I Just Want To Be Quiet

Immortal King Xuanzhu shook his head and said, "Sect Master Su is too humble. After this ceremony is over, you and I might as well sit down and talk about it for several years, how about?"

On the Road?

I don't have this idle time to talk to a clumsy monk.

Su Lijing thought this in his heart, and immediately said: "The immortal king loves me so much that I shouldn't refuse it, but the practice of this master is at a critical juncture, I am afraid I can't be distracted."

Immortal King Xuanzhu shook his head regretfully when he heard the words. Although Zhongmingzong was nominally on the same level as Wushi Villa, he was just a group of inferior immortals with a heart-wrenching spirit.

In this illusion, no matter how unpredictable the status of the cultivation base, it is illusory and has no foundation.

The big sect can detect the illusion and see the truth, but two of them.

One is Pei Ling, who is climbing the blood ladder of the Ten Thousand Races, but his cultivation level is too low. In a short period of time, it is not interesting to talk about it.

The second is the Su Sect Master.

Unfortunately, the other party seems reluctant to...

When Immortal King Xuanzhu was disappointed, the tens of thousands of blood ladders.

The roaring, wailing, roaring, and the howling of the sword qi broke through the air... Pei Ling kept under her feet, and quickly climbed to the ninety-ninth blood ladder.

He slashed out with a long knife, and after easily defeating the ghosts on the ninety-ninth blood ladder, he finally stepped onto the 100th floor.

On this level, there are no alien spirits, but only a monk of the Yuan Ying period wrapped in blood and light.

This is the loser who has fallen here.

After the scarlet figure appeared, he immediately attacked Pei Ling.

But Peiling's complexion remained unchanged, and he cut out with a single knife, easily smashing the blood shadow.

Then calmly set foot on the one hundred and first floor.

Like the original Li Lieyue, every hundredth floor, there is a dead soul who once died here stands in the way.

From beginning to end, there is no change on Pei Ling’s face. Every time he makes a shot, a simple stab of air passes. Whether it is the dead souls left behind as ladder guards after the defeat, or the alien race bound by the blood ladder itself, Without exception, he couldn't stop him with a single blow.

As time passed slowly, Peiling quickly reached the thousandth floor.

When he set foot on the first thousand and one floor, all the enemies' strengths all increased by one level.

On the blood ladder, powerful aliens began to appear.

It's just that Pei Ling slashed away, even though the alien race was stronger than those who stood in the way before a thousand floors, it was still vulnerable to a blow and crashed into pieces.

Pei Ling took another step and reached the one thousand and second floor.

The blood ladder on the first thousand and one floor slowly dissipated behind him.

"...So strong." The true story of the Demon Dao's side looked intently, his complexion condensed.

Cen Shuo of the Samsara Tower was expressionless, and said in a low voice, "When Li Hunted on the saint woman, I was also a witness and witnessed the whole process with my own eyes."

"But Li Lieyue has been unable to continue to solve the alien race on the blood ladder starting from the 100th floor."

"And this Pei Ling is as easy as it was before climbing a thousand floors!"

He said calmly with Wenxiang: "If it weren't for this, Chong Mingzong would not fail to arrange a protector for him. His strength is stronger than Li Lieyue of the same realm."

"Not only is the strength strong, but the most important thing is to act boldly..." Huo Fei, a natural teacher, shook his head slightly and said with admiration, "Fortunately, the ancestor told me to wait without playing, otherwise, I would rather go back and be punished than go up. court death."

"What can't Peiling do?"

"It's fine if no one is on the court today. Once someone goes up, I don't know how he will concoct it."

When they were speaking, he and Ji Yufu both intentionally or unconsciously looked at their only female Zhen Chuan Zuo Xin Zi.

Jue Xinzi's expression was flat and said: "This Pei Ling is indeed stronger than you. After all, he is not a disciple of my Wushi Mountain Villa, but he can cross the Chongming Sect, these long years of practice, and break through the falsehood of this world. This understanding, this footing, I'm afraid you people, tied together, won't be able to keep up."

"Going up to challenge him at this moment is just humiliating himself."

"It's a pity that such a talented person and beautiful jade did not worship my village. Instead, they have been indiscriminately taught by the Chongming Sect for so many years. It is really a violent thing."

When they talked, Pei Ling's long knife was waved again and again, the sword vigorously, blood splattered, countless foreign races, demons, corpses, dead souls...there were almost no enemies, and they dissipated one after another, making way for them to climb up.

Seen from a high place, it looks like a black arrow cluster, splitting the **** wave with an unstoppable momentum, and marching forward bravely.

Soon, he set foot on the two thousandth steps.

Starting from the 201st floor, Pei Ling also gradually felt something different.

He needs two swords to solve an alien...

When he reached the three thousandth floor, he needed to spend four or even five dollars.

On the four thousand floor, Pei Ling's face was cold, and the Jiu Po ​​Dao whizzed out, brushing it...a dozen knives in a row, just before the alien race in front of him was wiped out.

Time goes slowly...

Twelve hours later, Pei Ling had already climbed to the ninth and ninety-hundredth floor!

In front of him, there were only the last ten blood ladders. Behind him was empty, the sea of ​​clouds was vast, and all the blood ladders he had climbed had disappeared.

On the righteous side, all the expressions were condensed, while the magical side was shocked.

At the beginning, Li Hunting, the arrogant Tianjiao who was hailed as the young generation's premier, took a full twelve days to get to this point!

But this Peiling only took twelve hours! !

...In the main position, Su Lijing frowned slightly as he watched this scene.

This Pei Ling is young after all, and the city is too shallow to know how to hide.

The difficulty of the Saint Sect’s Ten Thousand Clan’s Blood Ladder is well known in the world. Pei Ling’s climbing speed is so fast that the eight factions are not fools.

So, how can you take advantage of the situation to weaken them?

But it's okay, my own suzerain is here, and there are ways to get these people to take action.

Right now he leaned back, changed to a more leisurely posture, and deliberately provoked: "Everyone, there are only the last ten levels left in the blood ladder of the ten thousand races, are you waiting for Dao Yun ready?"

The eight high-ranking cultivators heard the words and glanced at him together. Immediately, the ancestor of the Tianshengjiao took the lead and said: "Dao Yun is ready. I only wait for Pei Ling to pass on the righteous son, and immediately offer it."

"The same goes for my reincarnation tower."

"Peiling is the immortal king of Linchen. It is right for me to congratulate his exploration of falsehood with Taoism at the Wushi Villa."

Su Lijing was startled, what's the situation?

Without waiting for him to think about it, he listened to Jiuyi Mountain's ancestor calmly saying: "Jiuyi Mountain will not break his promise."

Then it was Su Zhentian's Sister Murong, who spoke in a soft tone: "I'm So Zhentian, I have always kept my promises."

"Sword Sect of Cold Darkness, what you say must be done."

"The Ravenous Dynasty is willing to bow down."

"Yanxi City, I will promise."