I Just Want To Be Quiet

It is as if the sky is cracking, and the thunder is rolling like a river, like a waterfall, like a frenzy of raging sea, roaring violently!

Pei Ling and Mo Lilan raised their hands at the same time, and the two of them acted exactly the same, cutting out a **** sword air together.

The sword qi surged and whizzed, like a **** wave running up against the current.

Transfigured like a dragon, rising fiercely from the vast water and mist, crashing into the torrent of thunder.

The entire Eternal Night Desert seemed to shake silently.

The condensed water vapor in the ground spring seemed to be frightened, swarming and scattered.

The next moment, the blood color and the thunder light twisted and twisted, and both collapsed.

The seventh round of thunder is over!

This seventh round of thunder tribulation did not last long, but its power was extremely terrifying, and it had the potential to destroy the world. However, with the blessing of the Fallen Immortal's power, Pei Ling, like the previous six rounds of Robbing Thunder, passed this round very smoothly.

The plentiful robbery was once again absorbed by Mo Lilan.

Most of the awakened will of the Fallen Immortal had been refined into the female corpse, and only a small part remained in the container.

Fallen Immortal Will watched this scene quietly, no longer struggling.

This part of the will that finally awakened was a waste.

Of course, the power stolen by the opponent is not even a fraction of the body.

Give up and give up, and He will not care.

It's just a pity that such a good opportunity to wake up...

However, he has already remembered the breath of this younger generation, and he will wake up next time...

Above the sky, the mighty robbery cloud revolves and condenses, like a large black vortex.

The eighth round of robbery fell quickly.

Under the control of the system, Pei Ling and Mo Lilan shot again at the same time.

The **** sword aura erupted like a mountain torrent, bursting out!

This time, Pei Ling's mana was obviously consumed too much, and his face was slightly pale, but Mo Lilan's sword energy was more than strong.

boom! ! !

The violent power wandered in every corner of the Yongye Desert, the terrain overturned, the hills and valleys turned upside down, and the springs gushed like columns.

After a while, the eighth round of robbery thunder dissipated, and the huge robbery power was like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, being absorbed into the body by Mo Lilan. Mo Lilan's aura became stronger, and it seemed that he was only one step away before he could formally step into the **** of transformation!

At this moment, thousands of thunder rushed above the sky, and the ninth round of robbery thunder crashed down!

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In a dream.

The traces of thunder and fire crisscrossed and devastated.

Pei Ling stood in the air, looking at the robbery cloud above his head that was still brewing the thunder, and his expression was slightly condensed. He knew that this was the last thunder of the Nine Tribulations Transforming God!

However, since the first round of thundering thunder, his cultivation realm has not made any progress.

Even if the ninth round of thundering thunder is over, he will not be able to step into the **** of transformation.

I was thinking about it, but I saw an unprecedented huge thunder, like the sky shattered, falling straight down!

This robbery thunder almost covered his entire line of sight, escape, there is nowhere to escape! Avoid, there is no escape!

Pei Ling's heart was shocked, but he saw himself cut out of the sword again.

This knife instantly drained all his power and spirit! Pei Ling felt that with a single shot, he became weak in an instant.

boom! ! !

The human world in the entire dreamland trembled suddenly.

Storms, rains, and electricity emerge alternately, and the thunder catastrophe directly disturbs the celestial phenomenon.

However, the sword qi rushed forward, collided with the sky thunder, and finally dissipated from each other.

Seeing the ninth round of Thunder Tribulation disappeared, Pei Ling felt a slight dizziness, and only felt that his whole body was extremely weak.

At this moment, the system prompt finally sounded: "Ding Dong! The avatar refining is completed, and the system will continue to transform your spirits..."

Avatar? ?

Nine Tribulations... are they used to refine the avatar?

Just thinking about it, Pei Ling suddenly felt a cold, gloomy, treacherous, and powerful breath, and began to blend into his body. His strength and state instantly returned to the peak, and his aura became stronger and stronger.

