I just want to be a quiet man

The door is open, and the darkness inside is boundless, and it seems that there are countless sneaky buildings moving.

The majestic sense of despair burst forth!

Pei Ling frowned. He used the "Original" way of "Sleep" just now, which could have put the other party into a deep sleep instantly, but this place is the nether world, and ghosts are more resistant to the "Origin" way from outside than he imagined. powerful!

His mind turned, and he quickly fled to the rear.

Its speed is as fast as electricity, and it has escaped tens of thousands of miles in just an instant!

It's just that the door is faster than him!

The portal kept enlarging behind Pei Ling, and in an instant, the huge shadow it cast had already surpassed Pei Ling's figure and enveloped the entire area!

boom! ! !

The door was closed suddenly, and Pei Ling was already in the majestic palace!

The wide hall is tall, and the top of the hall seems to go straight into the sky.

The bone pillars in the hall are towering, and their color is pure white and dense. When they reach the top of the hall, there are luxuriant branches and leaves, which are as dark as night, like night falling heavily, scattered like snow.

On both sides of the hall, red and white spiritual flowers bloom in layers, and the strong smell of fishy sweetness fills everywhere.

The branches and leaves are flourishing, and the flowers are blooming like brocades, growing wantonly in this cold and dead palace.

Pei Ling immediately turned her head, but saw that the majestic portal just now had disappeared.

At this moment, before and after Him, there are exactly the same long corridors, with bone pillars, pitch-black branches and leaves, red and white spirit flowers... endless as far as the eye can see, as if there is no end.

Knowing that there was no way out, Pei Ling quickly regained his composure, and with a thought, the Nine Soul Sword was already in his hand.

His whole body was full of saber intent, and ten rounds of brilliant suns suddenly rose behind him!

The red-gold radiance of the Great Sun True Fire, like mercury pouring down the ground, pervasively illuminated the entire palace in an instant!

Ten days in the sky, extremely blazing.

The real fire diffused into the sky, and in a blink of an eye, all the branches, leaves, and spiritual flowers were wiped out and turned into dust, floating endlessly.

However, even though the flowers and leaves were gone, the entire hall was indifferent, and it was not affected at all!

hum!

The Nine Soul Sword sang spontaneously, as if cheering.

This is the first time that the natal sword has been unsheathed since Pei Ling became a fairy!

Holding the knife in one hand, he walked forward step by step.

As he walked, Pei Ling asked in a cold voice: "Lord of the Netherworld, you already know the relationship between Pei and the 'Wanxu' Immortal, but now you are deliberately embarrassing. For the enemy?"

The voice fell, and the voice echoed quietly in the entire hall.

Other than that, there was no movement.

Seeing that the Nether Lord still did not respond, Pei Ling frowned again.

The ghosts in the nether world don't give face to the "Li Luo" immortal, and the Lord of the Nether doesn't give face to the "Wanxu" immortal... Could it be that the entire nether world wants to rebel? !

While thinking, Pei Ling suddenly stopped.

In front of it, at the end of the long corridor surrounded by countless bone pillars, there is a 99-level ink-colored Dange, with countless blood-colored cloud seals painted on it, like disaster, death, catastrophe, and curse...

On the top, on the huge throne, red gold and scarlet outlined complex patterns.

At this moment, a stalwart figure is sitting upright.

Silently, majestic and steady, like a deep mountain.

Seemingly aware of Pei Ling's arrival and the presence on the throne, she slowly lowered her eyes and looked towards him.

The moment their eyes met, Pei Ling immediately saw the opponent's face clearly through the gap between the beads.

His black robe is like night, his breath is restrained, and his face is exactly the same as him!

Lord of the Nether!

1Chapter 17: Fighting the Immortal King!

In a trance, Pei Ling suddenly felt that it seemed that the Lord of the Nether, sitting on the throne on the 99th floor alchemy, was himself, and he...

Just as this absurd thought arose, Pei Ling suddenly came to his senses, he was fighting for the truth!

Without any hesitation, he immediately said silently in his heart: "System, I want to practice. One-click trusteeship [Eclipse Secret Record]!"

