I just want to be a quiet man

The aura of loftiness, vastness, insignificance, and height suddenly became strong, and figures with white robes and golden rings suddenly appeared. , awe-inspiring.

The Three Great Demon Gates Arrive!

It was similar to the situation when Pei Ling challenged Suzhen Tiancen to be the teacher last time. Of the nine sects, only Chongming Sect, where Pei Ling belonged, did not send anyone.

Wuchouzi and the others wandered around, their gazes passing over the other seven sects, as if they saw dusty rocks, their eyes were flat and calm, and finally fell on Pei Ling, they all nodded slightly: "The hypocrisy!" Indulging in the illusion, the Dao heart has been completely submerged in the dust."

"The Lord of Nine Yi Mountain is able to act as the head teacher in this illusion, and he must have some background in the lower immortals."

"But the inferior immortals are the inferior immortals. If you fall into a maze and don't know it, you are beyond your own capabilities."

"Even if the Patriarch of Jiuyi Mountain took action himself, facing Immortal Emperor Pei, he was nothing more than a mayfly shaking a tree. Even though he struggled in every possible way this time, how is he any different from a jumping clown?"

The Taishang elders on the side of Nine Yi Mountain all looked cold.

The style of this Wushi Villa is well known in the entire Panya world. In normal times, monks with their level of cultivation would not bother to argue with these demon cultivators.

But right now, Zhengdao has lost four rounds in a row, and the final battle is imminent. The mountain master has already gone all out, but he must not let his morale drop at this time!

Then, a white-bearded and haired Nine Yi Mountain Taishang elder immediately said: "Immortals value life, and there is no limit to people." [Note]

"You all claim to be immortals, but you are moody, you kill at will, you often slaughter all living beings in a single thought, and you idle around all day long, aimlessly."

"There is neither the ethereal carefreeness of the immortal family, nor the benevolence of the immortal family to protect all living beings, nor the desire of the immortal family to save others."

"It's just ridiculous!"

"Such a self-proclaimed 'immortal' is nothing more than a 'devil' nature, who treats a deer as a horse!"

Hearing this, the gray-robed monks slowly raised their heads, and said lightly: "Mortal ants are like dust."

"Immortals value life, and the most expensive thing should be the continuation of the vitality of this world, which will last forever!"

"The hypocrisy is short-sighted, but it places billions of ants on the precious world that carries countless creatures and perfect laws."

"If you put the cart before the horse like this, you are really a great thief in heaven and earth, you deserve to be killed, you deserve to die!"

Qi Zilang said coldly: "The thief of the evil way, confuse black and white, don't be shameless!"

"All previous battles between righteousness and evil have been provoked by you in the Tower of Reincarnation. Innocent lives have been killed and injured countless times, and the crimes are heinous."

"Nine major sects, if you should kill or die, the reincarnation tower is the first!"

The monks of the Tiansheng Sect smiled and said: "All living beings in the world, why are some beings slaughtered suddenly, while others are peaceful?"

"This is God's will!"

"Life and death, honor and disgrace, are determined by God."

"The hypocrisy does not know the number of days, and it is ridiculous to resent the rolling trend of the world with one's own strength."

"Besides, of all things in nature, only human beings are the most expensive."

"However, you force the humble aliens, who have intelligent materials, to be equal to the human race. If you do this perversely, the hypocrisy will not be destroyed, and the way of heaven will not exist!"

Seeing that the two sides were talking, and they were about to start a battle, Pei Ling's voice came from the dharma boat: "This junior is here to fight with the Lord of Jiuyi Mountain. The time is coming, please give this junior a fight." Thin noodles, don't make trouble."

Chapter 169: Lord of Nine Yi Mountain.

Pei Ling's voice was very calm, without any hint of threat or irritation.

If it was in the past, there were all the elders and patriarchs of the nine major sects present, and there were many rebellious people among them. Even if he was the holy son of Chongming sect, no one would listen to his words .

But now, with four consecutive victories, the name of "Sword Demon" has been thoroughly spread among the five sects of Zhengdao.

Although he is a junior, in terms of status, he is faintly on the same level as many long-established and time-honored brands, and even surpasses him!

Any action he made should not be underestimated in the eyes of the five sects of the righteous way.

And compared to the Five Sects of the Righteous Way, the Demon Sect, which is more vulnerable to the strong, is even more so!

Therefore, as soon as Pei Ling finished speaking, Wuchouzi and other monks from Wushi Villa immediately said, "Since the Immortal Emperor has spoken, we are also immortals from the upper realm, so we should do it conveniently."

