I just want to be a quiet man

Countless ancient laws, like fallen leaves in late autumn, are floating one after another, sinking into the abyss.

Yu Yuan was crimson, and it seemed to be integrated with the sky. In the vast expanse, only the blood was surging.

Chapter 142: Totem.

Seeing that Xunmu didn't make any more moves, the evil, chaos, and depravity in Pei Ling's body immediately subsided, and a perfect aura quietly emerged.

Immediately afterwards, he took out a handful of ingenious pills and natural treasures, and immediately stuffed them into his mouth.

The moment the majestic medicinal power dissipated, there seemed to be a real fire burning in the lower abdomen, which turned into warm current and scattered into the limbs and bones, and the immortal power in his body began to recover rapidly.

Pei Ling suddenly said calmly: "Senior, you won't last long!"

The voice could barely fall, even though the speed of the thunder that fell from the sky was many times slower, after such a long time, the thunder was about to strike the crown of Xunmu's tree.

Countless tiny sharp knives gathered into a mighty torrent and returned to the blood moon.

High above the sky, the blood moon has also become more complete. It seems that there is only one last step left before the full moon will take shape!

The huge pupils stretching across the sky opened a little...

No matter how slow time becomes, it is not still!

[Thousands of mortals, fear me like the sky], [Looking at the moon in a cage, a celestial being], [All living beings, crossing a boat through the sea of ​​suffering] These three immortal arts are about to be completed!

Seeming to have known that this day would come, Xunmu's voice roared like thunder: "I am Xunmu, and live the same life as the world. Even though the world has changed drastically, I still stand today."

"Although the vitality is gone, the fighting spirit still exists."

"Honghuang Sanmu will never be used by you!"

As soon as the voice fell, all the "origins" that had just fallen into Yu Yuan were absorbed in it in an instant!

Xunmu's already dilapidated trunk began to recover quickly.

On its branches, there are complex and mysterious lines, which are condensed into brilliant totems in a blink of an eye: the red gold is shining brightly, like a burning flame, soaring suddenly; However, the water vapor rushes to the face, ready to wreak havoc on the ocean anytime and anywhere; a touch of light green is erratic, sometimes gentle and moist like spring rain, sometimes violent to sweep everything, light and agile, there is endless violent potential; pale yellow is thick, like a mountain like a mountain, as if it can carry everything , and seems to be able to bury all things, the breath of vicissitudes, almost becomes the essence...

Every totem is full of terror, antiquity, and destruction.

All the crowns and branches of Xunmu were instantly annihilated, and the tribulation thunder that was about to fall fell into the air immediately, and the distance between him and his body was once again separated.

In an instant, ashes were flying all over the sky, and Cui Wei searched for trees, only the trunk like a lonely peak remained.

There are thousands of totems shining on it.

These thousands of totems are distributed on the entire tree trunk in a mysterious and mysterious way, which seems to form a bigger totem.

At this moment, looking at Xunmu, there is an incomparable huge totem pole!

It contains almost all the totems of the prehistoric period, standing between the heaven and the earth where countless years have passed since the prehistoric period.

At the flick of a finger, the aura of Xunmu became extremely terrifying, and the aura of ancient vicissitudes surged wantonly, as if that wild era was about to come again!

Pei Ling frowned suddenly, the feeling that Xunmu gave him at this moment seemed to have surpassed that real immortal from the lower realm!

He immediately operated his kung fu to the extreme, trying hard to recover his immortal power and the many injuries all over his body.

In this world right now, no matter how slow the time is, his three celestial arts are about to be completed!

Now Xunmu can't stop his three celestial arts!

He only needs to hold on until the three celestial arts come completely, and he will win this battle!

Do not!

Xunmu has never had a real defense, and he has long been prepared to die!

Whether he is alive or dead in this battle, Xunmu will fall!

While thinking about it, I only heard Xunmu's thunderous voice resounding through the world: "I was born in chaos, and I am stronger than ancient times."

"Zaixian God, brushes the sun and the moon, crowns the four poles, and shelters all living beings!"

