I Just Want To Be Quiet

Boom boom boom...

After battle after battle, several hours later, Pei Ling successfully stepped on the 9998th blood ladder, and another layer will be able to ascend the blood seat of the Saint Child!

At this moment, Pei Ling was extremely cautious.

The more this critical moment, the less vigilant it can be!

The alien races of this blood ladder slowly emerged, their appearances were handsome, male and female, blonde eyes, golden red feathers behind their ears, it was the first place among the ten races when the Outer Sect Competition won the first prize. Interracial.

The breath of the whole body is the peak of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, only one step away from the late stage of the Nascent Soul!

Boom boom boom...

After a fierce battle, Pei Ling tried every means to solve it successfully.

He quickly looked around and saw that there was still no one to challenge him. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He stepped on the ninth ninety-ninth blood ladder with one foot, and the blood seat of the Saint Child was already in front of him.

However, at this moment, Su Lijing's voice suddenly came to his ears: "The True Legend of Killing Eight Sects."

Hearing this, Pei Ling stopped his movements immediately. Although he said that he didn't want anything wrong at this last moment, he did not dare to easily violate the command of the Sect Master.

Immediately the transmission replied: "Sect Master, the blood ladder of the ten thousand races, there are no retreats, and the eight factions are not willing to challenge them, and the disciples have no choice."

Su Lijing's voice came into his ears again: "Then let them come and challenge you."

Pei Ling's brows were slightly frowned, and the meaning of the suzerain and the ancestors of the Li family was to let him take advantage of the opportunity to climb the blood ladder to eradicate the true biography of the eight factions...This is quite beneficial to the future of the Chongming Sect.

But for him personally, it is not a good thing.

It's just that, not to mention that the ancestor's order cannot be violated, he had spent a good night with the ancestor's wife before, and he also counted on the protection of the ancestor Li, but he could not ignore the ancestor's instructions.

At least, you have to behave...

Thinking of this, Pei Ling nodded slightly, turned his head, and slowly glanced over the Eight Schools of True Biography. Almost the first reaction of the people he saw was to immediately turn their eyes away.

The two women who are righteous have passed the truth, even their cheeks are reddish, and their eyes are angry.

The only ones with a self-confident expression are the Juexinzi and Ji Zhaozi of Wushi Villa. They nodded slightly to pay tribute to Pei Ling and behaved very friendly.

After looking around, Pei Ling stubbornly said in a low voice: "There is only the last blood ladder left. Let's go up together."

The voice was cold and hard, and it spread all over the audience in an instant.

The magic door is indifferent, as if not hearing it.

The only Wushi Villa that could have climbed the ladder to challenge, but because of Pei Ling's illusion and the status of the starting immortal king of the upper realm, not only was he unwilling to be an enemy, he even planned to have a long conversation with him after the ceremony was over.

And the Reincarnation Tower and the natural teachings, it is impossible to go up to death.

On the right side, the five true biography are very angry.

But during this period of time, the Ravenous Dynasty had inquired about all of Pei Ling's information, and it was not the first time that the other party did such a ridiculous thing as insulting the suzerain's wife in public!

It is said that when Pei Ling passed through the outer gate of the Chongmingzong, he used to face everyone in front of everyone and used the cultivation base of the Qi training period to attack the supervising palace master of the Chongmingzong!

This is something that ordinary monks, even magic cultivators, can't even think about.

But this child not only did it, but also more than once.

The most important thing is that this son has been safe and sound until now, and even the sect has even organized a grand ceremony of the saint son's position for him!

Therefore, the five true stories of anger returned to anger, but the priorities of the matter were still clearly distinguished.

The two women's true biography is that they can't go up to challenge Pei Ling anyway, otherwise, losing is just a trivial matter!

As for the true biography of the three males of Jiuyi Mountain, Yanxi City, and Ryuran Dynasty...there is no magic gate, why should they charge for the magic gate?

So, Pei Ling stepped on the ninth ninety-ninth floor of the blood ladder with one foot, and stopped on the ninth ninety-ninth floor of the blood ladder with the other foot. After waiting for a long time, he saw eight factions. There was no response from the truth.

