I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

Although PEI Ling had indeed thought before that if the will of the fallen immortal could not withstand it, he would join hands with the other party ... But not this kind of cooperation!

Moreover, now the will of the fallen immortal was acting as him, but what he was acting as was his own avatar!

If he were to resist now, the other two martial ancestors would definitely see through him!

Just as PEI Ling was thinking about this, his shirt had already been torn off by the ancestral master Hu Yi, and his entire upper body was completely exposed. At this moment, his well-defined muscles were tensed up. A high-level cultivator's body was almost perfect. This situation was extremely common, but in the eyes of the current ancestral master Hu Yi, it had a great attraction ...

Seeing that ancestral master Hu Yi was about to pounce on him, in a moment of desperation, PEI Ling's entire body was filled with an incomparably thick darkness.

The darkness was like a substance. After it appeared, it was like thick ink entering water. In the blink of an eye, it completely enveloped the two of them.

This was the [ netherworld fog ]!

For a moment, other than mo minglan and the two remaining martial ancestors, no one else could sense what was happening in the darkness.

Upon seeing this, the ancestral master of the martial arts world immediately said, " "Immortal Emperor PEI, it's just a sub-illusionary realm deduction. It's fine if you use your incarnation, but why are you afraid of the eyes of others?"

"Everything in the illusionary realm is nothing."

"Immortal Emperor PEI values the morals and etiquette in the illusionary realm so much because he is too deeply restrained by the various restraints of the mortal world."

"Your state of mind is no longer perfect!"

"You must know that our Dao hearts are invincible. The more we fear, the more we need to face it directly!"

"As an immortal Emperor of the upper realm, I will give immortal Emperor PEI a hand!"

After saying that, the ancestral master su Pi immediately made his move. He formed a series of complicated and ancient magic arts, and his eyes glowed. On the throne below him, on the body that was originally like a rough Boulder, red and gold Cloud phoenixes of various sizes began to appear.

In the next moment, countless crisscrossing red and gold threads appeared in the void. They were densely packed and scattered like stars in the sky, covering the entire entrance of the Wushi villa.

As the ancestral master suddenly clenched his fist, all the red and gold colors were extinguished.

The great sect-protecting formation of the Wushi villa was completely lifted!

At the same time, the many restrictions, obstacles, and barriers that protected the entire Mountain Gate also disappeared rapidly.

In an instant, more than a dozen powerful gazes with different auras immediately looked over from the direction of the other eight sects.

At first, these gazes were focused on the five people present, but soon, all eyes turned to the extremely thick chain in the void that glowed with a faint purple-green light.

On the rainbow cloud platform, mo minglan's expression didn't change.

She was now using immortal friend PEI's identity. Moreover, even when she was talking to the four villa Masters of the Wushi villa, she had used immortal friend PEI's tone without revealing any flaws. The eight major sects would not be able to see anything!

As for the chain of Heavenly Tribulation she had summoned ... It was still intact.

As for the eternal night desert, she had sealed it with her power. The eight great sects would never know what had happened unless they went to the eternal night desert in person!

That's right, long before she had the Dao discussion with the Wushi villa, she had been prepared for the other eight major sects to watch. Therefore, whether it was the seal on his main body or the concealment of his identity, it was impeccable.

Although there are still some other problems, I believe that with immortal friend PEI's means, you must have made full preparations and there is nothing for her to worry about ...

At this thought, mo minglan said, " "No matter what, I'm already working on the illusionary realm with villa Lord Hu Yi!"

"But you haven't answered the question I just asked."

"Now, it's your turn to make a choice!"

Upon hearing this, before the ancestral Masters su Pi and Yi Xi could reply, several figures with terrifying auras suddenly appeared in the sky above the Wushi villa, facing the throne and the platform of colorful clouds.

In the void, a towering flower tree appeared with a loud bang. Under the clear light, a beautiful figure walked out from under the numerous flower branches. Her colorful clothes fluttered and her gorgeous dress fluttered. Her dazzling and dazzling hairpin ring lightly touched each other with her steps, like a heavenly wind ring pendant, crisp and melodious.

The stunning young lady had her hair tied up in a high bun and wide sleeves. Her arm was wrapped in a golden cloak. As she looked around, her eyes glistened, and her spirit was clear and beautiful. She brushed her hair and skirt, like a dream or an illusion. It was as if a heavenly maiden had descended to the world, a divine maiden descending to the mortal world.

At the same time, an incense burner suddenly appeared. As the smoke rose, it seemed to contain the joys and sorrows of all living beings. In the corner, there was an ancient-looking Osmanthus tree. The branches swayed gently, and the Golden leaves fell on the old man's lapels.