The gray-robed monks in the Reincarnation Tower didn't speak, but they didn't continue to stir up trouble, they all fell silent.

The Supreme Protectors of the Tiansheng Sect smiled slightly, and Ren Jiao, the leader, said slowly: "We have given Pei Shengzi face, today, we will not care about hypocrisy."

The righteous side looked at the three demon gates coldly, and did not continue to sneer.

The whole world soon fell into a deadly silence.

Above the sky, powerful auras are flourishing, each occupying one side.The land that was originally full of traps, plagues, miasma, and curses... was filled with sword energy, bright lights, and dark air. It was cold and vast, and it became more and more complicated.

In the long wind, time passed bit by bit.

When the three hours approached, a figure appeared in the sky. His sleeves swelled in the wind, his eyes were warm and peaceful. He was holding a whisk in one hand and holding a small hill in the other. He was stepping into the void and walking step by step.

Every time he took a step, when the light green Taoist robe fluttered, he suddenly passed through many spaces and moved forward a lot.

Its aura is surging, vast and majestic, no less than that of Tiexiong Watchman in Yanxi City before!

The pinnacle of harmony!

In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on the mountain master.

Inside the huge dharma boat, on the top floor, Pei Ling, who occupied the high seat, also frowned slightly.

The Lord of Jiuyi Mountain... must have used some means similar to Tie Xiong Tuo, but I don't know what the price the Lord paid...

Thinking of this, he immediately sent a voice transmission to Shi Nanzi: "Let's drive the dharma boat and stay away from this place."

Shi Nanzi replied via voice transmission: "Yes!"

The next moment, Pei Ling's figure flickered, and he had already escaped from the dharma boat and appeared in the void, facing the mountain master who was standing in the air.

Behind him, the runes on the huge dharma boat were brightly lit up, and countless formation patterns gradually lit up, and quickly flew away into the distance.

The mountain lord looked calm, looked at Pei Ling, and said in a gentle voice: "Tao Wendu, the mountain lord of Jiuyi Mountain, is here to fight."

"I don't know if You are ready?"

Pei Ling nodded and said, "It's ready."

Hearing this, all the monks watching the battle all retreated into the distance.

In the whole world, only Tao Wendu and Pei Ling were left in an instant.

Pei Ling said calmly, "Please!"

Tao Wendu nodded slightly, swept the dust in his hand, and the three thousand silver threads shot up instantly, like a majestic waterfall, all over the sky in an instant, sweeping towards Pei Ling.

Pei Ling subconsciously wanted to draw the knife, but when he thought of "seeing blood when it comes out of the sheath", his hand stopped immediately.

The next moment, he said in a cold voice: "Everyone!"

High above the sky, countless black flying swords with simple styles suddenly appeared, all with majestic and fierce auras. This is a replica of the ancestor sword of the Han Anjian Sect!

The densely packed ancestral swords surged like a river, surging towards Yinsi screaming.

The sword intent pierces the air, the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and the intention of destroying and breaking the sharpness fills the whole world.

brush brush...

All the silver threads attacking Pei Ling were easily cut off by Zu Jian.

Like a horizontal sword breaking a waterfall, the silver threads are surging like huge waves, splitting one after another under the blade of the sword.

Immediately afterwards, with a thought in Pei Ling's mind, countless dark red lines appeared all over his body. After all the lines appeared, they rushed towards his back.

Soon, thick darkness appeared, and the incarnation of Mo Lilan stepped out of the darkness, covered her body with black hair and black hair.

Without any hesitation, after she appeared, she immediately began to cast a series of simple and simple formulas.

[Mist of the Underworld] began to spread from its body, like ink dripping into clear water, and the original day quickly emerged with layers of twilight.

Pei Ling looked at the overwhelming silver threads, her expression remained motionless.

No matter what tricks the mountain master has, as long as he uses the fairy art of "Dameng of the Underworld", the winner can be determined!

At this time, the mountain master looked at the scene in front of him calmly, without any surprise, and immediately sacrificed the tiny hill in his hand, and at the same time played a simple formula in his hand.

Tiny hills immediately flew into the air, and then quickly grew in size.

In the blink of an eye, [Mount in the Palm] is already majestic and majestic, spanning thousands of miles, truly covering the sky and the sun, covering the entire world!

The huge mountain fell on Pei Ling's head!

