I just want to be a quiet man

This place is exactly the mountain that the four people pointed to just now.

In order to prevent another sneak attack from the monster race and other races, he came here directly to wait.

Thinking of this, he turned his head and looked at the place where he was attacked just now. The founder of the nine sects must be extremely powerful.

Later, if there are any ancient immortals passing there, it will be a good time to see what these four ancestors do.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly noticed that someone was calling his real name!

Pei Ling immediately closed her eyes and felt them seriously.

Soon, he realized that it was senior "Kong Meng" calling his name!

It's just that, perhaps because of the barrier of time, or because the area where the other party is located is covered by many restrictions, the voice in his ear is intermittent, and he cannot lock the specific location of the other party!

Pei Ling frowned, thought quickly, and immediately said in a calm voice: "Senior 'Kongmeng', I am here!"

"Senior 'Kong Meng', can you hear my voice?"

"Senior 'Kong Meng'..."

Pei Ling recited the title of "Kongmeng" seven or eight times in a row, but the voices in his ears kept coming like a surging tide.

The rhythm of calling didn't change at all, "Kong Meng" didn't seem to hear his voice at all!

Pei Ling immediately took out a specially made sound transmission talisman, which was the sound transmission talisman he used to contact Senior "Kong Meng".

It was injected with a burst of magic power, and the light shone on the talisman. After waiting for a while, there was no movement.

Seeing this scene, Pei Ling immediately knew that this talisman had no effect in the Fusheng chess game!

Presumably, Senior "Kongmeng" should have used the sound transmission talisman just now, but he couldn't be contacted, so he started to say his real name...

However, right now, when the other party speaks his real name, he can listen intermittently.

But he read the other party's title, but the other party couldn't hear anything... In this situation, besides knowing that the other party is still alive, he can't make any effective contact at all.

At this time, it seemed that because of the delay in receiving a response, the repeated calls in Pei Ling's ears gradually faded away, and after a while, the lingering sound lingered and quietly disappeared.

Pei Ling shook his head slightly, but just as he retracted the sound transmission talisman and was about to do other things, the familiar voice of "Kong Meng" suddenly rang in his ears again: "Pei Ling...I heard it!"

"How are you doing now?"

Hearing this, Pei Ling was stunned for a moment, and then cheered up. Although there was a delay in time, it was enough that "Kong Meng" could hear his voice!

Pei Ling immediately said quickly: "Senior 'Kongmeng', everything is fine with me now."

"I don't know where the senior is now? How many fellow Taoists are still alive?"

After he finished speaking, he waited for a long time before the "empty" voice sounded again: "Pei Ling... We were just rescued by a female cultivator of 81 kalpas. Now we are in a village heavily restricted, but the specific The location is unknown!"

"'Chuiyu', 'Xiangzai', and 'Gu Miao' are all still alive."

"'Huaifu' should have fallen."

"Hide, 'death' has also fallen, and the life and death of Longbo Zhanwang is unknown."

Compared to the beginning, Senior "Kongmeng"'s voice was much clearer. Now that there are still four people alive, Pei Ling also heaved a sigh of relief. The number of chess pieces in the Fusheng chess game is less than nine, which is also a failure!

Right now, this is a dangerous chess game in the Great Desolation War. No matter how strong he is alone, if everyone else dies, he will definitely die along with him!

Having no time to feel sorry for his fallen companion, Pei Ling continued immediately: "Senior 'Kongmeng', Longbo Zhanwang should be fine for the time being, who are the three newcomers now?"

This time, he waited for a longer time before the voice of "Kong Meng" sounded again: "Pei Ling... the second batch of entrants should be dead already!"

"Right now, 'Chuiyu', 'Xiangzai', and 'Gu Miao', like me, are speaking their real names one by one to determine the latest entrant."

The three who entered the second batch are already dead?

He didn't even see those three people!

Don't even know who it is!

This simply disappeared?

Chapter 26: No Response!

Pei Ling's scalp felt numb all of a sudden. Before the chess game started, what he thought was that as soon as he entered the Great Desolation, he would take the eight followers and push them all the way to Jianmu's feet.

The worst plan is that he violated the principles of heaven and was discovered by Jianmu, and then he relied on his [Ten Directions Xuanyuan Tribulation] Mahayana strength to defeat Jianmu, and finally forcibly ascended to the immortal...

