Amid the deafening loud noise, countless mountains around the "world flavor" rushed to emerge one after another, and the heavy atmosphere from the towering mountains and rivers was extremely rich.

In a moment, the thunder of the catastrophe dissipated with the mountains, and the breath of "world flavor" instantly entered a new realm like a chicken breaking its shell!

A stronger force than before burst out.

Mahayana period!

Seeing that he had successfully sealed the immortal, "Word" did not hesitate at all. He immediately waved his long sleeves and took the other four ancestors of the righteous path to escape from the Eternal Night Desert together.

The "Chuiyu" in Wushi Villa has no intention of blocking it at all.

Just a few inferior immortals.

It was all the seals of this little fairy in the illusion. There was something wrong with it for no reason and was almost taken advantage of by him, which had a great impact on this illusion.

Fortunately, he noticed it in time and finally pressed the little fairy back to the ground.

Just as I was thinking, above the sky, the clouds cleared and the fog dissipated, and the thunder quickly faded.

However, the Taoist disaster of the ancestor "Suji" has also ended.

The aura around him surged, completely transformed, and entered the Mahayana.

"Suji" The ancestor looked at the seal of the fallen immortal and immediately said, "This time we first discussed the Tao with Emperor Pei, and then we joined forces to seal the little immortal in the illusion."

"I have gained a lot in this illusion."

"Now you must return to the Lower Jiebiyuan immediately and carefully understand what you have gained recently."

"Chuiyu" nodded slightly: "Good."

After the words fell, the figures of both disappeared instantly.

The nine pillars are still towering, and the heavenly tribulation is endless, shaking chains are injected into the ground, and the seal is continuously strengthened.

The darkness around was surging, as if it wanted to cross the nine pillars, completely submerging the land of this place.

In the darkness, there were endless rustling sounds, as if countless sneakers were hidden.

There is no more wise creature here.

It was not until this time that a figure appeared from the void.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his breath was ethereal and distant, and seemed to not belong to this world at all.

His appearance was clearly without any concealment or illusion, but he could never remember it, as if it was this world that could not leave his traces. Therefore, in Panya Realm, he could not remember his little things.

However, although I can't remember, any creature in this world will involuntarily think of a word: perfection.

Flawless perfection.

It does not belong to this perfection.

He had been by his side just now and took action personally to participate in the seal.

However, no one of the six sects present noticed his existence, whether it was through tribulation or Mahayana.

This is a heavenly line. There are differences between immortals and mortals. If there is no major event, immortals will not be connected with ordinary people.

The figure looked at the ban rune that was flashing between the nine pillars, and suddenly asked with thunderous voice: "Who destroyed your seal?"

In the darkness, there was silence and no response.

After waiting for a while, I knew that the Fallen Immortal would not answer him. This figure did not waste any more words, but said calmly: "If you don't find out who it is, I will not return to the upper realm."

"I have added some means to this seal."

"The years ahead will be even more difficult."

"And with the nine sects in this world suppressing the energy, from now on, you will not have any chance to get a breather."

"Your fairy body and your fairy soul will all fester and dissipate in endless torture..."

As I listened, a cold voice finally sounded in the extremely rich darkness: "A mere scattered immortal dares to speak nonsense."

"If I untie the seal a little more, your next world will be ready-made blood food."

The immortal was not angry, and Dan Dan said, "You have no chance."

"The creatures that destroy your seal must also die!"

As he said that, he produced a magic spell with a vague aura, a layer of powerful and pure power that immediately covered the seals of the nine sects. The original seal was once again greatly strengthened.

The next moment, the immortal figure was calm.

Rumble...

As the thunder cracked, the sound of chains rubbed endlessly, like a spring silkworm eating leaves, dense and endless.

The nine pillars reflect the lightning, and everything returns to darkness.

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Yousu Tomb.

Above the white mist.

The giant mulberry towers into the clouds.

In a dark and cold chaos, the dark throne engraved with spells hung high.

Pei Ling sat upright on it and pondered slightly.

After he had just inquired about the two taboos, the two taboos had another handover with him, handing over all the curses in Yousu's grave and all the ghosts transformed by the curse to him.

At present, his subordinates here have a large number of ghosts with uneven cultivation strength, in addition to the "sci" and other ghosts left to him by the "curse".

It is different from the previous situation when "Xi" and "Che" respect him as the master.

As long as he sits on this throne now, he will be the source of all curses in this world!

In one thought, you can dominate the life and death of all ghosts under your seat!

Yes, from now on, no matter whether the ghosts under him are loyal to him or not, they must bow their heads and obey their orders!

Thinking of this, Pei Ling's eyes fell to a land area of ​​Yousu Tomb. He immediately stretched out his hand and grabbed it from the air. A blue-black, violent, and cold figure was instantly moved to the bottom of the throne.

It is exactly "sili".

"Xi" saw Pei Ling and immediately saluted with great respect: "Greetings to the Lord!"

He seemed very excited at this moment, "Congratulations to the Lord for ascending to the throne!"

"'Xi', pay homage to the new king!"

Pei Ling nodded slightly and immediately ordered: "Send a ghost sedan chair."

"Go to Baicao Town near Qingyao Mountain."

"The ghost sedan cannot pass through the territory of the nine major sects on the way."

"You should not hurt the creatures along the way."

"Xi" quickly responded: "Abide by the king's order!"

Seeing that Pei Ling had no other instructions, he left.

After arranging this matter, Pei Ling gently tapped his fingers on the throne handrail and thought deeply.

It is not known whether the immortal has returned to the upper realm, so for the sake of safety, he does not intend to leave Yousu's grave easily.

But the cause and effect of the Ryukeng Dynasty still needs to be killed!

So I sent some ordinary ghosts to find out the situation.

With his current cultivation strength, his mother needs to visit the scene in person, and can also kill the cause and effect!

Immediately afterwards, Pei Ling took out another picture with an ancient color and a long-lasting atmosphere.

This is a picture given to him by the ancestor "Fuqiong" that day, which is used to leave behind his experience of combining the three paths.

Now he cannot leave Yousu's grave, and there is no other urgent matter to deal with. He just takes this opportunity to mow his experience of Taoism and a trace of spiritual thought into this scroll.

The thoughts moved slightly, and the scroll immediately floated up in front of him and slowly unfolded.

There was a blank space on it, as if nothing was empty, but in the blank space, it seemed like a vast world, like a newborn child, ignorant and chaotic, and allowed to be drawn and arranged.

Pei Ling's thoughts changed, and a line of Yunzhuan, which contained the rules, immediately appeared on the blank scroll: "The Tao of heaven and earth, the Tao of sentient beings, the Tao of true self, and the experience of uniting the three paths!"

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