"Ding dong! The intelligent cultivation system will serve you wholeheartedly! One-click trusteeship, smart upgrade! Now start trusteeship training, intimate reminder: During the training period, the host will lose control of the body, please don't panic..."

"Ding dong! It is detected that the host is fighting for the road..."

"Ding dong! The system will fight for you first..."

The system prompt sounded, and Pei Ling immediately lost control of her body.

Immediately afterwards, countless bloody threads that could not be seen by the naked eye exploded from behind him, like a cloud of blood mist bursting in the air.

Afterwards, above the alchemy, in the void behind the Lord of the Nether, thousands of silk threads protruded and connected to his body...

But the next moment...

All the blood-colored threads, before approaching the Lord of the Nether, all withered, withered, and annihilated, dimmed and ashes flew between the fingers, and died completely!

In the vast hall, there was a lot of dust flying down, and the blood-colored silk threads disappeared inch by inch.

"Ding dong! An external attack has been detected. This is the end of this practice. Thank you host for using the intelligent cultivation system, one-click trusteeship, soaring without worry! Looking forward to sharing your practice evaluation, please give five-star praise if you are satisfied..."

The moment he regained control of his body, Pei Ling's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately understood that [Eclipse Secret Record] is the technique of the dead!

And the one in front of him is the Lord of the Nether, in charge of everything related to the dead!

No matter how mysterious [Eclipse Secret Record] is...

Even with system hosting...

As long as it is the technique of the dead, it is impossible to pose any threat to it!

Even, the opponent can directly change the essence of this technique from the source!

You can't compete with each other!

In a flash of thought, Pei Ling already felt that his fate, energy, celestial power, and even laws...all of them began to be lost like a flood.

At the same time, the Lord of the Netherworld on the throne gradually rose with a vigorous vitality all over his body, with Cui Wei's saber intent mixed in it, like a boat, carrying ups and downs.

His aura, restrained and deep, vast like an abyss, vast and boundless, gradually became exactly the same as Pei Ling.

It seems that the next moment, he will completely change and become the real Pei Ling!

"To give birth?"

"Still dying?"

The deep and cold voice of the Nether Lord suddenly resounded in the vast hall.

His voice is flat and straightforward, without any ups and downs, as if this voice has long since died, full of despair and eternal silence.

Before the words were finished, the dandelion was lowered, and on the bone pillar, the pitch-black branches and leaves and red and white flowers were all withered.

The three colors of ink, red and white interlaced filled the hall, like weeping and complaining, just like a grand ending.

The fallen leaves flew across the sky, Pei Ling's expression remained unchanged, and he said coldly, "That depends, Senior You Ming, do you have that ability!"

After finishing speaking, he immediately uttered a mysterious and simple formula in a grand and grand voice, "The world of mortals fears me like the sky!"

In the dark, Pei Ling's figure seemed to be infinitely tall!

In a blink of an eye, He has transcended the vast hall, transcended nothingness, transcended the entire nether world...appeared in an indescribable, unknowable and imperceptible high place, overlooking all living things.

He is like the way of heaven, like catastrophe, like the fear of all living beings, like the destruction of all things, and like the vast sky above all worlds!

However, as Pei Ling's aura changed, so did the aura of the Lord of the Netherworld. Its loftiness and etherealness seemed to surpass this palace and the Netherworld in an instant... turning it into a source of fear for all beings!

At this moment, the Lord of the Nether seemed to be another Pei Ling!

In the blink of an eye, the entire sky above the Netherworld, the originally gloomy nothingness, suddenly fell into a thick darkness.

The robbery cloud suddenly emerged from nothingness, and in a blink of an eye, it gathered into a vast expanse, with thunder and lightning in the cloud, and the majesty of the sky.

The aura of Heavenly Tribulation surged and dispersed, filling the entire Netherworld!

As Ziqing flashed, thunder billowed, and immediately fell towards the entire hall.

The piercing electric light runs through the entire dome, like a huge sword halberd, held by the sky, and stabs down towards the earth.

