The coffin has been nailed, and is surrounded by tight wooden boards. The space is narrow, dark and stuffy.

Pei Ling grabbed the monk at Wushi Villa, but the moment his palm was about to touch him, large streams of blood suddenly gush out of the entire coffin.

Bloody skeletal hands stretched out, and in just a moment, they grabbed Pei Ling's body, hands and feet.

The smell of blood mixed with the biting cold breath came, and Pei Ling's whole body suddenly froze, unable to move his fingers any further.

The blood rose rapidly like a rising tide, and the body of the monk at Wushi Villa gradually sank into the blood.

"Curse!" A cold, majestic voice suddenly sounded.

The body of the monk at Wushi Villa, the blood in the coffin, and the bloody skeletal hands wrapped around Pei Ling's body all quickly decayed, and the festering wounds gave rise to human faces full of spite and anger.

"Hehe...hehehe...hehe..."

A sharp and harsh chuckle resounded... echoing in the narrow coffin.

Pei Ling broke free instantly and grabbed the monk at Wushi Villa again.

The space in the coffin is inherently small, but the curse on the monks of Wushi Villa is inevitable.

The next moment, Pei Ling grabbed the monk from Wushi Villa by the neck.

The fortunes of the monks at Wushi Villa immediately flowed towards Pei Ling in a steady stream.

Sensing that the situation was not good, the monk from Wushi Villa reached out and grabbed Pei Ling's wrist. An icy chill instantly invaded Pei Ling's body, spreading along his arms and throughout his body.

In Pei Ling's eyes, countless small runes intertwined and rose, [Eternal Curse Magical Power]!

The aura of the monk at Wushi Villa dropped rapidly. Although his cultivation was still in the late stage of returning to the void, both his mana and strength had weakened a lot.

At the same time, Pei Ling's mana surged around his body, his aura suddenly rose, and he suddenly used the [Everlasting Regret Curse]!

In the blink of an eye, its strength has improved from the middle stage of returning to the void to the late stage of returning to the void!

This state cannot last long, but for him now, it is enough!

Pei Ling's thoughts moved, and the chill that invaded his body was immediately suppressed by a surge of magical power.

The monk at Wushi Villa was about to continue his action, but in an instant, he suddenly forgot what he was going to do next...

Once the attack was successful, Pei Ling struck with all his strength, not giving the opponent any room to breathe.

More and more fates flowed into his body, and the body of the monk at Wushi Villa became weaker and weaker.

Seeing that he was about to perish, the monk at Wushi Villa said in a deep voice: "My name is Gu Chuzi, and I am the Immortal Lord Guchu."

"Inferior immortal, you are the inferior immortal!!"

Before he finished speaking, the aura of the monk at Wushi Villa suddenly began to surge, and the mana around his body was flowing rapidly. In his limbs and bones, the majestic power continued to shrink, shrink, and shrink again... He wanted to self-destruct!

Pei Ling frowned and immediately ran the [Secret Record of the Eclipse] with all his strength, speeding up the speed of plundering the opponent's fate. At the same time, he said calmly: "A true immortal has a strong Taoist heart, like a rock in the middle. Although he is struck by thousands of blows,

But it cannot be shaken.”

"Nothing in the fairyland or fantasy world can shake their determination and will."

"I don't care about life and death in this illusion at all."

"There is only one thing in their hearts that deserves attention."

"That's Tao Xin!"

"Other than that, it's all just passing clouds and insignificant."

"You want to blow yourself up now, which means your heart is full of unwillingness!"

"You care too much about success or failure in a mere illusion."

"You have become dusty in your heart, but you don't know it!"

"I have seen too many degenerates like you."

"Enter the fantasy world to experience, use the vast world of mortals in this world to sharpen your mind, see your true self, and seek rapid improvement. This is originally a shortcut for us immortals."

"However, for someone like you who didn't know how to become an Immortal Lord at the beginning, it's like a disaster that will bring you back to your original form!"

"A lower-level immortal is a lower-level immortal!"

"Even if I give you a chance, you still can't maintain the dignity and magnanimity that a true immortal should have!"

"Regarding a mere illusion as a reality, you have to compare your money and your spirit, and you don't have the freedom and ease that our immortals should have. Not to mention the lower immortals, even the mortals who live and die in the illusion have this.

Not as good as."

"Mortal people still have the understanding of the joys of clouds and water with the mind of wood and stone. Although their life span is short, their understanding is extremely good. However, they are limited by the short life of the flesh and cannot achieve true freedom and freedom."

"You, the Immortal Lord, are carefree and at your fingertips, but you are addicted to the illusion and have fallen to this level. You are so unworthy of fate that it is enough to bring shame to the Immortal World!"

"There is no immortal like you in the immortal world!"

"You are not worthy of being an immortal!"

Hearing this, the monk at Wushi Villa suddenly looked startled, but soon, an indescribable and majestic anger surged into his heart... It was just an illusion, and he was not unwilling!

He is the Immortal Lord of the Upper Realm, and he doesn't care about everything about the battle in the illusion!

He didn't take it seriously!

The breath of the monk at Wushi Villa slowly calmed down.

He said in a weak voice: "I am the Immortal Lord Gu Chu."

"The Immortal Lord of the Upper Realm!"

"Lower Immortal, you are greedy for the creation of illusions and my destiny. You are unable to break through the true meaning of this world. You are greedy... You... are the inferior immortal!"

"You are a low-level immortal!"

"I am an immortal, and you are an inferior immortal..."

"You...low-level immortal..."

As he spoke, Gu Chuzi's voice became smaller and smaller. Seeing that his figure was extremely thin and almost invisible, Pei Ling said, "Yes, you are an immortal, and I am a lower immortal."

Gu Chuzi suddenly showed a look of relief and satisfaction, as if he was the winner in this battle...

The next moment, the monk from Wushi Villa disappeared completely into thin air, leaving no trace behind.

Pei Ling was the only one left in the narrow coffin.

Pei Ling restrained all his aura and felt the surging magic power in his body. He completely took over Gu Chuzi's life at Wushi Villa, and his cultivation level improved a lot again.

Looking at the place where Gu Chuzi disappeared, Pei Ling looked slightly confused. What was going on with the technique practiced at Wushi Villa?

At the last moment, he just planned to buy some time and then interrupt the opponent's self-destruction.

As a result, the other party gave up resistance directly...

Not only did the other party really regard this world as an illusion, but he also implemented this concept from beginning to end...

Just as he was thinking about it, Pei Ling suddenly noticed something and immediately closed his eyes.

"Dong dong dong."

The sound of knocking on the coffin sounded.

Immediately afterwards, a familiar voice came from outside: "Su Li Jing, it's me."

It's Su Xirou's voice!
Chapter completed!