Baihua Mountain.

Back mountain.

The vegetation is lush and the green leaves are fragrant.

Pei Ling stood in the air, holding the magic formula in his hand. In his pupils, Nanke Menghuo slowly danced, emitting a strange brilliance.

Princess Zhuang Shu folded her hands on her lower abdomen and stood not far away, watching this scene quietly. Her posture was elegant and she was wearing a ring around her body in silence.

The ten women were still dancing wildly to a strange rhythm. At this moment, their hair was loose and loose, their hairpins were hanging around, and their carefully maintained black hair was sticky with sweat all over their heads and faces. They looked particularly embarrassed, especially

Madness.

Their expressions had all fallen into chaos. At this moment, the women could no longer hide their thoughts and kept mumbling their own obsessions: "The Yue Immortal is kind! If a believing woman does not have the protection of the Yue Immortal,

Just a weak female prostitute, such as

How can one hold great power and seize life and death?! Nowadays, glory, wealth, and enjoyment are endless. All the men in the world are pigeons. They come and go as soon as they are called... The grace of the "Yue" Immortal, in case it is difficult to repay, believe in the woman

I am willing to raise children for the immortal birth of Yue..."

"The believer is deeply blessed by the Holy Spirit. However, she has given birth to an heir. She protects the believer and becomes the honor of the world. This is the limit. The believer prays to give birth to children for the immortals. From then on, she will live forever and stay young..."

"Thanks to the great love of the Immortal, I have tasted all the beautiful men in the world. I don't know how I feel when I only serve the Immortal... I pray to the Immortal to make my wish come true..."

"I hope that the gods will take pity on me and give me a spring breeze. If I can conceive and give birth to a child, I am willing to hold the grass in my hand for the rest of my life and repay..."

They were dancing wildly and murmuring at the same time. By this moment, most of their bodies had dissipated.

Standing in the center, Wenren Lingse frowned. The life-long obsessions of the ten women were constantly impacting her potential mind.

She is a Hedao monk. Under normal circumstances, mortal obsessions, no matter how strong they are, cannot have the slightest impact on her.

However, this place is a fairy dream, and the so-called mortals in the dream are not real mortals!

Moreover, the [Heart Demon Dayan Curse] inherited from the "curse" is activated by a secret method that affects the laws of the great road, which is very magical.

Not to mention, at this moment, Pei Ling has the immortal status and the power of the [Inner Demon Dayan Curse] has been increased many times.

In addition, Wenren Lingse was in a coma at the moment, so he had no power to resist.

Time passes bit by bit...

Finally, with the last burst of beats, all ten women disappeared, and ten sets of dresses and hairpins fell from mid-air.

At this moment, Wenren Lingse's aura and vitality reached its peak.

Her face, which had been struggling and seemed to be trying its best to resist external obsessions, suddenly turned into a calm and peaceful expression.

The desire and obsession for sacrifice have become part of his Taoist heart!

Immediately, Wenren Lingse's figure disappeared together with the [Evil-Destroying Flag] in the dream.

Seeing Wenren Lingse disappear, Pei Ling frowned slightly. Was he revived by him? Or did he perish?

At this time, I heard Princess Zhuang Shu say: "You have finished your work, now you can sacrifice for my body."

Hearing the words of Zhenxian Will, Pei Ling immediately understood that Wenren Lingse should have been successfully treated by him...

Thinking of this, he nodded slightly: "Okay."

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Eternal night in the desert.

Nine stone pillars stood quietly, while violent thunder roamed across the sky, crashing down from time to time.

The blood-colored coffin suspended in mid-air trembled from time to time under the power of God.

It was just a gap that had been opened, and seemingly endless thick darkness flowed out, constantly weakening the bombardment power of the sky thunder.

Purple lightning flashed across the sky, and for an instant, it illuminated the densely packed figures under the nine pillars.

These people include foreigners and human beings. They are all confused and confused. They stand upright on the gravel under the nine pillars.

The ones at the front are Old Demon Mie Lian, Yuan Changzhen, Luan Qiaoqing, Luo Du, Zuo Jingxing, Qing Yao Da Yao, Wenren Lingse, Pei Ling and Mo Lilan.

boom!!

