I Just Want To Be Quiet

When the blood splattered, the breath of the ancestor of the "Five Plagues" immediately weakened a little.

The ancestor of the "five plagues" frowned slightly, and his eyes immediately turned to the loose cultivator who had obtained the spirit stone and medicinal pill.

The loose cultivator said the words of thanks, and his eyes were fixed on the cultivation resources he had just received. In the eyes of the ancestor, the loose cultivator was holding in his hand, but it was no longer Pei Ling's Dao Yun, but It's his Dao Yun!

The cultivation base has not crossed the robbery, and can actually steal the sky and change the sun in the [One Party Pure Land]?

His thoughts turned, but another loose cultivator entered the main hall to salute, and took the spirit stone and medicine pill from the cloaked figure.

Just as he was thanking him, another piece of flesh and blood was torn off from the "Five Plagues" Patriarch, and then disappeared.

The patriarch's breath dropped a little again.

The "Five Plagues" Patriarch did not wait any longer, and immediately shot, pointing to the loose cultivator holding his Dao Yun in his hand.

The sky was full of blood, like fog and sleet.

The loose cultivator had no resistance at all, and fell to his death on the spot. The entire body burst like fireworks, evenly covering the huge courtyard.

It was killed on the spot, but the injuries and breath of the "Five Plagues" Patriarch showed no sign of recovery.

But it was Pei Ling in [One Party Pure Land], and his breath suddenly increased.

Seeing this, the "Five Plagues" Patriarch was slightly startled, and then his expression became serious. This junior's means can deceive the rules of a pure land!

This reminded him of someone who once existed...

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw that in the mansion beside the mansion of the city lord of Jishuang City, there was a new loose cultivator entering. After salute, he smoothly received a piece of flesh and blood from Pei Ling, who turned into the ancestor of the "Five Plagues".

The flesh and blood square touched the palm of the loose cultivator, and immediately turned into a radiant spiritual stone and medicinal pill.

Above the sky, the body of the "Five Plagues" ancestor was once again torn off a piece of flesh and blood by the power in the dark, the blood splashed, and the breath dropped again.

The "Five Plagues" Patriarch's expression did not change, and he immediately played an ancient and clumsy magic formula.

In the city of Shushuang, Pei Ling, who turned into a patriarch, suddenly became extraordinarily soft under the thick felt blanket laid under his feet, and then a layer of deep red blood seeped out and rose rapidly.

A mirror slowly floated from the blood.

The shape of these mirrors is long and narrow, the whole body is impressive, and the appearance of these mirrors is exactly the same, as if they were re-engraved in a mold. The atmosphere is simple and cold, which makes people shudder.

The color of the mirror is crimson, as if the blood is falling, exuding a majestic **** smell. The frame of the mirror is like the eyeballs that are intertwined and stacked like flowers, which are intertwined, and the pupils are cold.

I don't know who's hand is the sculptor, and the strokes are like real life. Every eyeball is dripping with blood. Silently looking in all directions, it seems like the copper bells hanging under the eaves of the many towers of the Reincarnation Tower.

Numerous blood mirrors appeared in a circle, and just after they rose, they surrounded Pei Ling in the middle.

The body under the cloak still maintains the appearance of the ancestor of the "Five Plagues", but in all the blood-colored mirrors, it shows the appearance of Pei Ling.

There was a slight sound of footsteps outside the door, and three or five loose cultivators, dressed in shabby and dusty clothes, walked in cautiously and respectfully saluted: "Junior came to receive the cultivation supplies promised by the city of Shushuang..."

Behind the long table, Pei Ling maintained the appearance of the ancestor of the "Five Plagues", motionless, but Pei Ling, who was reflected in all the blood mirrors, stretched out his hand and grabbed towards his body.

Just as they were about to tear their flesh and blood from their bodies, a layer of thick and substantial darkness suddenly appeared, covering all the mirror surfaces.

This kind of darkness is very different from the ordinary night. It can cut off the line of sight and block the spiritual sense. It is the [Mist of the Netherworld]!

The mirror of the blood mirror was completely covered, unable to show Pei Ling's appearance. Under the control of the system, the body under the cloak tore off a piece of flesh and blood from the body and handed it over to these loose cultivators.

The scattered cultivators didn't notice any problems at all. After receiving the flesh and blood respectfully, they looked at the spiritual stones and medicinal pills that the flesh and blood had turned into, and left with a thousand thanks.

On the high dome, the ancestor of the "Five Plagues" once again lost a piece of flesh and blood, and his breath dropped again.

The gray robe fluttered, and the magic formula in his hand changed.

In the deserted city, the empty main hall suddenly heard the sound of gurgling.

The extravagantly decorated ceilings, walls, and floors quickly gushed blood like rain.

In the blood water, there is a strong green color, like moss, and a strong dark atmosphere is contained in the green, which quickly spreads everywhere.

The originally bright red blood stains, under the reflection of the moss, showed a cold crimson color.

The sound of the water flow increased rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, it fell from a rustling to a majestic waterfall.

The whole room was instantly filled with a dangerous and ominous aura.

At the same time, the mirror surfaces of all blood mirrors also flowed with blood.

The darkness that originally covered the mirror surface was washed away by blood and water like dust, and the darkness faded away little by little, revealing the original mirror surface, which was bright red and gurgling.

In the mirror, the scene was again illuminated, and the blood mirrors, large and small, all reflected Pei Ling's true appearance.

At this moment, another loose cultivator walked in through the courtyard.

As soon as he crossed the threshold, he stepped on the knee-length blood, and the scarlet blood stains immediately poured into his soap boots.

Pieces of quiet green moss floated in the blood, growing and growing. As the blood was swayed by the loose cultivator, he occasionally touched the other's trousers.

This loose cultivator was completely unaware, as if he could not see the terrifying and grotesque scene in front of him.

Hearing this, Pei Ling in one blood mirror immediately reached out and grabbed his neck; in another blood mirror, Pei Ling pulled to his thigh; in the third blood mirror, Pei Ling pointed at him like a knife, gouging out To his own eyes; Pei Ling in the fourth blood mirror began to tear his scalp...

Just when Pei Ling was about to separate his flesh and blood in the mirror, the cloaked figure standing on the long table, under the control of the system, suddenly opened his mouth and silently spat out a short text.

The rules of [One Pure Land] immediately seemed to have changed in some way.

The blood in the main hall suddenly retreated in exactly the same way as it flowed out.

The felt felt fresh again, and the sticky and dampness in the gaps disappeared.

The moss that had already begun to spread quickly dissipated. In a blood mirror, all Pei Ling was about to touch his own flesh and blood hand, and stopped instantly. According to the arc and the way they fell, they generally retreated.

One by one, Pei Ling's movements in the mirrors returned to their original state. The blood accumulated on the ground was separated and returned to the mirror surface. The darkness that had just been washed away by the blood water re-shrouded all the mirror surfaces.

During the whole process, the loose cultivators who entered the room did not respond. Whether it was the blood, moss in the main hall, or the laws that Pei Ling used, they could not have any effect on it.

Loose cultivators knew nothing, and kept a respectful and perturbed attitude, bowed and saluted by the long table, waiting to receive resources.

Until this moment, the regression in the main hall finally stopped.

The gurgling blood water continued to flow down, and above the blood mirror, the blood gushed like a spring, like rain washing dust, quickly washing away the darkness covered.

The crimson mirror surface was revealed again.

However, this time, the figure in the mirror turned into the ancestor of the "five plagues" from Pei Ling's true appearance.