I just want to be a quiet man

At this time, the eighth totem quietly lit up.

The pure white and flawless giant tiger strode out from the mountains, its golden eyes overlooking all living beings.The light blue long wind wraps around its body, the majestic body, but it falls silently, the fur like new snow, white and elegant.

Songs of praise echoed among the mountains, finely broken like sand, scattered into the time.

The scene of the past disappeared like a cloud of smoke, and on the bank of Yu Yuan, the "Su Li Jing" remained motionless, and the number of reproductions dancing wildly around him did not continue to increase, but there were ten black and blue bodies, tough as refined iron, and neatly armored The corpse puppet suddenly appeared, opened its hands and feet, and danced with it.

Seeing that [Eclipse Secret Record] was effective, "Su Li Jing" was certain in his heart, and immediately without any hesitation, his face changed again.

"Su Li Jing" changed his whole body like ripples, and immediately turned into the appearance of a "prisoner" in Yousu Tomb.

"Prisoner" is the same as Bingqing, they are both subordinates of "Death", and they fought with him for the creation of "curse" back then!

At this moment, the ninth totem began to flicker like breathing.

Goat's head, wolf's hooves, dome, oxtail, unicorn, and auspicious beasts in colorful clothes come riding on the clouds, with plain eyes and majestic aura around them.

"Prisoner" didn't move, and eighteen figures danced wildly on the ground around him. When the smoke and dust dispersed, a straw cage suddenly appeared in the hands of each figure.

Immediately, the face of the "prisoner" changed again.

A middle-aged scribe appeared in a pure white fur coat with a gloomy face, it was "Yu".

"Yu" is also a ghost of Yousu Tomb, and he once competed with him for the creation of the "curse"...

At this time, the tenth totem flickered...

"Yu" didn't move at all, the eighteen figures dancing wildly around him didn't increase, didn't decrease, and didn't add anything, but the complexions of all the figures became gloomy, as if the whole world , which no longer makes any sense.

In a blink of an eye, "Yu"'s face and figure swayed again like the surface of a lake blown by the evening wind.

When he flicked his fingers, he had already turned into the appearance of the fairy from the lower realm.

In the eternal night dream, Pei Ling saw the whole picture of the immortal from the lower realm. At that time, the other party was still trying to abolish his cultivation base, erase his memory, and enter the world of Xiaoqian. …

Immediately afterwards, the No.11 totem suddenly lit up!

Chapter 144: The Law of Stripping.

Chong Mingzong.

Pillow stone Su's, ancestral land.

Layers of restrictions surround a cave house located in the belly of the mountain.

Peiran's aura is condensed like a cloud of smoke, filling the room.

In the void where countless runes were destroyed, groups surrounded the main seat above the alchemy.

A stick of spiritual incense was lit in the three-legged copper furnace of gilt suanni, exhaling ink-colored smoke, making it more gloomy and cold.

Su Li was dressed in a golden crown and was concentrating on his cultivation while sitting with his eyes slightly closed.

The time around him became extremely slow unknowingly.

The speed of the extinction of the rune culture is almost stagnant, and it takes a long time to flicker once; the cloud of aura, which was originally flowing softly, is stagnant like a picture scroll; the smoke column in the copper furnace maintains the shape of going straight to the ceiling of the cave, unchanged for a long time.

Su Lijing didn't notice that time was slowing down at all. The speed of his breathing and exercise was exactly the same as the surrounding scene, maintaining the same slow rhythm.

At this moment, he jumped up suddenly, his movements were as quick as lightning, but suddenly he interrupted his practice, and started to use his hands and feet together, dancing insanely.

The body had moved, but Su Lijing's thinking was still moving slowly, and there was no time to react at all.

After dancing for a while, he suddenly realized that his rules... were gone!

Su Lijing's complexion changed drastically immediately, but his body couldn't stop at all. He jumped more and more frantically, his steps staggered, and the more he jumped, the more chaotic he became, and his mind gradually became chaotic, crazy, and distorted...