The roaring thunder, the seemingly endless thunder, pierced the thick and substantial darkness, briefly illuminating shadows.

Under the rolling thunder, the eternal night desert is like sleeping in a nightmare that will never wake up, without any sound.

The blood-colored coffin swayed in mid-air with the tumbling power of God. It looked gloomy and strange, and an inexplicable pressure filled the entire desert, as if everything had solidified at this moment.

Suddenly, Wenren Lingse suddenly opened his eyes!

Feeling the surging vitality in her body and the complete recovery of her injuries, she was suddenly startled. She was not dead?

But the next moment, her eyes quickly swept across the stone pillars, chains, blood-colored coffins in front of her, her expression changed instantly, the fog of the dark sky, and the ruins of the fallen immortal!

This is the desert of eternal night!

How could she appear in the Evernight Desert?!

With her mind spinning, Wenren Lingse immediately looked around and observed her surroundings. Soon, she discovered that her left hand was firmly holding the [Evil-killing Flag]. Due to excessive force, the veins on the back of her hand popped out.

On the sand not far to the right, a familiar painted halberd was inserted diagonally into the ground. It was his natal magic weapon, the Song Zhong Painted Halberd.

At this moment, the [Evil-Destroying Flag] flag moved slightly, and a petite figure appeared.

The flag spirit stood in the air, its bloody war dress fluttering in the wind, its delicate little face full of solemnity. At this moment, it turned its head slightly, and its ponytail drew a brief arc in the air. It looked at Wenren Lingse and asked: "

Wenren Lingse, how are you now?"

Wenren Lingse saluted quickly: "Senior Zhu Evil, I feel very good now."

Zhu Evil Banner immediately felt relieved. Although the little Transformation God had no self-awareness and was greedy by nature, he actually saved Wenren Lingse this time.

Although his benevolence was lacking, he did not lose his faith and did not live up to the promises he made at that time...

Thinking of this, Zhu Evil immediately said: "You performed very well this time! You sacrificed your life for righteousness at the critical moment, faced many powerful enemies, and fought to the death even though you knew it was difficult to stand alone. Such integrity and solitary courage are very consistent with my way.

"

"Now that you have met my conditions for recognizing your master, I am willing to be your magic weapon and climb the long road with you."

Wenren Lingse hesitated for a moment and then said: "Thank you, senior, for your love! I just don't know who saved me this time?"

"It's a god-transformation monk whose name I haven't asked yet." Qi Ling said, "However, you don't need to thank him. Because this is what I promised to be driven by him for three years, so you have to wait for me for three years.

Years later, I will go find you."

Transformation monk?

Wenren Lingse suddenly felt strange. She knew very well how badly she was injured at that time.

Not to mention the monks in the Transformation Stage, even if they were the same as her, they might not be able to save her!

Thinking of this, she glanced at the blood-colored coffin suspended between the nine pillars. She knew that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, but she still said immediately: "Senior, please take me to see the transformed god."

"No matter what, I always want to know who my benefactor is?"

"Okay!" Qi Ling nodded immediately. In its opinion, this was not a big deal. Furthermore, it had been staying in Du'e Yuan all year round and was very familiar with Wenren Lingse. It knew the character of Hedao very well. Since it recognized this

Favor, I will definitely not leave until I find out the identity of the little transformation god.

"Follow me." Qi Ling continued, then flew out from Wenren Lingse's palm, turned into a bloody light, escaped into the darkness, and led the way.

Wenren Lingse followed immediately.

The desert of eternal night is shrouded in the mist of the underworld, and the monks cannot unfold their spiritual thoughts. Even if they are not far apart, it is difficult to see everything around them clearly through the darkness that seems to be substantial.

The [Evil-Destroying Flag] did not fly very far before it stopped at a certain location.

Wenren Lingse followed and stopped, and then he saw a young monk with a bloody aura lingering around him, standing under one of the stone pillars, his eyes closed at the moment, obviously not yet awake.

He was hunting in black robes, carrying a long knife on his back, with a stern look on his face and a ferocious aura. He obviously had a record of killing countless people, and was able to cultivate such an aura that was overflowing with evil energy and almost full of blood.
Chapter completed!