Pei Ling was stunned when he heard this. Before he nodded, the monk Yàn Xicheng suddenly took out a bright silver token.
This token is about the size of a human adult man's palm. On one side, it is engraved with a cloud seal character, surrounded by stinging patterns, which looks quite simple; on the other side, it is densely packed, engraved with all kinds of weapons.
In addition to ordinary weapons such as swords, guns, swords and halberds, there are also various strange weapons, countless.
The weapons were extremely small, but when they looked at them, the sound of the whistling sound of thousands of soldiers suddenly came to their ears.
Zheng!
The sound of the sound is more generous and energetic.
Pei Ling was slightly dazed, and then suddenly came to his senses. Looking back, he saw that many weapons had already started to move, like swimming fish, swimming and running in the token, emitting a wave of pure and sharp meaning, as if he could cut and cut everything from the air.
As if sensing the breath of this token, the Nine Soul Knife vibrated slightly, and its ferociousness rose, and a strong sense of confrontation came out.
The monk in the Xicheng City released the token, and the token was suspended in the air, and his intention of destroying his pride and sharpness became stronger and stronger.
This seat...Fu Yijin...
It is the person from Yàn Xicheng...Fu family...
This...token...is what I entrust...
Speaking of this, the monk Yàn Xicheng sighed slightly. I... could not resist... the demon in my heart... deviated from... the original intention of the past...
It should have disappeared long ago...
Staying alive... To this day... I have an ending... It's not unfair...
While speaking, he slowly closed his eyes.
Fu Yijin instantly gave up all the power of resistance, and his fate suddenly surged out like a flood in the gate, pouring into Pei Ling's body crazily.
Pei Ling's aura sky surged, and the power in his body continued to rise. At the same time, Fu Yijin's aura quickly weakened.
With just a snap of your fingers, Fu Yijin's figure had dissipated silently like blue smoke, leaving no trace.
Until this time, Pei Ling finally realized that he looked at the token of the wandering soldiers, immediately raised his hand and put it away.
This token is quite spiritual. When his palm touches it, all the sharpness instantly converges. The original bright silver color quickly fades away. In a blink of an eye, it turns into a dark and inconspicuous iron block.
Pei Ling put it in the storage bag and then bowed to the place where Fu Yijin disappeared.
As long as he can leave Yousu Tomb alive, he will definitely bring the things!
Thinking of this, Pei Ling felt the injuries all over his body, immediately took out the pill and took it, used the exercises, and transformed the medicinal power.
Not long after, the medicine spread into all limbs and the injuries began to recover.
At this moment, Pei Ling's expression suddenly distorted. A kind of endless hatred for the living, as well as the idea of bloodshed the demon sect in the world and killing all the unjust in the world, quickly spreading in his mind.
Pei Ling immediately closed his eyes and tried his best to deal with the impact of the fate of the monks in Xicheng.
Dongdongdongdongdongdong!
At this moment, the knock on the door suddenly rang.
Immediately afterwards, a familiar voice came: Junior, you haven’t said it yet, how is the battle between the righteous and the demons now?
This king just recalled that the inheritance of the Danzu was actually divided into two parts, and there was only a part of the medicine fairy.
Another part is collected in my Ryukeng Royal Family’s library.
Since you can get the recognition of the Medicine Fairy, there must be no problem. Since that is the case, I will open the door now and let me go in and tell you carefully...
He is a monk from the Ryukeng Dynasty!
Pei Ling's heart suddenly sank. His injuries have not yet fully recovered, and it will take some time before he can adjust to his peak.
The impact of Fu Yijin's fate is still eroding. It can be said that the last war has ended and there is still no time to breathe, but I don't expect the monks of the Ryukeng Dynasty to arrive!
Realizing that the situation was critical, Pei Ling quickly made a decision to solve the fate problem first!
So Pei Ling immediately silently said in his heart: System, I want to practice, one-click custody of the end of the Tao!
Dingdong!The intelligent cultivation system is dedicated to serving you!One-click hosting, intelligent upgrade!Now start custody practice, and the thoughtful tip: During the practice, the host will lose control of his body, please do not panic...
Dingdong!It was detected that the host was seriously injured and needed to heal immediately...
Dingdong!To detect that the host has a strange life pattern, it needs to be refined immediately...
Dingdong!The system begins to heal you...
The moment the system prompted the sound, Pei Ling immediately felt a clear mind. The hatred for the living and the obsession with bloodshed the world to redeem the bright world were all gone.
He lay flat in the coffin, and under the control of the system, two towering portals suddenly appeared above his head.
The moment the portals made of thousands of skulls and the portals as beautiful as immortal palaces appeared, the aura of great terror and great disasters were instantly revealed.
This is the breath left by the curse!
