I just want to be a quiet man

As the army galloped, the void vibrated, and arrows rained down like rain. Throwing wood, flint, gold juice... throwing rain, countless attacking methods, all rushed towards Jianmu.

However, at the moment when all the attacks were about to touch Jianmu, the space exploded.

Countless means of attack, heavenly soldiers and generals, human kings... all disappeared in an instant.

In a blink of an eye, the world returned to silence and clarity, the mountains were as majestic as before, surrounded by giant trees reaching the sky, the branches and leaves were not in the blue sky, only the long wind was solemn, and the branches and leaves whirled.

Looking at this sudden change, "Lady" didn't have any accidents. Her wide sleeve brushed over the mouth of the well, and the well water was slightly rippling, and a world emerged again: on the huge wilderness, there were many bones.

The cold wind roared like a steel knife, cutting all living beings and souls.

The surviving skeletons are extremely huge, like mountains and mountains, and even stretching like mountains. Even after an unknown number of years, they still exude a terrifying pressure.

The people in light robes and scarves walk slowly, and the sandals are full of dust, but they don't lose their light and dilute breath at all. It doesn't matter.

He walked through several layers of huge bones, and suddenly raised his hand, the surrounding scene changed suddenly, above the wilderness, without warning, a towering giant tree appeared, its momentum was magnificent, connecting heaven and earth!

"Jiuyi" looked at the giant tree calmly, thousands of rivers and mountains surged in the void behind him, rolling towards Jianmu like a raging sea.

But it is similar to the situation at Zhong Kui Lie's side, the moment "Nine Yi" made a move, the space changed, and it and the mountains and rivers all disappeared from the world in an instant.

By the ancient well, "Sister" waved her sleeves again...

One after another, bizarre worlds appear in the reflection of the well water.

The figure of a celebrity Jinxian walked among them.

Various methods of attack...

All the golden immortals of the human race who had been removed to other worlds attacked Jianmu together.

But almost all the golden immortals of the race, together with their attacks, were moved to the next world by Jianmu at the moment of their shots...

"媨"'s wide sleeve brushed across the mouth of the well again, and in the well water, there was a huge sword light, just like the sun rising slowly, resplendent and brilliant, covering all the scenes!

After a while, the vast brilliance gradually came to an end, and only then did "Woman" see the reflection in the well.

On the turbulent waters, the green-robed figure had disappeared from Jianmu just like the human golden fairy before him.

While the fallen leaves fluttered and danced, on the majestic building that rose from the deep water, there was a very shallow sword mark!

By the well, the corner of "Woman"'s mouth curled up, and a smug smile immediately appeared, she succeeded!

Jianmu's immortal post is extremely special.

but……

There are also limits!

While thinking, his wide sleeve brushed against the mouth of the well again...

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flood.

By the side of Jianmu.

The Blood Buddha hangs down from the sky, and in the densely packed portals, the human race keeps rushing out like a tide.

The perfect breath dissipated, and the fairy arts came and went like rain.

Flesh and flesh flew everywhere, stumped limbs piled up, and the sound of fighting was as intense as real.

The battle was fierce, grinding the Taoist body and soul, and the evil spirit soared to the sky!

Suddenly, carrying the road to the sky, there seemed to be an insurmountable boundary between the entire battlefield and this world, and there was a sword mark on the tree without warning.

In the sword marks, the sword intent is pure and sharp, it is unreserved, unreserved, unrestrained, pure killing!

The sword mark is shallow, compared to the huge Jianmu, it is so small that it can be ignored.

But at Jianmupan at this moment, no matter it is on the side of the human race or the side of the ten thousand races, they are all existences above the immortals, and in just a moment, they all noticed the situation!

On the side of the human race, the morale soared in an instant: "It's the sword intent of Daoist 'Han An'!"

"Master 'Han An' is about to cut off Jianmu!"

"Hahahahaha... the dog fell into the fairy, you have today too!!"

"Kill! Together with the real people, kill these damned fallen immortals!"

"There is also Jianmu! Jianmu has no way, we will kill him today!"

"My generation is the same way, destroying all races, cutting off the building trees, and my descendants will roam the flood and famine from now on, there will be no more constraints, and they will never be eaten by blood, all in today!"

"Revenge for the predecessors, for the peace and prosperity of our descendants, punish the fallen immortals! Cut Jianmu!"

"Pull the Fallen Immortal! Slash Jianmu!"

For a moment, almost all the races roared loudly: "Put Fallen Immortal! Cut Jianmu!"

"Pull the Fallen Immortal! Slash Jianmu!"

"Pull the Fallen Immortal! Slash Jianmu..."

On the side of the human race, the momentum is like a rainbow, and the roar shakes the sky and the earth. The momentum is huge, like thunder rolling, unstoppable!

Hearing such rebellious words, all the immortals on the Wanzu side were extremely furious: "Boldly eating blood! How dare you raise your clan to violate the heavenly principles and utter wild words, such a heinous crime, you should be punished! Destroy! Destroy the clan!"

"The human race is born weak and can survive until now. We should be grateful for the benevolence of the heavens. If you are so ignorant of good and evil, and go against the sky, it is an act of self-destruction!"

"After today, there will be no human race in the heavens and worlds!"

Amidst the roar, the fairy art exploded.

