I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

PEI Ling's voice was very calm, without any threat or anger.

In the past, everyone present was the Grand elders of the nine major sects and the patriarchs of the aristocratic families. There was no lack of unruly people among them. Even if he was the Holy Son of the Zhong Kong sect, no one would take his words seriously.

But now, with four consecutive victories, the name "blade devil" had already spread throughout the five sects of the righteous path.

Although he was a junior, in terms of status, he was already on the same level as many Dao integration experts who had been famous for a long time. In fact, he might even be superior!

In the eyes of the five righteous sects, nothing he did could be taken lightly.

And compared to the five Orthodox sects, the demon sect, which was even more law of the jungle, was even more so!

Therefore, as soon as PEI Ling's words fell, Wu chouzi and the other cultivators of the Wushi villa immediately said, " "Since the immortal Emperor has spoken, we are all Immortals from the upper realm, so we should naturally make things convenient for you."

The grey-robed cultivators of the reincarnation tower did not speak, but they did not continue to stir up trouble. They all fell silent.

The heavenly born sect's Grand protectors smiled, and Ren Jiao, who was the leader, said slowly, " "We'll give face to Saint PEI and not argue with the hypocrites today."

The Orthodox Dao's side looked at the three demonic sects coldly and did not continue to mock them.

The entire world fell into a dead silence.

In the sky, powerful auras were exuberant, each occupying their own area. The land that was originally filled with traps, plagues, miasmas, curses ... Was now filled with sword Qi, light, and Yin Qi. It was cold and vast, and it looked even more complicated.

As the wind blew, time passed by.

When the six hours were almost up, a figure appeared in the sky. His sleeves were fluttering in the wind, and his eyes were warm and peaceful. He held a horsetail whisk in one hand and a small hill in the other. He was stepping on the void and walking over.

With every step he took, his light blue Daoist robe fluttered in the wind, and he suddenly passed through layers of space, advancing a great distance.

His aura was surging and vast, not any weaker than tie xiongmo of Yanxi city!

The peak of the Dao integration realm!

In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on the mountain chieftain.

On the top floor of the huge spiritual boat, PEI Ling, who was sitting in the main seat, also frowned slightly.

The mountain Master of nine luminaries mountain ... Must have used some method similar to tie Xionghe's. It was just that he did not know what the price the mountain Master had to pay ...

At the thought of this, he immediately transmitted a message to Shi Nanzi, " "Drive the spiritual boat away from this place."

"Yes!" Shi Nanzi replied via voice transmission.

In the next moment, PEI Ling's figure flashed and he had already escaped from the spiritual boat. He appeared in the void and faced the mountain chieftain who was standing in the air.

Behind him, the runes around the huge spiritual boat glowed brightly, and countless array patterns gradually lit up as it quickly flew into the distance.

The mountain chieftain's expression was calm as he looked at PEI Ling and said in a gentle voice, " "The current mountain chieftain of the nine luminaries mountain, Tao wendu, is here to accept the challenge."

"I wonder if fellow Daoist is ready?"

"It's already prepared," PEI Ling nodded.

Hearing this, all the cultivators who were watching the battle retreated.

In that instant, only Tao wendu and PEI Ling were left in this world.

"Please!" PEI Ling said calmly.

Tao wendu nodded slightly and swept the horsetail whisk in his hand. The three thousand silver threads instantly expanded and were like a majestic waterfall. They covered the sky in an instant and swept towards PEI Ling.

PEI Ling subconsciously wanted to pull out his saber, but the thought of "drawing blood" made his hand stop.

The next moment, he said in a cold voice,"everyone!"

In the sky, countless simple-looking black flying swords appeared. They all had powerful auras. These were the replicas of the sword of the Arctic Dragon Sword sect!

The dense ancestral swords were like a surging River, surging and inexhaustible. They shrieked and slashed at the silver threads.

The sword will pierced through the air, the sword Qi crisscrossed, and the will of destruction filled the entire world.

Swoosh Swoosh Swoosh ...

All the silver threads that were attacking PEI Ling were easily cut off by the ancestral sword.

Like a sword cutting through a waterfall, the silver threads surged like huge waves and cracked under the blade.

Immediately after, PEI Ling's mind moved and countless dark red patterns appeared around his body. After all the patterns appeared, they quickly surged towards his back.

Soon, thick darkness appeared. The incarnation of mo minglan stepped out of the darkness. Her black robe covered her body, and her black hair fluttered in the wind.

Without any hesitation, she immediately began to cast a spell with an ancient aura.

The [ underworld mist ] started to spread from his body like ink dripping into clear water. The originally bright day was quickly replaced by layers of Twilight.

PEI Ling's expression did not change as he looked at the silver threads that covered the sky.

Regardless of what trump cards the mountain chieftain had, he only needed to use the celestial technique [ netherworld's great dream ] to determine the outcome!

At this moment, the mountain chieftain's eyes were calm as he looked at the scene before him. He did not look surprised at all. Immediately, he took out the tiny hill in his hand and cast a simple spell.

The small hill immediately flew into the air and quickly grew bigger.

In the blink of an eye, the [ mountain in the palm ] had already become majestic and covered the entire world!

The huge mountain came crashing down on PEI Ling's head!

PEI Ling immediately felt an extremely strong suction force from the mountain. His body began to rush towards the mountain uncontrollably!

His expression did not change as he controlled the replica of the ancestral sword to slash at the mountain.

Swoosh Swoosh Swoosh ...

Sparks flew like a shower. In the dense sound of metal clashing, the mountain was immediately cut with deep sword marks. However, compared to the majestic mountain, these sword marks were not even considered as flesh wounds. They were insignificant.

At the same time, PEI Ling instantly felt that he had lost contact with all the replicas of the ancestral sword that had slashed into the mountains.

The speed of the mountain's descent was getting faster and faster. The majestic wind whistled past their ears, and the huge impact caused the originally solid ground below to ripple like water.

Rocks, sand, lakes, plants, curses, plagues, sword intent, sword Qi, traps, ghosts ... Everything was turned into ashes in front of this vast distance, shattering in all directions.

PEI Ling's hair and sleeves fluttered in the wind, and the strong wind that hit his face was as sharp as a blade.

In the blink of an eye, the sword marks on the mountain recovered as if they had never existed.

Seeing that the mountain was about to hit him, PEI Ling's voice was cold and loud."Reverse!"

The falling momentum of the [ mountain in the palm ] was instantly stopped, but this was the sect-guarding magic treasure of the nine luminaries mountain, and it had no intention of retreating.

However, what PEI Ling wanted now was only time!

He immediately turned his defense into an attack and said in a cold voice, " "Curse!"

The powerful curse power descended instantly and filled the area.

Large areas of festering immediately appeared on Tao wendu's body. On the wound, vengeful human faces the size of fingernails quickly appeared and spread.

The spell in his hand changed, and a cold and clear air rose behind him. It was pure and clear, full of a sense of otherworldliness, like a spring in the deep mountains or the first snow in winter, sweet and clear.

In the blink of an eye, all the faces disappeared, and the rotten bodies returned to normal.

Tao wendu swept the horsetail whisk in his hand again and the silver Waterfall once again whizzed up, filling the air and winding towards PEI Ling.