I just want to be a quiet man

The coldness, chaos, evil, and depravity radiating from his body also began to quickly converge.

In an instant, all the chaos in his body, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, all disappeared into this fairy art!

Pei Ling's aura was rising steadily, and his cultivation base of the Hundred Tribulations Mahayana exploded without reservation. Just when the power of the Hundred Tribulations erupted to the extreme, his cultivation base rose a little again like a seed breaking through the ground , broke through again!

The increase in the cultivation base of this calamity was like a shock, and the whole world seemed to be silent for a moment because of it.

The horrific aura is like a raging sea, moving in all directions.

Feeling the unprecedented strength, a clear realization rose in his heart: the immortal is the strongest if he doesn't come out!

This is 1 and [-] Dao Tribulation!

Almost at the same moment, the immortal with double pupils and dangling ears appeared, and the immortal "Li Luo" looked at the aura on Pei Ling's body with a calm and unwavering expression, showing unexpected surprise.

But soon, "Li Luo" Immortal Venerable returned to normal.

He looked at Pei Ling, and said lightly, "Don't sleep again."

"Climb Jianmu quickly!"

"The road is bright, why bother to make mistakes!"

As soon as the voice fell, the crystal palace and many immortals in the palace faded instantly, and the majestic buildings reappeared.

Wisps of water vapor from the spiritual spring splashed like rain, splashing down on Pei Ling's clothes, shaking his mind.

Simultaneously with the water vapor from the Lingquan spring, there are densely packed rules of order. The red gold chains hold the piercing power of the sky, like a net of heaven and earth, locking Pei Ling layer by layer.

Unlike climbing Jianmu step by step before, this time, Pei Ling did not continue to move immediately, but under the control of the system, he quickly typed out an ancient formula, moved his lips, and silently read eight characters.

At the moment of snapping his fingers, Pei Ling's aura rose rapidly. Compared with Jianmu's body, which was like an insect's body, it suddenly became majestic and tall, as if he had become the incarnation of this sky in an instant.

High above the sky, the robbery clouds gathered, and in a blink of an eye it was as vast as the sea.

The violet brilliance shines in it, and the majestic, majestic, and fiery might of heaven permeates the sky.

rumbling...

The thunder is like a tide, and the coercion is like a prison.

It's [Red World, Fear Me Like the Sky]!

In an instant, the sky and the earth were plunged into a vast expanse of whiteness, and a huge tribulation thunder crashed down.

boom! ! !

Amidst the earth-shattering loud noise, the thunder fell like a sword, slashing straight at Pei Ling's body. The moment it touched his body, the huge thunder turned into countless hair-like slender electric snakes, which were quickly absorbed by his body.

Pei Ling's aura suddenly changed, and the 1 and [-] Dao Tribulation created out of thin air by [Return to Come] began to change from reality to reality!

clack clack...

The tooth-piercing news came out. Due to the violation of the heavenly principles, the many chains of order that bound Pei Ling began to melt and disintegrate by themselves for some reason...

The sky is full of brilliance, and the purple and green are intertwined like illusions.

More tribulation thunders scrambled to fall, and all of a sudden the thunder fell like a mighty ocean.

The traces of cracks like spider webs in the void lasted for a long time, and the dark chaotic storm continued to grow and grow stronger.

The duration of that fleeting darkness increases rapidly.

In the darkness, there seemed to be nine white pillars towering up into the sky, and dense chains of catastrophe hung down from the nine pillars, like vigorous vines, wrapped around a blood-colored coffin, suspended in mid-air, and floated up and down in the vast thunder.

When Pei Ling came back to his senses, he found himself standing among the nine pillars, rolling down like a raging tide.

In the darkness beyond the Nine Pillars, figures of different heights, short, fat and thin stood quietly.

All the races, all travel-stained, stared intently at the figure who crossed the catastrophe among the nine pillars.

Prayer, fortitude, longing, tenacity... the emotions are almost as real.

Looking at this familiar scene, Pei Ling couldn't help being startled, and then immediately remembered that the "Wanxu" Immortal had told him not long ago that if he walked the other side's way, when he saw the catastrophe, he would be the one who broke the shackles and cut open In the cage, when I can see my true self...