The taste of the world's Grandmaster had a serious expression. He suddenly stood up and took a step forward. The incense burner, smoke, clouds, empty mountains, and Osmanthus trees all disappeared, leaving him standing with his hands behind his back in the vast sky. His figure was like a drop of water, but he had a majestic aura that filled the heaven and earth, like a deep abyss and a high mountain.

At the same time, the sound of swords whistling came from all directions. 30000 sword Qi surged like dragons and roared high into the sky. The sword Qi rolled like tides and waves and suddenly gathered into a figure. His eyebrows were sharp, and he was tall and strong. His eyes were sharp like a famous sword that was unsheathed. With just a casual glance, it seemed like thousands of flying swords were coming!

The sword cry was mighty, but it could not hide the clanging of the iron armor.

The black armor was as heavy as a mountain. In the sky, an exceptionally burly figure strode over. His entire body was covered in heavy armor, and only a pair of cold and firm eyes could be seen behind the helmet. Every step he took was filled with unshakeable determination and decisiveness. It was as if the entire world trembled slightly with his feet, and it was as if even if the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, he would not be moved at all.

Thousands of strands of auspicious Qi filled the air, illuminating all directions. A tall figure with a crown and a long sword in his hand emerged from the center of the auspicious Qi. He was majestic and Grand, like a sovereign descending from heaven. In the crack of the crown bead, his eyes were calm, but there was a majestic aura flowing around him. It was as if his every move was followed by the thoughts of billions of living beings, full of mysterious power.

They were the patriarchs of su zhentian, nine luminaries mountain, cold centipede sword sect, Yan richeng, and Liu Yan Dynasty!

The patriarchs of the five Orthodox sects had just appeared, and a graceful and charming figure also appeared in the sky.

His robe was whiter than snow, almost dazzling, and the Scarlet-golden ring between his brows was shining brightly. The gems were round and round, flowing with light and vibrant colors, illuminating his peerless beauty. It was the natural born sect's ancestral master Zhu Yi!

Not far away from her, a crack opened, and a dark, gloomy, depressing, and cold aura came out first. From the dense fog, an old gray robe walked out, as if it had been through thousands of years, carrying endless hardships and heavy burdens. It draped over the shoulders of a figure, and the hood hung low to cover his face. Only a pair of cold eyes were left in the dark, shining like a demon.

A palm-sized blood-red Tower hung on the man's waist, showing his identity as the founder of the reincarnation tower!

Between the two, a figure appeared without warning. His clothes were simple and without any patterns. His whole body was gloomy, as if he had been in a state of desolation for a long time. All his spirit had been worn away by the repeated defeats. His face was indescribable, making people feel fear and unable to look at him directly. With a glance, it seemed as if they had fallen into an abyss forever.

His pitch-black eyes were as deep as the abyss. It was patriarch Fu Qiong of the Zhong gang sect!

The patriarchs of the nine sects were all here!

Without any hesitation, world flavor said, " &Quot; the seal of the fallen immortal can't be used to discuss Dao! &Quot;

As soon as he finished speaking, a vast amount of Yin Qi descended from the sky. The vast ocean was rampant, surging and roaring. In an instant, the aura of death and disaster shrieked and rolled over, almost drowning the entire world.

The thick white fog was like a flood that burst through a dam, flowing down from the nine Heavens.

Two huge Thrones emerged from the White mist and hung upside down in the clouds. On each of them sat a blurry figure.

The figure on the left had exquisite curves and an aura as deep as the abyss. Her long hair was like a red spider lily blooming in the extreme darkness, demonic, strange, powerful, dead, and solemn ...

The figure on the right was completely made up of darkness. It looked like a human and had an extremely deep aura, as if it was the convergence of the disasters of the entire world.

He sat quietly without saying a word. The aura of disaster, destruction, misfortune, despair, and inauspiciousness ... Had already surged over like a tidal wave!

The two great taboos of you su Fen had descended!

As soon as the taboo appeared, a terrifying and cold Majesty instantly locked on all the patriarchs present except for the ones in the Wushi villa.

"No one is allowed to interfere with the path to immortality!" The voice of "death" was loud and clear.

This voice spread throughout the entire area in an instant.

For a moment, the disciples, deacons, and even some elders of the Wushi villa with low cultivation all looked pale and gloomy, like the leaves of autumn. Their vitality flew away quickly and withered in the blink of an eye, as if they were about to turn into ashes and disappear in an instant.

Seeing that a large number of cultivators in the Wushi villa were about to die, all the disciples, deacons, and elders suddenly had an ethereal and lofty aura rise from their bodies. In an instant, all the cultivators in the Wushi villa returned to normal.

A calm and cold voice came from the depths of the Wushi villa, " "Low-grade Immortals are not welcome in the lower realm."

&Quot; all of you, quickly retreat. You can still retain a trace of your consciousness in the illusion! &Quot;