"The Hongmeng is confused, and the witches come to court."

After saying that, on the Xunmu, the totem that looked like a burning flame jumped up!

The red gold brilliance soared, soaring into the sky like a pillar, almost reaching the sky.

Boom, boom, boom... It was as if the sound of beating a drum came from the totem, shaking the entire world.

The totem then moved slowly, and an obscure and ancient ballad suddenly sounded: "The monsters are rampant, and the flaws are unrestrained."

"Smear the bear on the face, and drive it away with the drum."

The sound of the ballad seems to be sung by many creatures in unison. It is slightly uneven, but it is full of sincerity. When I listen to it, I seem to vaguely see a certain tribe in the vast expanse countless years ago, devoutly preparing sacrifices, surrounded by a fire like fire. Monstrous totem poles, singing and dancing...

Pei Ling suddenly came back to his senses, only to see that his body began to follow the rhythm of the song, dancing with his hands and feet.

Falling feet, turning around, twisting waist, raising hands... Every movement is indistinguishable from the dancing rhythm of the totem and the sacrificial dance that I just saw in a trance!

As soon as his face changed, he forcibly controlled his legs to stop, but his hands and upper body immediately continued to dance.

Immediately, he forcibly hugged his body with both hands, his legs and head, and couldn't stop twisting...

After finishing each dance movement, Pei Ling could clearly feel that his body, strength, and reason... were gradually becoming crazy and chaotic!

Immediately afterwards, on the Xunmu, the brilliance of the second totem soared!

The meaning of azure blue is as if the Milky Way hangs upside down, reflecting the entire universe, it is as blue as blue.

The surging breath surged out from the totem, the huge Yuyuan, the water was swaying, as if returning to the old days again, the abyss was full of oceans, and it was rolling.

The turbulence of the flood has a strange rhythm, and the ballad of the squatting teeth, accompanied by the mighty water, floats in all directions: "The rich and fierce are old, and the evil of the sky is hard to bear."

"Sacrifice sacrifice, sacrifice to my gods."

Amidst the singing, Pei Ling's already uncontrollable body throbbed even more violently.

Soon, the third totem shone brilliantly and moved suddenly.

Pei Ling seemed to see a hurricane descending from the sky, sweeping across thousands of mountains and destroying everything.

"The spirits change their laws, and the ghosts soak up the light."

"Tongtong dances in a row, and the peach blossoms chase each other."

Amidst the whistling wind, Pei Ling's dancing posture suddenly became even crazier!

The immaculate meaning on his body was forcibly broken, and the aura of the whole person gradually began to change into a "chaotic state".

Pei Ling's heart sank. It wasn't that he was actively using the "Chaotic State", it was more like some kind of powerful force that forcibly transformed his "Innocent State" into a "Chaotic State"!

Knowing that the situation was critical, Pei Ling forcibly controlled his right hand, and at the moment of performing a grotesque dance, he stabbed the Nine Soul Sword into the ground.

For a moment, the Jiupo Dao that had sunk into the ground remained motionless, and Pei Ling's entire figure also remained motionless.

This is the "original" law of the "wooden man". In this extremely slow world right now, the "wooden man" law cannot affect the world, but it can affect himself!

At this moment, on the fourth totem, the pale yellow brilliance was shining brightly, and the old and heavy aura filled the universe!

Chapter 143: Ancient Ritual.

"Yu Yi travels north, and his soul is swaying."

"The five sacrificial offerings are all present, and Fu Wei is still offering food."

In the ancient vicissitudes of the ballad, the pale yellow land is winding for thousands of miles, and the gathered creatures are painted in colorful clothes, dancing and drumming around the simple totem pole.

Trample the ground with bare feet, and the smoke and dust will rise up like wolf smoke.

The atmosphere of barbarism spread everywhere.

Pei Ling suddenly came back to his senses. His body was still motionless, but the immortal power and laws in his body began to agitate and berserk uncontrollably.

The next moment, the fifth totem began to shine.