The already extremely chaotic scene became even more tragic.

bosom friend peak.

On the red rock like a pool of blood, "Samsara", "Xiangxuan" and "Chongming" stand side by side.

Looking at the faint sword marks on Jianmu, the faces of the three patriarchs were extremely calm, without the slightest wave.

In the gray robe, "Samsara" spoke flatly: "'Han An' did a good job!"

"The plan to cut Jianmu has gone very smoothly so far."

"It's just that Pei Ling's side is a bit troublesome."

The "Xiangxuan" skirt fluttered in the wind, and countless jade gourds around his waist struck each other, making a pleasant sound of gold and jade, and said lightly: "His best choice now is to become king!"

"One world and one king, in this world, the fairy king of the dragon clan has come."

"However, Pei Ling is not a creature of this period of time."

"And the one from the Dragon Clan is not the Immortal King born in this world."

"The two have no intersection in the two fundamental orders of 'Universe' and 'Universe'."

"Therefore, this younger generation is now king, so he doesn't have to compete with the fairy king of the Dragon Clan for the symbol and authority of this world!"

"As long as he can become king, no matter what the means are, it is impossible to stop him!"

Hearing this, "Chongming" shook his head slightly, and said, "There is something wrong with him."

"Moreover, it is a fairy title and symbol that I don't have here."

"It should be difficult to obtain..."

"In a short time, He may not be able to become king!"

Regarding Pei Ling's situation, he knew a little better than "Samsara" and "Xiangxuan".

After the transaction just now, on the way back to Zhiyin Peak, He deliberately used a logical reason to assign the immortal post, "origin", and laws to Pei Ling... He wanted to take this opportunity to complete the conditions for this younger generation to become a king !

But it's a pity that the last thing the younger generation wants is a "origin" road to enhance their strength...

"Unable to become king?"

"Samsara" and "Xiangxuan" frowned when they heard the words.

"Samsara" immediately said: "Wait and see."

"If Pei Ling still can't get on the Jianmu when we are about to cut it off, then..."

"Xiangxuan" said directly: "That's not Pei Ling's problem."

"Instead, those four are making a move!"

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The heavy rain is torrential, like the Milky Way pouring down.

The torrential rain washes away everything.

The floating dust was washed away by layers of rain curtains, and the world was clearer than ever before. Everything was silent, except for the rumble of rain.

A figure in a black shirt quietly emerged from the rain.

Pei Ling stepped into the air and stood up, focusing on the front.

It was a gray mist, which blocked His sight and also blocked the torrential rain.

Without any hesitation, Pei Ling made a move immediately, and a blood-colored saber aura slashed out instantly!

brush!

In the brisk sound of the sharp blade piercing through the air, the saber energy was as swift as electricity, splitting the mist in an instant.

The mist cracked like a substance, revealing the towering giant trees hidden inside.

Looking at the ancient and vicissitudes of Jianmu connecting the sky and the earth, Pei Ling nodded slightly, and found it!

However, how to go back to Honghuang through Jianmu next, but I have to ask the ancestor of "Chongming" from a distance...

While thinking about it, he suddenly frowned, and his eyes fell on a certain place above Jianmu.

The branches and leaves there seem to be slightly thinner than other places, and in the larger gap, there is a faint sword mark on the Jianmu.

In the sword marks, the sword intent is pure and concise, full of killing spirit.

It is the handwriting of the founder of the Han'an Sword Sect!

Although it was just a shallow sword mark, Jianmu began to get hurt...

There is not much time left for yourself!

Chapter 153 : Can't Stop!

Suddenly, Pei Ling was about to open his mouth and read the title of the Patriarch "Chongming", when the space around him suddenly changed. In an instant, the pouring rain, the cracked earth and the barren rocky mountains all disappeared.

What appeared before Him was a tall, gloomy forest.

A pitch-black gigantic tree rose into the sky.

These giant trees are black in color, and their atmosphere is as gloomy as night. They seem to be lifeless, but their branches and leaves are criss-crossing, like heavy dark clouds, covering the sky, full of a sense of cold and gloomy.

The forest is deep, but everything is silent, as if there is no living thing in this world except for these trees.

Looking at the extremely unfamiliar environment around him, Pei Ling was startled for a moment, and then immediately realized that Jianmu had noticed him, and made another move, transferring him to the next world!

Pei Ling frowned immediately, and without any hesitation, she immediately looked up at the sky.

The next moment, above the canopy that looked like a dark cloud, real dark clouds quickly gathered in the swaying Qingming.

The ink is all over the sky, covering the sky.

In a blink of an eye, heavy rain poured down, roaring and falling.

clap la la...

Countless black branches and leaves were violently knocked down by the raindrops, and they were like a shower.

Newborn black streams flow out from under the forest, converging into rivers, meandering like snakes and insects, scrambling to the distance.

The sound of the rain was loud, and everything in the rain appeared in Pei Ling's eyes.

In an instant, he had already locked a position, and the Xuanshan disappeared immediately.

The black forest is like devout believers, gathering like tides, surrounded by a bottomless abyss.

Nine huge vines, intertwined and entangled, rolled out from the bottom of the abyss and went straight to the sky.

The squalling wind and showers howled, covering the world.

A figure in a black shirt emerged from the rain.