I just want to be a quiet man

Countless evil spirits of demons and ghosts slowly emerged with the gray-black soul wind. In the desert, the temperature dropped suddenly, like falling into an ice cellar.

The female Jianxiu's complexion changed slightly, and she immediately slashed out the sword energy, breaking the soul wind.

At this moment, Shentu Weiyan's cold voice came from the stone tower standing above the sand dunes: "The heaven and earth are benevolent and nourish you, but you are ambitious and don't care about the carrying power of this world. Living beings, blindly multiplying... ungrateful things, today, for the sake of Panya Realm, these two must die!!!"

Before the words were finished, the brilliance of the technique suddenly exploded in the stone tower!

The female sword cultivator sneered and said, "How dare you be so high-sounding by turning black and white?!"

The sword energy revived, roaring like a dragon.

"Ten thousand kalpas, never seen in ancient times." At this time, Ji Chi said lightly, "Since we met today, it can be seen that like the sword spirit of the sword cultivator, it is God's favor for my holy religion, and it is prepared for my holy teaching practice. .”

"kill!"

"Kill these sanctimonious hypocrites, save the lives of those two juniors, and think of it as a furnace, and help me to rise to the next level!"

Yan Xicheng did not have any words of provocation or refutation, and the black dock directly blatantly crashed into the white altar of the Tiansheng religion...

The battle between righteousness and evil is about to start!

Boom boom boom...

Spells exchanged, sword qi criss-crossed, and curses fell like rain... The huge impact made the thousands of miles of yellow sand crazily tremble, flow, and rotate. Soon, this extremely stable sand dune directly turned into surging quicksand. With the actions of many high-ranking monks, the circulation is uncertain.

Sometimes it rains and snows in the sky, sometimes it is overcast and windy, and sometimes it is clear and unpredictable.

Although there are many righteous monks present, the core of the battlefield is Zhong Kui Yueji and Ning Wuye. In order to keep the two juniors, many methods cannot be used at all.

On the contrary, it was the Devil's side, although the Tianshengjiao wanted to live in the furnace, but they were still unscrupulous in their actions. Coupled with the location of the world's immeasurable Buddha formation, when the two sides fought, they were evenly matched.

For a while, the only thing that was free was the Palace of Bones hanging high in the air.

On the throne, Si Hongqing quietly looked down at the battle situation, his expression was flat, and he had no intention of helping at all.

Chapter 159 : Never share the sky.

Eternal Night Desert.

In the darkness that seemed to be real, a figure slowly walked out.

When the long grass parted and the vines hung down, there were some traces of the Fazhou.

Pei Ling stood not far away, looking at the broken Fazhou in front of him.This place was the entrance to the Desert of Eternal Night when he followed Ji Changfu, the young leader of Tianshengjiao. He still remembered that the place where the Fazhou crashed was an extremely barren desert, except for the sparse Achnatherum splendens, there were many snakes and insects Gravel where mouse ants hide.

But at this moment, all the herbs are lush and bleak, if not for the Fazhou full of weeds, vines, and moss, there would be no traces of the past at all.

Right now, the surrounding area is dark, and the north and the south cannot be distinguished. Even though Pei Ling has transformed into a god, his field of vision is still greatly restricted, and he cannot perceive the outside world. He can only barely perceive that Yuxuezhao is in front of him through the [Monster Controlling Blood Deed]. The other party has already left the Desert of Eternal Night!

Thinking of this, Pei Ling operated the [Cicada's Breathing Technique] to restrain his breath, and cast the [Five Ghosts' Heavenly Escape] again, and the figure disappeared from the spot immediately.

[Five Ghosts Tianluo Dun] is the signature escape method of Chongming School, which claims that there is nowhere to go from up to Qingming and down to Netherworld.It's just that Pei Ling seems to be standing near the entrance of the Eternal Night Desert right now, but the [Five Ghosts and Heavenly Dungeon] flew away for about half an hour before the darkness around him disappeared as if suddenly wiped away. The sky is dark, and many high-ranking monks are fighting together!

Immediately afterwards, before Pei Ling could react, the stone pagodas far and near had already locked on him, the array pattern was shining brightly, and countless gray arrows shot wildly.

Pei Ling immediately felt terrified, and instinctively gave an early warning, not to be shot by this gray arrow!But he had just escaped from the Eternal Night Desert, and the arrows were coming very fast, but he had no time to dodge, the moment he grasped the handle of the Nine Soul Saber, and was about to make a move, he suddenly felt the world spinning.

After the surrounding scenery changed drastically, when I looked at it again, it had already appeared in a palace of white bones.

The palace is resplendent and resplendent, although traces of human bones and human skin can be seen everywhere, it does not hide its luxury and magnificence.

On the alchemy facing him is a large throne. Si Hong is wearing a double-knife bun, surrounded by green beads, embroidered with ginkgo leaves, a light pink skirt, and a tea-white ribbon. The slender waist is cinched to the touch, and the outer cover is a red crepe gown with wide sleeves and brocade brocade.

