Chapter 1220 All dharmas are empty, cause and effect are not empty! (Second update! Please subscribe!)

Cause and effect, cause and effect, effect and effect, cause and effect, continuous and intertwined.

As the saying goes, all dharmas are empty, cause and effect are not empty!

And Mo Lilan's current body is the incarnation of Pei Ling. In a sense, she is also a fruit of Pei Ling's Taoism!

What the man in black robe just killed was not her, but Pei Ling's fruit!

However, for the opponent to be able to kill Pei Ling, Pei Ling must have planted the "cause" related to the opponent first!

But Mo Lilan has just woken up, and the cause of Pei Ling is not yet clear. At the moment, she can only forcefully cut the line of cause and effect between Pei Ling and the man in black robes to recover from her own injuries!

As soon as the causal line was cut, Mo Lilan looked at the man in black robe, and immediately said with a cold voice, "Mian!"

The breath of the man in black robe quickly became silent, and all movements stopped.

The eyes under the hood were half closed, as if they were about to fall into a deep sleep.

But the dimness in his eyes never disappeared, and he never really fell asleep.

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

[The “method” of forgetting]!

The man in black robe's breath dropped rapidly, but his body remained motionless.

Pei Ling immediately slashed out a bloody sword energy.

brush!

The sword energy was like a rainbow, passing through the black-robed man's body in an instant. It encountered no resistance wherever it went, as if it was completely chopped into the air.

At the same time, Mo Lilan's method changed, and his voice was cold and grand: "Open!"

"Click, click, click..."

A series of shattering sounds were heard, but the originally solid coffin board was suddenly covered with cracks like burnt porcelain.

At this time, the sword energy that passed through the body of the man in black robe hit the coffin board.

boom!!!

There was a deafening bang, and the entire coffin shattered.

Amid the splashing of sawdust, the turbid yellow water surged in, instantly sucking them into the water.

Above the head is a gray sky, bleak and lifeless.

As far as the eye can see, there is no land, no human habitation, no... except the sky and water, there is nothing.

With a thought in his mind, Pei Ling stepped onto the water and stood up. Holding the knife in both hands, he suddenly slashed towards the man in black robe.

The blade is gorgeous, like a midsummer night. When it roars, the whole body is wrapped with dense blood evil energy, just like the substance. There is a very faint phantom of a skull in the blood evil, but Pei Ling has already attached it to it.

【Bloody Curse】.

The Nine Soul Sword shot out with lightning, and just when the blade was about to fall on the head of the man in black robe, he suddenly woke up.

He immediately raised an arm and blocked it in front of him.

clang!!

An extremely powerful shock wave centered on the two of them and spread in all directions.

The layers of ripples on the turbid yellow water surface suddenly rose sharply, and soon turned into circles of water walls several feet high, rising and surging, and finally falling suddenly.

Bang!

The man in black robe stood motionless on the spot, while Pei Ling was knocked upside down by a huge force, but soon he stabilized his figure in mid-air.

A delicate and slender figure suddenly appeared in the void. Mo Lilan stood in the sky beside Pei Ling, wearing a black dress like night and a face like an epiphyllum.

Both of them were focused on the front, looking coldly at the man in black robe who was also standing in the air.

Neither party made a move for a while. The surging river below seemed to be stagnant, and the sound of the water was greatly reduced, almost non-existent.

In the dead silence, Pei Ling looked at the man in black robe solemnly, and at the same time, he sent a message to Mo Lilan: "Friend Mo Xian, get rid of this [Seed of Creation], and I can restore enough strength to wake you up.

My true self."

In this current situation, he could no longer care about the consequences of the true immortal's awakening.

If he doesn't find a way to get rid of this [Seed of Creation], he won't be able to leave this third door alive!

Moreover, through this period of observation, he found that this true immortal will is very easy to talk about.

No matter what the situation, he never gets angry.

Come to think of it, even if you really wake up, it might not be a big deal...

At this time, Mo Lilan was originally very dissatisfied with Pei Ling's actions this time, but after hearing the other party's promise, she immediately said: "Okay! I will help you again!"

As soon as he finished speaking, it was as if substantial darkness extended from Mo Lilan's body, instantly covering the world.