Immediately afterwards, the surrounding space, like a shattered mirror, burst instantly...

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Eternal night desert.

The viscous darkness closed again like a tide, shrouding the unrecognizable landscape.

Under the nine towering stone pillars, Pei Ling and Mo Lilan stand out of thin air.

After the last catastrophe, Mo Lilan's eyes opened suddenly. His surrounding mana is surging and mighty, and he has already stepped into the state of transforming gods, his eyes are surprisingly pure white, his breath is cold and treacherous, and his violent violent intentions are revealed, just like the fallen fairy will when he came to Peiling.

Part of the awakened will of the fallen immortal has been completely refined into this female corpse from Pei Ling's container.

Do not!

Mo Lilan is no longer a corpse, but a container that can truly carry his will!

Fallen Immortal Will worked hard to lift his finger, and immediately found that he could not leave the container now, but he was able to move.

However, just as he was preparing to kill Pei Ling, he found that the container suddenly stretched out his left arm uncontrollably.

At the same time, Pei Ling on the opposite side stretched out his right hand with a flat expression.

The palms of the two touched each other, and then, on Pei Ling's right hand, complex lines of dark red gradually appeared.

After that, red lines became more and more, starting from the arm, and gradually spreading to the whole body.

In this process, Pei Ling's breath became stronger and stronger, and his whole body exuded a tyrannical, frenzied meaning of destruction.

With the red pattern completely covering Pei Ling's body, Mo Lilan has completely integrated into her body.

In Pei Ling's eyes, Guanghua suddenly appeared, the left eye was the dreamy color of Nanke Menghuo, but the right eye was dark red as if the blood had dried up.

In his body, two completely different mana auras, one yin and one yang, were immediately exuded.

When these two auras appeared, they were very clear, but soon, with the blending of mana, the yin and yang blending aura suddenly exploded!

Above the sky, the Jieyun that was about to disperse suddenly sensed something and began to undergo drastic changes.

The Jieyun, which had already covered the entire Yongye Desert, suddenly expanded crazily, and before a while, it had already exceeded the scope of Yongye Desert and expanded further.

Soon, most of the reincarnation tower realm, like twilight, has been shrouded in robbery clouds!

Seeing this scene, it was no surprise that the Fallen Immortal Will imprisoned in Pei Ling's body again.

Sure enough.

Nine thunders refine their incarnations, yin and yang will spread forever!

He was regarded by the other party as the main material for this transformation of God!

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Outside the desert of Yongye.

There are thousands of miles of yellow sand, and the wind and smoke are billowing.

The five high-ranking monks from the Five Sects, entrenched in the magic weapon, all stared at the Jieyun above the Yongye Desert.

Above the white clouds, Wu Jixiang secretly transmitted Fu Daoxuan: "Look at the breath of this cloud of tribulation, the last tribulation should be over soon."

"The Nine Tribulations Transformation God is extremely dangerous, but it should be no problem if it can support it till now." Fu Daoxuan nodded slightly.

Wu Jixiang groaned: "However, it's a bit strange."

"Such a big movement, in the desert of Yongye, there is no change at all..."

"Even if the Will of the Fallen Immortal is still asleep, it shouldn't be so calm..."

Fu Daoxuan said in a deep voice: "There is indeed something wrong."

"There has been a sage alien race in the desert of Yongye. Based on this alone, something must have happened."

"Regardless of the alien race or the will of the fallen immortal, they will definitely not let the two little guys go through the catastrophe...How could it be possible to do nothing?"

Wu Jixiang speculated: "Is it possible that they resolved the matter in advance?"

Fu Daoxuan pondered for a moment, and said, "Anyway, this situation is a good thing for the two little guys!"

"Yes." Wu Jixiang always felt that something was wrong. He just glanced at the stone tower and the White Bone Palace in the distance, frowned slightly, and nodded, "Get ready, don't let the magic door hurt them."