I just want to be a quiet man

The replica of Si Hongqing's appearance immediately raised his steps and walked on the road of "no return"!

Pei Ling lowered his arm, and the "No Return" road and the replica body disappeared.

Chapter 133: Yu Yuan.

"Death" said before, "Kong Meng", Qiao Ciguang, and Si Hongqing, if they want to leave Yousu Tomb, they must walk the road of "no return".

Right now, both "Kong Meng" and Qiao Ciguang have fulfilled this requirement, and only Si Hongqing is left.

That being the case, then Pei Ling will use the duplicate body to take the other party's place...

Anyway, just give the other two taboos an explanation.

Moreover, the two taboos may not necessarily see the problem!

After arranging all this, Pei Ling looked at Zhongmingzong again, and after confirming that Senior Sister Li, Si Hongmiaoli, Su Xirou, Hua Yuran... were all fine, he nodded slightly.

He just frowned when he saw that the patriarchs "Fuqiong" and "Xinghen" were not there in the inheritance hall.

The last time he asked the patriarch of "Xinghen" about crossing the catastrophe, he learned that several patriarchs had something to do recently.

However, if there is no patriarch in the entire Chongming Sect, what would happen to his Taoist companions if something goes wrong when refining the Tribulation Power?

Thinking of this, Pei Ling stepped out, left Yousu's tomb in an instant, and appeared above the vast sea.

His voice said calmly: "Senior 'Fuqiong', senior 'Xinghen'."

After the words were finished, Pei Ling waited for a while, only to see waves of whales and surging water all around, but there was no response.

Seeing this, he didn't hesitate, two replicas of himself immediately appeared on the left and right sides, and these two replicas immediately turned into the appearance of the "Fu Qiong" patriarch and the "Xinghen" patriarch.

Pei Ling said again in a gentle voice: "Senior 'Fuqiong', senior 'Xinghen'."

The two replicas beside him responded at the same time: "What's the matter?"

As soon as the words came out, Pei Ling immediately looked in the direction of Qingyao Mountain.

His eyes penetrated thousands of rivers and mountains, and there were many barriers. In an instant, in the depths of Yuyuan, Xunmu towered into the clouds, with thousands of dark green silk ribbons hanging down, dotted with blood tumors, and eyes full of malice , unfolded from the hematoma.Its breath is terrifying and chaotic, as if it is the embodiment of all evil, disaster, terror, tyranny, depravity... in this world.

The moment Pei Ling saw this Xunmu, Xunmu seemed to be aware of it, the dark green silk sash was swaying, and the densely packed pupils all turned to look at him across the air.

Pei Ling's complexion remained unchanged, but with a thought, the two replicas beside him disappeared in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, in the void in front of him, a majestic portal suddenly rose, exuding a majestic and cursed aura!

Pei Ling took a step and stepped into it.

After his figure disappeared in the door, the cursed door disappeared immediately.

The originally calm ocean suddenly turned into a turbulent wave, the sound of the water flowing vertically and horizontally shook the four directions, countless sea people fled in panic, huge ripples splashed, the glue turned violently, the coils formed caves, the raging sea raged, and the world was in a state of confusion within a few seconds. .

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Qingyao Mountain.

Yu Yuan.

The prehistoric aura was extremely strong, and on the Xunmu, densely packed eyes looked coldly from every thread.

Evil, chaotic, tyrannical, malicious... Almost as real.

The vast wilderness has turned into a bumpy mountain at this moment.

Huge potholes, like trauma, are scattered all over the ruins.

In the dry Yuyuan, countless smoke billowed up, straight into the sky.

There are cobweb-like cracks everywhere in the void. From time to time, chaotic storms escape, tearing apart the space, making the entire ruins feel distorted and turbulent.

The entire body of "Huai Ji" fell into the bottom of one of the huge pits, and there was a huge blood hole in his chest. Through the hole, he could clearly see the sand behind him. In the blood hole, there was dark green and turbulent, gurgling blood. , is turning from bright red to dark green.

His body is no longer perfect, his breath is scattered, and he is trying hard to stand up from the bottom of the pit.

"Yingxi" was as pale as death, half kneeling on the ground, countless dark green silk ribbons pierced through his back, nailing him to the ground, every silk ribbon turned into a wriggling living thing, sticky The coldness was constantly eroding his Dao body.

"Liao Huan" is in mid-air, and his human leather robe is fluttering, clean, without any blood stains, but from the waist down, everything has disappeared.