Pei Ling immediately felt an incomparably huge suction force coming from the mountain, and his body began to uncontrollably rush towards the mountain!

His complexion remained unchanged, and he immediately controlled the replica of the ancestor sword and slashed towards the mountain.

brush brush...

Sparks splashed like a shower, and amidst the sound of metal and iron clashing, the mountain was immediately cut with deep sword marks, but compared to the majestic mountain, these sword marks were not even flesh and blood wounds, they were insignificant at all.

At the same time, Pei Ling immediately felt that all the replicas of the ancestor sword that had been cut into the mountain had lost contact with him.

The falling speed of the mountain was getting faster and faster, the majestic wind roared in the ears, and the huge impact caused the originally solid ground below to ripple like water waves.

Rocks, sand, water, vegetation, curses, plagues, sword intents, sword auras, traps, ghosts... everything was wiped out in front of this vast distance, shattering in all directions.

Pei Lingmo's hair and robe sleeves were all fluttering and dancing, and the strong wind blowing towards her was already as sharp as a blade.

And the sword marks that were cut out on the mountain, in the blink of an eye, returned to their original state, as if they had never existed.

Seeing that the mountain was about to hit him, Pei Ling said in a cold and grand voice: "Ni!"

[Mount in the Palm] The tendency to fall stopped instantly, but this is the magic weapon of Nine Yi Mountain, but it has no intention of retreating at all.

However, what Pei Ling wants right now is only time!

He immediately turned from defense to offense, and said in a cold voice: "Curse!"

A powerful curse power descended in an instant, filling the world in an instant.

Immediately, large areas of festering appeared on Tao Wendu's body, and above the wound, a malevolent human face the size of a fingernail quickly emerged and spread.

The magic formula in his hand changed, and an awe-inspiring breath immediately rose from behind, pure and clear, full of Taoism from the outside world, like a deep spring in a deep mountain, the first snow in winter, sweet and clear.

In a blink of an eye, all faces disappeared, and the rotten body returned to normal.

Tao Wendu swept the whisk in his hand again, and the turbulent silver waterfall roared up again, filling the sky and the earth, entwining towards Pei Ling.

Chapter 1 Seventy: The Holy Son will block the sword god for us!

Looking at the menacing silver threads all over the sky, Pei Ling was full of doubts.

[Ning Tian Da Meng] He has used it many times, the owner of Jiuyi Mountain, it is impossible not to know his fairy art!

Under normal circumstances, the opponent should use whatever hole cards they should have now. Only by stopping his immortal technique can they have a good chance of winning.

But right now, the opponent's attack is just a test, and he didn't use all his strength at all!

Something is wrong!

When his thoughts turned, Pei Ling had already controlled many replicas of the ancestral sword, and slashed at the incoming silver thread.

Whoosh...

Wherever the blade went, the sound of the silk thread cracking could be heard endlessly, like snow waves surging and roaring, scattered all over the ground in a blink of an eye.

The next moment, Mo Lilan pointed at Ruo Lanhua, and she had already performed the last spell!

Incomparably thick darkness instantly enveloped the entire audience.

【Dream of Hades】has come true!

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far away.

The spectators were staring at the battlefield intently.

Seeing that Pei Ling and the Mountain Lord had officially started the battle, Empress Liu Greed asked via voice transmission with a serious expression: "What do you all think, who will win this battle?"

The crowd fell silent for a while.

If it had been before, seeing the Mountain Lord use the clan treasure [Mount in the Palm], as well as the secret means of Jiuyi Mountain... Everyone would think that the Mountain Lord will win!

But looking back at Pei Ling's challenge, Tiexiong Tuan of Yanxi City used the magic weapon of Zhenzong [Evil Slashing Axe] and [Seven Kills Misfortune Banner], and was defeated by Pei Ling; The magic weapon [Xinghuang Konghou] and the strong foundation [The Immortal Seal] were also defeated by Pei Ling; the great elder Cheng Dun of the Cold Dark Sword Sect, please use the ancestral sword to carry the [Sword Intent to Slay Immortals] with the Dao body, but was still defeated by Pei Ling. Pei Ling's hand; in the end, the sword god He Fuqiong was also defeated by Pei Ling's sword...

What's more, Pei Ling's cultivation has reached the peak in the mid-term of He Dao, and the opponent is stronger than the previous four battles!

Thinking of this, the white-bearded and hair-haired elder of Jiuyi Mountain Taishang said via voice transmission: "The Lord of the Mountain will win this battle!"