I Just Want To Be Quiet

You Su tomb.

The white mist was surging like a mountain, but like a fear, a large blank area was abruptly vacated.

The door of the Huameiruo Palace Quexian Tower stood silently.

In the open space in front of it, fist winds roared, ghosts cried like waves, a melee was going on.

"Xi" showed its original shape, all ten arms were muscularly knotted, and the thick veins of ordinary people's thighs burst out, hitting them with a fist. In the red eyes, the evil spirit overflowed, and the violent breath seemed to linger around the whole body. .

The "prisoner" carrying the cage was still standing on the spot, but the place where he was standing was a flat ground. At this moment, it has become a thin pillar of soil. With the pillar as the center, the ground is flying sand and rocks, and it has been bombarded. A huge pit!

Baipao wins Xuexue, but his face is whiter than Xuexue.

The palm of the baby behind the "prisoner", under the fierce fist wind, is constantly shattering and disappearing, but it is also constantly being reborn and growing, as if it is endless.

The two are facing each other, the dust storm is diffuse, the weather is violent, and the battle is extremely fierce.

Not far away, the pink bride's hi-dress fluttered, her slender white palms stretched out from the embroidered cuffs, and a fluttering palm patted "Cry". At the same time, she flicked her fingertips quickly, countless invisible The silk thread spews out like spring flies, wanting to wrap around the body of "crowing".

"Cry" floats like a paper kite, without strength, and her long hair skyrocketed. It instantly obscures the sky and the sun, blocking the palm of the pink bride, and as if she felt intercepted to the invisible thread, the hair and the thread continue to clash in mid-air. A strand of blue silk spreads and flows like a river in the dark night, suddenly violent, and wrapped around the pink bride’s ankle...

Four extremely weak and greedy slaves, all the mouths on their faces are open.

In the void around Li Lieyue and Yan Mingwei, densely dense mouthparts suddenly appeared, and they tore at them.

Yan Minghua didn't hesitate at all, immediately propped up the silk umbrella, and a huge shadow shrouded it. This was the defensive method taught by the Fallen Immortal Will before, and the shadow covered it with Li Lieyue.

Li Lieyue lifted her bare hand lightly, [Ding Jiezhen Soul Bell] leisurely moved, "Ling Ling Ling..."

In the crisp and sweet ringtones, black mist filled his body, dense eyes opened, smoke skirts swaying, endless, a steady stream of ghost maids appeared, killing four greedy slaves...

"Om!"

The sharp blade pierced through the air, a condensed **** sword qi slashed towards "Yu", "Yu" looked melancholy, raised his hand to the sword qi, and instantly smashed the sword qi.

Immediately afterwards, he pointed to Pei Ling.

Pei Ling urged [the Evil Flag], the strong wind suddenly rose, and instantly blew away the "Yu" fingers. The remaining power remained undiminished, and continued to blow towards the "Yu"...

Boom boom boom boom...

The three parties fought fiercely together, checking and balancing each other, but for a while, they fell into a deadlock.

While Peiling shot, he approached the second door.

All the living and the dead moved with him tacitly, flying sand and walking between the rocks, and the battlefield gradually shifted to the second portal.

Soon, they finally reached the second door not far away.

Peiling suddenly stopped.

The footsteps of all the other living and dead followed, but the various spells in his hands did not mean to stop at all.

Boom boom boom...

Fists back and forth, grinning mouthparts, ghosts all over the sky... the melee is still going on.

Seeing that Pei Ling was no longer advancing, the "prisoner" who was fighting with "Xi" suddenly said in a low voice: "The living, don't waste time."

"You can't stop us!"

"Yu" looked sad and more ill, and also said: "The curse here is getting stronger and stronger, the living, you won't be able to support it for long!"

"Don't work hard, come in quickly!"

When the pink bride's figure was erratic, she said quietly: "Prince Pei, go in quickly!"

"Or, are you reluctant to be separated from your concubine?"

Pei Ling's complexion did not change at all. Although he had confirmed with "Xi" that Taboo would not end easily, but for the sake of caution, he shot at the beginning and only targeted "Yu" and the followers of the pink bride.

Afterwards, I saw that I was okay, so I dared to gradually let go of his hands and feet...

Right now, time has passed for so long, and the two taboos still have nothing to do. He can try to go further!

Of course, "Yu" and the pink bride are taboo subordinates after all. He can't kill him, as long as these two can't enter the second door!

When the thoughts were turned, Pei Ling suddenly condensed all the breath and all the means, and said lightly: "Want to know the good fortune of the first door?"

All the ghosts present, including "Xi" and "Cry", looked at Pei Ling.

Peiling stood motionless, her face and breath suddenly changed.

All the facial features on his face faded away, turning into a blank face, exactly the same as the faceless immortal enshrined in the Xiao Mansion ancestral hall before.

Its breath instantly became the same as the portal not far behind, full of indescribable great horrors, cataclysms, and catastrophes...

In an instant, the curse of the second door had no effect on Pei Ling, and the effect of [Curse of Ten Thousand Souls] directly fell on "Yu", slaves, pink brides and "prisoners".

At the same time, behind Pei Ling, the huge phantom of the first door began to slowly emerge.

Unlike the [Manhunt Curse] cast by Pei Ling, there was no resistance at all when facing the [Manhunt Curse] of the second door.

Their bodies began to rot in an instant, growing spiteful faces, and their breaths decayed sharply.

"Hee hee...hee hee...hee...hee hee hee...hee..."

The sound of shrill laughter came out densely.

But at this moment, a cold, vast gaze suddenly came over.

Peiling's breath suddenly became chaotic, and his face instantly recovered as before, and the phantom of the tall and towering first door behind him was not fully formed, so it disappeared.

"puff!"

Suddenly, his whole body was in a mess, he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and said decisively: "Go!"

Before the words finished, Pei Ling grabbed Li Lieyue and Yan Minghuan in the air, and went straight to the second door.

"Xi" and "Cry" raised their heads and glanced upwards, both of them showed a distinct look of fear, and then immediately followed Pei Ling.

The curses on "Yu", greedy slaves, pink brides, and "prisoners" stopped temporarily and did not continue to deteriorate. They looked respectfully at the sky above their eyes and bowed together. Afterwards, they did not dare to delay and went to the second place. Daomen escaped.

Before long, all the living and the dead escaped inside the gate, and their figures disappeared.

In the vast open space in front of the door, the traces of the previous melee seemed to be wiped out by some invisible force.

Soon, the bumpy ground became flat, and even a stone and a gravel were in their original positions.

The white mist rolled in the distance, like a surging tide, surging, but never dared to go beyond half a step.

Shino returned to silence.

The majestic and majestic portal stood quietly, like the prince of Xuanxiao Danque.