I just want to be a quiet man

The huge blood blade quickly condensed on the top of his head, and his whole aura suddenly changed, looking majestic and far away, fierce and terrifying, the majestic meaning dissipated, and he swallowed thousands of miles.

In a blink of an eye, the blood blade roared down like the sky was falling.

boom! ! !

The saber energy surged and roared, like a sea of ​​blood surging wantonly. Between the lightning and flint, it slashed the blood claws one by one, bursting out with a powerful impact.

The impact one after another is like the ripples of a pond during a shower, which rises again and again, layer after layer, like waves.

The fight between the monks in the transcending tribulation period and the monks in the Taoism period could have easily razed the entire Resisting Frost City to the ground.

But at this moment, such terrifying power did not cause any damage to the city.

All the overwhelming aftermath was blocked by the four walls of the main hall.

The wall trembled crazily, and huge cracks appeared one after another, but it returned to its original state in a snap of the fingers, as if it had never been damaged.

The patriarch of the "Five Plagues" hastened to restrain his strength, but Pei Ling's saber energy was extraordinary. This duel between the two almost directly broke the rules in [One Pure Land]!

The patriarch quickly played out a grotesque formula. In the city of Resisting Shuang, inns, private houses, and caves... were all banned, and a monk who was not dressed in gorgeous clothes walked out with stiff steps.

In the door they opened, one can see pieces of spirit stones suspended in the air, exuding pure and incomparable aura.

The eyes of these monks have lost their luster, and the corners of their eyes and brows are full of extremely greedy, and there is no other expression.The body is distorted and degenerate, and it looks quite similar to the madman in the Eternal Night Desert.

After they went out, they walked up the long street, without any hesitation, they all walked towards the gorgeous mansion next to the city lord's mansion.

Step, step, step...

At first, the steps were light and chaotic, but gradually, all the casual cultivators who had absorbed the aura from the spiritual stones began to move.

The sound of footsteps rushing from the shabby alleys, from the courtyard verandah, and from the long street... like hundreds of rivers converging into the sea, rushing towards the place where Pei Ling is.

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The yellow sand is long.

Blood flowed.

Pei Ling was alone in the vast desert with one sword, and the monsters in front of him continued to charge forward, and the roaring sound shook the sand and gravel, rustling down.

puff!

As fast as lightning, a monster tore off a large piece of flesh and blood from Pei Ling's body, and blood flowed from the wound in an instant. However, Pei Ling did not feel the slightest pain, his breath did not drop, and the system trusteeship was not interrupted.

Looking at this scene, he immediately knew that the system was using the identity of the patriarch of the "Five Plagues" to forcibly replace the injured party!

Similar operations have been used by the system before in Yousu Tomb's Creation Land!

When his thoughts turned, a mirror of blood suddenly appeared around him.

The surface of the mirror is crimson, and the pattern of the frame is complicated, like tangled flowers, but when you look closely, there are countless large and small eyeballs stacked and entangled, which is eerie.

After the blood mirror appeared, Pei Ling's real figure was immediately reflected on the mirror in the misty red light.

Seeing that the blood mirror could reveal her real face, Pei Ling was not surprised at all.

What he is facing now is a patriarch.

No matter how clever the method is, he is not surprised!

Roar! ! !

The monster roared and rushed towards the blood mirror, and rushed towards Pei Ling who was in the blood mirror.

At this moment, under the control of the system, a substantial darkness filled Pei Ling's body immediately, and the darkness spread rapidly, engulfing all the blood mirrors.

The monster that had just rushed towards the mirror appeared strangely in front of Pei Ling, and instantly tore off the bloody flesh from his body.

Pei Ling was the same as before, no injury, no pain, no change in his cultivation.

On the blood mirror, gurgles of blood suddenly began to flow out. The blood pattered and washed away the [Mist of the Underworld], revealing the figures of Pei Ling again.

The rushing monsters suddenly turned and rushed towards the mirrors of these blood mirrors.

Pei Ling opened her mouth and uttered a word without sound.

The blood that was flowing out of the mirror immediately began to retreat and return to the mirror.

In just a split second, all the blood mirrors were once again covered by [Mist of Nether Sky].