Even along the way, when other followers can't see it, he can also secretly learn about the [Cathode Formless] of the "Kongmeng" senior, or deduce the illusion with Immortal Emperor "Yiyi"...Conditions permitting , I can also ask Senior "Kong Meng" to help introduce Su Zhentian's other patriarchs...

But now it's really entered the game... It's hard for them to even see Jianmu!

No, it is difficult for nine people to survive!

The difference between reality and imagination is so great that it feels like a dream!

With this in mind, Pei Ling took a deep breath, calmed down, and then said: "Senior 'Kongmeng', this chess game is the beginning of the Great War, it is very dangerous!"

"I just got the news that the closer you are to Jianmu, the more ancient immortals there will be."

"Don't go to Jianmu lightly now!"

After the words fell, Pei Ling waited for a long time, but senior "Kong Meng" did not reply.

He frowned, and continued: "Senior 'Kong Meng', senior 'Kong Meng'?"

"Senior 'Kong Meng', can you hear what I said?"

"Senior 'Kong Meng'..."

After a long time, "Kongmeng" Patriarch didn't respond any more.

Seeing this, Pei Ling frowned even tighter. In the current situation, he couldn't judge the location of "Kong Meng" and the others. If he had to find them, he could only use the system...

"'Kongmeng', 'Chuiyu', 'Xiangzai', and 'Gumiao' were all rescued by a 81-kalpa female cultivator, who should be Su Zhentian's founder..."

"There should be nothing wrong with these four people for the time being."

"The most important thing now is to learn about this era as soon as possible."

"First call out the will of the true immortal, and ask about the situation of the Great Desolation War..."

Thinking of this, Pei Ling flicked his robe sleeves, and immediately set up dozens of large formations around the surroundings to isolate the inside and outside, conceal the fluctuation of breath, and block the detection of divine sense.

The next moment, dense dark red lines appeared all over his body. These lines were dark and gloomy in color, full of ominous atmosphere.

After all the lines appeared, they all gathered towards his back in an instant like a surging tide.

Soon, a dense mass of darkness appeared behind Pei Ling.

In the darkness, a slender and white arm protruded, and in a moment, a slim and graceful figure stepped out of the darkness, its eyes were tightly closed, and its face was expressionless.

The remaining darkness turned into a simple black robe in an instant, covering her shoulders.

It was the incarnation of Mo Lilan!

With a thought in Pei Ling's mind, Mo Lilan, who still had her eyes closed, immediately raised her ten slender fingers, twisting them like orchids, and punched out spells one by one.

This is 【Please Immortal Art】!

Before he was going to discuss the Dao with the owner of Wushi Villa, he specially sought out the immortal art from the will of the true immortal, which could draw the will of the other party out of the Great Dream of Eternal Night!

Not long after, Mo Lilan's aura changed suddenly, and her whole person instantly became quiet, elegant, and delicate, as if the aura of a well-loved lady and a monk's cultivation disappeared in an instant, without any trace left.

[Invite Immortal Technique] was successfully performed, and Pei Ling suddenly felt that something was wrong. This aura...was not the will of a real fairy!

The next moment, Mo Lilan opened her eyes, revealing a pair of black and white clear pupils, fixedly looking at Pei Ling, and said in a low voice: "Ji Wu..."

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in the village.

A simple but spotlessly clean house.

From the outside, the houses in the whole village are very low.

However, walking inside, the space is quite wide.

Except for the doors and windows used for lighting and ventilation, which are located at high places, which are quite different from ordinary houses, the interior furnishings are also extremely simple.

A wooden cloud bed, a small table, several straw futons, and a pottery lampstand, and nothing else.

"Kong Meng" sits on the cloud bed, and the couch is covered with splendid skirts and dresses, as if the sky is suddenly born, and the pearls, hairpins and jade pendants reflect each other, and the room is full of brilliance and splendor.

At this moment, her eyes are closed tightly, her body is full of breath, and she is listening intently.

Suddenly, a beam of black light shot out from the void, pierced through the ears of "Kong Meng", several black hairs floated down.

"Kong Meng" immediately opened his eyes, and his breath suddenly dropped, but he had already recovered from the state of "Going Back".