Now, he did see Heavenly Tribulation, but this Heavenly Tribulation was summoned by himself!

What's more, it's not on the path of "Wanxu" Immortal Venerable, but on the path of "Li Luo" Immortal Venerable!

Before Pei Ling could think about it, the sky was filled with turbulent clouds, and countless purple and blue colors rolled down.

boom boom boom boom...

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flood.

Look at the wife's peak.

The aftermath of the war has not yet ended, blood is spilled everywhere, the breath of magic is as strong as its essence, and on the unrecognizable ground, there are stumps and broken arms, splashing like rain.

These limbs are all black and blue, and there are many pustules like bumps, which seem to belong to the clam monster clan.

"Gu Miao" in green robe and soap boots, with long hair hanging loose, still carrying a long sword on his back, the radiance in the sword box is faint, and the lifeless flying sword, which has no life interest and no inspiration, is slightly flickering at this moment, exuding a vitality The breath seemed to have a new life again.

He stood alone in a pool of blood. In front of him was a new grave. The soil was still wet. A huge bluestone monument stood in front of the grave. It was as smooth as a mirror, and there was no word on it.

"Gu Miao" looked gloomy, and suddenly pulled out his natal flying sword with his backhand. Most of the cracks all over the body of the sword have disappeared. Looking at the body of the sword, it is full of water, and the occasional cracks, like the shattering of water ripples, have recovered The cold feeling that a sharp blade should have.

The sword light danced, and the stone powder rustled.

Suddenly, a line of flamboyant and phoenix characters appeared on the monument: "Tomb of Beloved Wife, Haxian."

"The husband is lonely and weeps."

After engraving the last word, "Gu Miao" bent his knees and knelt heavily on the ground, as if he was extremely sad!

At the same time, in the new tomb, a misty and lofty meaning surged out, like the Milky Way rewinding, pouring into the body of "Gu Miao" without reservation!

In an instant, "Gu Miao"'s robe was windless and automatic, and the natal flying sword in his hand buzzed into the clouds. Amidst the continuous sound of the sword, a great brilliance shone loudly!

With just one breath, all the cracks on the Flying Sword of Fate disappeared, and the whole body of the sword was as clean as new, as if it had been perfectly smelted again in this instant, and the huge sword light burst forth, bitter, powerful, and powerful. Majestic...belongs to the lofty and ethereal meaning unique to "immortals", quietly escaping.

It has become a fairy sword!

On the Wangwife Peak, the white-haired old man holding a dust whisk, and many human Mahayanas watched this scene, all smiling happily.

"Gu Miao" turned around slowly, in his robes, he had a tall and straight figure, his aura was as vast as the sea, like a famous sword that towered above heaven and earth, flawless and flawless.

Facing the lonely peak, with a slight salute, "Gu Miao" nodded slowly: "Fortunately, life is not disgraceful!"

"Very good!" On the high platform under the waterfall, the white-haired old man said with a smile, "'Gu Miao's [Xian Xian] this time was very successful!"

"You must remember."

"In the process of [washing the immortals], we must restrain our hatred for the fallen immortals in order to act realistically."

"Only in this way can we fully obtain the position, cultivation base, fate, aura of fallen immortals... get everything about them!"

"'Gu Miao' did a great job!"

"Now, you stabilize the realm of the immortal first, and I will protect the law for you."

"Next, who will go?"

As soon as the voice fell, a human Mahayana stood up and saluted: "Let me try!"

The white-haired fairy nodded, and the dust whisk moved slightly, starting the second round of [Xian Xian]...

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Chaos land.

The nine pillars are as bright and clear as the moonlight of later generations, standing quietly.

The dense chains are like dense scallops, hanging down from the sky, and the way is mighty, like a long river hanging upside down.

The blood-colored coffin, which was wrapped in layers, was ups and downs like swallowing, and the sound of chains rubbing like a flood filled the sky and covered the sky.

rumbling...

The violet brilliance overlapped like a tide, and the thunderclap changed from dense to sparse, and finally stopped abruptly, like the ink robbery cloud, it also began to dissipate quickly.

"Ding dong! This sermon is complete..."

"Ding dong! Immortal Branch [-]: [Heavenly Way Orthodoxy], the progress is unknown..."