Soon, the retreat stopped, and the crimson mirror reappeared, and the figure of the founder of the "Five Plagues" was impressively reflected in the mirror.

Pei Ling immediately knew that the system used the "inverse" rule!

When he just fell into the method of the "Five Plagues" patriarch, he lost most of the rules he had mastered.

But the system has slain monsters these few times, but it has regained part of his background for him!

However, his current cultivation level has not yet recovered to the late stage of the Dao.

There is only a small part of what the system found for him!

Just as he was thinking, the bloody mirror disappeared, and the monster charged again...

Immediately, one by one blood claws appeared, Pei Ling raised the saber in his hand, and the majestic saber aura surged like waves, cutting towards all the blood claws.

boom! ! !

As sparks splashed, huge movements shook the entire space, the yellow sand jumped violently, the dunes trembled, and the original desert seemed to turn into surging quicksand.

Where the saber qi fell, the blood claws disappeared one by one.

The heavy footsteps like beating drums sounded again, and more monsters appeared from a distance, rushing towards Pei Ling.

But this time, the system didn't wait for these monsters to approach, and shot directly.

The bloody saber energy was like a net, chopping out violently.

Wherever the sharp blade went, stumped limbs and arms were scattered all over the ground, and blood flowed like rain and snow!

A large number of monsters were cut to pieces, and the desert was instantly dyed in layers of crimson.

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In the void, the monks of the eight sects stared at the battlefield intently, and most of them held their breath and watched the battle seriously.

Only Wuchouzi and the others were sitting lazily cross-legged in Gao Qiong, taking out drinks and spirit fruits from the storage bag for a drink, while chatting casually: "Emperor Pei is worthy of being an immortal emperor, even though he can only use ordinary things right now." The body, the ordinary methods, the quick response, and the vicious vision are by no means comparable to these inferior immortals."

"The Immortal Emperor's heels are extremely profound, even among the villas, there are very few, so how can we talk too much?"

The monk who looked like a beggar shook his head slightly and said, "It's the patriarch of this phantom pagoda. Tell me, how long can he last?"

The monk like a noble son said lightly: "It's just a low-level immortal. Even if you have the cultivation base of the tribulation period, you can only support it for three to five days at most."

The lady-like monk smiled and said, "Emperor Pei has unpredictable methods, and a lowly immortal like the Illusory Land Pagoda can only last for a day at most."

"This seat guesses an hour."

"The old man thinks it is a quarter of an hour."

"Hehe, I guess at most ten breaths..."

Wuchouzi sipped the spirit wine, shook his head slightly and said, "It's impossible with ten breaths."

"Emperor Pei Xian came here to challenge the patriarch of this illusion tower, the main purpose is to give advice to this inferior immortal."

"Once this low-level immortal with a dusty heart loses too quickly, what can he comprehend with his poor foundation and heels?"

"The Immortal Emperor is benevolent, since he has personally taught this inferior immortal, he must also be sympathetic to his stupidity, and will not force the inferior immortal to his difficulties."

When the other monks of Wushi Villa heard the words, they all nodded: "That's right."

"In this case, I guess it should be half an hour..."

2 Chapter Fifty: The Battle of the Rules.

At the same time, in the mighty Qingming, the dust and sand are hard to reach.

The orthodox monks standing together watching the battle were also talking in low voices.

He Fuqiong stood in the air, his crow-colored Taoist robe fluttering with the wind, his brows were furrowed, and he said in a deep voice: "Something is not right, the monsters summoned by the old devil 'Five Plagues' are too weak!"

When the others heard the words, they all nodded: "It's really strange."

"Since you want to devour Pei Ling's background, why are these monsters so vulnerable?"

Wenren Lingse's short hair fluttered with the wind, and when it rose and fell, the black hair brushed against her chin, making her more beautiful, she said in a deep voice: "The old devil of the 'Five Plagues' is a monk in the period of transcending tribulation, and his methods will definitely not It's as simple as we can see."

Cen Fangwo stood with her sleeves folded, her embroidered skirt fluttering in the wind, but the pearls in her bun remained motionless. She looked at Pei Ling who was fighting with a knife without blinking, nodded her head slightly, and said in approval: "That's right."