Instead, it is densely packed rhizomes.All the rhizomes grow closely with "Liaoyu", as if he was born with a half-human half-root. These roots take root in the earth and lift them up high, like some kind of sacrificial ceremony. In the rhizomes, blood flows towards the earth The sound of "gurgling" is endless.

The patriarch of "Liaoyu" who was held high in the air, the snakes in his eyes dissipated, his expression was gone, and he had lost the slightest breath, but he had already fallen for a long time!

"Xinghen" fell into a pool of blood. Around it, there were many bones, as if a bone blanket had been laid on the barren land. At this moment, all the bones were extremely dim in color, and even turned into ashes.

Countless dark green silk ribbons climbed out from the gaps in the bones, scrambling to wrap around every bone, extracting any nutrient.

The criss-crossing silk ribbons are like layers of spider webs, wrapping towards the "star hate".

His original robes were almost completely dyed dark green.

Chang Feng hunted, bloody breath diffused.

"Fu Qiong" stepped into the air and stood, blood dripping down the corner of his robe. On his body, in the large and small wounds, there were clusters of dark green wriggling, and blood tumors were born again, and he opened his eyes of hatred.

His aura fluctuated, with flaws and perfection appearing alternately like a revolving lantern.

Among the five, he was the only one who managed to maintain the "stainless state", but he was about to lose it!

"Fu Qiong" looked extremely pale. So far, they have tried their best, and all kinds of means that require a heavy price have been used without reservation, and even a part of the sect's background has been used.

But right now, not to mention defeating Xunmu, he couldn't even escape!

Even, they were able to live until now, entirely because Xunmu didn't use all his strength!

Do not!

To be exact, Xunmu doesn't seem to regard them as real opponents. Until now, Xunmu has been guarding against something!

When the mind was spinning, the huge tree crown covering the four poles above the head moved slightly, thousands of dark green, and swept down again.

Endless depravity, like a rolling tide, roared towards "Fu Qiong".

There seemed to be thousands of overlapping voices in the dark, resounding in the ears of "Fu Qiong", hysterically urging him to fall, fall, fall...

"Fu Qiong" immediately uttered a formula, golden light suddenly appeared in the void, the brilliance between his brows shone, and a red gold coffin suddenly appeared, filling the world with ethereal meaning.

[Golden Coffin Burial]!

The next moment, all the golden light wrapped around "Fu Qiong", and a huge phantom of the coffin emerged, completely filling it.

boom! ! !

The dark green silk ribbons that seemed to be a huge wave crashed down.

Chapter 134: This is a misunderstanding.

The golden coffin was shattered in an instant, "Fu Qiong" flew upside down, and hit the ground heavily. In the dust and sand, a new giant pit appeared, and its breath shook violently, and the meaning of perfection disappeared.

The "stainless state" was broken!

"Fu Qiong" opened his mouth, and blood gushed out violently. Within his original scars, the dark green erosion accelerated rapidly, and the bright red blood was already stained with a faint green.

He wanted to get up quickly, but couldn't.

Xunmu didn't give "Fu Qiong" a chance at all, the dark green silk sash shook again, and dense blood tumors fell like rain in an instant, covering the world in an instant.

The pupils of "Fuqiong", "Xinghen", "Yingying", and "Huaibao" dilated, watching the overwhelming blood tumors roaring towards them, but at this moment, the four of them are all dying, and they can't do any defense at all!

A strong and substantial breath of death rushed towards the face, and it seemed that the next moment, the four of them were going to follow in the footsteps of "Liao Huan", and all fell here!

However, at this critical moment, Xunmu suddenly noticed something, all the pupils turned and looked in one direction.

click!

A majestic portal suddenly rose in the void, forcing open the originally fragmented space. As the majestic curse breath escaped, an arm in a black shirt protruded from the portal, and its fingers were like knives, and it was chopped off at will.

The blood-colored saber energy suddenly gathered in the sky, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a mighty long saber, cutting it down out of thin air!

The saber aura is cold and fierce, arousing thousands of weathers, and the sharp edge Cui Wei covers the world.

boom! ! !

The surging blood tumor collided with the saber energy, and a terrifying impact erupted. The space was shattered like a thin cake, and the order in this world was in chaos!

The billowing smoke and dust dissipated, and a figure with a black shirt and a knife appeared in the sky.

Seeing that the Lord finally appeared, Xunmu didn't continue to attack. The five seemingly menacing Mahayanas were just pawns sent by this human race junior to consume his power!

From now on, the war really begins!

