I have the Pinxixi system: Another hundred million people will hack me to death

"How did you see that person go into Baiyun Immortal Pavilion?" Ping Xi continued to ask.

If it is really necessary to enter the Baiyun Immortal Pavilion in a brutal way, then only one person can survive in the end, so how can anyone see him enter.

"The disciples we just sent here are not within the scope of the massacre, so when we first entered here, we saw a strong murderous aura on that person, and finally another ladder descended from above the clouds to take him away from here. "

"But when we wanted to go up, we were slammed down by the ladder. We guessed that maybe we didn't have enough killing spirit to climb up the ladder."

The young man explained, his attitude became respectful and gentle, and the strength in this world is the best way to do things.

But soon he became afraid again. If what he said was true, what would Pingxi do if he took the lives of himself and these people in an instant in order to enter the Baiyun Immortal Pavilion?
After all, he has such strength.

As a result, Ping Xi just glanced at him indifferently, got up and turned around, the clouds here are restricted during the day, and he can only stay in his own clouds and cannot go out.

But why can you move freely at night?
If a massacre is really going to happen, wouldn't it be more exciting to just remove these taboos and kill until the end, there is absolutely no need to do anything extra.

The others watched Ping Xi walk around a few times, their heart beating in their throats, and they were lying on the ground stretched out. The coercion on their heads didn't disappear, but it didn't increase any more.

These people were extremely tormented inside, and killing people was nothing more than a nod to the ground, but Pingxi never did anything, as if they were deliberately torturing them.

His face was also calm, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.

Ping Xi has turned around the whole area and found nothing abnormal. During this period, he also tried to withdraw the celestial power he had released, but there was still no movement.

Then you can't blame him.

So he returned to the cloud layer where he was, and then looked at the darkening night, lay down in front of everyone's eyes, and fell asleep...

Everyone lay quietly on the ground, and then fell into deep thought...

During the period, Pingxi turned over in a state of immersion, as if feeling the softness of the clouds, and subconsciously grabbed a few pieces to cover her body.

Until dawn, everyone felt that the restriction between the clouds reappeared, and at the same time, the fairy power pressing on them disappeared completely.

Only then did everyone breathe out a sigh of relief, after suffering a night of inner suffering, now they finally don't have to worry about it. With the protection of the cloud cover, no one can kill people during the day.

Pingxi had a good night's sleep. At this time, he stretched lazily, then sat up in a daze. When he saw the people around him clearly, he remembered where he was now.

He tried it, and sure enough, he was restricted by the clouds and couldn't get out.

Reluctantly, he could only close his eyes and meditate, intending to sort out the luck in his body again, otherwise he would always be unable to control the burst of immortal power, which would be troublesome.

Gradually, a vast sea of ​​immortal power surged around him again, filling every cloud layer where he was.

Ping Xi sat quietly in it, her fair skin was as fine as porcelain, and her black hair danced without wind.

Everyone was staring at this place. This thin and frail young man actually had such a terrifying power of immortality. If it wasn't for the barrier between the clouds, they would have been crushed to the ground by the power of immortality again.

Ping Xi seriously felt the movement of the celestial power in her body. This feeling was very strange. At that moment, her body seemed to be separated from the mortal world, and what appeared in front of her was a star-like scenery.

And those golden lucks covered the entire sky, forming an unbreakable barrier, tightly wrapping the stars in it.

He stood above the void, and all the luck poured into his body, converging on his gaze, and his black pupils gradually turned golden.

Scenes kept flashing in his mind. He saw the life trajectories of countless people under the blue planet, their destiny drawn up long ago like the hand of God.

But there are always a few stubborn souls who are dissatisfied with the arranged trajectory and try to break through the shackles, and finally deviate from the original destiny with a more determined heart.

Burned his passionate life like moths to a flame.

There are also people who do nothing and stop moving forward, and finally the road collapses and falls into the vortex of fate and begins to struggle, and finally drowns in endless darkness.

There are also alien planets outside the blue star that are affected by energy tides, and there are ambitions that are just around the corner hidden under the calm.

Pingxi's whole body was covered with a layer of golden light, overlooking everything like a god. In the universe of thousands of stars, it seemed that he was the only one left in the world.

Everyone has been observing Pingxi, and found that the immortal power around him has increased more and more, and even the limit on the clouds has slightly loosened.

Suddenly, those majestic celestial powers exploded like compressed gas, and the restricted realm burst into pieces with a crisp sound, which shattered under everyone's horrified eyes.

Without the barrier of the Limiting Realm, those radiating immortal powers swept away unscrupulously, and the entire cloud layer began to shake violently.

Gradually, the limit of everyone in the cloud began to loosen, and they were all shattered under the bombing of Xianwei.

In an instant, everyone was blown away. Fortunately, there was a stronger barrier at the boundary of the cloud layer. No one fell down, but all hit the barrier.

Ping Xi felt that his consciousness was pulled back in an instant, he slowly opened his eyes, and saw everyone lying on the edge of the cloud, vomiting blood crazily.

He looked puzzled, is this some new entertainment project?Looking at the injuries on everyone's bodies, the doubts on his face deepened.

Didn't it mean that you can't fight during the day?

Seeing that Pingxi woke up, those people finally breathed a sigh of relief. They were afraid that Pingxi would create another storm of celestial power, and their lives would not be able to withstand another toss.

Ping Xi was about to ask everyone what happened, when he heard another cloud ladder descending from the void, accompanied by an ancient and mellow voice:

"The Enlightenment Terrace has disappeared. All the disciples have passed the trial and can now climb the ladder."

After the voice finished speaking, there was no more text.

At this moment, Ping Xi felt that the celestial power in her body had been dredged up, and even her mood had changed quite a bit.

After being reminded by that voice, he discovered that the restricted world is actually a platform for enlightenment. Realizing epiphany by triggering the scene deep in his heart belongs to a special way of cultivation.

At night, these restrictive formations disappear to give the disciples a reasonable rest time. After all, some people see a not so positive scene in their hearts, and it is easy to fall into it and breed demons.

So proper rest can also interrupt the negative emotions of those disciples.

However, no one from the Baiyun Immortal Pavilion came forward to explain, and gradually these injustices were used as a mechanism for fighting.