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Yousu grave.

The white mist filled wantonly, the dead ancient trees, the branches stretched their teeth and danced their claws, pointing directly at the sky, the cloudy air was thick, condensed like water droplets, dripping into the forest from time to time.

The strong bloody smell gradually diffused.

Cages, large and small, hang from the branches, looking like lanterns in secular seasons.

In each cage, there are several mortals with complete limbs and full of energy. These mortals are all expressionless and dumbfounded at the moment, as if they have lost all the emotions of living people, like walking corpses, lifeless.

The gazes of all mortals were dully focused on a snow-white ghost.

The ghost was like a human being, with white robe and white skin, almost blending with the white mist. There were two eyes under the eyebrows, and deep in the pupils, there was a black flame slowly dancing.

It is "prisoner".

At this moment, it is grabbing half of a mortal's body, nibbling slowly.

The mortals in the cage just looked at this scene blankly, like domestic animals in captivity, they have long been accustomed to this bloody scene, without any emotional fluctuations or violent behavior.

"Prisoner" bit by bit a piece of flesh, its movements suddenly became extremely slow.

The blood stains at the corners of the mouth slowly slid down the room, and the breathing of the living people around, as well as the occasional adjustment of posture, also suddenly took a long time.

Every action, every movement seems to be broken down into individual frozen pictures, and it takes a long time to complete.

The "prisoner" didn't feel anything unusual, it looked at the many cages in front of it very calmly.

The living people here are all those islands that it raises in the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Pigeons, and they have just been sacrificed to it.

It's a pity that in this world, the human race is respected.

Therefore, it can only eat the flesh and blood of these mortals without the slightest cultivation, and occasionally it can taste the taste of casual cultivation.But the monks of the nine major sects, especially those Tianjiao with pure mana, profound cultivation, and perfect body, or high-level monks, have never tasted it.

Last time, it had a chance to compete for the "curse", but then it didn't know what happened, and the blood food it got suddenly disappeared...

Just as he was thinking, the "prisoner" suddenly stopped eating, his movements accelerated sharply, and he began to dance wildly.

Like the Su Li Jing, it dances extremely fast, but its thinking is extremely slow. When it reacts and finds something is wrong, the rules it mastered have completely disappeared...

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Yousu grave.

White mist filled the sky.

White silks hang down from the sky, and a living person hangs upside down on each white silk.

All the living people, no matter men, women, old or young, did not cry or make noise, and there was a strong greedy color on everyone's face.

A middle-aged scribe in a fur coat stood with his hands behind his back, his brows were slightly wrinkled, as if he was preoccupied and angry, just like the essence.

Behind it, followed step by step a young man in green clothes. The young man's face was full of dense mouths, he was a "greedy slave".

At this moment, Tan Nu is holding the head of a mortal and sucking his brain.

"Yu" quietly watched the greedy slave eat.

These are just offerings from the village on the island. Without cultivation, it has little interest. Rather than taste the taste of such inferior blood food, it prefers to use it to feed greedy slaves.

Everything around is extremely slow, as if suddenly solidified into a picture scroll.

At this moment, "Yu" suddenly raised his hand, and danced quickly on the ground.

Jumping and jumping, "Yu"'s expression suddenly changed, it lost its own rules...

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Floating habitat.

Strange and strange, on the side of a chessboard.

The immortal from the lower realms sat with his clothes folded. On the chessboard in front of him, the black pieces were scattered and defeated, but the white pieces were radiant and majestic, surrounding the black pieces without any vitality.

The immortal picked up a white piece and landed it in a certain position, the game is over, and the winner is already divided!

He won this game of chess again!

The next moment, the blood moon above his head quietly disappeared as if being wiped away by an invisible force.

A flawless and perfect implication diffused out again.

The "unstained state" appears again!

