I Just Want To Be Quiet

Born to teach.

Inside the tall and majestic altar, a sea of ​​fire was surging.

After a burst of flames twisted, the figure of Ji Chi was revealed. He is one of the ancestors of the natural religion and the blood relative of the current leader.

Before the Grand Ceremony of the Saint Son of the Chongming Sect, he went to witness and congratulate the elders for help. At that time, it was also praised by the ancestors of the Li family for their good methods, but later found that there seemed to be some misunderstandings...

At this moment, Ji Chi sat in the air, slowly opened his eyes, and noticed something.

The next moment, he suddenly got up, stepped out, and appeared in a dim ancestral land. His eyes were dim and dim, but there were thousands of life soul lamps floating in the air, arrogantly swallowing brilliance.

This is where Zongtan disciple's life and soul lamp is.

He stretched out his hand, and a particularly exquisite and gorgeous life soul lamp floated in front of him, only to see that the light inside was extinguished.

This is one of his heirs, the life soul lamp of Young Master Ji Changfu!

"God-given opportunity, you failed to take it, and now you die, it is also clear." Ji Chi looked at the lamp in his hand, shook his head slightly, and disappeared in place.

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Reincarnation Tower.

There are thousands of miles of yellow sand, and there are many stone towers.

The thick and long ringtone swayed with the sound of the wind and spread far away.

In the middle of Tallinn, inside the 108-story glazed tower, there is a quiet room.

A grey-robed monk suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of Yongye Desert.

The breath of heaven!

The scale is huge!

Someone transforms into gods in the desert of Eternal Night?

Go and see the situation!

The thoughts were still going on, and there was no one in the quiet room.

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Eternal night desert.

The robbery cloud is heavy, and the thunder falls thousands of miles. The endless darkness that originally haunted the desert has long been illuminated by the brilliance of the thunder and lightning.

The majesty of the sky is high in the sky, and the aura of vast light and destruction is as strong as substance.

Ning Wuye and Zhong Kui Yuezhan had retreated far to the point where they could barely see the nine towering stone pillars.

They wanted to send a letter to the sect to remind the fallen immortal of the awakening, but in the desert of Eternal Night, they couldn't wear any news.

In addition, the fox demon who just ran away was still in the desert right now. The other party's aura, long and short, has been lingering back and forth in the darkness.

Without grasping the correct path, no creature can do without the Desert of Eternal Night!

Looking at the Lei Jie who was about to fall again, Ning Wuye rubbed his natal flying sword, and said in a deep voice, "What should I do now?"

Fallen Immortal is an immortal from the upper realm, and his strength is terrifying. Even if only part of the will awakened, it was definitely beyond their ability to contend.

Right now, this part of the resurrected will is crossing the calamity with the body of the sacred son of Mingzong, Pei Ling. Once he is allowed to obtain a body of the god, let alone that he and Zhong Kui Yuexiao are seriously injured at the moment, and the strength is ten. , Even if they are in their heyday, even if Ji Changfu is still alive, the three of them together, it is impossible to pose any threat to the will of the fallen immortal!

Do not!

They had no threat to the will of the Fallen Immortal. Once the will of the Fallen Immortal succeeded in transforming the gods with Pei Ling's body, they would definitely die!

And the three pillar immortal in the dreamland will also face the return of the fallen immortal will!

By then, they didn't know what Pei Ling would end up with, but it was almost a foregone conclusion that the Fallen Immortal would wake up.

Regardless of the Three Pillar Immortal, all the alien races in the Desert of Eternal Night will become the nourishment for the fallen immortal when he wakes up...

Hearing this, Kwai Yuet took a deep breath, and then said: "If you want to kill Peiling in this world, there is no longer any possibility."

"Even if I wait to transform my gods now, I can't get it."

"Now, the only hope is to help Sanzhuxian to delay time."

