I Just Want To Be Quiet

Jiuyi Mountain.

Northwest of Cizhou.

This place has changed beyond recognition, dead silent, desolate, yellow sand everywhere, quicksand everywhere, the only green is the giant tree as high as Moyun, its breath is still skyrocketing!

In the mid-air confrontation with Jumu Yaoyao, Pei Ling stood in the air, his black shirt was soaked, and countless blood dripped.

"If after half an hour, you still can't solve Shenmu, He will take action!"

Hearing the sound transmission ringing in his ears, Pei Ling frowned and immediately replied, "Half a quarter of an hour? Senior He, if I can't solve it, what's the point of you taking action?"

"It's not that this holy son is arrogant. Senior He should be able to see that this holy son's way of the sword is definitely not comparable to when he fought with his predecessors."

"Otherwise, Tao Shanzhu wouldn't be defeated so quickly!"

In the distance, He Fuqiong's eyes were bright, and he was shaking his head slightly, and said in a flat voice: "Your strength is indeed stronger than last time."

"But I am right, and there is a right way."

Hearing this, Pei Ling's brows furrowed even tighter. For half a quarter of an hour... He will become stronger and stronger under the influence of [End Dao Qingxian]!

But as long as this sacred tree can't be solved with one stroke, it will continue to absorb the power of the earth's veins and return to its peak.

What's more important is that this divine tree will absorb the power of the earth veins again, I am afraid that the sword **** will not give him even half an hour!

Now, only magic can be used!

It's just that the three immortal arts he has now mastered, [Mingtian's Great Dream] has just been cracked by Tao Shanzhu. This divine tree can use the methods of the nine sects, unless the true immortal will come to perform this technique and pull it in. In the real fairy dream, otherwise, [Mingtian Dream] can't deal with this sacred tree!

And [The red dust of thousands of feet, fears me like the sky], violates the principles of heaven, and has huge consequences, and it must not be used unless it is a last resort!

The only thing left is [All living beings, crossing the sea of ​​bitterness].

But when he used the system to cultivate this immortal art, he attacked the Jiuyi Mountain Protecting Mountain Formation!

If it is used in front of so many righteous monks right now...

Thinking of this, Pei Ling suddenly took a deep breath. He had not used the third immortal technique just now, because he was worried that Jiuyishan had guessed the originator of the previous incident, and it would not end well by then.

But right now, the immortal road is the most important thing, but he can't care so much!

Still, there's still some time...

After thinking about it quickly in his heart, Pei Ling immediately said, "Okay! That's half a quarter of an hour!"

"This holy son needs to use a method. This technique can solve the **** wood, but it does not distinguish between enemy and me. I also ask Senior He to bring other people here. The farther away, the better!"

Time was running out, and He Fuqiong didn't have time to ask more questions, so he immediately said, "Yes."

"In half a quarter of an hour, we'll be right back."

After he finished speaking, he quickly transmitted a voice transmission to all the cultivators present.

The next moment, the five cultivators of the righteous way immediately brought their injured companions and used the escape method to stay away from this place.

swoosh swish...

At this time, countless Senhan Dao Qi and blood gleamed, all of a sudden slashed at Pei Ling.

Every blade of sword qi was wrapped in blood, and it was incomparably fierce, which was the same as Pei Ling's sword qi and sword intent just now.

Pei Ling quickly came back to his senses, but saw that the knife mark on the trunk of the giant tree had completely recovered, and the branches and leaves were fresh, and the breath of the whole plant was even better than the peak just now!

brush brush...

The blood-colored knife is densely suspended in the void, like a group of bloodthirsty sharks, cruising dexterously, chasing and biting.

As the Jiu Po ​​Dao swung again and again, Pei Ling also cut out countless sword energy.

At the same time, he immediately sent a voice transmission to the monks of Wushi Mountain Villa: "Fellow immortals, please retire from this place, the farther the better."

"After returning to the upper realm, this immortal must be grateful!"

Seeing the Immortal Emperor speak, Wuchouzi and the others responded with a sound transmission in a very respectful manner: "Relax, Immortal Emperor, we will leave now."

"There is no need to thank you for this trivial matter. As long as the Immortal Emperor can discuss the vainness of this illusion with us in his spare time, he will be satisfied."

"The same is the immortal lord of the upper realm, the meaning of the immortal emperor, we should obey."

"The Immortal Emperor has seen the outside world, but it's just a little effort..."

Before the sound transmission of the gossip had fallen, the monks of Wushi Villa had already escaped into the void, leaving this world in an instant, and went to a distance.

clang clang...

The sparks splashed like a shower, the sky shattered, and the space was constantly pulsing like water waves. Pei Ling's sword qi collided with the giant wood's sword qi.

In the blink of an eye, countless blood-colored saber auras were shattered and annihilated, but there were more blood-colored saber auras that continued to roar toward each other.

The saber qi displayed by Jumu was tens of thousands of dollars, and each knife was no less than Pei Ling's saber qi just now.

The blood color reflected in the sky, like a sky-swelling sea of ​​blood, roaring and flying, rushing towards Pei Ling.

Pei Ling immediately said coldly, "Everyone!"

Countless ancestral sword replicas and [Evil Axe] replicas appeared in the void in an instant, and they were densely guarded in front of him.

boom boom boom boom...

Just as Pei Ling and the giant tree were fighting fiercely, a voice transmission suddenly sounded in Pei Ling's ear: "Pei Shengzi, this giant tree is already at the level of transcending tribulation!"

"With your own strength, you can't cut it!"

"Moreover, the longer it takes, the more vitality it absorbs, and the stronger it will become!"

"Why don't you just leave it alone and go with us to hunt down the false Taoist."

"Anyway, this place is a fake Taoist realm. Even if the giant tree erodes the earth's veins and devours the vitality of many living beings, it will not damage the property under the name of Shengzong."

"If you can eradicate a few more false roots of Taoism, it will be a monstrous act of kindness for this world!"

"Holy Son's house is kind-hearted, how can you sit back and watch the world be burdened by these clever thieves for a long time?"

Before Pei Ling could answer, another clear and sinister voice came into his ears: "Son Pei, we can help the Son."

"However, the Holy Son has to spend the night with the leader..."

Accompany the leader of the Heavenly Sect for one night?

If he remembers it well, the leader of the natural sect is a man!

Thinking of this, Pei Ling immediately slashed at the Heavenly Sect without any hesitation!

brush!

The huge blood blade condensed the sky above its head, and the terrifying aura diffused, filling the entire world.

The blood color collapsed, the blood sky collapsed, and the mighty, slashed to the side of the natural teaching!

Ren Jiao and the others were suddenly shocked, and immediately acted the magic tricks, the whole body was surging with fire, surging like a tidal wave, Ren Jiao's sleeves swelled up and quickly became bigger, and in a blink of an eye, it was like an abyss. Chinese clothes, cool clothes, high temperament, smoky eyes, naked men and women wandering in the furnace, playing the flute and playing the piano, playing with flowers and grass, rafting with wine, fluttering butterflies and beavers, embroidery and tailoring...

Like beasts that have been raised for a long time, they are all beautiful and docile, with lingering sensuality and mixed breath.

The huge sleeves faced the rushing sword energy, countless lust, greed, depravity, depression, resentment...weaving like a net, wrapped around the huge blood blade.