From the day he entered the Floating Life Realm, he played a total of five games of chess until now, and only then did he successfully dispel all the methods that the two fallen immortals used on him!

Of course, these five games of chess were not won by normal means.

Even if he is an immortal, he doesn't want to easily enter the floating life...

Thinking of this, the immortal raised his head and looked across the chessboard. His eyes were empty and there was no sign of him.

He stood up and looked directly towards the direction of the Eternal Night Desert. Of the two fallen immortals in this world, one has not yet released the seal, and the other is trying to re-enter the fairyland...

The latter has no immortal position now, so there is nothing to fear;

On the contrary, it is the former... Once the seal is broken, the consequences will be disastrous!

Deal with the one in the Eternal Night Desert first!

With this in mind, the Immortal was about to come to the Desert of Eternal Night again, when suddenly his legs took a dance step uncontrollably. At the same time, a law that He had mastered seemed to be forced into the Immortal Body by an irresistible force. Pull away!

Immediately, the immortal looked in the direction of Qingyao Mountain. His gaze passed through countless restrictions and thousands of mountains and rivers. He soon saw that in the ruins of Yuyuan, the sky was full of crimson, and the giant Cui Wei tree turned into a totem, filling the world with mysterious power !

Chapter 145: Tiangang.

It's Xunmu!

There is another "he"... no!

It's that fallen fairy!

and many more!

The flow of time outside the floating habitat is too slow!

It is Tian Gang's correction of order!

During the prehistoric period, when the sun rose in Ganyuan and the sun set in Yuyuan, the sacred tree Fusang was in charge of the rising sun, and Xunmu, which is also a sacred tree, was in charge of the sunset.

These two sacred trees live in the place of sunrise and the abyss of sunset, and they can control the time of sunrise and sunset.

It's just that the time of the day is fixed and cannot be changed. When the day becomes longer, the night will shorten; when the night becomes longer, the day will shorten.

This cycle goes on and on, and Yin and Yang are balanced.

As for the current situation, it must be that Xunmu manipulated the sunset into Yuyuan in advance, and then used the outline of the prehistoric period to correct the missing time!

Now the flow of time is slowing down, but the essence is that there are too many missing times during the day, and these missing times are all moved to the same time slot by Xunmu!

But what happened to that fallen fairy?

This trick is almost impossible for ordinary monks.

But for a real immortal, there are many ways to break the situation... Why did the other party suffer such a serious injury?

Just as he was thinking, the immortal twisted his figure and made a series of convulsive dancing postures. He immediately came back to his senses and couldn't move!

This sacrificial dance, as long as he dances a few more times, his laws, celestial power, and even everything... will be forcibly sacrificed to Xunmu!

Immediately, the immortal controlled his whole body, stood motionless, and at the same time said in a clear and perfect voice: "Xunmu, you have violated the heavenly principles!"

"According to the law, he should be sentenced to abolish his cultivation base, strip off his immortal power, cut off his personality, and demote him to the Seventh World of Mortal Wood!"

"This fallen fairy, leave it to this fairy."

"You stop quickly!"

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The big river is surging, rushing over the fertile fields, along the way, the vegetation is sparse, the birds and animals roam freely, and sometimes you can see the smoke from the kitchen, full of vitality.

high vault.

The flowers bloom in the void, paving a fragrant road out of thin air.

Walking in green clothes seems to be slow, but with one step, you have already crossed many mountains and rivers.

Yao Qingying's emerald-like bright eyes look into the distance, the sky is criss-crossed with blue and white flowers, meandering like stacked clouds, and the simple and vicissitudes of life come from afar, which is Qingyao Mountain.

She searched for several days, but could not find any trace of Longbo Zhanwang, so she had no choice but to go to Qingyao Mountain herself.

The purpose of this trip, one is to find out the purpose of Longbo Zhanwang looking for her; the other is to know who is pretending to be her...

Thinking of this, Yao Qingying's flying speed suddenly slowed down.