The breath of Xunmu changed instantly, the eyeballs, blood tumors, and dark green silk ribbons quietly disappeared, replaced by clusters of emerald green buds and leaves, the originally withered branches also showed vitality, dense green leaves , like a vast ocean, covering the blue sky.

Dotted with pure white flowers, dotted among them, like the surging waves above the sea.

In the barren prehistoric ruins, the tall and straight giant tree exudes a bright meaning, as if it is a gathering of all the good things, beautiful, strong, full of vitality, and flawless...

This is the "unstained state"!

Seeing this, Pei Ling said calmly: "Senior, we are all our own people. This is a misunderstanding."

His voice was flat at first, and then suddenly became like a forest voice, extremely perfect.

At the same time, his whole person seemed to be sublimated rapidly in the dark, looking impeccable, without the slightest flaw, like the most perfect creation between heaven and earth.

It is also "innocent state"!

The branches and leaves of Xunmu whirled, and there was a coldness in the old voice: "You have not cultivated a Mahayana, and you dare to come to find me again. This is the end of your own life!"

As he said that, the coffin whose branches were already covered by lush leaves opened one by one.

A prehistoric body crawled out.

Unlike before, the prehistoric body that appeared at this moment showed no sign of decay.

The nine-tailed fox has bright fur, burning eyes, and a strong aura that rolls out; the "Long Cheng" has a vigorous leopard tail, sharp eyes, and full of energy; emerald...

Every prehistoric body has become incomparably perfect at this moment!

Looking at this scene, Pei Ling's face remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "Senior 'Fu Qiong', you go first."

As soon as the words fell, the injuries on the bodies of "Fuqiong", "Xinghen", "Yingying", and "Huaibi" immediately began to follow the trajectory of the previous injuries, and generally retreated in the same way.

The injury recovered slightly, and the four got up immediately.

Glancing at the "Liao Huan" who was no longer breathing, "Fu Qiong" grabbed it with his hand and fished out its remains.

"careful!"

Leaving behind a hoarse sound transmission, "Fuqiong" immediately said to "Xinghen", "Yingchen" and "Huaibao", "Let's go!"

After speaking, he fled away from Yu Yuan immediately.

"Xinghen", "Yingying", and "Huaibao" glanced at Pei Ling, and then did not hesitate, and immediately followed "Fuqiong"... Pei Ling has escaped from Xunmu once, and he will be able to escape the second time. Second-rate!

Xunmu's time is running out, this time, his vitality will be further depleted, and he won't live for long!

Wait another ten or 20 years, and they will come again!

Seeing that the four of them were about to leave Yu Yuan, Xun Mu's voice roared like thunder: "Whoever trespasses in Yu Yuan without authorization will die!!"

The next moment, "Long Cheng", "She Bi Shi", "Enlightened Beast", and "Shan Hui" jumped down from the Xunmu branch and killed the four of them.

Immediately, a majestic darkness filled Pei Ling's body, as if the actual darkness turned into a high wall in an instant, completely covering the figures of the four "Fu Qiong".

"Long Cheng", "Extravagant Corpse", "Enlightened Beast", and "Shan Hui" did not stop at all, and slammed into the high wall condensed by [Mist of Nether Sky]. After a moment of darkness, the world suddenly returned to light.

They immediately saw that the four Chongming Sect Mahayanas, "Fuqiong", "Xinghen", "Yingying", and "Huaibao", were each casting [Five Ghosts and Heavenly Dungeon], turning into phantoms like the wind. The fog flew away from Yu Yuan.

The four prehistoric bodies immediately locked on to a figure, and they chased them down like a gangrene with their supernatural powers.

At the same time, the branches and leaves of Xunmu are whirling, and clusters of branches full of green leaves rise and fall like a rising tide.

High in the sky, the lush greenery seems to be magnificent, surging and surging, covering everything in between, and covering Pei Ling in a blink of an eye, everything is dense and full of leaves!

Among the dense branches and leaves, countless prehistoric bodies galloped on the broad tree branches like an avenue, densely packed with innate magical powers, spells, and laws... like falling leaves, they rushed towards Pei Ling.

Pei Ling's complexion didn't change at all, he could clearly feel that he could forcibly control those prehistoric bodies!

However, right now he has gone through 81 tribulations, so his strength may not be weaker than that of Xunmu!

Compared with competing with Xunmu for the control of those prehistoric bodies, he believes in his own power even more!

When his thoughts turned, the whole Yu Yuan turned upside down.

The abyss hangs high on the top, and the bright sky lives below.