As the wind and thunder whistled, the dead energy that pervaded Youdu for countless years was also shaken. The dark dead energy boiled like boiling, roaring and rolling in the agitation, like thousands of ghosts, stretching out withered and grotesque claws, grabbing the sky!

Lei Ting lightly wiped away Haohao's dead energy, and continued to attack the Guangdian without losing momentum.

In just an instant, the tribulation thunder directly passed through the roof of the hall, turning into a sky full of bright light, and struck firmly on Pei Ling and the Lord of the Nether.

boom! ! !

Amidst the earth-shattering bangs, the terrifying power of heaven swept across Wuji, and the thick and substantial death energy in the hall disappeared in an instant.

After the great thunder light slowly subsided, the scene in the palace reappeared. Pei Ling stood motionless on the spot, purple and blue all over her body flickering, and thousands of tiny electric snakes ran like sweet rain in spring rain, quietly submerging into its body, completely absorbed by him, but No harm was done to him.

On the 99th floor of the alchemy, the Lord of the Nether was sitting firmly on the throne, and also did not move.

But all the tribulation thunders that fell on him were blocked by a layer of black lifeless energy, without touching it in the slightest.

In an instant, Pei Ling's lost fate, vitality, immortal power, law...all came to an abrupt end!

His aura instantly returned to its previous peak.

All the vitality and sword intent on the Nether Lord's body... all vanished into thin air, nothing left.

Except for the fact that his face was still exactly the same as Pei Ling's, there was no trace of Pei Ling's body on the Lord of the Netherworld!

Successfully blocking the fight, Pei Ling didn't hesitate, and the Nine Soul Saber roared out in his hand, and with the momentum of rolling, he immediately slashed at the Lord of the Netherworld!

[Eclipse Secret Record] is invalid, but he is very clear about the essence of fate and Taoism.

If you want to occupy the target's fate, you must first become the same as the target, and then you can become the target!

And at this moment, when he invites a catastrophe, he uses the catastrophe to distinguish each other!

In the state of "The world of mortals fears me like the sky", if the Lord of the Nether wants to take away his life, he must be like him, without any defense, and perfectly absorb all the catastrophes!

Otherwise, this subtle difference is the key for Tiandao to distinguish the two!

You can't deceive the order of heaven and earth, no matter how similar you are to him, you can't become him!

brush……

The blood-colored saber aura is like a long river falling rapidly, or roaring like an angry dragon, reflecting the crimson of the hall, roaring and slashing towards the Lord of the Nether.

The saber energy is unparalleled, and wherever it goes, the void is shattered, the dead energy is annihilated, and the momentum is like a rainbow!

Above the sky, pale blue thunder rolled down, and they were still attacking Pei Ling and the Lord of the Nether at the same time.

The thunder crashed, the sky was majestic, the entire netherworld was constantly shaking, the Yellow Spring was turbulent, ripples splashed, and the thirteen cities reflected on the river surface were all crawling and trembling in front of the most majestic and majestic aura.

On the alchemy, the Lord of the Nether looked calm and unwavering, and his figure changed quietly. In a blink of an eye, he turned into a crowned figure, with twelve beads hanging down, covering his face, with pressure, coldness, silence, darkness, grandeur... The breath of . . . filled the temple.

boom! ! !

There was a loud noise, and the whole hall shook violently.

Thick dead air appeared around the Lord of Netherworld like a spring gushing out.

The blood-colored sword qi slashed heavily at the death qi, but it seemed as if it had been slashed on an extremely solid iron plate, and there was no way to make any progress.

Thunder came one after another, and when this layer of dead energy fell, it also quietly collapsed.

The Lord of the Nether raised a finger slightly and hit the tip of the saber qi.

clack clack clack...

A series of cracking sounds immediately sounded, and the black death energy started from the tip of the knife, eroding the entire knife energy in an instant.

With a mighty blow, it was shattered into slag in an instant, and disappeared into a gray mist.

Following the saber intent remaining in the void, the death energy quickly eroded towards Pei Ling.

In the blink of an eye, Pei Ling was completely enveloped by the majestic death energy.

The vitality of his whole body was suppressed to almost nothing in an instant.