"Those monsters look very weak, and Pei Ling can kill them easily. I'm afraid they were deliberately killed by Pei Ling..."

In the end, Kuiyou Zhidun was crowned illustriously, with his hands behind his back, his piercing eyes fixed on Pei Ling, and he spoke slowly: "Pei Ling's breath is recovering."

"Even if those monsters were intentionally created by the old devil 'Five Plagues' and specially given to him to kill, Pei Ling can't stop now!"

Zhen Jianghui looked at the battlefield with her arms in the dust, and nodded slightly: "That's right, right now, Pei Ling can only have the strength to fight the old devil of the 'Five Plagues' as soon as possible by recovering his cultivation at the late stage of He Dao... ..."

While chattering and discussing, the monks of the five orthodox sects stared intently at Pei Ling in the battlefield and the monsters flooding up like a tide.

Just like Pei Ling, they can only see the scenes in [One Pure Land] now, and they are not aware of everything in Reshuang City...

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Resist Frost City.

The gorgeous mansion next to the city lord's mansion.

Step, step, step...

The sound of chaotic footsteps broke the original calm here, and the sound of "ho ho" came one after another. Distorted casual cultivators, like depraved madmen, rushed in groups and stepped into the gate.

Their eyes had faded away, and their bodies had all kinds of strange shapes. After entering the door, they went straight to the main hall, screaming and killing the cloaked figure.

Behind the long table, the figure in the cloak seemed to sense something, and shot directly without any hesitation.

The blood-colored saber aura criss-crossed like a huge net, traveling through the void, and with the momentum of thunder, it slashed at these deformed monks.

brush brush...

Crimson filled the air, blood spattered, stumped limbs and broken arms fell like fallen leaves, and scattered all over the courtyard.

The casual cultivators who rushed in had no power to resist, and Dang was cut to pieces by the saber energy.

The blood water gradually gathered on the ground, forming a gurgling stream, soaking through the brick soil, exuding a strong fishy and sweet smell.

In the blink of an eye, the originally well-furnished and exquisitely furnished mansion suddenly turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, a purgatory on earth.

However, after the transformation, the loose cultivators did not know fear, and continued to gather from all over the city. They stepped into Pei Ling's mansion one after another, and rushed straight at Pei Ling, who was immediately killed by the bloody saber energy on the spot...

Not long after, the ground in the mansion was no longer able to swallow the blood stains, and the dark red blood accumulated into a shallow pool of blood, and pieces of clothing material floated up.

The blood continued to rise, and finally broke through the threshold limit, flowing to the long street like a bloody river...

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On Gao Qiong, the patriarch of the "Five Plagues" who was watching this scene nodded slightly.

This junior of Chongming Sect is not simple!

His cultivation is only at the Dao Composite stage, so he can fight against him in [One Pure Land], and it also made him suffer a little...

Based on this alone, it was by no means a fluke that he was able to defeat the five lords of the hypocrisy, kill the city lord of Yanxi City and the lord of Jiuyi Mountain, but a real strength!

However, this is just a junior!

No matter how hard he struggles, it is futile!

Since this son can use his identity to cheat the rules of [One Pure Land], then he will directly control those casual cultivators who have been eroded by the power of this junior into walking corpses, send them to the opponent, and kill them!

As long as Pei Ling kills enough people, enlightenment will be successful!

Thinking of this, the patriarch of the "Five Plagues" fluttered his sleeves, and immediately played out a simple formula again.

Those casual cultivators in the city who haven't received the spirit stones instantly traveled through the void and appeared in houses with the doors wide open.

Some of these houses are luxurious, some are shabby, some are heavily restricted, and some are just a few random defenses... The only thing in common is that all the houses are filled with radiant and ingenious spirit stones. and elixir.

An incomparably rich aura lingers in the room, and the Danxiang is surging like a tide, almost penetrating into the bodies of every living being that enters the room.

When these casual practitioners wondered why they suddenly appeared in an unfamiliar place, they were immediately attracted by the spirit stones and elixirs suspended in mid-air.

The next moment, their faces suddenly became extremely greedy.

Before they started to absorb these spirit stones and elixirs for cultivation, the aura and medicinal effects began to be forcibly poured into their bodies.