A cry shattered the sky.

In a trance, it seems that there are wings that cover the sky and spread out, bright eyes are burning, like blades and lightning, with a ferocious momentum, straight into the sky.

The vigorous and light figure splits the sky and runs through the sky, like a rainbow horizontal frame, colorful and brilliant.

On the earth, all living beings prostrate and bow down one after another.

There was a song reverberating, intermittent, and extremely pious: "Phoenix... Hui Hui... Fighting in Cangji..."

Pei Ling's body was still motionless, but on both sides of him, suddenly there were two figures in black robes, exactly like him, waving their hands and feet, dancing wildly.

Pei Ling's expression darkened immediately, it was his "public" law!

Under the influence of the "wooden man", his body can not move, but the law and immortal power in his body will also be affected by the dance of the totem!

In a short while, the sixth totem was shining brightly.

Roar! ! !

In the dark, there seemed to be a roar that shook the world.

The majestic and strong figure is like winding mountains, soaring into the sky.

The purple cyan brilliance flickered like smoke, lingering on the side.

The scales and claws are shining, among the clouds and thunder, a glimpse.

The long beard flutters like a belt, and the antlers move lightly, tearing the green mist and the wind, and it has gone thousands of miles away.

Then the ancient ballad sounded, reverberating in thousands of mountains and rivers: "Flying dragons are flying, and thunder follows."

"There is no scar in the carving, and the light will shine through the ages."

Pei Ling's body didn't move at all, but beside him, there were two more identical figures, four identical figures, each standing on one side, surrounding him, raising their hands and feet, and dancing wildly.

This scene immediately reminded him of the sacrificial ceremony in [Heart Demon Dayan Curse]!

The two are very similar, but in many details, they are quite different.

Something is wrong!

His current cultivation base, under the effect of [End Dao Qingxian], has already reached the Mahayana of 81 kalpas, which can be tied with the nine patriarchs of the human race!

But right now, he is at a disadvantage again and again against the Xunmu, which has been severely injured by the nine ancestors and is already extremely weak!

And Xunmu, who was at his peak back then, will definitely be stronger!

How did the nine patriarchs of the human race defeat each other?

Or, from the very beginning, he missed something...

When the thoughts turned, the seventh totem suddenly rose!

In a daze, the world is confused and the ocean is boundless.

Tianhai was confused as one.

A vast expanse of black suddenly floated up, as if a whole piece of land was born, thousands of hectares of sea water surged down, and countless vortices suddenly appeared and died.

The originally quiet ocean suddenly turned into a raging sea with surging winds and clouds.

The torrential and huge waves came one after another, slamming heavily on the huge tortoise shell, but it was like a mayfly shaking a tree, without affecting it in the slightest.

The tortoise shell is black in color, shining brightly, and naturally covered with crisscross lines.

Those lines are patchwork and have mysterious connotations, as if hiding all kinds of mysteries of the past and future of this world... Four legs are like pillars, supporting a huge body, looking back, the eyes are piercing, and the violent aura is as real as it is, whistling and sweeping.

The songs fluttered in the salty sea breeze.

Pei Ling remained motionless, and the figures beside him suddenly changed from four to eight, surrounding the dancing room, their dancing postures became more and more frenzied and chaotic. Compared with just now, these figures seemed to have completely lost their sanity, and their limbs trembled like spasms.

At the same time, Pei Ling felt a heavy drowsiness hit him, as if as soon as he closed his eyes, he would immediately fall into a deep sleep for thousands of years!

It's the law of "sleep"!

"Crowd" and "Mian" are not the "origin" law!

Next time, it may be to "forget" that rule!

Next, I am afraid it is his "origin" law...

Thinking of this, Pei Ling suddenly had a strong intuition.

Once all the laws he has mastered are affected by the dance of the totem... His best ending is to turn into a new totem and integrate into the wood-hunting at this moment!

Thinking quickly in her heart, Pei Ling's face suddenly began to change, and in an instant, it turned into the appearance of Su Lijing.