Immediately afterwards, dense dark red patterns appeared around Pei Ling.
These patterns wandered like flowing water, and then seemed to be ebbing into his side as if the tide was gone.
Soon, the lines condensed into a large cluster of darkness like substance.
Mo Lilan, the incarnation of delicate appearance and snow-skinned appearance, appeared from the darkness, and the remaining darkness turned into a black robe that wrapped around her body.
She lay next to Pei Ling, her eyes closed, her expression was extremely cold, but she could not move at all.
Dongdongdongdongdongdong.
Dongdongdongdongdong...
…dong…dong…dong…dong.
Gradually, the knock on the door and the voices of monks of the Ryukeng Dynasty became farther and farther away.
Under the control of the system, Pei Ling suddenly opened his eyes. He immediately saw that there were no longer cramped coffins around him, but familiar simple houses.
The dilapidated tent was gathered in the wooden hook, and the whole room was clear at a glance. Except for the bed where they were lying, there was only a stone lampstand.
The doors and windows are now closed, inside and out, and it is quiet.
Looking around, there were only Pei Ling himself in the whole room, transformed into Mo Lilan, and the sounds of knocking on the door and persuading the monks of the Ryukeng Dynasty who were all gone.
Pei Ling was slightly stunned, but immediately realized what was going on. The system replaced him with his incarnation!
In this situation, he was transferred to another room by the rules here!
This was the case with Su Xirou before. The two were obviously in the same room, but after the knock on the door, they were divided into different rooms...
Just as he was thinking, Pei Ling, under the control of the system, immediately took out a crystal clear bead from the storage bag, which looked like a teardrop. Even though the room was dark, there was still a surging light, looking shining brightly.
This is the tears of Tianshang!
Master Yao Qingying gave him the trump card for resurrection on this trip!
Pei Ling was stunned. The next moment, under the control of the system, he opened his mouth and swallowed the tears of Tianshang in one mouthful.
Tears entered the body, and the powerful medicinal power dispersed instantly, and all the injuries on Pei Ling's body recovered in an instant.
Pei Ling suddenly reacted, and the system used Tianshang Tears to treat himself?!
Hold!!
Although his current injury looks serious, it does not hurt the root cause. Even if he does not use any pills, he can recover after practicing hard for a period of time!
But now, just a few minor injuries that are not much worse than physical injuries, the mentally retarded system has directly used his unique trump card!
Fuck your mentally retarded system!
￥&！！！
This token is about the size of a human adult man's palm. On one side, it is engraved with a cloud seal character, surrounded by stinging patterns, which looks quite simple; on the other side, it is densely packed, engraved with all kinds of weapons.
In addition to ordinary weapons such as swords, guns, swords and halberds, there are also various strange weapons, countless.
The weapons were extremely small, but when they looked at them, the sound of the whistling sound of thousands of soldiers suddenly came to their ears.
Zheng!
The sound of the sound is more generous and energetic.
Pei Ling was slightly dazed, and then suddenly came to his senses. Looking back, he saw that many weapons had already started to move, like swimming fish, swimming and running in the token, emitting a wave of pure and sharp meaning, as if he could cut and cut everything from the air.
As if sensing the breath of this token, the Nine Soul Knife vibrated slightly, and its ferociousness rose, and a strong sense of confrontation came out.
The monk in the Xicheng City released the token, and the token was suspended in the air, and his intention of destroying his pride and sharpness became stronger and stronger.
This seat...Fu Yijin...
It is the person from Yàn Xicheng...Fu family...
This...token...is what I entrust...
Speaking of this, the monk Yàn Xicheng sighed slightly. I... could not resist... the demon in my heart... deviated from... the original intention of the past...
It should have disappeared long ago...
Staying alive... To this day... I have an ending... It's not unfair...
While speaking, he slowly closed his eyes.
Fu Yijin instantly gave up all the power of resistance, and his fate suddenly surged out like a flood in the gate, pouring into Pei Ling's body crazily.
Pei Ling's aura sky surged, and the power in his body continued to rise. At the same time, Fu Yijin's aura quickly weakened.
With just a snap of your fingers, Fu Yijin's figure had dissipated silently like blue smoke, leaving no trace.
Until this time, Pei Ling finally realized that he looked at the token of the wandering soldiers, immediately raised his hand and put it away.
This token is quite spiritual. When his palm touches it, all the sharpness instantly converges. The original bright silver color quickly fades away. In a blink of an eye, it turns into a dark and inconspicuous iron block.
Pei Ling put it in the storage bag and then bowed to the place where Fu Yijin disappeared.
As long as he can leave Yousu Tomb alive, he will definitely bring the things!
Thinking of this, Pei Ling felt the injuries all over his body, immediately took out the pill and took it, used the exercises, and transformed the medicinal power.