"Ding dong! This practice has been completed, thank you host for using the intelligent cultivation system, one-click trusteeship, soaring without worry! I look forward to sharing your practice evaluation, please give five-star praise if you are satisfied..."

Accompanied by a series of system prompts, Pei Ling regained control of her body.

His aura is perfect at this moment, like the most flawless creation in the world, every gesture is full of surging power, it seems that in a single thought, he can move mountains and seas, pick stars and moons, call wind and rain, and turn the earth upside down!

Looking at the familiar darkness around him and the towering white pillars in the darkness, Pei Ling heaved a sigh of relief after waiting for a while without any change.

Although his path this time was not the one shown in front of the "Wanxu" Immortal Venerable last time, he finally broke free from the path between "Li Luo" Immortal Venerable and "Wanxu" Immortal Venerable!

【Heavenly orthodoxy】...

In front of the two immortals, jumping left and right, this branch of ascending immortals is simply courting death!

Fortunately, no matter whether it is "Li Luo" Immortal Venerable or "Wanxu" Immortal Venerable, they are fighting with each other like a raging fire, and they have no intention of attacking him, otherwise...

Thinking of this, Pei Ling immediately prepared to leave.

But at this moment, he heard an extremely familiar voice, "Interesting!"

"One hundred and one Dao Tribulation..."

"Mortal, what's your name?"

Hearing this, Pei Ling was taken aback for a moment, it was the voice of "Wanxu" Immortal Venerable!

But at the next moment, he quickly realized that it was not the "Wanxu" Immortal Venerable, but Heavenly Tribulation!

Chapter 90: Immortal Emperor vacancy.

When his mind moved, Pei Ling immediately found that the surrounding scene changed again, the darkness receded like a tide, the nine pillars disappeared, the blood-colored coffin faded, and the criss-crossed chains quietly disappeared... The cold starlight, like a stormy sea, surging forward, in a blink of an eye Filled the entire field of vision.

He entered a boundless starry sky!

The stars far and near are big and small, and the starlight is cold, like frost and snow.

Pei Ling is no stranger to this place.

This is the starry sky in [Dream of Heaven] in the desert of the eternal night!

He looked around, only to see a familiar figure in the starry sky in front of him, walking out without warning.

Its moth eyebrows, snow-skinned flowers, scarlet palace costumes reflecting phoenix eyes, majestic and heavenly, all over the body, there are degenerate, chaotic, evil, gloomy... breath, rich as substance, surging and permeating, no matter appearance or breath, They are all the same as the Immortal Venerable "Anxiety Ruins"!

After this figure appeared, his eyes were like electricity, staring at Pei Ling, and his voice was flat: "Xu Ming gathers and disperses, the world rises and falls." [Note]

When the words fell, he suddenly made a "huh", and immediately returned to indifference, and then said, "You have the immortal position given by this seat."

"And two more."

"Are you a disciple of this seat in the years to come?"

Immortal position...

Pei Ling's face was calm, but he sighed softly in his heart.

The one in front of him is not only the Heavenly Tribulation, but also the one who was sealed in the Panya Realm, the Eternal Night Desert!

Thinking of this, he immediately shook his head, bowed very respectfully, and said, "Senior, junior's name is called 'You Yang'."

"In the years of future generations, the junior and the senior are like old friends at first sight, and they are each other's confidants.

"It's just that the junior is not the disciple of the senior."

In addition to his real name, he now has two honorary titles, one is "Nightmare"; the other is "You Yang".

"Nightmare" was the title he gave himself when he first entered the Eternal Night Desert.

"Youyang" is the name given by the ancestor of "Fuqiong".

His real name, as well as the title of "Nightmare", Princess Zhuang Shu of later generations, are very clear.

Therefore, in order to prevent the normal years from changing, he did not use his real name and the title of "Nightmare".

Hearing this, the woman in the scarlet palace dress transformed by the robbery nodded slightly.

In the future, at the turn of the year... She looked at this human race, and there was really nothing that was not pleasing to the eye, full of good feelings for no reason!

The woman in the scarlet palace dress transformed by the robbery did not continue this topic, but spoke directly about the business: "One hundred and one robbery..."