I Just Want To Be Quiet

Wushi Mountain Villa.

On the throne as huge as a mountain, a certain area is covered with thick darkness.

[Mist of the Sky] Blocks sight and spiritual sense, preventing the outside world from knowing anything inside.

In the darkness, Pei Ling was pressed to sit on the throne, with loose black hair, ragged robes all over his body, and his muscles were exposed, and there was not much to cover his body.

Snow hair fell on his chest, like a wisp of moonlight slanting down from the darkness, swaying violently with the movements of Patriarch "Yi Yi".

The patriarch "Rei Yi" has already started to tear off the deep golden-patterned deep clothes on her body at this moment. The outer shirt is on the ground, revealing the inner clothes that are as white as hair. Before all the skirts are taken off, she can't wait to hug Pei Ling tightly. , bit his lips hard.

In order to prevent Xianlu's failure, Pei Ling did not dare to resist now, and could only cooperate with a slight mouth...

The next moment, his lips hurt, and his whole body was pushed down on the throne by a powerful force.

Pei Ling quickly thought about the countermeasures in his heart. Now his situation is very bad. Next, should he cultivate the [Secret Book of Six Desires]? Or do you practice [Maha Seyan Scroll]?

Just when he was thinking so, Divine Sense suddenly felt that several terrifying breaths appeared above Wushi Mountain Villa.

He is very familiar with several of the powerful breaths!

It is the "Fuqiong" patriarch of Chongming Sect, the "Shiwei" patriarch of Jiuyi Mountain, and the "Zhuyi" patriarch of the natural teaching!

Are the patriarchs of the other eight sects here?

Realizing this, Pei Ling's expression changed suddenly. The Fallen Immortal Will just used his identity to attack the chain that sealed the Fallen Immortal!

If this matter is known by the ancestors of the eight sects...

When his thoughts turned around, he noticed again that two cold and powerful breaths that were also familiar to him appeared, which were the two taboos of You Su Tomb!

"No one should interfere with the Immortal Path!"

The majestic voice instantly spread throughout this world.

Hearing Taboo's opening, Pei Ling breathed a sigh of relief. The current situation is very obvious. As long as his Immortal Path can be successful, the two Taboos will definitely protect him!

For the time being, you don't have to worry about external affairs, you can continue to think about which exercises to practice...

But at this moment, Pei Ling suddenly felt an extremely terrifying and vast spiritual thought, swept away from him and the ancestor of "Yi Yi" directly through his [Mist of the Underworld]!

The next moment, in the depths of Wushi Villa, a plain and indifferent voice sounded: "Lower Realm Garden, inferior immortals are not welcome."

"You can retreat quickly, and you can still retain a trace of consciousness in the illusion!"

Pei Ling was suddenly shocked. The [Mist of the Netherworld] in the desert of the eternal night can isolate detection and perception, but the body just now completely ignored his [Mist of Netherworld]!

It is Wushi Villa, the ancestor of the Mahayana period!

Fortunately, in the eyes of Wushi Mountain Villa, he is the same Upper Realm Immortal Emperor Linchen as them, but he doesn't have to worry that the other party will attack him, but...

Thinking of this, Pei Ling's heart moved, and he immediately launched the [Mitian Blood Prison] in the [Mist of the Netherworld].

The sweet smell diffused, and the blood color soared, like a curtain, shrouding the thrones of the two together with them.

Double isolation of sight, isolation of spiritual sense, and then, he worriedly set up a large array and prohibition to block internal and external line of sight, spiritual sense, exploration, and perception...

Although it is said that he is now the Holy Son of Demon Sect, it is better to be more restrained when it comes to deducing the illusion with the Patriarch in broad daylight.

After all, he has never done anything like this before...

That time when the Eight Sects were passed on to the outside of the screen, it was controlled by the system, not counting...

Without waiting for Pei Ling to think about it, the patriarch "Rei Yi" had already removed her last piece of clothing, she clinged to Pei Ling's body tightly, and instantly knocked him down on the throne.

At the same time, an earth-shattering loud noise came.

The wind screamed in the void, and the space was shattered... Immediately, countless terrifying auras escaped and intertwined.

Nine patriarchs, two taboos...

Let's get started!

However, such violent movements sounded one after another, but Patriarch "Yi Yi" didn't care at all.

...

Like spring water melting ice, like falling flowers and emeralds, like snow falling into the forest,

...

From Pei Ling's point of view, this patriarch has a pretty face, long eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and the beauty in the eyes is alluring. Slim and slender, with a slender waist like a willow, it looks like a bud that was born in spring, flexible, soft and graceful.

The long silver-white hair hangs down like a waterfall, falling down like a high sky and moonlight. When the wind blows, the wicker will move with it, shaking the moonlight, and rippling the undulating snow-capped mountains. The eyes are bright and fragrant.

...

Just at this time……

Boom boom boom boom! ! !

Outside the [Mist of the Netherworld], a series of fighting sounds came loudly, wind and water rose, thunder suddenly descended, thousands of beasts galloped, and birds flew together.

Noisy, loud noises.

For a time, the melee between the patriarchs of the nine sects and the two taboos broke out. The void was unbearable, and it split inch by inch. The storm suddenly appeared and died, and the sky turned day and night in an instant.

In the darkness, the moonlight bursts out, the pure white is changeable, as if the water is rising, the water is moving with wind, the willow branches are swaying, the waves are shaken, sparkling infinitely, it seems that there is heat rising, and the good night is short.

Outside the surging darkness, magic techniques are in the sky, all kinds of laws are intertwined like a net, and the void is fragmented.

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Like the humble throne of a mountain hanging quietly in the air, the thick chains run through the sky, and in the void, countless means constantly collide, and the impact force swarms in layers, always standing still.

Above the sky, the battle is in full swing.

When the mountains rise and fall, the beasts are galloping, the sky is windy, the water is roaring, and the thunder is falling like a forest, reflecting the entire sky and the earth.

On the downside-down throne, the shadowy figure seems to condense the meaning of endless withering, and the breath of withering is surging and diffused. When the taboo from the land of the dead sits, the sleeves are bulging, the white mist is surging, and the haze is whistling, like a flood that bursts and erodes. the whole world.

Countless red eyes, with endless resentment, opened from the cold, densely packed, malicious condensed as the substance, looking at the chariot on the Hongqiao.

All attacks, all deliberately avoided Wushi Mountain Villa.

On the platform of colorful clouds, Mo Lilan was sitting upright, and diagonally opposite her, "Su Ji", "Yi Xi" and Wei Weizi were all sitting still.

The four looked calm, and were unmoved by the battle that was not far away.

In particular, the three village owners, two of them were naked, one was holding a mad dog, under the gaze of the eight patriarchs and the two taboos, all of them were calm and indifferent, as if all this was as ordinary as eating and drinking.

At this time, Mo Lilan raised her head slightly and looked at the two taboos in You Su Tomb.