Not long after, the medicine spread into all limbs and the injuries began to recover.
At this moment, Pei Ling's expression suddenly distorted. A kind of endless hatred for the living, as well as the idea of bloodshed the demon sect in the world and killing all the unjust in the world, quickly spreading in his mind.
Pei Ling immediately closed his eyes and tried his best to deal with the impact of the fate of the monks in Xicheng.
Dongdongdongdongdongdong!
At this moment, the knock on the door suddenly rang.
Immediately afterwards, a familiar voice came: Junior, you haven’t said it yet, how is the battle between the righteous and the demons now?
This king just recalled that the inheritance of the Danzu was actually divided into two parts, and there was only a part of the medicine fairy.
Another part is collected in my Ryukeng Royal Family’s library.
Since you can get the recognition of the Medicine Fairy, there must be no problem. Since that is the case, I will open the door now and let me go in and tell you carefully...
He is a monk from the Ryukeng Dynasty!
Pei Ling's heart suddenly sank. His injuries have not yet fully recovered, and it will take some time before he can adjust to his peak.
The impact of Fu Yijin's fate is still eroding. It can be said that the last war has ended and there is still no time to breathe, but I don't expect the monks of the Ryukeng Dynasty to arrive!
Realizing that the situation was critical, Pei Ling quickly made a decision to solve the fate problem first!
So Pei Ling immediately silently said in his heart: System, I want to practice, one-click custody of the end of the Tao!
Dingdong!The intelligent cultivation system is dedicated to serving you!One-click hosting, intelligent upgrade!Now start custody practice, and the thoughtful tip: During the practice, the host will lose control of his body, please do not panic...
Dingdong!It was detected that the host was seriously injured and needed to heal immediately...
Dingdong!To detect that the host has a strange life pattern, it needs to be refined immediately...
Dingdong!The system begins to heal you...
The moment the system prompted the sound, Pei Ling immediately felt a clear mind. The hatred for the living and the obsession with bloodshed the world to redeem the bright world were all gone.
He lay flat in the coffin, and under the control of the system, two towering portals suddenly appeared above his head.
The moment the portals made of thousands of skulls and the portals as beautiful as immortal palaces appeared, the aura of great terror and great disasters were instantly revealed.
This is the breath left by the curse!
Immediately afterwards, dense dark red patterns appeared around Pei Ling.
These patterns wandered like flowing water, and then seemed to be ebbing into his side as if the tide was gone.
Soon, the lines condensed into a large cluster of darkness like substance.
Mo Lilan, the incarnation of delicate appearance and snow-skinned appearance, appeared from the darkness, and the remaining darkness turned into a black robe that wrapped around her body.
She lay next to Pei Ling, her eyes closed, her expression was extremely cold, but she could not move at all.
Dongdongdongdongdongdong.
Dongdongdongdongdong...
…dong…dong…dong…dong.
Gradually, the knock on the door and the voices of monks of the Ryukeng Dynasty became farther and farther away.
Under the control of the system, Pei Ling suddenly opened his eyes. He immediately saw that there were no longer cramped coffins around him, but familiar simple houses.
The dilapidated tent was gathered in the wooden hook, and the whole room was clear at a glance. Except for the bed where they were lying, there was only a stone lampstand.
The doors and windows are now closed, inside and out, and it is quiet.
Looking around, there were only Pei Ling himself in the whole room, transformed into Mo Lilan, and the sounds of knocking on the door and persuading the monks of the Ryukeng Dynasty who were all gone.
Pei Ling was slightly stunned, but immediately realized what was going on. The system replaced him with his incarnation!
In this situation, he was transferred to another room by the rules here!
This was the case with Su Xirou before. The two were obviously in the same room, but after the knock on the door, they were divided into different rooms...
Just as he was thinking, Pei Ling, under the control of the system, immediately took out a crystal clear bead from the storage bag, which looked like a teardrop. Even though the room was dark, there was still a surging light, looking shining brightly.
This is the tears of Tianshang!
Master Yao Qingying gave him the trump card for resurrection on this trip!
Pei Ling was stunned. The next moment, under the control of the system, he opened his mouth and swallowed the tears of Tianshang in one mouthful.
Tears entered the body, and the powerful medicinal power dispersed instantly, and all the injuries on Pei Ling's body recovered in an instant.
Pei Ling suddenly reacted, and the system used Tianshang Tears to treat himself?!
Hold!!
Although his current injury looks serious, it does not hurt the root cause. Even if he does not use any pills, he can recover after practicing hard for a period of time!
But now, just a few minor injuries that are not much worse than physical injuries, the mentally retarded system has directly used his unique trump card!
Fuck your mentally retarded system!
￥&！！！
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