The long gown is made of light and soft materials, which cannot hide the snowy skin and jade skin.

At this moment, in the slender and soft catkin, there is a black feather fan attached to it, lightly touching the side of the snowy cheeks, it looks more like frost than snow, and it shines brightly.Si Hongqing's eyes fluttered, and on the jade face, there was a faction of frost, looking down at Pei Ling coldly.

On the ground not far away, Yuxuezhao was lying down, her aura was steady, but just like last time, she had already passed out.

Pei Ling's complexion couldn't help but change.

At the same time, both the righteous and the devil noticed that someone had come out of the Eternal Night Desert, but their spiritual sense hurriedly swept over it, and when they saw that it was the new holy son of the Chongming Sect, they lost interest.

Now both sides are competing for Zhong Kui Yue Ji and Ning Wu Ye, the matter is related to the transformation of the gods, how important is it, how can they care about such a small role?

Boom boom boom...

As time passed, the auras of Zhong Kui Yue Ji and Ning Wu Ye became weaker and weaker. Seeing this situation, the two sides attacked more violently, the violent aura scattered, and the wind and sand billowed, covering the sky and the sun.

The protective runes on the Palace of Bones light up continuously, blocking the oncoming impact.

In the palace, Pei Ling looked at the suzerain's wife with a cold expression in front of her, quickly calmed down, and respectfully said: "Disciple Pei Ling, pay my respects to Madam."

He didn't know what happened outside, but the righteous and the evil were fighting fiercely, and even he, a disciple of the Demon Sect who had just stepped out of the Eternal Night Desert, was attacked by the Stone Tower of the Reincarnation Tower. Moving him to the palace to hide, presumably, he would not attack him, the holy son of Chongming sect, at this moment.

Si Hongqing looked down at him with a dignified and inviolable expression, and shouted: "Bold Pei Ling! You just formed an alchemy before, but you blatantly harvested my palace in front of the true teachings of the eight sects! Afterwards, you and the saintess The Dao Companion Ceremony was held, and right after the Ceremony was over, in your cave, in front of your blood-deeded demon fox, you once again harvested the palace..."

"These two enmity between harvesting and nourishing are irreconcilable!"

"The palace has finally stabilized its cultivation these days. If you come here this time, you will definitely be ashamed, and you will not be able to survive or die!"

As he said that, before Pei Ling could react, Si Hongqing shot out suddenly, and countless bloody silk threads bound Pei Ling's whole body in an instant.

Then he raised his hand and pulled Pei Ling to his side in an instant. With a thought, a shackle made of spiritual wood suddenly appeared beside the throne.

The standing yoke is a standing cage with a mouth on the top of the cage, which is used to put on the prisoner's neck, making him stand day and night, resulting in death.It can also be placed under the prisoner's feet, set it up and then take it away, so that the prisoner hangs in the air and dies.Of course, for monks, this kind of punishment is not enough to die.

But there are countless runes engraved around the flail in front of him. Once the flail is inserted into it, I am afraid that his cultivation base will be banned, and he will be no different from ordinary people.

And around the flail, there are also specially refined iron spines around it, and there are places for shackles on the cage posts.

Once imprisoned in it, I am afraid that I will not dare to twist and turn【Note】.

Seeing this scene clearly, Pei Ling's complexion changed, and he began to struggle subconsciously.Originally, I thought that Si Hongqing's method would not be able to break free even with his current cultivation level of Myriad Tribulations Transformation God, but he just exerted a little force at this moment, and all the blood lines were broken!

The power of these bloodlines might not be able to restrain even an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator.

At this moment, Si Hongqing leaned directly against his body, the cloth was light and soft, and accompanied by the charming and rich fragrance, the warmth came instantly, the snowy skin and flowers were charming and touchable, soft and moist, as if in the clouds.

Si Hongqing's beautiful eyes were half-opened, but he reprimanded angrily: "Pei Ling! How dare you!"

Pei Ling was startled for a moment, but immediately understood, yes, his cultivation base is too low, he has just transformed into a god, and he can't resist the suzerain's wife at all!

He is a victim!

So, Pei Ling tore apart Si Hongqing's clothes very roughly, pushed her into the shackles, bound her wrists with shackles, and then lifted her round, snow-white slender thighs...

Si Hongqing spoke angrily and scolded again and again: "Pei Ling! What are you doing?! This palace is the suzerain's wife, and the suzerain of Chongming sect is married!"

"You mere disciple, dare to humiliate me again and again?!"

"Do you really think that you are the Holy Son, so I can't deal with you?!"

"If the suzerain knows about this matter...you will definitely not be spared!"

"You... ah... you stop now, it's still too late... ah..."

While scolding angrily, Si Hongqing actively cooperated with Pei Ling's movements. This time, she didn't even have a symbolic resistance.

After all, outsiders can't see it, so why bother?

[Note] Related to the flail, from Baidu Encyclopedia.The instruments of torture here are Wei Zhongxian's "improved" version.