"We don't necessarily need to fight Pei Ling all the time. As long as I can't wait to die, the Will of Fallen Immortal will not dare to return to the dream state rashly."

Ning Wuye nodded: "If this is the case, then I will leave now."

"After Fallen Immortal Will overcomes the catastrophe, it takes more time to run around to kill me and wait than to do it in one place."

"Perhaps this difference is the final success and failure."

In the end, Kui Yue thorn did not hesitate at all: "Okay!"

"Brother Yue Ji." Ning Wuye looked at him, a trace of unbearable flashes in his eyes, and threw a bottle of healing medicine, "Take care."

The storage bag of the final Kuiyuethorn was stolen by Yu Xuezhao, and there was nothing right now.

This time a goodbye, it is very likely that it is a farewell to life and death.

Of course, for Ning Wuye, even though he was going to return his storage bag, once he was targeted by the Fallen Immortal Will, there would be no surprises in the end.

Raising his hand to take the pill, Kui Yue finally focused on his head: "Take care."

After saying this, he has already used his escape method, and flees in the opposite direction to Ning Wuye...

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In a dream.

Peiling has survived three rounds of thunder.

Right now, the fourth round of thundering thunder is rumbling.

Countless thunder and lightning ran through the clouds.

The calamity has not yet come, and the terrifying coercion has already made Pei Ling feel heart palpitations.

The extreme danger of inexplicable inexplicability made him feel horrified involuntarily.

Up to now, the three rounds of thunder that Ling has passed through have all been slashed by the system, and the seemingly mighty thunder hasn't hurt him.

Therefore, his trusteeship practice has not been interrupted so far.

However, Peiling had some doubts in her heart.

Except for the first round of robbery thunder, he absorbed a lot of calamity power, the following robbery thunder, although the same mighty power, but after the system smashed the thunder thunder, he did not gain the slightest!

Under normal circumstances, each round of thunder thunder falling, as long as it is successfully passed through, it will be able to absorb the force of the robbery, and step by step to strengthen one's own cultivation base, until all thunder thunder passes through, the transformation of the realm can be completed.

But at the moment, his cultivation level is still stuck in the state of just striding toward the **** of transformation.

Three rounds of robbery have passed, but no progress has been made.

In addition, the system just prompted to help him shape the avatar, and he did not see where the avatar was created by the system.

"What the **** is going on?" Pei Ling frowned, he was still in a dream now, and didn't know what happened in this world.

I was thinking about it, but saw a bright lightning flashing across the sky.

As if it were a horn, it announced that the fourth round of thunder had begun to come!

The electric light exploded in the entire sky like a stormy wave and a frenzy of raging sea.

Compared with the first three rounds of thundering, the fourth round of thundering is terrifying!

At this moment, Huanghuang Tianwei flooded every corner of the eye, and the bright and dazzling thunder swept Liuhe.

Unprecedented coercion, with a state of grandeur, but surrendered!

Under the control of the system, Pei Ling cut out an extremely tragic sword energy.

The sword gas is like a thread, and the blood color is like burning, like a faint but unignorable cluster of flames in a sea of ​​lightning, wherever it goes, the thunder is divided.

But the thunder was rolling, seemingly endless.

The whole world is white, and it has become a thunder and lightning world.

The system continues to control Pei Ling's body, cutting out the second sword aura, the third sword aura...

Swipe...

The sword energy is like a waterfall, like a tide, like a mountain, fighting against the thunder tribulation descending from the sky, clusters of blood and purple and green electric lights violently collide, and then both dissipate, and the cycle goes back and forth. Soon, the sword energy took the upper hand, but the thunder fell endlessly, and the two sides immediately fell into a long stalemate.

Pei Ling stared at the robbery in front of him, and according to the description in the inheritance of the saint son, the gods were divided into three calamities, six calamities, nine calamities, and ten thousand calamities!

The degree of thundering in the first three rounds should correspond to the God of Three Tribulations.