I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

"Whoosh!"

A large basin of Black dog's blood was quickly splashed all over the fake Emperor's face.

"Be honest! Let's go!"

The guards quickly tied him up and escorted him out.

Soon, they pushed the fake emperor out of the palace and beheaded him at the meridian Gate.

This fake emperor seemed to be restricted by some kind of rule. Facing these mortal guards, the entire city had no power to resist.

Whether it was the escort route or the entire movement, it was exactly the same as the emperor's.

The fake emperor was pushed to the center of the field, and the executioner strode forward, raising the executioner's blade high ...

"Pfft!"

The blade light flashed, and a head fell to the ground, rolling several Zhang away.

From the chest of the fake emperor, a stream of hot blood gushed out like spring water, instantly splashing all over the place.

PEI Ling instantly felt the extremely terrifying pulling force within the thread disappear.

The next moment, a steady stream of power came from the threads.

The system continued to plunder the emperor's fate.

The Emperor frowned. He had been targeting the cursed ghost's main body.

Now, he was only dealing with a clone of himself.

Furthermore, he did not obtain anything!

In the hall, all the mortals seemed to have woken up from a dream. They came back to their senses, but it was as if nothing had happened.

"Emperor! Take a look at me ..."

"Emperor, Qie will sing a song for you ......"

"Your Majesty, Qie's body, mind, and mouth hurt ... If you don't believe me, you can touch ..."

"Emperor, Qie is dizzy ... Emperor, please let Qie lean on you ..."

Behind the curtains, ruan xilu and the other concubines once again began to curry favor with him as if there was no one else around. The sound of birds chirping and the light of spring was revealed.

At this moment, many officials exchanged glances with each other, full of worry.

With so many identical emperors gathered in one place, if the stalemate continued, the world would be in chaos!

After some thought, the Grand Preceptor stepped forward, cupped his hands, and carefully suggested,"Everyone ... Emperor, we are slow-witted and can't tell who the Emperor is."

"May I ask the emperors, what evidence do you have to prove yourself?"

The Emperor calmly looked at PEI Ling who was behind the gauze curtain and did not say anything.

The surrounding officials were like paintings that had been washed away by the rain. They quietly faded away and then disappeared. Then, the Empress Dowager, the Empress, and the concubines faded away. The emperor's descendants faded away, the palace servants and guards faded away ...

The magnificent Hall faded away ...

The palace faded away ...

The entire world faded away ...

In the blink of an eye, the emperor's surroundings turned into a vast chaos, leaving only him and PEI Ling.

The two of them stepped into the chaos and faced each other.

Behind them, blood-colored threads crisscrossed like a dense spider web, extending into the void.

Somewhere in the void that was invisible to the eye, they were connected to each other.

These soul lines were the life providences that connected the two.

The Emperor raised his hand and smacked down on PEI Ling's head.

The wind from the palm was howling. It looked ordinary, but its aura was extremely terrifying.

In the air in front of PEI Ling, a palm that covered the sky appeared.

He opened his palm, which almost filled the chaos.

At this moment, a condensed blood-red saber Qi suddenly slashed out. The saber Qi roared sharply, and the saber intent was overbearing. With a violent momentum, it blasted toward the palm.

Clang!

The sound of metal clashing rang out, and the saber Qi and the palm were shattered at the same time.

The emperor's expression didn't change, but his whole body suddenly became cold. The gray-black frost and snow Rose one after another, treacherous, violent, fierce, brutal ... It continued to spread.

In the next moment, god statues appeared from the chaos. Their auras were exactly the same as the emperor's.

After these god statues appeared, they attacked without any hesitation.

The surging Blood River suddenly emerged from the chaos, and countless resentful spirits and ghosts floated in it, shrieking and wailing. Broken fingers and arms were falling like rain. In the rain of blood, the coquettish female ghosts were vaguely visible and laughing shrilly. Countless baby hands climbed up the chaos, and the small blood-red hands kept extending and extending, and in a moment, they were already close to his eyebrows.

"Wuuu ..."

In the ghostly wail, the fist shadows overlapped like countless ghostly shadows.

Ferocious and resentful faces quickly alternated in the chaos. They were all bleeding from their seven apertures, and the yin Qi was so thick that it was almost tangible.

The attacks were overwhelming, but just as all of them were about to land on PEI Ling, a huge and majestic gate suddenly appeared above his head.

This door was built with thousands of Kasaya as the foundation stone, mountain-like skeletons as the pillars, heavy eaves and a mountain-like roof, and a huge Kasaya was located on the main eaves, cold and ferocious.

The gate was Grand and majestic, and it had the aura of a curse.

Boom boom boom ...

The attacks that were like a violent storm all landed around PEI Ling without even touching him.

At the crucial moment, all the God statues forcefully twisted their attacks to avoid hurting PEI Ling.

Immediately after, they all withdrew their hands and floated in the air, hesitating as they looked at PEI Ling and the Emperor.

The emperor's expression was grave. He could not tell which of his incarnations was the real him and which was the fake him!

At this moment, a huge suction force came from the door.

The hatred of the statues was absorbed by the door.

"Rebel!" The Emperor said indifferently.

As soon as he finished speaking, all the attacks from the statues were repelled. Then, the statues disappeared into the void one by one, as if the Emperor had never summoned them.

However, the hatred that had been swallowed by the door could not be taken back.

The Emperor stood in the air and looked at PEI Ling's gaze. There was surprise and disappointment in his eyes, as if he had recalled something.

Passing off the fake as the real, stealing the sky to exchange for the sun ...

The [ secret records of sun eclipse ] that the cursed ghost had used made him recall the 'curse' from the past!

This was the world of " curse ", and the other party had the protection of the rules of " curse ". His power had just begun to recover, so he could not deal with the other party.

If he wanted to escape from this cage set up by curse, he had to change his target ...

At the thought of this, the emperor's mind moved, and the surrounding chaos gradually returned.

The capital city was back to how it was before, the Imperial Palace appeared, the beautiful palace appeared, the furnishings in the hall became more solid ... The Empress was the Empress Dowager, the Empress, the concubines, the Royal heirs, the ministers ...

PEI Ling sat back in his original seat. Ruan xilu and the other concubines were still around him, the soft jade pressed tightly against his body. The fragrance of makeup was close to his ears. The thin gauze curtain was lowered, and the spring light inside the curtain was bright. The officials outside the curtain were at a loss.

Everything was exactly the same as before.

At this time, the ministers were all talking at once, " "Why don't we ask the Emperor to talk about his childhood and have the Empress Dowager and Grand Preceptor confirm it?"

"This official requested to see your Majesty the day before yesterday and had a conversation in front of you for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. I ask the real Emperor to tell me the contents of the conversation."

"The Emperor had given this Minister a secret decree years ago. Dare I ask the Emperor, what is the secret decree? And on what day and month did this person bestow it to this lowly subject?"