Chapter 1 Sixty: Become famous in one fell swoop!

At this time, Pei Ling had just turned into a god after a thousand calamities, and had escaped from the desert of eternal night. He escaped from death and survived the ups and downs.

Seeing that Si Hongqing was singing a one-man show here alone, he deliberately said very cooperatively: "So what if the suzerain finds out? When I passed on the mission, I almost killed him. I will avenge this revenge sooner or later!"

"Right now, let's collect some interest from the wife he is marrying!"

"Ma'am, don't blame me for being rude. If you want to blame, blame you for being Su Lijing's wife!"

He thought to himself, Si Hongqing seems to like playing role-playing very much, as a disciple, he naturally has to obey the suzerain's wife.

Of course, Pei Ling was not at all worried that these words would reach the ears of a third person.

After all, when he was in Wanfei Sea last time, the suzerain's wife summoned him and Li Lieyue in this bone palace.

During the period, the two sides also spy on some important matters.

It can be seen that this palace of white bones must be very reliable in terms of the isolation effect of sound movement and the detection of spiritual thoughts.

Therefore, the only ones who know about this right now are him and Si Hongqingyan.

He himself would definitely not say anything about it, but Si Hongqing, as the majestic wife of the sect master of Chongming, was secretly recruited by a junior disciple of his own, no matter it was out of face or reputation, he would definitely not May take the initiative to say this matter.

Thinking of this, Pei Ling became even more unscrupulous.

At this time, listening to Pei Ling's domineering words, Si Hongqing felt as if a certain taboo in her heart had been touched, and a different kind of joy arose all over her body, causing her to sink into it instantly!

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At the same time, outside the Bone Palace, the battle between good and evil is in full swing.

The billowing yellow sand obliterated the field of vision, and the originally solid ground trembled and flowed like a stream of water.

Under the protection of many teachers of the righteous way, Zhong Kui Yueji and Ning Wuye finally withdrew to the Baiyun magic weapon with countless spells, curses, and arrows.

Immediately, the Baiyun Magic Treasure lit up with formation patterns, sending out strong waves, and opened the restraint to protect the two of them.

After not having to worry too much about the safety of the two juniors, the right side was finally able to go all out and gradually gained the upper hand.

Seeing this, the Great Buddha in the stone pagoda frowned, Zhengdao has too many people coming this time!

Almost half of the senior monks on the main battlefield were present.

In contrast, most of the main forces of the Reincarnation Tower and the Tiansheng Sect are still on the battlefield in Jiuyi Mountain.

As for the Chongming Sect, there is only one wife of the suzerain up to now, and they have not made a move for a long time!

Thinking of this, Dafutu Ling was about to speak out to ask Si Hongqing to help out, but he heard Si Hongqing shouting angrily from the Bone Palace: "Pei Ling! How dare you!"

The voice was naturally charming, but at the moment it was filled with endless anger, as if something extremely angry had happened.

With the blessing of the formation, even though everything that is in sight has turned into a fiery battlefield, it is still very clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

All the monks present were startled.

The wife of the suzerain of the Chongming sect had a conflict with the holy son of the Chongming sect?

Moreover, what does it mean to arrange such a formation on purpose so that all of them can hear it?

Immediately afterwards, Si Hong's sultry voice continued to sound: "Pei Ling! What are you doing?! This palace is the wife of the suzerain, and the suzerain of Chongming sect is married!"

"A mere disciple of yours dares to humiliate me over and over again?!"

"Do you really think that you are the Holy Son, so I can't deal with you?!"

"If the suzerain knows about this matter...you will definitely not be spared!"

"You... ah... you stop now, it's still too late... ah..."

The unsightly sound, mixed with a series of movements such as the shattering of the dress, reverberated throughout the world.

Regardless of whether they were righteous or evil, all the monks were shocked, and the battle came to a brief standstill.

Before everyone came back to their senses, a voice full of hostility and arrogance came from the Palace of Bones: "So what if the suzerain finds out? I almost killed him during the true mission. Revenge, I will take revenge sooner or later!"

"Right now, let's collect some interest from the wife he is marrying!"

"Ma'am, don't blame me for being rude. If you want to blame, blame you for being Su Lijing's wife!"

"Ah... ah... um..."

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Jiuyi Mountain.

Soap banners are flying, among the dark camps.

The palace with the banner of the Chongming Sect hangs high in the air.

In the palace, Su Lijing sat on the throne, overlooking the bottom.

Under Dan Chi, the heads of the three families are reporting matters.

Su Qianya, the Patriarch of the Zhenshi Su Clan, stepped forward first, and said with a happy expression: "My lord, these days, the Su Clan has collected a total of 690 bottles of false Taoist medicine, 41 catties of medicinal materials, and 170 pieces of finished talismans. , the talisman-making material is 320 million catties...[-] pill furnaces..."

"Among them, there are high-level pills... top-grade pills..."

"Treasures of Heaven and Earth..."

"Extreme Talisman..."