Before he finished speaking, Pei Ling's hair stood up all over his body, and a powerful and terrifying aura of death suddenly grew, suddenly covering him completely!

In an instant, everything around seemed to suddenly solidify and became extremely slow. A ghost-headed sword covered with blood suddenly hung high above Pei Ling's head, like thunder in the sky, then fell down!

The blade fell down like a sudden thunder sound. Its momentum was majestic and with the power of grand and bright light, wherever it went, the void cracked, annihilated all ghosts and monsters, and shocked the soul!

The intention of killing came from the big sword. Once he was really beheaded, even the same cultivator in the Hedao stage would not be able to escape death!

At the critical moment of the life and death crisis, Pei Ling instantly moved the [Everlasting Sorrow Curse] to the extreme, and immediately used the [Five Ghosts Tianluo Die]...

brush!!!

The ghost-headed sword passed through Pei Ling's body and slashed into the floor tiles with a rainbow of momentum.

A knife mark as thick as a finger appeared on Pei Ling's neck. No blood flowed out of the knife mark. The incision was neat and shiny. From the front, you can directly see the beam and pillar house behind him. The knife marks continued to expand quickly...

His entire figure also disappeared as the knife marks expanded and spread.

This is a afterimage!

Pei Ling immediately appeared in the corridor not far away. There was a knife mark on his neck that was inch wide, and the bones were visible deep, and blood was gushing out, which had already wet the front.

If I had not been hiding fast enough just now, I was afraid that my body and head would be different now!

The abundant vitality surged, and the knife marks on Pei Ling's neck began to recover quickly, but it was Tian Shanglei's residual medicinal power, which was still playing a role.

Pei Ling looked at the monks of the Ryukeng Dynasty with a very serious look. The rules that the other party mastered were a bit strange.

First, when he didn't knock on the door, his response could violate the law; then, he did not contact the other party now, but he still had a part of his fate and kept flowing back to the other party... The other party seemed to be able to distort the real law here to some extent!

In addition, his incarnation is not here, and his strength is not at its peak at this moment. This battle is even more difficult than the battle with the monks of Yanxi City just now!

If there is no law here to restrain the other party, it will definitely be a bad situation.

We must first solve the problem of fate reflux!

Thinking of this, Pei Ling immediately moved [Secret Record of Eclipse], and his body, face and breath changed rapidly. Soon, Pei Ling's facial features quietly disappeared and disappeared.

His robe and shirt also began to change, with cloth clothes and shoes, and his empty face... Pei Ling turned into the statue of the faceless immortal god who had taken away some of his fate in the first sect.

At the same time, two majestic portals rose slowly above his head again.

A skull is like a mountain, bizarre and treacherous; the other is as beautiful as a fairy, luxurious as a splendid. But the aura of great terror and great disasters is constantly spreading in the portal.

The appearance of "mantra" and the breath of "mantra"...

Pei Ling immediately felt that the laws here seemed to have lost their effect on him, and the fate he had seized would no longer flow back into the dynasty monks.

The blood marks on the neck of the dynasty monk continued to expand, and his fate continued to flow like a river breaking from the dam, and his breath also dropped rapidly.

Pei Ling's voice was cold and he said: "Curse!"

As the words came out, the arms of the monks who stretched out from the void, holding the heads of the dynasty monks, immediately appeared large traces of festering. As the pus flowed, the wounds produced resentful and distorted human faces.

"Hehehe...hehehe...hehe..."

Amid the sharp and harsh laughter, the head of the dynasty monk immediately lost support and almost fell directly. He hurriedly reached out and held his head.

But then, countless blood-colored sword auras burst out in the corridor like peonies, slashing at the dynasty monks.

The robes of the dynasty monks were automatically swept without wind, and light golden flames rose up all over their bodies, and the fire rose, illuminating the night.

Boom boom boom boom...

The war broke out again, and the whole situation returned to the scene just now.

However, under the influence of the law, the fate of the dynasty monks was losing more and more severely, and his body was gradually transparent. On the other hand, Pei Ling was still as intact as before, and even the residual medicinal effect of Tianshang Tears in his body could last for a while.

Knowing that he had no chance of winning, the cultivator of the dynasty immediately said in disgust: "Chongming Sect... Hum!"

It was already extremely weak, but its aura suddenly began to surge abnormally.

All remaining forces continue to converge, collapse, converge, collapse...

He wants to self-destruct!

Pei Ling frowned, and without any hesitation, he immediately fled to the room where he incarnated.

boom!!!

A earth-shaking sound mixed with some dark light golden flames soared into the sky. The entire station seemed to have suffered a dragon turning over and shaking violently.

But soon, the flames that seemed to erupt in a volcano quietly dissipated, and darkness fell again, covering the fields. On the corridor, Pei Ling and the monks of the dynasty were no longer visible, and the houses on both sides were as if they were not even damaged in the mulberry paper pasted in the window.

Even the self-destruction of the monks in the Hedao stage was just a flash in the pan and could not cause any damage to the post station.

At this moment, a closed door suddenly opened, and a brightly colored skirt appeared in the crack of the door...

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Among the houses, it is spacious and simple.

On the shabby bed, the curtains were hanging low, and there was nothing but a stone-carved lampstand was placed on the ground in front of the bed.

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Pei Ling has recovered his original appearance, and his bloody back is rapidly recovering.

In the void, no longer felt any power of fate flowing into his body, and the monk from the Ryukeng Dynasty no longer existed!

Pei Ling pondered slightly. The dynasty monk seemed to have a great hatred for Chongming Sect. The other party would rather explode and die than be taken away by his own saint son of Chongming Sect...

However, the opposite of the right and the demon is not strange...

As his mind was changing, he stood in the middle of the room, bowed his hand to the bed, and said calmly: "Friend Mo, the situation here is special, and the power of the law required by the fictional friends is everywhere."

"I will do what I say and will bring you here."

"The power of the laws here is now allowed to be used by immortal friends."

"I don't know what the fairy friend thinks right now?"

"Don't worry, my fairy friend, although the laws here are bizarre, but with this immortal here, I will definitely protect you from peace!"

Mo Lilan lay quietly without any reaction.

Pei Ling was confused, but considering that there was another Su Zhentian monk who could come to knock on the door at any time, so he should not delay it.

So he immediately walked towards the bed.
Chapter completed!