Seeing this scene, his face remained calm, but he was secretly relieved.

Sect Master's order, Li's ancestor's order, he has already done it, but the eight factions dare not follow it!

Immediately afterwards, Peiling no longer hesitated, and both feet stepped onto the ninth thousandth, ninety-ninth blood ladder.

The alien race at this level is still an alien race with blonde hair and golden eyes and feathers growing behind the ears, but the opponent's cultivation base is in the late Yuan Ying!

Pei Ling's long sword was cut out, and when the sword was in full swing, the flames in his eyes were beating like dreams, and countless tiny and weird runes rose up, 【Eternal Curse Magic】, 【Resent Night Magic】, 【“Dharma”】,【Falling Blood Curse]...

The war broke out instantly!

After a long while, after a fierce battle, Pei Ling once again beheaded the alien.

At this moment, his whole body was also stained with blood, several wounds were open and fleshy, blood dripping, but the momentum was extremely strong, like a sword out of a sheath, with a sharp edge.

Ignoring the sights cast from all directions, Pei Ling stepped onto the ten thousandth floor.

At this level, there are no more challenges.

The blood ladder behind him all disappeared at this moment.

Only the tall blood seat in front of him, quietly suspended in the air.

This blood seat is rugged and simple, as if it carries the breath of ancient times.

The fierce breath lingers on it, like a sleeping beast, quietly crawling.

Peiling walked towards the blood seat step by step, and soon, he inserted the Jiu Po ​​Dao in front of the blood seat, brushed his sleeves, turned and sat down!

In an instant, the blood ladder of the ten thousand races under the blood seat of the Saint Child reappeared.

Unlike when the blood ladder appeared empty, only when the climber stepped on a certain level, the enemy would appear on a certain level.

At this moment, every level of blood ladder was crowded with demons, ghosts, corpses and aliens, densely packed with water.

In their eyes, blood and tears were still dripping, their heads held high, and they looked frantically at the black-robed figure on the blood seat.

Immediately afterwards, the foreign race on the blood ladder on the ninth thousand and ninety-ninth floor knelt to the ground silently, bowed his head and worshiped.

Then it was the ninth thousand nine hundred and ninety-eighth floor, the ninth thousand nine hundred and ninety-seventh floor...

From top to bottom, rows of heads were neatly crawling, as if a wave of blood slowly passed by.

Thousands of dead souls and ghosts, five bodies cast to the ground, congratulate the newly promoted son!

At the same time, the gurgling sound came from the blood seat of the Saint Son, a powerful, domineering, arrogant, and ferocious aura that slowly diffused, as if a huge ancient beast was waking up.

However, the back of the blood seat was quickly liquefied, and then a group of blood-colored liquid was separated and landed on top of Peiling's head.

This group of blood has just fallen and changed rapidly, and in an instant, it has turned into a twelve-shaped crown, with twelve strings of beads on the front and back, each of which is crystal clear and round, and the color is like the initial setting of new blood, and the blood shines on Peiling. The face, because of his stern look, became more violent.

The moment the scarlet crown was worn, it seemed as if a certain mechanism was opened, and the pure and powerful power poured into Pei Ling's body like a tide.

There are also a variety of unprecedented spells, techniques, magical powers, secrets...successively surfaced in Pei Ling's mind.

This is one of the two most fundamental inheritances of the Chongming Sect, the inheritance of the Saint Son!

Pei Ling suddenly had no time to take care of the outside world.

During this process, his originally declining breath began to rise rapidly, and all his injuries were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

For a long time, Pei Ling opened his eyes slowly, and the blood light in his eyes flashed away. He turned his head and looked not far away, a blood-colored throne, who did not know when it appeared, suspended in the air with the blood seat of the Saint Child.

Saint blood sign.

At this moment, Li Lieyue's black clothes were like night, sitting in his seat, looking at him.

With eyes facing each other, Li Lieyue nodded slightly towards Peiling, with a rare smile on his face.