She turned her head abruptly, only to see that silver ginger linen clothes like snow had already appeared in her room, she was sitting on the window sill, and the prehistoric moonlight shone into the room from behind her, outlining the frosty and snowy silver edges , like a newly quenched sharp blade.

Yin Jiang's face was hidden in darkness, and his expression was unclear. His eyes were slightly drooping, bright as arrows, and he looked at "Kong Meng" without blinking.

Before "Kong Meng" could speak, Yin Jiang warned in a cold voice: "Don't continue to communicate with the outside world, this will reveal the location of the village!"

"Kong Meng" was slightly stunned, and immediately asked: "Where are the human races from 81 kalpas?"

Yin Jiang shook her head and said lightly: "Anyone can't do it!"

"Your voice may not have really reached that person's ears."

"What you hear may not really be that person's voice!"

Speaking of this, she showed a strange expression on her face, "Which village did you come from before, why don't you even know this kind of common sense?"

Hearing this, "Kong Meng"'s complexion changed, and he immediately understood Yin Jiang's meaning. There is a special existence that can intercept the voice transmission between her and Pei Ling!

Thinking of this, she quickly said: "My three companions are also communicating with the outside world..."

Yin Jiang said calmly: "Someone else has already stopped it."

"Next, if you hear an outside voice calling for you again, no matter who it is, even if it is your close friends or blood relatives, you must not answer!"

"Fortunately, we discovered it in time this time. There is a special forbidden shelter in the village, so it won't be exposed so easily."

"But if the time for your sound transmission is longer, it may not be necessarily the case."

"Once the location of the village is exposed, everyone must immediately prepare for a deadly battle!"

Knowing the seriousness of the matter, "Kong Meng" nodded immediately: "Sorry, I understand."

"From now on, I will not communicate with anyone again!"

Yin Jiang nodded and said no more, the figure disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared before.

The prehistoric moonlight was no longer sheltered, and it poured into the house mightily, spreading clear frost all over the ground, the forest was cold and lonely, "Kong Meng" looked up into the sky, the moon was as bright as water, and the meniscus was slender, like a fisherman's new hook.

Chapter 27: Cooked food.

Lumber camp.

The tent like a canopy is propped up high by beams and columns spliced ​​together by towering giant trees.

Under the tent, on a seat that was lightly polished from the entire rocky mountain, Longbo Zhanwang, who had lost an arm, sat respectfully with one hand on his knee.

On the opposite side, on the simple throne polished by a more towering stone mountain, an extremely tall Longbo tribe sat with a golden sword on his horse.

The Longbo Zhanwang was already as high as a mountain, but in front of this Longbo clan, he looked like a child who had not yet grown up, appearing thin and weak.

Its Cui Wei's body is surrounded by blood-like red clouds and mists. Those clouds are all formed by the gathering of centipede-like insects. The densely packed feet and densely packed eyes follow the behavior of this Longbo tribe. In the void, there seemed to be the rustling sounds of countless snakes and insects crawling.

The breath of depravity, chaos, tyranny... is coming!

The Longbo Zhanwang lowered his head, his gaze was always looking at the blazing bonfire in front of him. This bonfire was actually a mountain that the Longbo tribe moved randomly. The mountain was lush with lush vegetation, rare animals, beautiful flowers and Yao grass. There are still many ponds and waterfalls, but right now, they are all ignited by a kind of red spiritual fire, and they are all turned into fuel.

The one opposite is an ancient immortal of the Longbo tribe.

The King of War's cultivation is only Mahayana, and although he has his "origin", he can't look directly at the opponent's "chaotic state" for a long time.

Just now, he escaped all the way under the waterfall surrounded by mountains. He was very lucky, and met the ancient immortal of the Longbo clan in the prehistoric period in time.

In order to avoid the possibility of being chased by the 81-kalpa Mahayana of the human race, he immediately came to see him.

The chess game this time is too dangerous. He has only heard of the Mahayana of 81 kalpas in legends!

The other alien races and monster races who entered the game have no resistance at all!

He was able to escape the catastrophe at that time, not because he was stronger than Hide and "Death", but because of the order in which he attacked the three of them, he happened to be the last one!

However, Pei Ling, the introduction of the fairy road in this chess game, is even more terrifying than the Mahayana of 81 kalpas!