[Midian Mist] can isolate sight and spiritual thoughts, but because it is cast by his own incarnation, Pei Ling is completely unrestricted. Looking at the black-robed man trapped in the darkness, he was about to continue taking action when a cold and forbidding voice came out.

, suddenly sounded in their ears: "Ding!"

Pei Ling's body suddenly froze, unable to move at all.

Beside him, Mo Lilan stood frozen for a moment just like him.

Countless fierce sword energy, like a lotus blooming in anger, suddenly erupted in the darkness!

Before any sword energy fell, countless small runes intertwined and rose up in Pei Ling's eyes, [Nightmare Divine Power]!

Suddenly, all the hatred, resentment, and resentment around him... seemed to be rolled back by the Milky Way, and they were all swallowed up by Pei Ling like a whale sucking water.

Immediately afterwards, the aura around Pei Ling surged, [Curse of Everlasting Regret]!

【The Immortal of the Last Path】!

His cultivation was rising steadily, and he broke into the Hedao in an instant, and suddenly broke free from the restraints of his body.

He was able to move, and Mo Lilan also regained control of his body, and his aura grew in sync with Pei Ling.

Mo Lilan's expression was indifferent. Due to the limitations of this physical body, she could not display much of her strength.

Otherwise, no matter how heavy the "cause" on Pei Ling is, she will not be affected!

Swish, brush, brush...

The rain of swords fell like a torrent.

Pei Ling immediately took action, and the blood-colored sword energy roared and surged across the entire field. "Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang" continued, blocking all the sword rain.

While Xuanpao was hunting, Mo Lilan stood in the wind and played a magic trick.

In the [Midian Mist], there was an immediate echo of the whispers of countless people screaming and praying.

At the same time, strange alien races emerged from the darkness.

The leader was a foreigner with dark skin, and his hair was braided into dozens of fine braids, with silk threads of a special texture entwined in the braids. His eyes were dark, and deep in his eyes, there were snakes crawling slowly. On his arms,

The densely packed colorful scales are shocking to look at.

The next few aliens followed, some were about ten feet tall, and every step shook the whole world; some were covered with feathers, with pink faces and long cheeks; some had horns on their heads, and when they roared, they showed a sharp and sharp look.

The sharp teeth...

All the alien races had chaotic auras and murderous eyes. After they appeared, they rushed directly towards the black-robed man without any hesitation.

Boom boom boom...

The man in black robe took action repeatedly, immediately killing the crazy aliens who rushed over first on the spot.

However, the crazy alien race continued in a seemingly endless stream. One moment they had just been killed, and the next moment the corpses were back to their original state. They stood up again and continued to rush towards the black-robed man.

Seeing the crazy demon killing endlessly, the figure of the man in black suddenly flashed and flew high into the sky. His voice was cold and powerful: "Just take the beauty of today and not be afraid of the worries in the future! [Note]"

The next moment, the man in black robe raised his hands upward, and the endless green mountains appeared in an instant, falling in the air, and the mountain shadows covered the entire world;

At the same time, countless dead souls emerged from the turbid yellow water, all raising their heads and emitting sharp, ear-piercing, overwhelming soul roars;

In the void, huge corpse hands were protruded, and the corpse energy filled the air, grabbing downwards;

Light pink petals are flying like rain, and countless flower forests quietly extend their branches and leaves, completely surrounding all the crazy aliens;

There was a sonorous sound, and all kinds of weapons appeared, arrayed in mid-air, and their piercing sharp edges were pointed at the entire river;

The majestic aura soared straight into the sky, and the pale golden palms were suspended high in the sky, reflecting everything as fine dust;

"Zheng!" The sound of Qingyue's sword came from nowhere, and a chill that pierced the bone marrow was directed at all living creatures from a distance;

The originally gray sky became darker and darker, and it was almost night, as if the disgust, hatred, and curse from this world were falling like invisible snowflakes;

The illusory glazed tower rises, huge runes appear in the void, Pisces chases, the power of life, death, and glory rotates endlessly, the majestic power is like the waves rising layer by layer, and the next moment is a vast ocean;

The blue-black ghost claws broke through all the magic and flew across the sky, exuding terrifying power...

Pei Ling looked at this scene with an extremely solemn expression. This man in black robe can use all the magic and magical powers of the nine major sects!

【Note】Hanshan [Tang Dynasty] "Three Hundred and Three Poems".
Chapter completed!