Jieyun, not Jielei.

After he passed the Hedao Tribulation, this immortal technique absorbed the tribulation thunder of the Hedao Tribulation, and the corresponding tribulation thunder was born in the calamity cloud.

This time, the Nascent Soul Tribulation was sent down to Si Hongmiaoli, and the tribulation thunder of Jieyun in the fairy art should have been reduced.

But I don't know why, until the end of the Nascent Soul Tribulation just now, the tribulation thunder in the calamity cloud has increased several times on the contrary!

Right now, he can clearly feel that the immortal art of "Red World, Fear Me Like the Sky" is stronger than ever before, but it is also more uncontrollable!

Just as she was thinking about it, she heard Princess Zhuang Shu say, "I have already prepared a suitable sacrifice for this disciple, Xianyou."

"You can offer sacrifices now, and directly raise Ling Gaozu's cultivation to the peak of Nascent Soul."

"After that, you can continue with the God Transformation Tribulation."

"In my dream, the changes of the universe can be used to induce the transformation of the gods."

"After ten thousand calamities transform into gods, I still have a lot of sacrifices here, I can continue to return to the void, and then join the Tao..."

Hearing what the princess said, Pei Ling quickly came back to his senses, and immediately said: "The cultivation base is too fast, and the mind can't keep up. It's not a good thing for me as a disciple."

"Now that we have laid a solid foundation, we should not rush for success."

"When this disciple naturally reaches the peak of Nascent Soul, I will bring her to bother Mo Xianyou again."

Hearing this, Princess Zhuang Shu was a little disappointed at once, but she didn't force her, she just said: "If you are in need of a sacrifice, you can come to find me at any time."

Pei Ling nodded: "No problem, next, I have to teach this disciple, so I will leave first."

The princess nodded slightly, and immediately flicked her wide sleeves. The dream in front of her was like a shattered lens, turning into thousands of fragments and falling down...

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Eternal Night Desert.

the present.

Nine white giant pillars stand in groups, majestic and towering.

Pei Ling and Si Hongmiaoli stood motionless beside the nine pillars. Suddenly, they woke up suddenly and opened their eyes together.

Si Hongmiaoli looked at Pei Ling and was about to speak, but Pei Ling's voice rang in her ears immediately: "If you have anything to say, we can talk about it after we get out."

After saying that, he put his arms around Si Hongmiaoli's slender waist, and was about to flee directly to the outside, when he suddenly turned his head and looked towards the coffin of the forbidden immortal.

However, the coffin was as bright as blood, suspended in the air, and nine thick chains spiraled down from the nine pillars, wrapping it layer by layer.In addition, there are countless thinner chains, either wrapped around thick chains, or suspended out of thin air, firmly binding the coffin.

However, on one of the white stone pillars, a finger-thick cataclysmic chain did not extend into the air to participate in the restraint of the blood-colored coffin, but fell powerlessly and its color was dim.

One of the chains that banned the immortals was broken!

Pei Ling frowned immediately, and immediately thought of the happy scene of Zhenxian's will just now...

Not surprisingly, this broken chain of catastrophe is probably related to the immortal technique he used just now!

Fortunately, only one was broken.

Right now, the chains that seal the coffin are layered and wound, almost airtight. There are also nine thick chains and countless thin chains.

Next, help senior sister Li transform into a god for thousands of calamities, and help Yan Minghua transform into a god for thousands of calamities...

There are also Qiao Ciguang, Si Hongmiaoli, Si Hongqingyan, Wenren Lingse, Meng Hongxuan...

If you use it more than ten or dozens of times, it should not be a big problem.

After all, the last time he pushed the coffin lid open a gap, nothing happened...

Thinking of this, Pei Ling immediately cast [Five Ghosts from Heaven] and disappeared from here with Si Hongmiaoli.

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Beyond the Eternal Night Desert.

The sun hangs high, and the yellow sand is long.

The scattered stone towers stand silently among the sand dunes, the copper bells sway with the wind and sand, and the bloody eyes look in all directions.